Chapter 344 Praise to the Immaculate Virgin Mary
Most people are very unfamiliar with this name. Even if you look through the empire's classics or search folk records, you can probably find vague descriptions related to him.
Generally speaking, an unknown mortal scholar from a thousand years ago can only leave two worthless evaluations in the long history of death due to illness and poverty.
But he is not so worthless. When he goes deep into the abyss that mortals in the empire dare not touch and takes from the stars the technology that the Mechanicum covets and the alien technology that the Inquisition is also afraid of, from this perspective he is the most powerful person in that era. The greatest adventurer and scholar in this sector, and one of the few humans who still have dreams and hopes after a thousand years of darkness.
His great achievements reached the pinnacle after he penetrated into a cave of an ancient ruins. He saw an ancient sculpture that looked strange and human-like in the alien ruins he was chasing. However, at this moment, he did not realize that this alien creation was essentially the same as the human being. He already had a fateful connection.
At this moment, the object is still dusty and simple. It has been stained with thick rust for thousands of years, no, tens of thousands of years. The limbs and head of the statue can no longer be seen clearly, and even the best scholars in the empire cannot restore it. Originally, it was just It was a futile endeavor, but Krisha was not exploring for money in the first place.
Even so, there are many rich men with a hobby of collecting who want to pay a lot of money to buy this statue with strange materials. Of course, the solid white material is as beautiful as jade, but this broken thing seems to have magic power. Let Krisha, a man who rarely leaves souvenirs, place it in the living room of his family, which he will never return to for a long time.
When the years of adventure began, it was not that he had no family. He had a beautiful wife, several naughty children, and accumulated wealth and connections. However, when the statue was placed in the living room cabinet, no one realized that the face of the statue became more and more... Similar to his beautiful lady.
In about twenty years of sun and moon, the lady has not aged any longer, and the statue has completely taken on a new look, but most people are not aware of it, as if it was always like this.
After returning from a long adventure, the adventurer scholar was tired and ready to retire. He prepared many gifts to the local lords, as well as from various organizations of the Mechanicus and the Tribunal. He wanted to hand over all his work to the empire and let the human empire judge Those creatures come and go.
Without aliens and dangers to kill him, he could live easily anywhere, just like the emperor's blessing, until a sharp knife was inserted into the sleeping adventurer's clever head.
That night, the children and the owner of the house were all murdered. In the empire, such things happened too often, and all the proceeds and treasures from the expedition were stolen. The local bailiff was dispatched because of the reputation of the people involved in the incident, but they only brought back light and fluffy items. A sentence that seeks wealth and kills.
No one knew where the lady had gone. They were usually affectionate and had no motive, and no one thought that a woman could accurately kill a seasoned adventurer, even if he was sleeping.
You know, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to directly insert into the skull, let alone use a clumsy weapon like a dagger. Most people think that this thing can never be done by an ordinary woman.
However, after that, an unassuming tantric sect emerged among the people. It was free from the minions of the Imperial Tribunal, despised many taboos that must not be touched, and brought countless variables to this sector one after another.
And they all believe in a mother, and there is also a "sister" who looks just like her, no, exactly the same, and the knowledge of that sister is as good as that of the great adventure scholar.
Finally, more and more believers gathered. They unified their slogans and spoke to the Virgin with the most pious words. "Praise to the Immaculate Virgin."
In the rising industrial elevator, this sentence was repeated repeatedly. As the imperial guard second lieutenant asked him again and again, those crazy religious personnel stopped talking and no longer understood after the death of their grandmother. As if his head was broken.
The second lieutenant looked at the crazy lunatics in front of him with an impatient expression. "What the hell, these crazy people!"
He wished he could kill these evil things that had blasphemed the Emperor, but as a hostage, he still hoped to get more information. But it seemed that except for the psyker, no one else had a deep understanding of this matter. .
At this moment, the Imperial Guard is far from safe. In the industrial-grade elevator, although it is difficult for large-scale attack weapons to destroy the transport warehouse, the huge composite cable is still controlled by the enemy.
