Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Chapter 403: Reaching a consensus: Traitor's appearance

The situation became delicate. On one side, the orcs were happy and overjoyed, while on the other side, there was Rebos who still didn't understand the situation.

"The Black Orcs... once met... Harrington... Fire Covenant... memory clearing... redemption expedition... Lin Heng..."

Rebos seemed to have grasped the truth beneath the surface, but he still needed to confirm one thing. He slowly pulled out the blade that was stabbed in Stark's neck and released the holographic projection in his eyeballs.

The light and shadow gradually condensed into substance, and the figure of Zakli, the Librarian of the Fire Covenant Chapter, appeared in front of the beasts.

“There are big shrimps!”

"Kill it!"

"Waaagh!"

It was obvious that Rebos had shown the other party everything from beginning to end, but unexpectedly, the stubborn orcs only believed what they thought, and Most shouted the loudest, so that the other orcs were also willing to believe what the other party said.

"Stop... ahem... this is a holographic projection, Moster, can't you see that this is the Space Marine Chapter you encountered before?"

Stark, the master of technology, covered his bloody wound and operated the welding gun to heat and weld the wound on his neck, questioning as he did so.

Most's stupidity came back. He stared at the image of Zakli Think Tank for a long time before he suddenly realized:

"Oh! I remember it now. It seems that there is such a thing. After the black orcs came out, these big shrimps went crazy... But if Brother Gomo gave us orders, we would be even crazier, hehehe."

Stark shook his head, covered the wound with some fungal extract, turned around and looked at Rebos who was not on guard.

"So next time, don't attack the one with a clear mind. Kill the only one who is easy to talk to. Everyone will suffer."

Rebos really couldn't understand why this group of orcs, or the orc named Moster, had this attitude towards him.

No, it should be this attitude towards Lin Heng. What on earth had they experienced that made the other party look so happy to see him?

The orc technician named Stark spoke more refined and clear words than most orcs, even those of the Blood Axe clan.

This forced him to attribute the high-tech equipment on the special forces guys on the planet Catachan to the other side.

Rebos wanted to kill the other person and get rid of a big trouble for himself, but this would put himself in a dilemma...

"Can you tell me what happened before?"

"Ah? Ning has lost his memory? It doesn't matter. As a special person appointed by Brother Mao, Ning is qualified to let me talk about it again." Most laughed foolishly.

"In exchange, we also want to know some information about this item." Stark said cunningly.

...

“It’s sad to hear this, but it happened and we have to do our best to make amends.

We will immediately dispatch a transport ship to the surface. Please send the coordinates via the signal oscillator in half an hour."

Caroline and others who were at the base received news that the Order's ship had left to avoid the warships.

But everyone also had an idea. If it were in the past, they would definitely leave without hesitation on the other side's ship, but now they would not use any ship except the cruiser bought by Rebos.

"We have contacted the light cruiser. You can leave first. We have reached a consensus with the Catachan jungle warriors and are ready to load as many soldiers as possible to go to Riza together."

The words of the Zakri Think Tank could not be refused, and the Jungle Warrior officers present made it clear that they would call up troops from the barracks.

"Thank you for your clear judgment of the situation. After calculating and correcting a large amount of data, we have come up with a very reliable but overly dangerous result.

That is, the orcs of the Urgok Waaagh Empire have been dispatched. They are slowly approaching Riza. It is not difficult to conclude that their target is Riza's technology. We need to rush back to the Forge Starlink as soon as possible to do our job well. "

The ruling priest also went with the flow. Since the other party also wanted to return to Riza, he would not make any uncontrollable branches on this issue.

After cutting off the communication channel, Zachley looked at Benson and Caroline for a few seconds, then nodded and began the battle plan.

They will lead tens of thousands of jungle warriors to Riza, and after joining forces with the Chapter and the Ecclesiarchy, they will form a sharp knife suicide squad to rescue Rebos.

Maybe the monks would not agree with this act that has a definite chance of death, but they would certainly not give up the forbidden object that is already within their grasp.

"Protect Ms. Grave. Even if we return to Riza, only you, me and him will know about it. I have talked to the lieutenant commander on the cruiser.

