paranoianovel Chapter 441 Forbidden Army: Protect Yifeng? I don’t want to take this class for a whole day.
Chapter 441 Forbidden Army: Protect Yifeng? I don’t want to take this class for a whole day.
There are many things in the Blackstone Experimental Field, some of which are made into Ark-level designs that suppress the subspace. Caul's ambitions are great. His reproductions have shifted from relics of ancient times to great creations of the Emperor, such as the Psychic Titan. .
The reverse activation of the Black Stone can greatly increase the power of the subspace. He even thought about asking the Mephisto Think Tank of the Blood Angels to come and experiment, but after careful consideration, he decided to keep his secret and not let any Ass. Tate knows.
He himself got some psykers from various channels. Although the increase in Black Stone was indeed very large, it was not as terrifying as the circular lending model created by the Emperor.
Caul also used the empire's usual hard-line approach, directly stacking up, isn't it just people? Is there still a shortage of psykers in our vast human empire?
Halfway through the experiment, Yifeng arrived and started emergency evacuation of their experimental area. The huge asteroid-like Mechanicus transport ship directly "buckled" the entire base out of the satellite.
Every room in the base was evacuated modularly, a large number of central pipes were abandoned, and many experiments that required long-term maintenance were suspended and self-destructed.
Members of the Mechanicum maintained emergency power supplies and begged the Omnissiah for mercy.
I knocked my head down and found a golden boss standing in front of me.
"Take me to the Great Sage Caul. It is the Emperor's will."
"Aba Aba Aba..." The senior servant didn't know the Forbidden Army either. The servants on the side mechanically completed the tasks of their superiors and ignored the Forbidden Army.
Fortunately, the Mechanic Priest reacted in time. The beating indicator of the scanner made him wake up instantly. Yao Jin's reaction.
Only legendary data exists! Omnissiah appeared... Oh no, Omnissiah's attendants appeared.
In the view of the Forbidden Army, the priest took too long and made a mechanical dislocation sound like a broken steam engine, with a large amount of steam emanating from behind.
The priest quickly led the way forward, using his fastest movement speed, and the imperial army followed unhurriedly.
All the servitors on the transport ship have received the order, and there are servo skulls suspended in the air, which are what the Tech-priests who are determined to serve Omnissiah for the rest of their lives eventually become.
The entire ship entertained the Imperial Guards with the highest courtesy, and the chants ringing around them were very Mechanicus.
"Steel is immortal, steel is eternal,
Praising the Omnisiah, rejecting the betrayal of fleshly decay,
Psalms sound to the true eternity, in which redemption lies, in which redemption lies.
The cable retains its true meaning, the turbine roars again, and praises the God of All Machines..."
The Adeptus Mechanicus praised steel, and the Custodes sneered in response.
He stood at the pinnacle of the physical body, laughing at the incompetence of machinery. Metal would only reduce his combat effectiveness, as the Custodes always did.
Belisarius Caul's clone held a grand welcome ceremony, which was cumbersome and full of rituals.
"No need for this, I'm only here for you."
There was another sentence that the Custodes did not say, but Caul understood what he meant, 'The rest retreat'.
The servitors left in an orderly manner. Caul's clone looked no different from the body of the Forge World Archbishop. They were both so huge and so... chaotic.
Like a jumble of gears and wires.
Kaul led the Imperial Army to a room, which was a typical Mechanicum style, cold, gray, and full of life, and even the sound of mechanical rotation was completely eliminated.
Like a world of absolute death.
"Dear envoy, please."
Kaul stretched out a mechanical arm, decorated as much as possible with ceremonial utensils.
The Forbidden Army also hopes to have a chat with this great sage, and those information will be added to the evaluation of this important person.
"Do you know about the passage plan?"
"Sir, I don't know about this matter."
It seems that this clone is used exclusively for black stone experiments, and the Imperial Army has forgotten about the issue of eliciting psychic power.
"Report on the current progress of your experiments, regarding the experiments and inventory of black stone."
Caul reported the situation to the Custodes in several ways at the same time, including large-screen demonstrations, voice explanations, sign language, and flash signals. Each method told completely different things, but the Custodes could understand all the meanings at the same time.
"Your work is very good, but next, you must put all your power into casting the Blackstone Spire. The pattern has been transmitted to your signal loop. This is my Lord's order."
"As you command, my lord, Belisarius Cawl obeys the will of the Emperor."
"It's not Belisarius Caul, it's you." The Imperial Guard looked at the behemoth in front of him, his eyes full of distrust.
Call was trustworthy for the time being, but the clone was not.
Humanity is what we want to protect, but for the sake of all mankind, mortals in several star districts can give up.
