paranoianovel Chapter 321: The hero is old, don’t laugh at the bravery of the past
Chapter 321: The hero is old, don’t laugh at the bravery of the past
The meaning of the winner is already clear. No Chaos warrior can contain the offensive of the Red Torrent Warrior.
No warrior of the Empire can either.
If they rebelled, it would be a devastating blow to the empire.
The Custodes must do their duty and keep an eye on them.
If they rebelled, the outcome would be the same for the Custodes.
It was to attack the palace after annihilating the empire. They faced off against the Imperial Guards, and they fought each other at the beginning of the rebellion.
The winner will return to the Red Torrent, taking with him the two brothers who are still looking for clues on the home planet of the war group. They must carefully monitor Yifeng.
The imperial army must also be ready to support at any time, and if any signs of rebellion are discovered, they must be destroyed immediately.
There is no indication that the Red Torrent is truly a force ordered by the Emperor. They only have one warrior who was once blessed. Guilliman cannot just rely on his own words to obey them.
The biologist sighed. He had just finished working overtime and had to treat the winner. Can't he choose a safer way?
Winner: Huh, I'm used to using cutting fire. This style of play is equipped with invincible weapons. If the cutting fire was there, I would have chopped the marshal alive long ago.
The marshal is still the marshal, and the winner is still the winner.
In the vast sea of ships, the winner embarked on a journey to the Chapter's home planet.
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"Sir, please forgive me, but I still want to know the secret of becoming stronger." Barton was hanging around Yifeng, and Yifeng gave a lot of messy instructions. Run this way.
"Go and train, go and fight. What's the use of you here? Are you waiting for me to transfer my inner strength to you?"
Yifeng was processing rows of documents while talking. I really don't know how the regent handles the information from the entire empire. This is too much.
"Master, if you take the wrong path, you will never reach your destination."
"What exactly do you want to ask? The main thing within the war group is sincere communication. Don't be secretive here."
Barton closed his mouth for a rare moment, and then said cautiously: "In the subspace, did the powerful Gray Knight tell you how to become as strong as him?"
"Haha~ Kaldo, you will never have the kind of spiritual attainments he has in this life."
"Teacher, tell me, there are no absolutes in everything."
Yifeng smiled, but Barton couldn't see it under the helmet.
"His power comes from the awakening of gene seeds and insight into the nature of subspace. You know, Barton, unless our chapter awakens as a think tank during the recruit period, or is the original ordinary Astartes veteran, it will be removed before serving. Gene-seed."
Barton felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He felt in his heart that the sky and the earth were dark, the sun and the moon had no light, and his future was so bleak.
Yifeng knocked him on the head and brought him back to reality.
"What, he is very powerful? He didn't kill me either." Yifeng knocked on the armor hard. "Cut off those external things, your connection with the subspace has been reduced, and you have returned to your human nature. Don't be discouraged, kid. Although Kaldor is strong, he is the only one who exists. Human beings may not be any worse... I You will definitely have to refute a few words about the Emperor, but what about Malcador?"
"But they are all psychics."
"So, we changed to another system. You have ten Alpha-level psykers on this planet, all of them can tear apart Titans with their own hands, and the flagship can blast them to ashes with one shot. And you, kid, are skilled in using these weapons, He is part of your strength.”
Barton thought for a while and finally asked a question that Yifeng had been thinking about for a long time, "But is the mobility of the anti-psionic armor we wear too poor? In terms of mobility, we may never be able to touch each other. , as long as those strong people want to."
The adamantine armor cannot be transported through subspace, and the Thunder Eagle can only seat two (one driver, and the adamantine armor warrior hangs below). Normal transportation is carried out by transport ships, or a large number of airdrop pods are dropped in clusters.
"Don't worry, I already have a method. Now it depends on when the great sage of the Mechanicus will get it done."
The technology that Yifeng favors is not in his own hands, and he can't even find the other person.
The technology is in the hands of Belisarius Call.
Do you know why the Tyranids arrived? Because I saw the light of Pharos, which was the thing used by the Second Empire to replace the star torch.
It was a creation of the dead.
The Pharos of the Second Empire had been destroyed. It was destroyed during the Great Rebellion. At that time, the Ultramarines did not know that active metals could repair themselves, so they sealed it. After being stored for a long time, it repaired itself, and was eventually attacked by a Tyranid swarm.
Our Belisarius Cawl discovered that this Pharos was powered by eight Star God Shards. He made a deal with the Ruler Star God Shards and obtained the black stone veins and other information about the Pharos at the cost of Put the pieces out.
