The function of this chain made Calvin feel helpless.
The key point of the chain called "Helios' rope" lies in the "rope", and if Calvin understood correctly, the "rope" requires a living creature to be used as the traction power of the vehicle.
Only then can it be used.
This "rope" is considerate, and its target has changed from a living thing to a mechanical device. It has two functions in terms of use:
First, control. "Helios' Rope" can break the operating authority of most mechanical creations known to Calvin, as long as it can move and belong to the ranks of vehicles.
Second, whipping. "Helios" can use supernatural energy to bypass the defense layer and directly activate, repair or overload or destroy the power core of the mechanical device.
Apart from these two functions, Calvin can only treat it as a normal chain.
Like the pocket watch that currently only has basic functions, it is both useful but of little use.
Calvin did not put too much energy into them, because on the third day after passing through the Crucible Star, the fleet was approaching the planned first supply point in the Ultimate Star Territory-Plesdia.
This is a planet labeled as a death world by the empire. The lead-gray weathered rocks all over the planet appear lifeless. The huge storm caused by the abnormal gravity of the star is visible to the naked eye in space and persists all year round.
Death and desolation are the only impressions this planet brings to all outsiders.
It had no agriculture of its own, which did not surprise Calvin.
In fact, it doesn't even have its own industry or mining system. All the materials on this planet come from outside transportation.
The reason that allows the Empire to do this at all costs is that there is an Astartes company stationed on this planet:
An Astartes Chapter founded in the "Second Founding Event" in the 33rd millennium - the Sons of Guilliman.
Of course, there is no way to supply a fleet here, but the Inquisition is already prepared.
In fact, Calvin's fleet had already seen the material transport fleet prepared for itself as soon as it jumped out of the subspace.
But what surprised him was that these fleets did not dock at Presidia's star port as planned to wait for the handover of supplies to them.
Instead, it is floating alone outside the orbit of Presdia, under the surveillance of the entire planet's defense system.
After the fleet appeared at the galaxy jump point, it immediately initiated contact requests with the surrounding areas. With Plasdia's delay in responding, Calvin took the lead in getting in touch with the fleet transporting supplies.
"You didn't apply to the star port for docking? Or is it that you don't have the imperial documents in your hands that are enough to convince the owner here?"
Calvin did not consider other reasons at the first time, but blamed the problem on possible work oversights of the Tribunal.
But the imperial colonel who was in charge of commanding this transport fleet obviously had other ideas. According to his description, the behavior of the owner here far exceeded Calvin's traditional impression of the Ultramarines.
They didn't seem to care about the Inquisition and Terra, even though the charter captains had already used all the legal procedures and orders of the Inquisition at their disposal.
However, the Sons of Guilliman Chapter stationed here still did not allow them to dock and refused to give any explanation for this.
Calvin did not accept all of Captain Charter's words, but his direct contact with Presidia later confirmed the latter's statement.
"We have not received orders from Macragge, so we are sorry that we cannot provide services to you here."
The Astartes warriors in the video signal are tall, with complex and gorgeous decorations on their blue and white Mark IV power armor.
In the process of communicating with Tybos, who was also an Astartes, the other party did not even bother to take off his helmet.
Even though Tybos had provided all the authorizations from the Administrative Council and the Eye of the Empire, the Sons of Guilliman still refused the former's request to borrow the starport.
"Should we call Macragge?" Tybos asked Calvin, who had not shown up, after cutting off communication with Presidia.
"It's not necessary, our time is too tight. Let's rendezvous with the transport fleet first, and then use frigates and airships to transport them."
Calvin shook his head and responded to Fleet Admiral Tybus.
He really didn't have time to get entangled here right now, but the reason that made him give up continuing to communicate was not time, but his concerns about the Ultramarines, the biggest local gangster.
I have long heard of the prestige of the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar, and I have also heard of the extreme star field known as a country within a country, which has its own special national conditions.
But if you don’t really experience it, you have no right to speak.
Calvin also experienced such an experience before he truly realized how fragile Terra's authority was in the Far Eastern territory of the empire.
"Ultramarines...sons of Guilliman." Calvin looked at the bright stars in the distant starry sky that belonged to the five hundred worlds of Ultramar, and thought silently in his heart.
In the center of the world-group of an empire known for its wealth, power, civilization, and stability, Robert Guilliman, the thirteenth son of the Emperor, known for his brilliance and brilliance, was resting in Macragge's Saint of Glory.
in the place.
He didn't know whether this arrogance was a special case of the Sons of Guilliman, or an overall manifestation of the entire Ultramarines war group system.
Calvin was destined to go there.
Whether it was due to the agreement with Captain Stewart of the Ultramarines stationed on Ophelia 7, or as the leader of the Inquisition and the founder of the newly born Eye of the Empire.
He needs to work with this group born from the "Code of Astartes" while trying to change the current difficult situation of the empire and make a difference in the cause of the entire human empire:
In theory, it abides by the provisions of the Holy Code and is impeccable, but in fact it is the largest local military group in the empire and has achieved basic mutual understanding and consensus.
"Loyal and straightforward border guards? Or a local warlord group with deep roots and a big tail?"
The original body squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of Presdia. His tall body sat on the throne at the highest point of the bridge, stroking the hilt of the Imperial Truth in his hand, and did not say another word for a long time.
The entire bridge seemed to feel the influence of the original body's mood, and a dullness like low air pressure spread silently throughout the entire command deck.
The Honor Guards stood quietly behind him with their eyes and noses in mind;
Fleet Admiral Tabers stood alone in front of the holographic projection platform and did not say a word for a long time;
The chief craftsman, Bishop Klein, was immersed in the servo movements in front of her, as if the whole world had nothing to do with her;
The staff on the staff deck and liaison deck were unconsciously cautious when they had to go to the command deck, unwilling to make any unexpected noise;
The sons of Calvin in the training hall seemed to feel the same way, and felt the anger that the father of genes was building.
They all stopped from their training and dormancy, instinctively clenched the weapons at hand and roared silently...
"Ha..." Calvin laughed at himself in a low voice. It was really not a good thing to have been in a high position for a long time.
The clanging sword cry came from the throne. The moment Tabos turned around, the original body said, "Go back and rest." Then he strode away from the command deck with the "Imperial Truth" in his hand.
After all, he decided to observe again and did not make hasty evaluations and judgments about the Ultramarines.
But no matter what, the current encounter made Calvin realize the difference between this place and other strategic directions of the empire on the first day he came to the Extreme Star Territory.