Chapter 23 Renegades
Destiny Steel
Portside
Now
When thirty soldiers from the 10th Company arrived at the scene, the others People have left and gone to the next location.
What you can see are only the ruins in the cabin that are surrounded by the ever-changing force field bubbles on the surface, broken limbs flying everywhere, and several pools of meat that look suspicious in color and shape.
The horrific and hellish scene made several brothers make angry voices.
"Stay vigilant, brothers." Julius followed Master Emmenut's teachings and cautiously began to use his psychic power. The blue arc of electricity started from the outlet of the psychic headband on the back of his head. Surrounding his head, like a crown of lightning, "They just left not long ago, and the stench of the lifeless here is still very strong."
He raised his hand and directed his power , coating the surface of each battle brother's power armor with a thin layer of psychic energy, so that they can pass through the force field bubble and enter the ruins after fierce battles in small groups.
Vitalier stood beside him, holding his bolter and guarding him vigilantly. Not far away, four warriors from the fourth team were guarding the apothecary apprentice.
They spread out in small teams to search in this hellish space that had stopped. The fragments of human corpses were piled into terrifying cone-shaped hills. The cries and whispers of the lost souls in the subspace suddenly disappeared. The sudden proximity lingered in their ears, constantly trying to seduce them. Fortunately, Julius always shouted the emperor's name to dispel the fog in their minds.
Julius even felt that the speed at which these resentful souls and inanimate beings were driven away was different from what Master Emmenut taught him - many mortal souls would fight against He cried and made a gesture of prayer. He didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only give them their final rest. The weak and indescribable ones feared him like snakes and scorpions, while the powerful ones hovered and peered, but they would also be in Julius's presence. He shouted angrily in the name of the emperor and left angrily.
“These things are really disgusting.” After pulling up his power armor boots from the puddle of flesh where the broken teeth and tentacle suckers were vaguely visible, Maxim stomped in disgust. Stomping his feet, he used the muzzle of his bolter to push aside the headless and limbless human torso that hung like a curtain above his head.
Every Space Marine wears a helmet, and the breathing grid on it can filter most harmful gases, but the overly rich smell of blood and bad greasy steam here still can't help but smoke the recruits. Respiratory organs.
“I don’t want to know what this thing is burning on.” Silas, who was following Maxim on his flank, made a face in his helmet. He had just looked into the extinguished furnace door. Blinded.
"Concentrate, search this place thoroughly, don't let up!" Vitalier shouted towards the communication channel, "If anyone is frightened by some defeated soldiers here, I will make the whole team laugh at him!"
Suddenly - a movement - a sound - a gentle moan, Vitalier's spirit became tense.
To Lyman's ears, this sounds like a human groan, but will humans still exist or survive in such a place?
He adjusted the muzzle of the gun to a suitable angle in his hand, raised his fist at the same time, and made several gestures to the team members behind him.
They nodded to each other, and then Vitalier held the trigger of his bolter to his chest, shouting "Head of all brothers!" and rushed out of the corner of the mountain of corpses.
The expected fierce fighting did not happen.
They saw two figures wearing blood-stained blue and green-edged ceramic power armor hanging there, with blood still dripping from the tips of their power armor boots that hung weakly.
"The throne is up there."
"Still alive! Put them down quickly!"
The Vitalier team immediately called Julius and Pablo The Rogoff brothers.
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Pasanius is crying.
This sergeant with great achievements, unyielding, and a big man even among warriors who have undergone extraordinary transformation is curling up and crying in his heart.
He believed in himself, and he also trusted his company commander, Ventress. They even knelt together on the Garlan Stone - the place where they were sentenced to death by the Codex Astartes. This bond of friendship allowed him to persevere and not immediately after they were finally declared exiled by the Chapter. collapse.
However, even Ventris could not heal the resolute soldier from being deprived of his home.
The experience of being caught in the Demon Engine did not defeat him, but the Hera Fortress that closed its door to him did.
Pasanius held his battle dagger and stabbed his chest once and again, carving the eagle wings on the original breastplate into the flesh.
Pasanius is repenting and crying.
He sank into the abyss of heartbreaking dreams.
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“Seriously, what do you think, Julius.”
Parogov knelt on the metal floor of the cabin, turned the unconscious big blue-armored soldier over, The huge wound caused by the butcher hook on the back was very deep and bleeding, but it was not fatal to the Astartes. The apothecary apprentice skillfully treated all the wounds, but he obviously also noticed some other marks.
“I can’t say.” The think tank apprentice shook his head. “It looks like the scars were left after he cut them with a knife. He seems to want to carve double-headed eagles or similar marks on his chest and various parts of his body. Something. But I have never heard of the Ultramarines having such a tradition of asceticism." He hesitated, "This double-headed eagle looks a bit strange..."
"You told me so. This feels very bad, Julius.”
"I think I have seen similar graphics in Master Emmenut, but he immediately warned me that it would be very harmful for me to pay attention to these before I started teaching, so I don't know much about it... What is that? This ultimate The monks of the Chapter plated his arms with metal?"
"Obviously not. And this one..." Parogov pointed to Ventris, who was also lying on the other side, "... … There are traces of the company tattoos being burned off on his body.”
They both looked at the shoulder armor of the two Ultramarines that was painted pure blue and had the chapter emblem scratched off.
“Their power armor and weapons also have residual marks of the double-headed eagle and the mark of purity that were removed.”
“Although they were prisoners brought by demons, it cannot be ruled out that they are captives brought by demons. A precursor to some kind of transformation ritual. They are likely to be rebels or traitors - they must be controlled!" Julius made a decision immediately, "First find some strong shackles, you have the neural pulse gun with you. ”
"Of course." Parogov pulled out a small pistol with a golden eagle emblem from the holster on his thigh, but it was obviously not the imperial standard.
"If they wake up later and something goes wrong, you will give each of them a shot until the masters come to deal with it."
"No problem, what about you?"
< br>"I'll put a few more purity marks on them, and recite some of the incantations Master Emmenut taught me. This should be able to effectively prevent demons from borrowing their bodies to resurrect."
"Be cautious. Necessary, Julius, you are always so cautious, very good.”
After a while, they called a few brothers and began to carefully tie up and carry the two "renegades" captured by the demons.
Looking at everyone’s comments and support, I have been writing this long [the warm or humorous comments are really heart-warming]
So there may or should be another chapter today. (Mushui
However, I am usually very busy on weekends, so I will update the next chapter around dinner, just in time to prepare food for everyone (●''●)
(End of this chapter)