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"Isn't this the commander of the Tyrone Planetary Defense Force's First Army? Long time no see." Kyle suddenly squeezed into the image and greeted him warmly.
Qin Mo still remembered that Creed had a subordinate who was much older than him when he wandered to the Tyrone Galaxy. That subordinate was Kyle.
Qin Mo was stunned when he heard what they said.
Commander of the First Army...how long has it been since anyone called him that?
Only now did Qin Mo realize the passage of time. He found that he had not aged, either in mentality or in flesh and blood.
The person he spends the most time with is either another Star God or a Imperial Guard.
It has been a long time since Foros was picked up from the deserted planet by Klein, but the Astartes will not grow old, and Qin Mo will not feel that time flies by when he sees them.
"Can you lend me a regiment of the Army?"
"The next battle may not be fought in Cadia itself. We may have to fight in nearby galaxies. I am only good at commanding the army."
Creed's words brought Qin Mo back to reality from his thoughts.
"The entire Tailong Army can be commanded by you." Qin Mo said.
"Really?" Creed couldn't believe it. A smile appeared on his expressionless face, "That's really great."
"Yeah, great." Qin Mo nodded. He had long planned to let Creed command the Tyrone Army, and this was not a gift.
Every order Creed gives when he commands the army will be recorded and then studied by a stone man, who will become the stone man Creed.
"Come to Miraak Bastion," Creed said. "You will definitely have to stay in Cadia for a while."
Qin Mo nodded in agreement.
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at the same time.
in subspace.
The dilapidated Vengeful Spirit has been completely out of service, and the collateral damage continues to this day. Explosions will occur on the hull from time to time, and personnel can only be transferred from other cruisers to deal with the collateral damage.
Abaddon and his lieutenants stayed on the bridge. Also on the bridge were Typhons and the temporarily elected leader of the Red Corsair Fleet.
While the others were discussing strategies enthusiastically, Abaddon sat on the throne and looked at the ground, a little confused.
Abaddon was remembering.
He remembered that he seemed to have an adjutant, a very powerful adjutant. This adjutant seemed to have been assigned by him to perform some kind of mission, and he had not come back yet. He did not know where the adjutant had gone. …
Abaddon couldn't remember who the adjutant was. He tried to find the adjutant's past in his memory but couldn't find anything. There was only an empty concept in his mind of "I seem to have a very powerful adjutant" without any specific details. I can't even recall the adjutant's name.
"Are all the lieutenants here?" Abaddon suddenly interrupted the discussion and asked the lieutenants present.
"Every one of your adjutants is on the bridge, no one is absent." One adjutant replied.
"Ah..." Abaddon nodded in a daze, "I must have remembered it wrong."
Chapter 214 Crack Characteristics
"We made mistakes from the beginning."
"A grave and fatal mistake."
Typhus said and looked at Abaddon, who was obviously placing the blame on Abaddon.
Before Typhons could continue speaking, Abaddon's lieutenants had already cast hostile eyes on him.
However, Abaddon showed no reaction and was still in a trance. The vague memories in his mind were bothering the Black Legion Warmaster.
Typhons turned a blind eye to the looks of Abaddon's lieutenants and continued: "In fact, we shouldn't trust that wizard of unknown origin. In the battles in the past few years, he kept pointing fingers and asked us to do this. They will ask us to do that, and sometimes they will even ask our men to die."
"Then what is the result of all this wizard has done?"
"Open a rift, it's that simple."
Typhonse's words reminded Abaddon's lieutenants of the situation a few years ago.
The sorcerer was brought before the Warmaster by the Huron men. No one knew what the sorcerer said. Then the Warmaster accepted the sorcerer and was willing to carry out his every request.
Typhons was not Abaddon's subordinate but an ally. He had no need to listen to Abaddon's arrangements, but Abaddon said that as long as the ceremony was successful, the war would be won.
"Then what did we do?" Typhons continued, "We rushed to Cadia in a swarm, knowing nothing about the enemy. When we were preparing for a fleet battle, the enemy used a strange weapon. Destroy our fleet."
As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the Red Pirate Fleet also looked at Abaddon, obviously dissatisfied with him.
If we dig deeper, it was indeed the rush of everyone to Cardia that led to the current situation.
Faced with these accusations, Abaddon did not defend or reprimand, but said a very indifferent sentence: "You can go, take your fleet with you. After you suffered such a huge loss, although you have nothing to gain, No catch but at least you can just walk away.”
"..." Typhons was silent.
From a rational point of view, considering that the plague fleet has already paid heavy losses, it is best not to participate in the next war regardless of whether it goes well.
But if you just give up, all the previous losses will be in vain.
Typhons decided to see what Abaddon's next plan was. If he could come up with a reliable strategy, he would continue to fight. If not, he would leave immediately.
"Instead of arguing about who should take the blame, we should continue to discuss strategy." Abaddon stood up from the throne and walked to the porthole, looking at the fleet outside.
This fleet was no longer a qualified fleet. The frigates were all destroyed, and the remaining cruisers were relatively dilapidated. The battleships were in pretty good condition, with only the Vengeful Spirit damaged.
The two black stone fortresses are not in the fleet.
