Chapter 388 The Legacy of the Eighth Legion
Lukovos’ question made everyone tense up, except Talos who still had that calm attitude.
Later, he replied with an elaborative tone:
“I can’t say for sure, maybe a few hours, maybe a few days, everything depends on what they use to hunt us. Strength, assuming they landed an army, we probably wouldn't last long, but at least there would be more brutal bloodshed than in a fair fight, hours and days were longer than minutes, I knew which one I would choose. ”
After hearing his words, the warriors held their weapons in hand and leaned forward - the atmosphere changed and all the reluctance disappeared.
Talos continued.
"The Echoes of the Curse are also unlikely to survive. Once the Eldar are free of the Scream's influence, it will stick on us like a second skin. Everyone who wants to survive must be ready. Evacuate the ship, and then in order to prevent the orbital station from causing more trouble for us, I will let the cursed echo crash it."
"And how many souls are there on board?"
< br>"We're not sure, maybe 20,000 or 30,000."
"We can't evacuate that many people, and we can't afford the necessary crew members to leave their posts. What would you tell them?" ”
"Say nothing."
Talos replied frankly.
"As Captain, I will remain on the bridge with them until the very end
so that the crew will not realize that the Legion is abandoning them."
"It's so cold-blooded."
Selion made a teasing comment, causing laughter among the surrounding people.
Talos just rolled his eyes helplessly.
"A necessary act, thinking this is a last-ditch battle, and no one will be spared... The First Talon will stay with me to arrange the final surprise for our Eldar, the rest of you will pass through the landing pod Land with the Thunder Eagle on the surface of the planet, and then establish a stronghold to prepare for everything that follows."
Taros placed his hands on the imaging device with a solemn tone.
“But everyone must remember that even if we escape the Eldar catastrophe, the empire’s punishment will come soon. Don’t think about being able to escape unscathed... This may sound bad, But at least the Imperials will find the survivors we left on the planet and spread our deeds, but the Eldar will have no mercy on humans, they come for our flesh and blood."
Lukovus smiled evilly.
"All of a sudden, you're talking about survival? Brother, what are the chances of us surviving?"
Talos' only answer was an unusually unpleasant smile.
A few hours later, the Prophet and Valiel walked through his private apothecary. The facilities here were more specific in scope than those of the Mechanic Bishop, and there were much fewer slaves and servants. .
“How many jobs do you want me to give up?”
Valier's voice was filled with reluctance. Beside him, the servitors were busy carrying the Petri dishes and the sleeping Transformers in them.
Talos’s eyes have been fixed on those people in the petri dish, those teenagers.
"Valiel, listen to me for a moment."
"I'm listening."
"You can't fight with us on Nessen Six .”
Valier's ice-blue eyes slowly narrowed and he stared at Talos coldly.
“You told a funny joke.”
“No joke, Valier, you hold the key to the future of the Legion. I want to send you away before the battle, Dieter Rian's spaceship can fly in subspace... If you go with him, your instruments and the results of your work will be the same."
"No, I refuse."
"This is not the case. Debate is not about sharing opinions, brother, it’s an order.”
"No."
Valiel pulled the peeling skin from his cowl, revealing the winged skull beneath - the symbol of the Eighth Legion looking back at Talos with sunken eye sockets.
"I am the same as you, wearing the badge of the Eighth Legion, and I will fight with you to the death, in that worthless little world." "You don't owe me anything, Valier ...No more debt."
This time, Valier looked almost stunned.
"Owe you? Owe you!? Is this how you view our brotherhood? A series of favors that need to be repaid? I will stand with you because we are all soldiers of the Eighth Legion! Brother, Talos, we We are comrades in life and death."
"I appreciate your recognition, but not this time."
"You can't-"
"I want to do it. Just do whatever you want. Captain Markarian agrees with me, so that’s what I decided. Moreover, there is no extra space on Dietrian’s ship to accommodate more than ten soldiers. It is best to use it for storage and must return it. A relic to the Legion, you and your work must be protected first."
Valiel took a breath.
"Have you ever realized how often you interrupt people? It's almost as annoying as Ursus constantly licking his teeth."
"I'll remember that."
Talos replied.
"For the rest of my life I will try to remedy this worrying character flaw... Now, are you ready? If I give you 12 hours and as many servants as you want How many servants can you guarantee to load all your equipment onto Dietrian's ship?"
Valier bared his teeth and gave an unusual smile.
"Okay."
"That's good. Speaking of which, I haven't seen you lose your temper yet."
Valier rubbed his closed eyes with his fingertips.
“You ask too much of me.”
“Is that so? By the way, I need you to do something else, Valier.”
The pharmacist met the prophet's eyes again and felt some uneasiness in the other person's tone.
“What?”
“After we leave, I want you to find Malek of the Black Guards.”
Valier raised a thin eyebrow. .
"I will never return to the Maelstrom, Talos, Huron will chop my head off."
"I don't believe that Malek would leave Huron there, nor do I believe that the Black Armored Guards would be willing to join the Blood Reavers. They must have boarded the Red Pirates' ship for another reason, although I don't know what the reason is, but I believe in him no matter what happens... If you can find him, tell him that the plan worked, that Markaryon has been reborn, and that the War Philosopher continues to command, leading the 10th Company once again on the final night."
< br>"I will pretend not to understand that these words are very much like my last words...is that all?"
"Also, apologize to him on my behalf."
Valier said deeply He looked at Talos and nodded slowly.
"That's all fine, but Dietrian's ship can't go very far. It's too small for long-distance voyages, and we all know that."
"It doesn't need to go far, it just needs to get out of here."
Valier snorted dissatisfied.
"The Eldar might catch up with us."
"Yes, they might. So, any other complaints? You're wasting the last bit of time I can give you. ."
"What about Octavia? How can we sail the sea of souls without a pilot?"
Talos smiled.
"Because of this, she will leave with you."
(End of this chapter)