Chapter 49 Holy Flame Sword
Soshiyang guessed right, Loken's biggest problem now is how to end it, or how to end it decently.
Although the traitors have been completely eliminated, they have also caused very serious losses of personnel and equipment, and if there are losses, someone must take responsibility.
There is no such thing as force majeure and innocence in the empire. As long as you look for it, you can always find places where you have failed in your duties. Moreover, Loken himself also feels that man-made disasters are the main factor for this matter to be so big this time.
But the most troublesome thing now is that all the main responsible persons are dead, so in principle, Technical Priest Loken, who is the second in command of the orbital station, naturally becomes the best person to take the blame.
He could completely imagine what would happen next.
Those people will get him back to the ground from the orbital station, and as soon as he lands, he will be arrested and stripped of all his powers.
What followed was an unfair trial. He would not be given any chance to defend himself, and all crimes were triggered according to the heaviest sentencing.
All of his personal belongings will be confiscated, including his cat ear health servitor (crossed out).
Then he will be stripped of his red robe, his gear necklace, and all mechanical appendages will be removed, and he will be declared renounced as a member of the Cult of Mechanicus.
Then, he will be sent to a modification factory to undergo a cruel prefrontal lobotomy surgery, and those who hate him will even make more extreme modifications.
"...No! I don't want to be turned into a rectal massage servitor by those perverted bastards! Omnisiah is on top! That, that is simply..."
Looking at the crying person in front of me A Mechanicus priest, Soshyan realized that he must be so unpopular that someone could be ready to kill him at any time.
What will be the consequences if such a mechanical cultist is allowed to join?
"Priest Loken, I sympathize with your situation, but..."
Soshyan shook his head.
"...The Adeptus Astartes is not a refuge, it is a group that is ready to dedicate everything to the Empire and humanity, just like our more than seven hundred brothers who died in the war."
< br>"I, I am also willing to sacrifice everything for humanity and the way of Omnisiah!"
Loken hurriedly held the mechanical gear on his chest with both hands.
"If you, my lords, had not come, I would have used my final authority to destroy the entire orbital station to ensure that the Glory Saber would not fall into the enemy's hands!"
Soshyan looked at Loken, and he was probably convinced that what the other party said was true.
But this is not important.
"This will be a difficult and difficult road. Once you embark on it, there will be no turning back. Have you really made up your mind, Priest Loken?"
"I have decided. Sir! No, Chapter Leader!"
Loken nodded hard without any hesitation.
"Okay, then I, the Chapter Master of the Astral Knights Chapter, Soshyan Alexei, invites Brother Loken to join the Astral Knights Chapter as the technical priest of the Starfire."
" Thank you very much! Thank you very much!”
Loken nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Suddenly he suddenly remembered something and hit his head hard with the gear.
“Damn! I almost forgot that!”
He raised his head and said to Soshyan:
"Chapter Leader, I almost forgot something. It was left by my mentor. It is said to be... well, a finely crafted long sword customized by a chapter leader a hundred years ago. The mentor put a lot of effort into it. Originally, it was... I wanted to send this batch of supplies to the Obsidian Fortress, but before completing the last step, the instructor... But I have already completed the last step!"
As he said that, he moved his hand to No. 5. Point to the warehouse.
"Chapter Commander, please follow me."
Soshiyang really didn't expect such an unexpected gain. After he followed Loken into Warehouse No. 5, he found that there were piles of There is a large amount of ordnance, but it seems that they should all be weapons used by mortals. The largest number of them is the standard laser gun used by the Astra Militarum. In the deepest part of the warehouse, there was a separate compartment. Loken opened the compartment with his biometric code, and Soshyan had to bend down to squeeze in.
But after entering, his eyes were immediately attracted.
In the stasis field at the end of the compartment, there is a red long sword floating, which looks like a stream of flowing magma from a distance.
It is a quarter longer than the power swords used by the Astartes, but is also a third narrower, making it appear slightly slender and elegant.
Soshiyang came closer to observe, and found that the sword body of the long sword was made of unknown materials. The metal surface had wonderful patterns like rolling flames, and there was a thin line on the central axis of the long sword. The blood groove extends from the tip of the sword to the handle.
The shape of the hilt is like an eagle's wings spread out and burning. The hilt is wrapped with circles of golden coils. You can tell it has been carefully crafted.
"My instructor didn't tell me much about this sword. He just told me that it's called the Holy Flame Sword. The materials used are provided by the Astral Knights. The force field generator on it can create extremely high energy when activated. temperature, and if the surrounding environment is also high, it can automatically recharge... But what concerns me most is that this sword can connect to the constant temperature system of the power armor through the isothermal coil on the hilt to conduct heat. To the user..."
Loken looked at the sword and scratched his head.
“…You must know that the temperature when the force field is activated can directly carbonize a person. Even if the temperature transmitted is only a very small part, it is enough to make a person faint from the heat. I don’t quite understand this function. I installed this part according to my mentor’s wishes.”
Hearing this, Soshiyang thought, and he realized that this sword that was made a hundred years ago was by no means the original one. To be used by the Chapter Master.
But it is reserved for him to use a hundred years later!
Whenever he uses the powerful ability of gray marrow, those biomass metals will absorb the heat from his body crazily. This absorption speed cannot even be compensated by the constant temperature system of the power armor.
But with the Sheng Yan Sword as an additional "heater", the time he can use the gray marrow can be greatly extended, and he will no longer be in the embarrassment he had just before the battle.
"Its meaning..."
Soshiyang stretched out his hand, reached into the stasis force field, broke through the slight resistance and grasped the hilt of the Sheng Yan Sword.
“It’s big.”
The moment he dragged the sword out of the stasis force field, Soshyan's thumb brushed over the runes of the force field generator, and the blade of the sword was suddenly covered with a layer of crimson mist amid a low groan.
"Hot, hot, hot!"
The moment the force field was activated, the heat wave spread to all directions with Soshyan as the center. Loken felt as if he was on Ma'kande No. 2 In the melting pot, he immediately jumped back, but the edges of his robe were still scorched black and curled by the heat.
Soshiyang looked at the long sword. The heat wave could be felt even through the power armor, and even the air was distorted as far as he could see.
At the same time, there was a heat that spread up along his arms and reached his neck.
Sweat immediately broke out from his skin, and Soshyan turned off the force field generator.
Turning around to see Loken huddled in the corner wiping sweat, Soshyan immediately realized that he had almost cooked him, so he said apologetically:
"Sorry, I I didn't notice that the space here is too small."
"No, it's okay. Is this Sheng Yan Sword still handy?"
"It's great."
"That's great. I believe that in your hands, Chapter Master, he will be able to drink the blood of the enemies of the empire."
Loken said, taking down a sword from the wall nearby. Sheath, holding it in front of Soshyan with both hands.
"Yes."
Soshiyang nodded slightly, then put the sword into its sheath and hung it on his waist.
(End of this chapter)