mtl008 Chapter 248 Chaos Descends on Planet Noshimo
Chapter 248 Chaos Descends on Planet Noshimo
Guilliman sat on the bed in pain. He locked himself in the room for two hours. He did not respond to any follow-up news and did not even allow Cawl's clone to get close.
Alone, thinking about the current situation.
"Lin Heng was taken away by the Minotaur Chapter. Vulkan lost his memory and went to Terra. Those rebellious Space Marines broke through the border of the Storm Segmentum and headed straight for the planet Noshimo.
The Fire Covenant Chapter had its memories wiped, and there was not even a single person left who had personally experienced the battlefield. There were heretics, aliens, demons... Fortunately, the planet Noshimo had become peaceful, but it was a pity that it was only temporary.
Orks, Tyranids, Warp Gods, and all have had a tragic fate. Father, even if it was Russ, although Vulkan is indeed worthy of joy, he cannot even communicate with his own offspring, so the degree of amnesia must be something that only you can solve.
Although Ryan has returned, he is on the dark side of the empire. It is unknown when he will be able to gather the war group to break out of the siege.
Vulkan has lost his memory... Father, are you sure Vulkan can return to Terra? This is the amnesiac Primarch... No one would not have strange thoughts.
Years of intrigue and deception have forced me to think like this: all unknown and uncertain things will cause a raging fire. Father, what should I do? "
Guilliman's mumbling did not receive a response, nor did he expect one. He stood up and opened the hatch, and outside stood a group of warriors who had followed him to conquer the galaxy.
Glancing at the crowd, Guilliman saw the one-eyed Librarian Zakli among them. He couldn't bear the other party's humble attitude, so he told him again the news of Vulkan's return.
Otherwise, this group of miserable warriors would surely go in search of their own Primarch at all costs until Vulkan regained his memory.
"Your Majesty, Lord Regent, you look a little unwell, Lord Guilliman. I'm sure you are very worried.
But let me remind you that the Badab Tyrant, the Red Corsair, the Blackheart King, and the Huron are heading towards this galaxy.
We don't have much time." Kaul's clone stepped forward and said.
This guy looks so stupid
Guilliman nodded slightly, then asked:
"Any news from Salamanders or other sub-groups?"
As descendants of Vulkan, even a benevolent warband like the Salamanders would leave the war zone once they got the news, leaving only a small number of troops to garrison.
If they could reach the sector and join his team, it would be a huge help, but which Space Marine could resist the news of the Primarch's return and the opportunity to meet the Father of Genes?
"Based on the information we have, it is likely that all of the 18th Legion's later sub-regiments will resign. They will certainly do so in secret and will not easily report their actions.
Do we need a choir to communicate? Even if it is just three or four sub-regiments, gathering two or three thousand Space Marines can be of great benefit to us.
Although there are nearly thirty navy and Astra Militarum ships that have docked near the surrounding star systems according to previous news, I believe that the adults also know that numbers cannot play a decisive role. "
Guilliman understood what Cawl meant, but his guess made him a little worried. Without the protection of his own offspring, Vulkan seemed too lonely.
Let those warbands go, no one should stop the actions of a child seeking his father's approval.
Then Guilliman looked at the Astartes around him, their gazes made Guilliman straighten his spine, because he was their Primarch.
He was their foundation, and when he was not around, everyone was so brave, and now that he was standing among them, their faith became even stronger.
"Storm... Rush to the Storm... Witness the Storm... I have arrived in the Storm Star Region, and witnessed..."
Guilliman seemed to understand something, his body trembled and he shouted:
"Pass on my order to immediately mobilize resources from the surrounding star regions and concentrate them on the star system where Noshimo is located.
I want all the imperial organizations that can receive the news to dispatch troops immediately, including the Ecclesiarchy, the Mechanicus, the Sisters of Silence, the Inquisition, the Space Chamber of Commerce, the Navy, and the Knights. Anyone who is capable will send troops immediately!
Also inform the Supreme Council that I will be solely responsible for the approval of all transfer orders, without reason or excuse. "
"understand!"
everyone shouted.
...
Several conspiracy group soldiers immediately opened fire, and poison crystals immediately shot into the corridor. Lin Heng reacted quickly and hid in the prison.
He was completely puzzled, thinking that these black bean sprouts should have captured him as a slave, but why did they just shoot him? Judging from the situation, they must have discovered the airship he had robbed, and he had left a lot of weapons and equipment on it.
"Damn it! Why am I so stupid? Why would I want to be a slave? There is prey right here at my doorstep!"
Lin Heng cursed, then stretched his body to reveal his huge two-meter-tall frame, so those conspiracy soldiers who were cursing did not meet love at the corner.
The psychic energy of 'Copper Skin and Iron Bones' condensed into a pair of iron fists, which attacked with a whirring sound. The first conspiracy soldier wanted to dodge but it was too late.
“Bang!”
