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If the Legion is really wiped out, those who remain must shoulder the sacred responsibility of rebuilding the Legion. They have to watch groups of recruits embark on the same path as their brothers, watch the recruits being trained and reformed, Sent to the battlefield, buried in the ground...until they die of old age!

Ikari Shinji felt hairy just thinking about it... It didn't take too long for the Vorias think tank to grow, and most of the soldiers who hadn't been called by name also left here quickly. The color of prayer.

That would be too painful for anyone.

This is especially true for the Legion Commander Gavill Loken.

"Okay, I've finished what I have to say...they have accepted their fate," the chief think tank of Vorias walked out of the assembly hall, and found Loken standing upright in a hidden corner. He folded his hands on his chest, and his face was indifferent, but the heaving chest betrayed the feeling of guilt in the soldier's heart.

For such an important matter, as the legion commander, Gavier Loken would definitely convey it personally... However, he flinched, and the moment before he was about to enter the assembly hall, he flinched.

"Thank you, Vorias, you helped me a lot," Loken exhaled and let out a dull sigh. He reached out and rubbed his cheeks, looked at the chief think tank standing in front of him, and said with a wry smile:

"Before I came here, I was just a little guy..."

"You are one of the members of the Shadow Moon Council of Four, you are not a small person, you are too modest, brother."

"Shadowmoon Council..." Gavier Loken's words became more bitter, and he echoed the faces of the other three people in the council, "We were once like brothers, and we once thought that the oath of loyalty would never be broken."

"Yeah, we used to..."

The two fell into silence. After a few minutes, Loken raised his head and asked Vorias:

"Your think tank will be dispersed into each team at that time, just like usual."

"...I thought we would build the psychic barrier of Terra's position with the Thousand Sons," the Vorias Librarian sighed. He patted Loken on the shoulder, and the two walked out together , and said as he walked:

"Julha's psychic diva troops will maintain the barrier with the Thousand Sons Legion?"

"Yes, Commander Rorschach believes that the traitors will definitely use the evil power from the subspace, and there must be a think tank on the front line."

"It looks like it's going to be hard work."

"Yes, it will be very hard," Loken said quietly, "In this battle, only the most determined person can win."

Chapter 458 Chapter 260 IX The Work of Belisarius Kaul

Belisarius Kaur, who was wearing the red robe of the senior priest of the Order of the Circle, held the power gear ax tightly in his hand. After reconfirming that all the modified organs in his body were working normally, Kaur stepped out of the transport plane, Came to the land of Mars in the prison galaxy.

"The authorization number has been confirmed. The senior priest of the Order of the Circle, Belisarius Kaur, please come with me," said a priest of the Order of the Circle who is in charge of receiving Kaul.

Now the entire Circular Order is divided into two parts, one part is headed by the great sage, Ms. Leonardo da Vinci, who is here to contribute to the development of Rorschach and the order. At the same time, they also follow the The Jurha logistics department has a close relationship, and they are currently responsible for the upgrade and design of space fighters and various vehicles.

The other part is headed by the ruling great sage Jabri Desima, including Akan Rand and Hieroma sages and other former backbone forces of the Reconstruction Society. Another large-scale technology hive belonging to the Order of the Circle... It is not so much a hive, but a replica of the Mars underground base, but the scope, size and depth of the hive are not considered due to time and energy constraints. Big, but everyone knows that it's really just a matter of time and energy.

The foundry general would hate it...if he had any teeth.

And Belisarius Kaul was recruited into the circle hive city after encountering some unpleasant things on Terra, and became a high-level mechanical priest. Some days to take on some extra work.

"Those... are alien aliens?!" Kaul said in surprise, pointing at the passing protoss. Discussions happen every day.

The mechanical priest standing next to Kaul glanced at the protoss, and said in a familiar manner:

"Lord Rorschach's new ally, although I and the Mechanicists have reservations about this, but these alien technologies do have merits... Next, we will have to deal with more races in the universe, only obsessed with hating aliens and rejecting Alien technology is not doing any good."

"It sounds good...it's a pity," Kaul nodded. He really agreed with this approach in his heart, but he also clearly understood that doing this kind of thing in the imperial universe was tantamount to suicide and betrayal.