The Imperial Guard seemed to have inherited some of the Emperor's characteristics. Even though the current Great Sage Caul could almost be said to be a collection of countless clones, he still would not believe any of them.
"I will obey the Holy Orders." Kaul made a big salute, and he got the opportunity to ask questions to the Imperial Army as he wished.
"I am studying psychic powers and cannot avoid the research of subspace. Dear Sir, I have a doubt. Mathieu, the Holy War Apostle of the Empire, once told the original body that Abaddon thought he had destroyed Cadian and unsealed the Dread. With the power of the Eye, Chaos can invade the entire real world, but this also greatly increases the activity of the Empire's psykers. The Emperor's power is becoming more powerful, and he is awakening..."
"What do you want to ask?" The Imperial Guard interrupted him. They were always cautious when it came to matters involving the Emperor.
The Brilliant Gold Power Sword is ready to be unsheathed at any time. Every time Caul's huge body moves slightly, the body of the Imperial Army also changes accordingly, maintaining several optimal sword-drawing angles at all times.
"Lord Emperor, will you really wake up?"
"Until that day comes," said the Custodian, "any inquiry is meaningless."
This can be understood to mean that the Imperial Guard will always believe in the day when the Emperor returns. It can also be understood that the Imperial Guard only deceives themselves and tells themselves that the Emperor will return, and that there is nothing they can do about it.
As for the Custodes themselves...if this was all right, we would have put Terra into the Eye of Terror.
......
It is uncertain whether the Emperor's power has increased, but at least half of the Emperor's miracles are fake.
The violent blessing of Khorne...but the berserker died in the last battle, and it was mistakenly thought that the emperor blessed that warrior.
The Daemons of Tzeentch love nothing more than to fake the Emperor's miracles, then suddenly disappear at critical moments in the war, creating the illusion that the Emperor has abandoned them, and hopefully Tzeentch's authority.
After Cawl asked some in-depth questions about psionic powers, the Custodes issued a warning.
“Don’t overexplore, just do your own thing.”
The great sage replied: "I would like to follow the instructions of the Emperor: As long as you breathe, you must abide by the truth."
This caused the Forbidden Army to fall into a brief silence, but in Kaul's view, the Forbidden Army spoke again without any hesitation: "That's not what I said to you. Now that you know it, abide by it."
.....
Yifeng's bored flagship and the Imperial Fists' technical sergeant discuss the fortress casting of Vigilus.
The Vigilance Star was originally an important stronghold. The Adeptus Mechanicus controlled a large area, and the giant forge made Yifeng drool.
The planet's defense is very complete, and energy shields surround every city. The Mechanicus discovered fortress-level void shield STC fragments here, which makes the defense power of the Vigilance Star terrifying.
The Forge World of Huang Quan No. 8 cooperated with them, and the entire galaxy was built into an iron cage.
The arrival of the Mechanicus has caused the planet's environment to continue to deteriorate. The equipment for mining black stone has severely damaged the geological environment of the planet. There are highly toxic chemical wastes flowing in the hives. Only the most ferocious and thick-skinned savage beasts can move in the wilderness. Geological disasters continue to occur, and people's living standards are extremely poor.
The State Church stationed here on a large scale, stabilizing its rule, and stationed a large number of battle nuns here.
The flagship can no longer find an unprotected "abandoned planet" here, so it can only attack the homeland of the warning star.
The places destroyed by Abaddon, chicken thieves, and orcs have been rebuilt, and even the defense facilities are more complete. Ordinary offensives can only turn into a series of data on resource decline, and cannot even arouse the fear of the nobles.
After the naval cordon was breached by the red torrent, our offensive came to a complete standstill.
Eight land-based cannons opened fire, and more than eight light spots flew up on the ground. The response was several times or even dozens of times more powerful than the offensive force.
The People's Light maneuvered quickly, using false illusions created by holographic projection equipment to avoid attacks.
The Imperial Fists' technical sergeant's eyes were shining, and his fingertips kept sliding between the missile silos and anti-aircraft cannons popping up on the planet in the holographic image.
"This is a master-level work. Was it designed by the original body himself? Probably not, Commander. This is a planet with great reference significance. I think it can be used as a template design for a fortress planet."
"If you consider the intervention of the Mechanicus, the defense of this corridor should not be replicable. Let's see what technologies can be replaced by our own technology."
"Commander, that's... a land-based gang warehouse." The technical sergeant pointed at the flight cabins on the planets mixed with missiles and fighter jets.
This is a crazy design. The planet jumps to the battleship in the sky to join the suicide squad. Judging from the flight speed, Yifeng even suspected that there was an Astra Militarum squad.
"If they had thrown in a Slimab, we might have been in trouble, but he would have died of old age."
Those gangsters eventually penetrated into our holographic images, floating in space, waiting for subsequent recycling by the empire.
