Chapter 687 The Secret of Hades
“Commissar, with all due respect, how long do you think the hive can hold on?”
Belfgang’s voice was as smooth as honey, Ya Rick was not sure whether the other party used psychic powers, and he always felt uneasy when dealing with a wizard.
"A long time ago, I answered a similar question."
Arik sighed softly, holding the cup, and the heat in the cup enveloped his face.
"To be honest, I don't know. It may be a week, it may be two or three days, or we may not be able to hold on tonight."
"In fact, you persisted for six months."
"Well, every time I open my eyes, I feel that this may be the last day. There is almost never good news. Either here is lost, or there is surrounded. We are like standing on the edge of a cliff. We only need a moment. If the wind blows, you will fall into the abyss."
"Yes, despair is the most terrible chronic poison."
Belfgang put the tea cup to his mouth, and then Yaric paid attention. Yes, the lower part of the opponent's face can move.
"Do you want to hear my story?"
"If you are willing."
Belfgang was born in a family of ordinary civil servants in the middle-level nest of Hades. His father has been serving the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and when he reaches adulthood, he should also take over his father's work.
His original life was very simple, very ordinary, and very boring, until one day when he was 15 years old, after an accidental drunkenness, the talent in his body awakened.
It was a very terrible accident. When he woke up, the neighborhood where his family lived, including his parents, had been reduced to ashes.
After realizing what had happened, the panicked Belfgang hid in the lower hive to avoid pursuit by the relevant departments of the empire.
His nature was pure and good before, but the cruel environment made him more cautious, withdrawn and neurotic. What's more serious is that his uncontrollable spiritual power makes him encounter the entanglement of subspace forces at all times. The most serious one was when he was almost possessed by a demon.
Perhaps due to luck, when he was hiding underground in Hades, he accidentally broke into a strange area, and his psychic powers were also suppressed when he broke into that area.
At first, he tried to explore that space, but after encountering several dangers, he did not dare to continue. Instead, he used the special energy of the place to slow down the corrosion of the subspace power on him.
In the following decades, he has been active in the community of the bottom nest civilians, making a living by helping people drive away various ghosts and monsters, and also accepted employment from the nest gangs to obtain the psychic knowledge he needed.
By relying on this method, Belfgang grew up step by step, and used the psyker training manual and some ancient witchcraft books to learn to control the psychic energy in his body.
And his reputation spread unknowingly. While he was respected by people, he was also feared and resisted by people.
After that, he was hunted down by the empire's powerful agencies. Every time he was hunted down, he would hide in that secret space. This was also the key to his ability to escape for many years.
That place is hidden deep under the layers of Hades's hive and is almost impossible to discover.
"There is such a secret in Hades' Hive"
Yarrick digested the news he heard, and was annoyed that he didn't know enough about the hive. If he had known that there was such a space, many people might have been able to move inside and avoid the war.
"Okay, let's talk about business."
Belfgang put down the tea cup, which had already been drunk.
“I heard that Astartes reinforcements have arrived?”
“Yes, two Chapters.”
"Why are there no reinforcements?"
"Maybe it's because they don't have air superiority, maybe the Astartes have other plans, maybe... I can't tell."
"Maybe, They have given up hope here."
The psyker told a cruel reality.
“They don’t want to waste their troops on a losing battlefield.”
Alec sighed. "At least Chapter Master Soshyan said he would come to save us, and I believe him."
"Do you know a Chapter Master Astartes?"
"Twenty years ago, I fought alongside him."
"You have a good idea, Commissar Yarick. I also imagined that the hive city might fall soon, but you turned the situation around.”
"No, Belfgang, I didn't."
"Then you also understand what my existence means. Once you use my power, you may cause countless troubles in the future."
>Arek smiled.
"Maybe, but win or lose, I'm not prepared to leave Hades alive, so I don't care if a wizard is on our side?"
"Correction, Not a wizard, a psyker.”
"Sorry."
Arik was silent for a moment, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.
About two minutes later, he said:
"Recently, the greenskins have frequently used psychic energy to harass our positions. Can you feel it?"
"Okay."
Belfgang nodded.
“Actually, I felt them from the moment they came to the orbit of the planet. The green skins are very special. When they gather together, they will produce a large amount of chaotic spiritual energy, which is slightly different from spiritual energy and more violent. And it's uncontrollable, and the same must be true for their psychics."
"It seems that you are mentally prepared."
Yarrick opened a holographic map, and there was only one left on it. The lower and middle nest areas.
“The activity of the green skins has decreased slightly recently, but I don’t think they have given up. I have a hunch that they will launch a very large-scale attack. This may be a decisive battle. All who can I have arranged the mobilization of defenses on these fronts, as well as the defense forces here on the northern city wall.”
He pointed to several areas.
“The northern city area worries me the most because it is in disrepair and suffered a crash a few years ago. Although the protective wall has been temporarily repaired, it is easily breached. The greenskins may take it there. As the main attack point."
"I don't know anything about military affairs. Everything will be subject to your arrangements."
"You will be stationed in the north and equipped with a professional guard and a fighter. Wing Machine, your transfers may be frequent in the future, we only have one powerful psyker"
"Understood"
"Okay, that's it for today. I have prepared a separate room for you. You can rest for half a day and the guards will take you there."
Belfgang stood up from the chair and was about to leave, but Suddenly he turned around again.
"There is one thing."
"What?"
"Just this morning, I felt another powerful spiritual energy coming to the orbit of the planet. It scares me, if not another powerful psyker, then it could have been"
Yarick frowned, and it was really a wave of ups and downs.
"What is it?"
"Astartes Think Tank."
After saying that, Balfgang turned and left, the door closed behind him, and the people in the room Yarick was silent for a long time——
(End of this chapter)