In fact, compared to supplies and skitarii, Soshiyang hopes to get the support of the Titan Legion of the Forge World. This is what the expeditionary force needs most, but this thing is really the heart and soul of the sages, even Zhao-A
A partner like Qatar who is deeply cooperative is not willing to throw precious Titan legion into the chaotic maelstrom area.
However, according to the news from Terra, Mars has ordered Reza, who is relatively close to the Maelstrom, to send out their militant army to support this expedition, and Reza is the only forging world in Soshiyan that is relatively familiar with the Maelstrom.
He planned to take office and go there to see if he could get more support.
Sometimes Soshyan feels that he, the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, is like a beggar, begging everywhere, but there is no way. In order for the soldiers to fight without worries and for the expeditionary force to live up to its mission, his personal honor and disgrace can only be temporary.
Put it aside.
Soshiyang has been struggling with these matters for more than half a year, and because the locations and distances of each forge world are different, there is no way for the forge worlds in the Sun Star Territory to have the fleet directly assemble at Nessen 4, but only
You can travel to the Sagan system of the Maelstrom on your own to meet Soshyan.
During this period of time, Soshyan also determined the size of the expedition force. Because Naisen IV was secretly protected by the Eldar, he planned to attack with the entire army, leaving only about a small group of soldiers and some pharmacists.
Presiding over the transformation of new recruits in the fortress - Soshyan expects that this expedition may take 5-10 years, and during this period the planned transformation of new recruits cannot be stopped.
As for the White Temple, basically all of them were dispatched, leaving only one company to defend the old monastery fortress on the Sanctuary planet and to preside over the construction of the new home planet and the transformation of new recruits.
On the Suffering Alliance side, due to the need to protect the home planet, the Trace of Victory, and maintain daily patrols in the sector, each war group can only deploy half of its troops at most, but the Flesh Tearers chose to dispatch all of them.
With the addition of the 120-man reinforced company of the Imperial Fists and the 150-man company of the Ravenwing (don't ask why there are so many people and there are Terminators in them), the current number of Space Marines in the expeditionary force exceeds 2,500. Although this
It was still minuscule compared to the overall number of Red Corsairs, but it was the largest gathering of Space Marines the Empire had seen in a century.
And other chapters will join in the future. If the number of Space Marines can reach 10,000, Soshyan is still confident that he can compete with Huron with the massive Astra Militarum.
After all, although the Red Pirates had a large number of people, the only ones who were really willing to fight to the death for Huron were the core 20,000 to 30,000 Chaos Space Marines. The actual power gap between the two sides was not that big.
As for the mortal auxiliary troops, Soshyan did not intend to throw the pitiful resources he had into the bottomless pit of the expedition, so they were basically placed on the home planet or other areas for training.
After everything was in place, Soshyan finally decided to set off.
In the last month of 41, a huge fleet consisting of hundreds of battleships, transport ships and Mechanicus exploration teams, carrying more than 2,500 space warriors, set off from the Scar of Victory and headed straight for the Maelstrom area.
Almost at the same time, a small fleet was struggling in the subspace storm, headed by the Heart of Hatred, the flagship of the Phantom Warriors warband.
This small fleet of four ships seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand. It surged left and right in the tide of subspace, but could never get rid of it.
In the bridge of Heart of Hatred, Tubek was walking back and forth nervously, while Garmo Zejie was preparing for a ceremony.
"Damn it! I didn't expect that the original body actually planted a spy that I didn't even notice. It must have come to take back what it wants."
Galmo Zejie was not moved at all by Tubek's thoughts. He just lit the brazier and sprinkled handfuls of incense with a disgusting smell on the brazier, which suddenly made a hissing sound.
When the echoes of the burning faded away, he began to chant ancient incantations.
When Tubek heard the curse, he immediately stopped and turned around, because he knew what the curse meant.
"You have to talk to it directly! It will tear us apart-"
However, Garmo Zejie still continued to recite, seeming to gain resonance from the echoes and repeated chants, becoming more and more powerful. The smoke from the brazier billowed around the two of them, widening the whole person's field of vision, as if the edge of the world was there.
The corners of the eyes rise and fall.
He continued to chant, and as he did so, he pointed with his fingers in intricate patterns to each angle of the pentagram.
The effect of the incense, the constant chanting and imagination distorted his sense of the flow of time. The ceremony seemed to last for several hours, and he felt that he had become a container carrying extraordinary energy.
