Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

Chapter 167 He Still Loves Dorn

"Follow me, sons of Dorne!"

The girl, who was shrouded in holy light, held up the iris flag and shouted, "For the Emperor! For Saint Noah! Drive out the aliens, leaving no one behind!"

Thousands of Space Marines in purple and ivory power armor surrounded her and charged towards the enemy with her.

And opposite them was a surging green tide!

"Waaagh!!!"

The excited roars and war cries of the greenskins filled the entire plain. Hundreds of Zakus in the sky took advantage of their flying maneuverability and used plasma cannons to continuously deplete the number of greenskins, focusing on shooting and killing the orc boys and psychic boys, and destroying the greenskins' aerial vehicles.

On the ground battlefield, the army of Space Marines pierced into the green tide like an indestructible blade!

The greenskins were not to be outdone. There was even a group of greenskins that was obviously larger than the others and excitedly took the initiative to charge back at them. They were hundreds of orc bosses led by the Warboss!

"Waaagh!!!"

Zachariah, wearing a Hades-type Terminator armor, followed Jeanna silently, charging at the front. The orc boss in the front row was quickly shot dead by a bomb, and Zachariah immediately rushed forward to meet the green-skinned Warboss.

As the Chapter Master and former Chapter Champion, Zachariah simply wielded the power sword swiftly and indifferently.

As the Warboss roars and laughs, decapitate him.

The rest of the greenskins scattered almost immediately, fleeing in all directions in panic.

"La Pucelle!"

Zachariah heard the saint chanting a prayer, and in an instant, a holy flame spread across the plain. The flame was like a raging fire dragon, burning any creature in it to ashes.

But miraculously, under the protection of the holy light, the Space Marines in the center of the flames were unharmed.

Although this was not the first time that Zechariah had seen the saint perform miracles, he still couldn't help but feel emotional.

Exactly eighteen years had passed since the arrival of the Blamer to the von Valancius Dynasty.

For eighteen years, the Blamers have fought alongside the Soul Drinkers to clear the Coronus Expanse of its many xenos enemies.

During these eighteen years, Zacharias gradually gained the trust of the von Valancius dynasty.

Like the Soul Drinkers, the Blamers also know many of the Dynasty's secrets.

For example, the actual territory of the von Valancius Dynasty is not the 53 worlds on the surface, but at least hundreds of colonized worlds!

The 53 worlds that were visible were basically civilizations of little value. Most of them were so poor that even the Empire had to exempt them from tithes because they had just been developed.

On the contrary, the hidden worlds are more important than each other!

There are hive worlds, industrial worlds, agricultural worlds, and paradise worlds.

Even this is not the limit, because the dynasty is still constantly exploring new worlds, and the world under their feet is one of them.

In just five years, this was the 5th world conquered by the Blamers and Soul Drinkers together, and there would be only many more worlds conquered by the Soul Drinkers alone.

Zechariah also understood that this was not because the dynasty trusted the Soul Drinkers more than the Blamers.

If this is the case, the blamers have no right to participate in the development.

The reason for the different treatment is ultimately because the blamers are short-handed.

Even after 18 years of development, there are only a little over 1400 Blamers today, and that's the result of Zechariah using almost all of his gene seeds to train new recruits.

Although there are still hundreds of new recruits being trained, it will take a long time for them to become qualified soldiers.

In comparison, the number of Soul Drinkers is much greater.

Although Zacharias never asked, he estimated that there were at least 3000 soul guides.

When coming to this conclusion, Zachariah felt somewhat sad, because this number was probably not much less than that of the Black Templar.

But Zacharias firmly believed that as long as the Blamer followed the von Valancius dynasty unswervingly, the Blamer would soar sooner or later!

Today's accusers are proof of this.

Eighteen years ago, there were less than 18 accusers, and they were so poor that they couldn't even afford to buy pants.

Now, the Accusers not only have 1400 people, but the first company is full of Hades-type and Iron Cavalry-type Terminator armor, the second company is full of Indomitable-type Terminators, and most of the others are wearing MK4 power armor. The former MK7s are all gathering dust in the warehouse because no one wears them!

It has developed to this point in less than 20 years, no one would believe it if I told them.

Zacharias even felt that there should be a forge world under the rule of the von Valancius dynasty, otherwise where would all the power armors come from?

This is totally different from the '3000 sets' of MK4 that Sarpedon told him he picked up from the space ship!

Although he had doubts, Zechariah never asked.

If the von Valancius Dynasty wanted to tell him this core secret, he would naturally know it.