The accompanying mechanical priest shook his head. He and Kaul walked towards the residence of the Order of the Circle on Mars, and said as they walked:

"What's going on at Holy Mars?"

"It's still the same, producing weapons, organizing defenses, and engaging in political struggles, it's just the same old thing," Kaul rubbed his finger on the body of the power gear axe, feeling the joy of the current flowing in this extremely threatening weapon, "The sages on Mars who are loyal to the Ohm Messiah have restarted the planet's void shield, and plan to produce a batch of anti-aircraft artillery that can resist landing... The Iron Hands Legion has also allocated some soldiers to assist in defense."

"That's right... Holy Mars," after the mechanical priest sighed, he didn't speak again during the rest of the journey, and neither did Kaul.

Belisarius Kaul’s trip is to escort the current mainstream STC materials of the empire. Of course, this is only a small part of it. This kind of work will continue until the end of Horus’ army approaching Mars and Terra... In order for human beings to have a continuation and resistance when the battle of defending Terra failed, this proposal was initiated by the Regent and was approved by all the Primarchs in the Solar Star Field.

It is no secret that the God of the Shepherd used the evil power of the warp unscrupulously, and those terrifying demon armies put tremendous pressure on all the Primarchs... not only for the Primarchs and Space Marines, but also for the Primarchs and Space Marines. The auxiliaries who were lucky enough to survive the meat grinder-like battlefield and were not corrupted also had lingering fears.

Now, people report every day, saying that they need the support of at least one nun from the Sisters of Silence... Although I don’t know what Roger Dorn, who dismisses these requests every day, thinks, but the commander of the Sisters of Silence They are very happy:

Yo, now you know ours okay?How dare you call us monsters and show us a look of disgust?

In the future, we will be called (blank here) Sister Silence!

The process of counting the STC does not require Kaul to participate, he only needs to wait in the nearby rest room. Yes, there are various rest facilities in the fortress group belonging to the Order of the Circle on Mars. Influenced by the Da Vinci sage who loves and enjoys life, she even uses certain "not so Formal" technology has transformed her mouth, digestive tract and sense of smell... The mechanical priests under her are also deeply affected by it.

Kaur picked up the cup of the popular drink known as "Circle Order Special Promethium Black Tea", and struggled for a while before putting it down... He had drunk enough , even if his status as a high-ranking priest allows him to refill his cup indefinitely, the slave worker who poured this stuff for him on the opposite side is probably a slave worker... or something else that will 100% be sent to the stake by the Mechanicus. The thing was staring at himself with those dead fish eyes.

After all, the thing on this guy's modified left arm exudes a light blue light, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a plasma hand cannon...

"Ah, you are here, Father Belisarius Kaur," the priest who counted the STC's circle monks walked into the lounge, which may also be a bar. He looked at Kaur who stood up, and continued:

"The counting is over, you can set off and return."

"Okay, please pay my respects to the great sage Leonardo da Vinci, and I will report to the great sage Desima."

"I will... wait a minute, there is one more thing, you take this new plasma pistol back, find someone to experiment on the battlefield, we have combined some technologies of the opposite sex, which theoretically reduces the risk of overloading and improves In addition to the rate of fire, now someone needs to use it in actual combat, and the results of the experiment can be sent directly through the next batch of STC transport ships."

Kaul nodded, and reached out to take the large box carried by the priest.

After returning to Mars, Kaur immediately threw himself into his next job, and with him were:

Shabik Wieland from Iron Hands, Nikonor Sharokin from Raven Guard, Zefeng from Blood Angels, Qin Xia from White Scars, Maximus Thorne from Imperial Fists, new additions Barek, the thousand son of the squad.

"Ah, Kaul, you're here..." Sharokin noticed the new plasma pistol in Kaul's hand, and after the latter handed it to the night guard, he asked:

"What is the mission this time?"

"Going to the moon, we are going to recover a very important thing."

Chapter 459 Chapter 270 The Last Peace

In the early morning, the Mars underground base.

A day in the Mars underground base begins when the lighting system enters the day cycle. Soft and bright light shines on the underground hollow forest and sea of ​​flowers. Autonomous machines fly in it, checking the growth status of each plant, testing the water quality of the lake and The growth progress of the ornamental fish being reared.