"dong dong dong~~"
There was no knocking on the door for who knows how many years. Usually, the first one to ring must be Bei Weijun's inquiry.
"come in."
The moment the door opened, a huge "cake" smashed in and went straight to Yifeng's head.
The speed is not fast, Yifeng can avoid it. He looked along the flight path of the "cake" and after seeing half of Ina's head, he finally chose to receive the attack forcefully.
To his surprise, it was indeed a cake, using many alternative ingredients, but indeed made in the old-fashioned way.
The ancient ones don't even have mechanical involvement, as if they were baked in primitive stone ovens.
Ina held up a banner:
"Congratulations to Yifeng for successfully living in this damn world for four hundred years."
Yifeng counted with his fingers and found that it should be 42K872 years now.
"I'm not four hundred years old yet, Ina."
Ina seemed to be prepared. She turned over the banner and read on the back, "Please do not try to use your service time as your birthday to cover up your true age."
Good guy, this little girl really holds a grudge, and she still remembers it this time.
Doesn’t that mean you are a 300-year-old old girl~~~
True, a tooth for a tooth.
Yifeng thought about it again and realized that his transformation should have been completed when he was eighteen years old. After ten years of training as a new recruit, he was really almost four hundred years old.
The date may not be accurate, because he has been wandering around for many years, and his actual life in the real world is not that long, but...
Ina said yes~
"Yina, how did you know today is my birthday."
Ina gave a sly smile and rarely used more subtle sign language: "Today is the anniversary of the day I met you."
The technical sergeants of the Imperial Fists were completely indifferent to this. For warriors who believe in Omnissiah, the time of life is meaningless. This only proves that as a Primaris warrior, Yifeng's body is at its peak. It should be the most capable existence.
"Congratulations, division commander," the technical sergeant said, "but the war is more important."
Yifeng: Not angry, not angry, it's all Dorn's fault, the Primarch's fault.
"Eat it, don't waste food." Yifeng took the cake off his face and gave a piece to the technical sergeant, "Energy intake helps maintain physical condition."
What else did the technical sergeant want to say, but Yifeng stopped him with one sentence: "From a scientific perspective, this kind of food can stimulate the production of dopamine and help you maintain a positive mental state."
The sergeant took the cake. Needless to say, the Beiwei army outside must have been "bribed" by Ina.
Ina took out a handkerchief at this moment, and it was time to wipe the cream from Yifeng's face.
The war is indeed important, but without committing any land troops, absolutely nothing needs to be done.
Yifeng operated the podium with one hand, still staring at the holographic screen, and took a piece of cake from his face with the other hand.
Ina gradually approaches, one step, two steps...
Turn around and strike!
The cake in Yifeng's hand flew out at a very fast speed, and the sticky white paste covered Ina's face.
"Let me see, three hundred and..."
Yifeng almost told Ina's true age, but Ina's hands completely ignored the cake on her face and covered Yifeng's mouth tightly.
"Woo~woo, anyway~~woo~happy birthday, Ina."
Having said that, Yifeng's hands were restless, and he covered Yina's face with both hands.
Technical Sergeant: I have no face to look at, I have no face to look at... Wait, the division commander never wastes food, you don't want to lick other people's faces clean, huh~~~
Ina and Yifeng "poked each other's eyes" for a long time before stopping. The entire command room was filled with the smell of milk.
"Teacher, I'm going to find the priest."
"Oh, Nian Cijin is busy. Let's go find Fulushe." Yifeng's voice came from behind, and the Duoen heir left without looking back.
Technical Sergeant: I should install a memory management module. This kind of memory should be thrown into the forbidden area.
......
The Adeptus Mechanicus below are not so leisurely now. After coaxing for a long time, they found out that it was a holographic image, but the big cannonballs dropped by the opponent were real. This reminded them of the past battle with the Eldar.
Red Torrent is a traitor suspected of colluding with the Eldar, a brand new promotional material!
Anyway, those people above don't care about the word "suspected". They will just continue to smear the enemies of the empire, or simply pretend that they don't exist.
In order to confirm the authenticity, the Mechanicus called the fireship to organize a surprise attack force and flew towards the holographic projection.
Facts have proved that there are indeed no warships the size of a hive there. In the shadows, there are several fierce Phantom Dragon-class warships firing. The cannonballs fly through the wide gap between them. Occasionally, those that hit them can be destroyed by the void. Take down the shield.
There was nothing we could do. The shipyard hurriedly repaired these few ships.
The eight-unit land-based cannon fired again, and the truly huge battleship disappeared in a flash.
The fireship formation wanted to launch an offensive, heading towards the position where the People's Light was still at a second ago.
The shield-breaking wave rippled.
