Wander! Blue Star People

"Wait, did you hear anything?"

In the battleship of the Thousand Sons Legion, an Astartes stopped and asked his companions if they heard any strange noises.

His name was Wu Ti, and just now, he vaguely heard a heavy breathing.

"Voice?" His companion looked puzzled.

The psychic array was carved into the interior of the battleship, which had a strong shielding effect on all types of noise. He heard nothing.

Ho-ho--

"Here we go again, did you hear me this time?"

Wu Ti frowned and asked his companion again if he heard the same sound as him.

But the answer is still no.

"No."

"Are you under too much mental stress?"

"Don't be suspicious."

Ho-ho-ho-ho-

Wu Ti opened his eyes wide.

The gasping sounds around them became heavier and more numerous, and it seemed that many invisible things appeared around them.

"Something is coming in, I can hear them!" Wu Tiao said firmly, "My psychic talent is stronger than yours, believe me!"

He raised his staff in his left hand and his chainsword in his right hand.

Wariness was written all over his face.

As a battle-hardened Astartes veteran, his performance was worthy of his past exploits.

"Do you want to inform Amon?" Wu Di's companion became nervous.

He followed Wu Ti's example, raised his weapon, and stood back to back with Wu Ti, staring warily in the direction he was facing.

Wu Tiao remained silent.

Wu Ti's companion felt strange and glanced behind him nervously.

"Wutiao?!" He screamed in horror.

Wu Ti's burly body still stood in place, but his head was missing. There was a gray circular incision where the head connected to the body.

"When? Damn it!"

Wu Ti's companion's mood suddenly hit rock bottom, and he waved his chain sword in all directions.

The sharp blade slashed across the pipe and wall, creating a series of sparks, but the feedback let him know that he had not hit anything, and that the enemy who killed Wu Ti was still lurking nearby.

"Amon, an invisible enemy has entered the battleship." Wu Ti's companion opened the communication channel and reported his situation calmly, "My teammate died, and I..."

The words stopped abruptly.

His head was also missing, leaving only a headless corpse standing on top of the original body, echoing Wu Tiao's corpse not far away.

Ho-ho-ho--

The air nearby was distorted, and two slime-like creatures fell from the air.

If there were other Astartes from the Thousand Sons Legion here, they would be surprised to find that this is the guardian elf who has won their trust.

The two guardian elves jumped up and down to the bodies of Wu Ti and Wu Ti. They turned into a pool of viscous liquid, seeped in through the gaps in the power armor, and wrapped the bodies of Wu Ti and Wu Ti two little by little.

A large amount of blood flowed from the power armor.

The blood flowed around the corpses of Wu Ti and Wu Ti, gradually forming a complex bright red pattern. Powerful psychic energy fluctuations were transmitted into the subspace and quickly received a response from the subspace entity.

Soon, two shadowy figures stood up wearing power armor.

They have hideous faces, disgusting pustules on their faces, and a foul stench all over their bodies.

The corpses of the subspace descended into the real universe with the help of the corpses of Wu Tiao and others.

"Praise the Lord of all changes!" they said in unison.

Immediately afterwards, they lay down on the ground, soaking in the blood on the ground to replenish the bright red pattern that summoned them.

The floors, walls, and ceilings are all covered with their ghostly symbols.

"What are you doing?"

After hearing the news, five Astartes came to check the situation. They were shocked when they saw the bright red patterns all over the corridor.

The Astartes of the Thousand Sons Legion were all erudite psykers, and they recognized at a glance that these bright red patterns were summoning circles used to summon powerful warp entities.

"Stop it now!"

The Astartes raised their bolters.

At this moment, they seemed to be under a restraining spell. Their fingers were unable to press the trigger no matter what, and other parts of their bodies also failed to obey their orders.

what happened? They looked horrified.

Ho-ho--

Five groups of slime-like guardian elves fell from the air. In the eyes of their respective owners in disbelief and pain, they ate their owners and summoned five new subspace entities.

“Praise be to the Lord of change.”

They continued to lie on the ground and paint.

A similar scene occurred in many warships of the Thousand Sons Legion. The loss of a small number of Astartes did not affect their battle. They continued to move and fire, but some ominous omen seemed to envelope them.

"The enemy joined the gang?" Amon frowned.

He received many messages asking for help, but by the time he responded, the owners of these messages were already dead.

What exactly is the enemy?

They have been at the forefront of the Great Crusade all year round. Not only are all the Astartes in the legion experienced in many battles, they are at least very qualified warriors. How could they be killed just by sending a message?

Ultramarines? Dark Angel? Death Guard?

Amon could not think of any legion of warriors who could kill the Thousand Sons Astartes like he was chopping melons and vegetables.

Moreover, the distance between them and the Ultramarines, Dark Angels, and Death Guard is very far, and it is impossible for the enemy to join forces to fight on a large scale.

But if the enemy is not from these three legions, then who is it?

Amon was puzzled.

"Amon, my psychic power has increased a lot." Suddenly, an Astartes said, "Could it have anything to do with this?"

Amon was stunned.

The Thousand Sons remained in Prospero longer than the three legions who came to destroy them.

They had long discovered that there were large areas of Mandeville Point near the coalition government's fleet. They deliberately passed through these Mandeville Points when attacking the Death Guard to increase the power of various psychic devices carried by the warships.

Near the Mandeville Point, subspace is extremely close to reality, making it easier to borrow the power of subspace from reality.

Correspondingly, the power of subspace is also more likely to affect reality.

Amon suddenly woke up and his face changed drastically: "Oh no, the attack comes from subspace!"

The power of the Warp is treacherous and unpredictable.

He thought of the letter the Imperial Navy had sent him previously. If the power of subspace appeared in the battleships of the Thousand Sons Legion, or even subspace entities appeared, then the matter of the Thousand Sons Legion being contaminated by the subspace would be completely confirmed.

In this case, the nature of their resistance this time would be completely different.

"Quickly, let our fleet shrink inward and enter the anti-subspace force field of pure-blood humans. Let everyone inspect their warships and clear out the invading subspace forces!"