Warhammer 40k: Shattered Steel Soul

The Luna Wolves' flagship, the Vengeful Spirit, is still quite busy, not since the Emperor arrived in Ullanor to meet with Horus Luperkar on board the Vengeful Spirit, no, at this moment. A week ago, until now, the entire ship of Vengeance Spirit has not had a moment of peace.

In addition to cleaning and arranging the ceremonial accessories to welcome the Emperor, the arrival of the Emperor's direct fleet also means the official start of the next round of large-scale attack plans. The company commanders of the Luna Wolves confirmed the final tactical arrangements in front of a large number of holographic interstellar maps. The discovered positions and enemy movements of various orc tribes were marked one by one, with red and blue arrows crisscrossing them.

From the weapons depot to the ordnance depot, the engines roared lowly during the test, and multiple robotic arms moved busily, debugging the details of each mechanical creation. The armor is being oiled for the last time, and the power swords and power claws are being inspected one by one under the supervision of technical sergeants and the cooperation of servitors. Fuel is transported through thousands of pipelines, and ammunition for different weapons is distributed separately to ensure supply. of sufficient.

Stormbirds and Thunderhawks were ready for action on the decks and hangars. The warriors checked their accustomed bolters, laser weapons, and flamethrowers, and placed pistols and grenades in their respective positions.

At the same time, they occasionally tell each other some jokes that they understand internally, such as debating which of the different models of armor is more suitable for the style of the Luna Wolves in appearance - not the bird head anyway, or pretending to The Emperor prayed a few words, and then laughed at each other for not imitating those Word Bearers who were even crazier than the orcs.

"I always feel that one day you will also take the oath of war with us," Togaton said with a smile, winking at Loken, "instead of being responsible for doing this favor for us."

"Better not," Loken said stiffly, stretching his arms. "There are only four people in the Council of Four Kings."

"Why can't there be five?" Togaton shrugged exaggeratedly, "New moon, half moon, gibbous moon, full moon, and half crescent moon, half half moon... I have long felt that I am familiar with these familiar faces every day. Working together is boring enough."

"Are you sure?" Sejanus punched Togaton on the shoulder. The reason why he completed this routine task this time was because he stood closest to Togaton.

"Don't think that you can stop my truth by relying on vulgar violence," Togaton immediately began to joke. "You must know that the truth will survive the fire of war and endure forever, and the holy word will stand in the chaos and be revealed..."

"And you will receive a second blow, Taric," Ezekiel Abaddon warned. "We are here to make a pre-battle oath, not to imitate the Word Bearers."

Acemande nodded quietly: "Ezekiel is right, Loken has been waiting for a long time."

Loken silently emptied his mind, letting all the noisy conversations flow quietly from his cerebral cortex, until several Astartes leaned towards him one after another and began to recite the oaths they would fulfill in the next battle. .

Loken straightened his arms and let the four long strips of paper hanging on his arms hang down smoothly and naturally, ensuring that the oaths of everyone in the Council of Four Kings were clearly displayed. "I will bear witness to your oath," he said.

Just as several warriors were drawing their palms with their sword blades one after another, smearing blood on the oath paper, Mallowhurst passed by the door of the hall where they were, walked a few steps, then returned, and walked straight towards them.

"Aren't you going to take me with you?"

He looked a little tired, having sustained some unpleasant injuries in previous battles. Torgadun made his usual comment: he looked more like a "twist", but luckily it didn't really match his nickname - which would have made me laugh.

"Aren't you by our father's side?" Abaddon stood up and welcomed Mallowhurst's arrival. Loken returned the oaths one by one to the Luna Wolf who wrote them.

"Father has much to say to the Emperor alone," said Malohurst, sighing wearily. "As you know, he has decided to make his war oath alone to the Emperor, and I will Talk to you about tactical planning. We still have five systems to confirm the order of attack and the extent of destruction. The exploration work on the frontline shows that they still have the value of preservation, and the mineral resources and biological resources are worth preserving. "

"Then you should go to Harhabat first." Togaton shrugged his shoulders and grinned when he mentioned the religious sect. "Before we fight side by side with them, why do we need to communicate so frequently? How to protect the world we want to attack instead of using heavenly fire to wipe them all out..."

"You think I don't know that?" said Mallowhurst. "I was talking to the captain about it."

"Erebus?" Loken answered curiously. He had heard the name of the cult leader for a long time, but had never had the luck to talk to him head-on.

In the words of the Council of Four Kings, Erebas is surprisingly a rational person. He is not difficult to communicate with. In a sense, he is even very different from those fighting maniacs. Of course, he would stick to those core ideals that are characteristic of the Word Bearers, such as the need to eliminate every enemy they can - but they were facing orcs after all, so that wasn't a contradiction at all.

After Marlowhurst, Erebus walked into the hall. He was dressed in granite-gray armor, of medium build, with deep eye sockets and darker skin against the lines of fine scripture. He had slender fingers and calm movements, and carried a heavy book with gilded edges. It should be the famous Book of Lorgar, or the Bible that the Word Bearers often talked about.

He made people feel the need to respect him at first sight, and Loken was attracted by his smile - no, even if it was the first time they met, Loken still didn't like that peaceful and gentle smile. It seemed to make people want to believe his words involuntarily, but it was easy to feel uneasy in their hearts.

"Marlowhurst mentioned this to me," Erebus said, his voice was calmer than anyone else in the entire Halhabaite, and there seemed to be some trustworthy rationality hidden in it, confirming his transcendent status as the head of the sect. "Which spiral arm wars need to be spared, which areas can be thoroughly purified, Halhabet will remember these requirements."

"The same goes for Gastalin." Abaddon replied. "The outer part of the Draco sector will be handed over to the Word Bearers, and we will accompany Lord Horus to Goron."

"Of course," Erebus nodded politely, his eyes swept over the people present one by one, "Abaddon, Aximander, Torgaddon, Cyjanus, and..."

"Gavel Loken," Torgaddon introduced, "our respected Tenth Captain."

Loken smiled politely: "Erebus."

"Nice to meet you," Erebus smiled and nodded to him, and left with Malohurst.

As soon as he confirmed that the head of the cult had gone far enough, Torgaddon immediately let out a long sigh of relief: "Finally he left! I was really afraid that he would burn Aximander's beautiful face!"

"Don't use Mesati's adjectives carelessly," Loken whispered awkwardly, "That's what the Memoirs Court uses for publishing and archiving."

"Tsk," Torgaddon smacked his lips, "Loken."

"Why did the Primarch Lorgar send this team here?" Cyjanus shook his head, "Even I always feel that Erebus is the only one in their entire cult who can understand unwritten conversations."

"The Primarch Lorgar will only dedicate what he thinks is best to the Emperor," Abaddon said, "Even if the two cults run in parallel, he still really cares about Halhabait."

The others looked at Abaddon in surprise until the captain of the first company turned his head: "Father's evaluation, okay!"

"I was saying, how did you suddenly become smart." Torgaddon laughed.