Just when Soshyan's consciousness was trapped and he didn't know how to deal with it, his whole body suddenly became cold with shock as they disappeared from his senses——
Those symbols are gone.
He was alone, independent in a dead silence.
Where did they go?
Why did they leave?
The answer is obvious, something else emerged from the dead silence, and they escaped.
Soshyan then discovered it: it existed in the void, with an immeasurable figure, majestic and bright, like a silver sun, making it impossible for people to look directly at it.
He reluctantly looked at the other person's face, and he saw a face that was the same as his own, but slightly different.
"Who are you?"
When the answer came, an ethereal sound echoed in Soshiyang's mind.
"I am you, my son."
"Why are you in my mind?"
"Doubts will give them an opportunity. Remember, remember why you became an Astartes."
Soshiyang opened his mouth to respond, but everything stopped abruptly.
As he fell, he tried to remember whether he had said something or whether he felt scared at that moment.
The memory faded, but he regained himself.
Then Soshyan opened his eyes.
Khayon, who was wearing a robe, was staring at him, his eyes under the hood flashing with a strange aura. Soshyan could see a kind of doubt surrounding the Thousand Sons Warlock, like black smoke lingering on a flame.
After a while, Kayon spoke.
"You have entered the etheric realm."
Soshyan rubbed his forehead.
"probably."
"An untrained person who enters the ether at will is seeking death, but judging from the situation, it seems this is not the first time for you."
"A few times."
"The curtain here is thin. You'd better pay more attention during this time. I just tried to wake you up, but there were some very powerful forces that stopped me."
Kayon paused, considering whether to say those words.
Finally, he said it.
"Considering that even the original body may not be able to stop my penetration, did you just encounter..."
Soshyan shook his head.
"I don't want to talk about that anymore."
Khayon lowered his head and was silent for a while, seeming to be thinking, and then took out a silver leaf filled with incantations from his pocket.
"Wear it with you and don't let anyone see it. It should have some effect. I don't have any better way to deal with that level of power."
Soshyan said nothing and took the leaf.
"Kayon, I once said that you can voluntarily choose whether to participate in this operation. Have you thought about it now?"
Kayon shook his head.
"I will always stay on the ship and I will be there when you need me."
With that said, he turned around and walked towards the exit, but halfway through, Kayan suddenly turned back and whispered to Soshyan:
"Soshyan, in the past Horus thought he could control everything, but in fact he couldn't even control himself. Do you know why?"
"Why?"
"Because in the chess game of the Milky Way, all living beings are just pawns, and none of us can help ourselves."
Soshyan was speechless and could only sit silently on the silver command throne, while the busy crew in the distance had no idea what was happening above them.
Not long after Kayon left, the communications officer's voice suddenly sounded on the bridge.
"Chapter Commander, the scanner detected a large-scale fleet movement track, the target is us, and a text message was received."
In fact, without the other party telling him, Soshyan already knew who sent it, but he still responded calmly:
"read."
"Battle brothers of the Astral Knights, reinforcements have arrived, signed by the Dark Angel."
As expected, Soshyan stood up and said loudly:
"Clean the flight deck, summon all the warriors still in orbit, and send a text message to Chapter Commander Randall to inform them that the Dark Angels have arrived."
"yes!"
About half an hour later, a huge fleet appeared within the visual range of the orbit of the Death Star. The leader was a gloomy but solid and huge star, followed by a series of flashing warships, like a trail of warships.
The comet is heading straight for the banishment star.
"This is the boulder, it's really big."
Standing on the reception track of the flight deck, Soshyan looked at the twinkling star outside the huge observation window in the distance and admired it from the bottom of his heart.
Soon, as the fleet approached, the giant stone changed its trajectory and entered the high orbit of the planet, while other warships headed for the low-orbit space station.
Soshyan could see the scars on the shells of these battleships. It was obvious that they had just experienced a tragic naval battle.
All those who came were the warships of the Astartes Chapter, and the naval warships had all returned to their bases to rest. They had killed too many officers and damaged too many warships, and they were no longer able to carry out subsequent operations.
However, the transport ship carrying the Astra Militarum followed.
Since then, the baton of the Pandora System Battle has been officially transferred to the hands of the Astartes Chapter.
"Sir, do you want to open the airspace?"
A mechanical priest bowed and asked.
"open."
The orbital station's old system received the command, the starport airspace was immediately opened, and the void shield was closed layer by layer.
Many ships appeared from the shadows outside the dark void and stationed in the orbital station one by one. At the same time,
A group of Thunderhawks left the fleet, their light gray bodies dotted with streaks of dark green, like the color of ancient forests.
There are sixteen Thunderhawks in total,
The four aircraft began to land one after another and parked next to the flight deck in perfect sequence.
Four planes followed, and then four more, each group keeping in sync, and the roar of the air flow caused by the engines was like the roar of some giant beast.
When all the Thunder Eagles landed, the landing hatches opened exactly at the same time, and an array of Dark Angels in dark green armor stepped down the hatch and entered the welcoming track along the avenue.
They marched in unison, each warrior's armor was as shiny as new, and the symbol of Caliban was engraved on their shoulders.
Soon, the formation of the Dark Angels began to expand into double rows on both sides. This process was seamless, with many teams forming a perfect double row of human walls, and the rhythm was maintained from beginning to end, without disrupting any pace.
As we all know, the Dark Angels' number in the Great Crusade was [1], which means that they were the first to be created, and their history is older than any other Astartes Legion.
Soshyan once heard Thor say that the organizational structure of the Dark Angels was actually the prototype template for all subsequent Legions of Astartes.
After the warriors determined their positions and remained motionless like sculptures, the last Thunderhawk opened the hatch, and a majestic warrior came out.
He was a determined, calm but slightly mysterious man, with a rock-like rigid face without any emotion, a pair of cold emerald green eyes, and short golden hair on his head.
Soshyan knew his name, the Chapter Master and Grand Master of the Dark Angels Chapter, one of the most famous heroes of the 41 Millennium Empire, "Guardian of Truth" Azrael.