The firepower ship completed the "successful transfer operation in an orderly manner" and made an indelible contribution to the subsequent gathering of "counterattack forces" and "successful expulsion" of the enemy.
The battle continued until the Forbidden Army returned. In fact, our detection system of the People's Light discovered the Forbidden Army's spaceship. The battle screen showed, "A reverse macro cannon flew from an unknown direction and stopped perfectly inside a statue." Macro shot."
Anyway, the central control system showed that there was a macro cannon array.
"That's almost it. It's time for the Space Marine Chapter to come in for support. Ask William where the war is happening again? Let's go join in the fun."
Yifeng is sitting leisurely in the command room and recuperating, while William is buried in the intelligence pile and is going crazy.
"There are wars everywhere, Commander, there are wars everywhere."
"Just get used to it, we only exist to fight." Yifeng seemed quite calm about this, after all, he had been tortured by such messy intelligence for more than three hundred years.
William's heart skipped a beat, "Commander, let's go back to Langjuxu for supplies. Christina reported new progress."
"What's the progress? Please read the information in detail."
"..."
"What's wrong William? Is there a problem with the intelligence?"
"No," William cleared his throat, looked back to make sure the door was closed tightly, and then said loudly: "My lover! I miss you..."
In an instant, Yifeng's hair suddenly stood up, and his whole body felt like thousands of ants eating flesh. His arm instantly exerted force and broke the pen in his hand into two pieces. The facial muscles under the mask twitched irregularly.
Today, Yifeng broke the record. He felt that his power was back. He was back to the era when he was not wearing anti-psychic armor, and he was roaming the battlefield. The power of Chagatai Khan was rushing through his veins, and his shots had exceeded No punch he could remember throwing.
William's mouth was almost crooked with a palm.
"You idiot, you omitted these." Yifeng said to William almost roaring.
"In case there is... valuable information in the form of code, I'm not sure..."
"No need to confirm, it's her. The first two sentences proved her identity very successfully. I feel like vomiting now."
"Then...slave...I made a new armor, just like me...the armor that is exclusive to you is an excellent improvement, but the bones of the untouchables are not enough, You need to remove the skeleton you are wearing now and add it to it. You...it is her who is asking for gifts...payment."
I can imagine William's struggling expression.
"I understand. Thank you for your hard work. Let the fleet retreat. The empire's attention should be drawn here. The target is Lang Juxu. Let's move forward at full speed."
Did the Beiwei army outside hear it? I don’t know, but the Imperial Guard heard it anyway.
"I will go with you."
When these words floated down from the sky, Yifeng was in despair.
The tech boss arrives, carrying a device similar to a Raven Guard jetpack that allows him to fly silently.
"It's okay, but don't mess around. This really involves my life."
The technology boss was not angry. He changed his mentality and tried to elevate Yifeng's identity as a "disciple of Malcador" in his mind.
He asked curiously: "Can you find the reason for your fear there? The reason for fear...the world outside of anti-psionic power?"
"There is no secret, it's just Malcador's order. I will absolutely abide by it, just like you abide by the emperor's order."
The technology boss shook his head gently. It was not Malcador's order that made you live under the bones of Sister Silence, but something happened that made Malcador issue this order.
"What if the Emperor wants to know the true reason? I ask it of you in the Emperor's name."
"Is he really the emperor?" Yifeng asked back, feeling a huge murderous aura permeating the air.
"I gave the fragment of Malcador's soul to Guilliman. They should have talked. The Emperor will not waste his power to make you ask me again."
The Imperial Guards snorted. In the past, they were still dealing with living saints. It was indeed the Emperor speaking to the Imperial Guards through their mortal bodies. How sacred and glorious that was.
And now...it's so unpleasant.
"In addition... Boss, can we learn from your powerful battle armor craftsmanship? It will be of great use in the future... Hey, don't leave, Boss."
The technology boss flew away. The emperor asked me to protect this guy? Out of sight, out of mind.
The People's Light wandered around in the subspace for a few times, then jumped out of the real world and rushed to Langjuxu day and night.
Once inside, the entire galaxy started to move.
All the mortals on Langjuxu have been evacuated to other colonial planets. Because some of their ancestors have seen the scene of Kazanev being blessed from afar, they have become a devout force similar to the priests of the state religion. The communicator has caused a lot of trouble to the local political commissars in various worlds.
The entire planet is filled with unmanned equipment of the Tau, and the only creature in the entire galaxy is Christina. In the subspace, this galaxy is completely colorless, with a slight amount of negative psychic power.
"The difference between hating intelligence and the forging world is only decided by Christina's life." Yifeng felt a kind of discomfort, the kind of discomfort that would destroy his life.
"Another one." Yifeng said.