The deal between the two parties is hard to explain. Except for the fact that the information is correct, everything else is a conspiracy. As soon as the Star God fragment came out, it attacked Caul. Finally, under the threat of the unstable singularity, the Star God fragment entered the portal and left honestly. Daxian The other side of the portal was set up in a Necron dynasty.
Pharos not only has the function of a star torch, but also has the ability of a portal and interstellar instant communication capabilities.
This is news from the early days of 40K. Yifeng dares to guarantee that Belisarius controls at least most of these Pharos, and the research is definitely very in-depth.
During the Second Empire, their exploration progress was only enough to use Pharos to transport a "small force". Now...
The Custodes Marshal contacted Caul and asked him to prepare a pharos so that the Custodes could rush to support any of the ten expeditionary forces.
The cost is high, and it requires a huge military force, because Pharos is extremely huge, with thousands of tons of necromantic metal and a mess of auxiliary equipment. Just guarding this place requires an unimaginable amount of military force.
The Imperial Army deployed this Pharos on Mercury, just beside Terra, in the sacred solar system.
Mercury is a mining world equipped with a solid shield system due to its proximity to the sun. And humans have dug away most of its minerals during so many years of mining operations, leaving a suitably hollow world.
It was completely transformed into a fortress world after Guilliman served as regent, making it the best planet to deploy Pharos.
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The Fengyun-class battleship was very fast, and Stone City arrived quickly.
Haituo Sage came out to greet them confidently and took over the repair task of two damaged ships.
He is now very high-spirited, and with more than 200 Fengyun-class battleships being the main force of Red Torrent's navy, he will be able to secure the throne of the Archbishop of this world for tens of thousands of years.
Yifeng has repeatedly stated in the communication that he needs to replenish supplies as soon as possible and then rendezvous with the flagship, but Haituo still prepared a grand Mechanicus-style welcome ceremony and an enhanced version of the extra-large fruit plate... This is a fruit mountain, right? !
"Welcome Lord Yifeng to his triumphant return!"
Haituo went into battle in person, with a face in the front talking and laughing with Yifeng, and a head in the back and two faces in front of him, shouting the binary version and the low-high Gothic version of the welcome speech at the same time.
"Sage Haituo, we don't need such a complicated ceremony. I have already told you."
"Sir, you are right. The moment I received the news, I immediately canceled the planet-level fireworks show and military parade. Don't worry, all the military parade troops have returned to their posts, and the Skitarii are patrolling with the highest alert to protect our safety. "
Haituo said it nicely, and there were no shortage of ceremonies around him. A group of skitarii neatly walked past everyone in a "patrol posture." Is this different from a military parade?
The Mechanicus is really providing for you. Most of the technology is provided by Red Torrent. There is almost a consensus in this forging world - it makes our group happy, and the technology is great!
In the next few hours, Yifeng refused the arrangement to visit important areas of the Forge World. While fighting for life and death with Guoshan, he listened to a priest from the Cult Mechanicus report on the current situation in Stone City.
"Currently, our productivity fully matches the amount of raw material imports, but according to reports, other industrial worlds and foundry worlds are continuing to reduce their transactions with us. The forced conscription orders from the empire have left them with fewer and fewer surplus resources. The empire It is suspected that a new large-scale expedition has been launched.”
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"Okay, I understand. Remember, don't rush to expand production scale. Our existing large warships are enough to support our battles. Phantom Dragon-class firepower ships and small frigates and destroyers are the main production directions."
Fengyun-class battleships do not need frigates. Those small boats cannot keep up with the speed of the battleships, and they will inevitably be out of touch in a fight.
The small ship was built for the subsequent formation of a fire support formation by the Phantom Dragon-class firepower ships.
"Sir, our basic resources are in a state of slow reduction. Among them, the macrocannon shells consume the most, and the manpower consumption is the production of torpedoes..."
The Mechanic Priest was still talking meticulously, expecting Yifeng to be happy, and if he throws out any other skills, he would treat Yifeng as an Omnissiah.
What to do~
The technical sergeant on the Anos Glory lived up to expectations and handed over the technology just obtained from the post-Wink world to Haituo.
They have many ideas, one of which can be given to Haituo to try.
fighter.
Space fighter formation.
The mechanical flying dragon once made countless metal components take off, covering its body and becoming part of the scale defense. Although it was beaten violently by the big think tank, the ideas can be learned.
Can a fighter group use this method in reverse?
Become a "shackle" of dense scales, use gravity equipment to surround the target, blockade it, and detain it?
Dozens of fighter planes equipped with Caul's gravity weapons and anti-gravity chain technology are connected into a whole, using intensive gravity strikes and towing internal enemies to capture enemy ships?
Large ships are impossible, but... we are short of small ships...
How could it be made so quickly?