If the other party doesn't tell him, he will only get himself into trouble if he asks.

Isn't it enough to have power armor to wear anyway? Why does he care where the power armor comes from?

Zacharias was increasingly grateful for the choice he made back then. Fortunately, the Soul Drinker had called them to Dagonus, and fortunately, he had stood firmly on the side of the Soul Drinker during the trial. Otherwise, how could the Blamers be in their current situation?

Soul drinkers are truly capable!

He really wants to help his brother if there is any benefit!

"Captain Zachariah."

Zachariah's thoughts were interrupted, and the dead saint came back to life again. She asked softly, "Is it resolved?"

Zechariah said:

"Yes, Saint. It should be difficult for the orcs on this planet to grow to a large enough scale in a short period of time. Just like before, let PDF handle it. We only need to leave a small number of battle brothers behind just in case."

Although he still despised the mortals calling the Emperor a god, he still seriously called Jeanna a saint, not because of her devout belief in the Emperor, but because of the honor and merit she had won in battle.

Jeanne nodded slightly:

"Then let's get ready. We will return to Dagonus and the Feast of Blades will begin."

Zachariah's face became serious. The right to host the 813th Blade Feast should have belonged to the Iron Knights because they were the winners of the previous Blade Feast.

But more than a decade ago, the Iron Knights took the initiative to approach the Soul Drinkers and proposed to give the hosting rights to them.

This decision is both a signal to the outside world that the Soul Drinker is still a son of Dorne, and a compensation for the original trial.

Although the Iron Knights owed the Soul Drinker nothing, the Imperial Fists felt guilty. As sons of Dorne, the Iron Knights felt they had to make sacrifices for the sake of harmonious relations among the sons of Dorne.

Sarpedon rejected the Iron Knight's proposal, but the two sides eventually reached a compromise:

The Feast of Blades is still hosted by the Iron Knights, but the location is Dagonus, the homeworld of the Soul Drinkers.

No matter what, they are still the sons of Dorne!

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Constellation, bridge.

White's voice was somewhat surprised:

"Sir, according to the star map, we are currently at the edge of the galaxy in Valancius Territory."

"?"

Noah slowly typed the question mark.

"So, we're on track?"

White nods:

"Yes, my lord."

"That's the time."

Noah ordered, "Send an astropathic signal to Dagonus and ask them what time it is."

Not long ago, he had just finished his expedition in the Maelstrom Universe, but encountered a warp storm on his way back to Valancius.

Noah was very calm about it because he was used to it.

Unlike the last time, this time they came out of the subspace after only 8 days, and they didn't even deviate from their route.

If nothing changes in time, wouldn't the emperor's words be in vain?

The astropathic signal was quickly responded to, and White reported:

"Sir, we received a reply, now it's 849.M41."

"That's only a few years."

Noah was thoughtful. The last time he returned to the real universe was 830 years ago.

It was the year 832 when he participated in the Inquisition on Terra, and the year 841 when he returned from his expedition in the Maelstrom.

It's only been eight years now, so it's not too...

"Ok?"

Wait, eight?

Noah suddenly realized something was wrong.

Eight days in the subspace, eight years in the real universe.

What the hell is going on? It's you, Khorne!

Dagonus has something big coming?

After the Emperor blew the wind of the Warp, Tzeentch blew it, and now after Tzeentch has blown it, you Khorne also want to blow it, right?

"Sir, we detected a fleet!"

White said loudly.

Noah immediately asked:

"Dark Eldar or Chaos Warband?"

"neither."

White was surprised, "According to the Imperial code identification, they are the Astral Knights."

"Ok?"

Noah was puzzled.

What are the Astral Knights doing in Dagonus?

"My Lord, they sent us a communication request."

"Access."

Amid the crackling sound of static electricity, a projection of a Space Marine wearing silver and blue power armor appeared in front of Noah.

"Mr. Noah."

He nodded slightly to Noah, because the two sides had met during the trial more than ten years ago.

"Captain Amrad."

Noah looked at his armor and decorations. "Or should I call him Chapter Master now?"

“You can call me Amrad.”

Alto Amrad responded with a smile.

Noah asked doubtfully:

"Amrad, why are you here?"

"We come to the Feast of Blades."

Amrad responded, then turned a little confused, "Don't you know?"

Noah was puzzled at first. Why was the Blade Banquet held in Dagonus?

It seems that the winner last time was not the Soul Drinker?

But soon, a look of horror appeared on Noah's face.

He seemed to know why Old K wanted him to come back at this time!

After all these years, you still can't forget Dorne, right?