As long as the enemy cuts off the elevator transportation, the Imperial Guard will be trapped to death, but it has been more than half an hour, and the enemy has not taken any action. The second lieutenant has not let go of his heart since he was forced to enter here. At this point, the madness of those Holy Mother believers has been completely ignited. his anger.
"Kill these worthless people, then take off their clothes, and check their belongings carefully. Don't let those things be stained with blood when you kill them."
After a few bangs and bangs, that sinful life ended when the blood dyed the ground red. In the weightlessness of the ladder ascent, the blood gathered together and formed a weird picture, but no one realized that something was wrong yet. That picture It was trampled to pieces by military boots.
The Holy Mother they believe in is not clean. The gods in the highest heaven covet the mortal world, that is, the material world where humans are located. She has many incarnations, different appearances, twisted and sickly. When a heretical book and a portrait of the Holy Mother were obtained In front of the second lieutenant, he was also convinced that death for those heretics would not be a pity.
After flipping through and checking them hastily, he closed the books with a disgusted mentality and asked the soldiers to seal those things and store them as one of the items submitted to the Inquisition.
Those heretical contents are enough for this secret sect to be attacked by the Inquisition. Those inquisitors holding rose knots and representing the flames of judgment will treat those people well.
Compared with those things that have been settled, the lieutenant is more concerned about the goods in their hands. He asked the meditating sergeant. "Our attack is still very dangerous. They probably found that the bottom was lost. It has been half an hour since we stepped into the elevator, and the remaining climbing progress is slower than we thought."
Now most of the soldiers are resting. Compressed jerky, greasy canned food, starch, protein, oil, fat, that is, energy, that is, the load capacity of humans in extreme situations. At the same time, the Empire's explosive guns and laser guns wrapped in oil paper are also taken out by the soldiers and carefully maintained.
The sergeant opened his eyes, the strange color in his pupils had not yet dissipated, and the influence of psychic power on him was not non-existent. Potential mutations and emotional outbursts, but he didn't know when they would come, but he said for sure.
"There will be no attack. We got the most important thing in their eyes."
The lieutenant was a little surprised. "What is so important that they can tolerate tens of thousands of soldiers attacking their palace?"
"A thing that can guide hundreds of psychics on how to use their power, a psychic book that records terrible evil power." This sentence is half true and half false. This sculpture is much more evil than a book. At the same time, this sentence is also true, because this statue can indeed help those people awaken psychic power, and even learn new technology according to the talents of the worshipers.
The core of this ancient creation is actually impossible to investigate. Why does it use the spirit bones of the Eldar, why is it in human form, and why is it worshiped by unknown ancient aliens, but he knows the most, that is, the huge will represented by this thing really exists.
That was a powerful creature from the Supreme Heaven, and this sculpture was its projection. Given this, it was not impossible to change according to the situation. The spirit bones were originally shaped by the Eldar with psychic energy, and could change like creatures, and were incomparable conductors of psychic energy.
So far, the Master Chief could only be sure that there was a huge willpower in the dark that was operating everything, and the Imperial Guard was both a link and a way out. His psychic energy could feel that the sun in the Supreme Heaven was soothing his soul. Even if he was insignificant compared to the huge star, its light was not shining only for him.
Even so, the Master Chief could muster up the courage to fight despair.
At the same time, the lieutenant also understood that the demigod in front of him did not make it clear. He had no ability to resist those magic powers. As a mortal body, a flesh and blood body, even if his will and soul could bear those information, his flesh and blood would mutate and collapse because of knowing something.
Soul and body complement each other. Demigods have strong wills, so they can become supermen. Supermen have indestructible bodies and feed back their souls. In the end, they are destined to bear many pains that ordinary people cannot bear for the empire and achieve greatness that mortals cannot achieve.
However, he is not without the ability to help the Space Marines. The Imperial Guard has its own battles. Compared with the illusory and strange battlefields of psychic energy and soul, he is more adept at the real wars in the physical universe that have been remembered long ago.
