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Chapter 115 Death Stalker

The equator, the main planet of Nefer, is located on the towering spire in the Grace District. The prophetess Alexei is sitting in the chamber, facing various inquiries from many parties.

"Dimitri has told me everything, respected prophet. I have no intention of questioning the judgment of the empire, but a battle group that has gone through fire and water for the empire for thousands of years and fought with the enemy to the point of complete destruction, only because of the absence of a war He will be declared a traitor, erase all past glory and achievements, and be removed from the empire. Such a decision is too rash."

The one who spoke was an Astartes veteran wearing bronze power armor with three deep scars on his face.

The current chapter master of the Dark Angels' sub-group "Death Stalkers": Owen.

Alexei nodded wearily.

Olvin gripped his saber tightly, and said in a long, poetic tone: "Mirak and I have known each other since we were recruits. At that time, the Death Stalkers had not established an army... We used to Charged in the broken world where the green skins ravaged, and once launched a desperate fight against the Chaos warship in the isolated and helpless warp space storm..."

"Even in the most desperate situations, and in the face of the sweetest temptations, our will has remained strong, and the Repentant Fire has never wavered in its loyalty to the Emperor."

Olwin recounted with emotion the various fierce battles he had experienced with Miraak when he served in the Repenting Fire Chapter, as if singing a long and tragic heroic epic.But his impassioned emotions failed to send a ripple across the face of the prophetess.

Maybe it's because she didn't even open her eyes?

"The fire of repentance will never make a treasonous act of betraying the God Emperor. I request immediate access to the L-star gate leading to Falla to investigate the truth of the matter."

Seeing that Alexei was unmoved, Erwin emphasized again:
"We will never allow a soldier loyal to the Emperor to suffer injustice.!"

The majestic voice of the head of the Death Stalkers echoed like a bell in the wide meeting hall, and Alexei sat upright without saying a word.

It wasn't until the echo of Erwin's words disappeared completely, and after confirming that he had stated everything he wanted to say, that the prophetess spoke slowly: "Are you applying to me for the right to pass through the L-star gate?"

Alexei's tone of voice was calm, and the soft and delicate sentence without any emotion caused Owen's two hearts to stop beating at the same time.

"Yes, respected prophet." Owen replied with his helmet stiffened.

Alexey then asked, "Do you really need to apply to me for this right?"

"...According to the information I know, the L-star gate is an ancient sacred object excavated from the human colony 'Faya' in the dark age of technology. Although the Mechanic Order holds the STC that built its sub-gate A standard construction template, but the only ones who have the key to the main gate are the mysterious immortal known as the Star Bomber. And you, the Emperor's prophetess."

Irwin suppressed his inner emotions with the strong willpower of the monk Astartes, and said calmly and seriously: "The star bomber dragon never sees the end, and most of the time, the right of way to activate the main gate is not In your hand, revered Prophet. Who else can I ask for passage?"

Alexey didn't respond directly to his words, and turned to another matter: "Your Excellency Owen, may I ask how many troops you brought to Nirvana this time?"

Hearing this, Erwin became more and more difficult to calm down, but he still responded clearly with a resonant voice: "[-] people, including me. Half of the Death Stalkers came to Nirvana with me. Regarding the survival of the Brotherhood of Brothers, many brothers are a little too emotional. I tried my best to persuade another [-] brothers of the battlegroup to drive the flagship to garrison the home planet, just in case."

"It's amazing." Alexei smiled.

A fully formed Astartes battle group, without hesitation to send out half of its troops for a reason that does not involve war mobilization, is enough to make any department of the empire vigilant, vigilant against the death stalkers and the fire of repentance. The too close relationship between the two brother warbands.

Erwin told the truth that this might put him in a predicament of being suspected, which seemed to prove that he had no guilt about it.

"The flagship 'Spirit Hunter' of the Death Stalker Chapter is indeed moored in the 'Trodom' galaxy at this moment, and the [-] heavily armed Astartes on board are always on guard against the threat of green skins."

