Chapter 1612 The Expedition Begins
In fact, compared to supplies and skitarii, Soshyan hopes to get the support of the Titan Legion of the Forge World. This is what the expedition needs most, but this thing is really The thorn in the side of the sages, even a deeply cooperative partner like Zhao Akada, is unwilling to throw the precious Titan Legion into the chaotic maelstrom area.
However, according to the news from Terra, Mars has ordered Reza, who is relatively close to the Maelstrom, to send their militant army to support this expedition, and Reza is considered the only one in Soshiyan around the Maelstrom. He is still familiar with the Forge World, and he plans to take a tour there before taking office to see if he can get more support.
Sometimes Soshyan feels that he, the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, is like a beggar, begging everywhere, but there is no way. In order for the soldiers to fight without worries and for the expeditionary force to live up to its mission, his personal Honor and disgrace can only be put aside temporarily.
Soshiyan has been struggling with these matters for more than half a year, and because the locations and distances of each forge world are different, there is no way for the forge worlds in the Sun Star Territory to allow the fleet to go directly to Nessen IV. Instead, they could only go to the Sagan Galaxy in the Maelstrom to meet Soshyan.
During this period of time, Soshyan also determined the size of the expedition force. Because Naisen IV was secretly protected by the Eldar, he planned to attack with the entire army, leaving only about a small group of soldiers and some pharmacists. Presiding over the transformation of new recruits in the fortress - Soshyan expects that this expedition may take 5-10 years, and during this period the planned transformation of new recruits cannot be stopped.
On the White Temple side, basically all were dispatched, leaving only one company to defend the old monastery fortress on the Sanctuary star and to preside over the construction of the new home star and the transformation of new recruits.
On the Suffering Alliance side, due to the need to protect their home planet, and the Scars of Victory maintaining daily patrols of the sector, each war group can only deploy half of its troops at most, but the Flesh Tearers chose to dispatch all of them. .
With this, plus the 120-man reinforced company of the Imperial Fists and the 150-man company of the Ravenwing (don’t ask why there are so many people and there are Terminators in them), the current scale of the Expeditionary Force’s Space Marines exceeds There were 2,500 men. Although this was still insignificant compared to the overall number of Red Corsairs, it was the largest gathering of Space Marines in the Empire in a century.
And other battle groups will join in the future. If the number of Space Marines can reach 10,000, Soshyan is still confident that he can compete with Huron with the massive Astra Militarum.
After all, although the Red Pirates have a large number of people, the only ones who are really willing to fight to the death for Huron are the core 20,000 to 30,000 Chaos Space Marines. The actual power gap between the two sides is not that big.
As for the mortal auxiliary troops, Soshyan did not intend to throw the pitiful wealth he had into the bottomless pit of the expedition, so they were basically placed on the home planet or other areas for training.
After everything was in place, Soshyan finally decided to set off.
In the last month of 962.M41, a huge fleet composed of hundreds of battleships, transport ships and Mechanicus exploration teams, carrying more than 2,500 space warriors, set off from the Scar of Victory in a mighty manner. Go straight to the maelstrom area.
Almost at the same time, a small fleet was struggling in the subspace storm, led by the Heart of Hatred, the flagship of the Phantom Warriors warband.
This small fleet of four ships seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand. It surged left and right in the tide of subspace, but could never get rid of it.
In the bridge of the Heart of Hatred, Tubek was walking back and forth nervously, while Garmo Zejie was preparing for a ceremony.
"Damn it! I didn't expect that the original body actually planted a spy that I didn't even notice. It must have come to take back what it wants."
For Tubek's pieces Thinking of it, Garmo Zejie was not moved at all, he just lit the brazier and sprinkled handfuls of incense with a disgusting smell on the brazier, which suddenly made a hissing sound.
When the echoes of the burning faded away, he began to chant an ancient incantation.
When Tubek heard the spell, he immediately stopped and turned around, because he knew what the spell meant.
"You have to talk to it directly! It will tear us apart——"
Gal Mozejie still continued to chant, seeming to gain resonance from the echoes and repetitions. Generally getting stronger, the smoke from the brazier billows around the two of them, widening the entire field of vision, as if the edge of the world is undulating at the corner of the eye.
He continued to chant, and as he did so, he moved his fingers in complex patterns, pointing in turn to each angle of the pentagram.
The effect of the incense, the constant chanting and imagination distorted his sense of the flow of time. The ceremony seemed to last for several hours. He felt that he had become a container carrying extraordinary energy.
