Chapter 951 Mephisto's Suspicion
Dante took the data pad and looked at it for a while, then sighed and placed it on the table.
"Abaddon invaded the planet of Permalink in a large scale, and this happened more than a year ago."
Then he put his arm on the table and spoke to Mephisto , said:
“Are you worried that the Black Legion will release this demon?”
"If nothing else happens, this is inevitable."
"But you don't look very nervous."
"Well, I asked someone to find out, Astral Knight, Dark Angel , the White Templars all went to the Paiji Star."
"Star Knights."
Dante blinked, but said nothing.
Mephisto looked at his chapter leader and immediately determined that the other party must know something, because the other party did not have any doubts about the Astral Knights going to the Pavilion Star - the Astral Knights had been there for a long time Something feels wrong.
“Then what do you think, Mephisto.”
“I want to go to the Pavilion Star, even alone.”
But Dante shook his head. Shaking his head, he rejected the think tank's proposal.
“The Chapter has just completed the task of clearing out the Genestealer Sect. The soldiers are still repairing. What’s the point of going alone? Since all three Chapters are involved, it means that things will not change. It’s very bad, not to mention that it’s so far away from the Paiji star. It will probably be over by the time you arrive.”
"I have a way to arrive quickly. Just give me a frigate."
Dante still disagreed.
"We must trust our other battle-brothers that they can handle such things."
"No, Chapter Master, to be honest, I have my doubts about the Astral Knights."
Dante was stunned for a few seconds, then asked:
"Why?"
"They are abnormal, not in behavior or mentality, but in feeling. Their warrior styles are very different. It's like several battle groups from different cultures blended together. I I have dealt with people from the Death Watch before, and the two gave me very similar feelings."
Dante looked at his think tank and sighed slightly.
"They have their own missions and tasks, Mephisto, you don't need to doubt them now."
Mephisto looked at his chapter leader with burning eyes. , and then suddenly stood up.
"Then Chapter Master, I personally apply to go to the Alliance of Suffering. I want to chat with Malakin of the Lamenters."
"Give me a suitable reason."
Mephisto knew that he had to convince his Chapter Master with irrefutable facts. After all, it was good to be feared by everyone - people would always pay attention to his actions.
Then, the think tank waved to summon his winged servitor: it flapped its wings and flew out of the fragrant shadow, struggling to hold the heavy metal tray in its hand.
Mephisto took the tray and placed it gently under the slowly rotating holographic star map.
As the star map swirled, the lines and points twisted by the stream of light shone on the smooth tray. Dante leaned forward and studied the obscure lines engraved on the metal, as well as the strings of symbols and scattered patterns. His eyes widened in surprise.
"The primarch's divination disk is really completely different from when I first gave it to you."
Mephisto was not happy, these characters seemed to have come from him It burst out from a corner of his consciousness - but he had no understanding of that corner.
He has spent more than ten years deciphering those words and sentences, and deciphering the mysterious connections between fragments of words and obscure illustrations. Even some parts have eluded him to this day.
Most of the symbols were intricate carvings, and the remaining vague and rough symbols gave him some impression - he vaguely remembered how he bent his fingers to make the marks, using cracked nails and blood The dripping fingertips serve as brushes, writing frantically and without stopping. A corner of the divination disk is engraved with a pattern similar to the holographic star map shining in the sky. The gaps between the coordinates and intersections of the star map are filled with rows of fine traces - pieces of poetry and poetry wrapped in dense and complex network lines. Mathematical equations.
After looking at it for a while, Mephisto reached out and pointed at a symbol - a square with nine wings.
“This is the perfect point where my thoughts have converged. All the research over the years has finally led to this point - to this place.”
Following the clues, His finger left the symbol and pointed to a passage written in an ancient language.
The messy scrawled text is twisted and ugly. They originate from the madness flowing in the warp. Mephisto knows that only he can decipher this kind of text.
"Signus."
"Is it Signus One?"
Dante is no stranger to this name. The Blood Angels' preservation of historical archives has been used by many founding groups. It is the best there, and many shocking secrets are hidden in the ancient and deep library of Baal Moon.
Mephisto nodded and turned his attention to the text again.
“An almost forgotten world, the Empire no longer has any information about it, but in fact it was not completely destroyed, it was just transferred to the Ghoul Star by some unknown force.”
As he spoke, he glanced at Dante.
"All dreams and divination results are warning me, warning me not to ignore the undercurrents roiling here."
"What does it have to do with the Weeper?"< br>
Mephisto raised his hand and pointed elsewhere on the tray, his fingertips poking at a small engraving - it was a flame painted in a freehand style.
“I spent some time searching for some clues about the Weepers in various places. This chapter was established when the Cursed Army was founded, and their first mission after its establishment was to attack the zombies. An expedition was launched on a world occupied by aliens in the Ghost Star District."
Dante frowned and tapped his fingers on the table.
“You continue.”
“Since that expedition, this chapter has shown some strange signs. For example, their successive chapter leaders have been called the Watchers of the Abyss. , and there are no more Blood Thirst and Black Fury in the war group."
"The pharmacist has contacted them and found no problems. Nothing special has been found."
< br>"Lord, do you remember what happened to Signus One."
Dante nodded, of course he knew what had happened.
At the end of the Great Crusade, Sanguinius received a mission from Warmaster Horus: to recapture the Signus Star Cluster from the alien invasion and liberate humanity from its oppressors.
However. When they arrived, they found that the entire galaxy had been swallowed up by the demonic corruption of the Chaos Gods. In particular, a Grand Keeper of Slaanesh who called himself Kyris the Twisted, led the Blood Angels into a completely demonic world. World, Signus One.
The entire operation was actually a trap by Horus trying to eliminate Sanguinius. The Blood Angels Legion was caught off guard and suffered heavy losses, but in the end they regrouped and defeated the Demon Legion.
But a greater threat soon appeared. The bloodthirsty demon Ka'banha appeared and began to attack the Ninth Legion. Although it was still thwarted by the powerful Sanguinius, the power of Khorne brought The influence of the attack began to spread in the legion, and red thirst continued to appear in every soldier.
At this time, Chaos began to seduce Sanguinius, claiming that if he chose to join Chaos, he would cure the Ninth Legion's red thirst.
The kind-hearted Sanguinius hesitated. At this moment, Legion Apothecary Melos directly jumped into the trap instead of the original body, and told his father not to give up hope.
The sacrifice of Melos alerted Sanguinius, and he never considered any proposal given by the demon again, and completely defeated the demon and redeemed the Legion.
“If the Weepers were in dire straits on a certain world, and the warriors began to produce red thirst and black rage on a large scale, would it be very consistent with the situation of the legion at that time?”
But Din looked at Mephisto and stopped tapping on the table.
(End of this chapter)