The two battle groups marched side by side along the broad road, with the Astral Knights on the right side of the queue and the Ascetics on the left.
Servants from other legions followed closely behind, followed by machine servitors and slave laborers. The bronze bells on both sides of the broad avenue rang as the soldiers marched.
"The last time we traveled with other Chapters was almost a hundred years ago."
Magyar not only sighed, but at this moment he was walking side by side with Soshyan empty-handed, and his terrifying giant scythe was handed over to the care of his servants.
"We are all scattered among the stars."
They walked side by side at the front of the queue, with the regiment flag held high behind them casting a shadow over them.
"It is my honor to walk with a hero like you."
Soshyan said cautiously that this was the first time he had hosted a ceremonial event as a chapter leader, and it was impossible to say that he was not feeling a little shaken.
"I hope you will tell me in detail what happened in the Vader Galaxy."
"I will."
"I heard that the aliens you attacked were Necron?"
"Yes, it is those soulless machines that drive a crazy war fortress called the World Engine, trying to destroy the entire galaxy."
Mazar suddenly glanced at Thor, who was wearing a helmet. This ordinary-looking warrior always gave him a strange illusion.
The sword on his waist can threaten his neck no matter what distance he is at.
Even though it's still sheathed.
"There were more than a dozen war groups gathered at that time?"
Mazhar looked away, hoping that he was being too preoccupied.
"Yes."
Soshyan nodded.
"Including the Ultramarines, they sent an entire seventh company."
"Then why did it end so tragically?"
"Because there was no way to end the World Engine at that time, or we had tried all means, and the only way was to sacrifice the Chapter's flagship Storm in a desperate fight."
With that said, the team arrived at the mourning hall of the monastery fortress. At the far end of the hall, stood a black monument.
This monument is a miniature version that Soshyan imitated the actual object in the Vader Galaxy and had craftsmen make it. From the appearance, it is almost exactly the same, except that there are no decorations made of the remains of the undead.
"Did your chapter leader make this decision?"
"Yes, it was a plan he implemented despite all the opposition."
Arriving in front of the black monument, Mazar raised his head and looked at the numbers and rows of names engraved on it. 771 Space Marines were buried in the cold void.
"What's his name."
"Amurad."
"Amurad, I will remember that."
In front of the black monument, a solemn atmosphere spread. All Space Marines took off their helmets, clenched their right fists in front of their chests, and buried their noble heads deeply.
Everyone, regardless of status or military rank, is remembering these fallen imperial heroes.
It was they who burned themselves that gave mankind a glimmer of light and hope in the dark galaxy.
"The name of a hero should not die."
Ten minutes later, Mazar raised his head again and looked at Soshyan.
"The responsibility on your shoulders is heavy. Although I know that in such a bad situation, most war groups will inevitably perish. I can see that you have been working hard to save everything."
"I once swore an oath that I would never let the Chapter's flag fall."
"Actually, we once encountered the same situation as you."
Speaking of this, Mazhar's tone suddenly became serious.
"On m41.820, our battle group met the remnants of the Tyranid alien Behemoth Hive Fleet in the void. In order to destroy this alien force, I led the battle group to land on their hive mothership."
Hearing this, several veterans accompanying him had painful looks on their faces.
"It was a brutal and bloody battle. We knew too little about the Terra Zerg and even less about their hive mothership. The complex terrain and endless supply of hatcheries caused us to suffer huge losses.
Loss."
The Imperial hero's words were laced with regret.
"Although we finally killed it, the death rate of the entire regiment was close to 90%, and more than half of the company was killed... They were all trained by me little by little since they were transformed, and they are said to be my children.
It’s not too much.”
Soshyan suddenly noticed that this imperial hero was no longer the warrior who maintained high morale at all times. He looked more like a grieving old man.
At this time, the traces of time finally appeared on the body of the Magyar Chapter Leader, which was a kind of vicissitudes and sorrow that penetrated deeply into the soul.
Soshyan didn't know what to say for a while.
Fortunately, Lord Magyar immediately calmed down his emotions.
"If there were not a group of new soldiers on the mother planet and the gene seeds accumulated over the years, we might not be able to get up in another hundred years. But even so, until now we only have more than 500 soldiers, and we have recovered to
Half the strength of the past."
As an ancient war group from the Second Founding Era, the Ascetic Chapter naturally has a much deeper foundation than the Astral Knights, but it can only withstand such a blow once.
"So... I fully understand your determination and difficulty in rebuilding the Chapter."
"Naisen IV is a good planet. I am confident that the chapter's flag will fly in the void again here and we will continue to fight for the Emperor."
"Yes, that's the kind of momentum."
Lord Magyar laughed heartily.
The procession then moved through the Mourning Hall towards the Assembly Hall, where servants had prepared a banquet for the Astartes.
Entering the corridor connecting the two peaks, Lord Magyar looked at the monastery main castle and the towering church in the distance.
“What a spectacular place.”
He couldn't help but admire.
"You haven't been here long, have you? These results are amazing. I hope you will take me on a tour."
"certainly."
Then Soshyan postponed the banquet and took Lord Magyar around the monastery fortress. During the process, the two had a close conversation.
But it did not involve too many diplomatic affairs or missions of the chapter. They mostly talked about their own experiences - mainly the Magyar lord was talking, and Soshyan was the listener.
He was grateful that the Imperial hero was willing to share his knowledge and experience with him, especially regarding aliens like the Tyranids.
Soshyan has fought against Greenskins, Necrons, and even Ada, but the Tyranids are an enemy he has never faced.
The earliest record of the Tyranids appeared in m41.735. While conducting a routine planetary survey, Imperial explorers discovered that life on some worlds suddenly disappeared on the edge of the eastern sector of the Milky Way. There is no theory to explain why the worlds that were originally inhabited by animals and plants have suddenly disappeared.
The vibrant world suddenly turned into a deserted boulder.
When the time came to m41.745, the outposts of the Tyranid System in the Eastern Sector began to be attacked by some unknown alien race.
Within days, Tyranid Prime and its well-defended outposts were completely destroyed, and the first recorded contact between the Empire and the Zerg occurred, and they were named after the Tyranid system where they were discovered.