Chapter 1202 The Last Chance
Although it escaped annihilation, the Blood Curse was still in poor condition. It struggled in the subspace, and the Geller force field covering it fluctuated and cracked. The necrotic matter leaking from the warp is like pus flowing from a rotten wound, and it is surrounding the dying battleship.
And its hull is full of plasma and debris, and the engine is burning weakly, like a patient's gasp - the wounds left by the bombing on the hull are still bleeding. If not treated as soon as possible, The patient can only die slowly and painfully.
But it can do nothing, only deathly silence.
“I thought no one would find me here.”
This is the ruins of the former church of the Blood Curse, but now only the ruins remain. Sanguinius is depicted on the rusted steel on the walls and ceiling, looking down at his descendants who are in dire straits, Santo Joel. The former champion sat helplessly on a stone bench.
Technical Sergeant Frank walked over gently and sat on the stone bench opposite the Chapter Leader.
"There is no place to relax on this ship, Chapter Master, and I found you without much difficulty."
"What is our situation?"
Santo Joel tilted his head back, leaning against a section of the torn wall, looking blankly at Sanguinius on the broken ceiling.
"It can't get worse. The Geller force field is failing. We can't stay in subspace for too long."
"Can we go further?"
"I'm afraid not. ."
"Okay, how's the reactor going?"
Frank suffered a serious facial injury in his early service and required his entire face to be reconstructed, and he had an artificial subdermal mask implanted, and His appearance was almost the same, but it also transformed the tech sergeant into a facial paralysis.
Santo Joel knew that this taught the technical sergeant to convey most information with his eyes, and the other person's eyes told him that the news was definitely not good.
"We only have fuel remnants left. Their last attack destroyed most of the fuel we were carrying, the remaining reactors and fuel are only enough for one more subspace jump, now we need more fuel , otherwise we will lose power forever."
"Then you have to at least tell me, where to get it?"
"There are enough refining equipment on the ship to convert anything into. Fuel, any civilized world can provide something I can use."
"Ah, a civilized world, I hope we can find it before we are all drowned in the subspace."
Santo Joel sighed and stretched his legs forward, looking weak.
"Chapter Commander, you are blaming yourself."
"That's a good guess. Is there any other way?"
"Seek help from others."
"Others? Are there 'others' around us besides our enemies? Anyone would have every reason to drive us to an end."
"But this is the only chance, Chapter Master."
"Perhaps I am no longer fit to be a Chapter Master."
"Chapter Master, that is not your fault."
"I have to be responsible for my war group. It was me who indulged the soldiers. When the war group is in trouble, do I have to pretend that I have no fault?"
"If it weren't for you, we would May have been eliminated by the Inquisition many years ago.”
"We did survive, but we only have one-fifth of our original strength left. It was me who caused us to enter the battlefield, and the cost of escaping was the sacrifice of many brothers. I'm worried that now we are just It's just a matter of survival, a dying struggle, gradually weakening until extinction, and what should I do?"
"If this is what you are worried about,"
The technical sergeant said calmly. : "Then death is not far away from us."
"If I had the chance to choose, I would never choose such a fate, but fate has never given me a choice. opportunity. It is impossible for us to fight for humanity as we used to, but I will not forget the role that fate gave me, and that is why I am responsible for what happens to us, because I made a choice."
The tech sergeant sighed and shook his head.
“Many years ago, the Chapter sent those of us with technological ambitions to Mars to learn from them the knowledge given to them by the God of Machines, and there I learned that even a wounded machine, A burning wreckage is not a destroyed thing in their view, but a potential masterpiece. This is the method of the Mechanicum to pursue the footsteps of the God of All Machines, because they regard all machines as belonging to the Almighty Mechanic God. Potential Vessel. Chapter Master, we are not destroyed, we are not lost, we will always be the Sons of Sanguinius."
"But now I don't know what to do."
< br>"I'll tell you what to do."
At this time, the communicator on the technical body came with a buzzing report, and then he looked at Santo Joel.
"Chapter Commander, now we have come to the edge of a planetary system, where we have our last chance."
"What?"
"Naisen System, the Astral Knights Chapter The home world is also the location of the Suffering Alliance. We can reach it with a short jump."
"You——"
Santo Joel lowered his head and looked at the technical sergeant in surprise. , he naturally knew about the existence of this alliance, but he had never had any thoughts in this regard.
"Is this the opportunity you mentioned?"
The technical sergeant nodded seriously.
“This is our only chance. Since they are willing to take in the Weepers, it is possible to take in us, even if it is temporary, it can give us some respite.”
“If Do they refuse and attack us? "
"Then this is our fateful moment, and so I leave the choice to you, Chapter Master. "
Santo Joel frowned and thought about it, but he didn't know much about this alliance, and he only heard about it because of several major battles.
It is said that this alliance was initiated by Soshyan Alexey, the chapter leader of the Astral Knights. What will the other party’s attitude be like?
Finally, he made up his mind.
“Go.”
Santo Joel looked at the technical sergeant.
"If you think this can save us all, then go ahead and do it."
"Understood, Chapter Master, then I will perform the subspace jump now."
Sang Thor Joel stared at Frank's retreating back, the Techmarine following him steadfastly from the beginning, never wavering even in the midst of bloody conflicts with official Imperial institutions.
As a student of the Adeptus Mechanicus, Frank remained loyal to the Chapter.
His decision, Santo Joel chooses to trust.
Then, he raised his head, met Sanguinius' eyes again, and put his hands into fists against his forehead.
"Merciful Father, please give us your last mercy——"
(End of this chapter)