"Waiting for orders."

"That's what you said 10 minutes ago."

"If you don't get the exact order, then I will say the same after 10 minutes," Penglai responded with a smile. She is a midnight son with a black hair style, "The dolphins in the choir think that the flagship of the legion will be here Appeared, the psionic masters of the Thousand Sons also have the same opinion... just wait, there will always be a chance."

Penglai's words caused several small complaints in this slightly narrow cabin. The Midnight Children were eager to prove their strength by fighting, and they also wanted to wash away the sins of the Primarch through fighting, even if it would cost them Life is the price.

After a not-so-short wait, Penglai, the captain, received an order from the company commander. After finishing the communication, she slowly let out a breath and said softly:

"Last inspection of weapons."

"Detection of Fusion Rate of Protoviruses."

After being rewarded by the team members, Penglai stretched out his hand and clasped his right hand in front of his chest in the shape of a claw, while the other Midnight Sons did the same. Afterwards, they chanted in a low voice:

"Under midnight, death is still alive."

A slight tremor appeared, and then the tremor became more intense, accompanied by the roar of machinery.

The jumping torpedo was loaded into the launcher by the transmission machine, and dozens of Thunderhawk fighters had already taken a step ahead, galloping towards the huge ship that jumped out of the pink-purple vortex, and it was not only the Thunderhawk that surrounded the giant ship Fighter planes, all kinds of smart decoys, and what is even more deadly is the fleet of the Midnight Lords Legion with two battleships and a battleship flagship as the core!

At the beginning of the battle, a large amount of entropy waste code was directly poured into the system of the Nightfall, and the latter's exhausted machine soul could not resist this crazy attack, and fell into a paralyzed state. Many anti-aircraft artillery are completely shut down——

It was not just the warship pilots sent by the Jurhas who acted with the Midnight Sons, but also Namar-Emerald, a sage of the Circle Order of the United Headquarters. The sages of the fighting faction have a deep-rooted hatred for the dark mechanical gods, and the dark mechanical cultists on this giant ship will become the new mechanical slaves of the sages of Namar...if they can survive .

It is not that the Nightfall did not resist. Several fighter jets wanted to set off from the hangar, but they were quickly destroyed at the hangar entrance, turning into scattered metal fragments. Refracted cold light.

The hangars that have been opened and are being opened have become the targets of the Thunderhawk fighters. After several missiles were directly poured into the hangar, three to four Thunderhawk fighters flew to each hangar that could enter, and then Soon there will be the sound of bolter fire.

The second round of strikes was torpedo jumping and teleportation strikes. In a few minutes, nearly 5000 midnight sons directly attacked the former flagship of the midnight lords army through various methods. You must know that all members of the new midnight lords army It was only about [-] people!

As the acting head of the legion, Chiye Mengxiang does not allow failure. Maybe the Midnight Children will taste the bitterness of failure in some days in the future, but definitely not now!

The Winged Angels and Primarchs at Combine Headquarters were watching the Midnight Sons... and so was he.

Never allow failure!

The dismantling stand mounted on the jumping torpedo fiercely kissed the outer armor of the Nightfall, and smashed the entire torpedo into the interior of the battleship. While setting off a cloud of gray dust, it also killed the surrounding low-level slaves and followers of the rebels their mortal army.

Afterwards, Penglai, the captain, was the first to jump out of the dust and mist. Her power sword cut a thug holding a laser rifle in half. The latter wailed as loudly as he could, but the next In a second, his head was crushed by the children of midnight who also leaped out of the dust, blood splashing everywhere!

"Kill all the rebels!"

Penglai yelled loudly, like a crazy killing machine, taking life was as casual and easy as eating and drinking for them. After all, they were also Night Lords, and they also inherited the genes of that wandering soul that wandered under midnight.

The lightning flashing blade of the power sword split open a tattered iron door, and behind this iron door, Penglai saw the first night lord, the first rebel, the first ... brother.