Rebos has a response plan. The disconnection of the other party's signal has caused the ship to activate the emergency plan. We need to reunite with the team as soon as possible."

Transport ships flew into space one after another, loading soldiers onto the ships one by one on the dark side of the planet. Everyone knew that this would be a journey from which they could not return home, but they knew it better in their hearts.

"Fuck, could there be anything more dangerous than Catachan?"

Everything went smoothly but the mood was anxious. Three days later, the cruiser arrived at Mandeville Point, jumped into the warp and returned home with disturbing news.

...

On the orc side, there were laughter and joy. The fleet ignored the conventional long-distance jump and forcibly tore the reality curtain and entered the subspace when it was still relatively close to the planet.

This caused a violent storm in the warp, but the orcs only regarded it as a small wind and waves. Although it directly destroyed 5 light cruisers, they remained optimistic.

"My dear, where has Ning been these years? I thought I would never see Ning again. I miss you so much."

Most waved his hand, and a group of fart spirits immediately presented mushroom grilled steaks, Squiggle barbecue, and fungal wine. However, Rebos did not intend to taste these delicacies. He just wondered:

"Why do you want to meet me so much?"

Moster swallowed the food whole without even realizing it, and just cursed the kitchen for not cooking well.

"Because meeting Ning means I have to become powerful again. I asked Brother Gao and Brother Mao for advice, and they gave me ten pieces of advice.

Capture alive, protect, call, stab, team up, help, imprison, escort, and fuck! If I have to follow these ten instructions, I will be more brutal than the Bonebreaker! "

"That's nine..." Stark said helplessly.

"So what happened to us before? Do you know the situation of the Fire Covenant?"

Stark motioned for Rebos to follow, and they followed the leaky passageway under their feet to a cabin guarded by an orc boy. When the cabin door opened and the items inside appeared, Rebos' pupils suddenly shrank.

The huge exhibition room was filled with spoils of war from various forces, including the heads of the leaders of the major orc clans, the weapons of the major forces of the Eldar, and the power armor of the major human war groups. They were piled up densely like junk that no one needed.

Stark searched inside and could see the emblems of more than a dozen regiments just by the naked eye. It seemed that Most's orcs had been endangering the empire for a long time.

"Look, these are the ones who stayed behind after they boarded the Xiami Must Die. If it weren't for the black orcs, you wouldn't be able to stop us even if you doubled your numbers."

Stark handed over a pair of shoulder armor, the damaged markings on it clearly showed the enemy's company structure.

"Any more?"

"Yes, there are plenty..."

Stark returned a pile of tattered armor to Rebos. Even ordinary people could see the tragic state of the armor from the rusted and cracked shells.

Most then began to recount the causes and consequences of what happened, but after he was knocked down by Vulgan's hammer, only Stark remembered what happened next.

"But where is the black orc? Where is the black orc? He is responsible for this. Half of my body is gone!"

Moster said this while continuously tapping the steel armor on his chest with his hands. Rebos scanned the other's body and found that the left half of the other was made of metal.

Even considering the orc's body at that time, it should have been a fatal injury, but the other party was still alive. The only way to explain it is that only the guy behind him could have done it.

Rebos looked at Stark, who raised his goggles in response.

"Yes, I was the one who saved General Most's life. I broke his body into pieces and reassembled it and put it in a petri dish to cultivate it.

Then, he constructed a set of extremely powerful power armor through wires, tubes and cables, and then injected flesh and blood to make it grow freely. Thus, the Orc warrior Moster, who killed several star systems, was born. "

"waaaagh hahahahahaha, I'm the bestiality!"

"You are the bestiality, you are the bestiality," Stark said perfunctorily. "Now that you know the history, tell me about the effect of this thing." He pointed to the sealed bronze mirror.

Rebos looked at the broken helmet in his hand thoughtfully, and then he seemed to have made up his mind to place the armor of the Fire Covenant Chapter into the dimensional space.

Then he turned around and faced the orcs at the top of the two different branches and said:

"Let's discuss a deal."

"Are there enough Ning beast teeth?"

