Warhammer Seal

Chapter 501 Black Stone
"Who blew up that spaceship?"

"Sorry to tell you now, it's me."

Ai's voice is cold, and I don't know whether it is due to AI's own characteristics or her personality.

"You need an explanation, so I'll give you a reasonable explanation."

"That is an imperial infiltration team, with five space warriors sitting on it, approaching us in a stealthy posture, and the coordinate destination is your location."

"I controlled the wetware on their spaceship. They should have brought a few Mechanicians with them, otherwise they would be manipulated by me and easily shut down the defense system."

"Then, a fish, no matter how powerful an interstellar warrior was, was all turned into ashes, and there was not even a single one left, not even any evidence left."

"I tell you one thing, we pay taxes to the human empire, they should not use this method if they want to contact us, and the purpose is very clear, it is for you!"

"At the same time, let me show you the information."

Ai has already done everything in the short time just now, even intercepting the other party's information.

The purpose of the group of space fighters is quite clear, to catch Wende. As for who issued the order, the information has been deleted and cannot be recovered.

This is not good news, at least the empire secretly wants to do something to Wende, but there is also good news, elite space fighters have no way to successfully infiltrate Ai's intelligence monitoring network, so other imperial forces must not be so It's easy to get in here.

Originally thought that the matter was over like this, who knew that just three months later, another spaceship that had not been registered by the Northern River Federation stumbled into such a galaxy.

Ai was not sure whether he could be killed unconditionally, so he could only report this information to Wende and let him judge for himself.

"Who is coming?"

"Let's see for yourself."

The spaceship slowly landed on the parking platform, and as the hatch slowly opened, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared in front of Wende.

"Boss, Brother Fei!"

That's right, the person who came down from the spaceship was exactly the person Wende met in the Earth Hive, the leader of the Amber Prison gang, Phil Derek.

"Brother Fei, you are not."

"I'm not in jail, am I, hahaha."

When Wende was in the Amber Prison gang, he killed an Astral Guard, and of course he fled in a hurry, but someone must bear the crime of murder.

In this way, Phil Derek was convicted by the Ministry of Justice of the Empire, killed the soldiers of the Astral Army, and served 80 years of hard labor!

There are very few executions in the empire. Unless they are infected by chaos or psychics, other human beings simply cannot enjoy such a benevolent punishment as the death penalty.

All criminals will be sent to various factories for never-ending hard labor.

Generally speaking, there is no difference between a sentence of five years and a sentence of 50 years, because most prisoners can't live for three years, but don't worry, there are many "criminals" in the empire who are escorted into forced labor

"At first, I thought I would rot to death in that prison, but thanks to the help of some friends, I escaped from prison smoothly, and then I heard that those friends mentioned about you, so I came here to join you."

"Okay, I just need a military instructor here, and you can take the role. I will arrange a room for you immediately, and any request can be met."

"Ha, don't be so serious, just call me Brother Fei."

Phil Derek was settled soon. The long-term hard labor made him very weak. Now he needs rest and treatment. Fortunately, there is this AI doctor. Phil's life is not in danger, but he just needs to rest.

"Come on Wende, can you really trust this guy? His origin is completely unknown. I only know that he doesn't carry a bomb in his body, but he is an ordinary person. How can he escape? It's impossible."

"Forget Ai, he is my elder brother, I owe him, and I have always owed him."

Wende knew very well in his heart that Phil Derek helped him take the blame because he killed an Astral Guard on Earth, which not only caused Phil to lose his freedom, but also made him work hard The Amber Prison gang was destroyed, all the younger brothers ran away, and he has become a lonely family.

If Wende had given up on the boss at this time, would he still have a conscience?
"Even if he is dangerous to you?"

"Brother Fei won't harm me, I know him, I understand him."

"I hope your emotions won't cause you to suffer huge losses later!"

After a period of rest, Phil quickly recovered his health, and then put the things he brought with him when he escaped from prison on the table in front of Wende.

"A map? What's the matter?"

"Hey, brother, this is marked with a necromancer's cemetery world. If we can get the Necromancer's black stone, we can sell it for a lot of money."

Ai also spoke at this time, but the voice was so small that only Wende could hear it.

"How could an ordinary gang leader know about the existence of the Necrons, let alone things like the Graveyard World and Blackstone that we haven't studied thoroughly!"

"Brother, your expression looks very puzzled, Brother Fei should tell you the truth."

"The people who helped me escape from prison didn't help me for free. After I escaped from prison, I owed them a lot of money, and they don't want cash, they just want something called Blackstone."

For this reason, Wende also had to think about this plan. Looking at the map on the table, he once again thought of the star map that he had given him before. This planet does exist.

"Is there really a cemetery world up there?"

"It's true, the person who helped me escape from prison seems to have a lot of background, otherwise he wouldn't have helped me make such a loss-making business. Brother, I won't make it difficult for you. If I can't do it, I will find a way to earn more money." Some money, maybe you can buy things like black stones in the black market later, black market, black market, no conflict."

Blackstone is indeed valuable.

This material can not only calm the waves of the warp, suppressing its spread and influence, but also sharply increase it, and even solidify it as a weapon.

The Black Stone is related to both the Necrons and the Old Sages. Even humans in the golden age don’t know the details about it. It may be a tool developed by the Necrons (Dead Ones) who have not been fully mechanized to fight against the power of the ancient Holy Spirit. It may also be the subspace augmentation equipment that originally belonged to the Old Ones, but was later seized by the Necrons for their own use.

But whatever the reason, when the Old Ones perished, the C'tan were imprisoned, and the Necrons went dormant, unattended Blackstone structures were scattered across the galaxy.

Generally speaking, the black stones will be concentrated on some specific planets, or in the cemetery world where the space dead are sleeping.

In the entire human empire, there is only one faction that knows the black stone relatively well, and at the same time is very eager for this material.

Mechanicus.

Wende also immediately determined his plan, perhaps the person who rescued Phil from prison was a member of Mechanicus.

"I'll get in touch with a great sage of Mechanicism named Zakar, and then I can prepare to go to such a cemetery world."

　During the Great Rebellion, the Emperor had to leave the Webway to kill Horus, but if no one can suppress the Webway, then Earth will become a second Eye of Terror.

　　Magnus was already a traitor, and the only psyker in the empire who could fight was Prime Minister Malcador.

　　He forcibly sat on the Golden Throne and suppressed the Webway, buying the Emperor time to slay Horus.

　　"Emperor, have we won yet?"

　　"Won."

　　"But, but what's the price?"

　　After Malcador finished saying these words, his body could no longer bear the pressure of the subspace, and turned into dust and ashes, scattered with the wind, and fell to every corner of the earth.

　　He has no heirs, and his last wish has always been to leave no ashes, no memorial service, and no cemetery.

　　The Emperor watched his best companions and staff turn to ashes without any time for heartache or anger.

　　Can only slowly sit on the golden throne.

　　"But, but what's the price?"

　　Recalling Malcador's last words in his mind, the Emperor, who was already sitting on the golden throne and could not move, closed his eyes.

　　"Everything."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)