Chapter 1388 'The Insubstantial' Occam
Since his wonderful performance in Proko Sanctuary, Occam has become a legend among many Alpha Lords. The losses were heavy, but soon more warriors heard the news and joined his command.
Everyone looked at the legend walking towards him. Only Philo Rona did not pay attention. Instead, he looked at the members following the legend, and could hardly restrain his contempt and noticed Zago A. The existence of Yara, this guy used to be a son of the Emperor. Only the Emperor knew how he joined an Alpha warband and became the right-hand man of the Raid Commander.
There are three warriors following Occam, including Zago Ayala. Their power armors are all painted a dull emerald green, and the surface of the armor is shaped into scales, which is cold and cold. There was a shimmering light outside the ceramic armor, causing the terrifying shape to be dyed blue by the light emitted from the surrounding walls. The visual sensors on the snake-shaped helmet were as bright red as flames. The shoulder armor was inlaid with bronze and gold rims, and in the center was The scary three-headed snake logo.
One of them should be a master forger, or dimensional blacksmith, but Philo Rona does not know the specific name. The third space warrior looks like an apothecary, at least what he has on his hands Surgical devices illustrate this point.
When Philo Rona observed several people, the dimensional blacksmith also glanced at him.
After all, whoever he was, he was a wizard, and he emanated an underlying spiritual energy field that shone like a star to anyone with the ability to see it.
Then Occam strode into the room, letting the door behind him hiss shut, and took off his helmet, allowing the Space Marines in front of him to see his face clearly for the first time. .
This raid commander has high eyebrows, an angular chin, a shaved scalp, and a pair of sharp eyes. At the same time, there is a deep scar on his face that extends from his right jawline. To the left temple.
But if you look closely at the eyes, you will find that the eyes resemble turquoise snake pupils.
However, it is these eyes that attract everyone's attention, as if providing a window into a soul that is also tortured by myth and confusion.
"Greetings to you, soldiers of the Legion, each and every one of you."
Ockham said seriously:
"When you come to the Exterminator At that time, I said that I was honored by your arrival. Now time is running out. We are approaching Comoros. The early reconnaissance of the Fourteenth Army shows that they are about to have a big operation in the near future. We must I had to take a precaution before they could figure out why they were here. If necessary, we would probably fight the common enemy together with the aliens."
Filo Rona finally raised his head. He came, fixing his eyes on the Assault Master, and besides him, more than one Space Marine present shifted uncomfortably.
"There are actually two instructions given to us by our employer. One is to investigate clearly the operational goals of the Fourteenth Army, and the other is to prevent them from achieving their goals as much as possible."
Occam paused. For a moment, the weight of his words faded away as he looked around at the assembled faces of the Alphas.
These people are all warriors he carefully selected. He has never been a person who prioritizes quantity. The earliest delisters only had 6 warriors, and they could still achieve the goal.
He has always insisted that more soldiers should be more valuable than more. It was only because of the lesson learned from the last time that he realized that too few people would also make the tactics passive, so he recruited a large number of more than fifty soldiers.
These people are all elites in the Alpha Legion. Some are good at harassing large groups of enemies, some are good at causing chaos, and some specialize in alien hunting. Now they are all ready and waiting to perform tasks.
As Occam looked around the room, scanning the expressions of his Space Marines as they received their orders, he saw the hunched figure of Philo Rona sitting in the shadows in the far corner.
The wizard's hood hid his face, and there was no trace on the plain black smock, but Occam immediately recalled all of the warrior's background.
As the Assault Commander stared at him, a bright light passed across Philo Rona's eyes, making them gleam like the eyes of a wild beast deep in the jungle.
【Hello, Insubstantial】
Filo Rona's thoughts calmly and gently entered Occam's will.
[Is there any problem?]
Occam nodded slightly and responded to the greeting with some reservations in front of others. [You seem to have doubts, Snake Brain]
[I have no doubts, you are the lord, and I obey your command]
The other Alphas swayed slightly, Aware of the unnatural lengthening of Occam's pauses.
They looked around, spotted Philo Rona, and then realized what was happening in the room.
After a moment, Occam sighed.
“I can’t pursue Abaddon’s thoughts, but he has undoubtedly paid us generous rewards. All the equipment you have now, including this repaired ship, and a large number of servants, are not in vain. We came on a tight deadline, so there was no room for hesitation or doubt."
Occam anticipated the disgust on some of the warriors' faces.
【Allowing alien survivors to be the same as aliens】
Filorona's will was mocking, but his tone lacked malice. He was quoting an Imperial decree from the days of the Great Crusade, a motto that is still inscribed in the center of the arch of the Terran Adeptus Hall.
Even if they turn their backs on the current Empire, the hatred of aliens is still engraved in the soul of every Space Marine.
“Things have not come to this point. I just elaborated on a possibility. If we can have a better way to destroy the plan of the Fourteenth Legion, then we do not need to cooperate with the aliens, and we can even give They should learn a lesson and tell them what pain is, and everything depends on how things develop."
Occam paused again and looked around at the faces in front of him. Most people believed him. The explanation, he knew, hadn't convinced them all, but it took more than a few pep talks to convince an Alpha of anything.
These people have inherent suspicion and suspicion. They come from different war gangs, have experienced different tests and betrayals, and have their own fighting methods.
He knew that he could not necessarily make them trust him, but he also knew that he could trust their sense of mission and responsibility. There is no higher belief for an Alpha than this.
"We will enter the outer area of Comoros in one hour."
Occam said simply, then turned around and strode out of the door, leaving the soldiers to think alone and communicate with each other.
After leaving everyone, the Truthless One came to his room. Although deception was commonplace for him, he told the truth as much as possible to the soldiers who trusted him.
But this one thing——
This was the only thing he couldn't tell anyone.
Accepting Abaddon's employment and coming to Comoros, everything contained his own personal purpose.
Open the hidden compartment in the wall and take out a heavy metal box. Occam slowly opened it -
A black cube was lying quietly in the box.
(End of this chapter)