Dante took the data board and looked at it for a while, then sighed and placed it on the desktop.
"Abaddon launched a massive invasion of Pao Shangxing, and this happened more than a year ago."
Then he pressed his arm on the table, leaned towards Mephisto and said:
"Are you worried that the Black Legion will release this demon?"
"If nothing unexpected happens, this is inevitable."
"But you don't look very nervous."
"Well, I asked someone to find out that the Knights of the Star Realm, the Dark Angel, and the White Temple all went to Pai Shangxing."
"Knight of the Astrology."
Dante blinked, but said nothing.
Mephisto looked at his battle leader and immediately confirmed that the other party should know something, because the other party did not have any doubts about the Knight of the Star Realm going to Pai Shangxing - the Knight of the Star Realm felt something was wrong for a long time.
"What do you think, Mephisto."
"I want to go to Pai Shangxing, it's OK to be alone."
But Dante shook his head and rejected the think tank's proposal.
"The battle group has just completed the mission of clearing the Gene Stealer Sect, and the warriors are still working on it. What's the point of going alone? Since all three battle groups have participated, it means that things will not get bad, not to mention that here is so far away from Pai Shangxing. When you arrive, the matter will probably end."
"I have a way to get there quickly, just give me a frigate."
Dante still disagreed.
"We have to trust other combat brothers who can handle these things."
"No, Commander of the War, to be honest, I have doubts about the Knight of the Astral Realm."
Dante was stunned for a few seconds and then asked:
"Why?"
"They are abnormal, not behavioral or spiritual, but feel that their warrior styles are very different, just like several warrior groups of different cultures are combined. I have dealt with people from Death Watch, and the two give me a similar feeling."
Dante looked at his think tank and sighed slightly.
"They have their own mission and mission, Mephisto, now you don't have to doubt them."
Mephisto looked at his battle leader with a burning gaze, and then suddenly stood up.
"Then the commander of the battle, I applied to the Alliance of Suffering in my personal capacity, and I want to talk to Malakin, the wailer."
"Give me a proper reason."
Mephisto knew that he wanted to convince his commander of the battle with irrefutable facts. After all, it was also beneficial to often make everyone afraid - people would always pay attention to his actions.
Then, the think tank waved his winged servant: it swung its wings and flew out of the fragrant shadow, holding the heavy metal tray in its hand with difficulty.
Mephisto took the tray and placed it lightly under the slowly rotating holographic star map.
As the star map circled, the lines and dots twisted in the streamer sparkled on the smooth tray. Dante leaned forward, studying the obscure patterns engraved on the metal, as well as strings of symbols, staggered patterns, and his eyes widened in surprise.
"The Primrose's divination disc is completely different from when I first gave it to you."
Mephisto was not happy, the characters seemed to gush out of a corner of his consciousness - but he had no idea of ​​that corner.
He spent more than ten years interpreting those words and sentences, interpreting the mysterious connection between just a few words and obscure images, and even some parts are still at a loss.
Most of the symbols were intricate marks, and the blurry and rough symbols left him with some impression - he was hazy to remember how he bent the marks he made with his fingers, and used his cracked nails and bloody fingertips as brushes, and he was so crazy that he kept writing constantly and could not stop.
One corner of the divination disc is carved with patterns similar to the glittering holographic star map in the sky. The space between the coordinates of the star map and the intersection is filled with rows of fine traces - they are verses and mathematical equations wrapped in dense and complex mesh lines.
After looking for a while, Mephisto pointed at a symbol - a square with nine-fold wings.
"This is the perfect point that my thoughts gather. All the research over the years has finally pointed the clues to this moment - to this place."
Following the clue, his fingers left the symbol and pointed to an article written in ancient languages.
The messy and sloppy texts are distorted and ugly. They originate from the madness flowing in subspace, and Mephisto knew very well that he could only interpret this kind of text.
“Signus.”
"Is it...Signus One?"
Dante is not unfamiliar with this name. The Holy Blood Angel's preservation of historical archives is the best among many startup groups. There are many shocking secrets hidden in the ancient and deep library of Barr satellites.
Mephisto nodded and turned his gaze back to the text.
"A world that is almost forgotten, the Empire has no information about it, but in fact it has not been completely destroyed, but has been transferred to the Ghoul Star Zone by some unknown force."
As he said that, he glanced at Dante.
"All dreams and divination results are warning me, warning me not to ignore the rolling undercurrents here."
“What does it have to do with the wailing people?”
Mephisto raised his hand and pointed to the tray elsewhere, and pointed a small pattern at his fingertips - a ball of flame depicted in freehand style.
"I spent some time searching for some clues about the Crazy Clan everywhere. This battle group was established when the army was established. Their first mission after their establishment was to launch an expedition to a world occupied by aliens in the Ghost Star Zone."
Dante frowned and tapped his fingers gently on the tabletop.
"You keep going."
"Since that expedition, this battle group has had some strange signs, such as their previous battle group leader was called Abyss Watcher, and there has never been blood thirst or black rage in the battle group."
"The pharmacist has contacted them and has not found any problems... nor has he found any special place."
"Lord, do you remember what happened in Signus One?"
Dandin nodded, of course he knew what had happened.
In the late stage of the Great Expedition, San Gilles received a mission from the war commander Horus: to regain the Signas Cluster from the alien invasion and liberate humans from the oppressors.
However, when they arrived, they found that the entire galaxy had been swallowed up by the demonic corruption of the Chaos Gods, especially a Slaanes guardian who claimed to be the twister, Kyris, led the Holy Blood Angels to a completely demonized world, Signas One.
The entire operation was actually a trap for Horus to eliminate San Gilles. The Blood Angels Legion was caught off guard and suffered heavy damage, but in the end it regrouped and defeated the Demon Legion.
But a greater threat soon emerged, and the bloodthirsty demon Kabanha appeared and began to attack the Ninth Legion. Although it was still defeated by the powerful San Gilles, the influence of the terrorist force began to spread in the Legion, and red thirst continued to appear on every warrior.
At this time, Chaos began to tempt San Gilles, claiming that if you choose to join Chaos, you will heal the red thirst of the Ninth Legion.
The kind San Gilles hesitated. At this moment, the Legion pharmacist Melos jumped into the trap instead of the Primrose and told his father not to give up hope.
Melos's sacrifice alerted San Gilles. He never considered any proposals given by the demon again, and completely defeated the demon and redeemed the legion.
"...If the wailers were in desperate situations in a certain world, and the soldiers began to develop red thirst and black anger on a large scale, would it be very consistent with the situation of the Legion at that time?"
Chapter completed!