And Luo Xia chose to come here for a hike just before the start of the war, but it was not a hike, it could only be said to be a relaxation.He didn't bring anyone with him, Madoka and Ba Mami didn't accompany him, the former didn't want to get up early in the morning, and the latter, after encountering Rorschach and Madoka's good deed, immediately started steaming from his head when he saw him...

Luo Xia doesn't want to take anyone with him now, and his heart is tired.

When he walked unsteadily along the marble-paved road to the center of the sea of ​​flowers, he found that there was already a person sitting in the small gazebo there, holding a brush and drawing board that fit his size.

"Yo, Sol, it's so early," Rorschach greeted the seated Emperor's Children, who put down his brush and responded with a smile:

"Good morning, Commander Rorschach."

"Why do you have the time to come here to paint oil paintings this time?" Rorschach sat next to Saul Tavitz, reached out to take a cup of warm honey tea from the self-discipline machine, and the warrior of the Emperor's Children shook his head, With a slight sigh, he said:

"I just feel that it's time to say goodbye, and before I say goodbye, I want to use this," Thor raised the paintbrush in his hand, and then continued:

"Use this brush to jot down things I like."

Luo Xia nodded. He took a sip of honey tea, feeling the warmth and sweetness in his mouth. After exhaling lightly, he looked at the purple-gold silk robe worn by the soldier and said:

"Someone once told me that the Emperor's Son holds beauty and art high in his left hand, and holds sword and spear in his right hand."

"...we have lost too many beautiful things," Sol dipped his paintbrush and smeared on the drawing board, "every night, I would wake up in a nightmare, and I seemed to see my Primarch turning into Those Ral aliens that the Emperor's Children defeated came at me with swords brandished."

"Every night, every nightmare is different... I even saw myself turning into a ferocious ghost for revenge, devouring innocent people and myself."

Rorschach didn't speak. He who has never experienced this kind of emotion is not qualified to persuade Saul Tarvitz here.

After a while of silence, Saul Tarvitz said with a wry smile:

"Sorry, Commander Rorschach, it has affected your mood."

"It's okay," Rorschach waved his hand, his eyes fell on Sol's drawing board, there was nothing painted on it, only strokes of messy color traces, showing the turmoil in the warrior's heart.

After taking a few deep breaths, Saul Tarvitz put down his paintbrush. He turned around and looked at Rorschach. After hesitating for a moment, he said:

"Commander Rorschach, the Emperor's Children want to return to Chelmos after the Battle of Terra... and the warriors left here will join the Honor Knights."

"Okay, I have no objection."

"--Eh?!"

Looking at the somewhat surprised expression of the soldier, Rorschach rolled his eyes and leaned against the railing of the gazebo.The light cast by the lighting system carried a little warmth. After stretching, Luo Xia explained slowly:

"What do you think of me? I'm not that stingy... Besides, his body also needs to be buried in Chemos, doesn't it? If he is still alive, he will definitely choose Chemos instead of Terra As your own burial ground."

"Do me a favor, Sol, I don't have many friends," Rorschach looked at the soldier with burning eyes, he stretched out his hand to touch the messy painting, and the flame of psychic energy ignited from a corner of the painting, Burn it down slowly, "I don't want to see the last vestiges of Akudona disappear, keep Chemos and the Emperor's Children safe."

Saul Tarvitz stood up, clenched his right hand on his chest, and bowed to Rorschach.

"Yes, as you wish, Commander Rorschach."

"...Relax, Legion Commander, you still have a lot of things to do in the future. By the way, don't forget to sign an equipment agreement and a support agreement with the great sage Desima of the Order of the Circle. What you get will be more important than what you lose. many."

Luo Xia stood up, hugged the soldier, then turned around and planned to leave here. After wandering outside for so long, it was time to go back.

But just after he took a few steps, Saul Tarvitz stopped him and asked loudly:

"Commander! What are our chances of winning against Horus?"

Luo Xia stopped in his tracks, tilted his head slightly, and after a chuckle, responded like this:

"One thousand percent!"

Looking at the back of Rorschach going away, Saul Tarvitz was silent for a moment, and sat back on his chair. He reached out and picked up another piece of drawing paper and put it on the drawing board. Put your heart and soul into the creation——

In order to record the beauty that may never be seen again.