Finally, somewhere on the edge of infinity, he sensed an angry presence. He touched it with the power of his soul.
Immediately the thing sensed him and began to approach him, slowly and painfully looking for its prey.
The next second, the surrounding air was filled with ozone and the smell of burning. Galmo Zejie opened his eyes, and the lines of the five-pointed star emitted a strange blue light, illuminating the room.
Sparks flashed in the air for a moment, making Tubek's hair stand on end.
"Scarlet King! Meet us!"
After Garmo Zejie shouted these words, he stopped making any sound.
After a while, an immaterial existence crossed the vast ocean and came to their space.
"It seems I underestimated your courage, son of the Second Legion."
The moment the rumbling words sounded, everything turned pale, Magnus's supreme body emerged in the void, the surrounding crew members fainted, and even the Chaos Space Marines retreated under the huge sense of oppression.
"Tubek, your courage is also beyond my imagination."
When the demon primarch looked at him, Tubek couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, and it was cold from his heels to his Tianling Gai - his betrayal had been exposed.
"No one has ever been able to cheat me in a transaction!
!」
The next second, accompanied by an angry roar, Magnus' figure set off an indescribable whirlpool of rage - he could not even maintain his humanoid form.
Garmo Zejie smiled slightly, then extended his arm forward, and a black crystal appeared in the air.
"My lord, I did not lie to you. This is a secret book passed down from our original body, and it is also the supreme method to reconstruct the power of chaos."
Magnus eagerly held the crystal in his hands, and then burst into laughter.
"very good!"
Then, he changed the topic.
"But, as far as I know, all this requires something, otherwise it is incomplete."
"Sir, that is my father's relic. I am sorry that it is difficult to obey. Please understand that I can do other things for you."
Magnus clenched his giant claws and glared at Garmozej's face - his one eye as black as tar was full of hatred.
"Who do you think you are! A duplicitous bastard, how dare you negotiate terms with me!"
Garmo Zejie sighed softly.
"I didn't mean to do this."
The next second, the crystal in Magnus' hand suddenly exploded, bursting out countless rolling thick fog, wrapping around its clone projected here.
Then, Garmo Zejie shouted loudly, pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the ground, and the Snow Lotus Blade rose up from behind him.
Om ami rah hum gacha!
Along with the mysterious mantra spitting out from Garmo Zejie's mouth, the snow lotus blade in the air actually absorbed a steady stream of Tzeentch's power from Magnus's clone, forming a black lotus.
"What!"
Primarch Magnus was shocked and angry. He had never encountered such a strange power, and he suddenly felt that the power that formed this body was rapidly passing away.
"How can we let a lowly bastard like you run wild!
!」
The devil's original body burst out with its final power, and boundless evil fire swept out, burning away the black mist.
When it raised its giant claws to condense the thunder that destroyed the world, only the black lotus bloomed. Garmo Zejie held the falling snow lotus blade and broke through the scorching purgatory in front of it like a black thunder.
In an instant, everything went dark, and an unprecedented blow burst out with the most primitive power of chaos, shattering the myth of the original body as everyone around them watched in astonishment!
"No!
!
!
!」
The tongues of fire bit into the limbs and bones of Magnus's clone, squeezing out a shrill scream from his organs, and then dissipated into little starlights, all absorbed by the Snow Lotus Blade.
On the distant wizard star, a terrifying roar swept across the entire planet, instantly killing most of the mortals on the planet and shocking the minds of those Thousand Sons wizards who didn't know what was happening -
"Garmo Zejie! I will make you regret it!
!I swear!
!
!
!
!
!」
On the restored bridge, Garmo Zejie had just put away the Snow Lotus Blade, but suddenly it shook and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"It's still too reluctant to control the Snow Lotus Blade now..."
"this....."
Tubek on the side stared at his friend, and then squeezed out a word.
"You humiliate it so much and it won't give up... What should we do next?"
"Find a place to hide first."
"What about over there?"
Garmo Zejie sneered and wiped the blood from his lips with the back of his hand.
"When we fully master the Snow Lotus Blade, we will have plenty of opportunities to slowly settle accounts with Soshiyang. Let's let him play with Huron this time... Return to the Eye of Terror first. We still have to fight with the man
The handsome man is back alive."
As he spoke, Garmo Zejie lowered his head to look at the Snow Lotus Blade in its sheath, and whispered:
"Warmaster, Warmaster... Hey, how could Abaddon steal this position? Look, one day..."
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