A few days later, Yifeng left Stone City, leaving behind Haituo who was shouting in the laboratory and a lot of priests who presided over the launch of a new fighter production line.
The ship moved slowly toward the People's Light, the flagship hovering outside a hive world. The only characteristic of this kind of world is that there are many people and it is a place for recruiting soldiers.
Kazanev is training. Compared to other worlds within the empire, the vast world here is terrifyingly stable. There are no rebellions, greenskins, or Tyranids. A few pirates were defeated by the reverse harassment of the army. Crazy Wolf feels that since his service, There has never been a period of such stability.
When Yifeng's footsteps sounded, Kazanev immediately turned on the energy of the power armor. He was too familiar with this footsteps, and it was different from the footsteps of all battle brothers.
"Yifeng!" Kazanev strode towards this side.
"I'm back." Xiaolan and Yifeng walked side by side.
Crazy Wolf came very close, so close that Yifeng thought he was going to hug him, but he knelt down on one knee.
"Commander, I ask for a fight. The meaning of our existence is not to endlessly fight each other in front of the emperor's icon and participate in training. Real warriors should be trained in blood and fire. Calm seas cannot cultivate excellent sailors."
Looking at the new recruits behind Mad Wolf who were worse off than dead, Yifeng seemed to know something.
Xiaolan's figure gradually became glorious and majestic, like a god rescuing people from distress.
"Rise up, my Chapter Champion, what enemy did you face in the last battle you participated in?"
"A group of gene stealers, they completely corrupted that world. Our psykers can feel their call to the swarm, but for some unknown reason, the swarm may not have received the signal."
"It's okay. I guess the insect swarm tentacles may be gone."
Kazanev:? ? ?
Half a second later.
"Teacher! You went to kill bugs without me!"
"Uh, no, I just saw the guys who evacuated after killing those bugs. Well, now human life is peaceful and stable, but there are still a small number of alien invasions by aliens. You know, I am lazy and don't like to move. , let the aliens come by themselves, we can just wait for the battle to come."
Kazanev: It’s broken. The teacher’s brain is broken, Situval! Quick, electric baton...
"Stop! If I ask you to prepare for war, prepare yourself. I drove the aliens to you. Are you still not satisfied?"
Crazy Wolf pondered for a moment and asked: "Sir, did you go steal some good alien treasures? Are they chasing you?"
Yifeng looked at Crazy Wolf with a surprised look on his face: "You would still ask such a question? I thought you would ask me why I didn't cut the alien into pieces on the spot."
Crazy Wolf was kicked several times, and he happily ran back to his first company in power armor to prepare for the battle.
Xiaolan was also confused, "Yifeng, why did the alien come over on its own? The aliens around us didn't have time to hide from us."
"The people around us are good at hiding. We conquered a planet to scare away the aliens from several strongholds, but don't those who are further away know how powerful we are? This expedition of the empire is huge. I don't believe that every alien is like a green skin." They are equally aggressive, and they must be running towards the dark areas of the galaxy."
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Li Anjun received the Spear of Eternal Sorrow and brief instructions on how to use it, and danced for a while.
His marksmanship is pretty good, but after being injected with psychic energy, the gun head can dimensional jump to any area, which makes him shudder. In terms of tactical positioning, am I not the same as the super assassin-the sledgehammer Sisyphus?
The subtle flow of spiritual energy caught Li Anjun's attention. He realized that not all of his spiritual energy flowed to the head of the gun. It seemed that some of it disappeared in place, but he didn't know what the function was, and he couldn't feel the disappearance. Where did the spiritual energy go?
Regarding this top magic weapon, he decided to seek expert advice.
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"I was the best at taking people's heads with flying swords when I was young. Oh, by the way, Li Zhiku, I am also good at taking people's heads with flying spears."
Cancelo, a disabled person, walks slowly. Bionic limbs have been installed on him in the later stage. However, he has completely lost the soul part of his limbs. As a result, his mind is completely unable to control his body. He can only use it as if playing a computer game. One part controls another part.
Like controlling a computer game character with his hands, now, that character is Cancelo's limbs.
Li Anjun holds the Eternal Sorrow in both hands. It is a bit too long for ordinary Astartes, but it is just right for Primaris.
Cancelo bent down and his white beard brushed the gun handle. The lines engraved on it were so fine that Cancelo couldn't see them clearly.
The bionic hand moved dexterously, coiling two beads containing titanium meningeal fluid, and the quilt was shiny.
"Old man...walk a little further, you can show me, just...aim for my pearl."
Cancelo sparsely shook a few strands of white hair to one side, and then raised high an anti-psionic bead that he had been coiling for a long time.
"Old senior, isn't this good? The beads are not made of fine gold and may not be able to hold them."
