Chapter 69: Old and new, approach from the other side.
"Have we destroyed that monster?"
A low but hard voice sounded on the subsequent Chaos Fleet flagship, but the sound itself carried a lot of doubt.
"I'm afraid not."
Another voice also answered with a firm tone after witnessing the fleet's destruction of Pale Wings.
A dirty black robe shrouds the Black Mechanicus priest who is completely composed of mechanical tentacles and has no human form at all.
It is an organ that can barely be called a head. With the support of a respirator that is more symbolic than practical, it provides its own basis to the initiator of the problem.
The dark green data board was pulled out from the command podium by one of its tentacles, and the end of the claw-like tentacles searched for the scarlet blasphemous data records on the screen:
"The augur shows that there are 0.03 seconds left before the bombardment. There are signs of teleportation on the Pale Wing, and it has not been effectively stopped.
After the target location is updated, there is a high probability that it is near the hives numbered 5-9, and orbital strike measures can be considered for further remedies.
"In addition..."
The priest looked at the burly Astartes behind him, but his armor had sharp horns and sharp teeth.
"Based on general theory, the probability that he belongs to a super-sized body is greater than 99%, and the probability that you belong to a monster..."
"Can you shut up?"
Kelsen shook the lightning claw in his hand, interrupting the mechanical priest's summary.
"Okay, after calculation, the probability of being destroyed before I finish my statement is greater than 95%..."
The priest with the blasphemous technology is still faithfully immersed in the calculation of data, but the former Night Lord Black Armor is no longer in the mood to listen to his report.
His heavy body wearing Terminator power armor stepped on the steps like ringing a bell and approached another relative in the cabin.
"What do you think? Should we carry out the original plan? Or should we follow Father Norris's advice and clean up this place first?"
"There is no time, my brother."
The mysterious Astartes, who was wearing green power armor and had scaly patterns on his torso, said to him.
"In Master Hydra's plan, the fleet's subsequent material supply must be completed within 5 standard Terra revolution cycles.
The system of this industrial planet has consumed too much of our energy, and it cannot be destroyed any longer.
The power of the macro cannon is obviously excessive and will affect the stability of the sector. I cannot bear the risk of other problems occurring before the industrial zone produces the last batch of materials!"
"So you want to let him exist. You know there are still resisters here. If you add this monster..."
"Not anymore!"
The mysterious Astartes interrupted the Night Lord and looked at the area on the surface where industrial waste gas was still being emitted and said:
"There are still 30 standard rotation cycles before the last supplies. After getting this batch of supplies, let Father Norris drop the virus bomb he stored. Under a natural disaster, everything here will end."
Kelsen's facial expression is hidden behind his helmet, making it difficult to see whether he agrees with this view.
But the identity of the Astartes in front of him is extremely special. On this battleship belonging to the Night Lords, his status at this time is even higher than Kelsen, the nominal master of the war gang.
"Then, as you wish. The fleet will wait in orbit until what you want arrives."
Taking one last look at the starry sky outside the porthole, Kelsen lost interest and gave the captain the order to approach the orbit and synchronize the cruise, then turned and left...
On the other side of the starry sky, thousands of light-years away, the fleet from Orps has quietly arrived at the outskirts of the Lyak galaxy.
The huge but tiny figures of the three cruisers are currently exploring and advancing in a battle formation in the starry sky.
Now that they have lost the Lyak interstellar channel, they can no longer make precise jumps through the subspace.
As the first batch of advance ships, they can only use their own engines to crawl slowly in the endless starry sky between galaxies.
"Haven't you found that galaxy yet?"
Alan Janus stood on the top floor of the battleship of the Soul Redeemer, looking indifferently at the boring scenery outside from the perspective of the huge porthole of the church-like building.
In the previous emergency communication with Krieger, 383 sons of Calvin led by him had already set off on the battleship first.
Under the guidance of the navigators regardless of the cost, the Grand Cruiser's Glorious Blade broke through the barriers in the subspace with powerful force and met up with the Revenant Redeemer at the agreed coordinates.
Jules and Gavins finally met these sons of Calvin.
These new Gray Knights are as pure and firm as they expected, and they also have the unique qualities of Calvin.
Allen also saw the difference of Gavins at first sight. Like the honor guards behind him, he was deeply soul-bound to Calvin.
This kind of spiritual unity and mutual exaggeration, in front of these Gray Knights who carry Calvin's genes, have a trust foundation and special tacit understanding that other compatriots can't match.
After a brief exchange of greetings, they confirmed each other's affiliation. Except for Alan Janus, who was promoted to temporary arbitrator, the remaining Gray Knights automatically became private soldiers recognized by Titan.
The new Gray Knights have no objections. They extend their trust in the Honor Guard to the entire Chapter.
The latecomers, numbering nearly 400 people, did not turn against the guests as Jules worried, but showed their discipline and obedience in the reorganization instructions that were resolutely executed one after another.
This kind of smooth reception made Yule sigh with relief. At the same time, he was also very lucky to have Gavins and others on this trip.
Their equipment has also been updated in a timely manner:
Under the emergency deployment of Aidan and Yule, the reserve supplies of the entire Gray Knights of Orps were concentrated on the Revenant Redeemer.
On this battlecruiser named after their genetic father, the newly born Gray Knights took off the Mark series power armor produced in the Krieg system and replaced it with the brand new Aegis type power armor.
Their weapons have also changed from the standard bolt guns and power swords:
A large number of storm-type psychic bolt guns and Nemesis Halberds are piled up like a hill in the weapons warehouse of the Redeemer of the Souls.
What is piling up even more are countless psychic armor-piercing bullets and Kraken-type armor-piercing bullets.
With the arrival of these special equipment belonging to the Gray Knights' psychic combat mode, Aidan and his brothers breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time felt that the Chapter attached great importance to them.
After these new forces were in place and their professional equipment was equipped, the training began smoothly, and Yule finally got away from the busyness.
Standing high on the training ground, he looked at these Gray Knights who seamlessly connected with the Honor Guards and could directly enter "legion mode" to fight without having to adapt.
He couldn't help but said to Tabers beside him:
"Time is really a wonderful thing. It always reminds me inadvertently that I may be old."
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