"Most, this guy doesn't mean that."

"You want to do business without animal fangs! Why do you want to learn from those bastards of Evil Moon... um... lend money? Right."

"Okay, stop talking. Go out and turn left, then right. I'll get you a new gun in the gun testing room. Go and test it out."

"Yeah, a new big bang!"

Mostgerga smiled and walked away quickly, and the leaders of the escort team also followed him, wanting to see the power of the new gun.

At this time, there were only Stark and Rebs, one man and one beast, in the warehouse. The two guys looked at each other with scrutiny, as if they were using their own technology to see through each other's body or understand each other's thoughts.

"You and I are both engaged in scientific research, so let's not waste time on trivial things. We want to attack Ryza and seize the scientific research technology of the Adeptus Mechanicus. This is our only goal.

We have also heard of this mirror. Based on the principle that the best things should be grabbed, Most is also very concerned about this place.

But we didn't intend to take it so early. If your ships hadn't attracted us here, we would have wanted to suppress Riza first and then land on Catachan. Now the surrounding galaxies are prepared in advance.

But for the single-celled organism Most, the harder the battle, the more he likes it..."

As Stark spoke, he scraped the frame with his robotic arm, trying to extract some fragments of material from it.

"If your target is only Reza, I think I can help you land on the planet, provided that the mirror belongs to me."

Rebos reached out to stop Stark from touching the soulless man's body, and their eyes met again, one with a blank expression and the other with fangs bared.

"I've seen this thing, too. Now that these soulless beings can influence its use, it must be something from the warp, a demon? Tsk, even orcs shouldn't have too much contact with those things.

Deal, tell me your plan, traitor of humanity, hehehe."

...

Twelve days later, the light cruiser jumped out of the subspace, received an alarm notification from the planet Riza, and took a detour to avoid the M87 system.

I thought that since the orcs left first, they would definitely stab Riza like a sharp sword, but unexpectedly, they neither launched an attack nor occupied other planets in the galaxy.

"They are now living in the nebula and lurking in the asteroid belt. This doesn't seem like a tactic the orcs could come up with..."

Think Tank Zakli was puzzled, and so were the others. However, even more puzzled were Pope Ian and the others on the surface of the planet.

We thought it would take at least three or four months for the recovery troops to get news, but in less than a month they returned to the Riza galaxy.

So they established a communication channel to find out the whole story, but the think tank concealed some details about the lead coffin, leaving Ian with regret for the disappearance of Rebos.

"How could this be... Mr. Think Tank, can't you observe your ability?"

"It may be that the negative psionic energy obscured the warp, coupled with the influence of the orc psionic energy, I can't see any information about Rebos."

"Then...are you sure that Lord Rebos is still alive?"

"Sure! He won't die so easily. I believe he can accomplish things that ordinary people can't."

Caroline said with a firm look in her eyes, and Think Tank Zachli nodded, agreeing with her words.

“Negative psionic energy also has a very obvious effect on orcs. Based on my understanding of these creatures, maybe they are just here to join in the fun.

When they see humans fighting each other, they think they are good things. After being exposed to the influence of negative psychic energy, they may abandon them, and then Rebos will have a chance to survive. "

Ian pursed his lips in thought, muttering the word "sharp knife" for a long time. Finally, he sighed and had to accept the fact.

"Then Zakli Think Tank, please come with me to seek help from Reza. We can't get in with only two or three ships..."

Astartes, Ecclesiarchy, Sisters of Battle, Marines, Astra Militarum, all officers aboard the two battleships and the cruiser were silent.

They knew that this battle would be unprecedentedly dangerous, and it could be said that they had to be prepared for the sacrifice of all their members.

“Let me ask you one last question. If you don’t have anything else to say, let’s go to the temple and pray to the Emperor of God.” Ian said in a firm tone.

There was another silence. Although it was only a few seconds, Ian felt like several minutes had passed.

"Okay then..."

"You don't have to risk saving me, but Project Blade must proceed as normal."

Just as Ian was about to give an order, a background noise was heard in the heavy air, but a voice that sounded unusually calm was heard.