Abaddon thought it was possible that they had not escaped into the warp through the rift.
"You said the ritual was useless, but I think it's just the opposite." Abaddon turned to look at Typhons, "If there were no rift, then we would be completely defeated now, and there would be no possibility of turning defeat into victory."
"What's the use even if the rift still exists?" Typhons asked.
"The rift is our advantage, and we can find ways to expand this advantage." Abaddon tempted Typhons to think carefully, "What will happen if we gradually destroy the galaxies near Cadia?"
Typhonse thought about it carefully and suddenly understood what Abaddon's purpose was.
Celestial objects in the universe contain the Warp, which is why using the Warp Drive involves traveling to the Mandeville Point in the system.
If the star systems near Cadia were destroyed, the veil between the physical universe and the Warp would be weakened and the rifts summoned by the ritual would widen, which would bring many benefits.
For example, the Blackstone Fortress that uses warp energy will become stronger.
However, although Typhons understood Abaddon's purpose, he could not agree: "Theoretically it is possible, but have you ever thought about how we destroy the galaxy? We not only have to destroy planets but also destroy stars, and we have to use the fastest speed We must do these things at the fastest speed, because if it takes too long, we will be teleported by the Tyron Navy."
"besides."
"The distance between galaxies is very far. It is very likely that even if we destroy many galaxies, the effect will not reach Cadia."
After raising all the questions, Typhons waited for Abaddon's answer, and at the same time made a decision in his mind whether he should leave or stay to see whether Abaddon's answer was reliable.
Abaddon thought for a moment and said, "The wizard who performed the ritual once told me something."
"Can you stop mentioning that bastard all the time?" Typhons's patience has been exhausted.
Abaddon ignored Typhus and continued: "If the size of the rift summoned by the ceremony is only enough to pass through a few battleships, then there is no need to set up ritual nodes everywhere in the entire Obscure Star Field. The rift can cover a maximum of three hundred light beams in diameter. In the region of years, each missing object in the surrounding galaxies will make the size of the gap larger."
Hearing this, Typhons thought of the infinite possibilities.
It would be a fantasy to expand the size of the rift to cover three hundred light years, but even if it were only the size of a planet, it would be enough. At that time, demons could be summoned directly within the enemy ship through rituals.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Typhons became increasingly dissatisfied with Abaddon. This guy was always hiding something.
"If I can predict that the enemy's iron planet will only take a few days to reach Cadia, if I can predict that the two black stone fortresses cannot even contain the iron planet... I will definitely make full preparations." Barton said helplessly.
Typhus was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"The most important thing now is whether Blackstone Fortress can come back. If they can't come back, then we will break up immediately." Abaddon said and looked out the window.
Everyone in the bridge was waiting anxiously. After all, whether Blackstone Fortress could come back would determine whether they could turn defeat into victory.
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I don’t know how much time passed.
The collateral damage suffered by the Vengeful Spirit has been completely contained, and the crew has begun trying to repair some minor damage that is not serious.
At this moment, a fluctuation appeared in the space directly in front of the fleet, and then a black building in the shape of an eight-pointed star suddenly appeared, which was the Blackstone Fortress.
The Blackstone Fortress had just passed through the rift and entered the subspace at an extremely fast speed.
Following the Blackstone Fortress into the subspace was a spear of light. This spear of light flew across the surface of the fortress, hitting the Vengeful Spirit closest to the Blackstone Fortress, and penetrated the two propellers at the rear of the ship.
Abaddon, who was on the bridge, heard the news that the Vengeful Spirit had suffered a disaster, and felt like someone had stabbed his healing heart.
"Contact the garrison in Blackstone Fortress and ask them to drive over." Abaddon ordered.
An adjutant immediately set out to contact the Blackstone Fortress crew, but no matter how he called, he received no response.
Abaddon guessed that there might be enemies in the Blackstone Fortress. He did not want the only hope of the Blackstone Fortress to be destroyed, so he issued a second order to the adjutant: "I will personally lead a company of people into the Blackstone Fortress."
Sorry guys, yesterday I finished typing and had dinner before going to bed at one o'clock. When I woke up, it was already afternoon...
I'll go to bed early today and get up early tomorrow to code
Chapter 215 Meeting Gift
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After a while.
Abaddon led his men into Blackstone Fortress.
Since a beacon had been placed in Blackstone Fortress before, the location they teleported to was on the passage outside the control room.
Although Abaddon had recognized that this was not the Eternal Will that belonged to him, but the fortress that he had given to Huron, the environment here still felt strange to him.
The passage is littered with cables, and occasionally pulsating fascia can be seen on some cables.
There are some devices on the wall that I don’t know what they are used for. Each device is connected to a head, and these heads are like wetware.
The fortress had obviously been attacked, and some machines were repairing the damage. These machines looked like spiders, with skulls embedded in them like the devices on the wall.
What's even more strange is that no one alive can be seen in the entire fortress, and no firefights are heard. The fortress is extremely quiet.
If he had not been to this Blackstone Fortress before, Abaddon would have thought that Huron had held some mysterious ceremony here.
Abaddon had seen more terrifying and weird scenes in the Eye of Terror. He only felt strange about what he saw before him, but he didn't find it scary.
"Ready weapons."