Finally, somewhere on the edge of infinity, he sensed an angry presence. He touched it with the power of his soul.
Immediately the thing sensed him and began to approach him, searching for its prey slowly and painfully.
The next second, the surrounding air was filled with ozone and the smell of burning. Garmo Zejie opened his eyes, and the lines of the five-pointed star emitted a strange blue light, illuminating the room.
Sparks flashed in the air for a moment, making Tubek's hair stand on end.
"Scarlet King! Meet us!"
After Garmo Zejie shouted these words, he stopped making any sound.
After a while, a non-material existence crossed the vast ocean and came to their space.
"It seems that I underestimated your courage, son of the Second Legion."
The moment the rumbling words sounded, everything turned pale, and Magnus's supreme body emerged from the void. During this, the surrounding crew members fainted one after another, and even the Chaos Space Marines retreated under the huge pressure.
"Tubek, your courage is also beyond my imagination."
When the demon primarch looked at him, Tubek couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, and it was cold from his heels to his Tianling Gai - his betrayal had been exposed.
“No one has ever been able to cheat me in a transaction!!!”
The next second, accompanied by an angry roar, Magnus’ figure set off an indescribable fury. Vortex - He even has trouble maintaining a humanoid form.
Galmo Zejie smiled slightly, then extended his arm forward, and a black crystal appeared in the air. "My lord, I have not deceived you. This is the secret book passed down from our original body, and it is also the supreme method to reconstruct the power of chaos."
Magnus eagerly held the crystal in his hands, and then laughed loudly.
"Very good! Very good!"
Then he changed the subject.
“However, as far as I know, all of this requires something, otherwise it will be incomplete.”
“My lord, that is my father’s relic. Please understand that I can do something else for you.”
Magnus clenched his giant claws and glared at Garmozej's face - his one eye as black as tar was full of hatred.
"Who do you think you are! How dare you negotiate terms with me, a duplicitous bastard!"
Gal Mozejie sighed softly.
“I didn’t want to be like this.”
The next second, the crystal in Magnus’ hand suddenly exploded, bursting out countless rolling thick fog, wrapping around the shadow it projected here. Doppelgänger.
Then, Garmo Zejie shouted loudly, pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the ground, and the Snow Lotus Blade rose up from behind.
Om Ami, Hum Gacha!
With the mysterious incantation uttered by Garmo Zejie, the snow lotus blade in the air actually absorbed a steady stream of Tzeentch's power from Magnus's clone, forming a black lotus.
“What!”
The original body Magnus was shocked and angry. He had never encountered such a strange power, and he suddenly felt that the power that formed this body was flowing away rapidly.
"How can we let you, a lowly bastard, run wild!!!"
The demon primarch burst out with its final power, and boundless evil fire swept out, consuming all the black mist.
When it raised its giant claws to condense the thunder that destroyed the world, only the black lotus bloomed. Garmo Zejie held the falling snow lotus blade and broke through the hot purgatory in front like a black thunder. .
In an instant, everything went dark. An unprecedented blow burst out the most primitive power of chaos, shattering the myth of the original body as everyone around looked at it in astonishment!
“NO!!!!!!”
The tongues of fire bit into the limbs and bones of Magnus's clone, squeezing out a shrill scream from his organs, and then dissipated into dots of starlight, all absorbed by the Snow Lotus Blade.
On the distant wizard star, a terrifying roar swept across the entire planet, instantly killing most of the mortals on the planet and shocking the minds of those Thousand Sons wizards who didn’t know what was happening——
"Garmo Zejie! I will make you regret it!!! I swear!!!!!!!!!!!!"
On the restored bridge, Karma Ermo Zejie had just put away the Snow Lotus Blade, but suddenly it shook and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
“It is still too reluctant to control the Snow Lotus Blade now”
"This"
Tubek on the side stared at his friend, and then squeezed out a sentence.
“What should you do if you humiliate it so much and it won’t give up?”
“Find a place to hide first.”
“What’s over there? ”
Garmo Zejie sneered and wiped the blood from his lips with the back of his hand.
“When we fully master the Snow Lotus Blade, we will have the opportunity to slowly settle accounts with Soshyan. Let’s let him play with Huron this time. Return to the Eye of Terror first, and we have to ask the warrior Lord Handsome is back."
As he spoke, Garmo Zejie lowered his head to look at the Snow Lotus Blade in its sheath, and whispered:
"War Commander, War Commander, Abaddon. How can you steal this position? Look, one day."
(End of this chapter)