mtl008 Chapter 527: Eagle Strikes the Sky Chaos Evil Spell
Chapter 527: Eagle Strikes the Sky Chaos Evil Spell
Chapter 527: Eagle Strikes the Sky Chaos Evil Spell
Lin Heng was confused about his situation at the moment, since he sat down on the chair with thick cushions.
He began to wander involuntarily in the subspace, and the noisy voices of officials and dignitaries around him gradually faded away.
As he released the blockade on his own spiritual energy, the voices in his brain immediately began to vibrate.
In reality, the voices around the round table that have goals and can see possibilities for the future have disappeared.
Instead, there are turbulent whispers from the sea of soul, where the past, future and present are constantly intertwined.
Since that sound inexplicably appeared a month ago, it has become louder and more complicated with the alternation of day and night day after day.
He tried to figure out the secret, but even with the blessing of Ahriman's memory, he was unable to find out what was going on.
One, two, and now countless sounds are echoing in my ears.
Those ghostly voices carried different emotions, constantly pulling and tearing at his external perception.
Sincere prayers and evil infections go hand in hand, crying and screaming laughter exist at the same time.
Those voices that wanted to drive him into schizophrenia were muttering miserably.
Positive and negative, good and bad, cannot be measured, or one may no longer be able to calculate.
This was a more severe mental poison than the long period of insomnia he had experienced before. All his energy was now being used to fight against these sounds that were about to burst his head.
But I can't resist their infection by my own strength, and now I can't even reply to everyone.
During this period, the umbilical cord substitute sent himself several warning star messages, but as time went on, the star messages were covered by complex sounds and could not be found.
Those bright colors turned into a storm that swept through his soul and body, and evil spirits surrounded him like an overwhelming force.
They watched him intently, ready to rush over and tear this tiny human to pieces the moment he got tired.
However, after the golden light pierced through the misty group of evil spirits, their fate was to scatter in panic.
But these evil spirits were just minor characters attracted here, and the mumbling that was almost driving him insane did not stop.
He looked into the boundless depths of the subspace, where the nine bright stars surrounded him. Perhaps the answer to his situation could only be found there...
Gerald looked at Lin Heng, who was somewhat distraught. This confusing situation made him realize that it must be inextricably linked to the subspace.
Whether it is a problem with the Black Legion remains to be verified. Now as long as the other party does not do anything extreme, there is no harm in letting it go.
After all, there are still hundreds of problems waiting for him to solve, and the enemies from outside are slowly advancing towards Wokus.
"Chaos forces have already infiltrated the Hive City of Fisilicus, and now the Arbitrators and Stormtroopers of the Ministry of Justice are trying to stop them.
They are conducting a top wipe of all sanctuary areas and trying to destroy the cannon so that it cannot be fired." Jerry, the Dean of the Law Department, said anxiously.
“This is unavoidable, a region of this size cannot cater to everything.
We were already completely exposed when the Tau invaded, and now we can only do our best to resist these Chaos traitors." The Minister of Military Affairs said angrily.
"There were riots in several hive cities. Although they were all suppressed, it is conceivable that the enemy wanted to destroy them from within."
"The orc fleet mentioned earlier is now approaching Vorkus. Although there are only about 30 ships, it is a force that must be paid attention to."
"We don't mind if the industrial zone cuts power to provide energy for the void shield, but we can't complete the production and construction with guaranteed quality and quantity."
"Food reserves are also key. Food and fodder must be prepared before troops move. We must focus on protecting those agricultural worlds."
"We have received calls for help from several planets in other galaxies. They said..."
"Gentlemen, one, mountain bombardment, two, the Black Legion, we will discuss the rest of the news in the second phase."
Gerald interrupted the Governor and the others, knowing that these matters were very important.
However, compared with the Black Legion and Mountain Bombardment at this stage, they can be put aside for the time being.
"Have all the fleets been recovered? How many are there now?"
The overwhelmed Lord Admiral rubbed his bald temples and said with a headache:
“There are 56 operational warships, with more than 30 new ships added, which is roughly balanced with the previous ones.
But we are facing the Black Legion joined by the Red Pirates, with an estimated number of over 400 warships, which is nearly four times our number in terms of all types of ships. "
Faced with such a disparity, everyone present remained silent for a moment, especially the nobles and wandering merchants.