The night lord was stunned when he saw Penglai for the first time. He saw the familiar bat-winged skull logo, the slender waist and the inexplicable bulge on the chest——

"you……"

"Long live, Lord of the Night!"

The only response to him was the more familiar Nostromo language battle cry.

A moment of hesitation took the life of the midnight lord, his hands were cut off, his weapon was kicked away, and a sharp and swift sword light almost cut his upper body in half from the left shoulder, before the blood completely blinded his eyes , the rebels saw more Astartes wearing the logo of the midnight lord jumping out of the darkness... some wearing helmets, some not wearing helmets, and the beautiful faces hidden under the helmets were also attacked by the rebels. His elder brother is in the eyes.

female?

Female Night Lords?

The new Night Lords?

So what are we?

With great doubts, the rebel brother drowned in his own blood and pain, and his sisters would step on his corpse.

Chapter 151 Under midnight, death is still alive ([-])

The battle ended very quickly. Just an hour later, the main nodes in the Nightfall were controlled by the Children of the Night. At this time, only some rebels were still fighting in the hall of the Legion, and their leader It was the Prophet, Talos Valcoran.

"What the hell are they?! Female Astartes? How can this be..."

Talos' brother, Sherion, stood beside Talos, holding a bolt gun and pointing at the door of the legion hall, and outside the door were the constant sound of bolt shooting and painful screams, and these The voice quickly disappeared as if swallowed by darkness and the unknown... After a few minutes, there was silence outside the gate of the Legion Hall.

"The people outside are finished," Talos said indifferently, "so are we."

"Talos, you know that's not what I want to talk about!" Sherion walked to the side, and he said angrily, "I don't know witchcraft like you, so I'm far away from you, an idiot standing in the middle of the hall." It’s better to keep the eggs far away.”

"Witchcraft that can't stop even a few explosive bombs is no different from nothing."

After refuting his brother's sentence, Talos sighed slightly in his heart. He had already fully understood what Sevtar meant, but this realization came too late, and this reality was too painful... No wonder Sevtar would be like this despair.

"Brother, we are already the remnants of the old era."

There was a wry smile on the corner of Talos's mouth. He lowered his head and looked at the long sword in his hand. This is a power sword snatched from a certain Astartes battle group. The imperial double-headed eagle on it has not been damaged. , and those cold and empty eagle eyes were staring at Talos wordlessly.

I will die, at the hands of the new Night Lords.

Talos thought of the armors of the new midnight lords. Their armors were the same black and blue as his own, but instead of severed limbs and human skin, let alone those rotten flesh, they were decorated with golden intricate patterns. , golden Nostromo poems, golden figure reliefs, and the appearance of that human face has already appeared countless times in my memory.

This is not the Night Lords!This fucking is a blood angel in black and blue armor!

Is this what you want, father?

The wry smile at the corner of Talos' mouth became more ferocious, making his face shrunk, like a butcher grinning grinningly, or a clown crying.

You don't want an executioner... a dainty doll?Ha, that's a good joke, Conrad Curz would want a bunch of little girls for his heirs!

Primarch, do you hate us so much?Even after we destroyed the source of that iniquity, the planet called Nostromo... yeah, the Night Lords are still living in senseless iniquity and never-ending failure, the Legion from within to Everything outside is poisoned by evil.

From this point of view, representing the past, we have failed, and we are the only legion heirs hated by the Primarch—

But that doesn't mean they can replace us!

Forty Night Lords, this is the entire force staying in the legion hall, and outside the gate, there is surging darkness, but these murderous executioners did not flee or beg for mercy, but just stayed silently. In the hall, scattered in every corner, ready for battle.

The darkness engulfed the entire Legion Hall, not only the darkness caused by the loss of light source, but also mixed with the power of psionic energy and artificially created dust and fog... The Midnight Sons want to take this Legion Hall and ensure its general whole.