Half of his head was stuck in the wall, and then Lin Heng put his right hand into his abdominal cavity and took out a bloody long knife.
The conspiracy soldiers were stunned where they were. First, they wondered how come he was a short man just now and suddenly turned into a strong man when he turned around.
Second, the other party actually pulled out a long knife from his stomach, and the knife looked unusually familiar.
"He might be the item being transported!"
"Correct answer! I'll give you your head as a reward!"
With a "whoosh" sound, the blood on the knife quickly flown out and turned into a thin line, taking a thin head with it.
Lin Heng did not give the remaining people time to react, he simply clasped his hands together and used a 'crush, break and crush' move. The sound of bones breaking could be heard, and he did not stop until he had crushed them into a mixture of flesh, blood and armor.
He then pulled off the armor of the two black bean sprouts and devoured their brains. After "changing his appearance" and confirming his identity, Lin Heng became a conspiracy warrior named Kadni.
【力量：959 反应：435+17 五感：420+20 抗性：500 恢复：745 能量：4625】
Lin Heng threw the remaining bodies down the corridor and fell into the darkness. Then he took two steps at a time and gradually came to the entrance, but as he arrived, a smell of rust and blood seemed to float in the air.
He heard the shouts of fighting and killing clearly in the prison. When Lin Heng walked to the first floor, he found that the soldiers guarding the prison were actually members of the conspiracy group.
They faced outward in unison, shooting and killing those thousands of chaotic creatures. Lin Heng looked closely and found that the creatures charging outside the prison were the mutant humans he had killed along the way.
But calling them mutant humans is no longer appropriate; demons should be their name. With bright red skin, twisted horns, weird hooves and long black tongues, they are clearly the followers of the evil god!
"KAAAAA!"
A bloodhound that was about the same size as a fully-armed Space Marine was firing at it from a splitter rifle. It had a faint flame coming out of its body, and was completely unafraid of the crystal toxin. It directly broke through the defenses at the door.
The loyal dogs under the seat of Big Brother Khorne are all very big. The brass collars around their necks are anti-psychic devices. Why do they have this thing? Because Khorne has been deceived before.
It bit the conspiracy soldier, and its sharp teeth, which were more than ten centimeters long, pierced through the resin armor and penetrated deeply into the flesh.
The conspiracy warrior roared and took out the single-molecule sharp blade, piercing the hound's spines again and again. But after just two stabs, the hound whined twice and started shaking its head.
With a "swish" sound, the slender body split into two, half of the hound was in the mouth, and the other half flew into the abyss.
"You*, these chaotic creatures are traveling so fast, you*ve messed up all our plans!"
Lin Heng originally wanted to blend into the slave group, but he didn't expect that they didn't want slaves now. So he mixed in with the conspiracy warriors as a small figure, and ended up being attacked by chaotic creatures again.
Now, let alone sneaking in, it is unclear whether these black bean sprouts can survive. He has to protect them from dying.
"You are so unlucky this year!"
Lin Heng cursed and slashed at the mutant human who rushed in. His emotions became more agitated with the commotion. When two bloodthirsty camps collided, there was only one result, which was to see who would die first.
As expected of a species that surpasses humans in all aspects of physical fitness, although the defense line of this group of black bean sprouts was broken, they did not lose their composure. Relying on their quick reaction and powerful weapons, they chopped the chaotic creatures that entered the door into pieces.
The bloodhound jumped on the walls and leaped around, biting the soldiers to death while devouring their flesh and blood, but the soldiers were not without means to deal with it.
The crazy warrior seemed to be sent directly into the opponent's mouth, looking mad. Naturally, the hound accepted it, so the plasma grenade ignited a blazing fire and melted its body.
The burning light illuminated half of the prison. As if it was some kind of slogan, more and more grenades were thrown at those strange chaotic creatures.
Both sides suffered losses in the battle, but no matter how strong the individual Dark Eldar soldiers were, they could not resist the Chaos creatures that came like a tide.
Lin Heng made a prompt decision not to hide his identity anymore, and secretly grabbed the bloodhound that rushed forward.
But the psychic energy that was thought to at least be able to withstand the opponent's momentum only made the big dog pause. The brass collar on the opponent's neck only flashed, and the potential energy of the released psychic energy was greatly reduced.
While Lin Heng was shocked, the two long swords spun and then slashed open the hound's abdomen. The deep and exposed wound could not stop the hound from biting. The hound roared and pushed away other warriors and rushed towards Lin Heng again.
And at this chaotic moment, from the dark shadows, the white-haired Mandela leaped down, and his two swords combined to leave a hideous scar on the hound's neck.
Dozens of airships flew over the ground, their sharp sickles like scalpels, cutting through the army of Chaos creatures. The curved and sharp chain hooks pierced the fiery red skin until it was torn into pieces.
The rest of the soldiers immediately howled, and what followed was the bombardment from the destroyers in low-Earth orbit.