"There's nothing we can do. Let's get the merchant ships and the ships of the Ring Star Force ready as well."
Coincidentally, the Grand Inquisitor still announced their "death penalty", and the merchant nobles immediately felt as if their mother had died.
This means that everything they know about the star zone will be destroyed in this war.
Before there was any news from the Black Legion, they had the ability to transfer ship caravans to other star systems and star regions.
Although this will cost them a lot of money and favors, it is much more worthwhile than giving it all away for free.
It’s a pity that these merchants didn’t expect the Black Legion to attack here. Now they have no time to evacuate even if they want to leave.
The assets they have painstakingly built up in Kuoyu for hundreds or even thousands of years will all be reduced to ashes and burned.
But they had no other choice but to fight to the death.
"The fleet will attack, and we must buy time to prepare for the bombardment."
The official in charge of artillery at the Ministry of the Interior nodded and immediately began to notify the firing command to enter level one combat readiness.
The leaders of other departments of the Wokus Industrial World also quickly issued orders, including the army, ships, void shields, factories, warehouses, hive cities, starports, and so on.
"The previous communicator failure caused by the impact of the stellar flare has been eliminated.
The Weather Sanctuary is taking measurements of the slingshot effects of stellar influences and the Vorcus world's own gravitational field.
The trajectory of the artillery fire will be set according to the trajectory of the enemy ships. Now it depends on the situation of the fleet."
It depends on the situation of the fleet.
Each of the hundreds of captains is a powerful figure who can call the shots.
Especially the admirals who have their own fleets. Their 7 or 8 Retribution-class battleships each lead their own fully-strength fleets and advance in unison.
Surrounding them were a dozen Astartes battle barges, carrying small but powerful weapons to directly attack the most vulnerable items in enemy ships - the crew.
Although the dozens of star sail ships behind them seem a bit ridiculous, the hundreds of them when deployed fully demonstrate the momentum of the people of the empire.
Battlecruisers, large cruisers, light cruisers, frigates, destroyers.
Revenge, Exorcist level, Overlord, Mars, Domination, Bright Moon, Dictator level, Fearless, Endeavor level, Longsword, Scimitar, Firestorm level.
Hundreds of ships began to follow their respective main ships, dispersing into streams heading towards the more terrifying torrents in the distance.
The Starhawk bomber is ready to go, fully loaded with 40 plasma missiles, bound to destroy enemy ships dozens of times its size.
The engines of those carrier-based Fury interceptors roared, ready to intercept enemy groups and open up channels for ships and bombers.
In the Sharnasqua region, this will be a war that goes down in history.
Now let's look at their opponents, a fleet led by the Queen of Glory's battleship, the Spirit of Vengeance.
Although the number of more than 300 ships is small, their momentum is not inferior to that of the Empire.
Those Chaos warbands are commanded by their respective Chaos Lords, and each of them is composed of various Chaos ships that have been transformed by the Dark Mechanicus and contaminated by the Warp.
The Black Legion and the Red Pirates were dispersed, with each of the six teams having about 6 to 4 ships.
Each admiral will face a Chaos Lord, and each Chaos Lord will select an admiral.
Explode, block, and run.
Macro cannon, light spear, torpedo.
Void shield, boarding ship, and carrier-based aircraft.
Quickly jump, change formation, hide and dodge.
A silent fight began in the sea of stars, and in the parliament, arrangements for the second round were also being made.
“Although the navy and the army have been at odds for a long time, I really hope they can win this naval battle.
But we all know that this is wishful thinking. "The commander of the Star Army sighed and stood up, putting on his military cap and adjusting it.
“Everyone, I’ll take my leave now. It’s time to go to my headquarters to make the next deployment.
I hope I can see all of you who are always talking nonsense again when we meet again."
The Astra Militarum commander nodded in greeting, and the others nodded in farewell.
When a bird is about to die, its cry is sad; when a person is about to die, his words are kind.
But the commander was still teasing everyone, as if he didn't want to make these guys, whom he had only seen for less than half a year, feel sad.
They are indeed much more indifferent, and everyone will have their own difficulties to solve when facing the commander.