This darkness greatly interfered with the vision of the Night Lords, and taking advantage of the spread of the darkness, the first batch of Midnight Sons had quietly entered the Legion Hall, even though they were disturbed by the vision just like the rebellious brothers, But the children of midnight with the bat factor can search and locate targets with ultrasonic waves, and their leader is the first company commander of the new midnight lords, Chiye Moexiang.

She saw her prey.

An intuition stemming from psionic energy made Talos subconsciously take a step back, which saved his life:

The black and red sickle slashed across the double-headed eagle emblem on the chest of Talos' armor, chopped the golden double-headed eagle into two pieces, and the strange smell produced by dismantling the armor and destroying the armor filled Talos' nostrils , but he had no time to think more, but directly slashed forward with his sword!

A blue thunderbolt flashed on the power sword, but the thunderbolt failed to cut anything... After a single blow and a few shots from the bolt pistol in his hand, Talos realized that the surroundings were completely silent!

There was no sound of blades slashing, no sound of bombs firing, and the surroundings were all dark, as if Talos was the only one here, or in the entire Legion Hall!

All too familiar... the terror tactics of the Night Lords Legion.

Use darkness to oppress the enemy's sight, use pursuit to destroy the enemy's will, and use fear to reshape and transform the order after the battle.Ha, what state are you in now?Are they oppressing a night lord?Want the Night Lords to bow to fear?

There was the shrill sound of the scythe cutting through the air. This time, Talos was ready. He turned around to avoid the attack of the scythe, and picked up his own blade, and the feeling from the blade let Talos know the attack It was successful, but the sword marks were too light, probably just scratched the surface of the armor or something like a relief - the speed of the attacked was too fast, even such a swift sword could not reap more results .

"Back off, he is my prey."

A cold voice sounded, confirming this sentence, the darkness surrounding Talos gradually faded, and even the candles in the Legion Hall were lit, and the dim lights brightened again.With these lights, Talos saw the surrounding environment clearly:

My brothers were lying on the ground, life or death unknown, the black and blue power armor was pasted with strange devices, and standing around them were the same color armor... the Midnight Lords.

The sound of the helmet being thrown to the ground recalled Talos' thoughts and sight, and he set his sights on the woman in front of him, who was wearing a gorgeous black-blue armor and had well-maintained silver hair with beautiful luster. But that glamorous pretty face had a familiar expression to Talos——

Conrad Kertz-esque sneer.

An indescribable emotion rushed into Talos's heart, almost crushing him completely.

"Your strength surprises me...I know you, the prophet of the Eighth Legion," Chi Ye Mengxiang leaned the scythe on her shoulder, she looked at Talos slightly, like a cute little girl, "Can you give us back your name, along with the title 'Legion of the Night Lords'?"

"We are the Night Lords!"

Talos squeezed the words between his teeth, his face tensed with anger and sorrow:

"We are the sons of Conrad Curtz!"

"It's so strange that a group of scumbags and criminals can brazenly claim to be the Night Lords," Chi Ye Mengxiang let the scythe circle in her hand, and the scythe blade brushed against the silver hair, making it Shaking slightly, "We are different from you, rebellious brother scum......"

"Death, or surrender, choose."

But Talos just smiled contemptuously, and then charged towards Chi Ye Mengxiang.

Chapter 152

breathe.

breathe.

"Huh...huh?"

Talos realized that he was still alive, so he slowly opened his eyes.

Above his head was a built-in long lamp emitting dim light, while Talos himself was lying on the cold and hard floor. After propping up his upper body and looking around, he saw that only a thin blanket was placed in the corner of the wall, and besides There is nothing other than this thing.

Talos, who was wearing a black and white striped prison uniform, stood up with difficulty. He found that all the muscles in his body were screaming, and every part of his body was filled with soreness and weakness. Leaving physical strength...Turning his wrists, Talos found a cyan rune on the wrists of both hands that extended to his shoulders.

Now, even the power of psychics has been taken away.