Alexey suppressed the smile on his lips, and his tone became serious: "But as far as I know, Your Excellency's battle group has always used the excuse of war damage and genetic pollution to pay less and omit taxes on gene seeds. You guys Using these extra gene seeds to quietly expand the establishment, the actual number of Death Stalkers should be between [-] and [-]."

Looking at the beautiful but expressionless face of the prophetess, Irwin, the strong Astartes who had never been timid even in the face of the orc Warboss and Chaos demons, felt the emotion close to fear for the first time.

"[-] fighters stayed on the home planet, and [-] fighters followed you to Nirvana, what about the remaining hundreds of people?" Alexei asked in a calm tone without the slightest anger: "Where did they go? Can you tell me?" What about me? Your Excellency, Chapter Commander?"

"As expected of the emperor's prophetess, all lies can't be hidden in front of you." Irwin lowered his head deeply.

Sophistry is meaningless, and Erwin organized his language, wanting to confess the truth without distorting the facts or revealing deeper secrets, and as much as possible to bear all the blame on his own shoulders. In this way, at least Death Hunting The number of the applicant can be preserved, so that it will not be wiped out by the empire along with the fire of repentance.

"The war in the west of the Asker galaxy is getting tighter. The orc tribes there have become more fierce for some reason, and the warriors of Esbenes are in a bitter battle."

Very abruptly, Alexei changed the topic to a completely unrelated place: "Although the imperial guards are equipped with powerful weapons obtained from the Order of Truth, the orcs have not been continuously suppressed. The stimulation only makes this group of dirty and savage greenskins more motivated."

"...It is indeed a very troublesome trouble." Irwin didn't understand what the prophetess was implying when talking about the war for a moment, so he frowned and continued.

More than enough bravery but not enough emotional intelligence... Alexei coughed lightly, and then said: "Ask's battle is urgent, but Esbenes is also being attacked by different enemies in other directions, and no troops can be dispatched to reinforce it. "

At this level, even Irwin can understand the meaning.

"The death stalkers will go all out to reinforce Asker and put down the orc threat there," Owen said immediately.

"The emperor's light shines on the expedition, and you will return triumphant." Alexei crossed his hands on his chest, and made a restrained sky eagle salute.

"We will return triumphantly." Irwin bowed in return, and strode away from the chamber with a broadsword in his hand.

He will lead the Deathstalkers on a crusade, a crusade of redemption.

After seeing Irwin off, Alexei patted his chest lightly to relax slightly.

The prophetess, who doesn't even know how to wear clothes, knows almost nothing about politics, but she has to deal with such things herself, which is really embarrassing for her.

At the same time, Alexei was also a little curious that the Death Stalkers had secretly reached some kind of cooperation with the great sage Coster of the founding world Musbel without permission, hiding hundreds of space fighters in the machine Inside the Forge Ship of the Order, rush to the Flare Galaxy where the Confession Flame disappeared.

What kind of secrets are hidden among the subgroups of the Dark Angels?
Unable to immerse himself in curiosity for too long, another meeting request interrupted Alexei's thinking.

This time she is going to talk face-to-face with a high-level technical sage of Musbell, who represents the will of the great sage Coster, namely:

Recently, the rapid development of the urban planet Embra, and the close relationship between the disobedient sage Spangler and the Order of Truth have made Musbell unable to bear it any longer. Even if Embra's independence has become a reality, Musbell Still hoping to get something.

For example, the STC standard construction template for creating an ideal city, such as the various ancient technologies exchanged between Spangler and the Order of Truth... The oil guys on the Musbell have reached the limit of their patience.Their hearts are racing, they're hungry, their circuits are crackling, and they can't wait any longer.

In addition to the demands of the Mechanic Order, there are also diplomatic envoys from other surrounding star regions, waiting in line to be received by the female prophet.

The envoys carried the will of the governors of each star area. Even if they paid some price, these star areas still trapped in subspace navigation hoped to connect their star area capitals to the L-star gate network as soon as possible.The price can be negotiated.