"I won't sit here anymore. I feel uncomfortable under the lights. I feel safer in the hidden corners.
I will discuss assassination and beheading plans with the leaders of those chapters. When you have time, pray that we can end the war early."
The secret mentor of the Assassin's Court stood up and left, never revealing any part of his body except his eyes.
"Okay, let's go first. The Hive City of Fesilicus is full of dangers. We have to make sure nothing goes wrong inside."
Jerry, the Dean of the Law Department, stood up to say goodbye, and everyone nodded, understanding that they would all leave next.
"The warp storm shows no signs of stopping, and I think there are other unknown dangers in it.
I can't see clearly here with my third eye alone, so I have to go back to the family courtyard to use equipment to explore."
The patriarch of the Navigation Family slowly stopped practicing, but he still glanced at Lin Heng before closing his eyes.
"Thank you for your hard work, Patriarch. It's up to you to supervise the affairs of the Subspace."
Gerald stood up and saw him off. Governor Ulysses received the signal and followed him out.
Two or three minutes later, the two returned, their eyes fixed on Lin Heng.
Everyone was sharp-eyed and sharp-minded, so they naturally knew that something had happened to the distracted Lin Heng again.
They each found a reason to leave quickly, of course they all had their own work to do.
Businessmen and politicians gradually left the venue, but there was still one group that remained: the cardinals surrounding Lin Heng.
They put their hands on him, knelt on one knee and recited scriptures silently, with worried faces looking extremely sad.
"Your Excellency the Grand Inquisitor, what happened to the Living Saint? I haven't seen him for a month. Why did he become like this?"
The cardinal who had previously competed for the only candidate for the destination planet immediately became anxious when he saw the two return.
Gerald frowned, the situation was more serious than he had imagined.
“The clan leader saw that the other person was covered in many shadows, and the number of shadows was as thick as the sea.
The reason why Lin Heng is in this state is because of the Black Legion.
Governor Ulysses.
The governor nodded and said, "The news that the Black Legion occupied the planet has been confirmed. Although they built a star port as a transit station.
But more importantly, it is actually using the residents of the planet to perform chaos rituals to produce unknown effects on Lin Heng."
"So, His Excellency the Living Saint's current state is caused by several planetary-level chaotic evil spells!" the bishop said excitedly.
"Based on the information we have now, this is correct. We don't know what other problems this may cause, but we estimate that the psychic beacon may also play a role."
"Damn Chaos, there's nothing else to do, quickly gather all priests above the level of deacon and bring all the relics that can be used.
Now go to the Mirror Cathedral of the Hive City immediately, gather the power of faith for His Excellency the Living Saint, and resist the evil magic of Chaos!"
"I will let the Grey Knights serve as guards. Bishop, please ensure Lin Heng's safety."
The bishops nodded heavily, and then called for fighter planes to take the living saint away.
At the same time, behind the battlefield millions of astronomical units away from the industrial world of Vorcus, under the bow viewing window of the Spirit of Vengeance.
The prophet Moriana walked behind the Warmaster with a cane, bent her already hunched body, and said humbly:
"Warmaster, the Prism Project has entered its second phase. That guy can't help but enter the warp to fight against the Voice of the Spirit."
"Very good." Abaddon grinned.
The exploding ships in the viewing window represent the collapse of the empire, while the fading starlight in the warp storm symbolizes the guy's mutation.
"Everything is under my control, Lyras. Tell the fleet to gather and assemble. It's time to attack Vorcus."
The prince Lyras nodded and left, and the prophet Moriana stepped forward and reminded:
“Sir, our journey is not clear in the prophecy, and the turbulence in the High Heavens clearly tells me how unpredictable the situation is.
I think we shouldn't act so quickly, we should let the spiritual voice infect that guy for a while.
At least..."
Abaddon turned his head, his cloak fluttering behind him, and the huge Eye of Horus on his chest stared at Moriana so hard that she dared not look directly at him.
"Prophet, I know you have great powers, but success depends on human effort.
Now that I am here, no matter how fierce the storm in the Warp is, it cannot blow me, Abaddon, away.
Back off. "
Moriana opened her mouth, but had to swallow the words of dissuasion in her mouth.
The answer to her prediction was neither victory nor total failure...but unstoppable change.