Chapter 1338 Legion Assembly
For the former Fourteenth Legion, it has been many years since there has been such a large-scale gathering. Battleships of large and small sizes came from every crack of the Plague Star, and the corrupt space port and pour forth from the fortress of darkness.
Those living ships, surrounding the huge sickly yellow star, were like a long string of filthy spots spread out, and the dark green sign lights were dim and weak.
Under the shadow of the God of Plague, these metal creations are eroded every day by the decay that can make all things wither, but they are also nourished by it, becoming one of the countless paradoxes in subspace—— The most powerful yet the sickest, the most decadent yet solid, the most unified yet the most changeable.
Most battleships are engraved with their own unique symbols, indicating that they belong to a certain war gang. Although the Death Guard is famous for its unity, in fact, serious conflicts inevitably occurred during the ten thousand years of war. Split.
However, under the command of the original body, many warbands such as the Pale Hands, the Fertiles, the Choir of Rot, the Lord of Darkness, the Plague Apostles, the Rotting Claws, the Weepers, and the Carrion Hounds put aside many of their past prejudices and once again Unite under the banner of the Plague God and fight for one goal.
Looking at the magnificent fleet outside, Luo Ga, the leader of the Plague Lord warband (this guy really has this name, I can only use this homophony to avoid duplication of names) couldn't help but sigh.
As a non-legion warband, they are not welcome here, and almost no warships are willing to approach them, although their bodies are as corrupt as those of the descendants of the Fourteenth Legion.
But their bloodline is always doubtful.
According to the only historical records of the warband, the Plague Lords were once a loyal Space Marine chapter called the "Spears of the Wyverns", and were forced by Saint Barius to carry out the Abyssal Expedition. One of the 30 Space Marine Chapters.
But no one knows how the Winged Dragon Spear Chapter became the Plague Lords it is today. In short, they became believers of the Corruption God, obeyed the orders of the Corrupted Primarch, and even participated in the famous attack on Vraks. City battle.
Luo Ga knows little about the origins of this. He does not like to study the past like the previous warband leader.
His world is shallow, full of murder and obsession, driven only by current impulses and contempt, rather than the intricate causes and effects of history.
The leader of the warband then looked out of the near-view window of the bridge and saw part of his ship, the Stone of Sorrow.
Groups after clusters of proliferations wrapped around it and condensed on it. The huge turret was almost completely covered by bubbling synapses. It was difficult to recreate the original appearance of the ship, and Luo Ga is not a shipbuilder, and he doesn't bother to waste energy on imagining.
It has been nearly five hundred years since the Stone of Sorrow became the active home of the warband, but it still maintains excellent performance. Although the ship's latent consciousness will deliberately exclude the residents above from time to time, its power cannot be underestimated.
Years of wear and tear have made its bones stronger, its creaking arsenal more devastating, its engines running more powerfully and always roaring like life.
Perhaps it will never be a flexible ship, and its firepower will never match that of a fully armed battleship, nor can it send a huge formation of fighter planes to the battlefield like an aircraft carrier, but it will Still an incredibly tough ancient warrior.
With dissatisfaction with the alienation, Luo Ga touched the convex corners on his forehead and sat back in his seat amidst the buzzing of mosquitoes.
Everyone in the warband is excited about what is to come, even the stubborn zombie pharmacist is visibly excited.
Luo Ga tapped his soft knees with his armored fingers. He could see the captain just a hundred meters ahead, his body sunk deep in a grid composed of circular nutrition tubes.
Like most captains in the service of the Plague God, he has become part of the warship, his limbs and torso fused into a ganglion of wires and plugs, his eyes connected by tubes leading to external sensors Covered, the fingers lost consciousness in the twisting and shaking of the signal relay.
Luo Ga could see chickenpox on the exposed skin of the other man's neck, and it was already serious enough that he might live for a few more years before insanity or physical collapse ended his long life.
He will then rot, integrate into the flight capsule, and become fertilizer, providing rich nutrients for the survival of his successor after transplanting the next captain.
For those who care about these things, especially those who are priests, this is part of the great trajectory of rebirth, the essence of the great teachings.
Luo Ga turned his head and looked out the window. Starships were crowded from all directions, and even his twisted soul was slightly rippled.
The entire space seemed to have completely disappeared, replaced by a forest of plasma filled with the light of over-mixed thrusters.
Then he saw that thing. Among the many famous warships, that one stands out.
Since the beginning of recorded history, it has contended with monsters and legendary warships with deep roots, and it remains powerful to this day.
It was perhaps the most sinister-looking of all the ships present, twisted and altered by the power of the god, so rotten that it would have fallen apart had it not been for the power of the Plague God pulsing within its ancient heart.
Looking from a distance, the old ship's spine has been severely corroded, and its ridges are mixed with dissolved heavy metals and bubbling plague broth. For this reason, its precise dimensions are impossible. Sure, because it's obscured by a cloud of warp flies covering thousands of kilometers.
Over countless centuries, it has formed a permanent closed zone, with thick layers of insects flying around in space. Such a scene is completely impossible to occur in reality.
But Luo Ga's sight could penetrate those shields, and he could see two large holes in the rusty bow, outlining a circle of iron rings, which were covered with yellowed tusks. It's like two terrifying giant mouths.
If you were swallowed by that huge mouth, it would definitely feel like being swallowed by a living thing.
Of course, this is pretty close to reality.
"The Final Ship is also here."
Luo Gamo rubbed his fingers and said the name of this great ship.
The Terminus is a Predator-class battleship and the prototype of this type of battleship. It was completed in a shipyard on the moon. Because of its unique design, its size and power exceed previous models, but it is also more powerful. bulky.
The Emperor created this ship for his own Space Marine Legion and gave it to the Dusk Raiders, who would become the Death Guard.
The Terminus was a huge warship even during the Great Crusade. Its hive-like hull carried firepower capable of leveling cities. Its deck was large enough to accommodate hundreds of aircraft. Its distinctive forked bow It can serve as a launch bay and gun deck, meaning it can launch assault boats while conducting orbital bombardment of a planet.
Not long after the Primarch's return, the Terminus became the flagship of Typhons, First Captain of the Death Guard, and was corrupted by the Plague God during the Great Heresy, growing and twisting, even to this day.
To the Imperium, this battleship has become a blasphemy to the Emperor, an incurable wound from the Great Heresy, and an eternal reminder of treachery.
While Luo Ga was deep in thought, the communications officer's sticky voice suddenly sounded.
"Master, the flagship sent an order and we were organized into the second assault group."
"Received, are there any more?"
"The new coordinates have been transmitted, and we will go to the door of the eternal secret code."
Hearing that name, Luo Ga was stunned for a moment. Never heard of this at all.
“What is that?”
“The command did not mention it.”
"Okay, what is the target of this attack?"
"Comoros."
The branch line has been deleted and the previous two chapters have been revised. Please read it again
(End of this chapter)