Horus has broken through the gate of the solar star field, and he is coming.

Everyone will face this final fate, from the lord of mankind, to the Primarch, to the warrior, to the commoner, and finally to the slave, every human being will face this fateful choice...

Rogge Dorn stood in the command post of the Great North Pole, watching the entire solar star field gradually turn red from the outermost periphery, his eyes became sharper, and as the orders were issued one by one, the Imperial Fist began to check its fortifications for the last time .

Sanguinius sat on the throne, closed his eyes and meditated. The spear and the great sword were placed within his reach. The Blood Angels quickly entered the various predetermined positions, and the assault troops began to load their jump packs.

Ferrus commanded the fleet to slowly evacuate from Terra and Mars, leaving only some ships to contain them. The mission of him and the Iron Hands was to make the most deadly blow at the most critical moment.

Corax put on his helmet and hid himself in the shadows. Behind him, tens of thousands of Raven Guard would be scattered throughout the star field, constantly harassing and pinning down the traitor fleet.

Chagatai put down the last chess piece and reached out to pick up the scimitar beside the table. The white scars were scattered to the positions where they were needed, and the assault troops directly under the Great Khan had already launched the hovering motorcycles, and only needed an order .

Vulcan sat quietly in front of the webway gate, holding the final verdict in his hands, and the Salamander Legion would fill the defense lines around Terra and shoulder the defense of each sanctuary.

Magnus sits on the golden throne, his power extending to the battle armor of his long-reduced son, the Librarians and warriors of the Thousand Sons stand ready to defend the shroud. The psionic enchantment of most of Terra.

webway.

The Lord of Humanity opened his eyes, stood up, and stared coldly at the darkness and evil rolling deep in the webway.

"..."

"... Prepare for quantum teleportation."

Chapter 460 Chapter 270 Prologue: The Beginning of the Siege

"The Rorschach High Lord's fleet has been placed under the command of Ferrus Manus, who himself... sorry, Lord Dorne, he was called away by the Custodian when he arrived here, but his troops will obey the Primarch Command of Parliament."

"No problem," Rog Dorn, standing in the center of the entire command post, said coldly, "Delete all entry and passage records of Lord Rorschach, and the relevant operators must perform a first-level memory cleansing."

"Yes, my lord."

The subspace storm completely cut off the brilliance of the astronomical torch at this moment. It won't last long, but it's enough.The whole world seems to be falling into an abyss of silence at this time, the astronomical information of the entire galaxy cannot be transmitted, and the astronomical information of Terra cannot be transmitted to the solar system... The solar star field has been blocked, but neither the attacker nor the defender Everyone is happy to see this scene.

Roger Dorn walked out of the Great North Pole command post, he is now going to the high wall, Horus' fleet has sailed past Pluto, the traitors are complacent, but they don't know that their lives have entered the countdown... But it doesn't matter, since From this time period, his brother, Lord of Legion No.19, Lord of Shadows will bring a surprise to those pretentious fools!

"call……"

"Don, you are here."

The Primarch of the Fist of the Empire followed the prestige, and saw the Regent of the Empire flapping his broad wings and gliding from mid-air, landing in front of his brother. After stabilizing the center of gravity of his body, Sanguinius' face was serious. His facial expression reveals his inner thoughts undoubtedly:

"What's the current situation, how long will it take for him to reach Terra?"

"Pluto's defense line has been breached, the first sphere fleet has retreated, and Corax is leading his legion to harass Horus' army. After that, the Raven Guard Legion will gradually withdraw to the edge of the solar system and join Ferus... ...In my estimation, Horus will launch an attack on Terra by this time the day after tomorrow."

"Show the enemy's weakness?"

"That's right," Dorn readily admitted, "Corax and Ferrus are our hope to completely wipe out the rebels in the Solar Star Field, and... Horus must grasp this trap, the only The chances of victory, though his Legion is nearly limitless, and the urgency of the Ultramarines and Dark Angels coming from behind will make him take the risk."

The wings behind Sanguinius trembled slightly, he sighed and said:

"It's too risky, Don."

"This is the only chance to completely annihilate the enemy army. Have some confidence in our strength, brother, or... what did you see?"

"Just fragments, nonsense."