Chapter 202: Old and New, Approaching the Other Side.

"Did we destroy that monster?"

A deep but firm voice sounded on the flagship of the Chaos Fleet later, but the voice of this sentence itself was full of doubt.

"I'm afraid not."

Another voice also answered with a firm tone after witnessing the fleet's destruction of the Pale Wing.

The dirty black robe covered the Black Mechanicus priest who was completely made up of mechanical tentacles and had completely lost his human form.

It was barely an organ that could be called a head, and with the support of a respirator that was more symbolic than practical, it gave its basis to the initiator of the question.

The dark green data board was pulled out from the command desk by one of its tentacles, and the end of the claw-like tentacle searched for the scarlet blasphemous data record on the screen:

"The auspicious instrument shows that the countdown before the bombardment is 0.03 seconds. There are signs of teleportation on the Pale Wing, and it has not been effectively prevented.

After the target position is updated, it is likely to be near the nest number 5-9. Orbital strike measures can be considered for further remedy.

"In addition..."

The priest looked at the Astartes behind him who was burly but had sharp horns and sharp teeth on his armor.

"In general theory, the probability that he is an oversized body is greater than 99%, and the probability that you are a monster..."

"Can you shut up? "

Kelson shook the lightning claw in his hand, interrupting the mechanical priest's summary.

"Okay, according to calculations, the probability of being destroyed before I finish my statement is greater than 95%..."

The priest with blasphemous technology is still faithfully immersed in the calculation of data, but the former Midnight Lord Black Guard is no longer in the mood to listen to his report.

He stepped on the heavy body of the Terminator Power Armor with a bell-like pace, approaching another relative in the cabin.

"What's your opinion? Should we follow the original plan? Or, according to the opinion of Father Norris, should we clean up here first?"

"There is no time, my brother."

The mysterious Astartes wearing green power armor and scaly patterns on the torso said to him.

"In Lord Hydra's plan, the subsequent supply of materials for the fleet must be completed within 5 standard Terra orbital cycles.

The system of this industrial planet has consumed too much of our energy, and it cannot be destroyed again.

The power of the macro cannon is obviously excessive, which will affect the stability of the plate. I can't bear the risk of other problems before the industrial zone produces the last batch of materials! "

"So you want to let him exist, you know there are still resistance here, if you add this monster..."

"No!"

The mysterious Astartes interrupted the Midnight Lords, looking at the area on the surface that was still spitting out industrial waste gas 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 bombs he stored. Under the natural disaster, everything here will end. "

Kelson's facial expression was hidden behind the helmet, and it was difficult to see whether he agreed with this point of view.

But the identity of the Astartes in front of him was extremely special. On this battleship belonging to the Midnight Lords, his status at this time was even higher than Kelson, the nominal master of the war gang.

"Then, as you wish. The fleet will wait in orbit until what you want arrives. "

After taking a last look at the starry sky outside the porthole, Kelsen, who had lost interest, gave the captain an order to approach orbit and cruise synchronously, and turned and left...

On the other side of the starry sky, thousands of light years away, the fleet from Orpheus has quietly arrived at the outskirts of the Lyak galaxy.

The huge but tiny figures of the three cruisers are now exploring and advancing in battle formation in the starry sky.

Now that they have lost the Lyak interstellar channel, they can no longer make accurate jumps through the subspace.

As the first batch of advance ships, they can only use their engines to slowly crawl in the endless starry sky between galaxies.

"Haven't you found that galaxy yet? "

Alan Janus stood on the top floor of the Soul Redeemer warship, looking indifferently at the boring scenery outside through the huge porthole view of the church-like building.

In the previous emergency communication with Krieg, the 383 Sons of Calvin led by him had already set off on the warship one step ahead of others.

Under the guidance of the navigators at all costs, the Grand Patrol Glorious Blade broke through the layers of barriers in the subspace with its powerful force and met up with the Soul Redeemer at the agreed coordinates.

Jules and Gavins finally met these Sons of Calvin.

These new Grey Knights are just as they expected, pure and firm, and they also have the unique characteristics of Calvin.

Alan also saw Gavins's uniqueness at first sight. Similarly, he and the Honor Guards behind him have a deep soul bond with Calvin.

This kind of soul unity and mutual influence, in front of these Grey Knights carrying Calvin's genes, has a trust foundation and special tacit understanding that other compatriots can't match.

After a simple greeting, they have confirmed their mutual subordination. Except for Allen Janus who was promoted as a temporary arbitrator, the remaining Grey Knights automatically became privates recognized by Titan.

And the new Grey Knights had no objection, they extended their trust in the Honor Guard to the entire war group.

The latecomers, numbering nearly 400 people, did not become the host as Jules worried, but showed their discipline and obedience in the reorganization orders that were resolutely implemented.

This smooth reception made Jules feel relieved, and he was also very glad that Gavins and others were there on this trip.

Their equipment was also updated in time:

Under the emergency deployment of Aidan and Jules, the reserve materials of the entire Orpheus Grey Knights were now concentrated on the Soul Redeemer.

On this battlecruiser named by their gene father, the new Grey Knights took off the Mark series power armor produced by the Krieg galaxy and replaced it with a brand new Holy Shield power armor.

Their weapons also changed from standard models of bolter and power sword:

A large number of Storm-type psychic bolter and Nemesis Halberd were piled up like a small mountain in the weapon warehouse of the Soul Redeemer.

And what was piled up more was the countless psychic armor-piercing shells and Siren-type armor-piercing shells.

The arrival of these special equipment belonging to the Grey Knights' psychic combat mode made Aidan and his brothers feel relieved, and also felt that the regiment attached great importance to them.

With these new forces in place and their professional equipment equipped, the training started smoothly, and Jules finally got out of the busyness.

Standing on the high ground of the training ground, he looked at these Grey Knights who seamlessly connected with the Honor Guards and could directly enter the "Legion Mode" without adapting.

He said to Tibers beside him with some difficulty:

"Time is really a wonderful thing. It always reminds me inadvertently that I may be old."

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