Chapter 991: Chaos
Although there have been constant small-scale battles on the front line, it seems that the Black Legion still has not made any big moves. Abaddon seems to be very patient, as if he has determined that the empire cannot quickly eliminate the surrounded ones. hunting group.
And Soshyan is also waiting. He believes that Abaddon is definitely not the one who is trapped in the city.
But not everyone understands Soshyan’s siege strategy, including those who previously supported it. His people.
“We cannot wait like this indefinitely, Brother Soshyan.”
Azrael spoke his mind and knew Soshyan had to answer.
The two Chapter Masters were pacing on a corridor in the fortress of Camp Vos. Thirty meters below them, the armored Honor Guards of the two Chapters were on guard.
This is the second time in a month that Azrael has come to talk to Soshyan.
It was approaching dusk at this time, and Soshyan spent most of his time today adjusting deployment and allocating supplies, and also had to coordinate trivial matters that occurred when various troops were stationed.
Originally, these things were supposed to be done by the planet's governor, but Colonel Stryker's understanding of official business was not much better than that of the Ogryns, and there was not much left of the planet's bureaucracy, so it was simply Shi Yang had to do it himself
"The warriors have become impatient, and as time goes by, the planet itself becomes more and more corrupted."
The Supreme Master stopped and looked south, across the rolling mountains. .
When dusk fell, the lights of many strongholds in the mountainous area flickered. Looking further into the distance, he seemed to be able to see the smoke surrounding Fortress No. 7.
The evening breeze blew up the smoke and dust above the road, and you could smell the blood inside.
"As the saying goes, a single move can affect the whole body. Brother Azriel, have you ever thought that Abaddon just wants us to get into trouble? He has painstakingly planned to launch a war. We are currently It’s not even possible to guess at its goals, but at least the initiative is now in our hands.”
"We have no way of guessing the traitor's thinking, just like a wounded, mad beast trying to protect itself."
"The Great Predator is by no means a beast, and a beast will not cause trouble to the empire for ten thousand years. "
Azrael sighed, turned around, and leaned against the gray stone of the railing.
“Continuing to wait may bring consequences that cannot be predicted by theory.”
“For example?”
"We all face a dilemma."
"You can avoid your responsibilities today, but you won't be able to tomorrow."
"I didn't avoid anything."
Azrael Looking at Soshyan, I couldn't guess what he was thinking. Few people could make him feel so obscure, but every move of the Soshyan Chapter Leader seemed to give him a look full of profound meaning.
Soshyan came closer, looked at Azrael, and spoke in a low voice.
"Do you believe me, brother?"
Half an hour later, Azrael left the Voss camp, taking his warriors with him.
When Veronica found Soshyan, he was walking in the long corridor on the roof terrace behind the mansion, seeming to be in a daze.
Although she looked small in front of him, her graceful figure made her look dignified and elegant.
“You’re thinking of him.”
she said, sitting on a marble bench next to trimmed bushes, wearing a simple white coat lined with dark lace at the collar and sleeves, her hair tucked neatly behind a blue lady's hat.
“Who?”
The Elf girl paused slightly to meet his gaze.
"Of course Azrael, but I believe that part of your mind is also thinking about your late Primarch."
"How do you say this?"
"When you are troubled these days, there is a longing on your face, and I can see your eyes looking back on the past."
"When did you learn to read the look in my eyes."< br>
Soshyan stopped and ran a finger along the branches of a coniferous tree hanging over the path.
To him it was head-high, but not to the gardener. "If I said it was innate, would you believe it?"
"A gift? It is indeed a gift."
"So what are you doubting?"
"I'm not entirely sure the Dark Angels will continue to support me."
" That’s all?”
Soshiyang spent some time organizing his thoughts and organizing words to express his worries about the confusing war situation.
Ultimately, it all boils down to one simple statement, an unspeakable statement.
But Veronica knew that Soshyan still did not express her true worries.
“Do you need me to say something?”
She stood up.
“No.”
Soshyan looked away for a moment, then looked back at her.
"The Dark Angels are not true allies."
"I understand."
Veronica shook her head and took out a pair from her coat pocket Black gloves, wear them while talking.
“You can’t completely trust them now, they have their little secrets.”
"And there has been no news from Sol for a long time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Soshyan regretted it.
It seemed that he had doubts about Sol.
"He has a lot to do."
Veronica saw through Soshyan's mind.
"Now you just need to do your job and not make random guesses. I don't know that Saul, but I can see that he is a deep-minded but not evil person. He has experienced too much. We can't really understand many words and deeds, but since you choose to believe in him, you must also believe in your own choice."
After speaking, she stepped forward and put her hand on Soshiyang's arm. Look towards an iron arch that surrounds the garden wall not far away.
"You haven't eaten for several days. Anyway, go and enjoy a dinner."
"Yeah."
Almost at the same time, row A dim shadow shrouded the sky above the Death Star.
This shadow came from the lower orbital space, but neither the instruments in orbit nor on the ground found any abnormalities.
Garmo Zejie rarely does such risky things, but the situation forced him to take a risk once. With the help of Tubek, this precise short-distance subspace jump requires a large amount of spiritual energy to be consumed at one time. Or, at the same time, in order to avoid being detected by Imperial warships, the Geller force field cannot be turned on.
For most ships, this is no different from committing suicide, but for Garmo Zejie, this is what he is good at dealing with now.
Before falling into the arms of the dark power, Garmo Zejie also complained to the young apprentices about the "corrosion" or "chaos" of the subspace, as well as its "fickle" nature.
But he now understands that these are all nonsense.
It is true that the Warp is fickle, and its malevolence is real and alive.
But at the same time, this powerful and dark spiritual entity is also immune to any random influences from the outside world. It is consistent. The physical mutations given by the gods are never random or unreasonable mutations.
On the contrary, it was the crazy subspace that was personally creating its favorite servant. It was from understanding this that Garmo Zejie began to face the changes in his body.
(End of this chapter)