More than three months later, when Soshyan returned to Sosa again, he sat in Ada's battleship.
The Horse Fleet stripped away the last trace of Sosa's atmosphere, and although other planets in the galaxy had been touched, it was somewhat less serious. Only two gas giants and comet clouds were harvested in small quantities. Planets with living creatures were always the biggest victims, because the Tyran Zergs seek biological matter more than more basic forms of nutrients.
From the height of the track, Soshiyan could hardly recognize the world. Sosa was once verdant green, and everything had disappeared and was swallowed up. Now it was like a barren desert, and even the remains of huge capillary towers could be seen - although its fleshy parts had long been stripped away, only the mineral structure that supported them.
This Tyron's feeding area is quite unique, and he can keep partly upright even without muscles and tendons, and it is obviously difficult to reabsorb by the Hive Fleet, so he stayed there.
Even though he had already expected the end of Sousa, Soshiyan was still shocked to see it being destroyed so completely.
Who would have thought that this was once the home world of the Astartes?
Soshiyan did not pay attention to the ending of the Emperor's Scythe. Perhaps they had all died in the monastery fortress, or perhaps they chose to evacuate in the end, but there were many wreckages of ships and the abandoned shield station on the track, and its holey shell showed the attack it had suffered.
But Soshyan hoped that they would choose to live and perish with Sosa, at least to allow this ancient battle group to retain its last dignity and be buried with their former shame.
So he planned to go and see it in person.
When the royal fleet stopped in orbit, several Asuyan's wings left the fleet and headed for the planet's surface. At this time, the plunders suffered by the planet were also displayed in a more shocking form before Soshiyang - the ocean completely disappeared, only huge abyss and basins stretched to the mountain-like curve of the continental shelf, and finally rose to the coast. The lighthouse standing on the cliffs could once enjoy the vast sea view, but now the empty windows stared at the vast open space, and the ships lay like discarded toys in the ocean dust that had been sucked away from the dock, and the breakwater extended from the dock to the bare rock.
Soshiyan has also seen several planets ravaged by the Tyron Zerg, but somehow, it seems that Soshisa is particularly serious.
Crossing the coast, there is a sea-facing urban area. The damage caused by biological weapons has been carved into the streets, but there are also some completeness. In the untouched blocks, the glass on the roofs is still flashing, and the ground vehicles are waiting for passengers who will never arrive.
Soon they arrived at the Faros mountains, which were also gnawed, all of which were bare and exposed rocks shone white in the midday sun - Tyron licked the most basic moss.
The battle traces here are also the most obvious. Soshiyan even saw the collapsed mountains, the hills with obvious melting marks, and the hills crushed by heavy objects. He could imagine that the tide-like Tyron biological beasts rushed from all directions. Their huge bodies ignored the obstacles of the terrain, and biological plasma cannons fired wildly, or spilled acid liquid in tons. The distant cannon insects and sporidia smashed huge amounts of ammunition into the entire Faros.
This must be a doomsday scene.
But there were no traces of battle anywhere, which was denser than the Emperor's Scythe's Battle Claus Monastery. Every rock here was covered with scratches, cracks of explosions, and corrosive scars. You can imagine what a scene it was at that time, but there were no corpses, humans, Tyrons, and all organic matter was gone.
Standing on the golden phoenix-shaped airship, Soshiyang looked at the twisted and flipped alloy fortress gate and sighed. The Emperor's Scythe must have defended their fortress in the most desperate posture at that time, but facing endless enemies, their efforts were so thin.
The fortress has dozens of gaps, some of which were blown open, and some were knocked open. The turrets and weapons on it have turned into twisted ruins, or even strongly acid-corroded slag.
The space behind the gate was full of fierce battle traces, and the marks on the wall showed how intense it was at that time: huge claw grooves, bullet craters, burn marks everywhere, and almost all kinds of damage caused by weapons. Many power armors were scattered on the ground, and even Terminator armor, steps, or forks. The bodies inside had disappeared. Although some armors fell apart during the digestion process, some still maintained the posture of the soldiers when they fell down. The empty hand armor held the gun handle and melee weapons, and the loose artificial fibers kept the armor in its state as they were alive. All armor was full of holes, scars, and was facing the gate.
No Emperor's Scythe died with his back to his enemy...
"Oh, Duran, send someone to restrain these armor and put them outside the fortress first."
"Yes, Your Highness."
The Phoenix Imperial Guards waved their psychic wings and landed in the fortress. Although they knew nothing about the guards here, they knew that they chose to fight until the last moment when facing an invincible enemy. All warriors would respect this will. They carefully maintained the posture of their armor with their psychic energy, and then transported it outside by the accompanying spirit bone bee.
After counting, the imperial guards found more than 500 corpses. Considering that some of the armor had been completely damaged, Soshiyang judged that about 600 Emperor's Scythes were sacrificed in the monastery fortress, which was a certain difference from their pre-war figures.
Then there is a high probability that a small number of Emperor's Scythe chose to retreat before the fortress fell.
This choice cannot be said to be problematic. After all, "preserving the bloodline of the war team" is very important for many space warriors, although they may not know that there is something wrong with their bloodline.
"Part the entire monastery body and place it... in the plain at the foot of the mountain, trying to keep it intact. Although I don't know if the Emperor's Scythe will return here in the future, I have to leave something to prove their resistance."
The bone croaker master Kales Tu, who was standing on Soshiyang's left hand, looked at the Emperor Watch Castle for a while and nodded:
"Fortunately, this fortress is not very big, so the bees shouldn't take much time."
After Soshiyan proposed to relocate the entire Faros, Kars Tu was also a little confused, because he knew that this thing was extremely complicated just by Soshiyan's description, and it was a pure black stone equipment. It was actually much more difficult than the black fortress to move intact without damaging the main body, because the Black Stone Fortress is essentially an aircraft, and it has the ability to move independently, but this thing is not.
If it can be separated and transported away, it would be simple, but Soshiyang asked, can it be put together after disassembly?