Many important galaxies in Esbenes also have the same appeal, and they are more eager than the diplomatic envoys sent by the surrounding star areas, because they, who are the prophets of spring river plumbing ducks, have already seen first-hand the benefits brought by the star gate network. Strong traffic, so more eager.

In addition, there are more and more powerful orc threats, and more rampant black market transactions... although these transactions are controlled by the followers of the star bombers.

The Tribunal is more frequently active in galaxies such as Nirvana, and the state religion also has its own actions, and there is an undercurrent.

Russell, who was afraid of trouble, just threw out factors with huge influence and let it grow wildly, and let go of his hands to play with mystery. Such irresponsible behavior made Alexei a headache.

She is obviously not a political official, and she only learned various psionic spells and the emperor's hymn since she was a child. Because of her close contact with the star bomber, she was forced to be pushed up by the interest representatives of various forces to deal with these things, which will only cause endless bickering shit...

There is an illusion that she has changed from a working girl under the emperor to a working girl who is a bomber.

After flicking away the technical sage, Alexei slumped exhaustedly on the soft seat, propping his chin with one hand and unconsciously looking to the northeast—that was the Nebula of Lost Dreams and the star of Espernese. The relative position of the area.

The sudden appearance of the star group also brought a lot of trouble to the prophetess, because Russell asked her to dispatch a large number of ships to completely block the Nebula of Lost Dreams, and no one was allowed to enter.

If such a large resource-rich unowned star field is not developed, and hundreds of habitable planets are not colonized, it is conceivable that even Alexei, who is highly respected and respected, has been under a lot of pressure and pressure. Criticism.

It's a pity that the bomber doesn't know her hard work at all, he just thinks it's really cool to prostitute the labor of the working girls under the emperor.

With some anger-like resentment, Alexei gently took off the cloth strips covering his eyes, opened a pair of beautiful violet eyes, and stared in the direction of the Nebula of Lost Dreams from afar with the psychic sight shining with dots of golden light.

This is not the first time she has observed the Lost Dreams star group, the complex star group entangled with chaotic threads looks extraordinarily calm in the turbulent subspace, so peaceful that it is out of place, Alexei will look there twice when he has nothing to do. Eyes, every time I see the calm picture is the same.

It's the same this time.

The huge vortex formed by countless celestial bodies is still slowly rotating. The closer to the center of the vortex, the denser the starlight becomes. Projected in the subspace, there is a waveless and ambiguous water surface, as usual... Wait, it seems that there is something Something is wrong.

Alexey frowned unconsciously as he looked at it, looking for what made her feel wrong, and soon, she found:
——The vortex is spinning in reverse.

The cantilevers of the Lost Dreams constellation are rotating in reverse in a direction that completely violates their own shape. The endless starlight is gathering and disappearing towards the center of the vortex at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if there is an invisible black hole devouring the celestial body there. Return everything to nothingness.

"What happened?" The prophetess' mentality was greatly impacted.

She tried to use the ability she got from the Eldar prophet to observe the threads of fate, but found that the intricate and chaotic threads that were originally wrapped around the Lost Dream Stars broke apart at some point.

This star field seems to be isolated and isolated from the entire universe, carrying out its own movement on its own, quietly and quickly disappearing.

Alexei suddenly remembered that Russell hurriedly found him not long ago, and asked to withdraw all the guard fleet stationed on the outskirts of the Lost Dreams constellation to stop the smuggling ships.

She originally thought that the star bombers had seen the fierce battle between Esbenes and multiple alien forces, so they deliberately let these guard fleets also leave their posts and enter the battlefield to ease the tense battle situation.

...it doesn't seem to be the case now.

"Did he foresee this happening a long time ago?" Alexei murmured in his heart as he watched the constellations of lost dreams that quickly reversed, shrunk, and disappeared:

"Or, this is what he caused?"

The Prophet had always scoffed at the theory proclaimed by the New Branch of the State Church that the Starstruck was the walking incarnation of the Emperor.But after witnessing the countercurrent of the Milky Way with my own eyes...

She was a little shaken.

(End of this chapter)