"Ha, Talos, here you come."

A slow voice sounded, and this voice made Talos's mind move slightly... It was so familiar, this voice was often heard in the Legion in the past, heard this voice relaying the orders of the Primarch, heard this voice at the assembly Shouted "Death to the False Emperor!".

"Sevtar, Yago Sevtarion...First Captain of the Legion."

Talos whispered the name of the person in the opposite cell with nostalgia and resentment, but Sevtar just smiled back:

"What's the matter? Brother, the prison food here tastes pretty good. Apart from making your muscles sore, there's nothing wrong with it."

"You fucking..." Talos' face was full of ferocity, and he rushed forward—and then fell directly into the corridor, "Me? Huh? What's going on here?!"

"Save your energy, Talos," Sevtar stretched his waist and leaned against the wall, "They don't care if we can escape at all, oh yes, you have been in a coma for a long time, and you were sent to a normal in the cell."

Facing Talos' angry gaze, Sevtar said nonchalantly:

"Since you have appeared here, it means that the flagship of the legion has been delivered to them."

"You saw it all!"

Talos stood up with difficulty, he gasped, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and the face of the prophet of the Eighth Legion was contorted with anger:

"You saw us abandoned! Replaced! Then you sent me to deliver that damn ship and the lives of my brothers to those dolls!"

"The doll doesn't have the ability to defeat the soldiers of the Night Lords Legion from the front," Sevtar yawned, lying sideways on the floor, stretching his hand to cover his body with a thin blanket, and said angrily:

"There will be a meal at twelve noon every day. If you want to drink water, there is a drinking place at the end of the corridor on your left, and the toilet is also there. Okay, don't bother me, my mood is worse than yours...you I just came here today, and you will calm down after staying here for a month like me."

"I'm going to run away from here."

Talos whispered.

"It doesn't matter," Sevtar pointed to the corridor on the other side. The depths of the corridor were filled with darkness, and even the vision of the Astartes couldn't see what was hidden after that. "If you want to escape You can only go in that direction, and don't even think about using strong acid saliva, your saliva can't corrode the metal here... But as the advice of the legion brothers, you can't escape, it's impossible to escape."

As he said that, the corners of Sevita's mouth raised slightly, showing a sad expression that he didn't know whether it was true or not, which made Talos feel an unknown fire in his heart.

"...as you like."

After throwing Sevtar a contemptuous look, Talos walked slowly to the other corridor. On the way, he also saw several Night Lords who were also imprisoned here. Like Sevtar, they had no Being imprisoned behind iron bars, they either sat or lay down in their cells, with no intention of going out.

Talos looked at these night lords, gritted his teeth, and then continued to walk into the darkness... When he passed a certain cell, a familiar voice sounded:

"Talos?"

The Prophet turned his head and saw Sherion who had been following him to the end. He turned his head and saw other people in the team, including Ursus who was bewitched by Khorne. Leaning against the cell wall in awe, like a breathing corpse.

"What are you going to do, Talos? For water, on the other side."

Sherion said indifferently, he tugged at his thin blanket, as if by doing so he could cover himself a little tighter and resist the despair and decadence rising from the bottom of his heart.

After a little hesitation, Talos whispered:

"I want to escape."

"...I suggest you go back and lie down, so that you will feel better."

After that, Sherion didn't speak any more. He lay on the floor, turned over, and turned his back to Talos.

Talos realizes that all the Night Lords here have tried to escape, but they have all given up on the idea in the end, sitting here like walking corpses waiting to die, or simply rot in the long wait.

"There's something there."

Staring at the darkness, Talos subconsciously wanted to turn around and go back, but he suppressed the urge and walked towards the darkness. After the sound of Talos' footsteps disappeared in the corridor, Sherion let out a long cry. , full of pained sigh.

After stubbornly walking for seven or eight minutes, Talos saw a ray of light in the distance, and as he approached, the light became more and more intense... Talos walked into a bright corridor:

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