"But it's anti-psionic, just like your armor. I have to confirm whether it can cause harm to you."
Li Anjun concentrated and held his breath, channeling his power into eternal sorrow.
Once the gun comes out, the moment is eternity.
The tip of the gun hovered over the bead, and Li Anjun pushed the bead away with a little force.
"I am sure that if I use more force, I can break this bead."
"That's not good." Cancelo walked bent over. He was getting old. The quick thinking of a psyker no longer matched his frail body. But in Li Anjun's eyes, a long, long time had passed. Cancero was old. Luo still didn't speak.
Yi Na came to see her old friend when she had time today. Yifeng finally came back and didn't go to see her. She was really angry.
"Stop it, Ina, it's dangerous."
A second later, "Duang~"
The tip of the spear flew over Ina's shoulder and disappeared.
"Li Anjun, you need to clean up, don't you!?" (Sign language, the kind of eyeball poking)
"The tip of the spear doesn't seem to be psychic. It's just that the dimensional jump consumes psychic energy." This is very strange, as if it is a purely physical attack, but uses psychic energy as an energy source.
Like...
Like...
Just like Wolf Juxu, the structure of the Necrons uses Kork's psychic giant Orc as energy source, but what is output to the Necrons is purely realistic energy.
Ina immediately rode on Li Anjun's back, which was so painful that our think tank almost screamed.
Now that you say so, try using this gun next to Sister Silence?
How could this be used? Li Anjun didn't have much spiritual power to output, and most of his spiritual power was suppressed within his body. The spiritual light on the gun obviously dimmed, and even the decomposition position became unstable.
Ina quickly got off him, and the think tank had nothing to do with this bouncing 200-year-old girl.
"Kid, kid? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, old-timer."
"Can you show it to me?"
"Be careful, it's quite heavy."
"Hold this for me."
Cancelo put two small balls into Li Anjun's hand. Our think tank almost threw the two small balls. To the psychic, he felt like his hand was going to burn through.
Cancelo was aging, as Nurgle corroded his flesh, showing decay and ichor, but the great psyker had regained his former majesty.
Some of the surrounding metal came to his body in an instant, and a thin layer of metal skin condensed to wrap the bionic limbs. The striped clothes like hospital gowns were instantly covered by the metal armor, and countless metal scraps condensed into a handful. The long sword was suspended at his side.
Cancelo danced the spear with the highest martial arts skills of a mortal. This is the limit of the super-powerful thinking of a psychic. The metal is the body, and what he thinks is what he does.
Li Anjun watched all this. Cancelo's movements were a bit clumsy in his eyes, but it did not prevent his extremely sharp attacks from tearing apart the ceramic armor.
The tip of the spear jumped. In the time it took Li Anjun's second heart to beat, the tip of the spear appeared in five different places, colliding with the suspended flying swords. Each flying sword was damaged in a different state.
Soon, the metal began to fall back into place, revealing the frail body of the Great Psyker.
It can be clearly seen that his flesh and blood have shrunk further.
Eternal sorrow flashed in the air and fell into Li Anjun's hands.
"You crooked old man, don't hug my waist!" (sign language, slap in the face)
"Unexpected, unexpected, you know, bionic limbs are difficult to control." Cancelo flew to Ina's side at lightning speed, and this place was more familiar.
Two small beads flew into Cancelo's hands accurately.
"Old-timer, how are you?"
"A double-edged sword, it's better to use it sparingly. Well, I have a request, Li Anjun."
This was the first time Li Anjun heard Cancelo call his full name.
"In a few years, I guess it will be when I am buried. You can pick a better battlefield for me, bring this spear, and I will have the most exciting and splendid psychic battle in my life." Spells.”
"Old senior, you can't do this. Just think about it. What if you suddenly become enlightened and become an immortal in the past few years?"
"Eternal life? Eternal life is so boring."
Cancelo picked up the metal fragments that were flying freely just now, raised it with difficulty with his prosthetic limb, and smashed it at Li Anjun's head, "Remember it carefully. You must give it to me when the time comes. Don't forget it, you are a busy man. ....."
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As for Yifeng, who forgot to find Yina, he is now thinking about how to trick the Crow King Corax out.
What am I doing when I go out?
Make money, don’t you think you’ve earned it?
Who has money? The Legion has money.
The Empire can't count on it. Several Primaris Chapters of Warp Trek cannot go to get supplies. The supplies for the nominal thirteen Chapters, including new recruits, we now have almost 13,000 people.
The problem was that the fleet was undersupplied.
Who can I rob?
In the subspace, the legions still exist, aren't they the Word Bearers who have been blocked by Corax?
Crow King, just relax and trick me into killing him.