He only needs to know this one thing, that is, the enemy will not destroy the elevator, so he can plan how to attack the enemy with peace of mind. Although there is not much intelligence from the upper level, and the infiltration of the wild snakes has a certain influence in the middle and lower nests at most, the lieutenant can probably judge what the first thing the Imperial Guard will do when they go out based on the few intelligence provided by the lords of various fortresses and the similarity of similar nests.
They need to build a barrier here, a battle line composed of sandbags and defense mechanisms, and a few hours is enough time to turn the Imperial Guard into a fortress guard. At the same time, the narrow gate can perfectly form an entrance that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but they need to pay attention to hindering the enemy's explosive weapons attack.
"Start building sandbags according to the positional warfare template, set up explosive bombs, and heavy anti-vehicle missiles. We are going to fight. Astartes and Catachan have locked the main defense projects near the heavy platform. During this period, we need to protect the heretic relics as a strategic project with extremely high priority!"
"Install fragmentation mines on the inside of the external sandbag fortress, do a good job of explosion and explosion prevention, and prepare plugs and bunkers. We want to turn this place into a fortress and prepare for the first hard battle after entering the country!"
"Laitlin boy, you are responsible for logistics. First, go to cook food and supervise the distribution. Then, in wartime, climb to a high place and conduct long-range sniping, and give priority to killing high-value enemy soldiers."
"Catachan Sergeant, you are responsible for the battle line Inside, prepare the howitzers and bolter shotguns. The Catachans will become the bayonet company arranged inside the trenches to kill any enemy that breaks through the defense line. "
"Astartes, prepare the flight backpacks. While defending the platform, you can rely on the weapons set on it to help us attack. By the way, those things can be replaced with storm bombs and heavy plasma, and laser cannons can also be used!"
"Each crew will park the heavy vehicles at the entrance and exit. We can use those things as shelters next. All baggage and mobility can be abandoned. Next, we need to defeat the enemy and then invade the palace. Food and supplies can be used at will. As long as you can kill an enemy, you can release dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of doubled supplies!"
"Stormtroopers and Skadi veterans, grenadiers or experienced compatriots, you are the largest and most important backbone force. Don't be distressed because you are not elite anymore. In the next war, we will be shields and blades, capable of both attack and defense."
"Finally, listen carefully, all companies. The Imperial Guard has always been considered to be as aggressive as during the Great Crusade. After the Astartes Codex was published by the Primarch, the Imperial Guard was disassembled to defend the countless stars across the Empire."
"But this does not mean that we have no teeth, no nails, no blades, and no guns. As warriors, we are good at both defense and attack. Next, we will wipe out the enemy's living forces and end the long-standing power struggle and force conflict between the traitor forces and the Skadi on the Engili Spaceport!"
"In other words, from the expedition two years ago to the present All sacrifices and deaths will come to an end on our battlefield. Those who are shameful, despised by traitors, or die innocently will be destroyed in front of the iron hammer of the Imperial Guard. We are the hammer of the Empire, remember. "
"My body, my bones, my heart, and my soul are all for mankind to cross the netherworld. Until the twilight of the Emperor, mankind has been dark for a thousand years. We still have only one goal to achieve, that is victory!"
"For the Emperor, build bunkers, for the Emperor, carry sandbags, for the Emperor, install weapons, for the Emperor, start the auspicious instrument, for the Emperor, kill the enemy."
"So far, let's fight!"
His words were high-pitched, and the soldiers raised their heads. Those fateful destinies were intertwined with their long combat experiences, from moving sandbags to laying weapons, cleaning weapons, preparing bulletproof vests, loading explosives, and filling them with bullets.
Amid the smell of gunpowder and sweat on the battlefield, this huge elevator is slowly turning into a war fortress. Whether it is the intricate sandbag trenches or the adamantium shields, the Astartes ready to go, the forest heroes of Catachan, or the veterans of Skadi, they all represent the climax of the N'Gili invasion.
Like a prelude to a piece of music, like a theater setting up the stage, in front of the Emperor and the Lord of Change, the space opera performed by loyalists and traitors is about to begin.