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Just as the veteran was thinking about it, the operator of the First Life Oracle reported loudly: "A huge energy fluctuation was detected on the right side of the ship!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the riddled Storm Lady suddenly appeared on the right side of the ship's hull. The energy shield that had just been maintained suddenly came into operation, wrapping the entire battleship and rushing forward.
At this time, the energy shield was concentrated forward, forming an acute angle, like a spear thrust into the battleship on which the veteran was riding.
Explosions in the void are silent.
But the flash of the explosion stung the eyes of all the crew members on the battleship.
The Storm Lady suddenly disappeared just now, and then suddenly crossed the dimensional space from the vicinity of the enemy's flagship and launched a collision, avenging the crew members who had died in the battle.
In the bridge of Macragge's Glory, Chapter Commander Calgar moved his eyes away from the void and turned to look at the Chapter's think tank.
The think tank closed his eyes, then opened his eyes after a moment and said: "The one who leads the Blood Angel fleet is the think tank director Mephiston. He expressed his friendship and gratitude to us."
Calga nodded silently, walked to the holographic image and looked down at the entire Elona galaxy.
"Continue to drop armies on Aerona One."
"The 3rd and 4th Companies will go to Aerona 2 and 3. We will quickly capture this system and open up a safe channel for subsequent reinforcements."
Upon hearing Calgar's orders, the Librarian transmitted a psychic communication to Mephiston.
Mephiston responded: Blood Angel will be responsible for the battle on Elona One.
"Then send other companies to attack Alona No. 2 and No. 3. The company dropped on No. 1 in the previous fleet battle will assist friendly forces in combat."
The two battle groups communicated for a while and then continued fighting.
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The war on the surface of Alona 1 continues.
The Ultramarines previously dropped on the surface plunged into the ambush of the Lamenters, and of course Sanguinius, who were advancing on the surface.
Two Ultramarines strike cruisers and four Blood Angels strike cruisers that followed in orbit were bombarding the enemy.
The Lamenters Chapter, all equipped with Terminator Power Armor, is responsible for the main attack, while a company of Ultramarines is covering the Lamenters Chapter, clearing them of enemies who want to outflank them.
Now the situation is great. A six-man Terminator combat team can easily slaughter two red pirate teams wearing ordinary power armor in an instant. As for the mortal servants of the red pirates, they are under the fearless onslaught of orbital bombardment and Dresdu. Soon there was a breakdown in morale and the collapse began.
Foros and Sanguinius, the Father of Genes, shuttled across the battlefield. The leader of the Lamenters was now spiritually attached with wings. Sometimes he and Sanguinius would soar into the sky, and sometimes they would swoop down to kill the enemy. commander.
When Foros and Sanguinius dived to the ground again, preparing to clean up a team of Red Pirate Terminators, a burst of psychic lightning rushed out, wiping out the entire team of Terminators instantly.
"Foros Chapter Commander, return to your battleship!"
Mephiston, the Blood Angels think tank director who had just been teleported down, released lightning to destroy the enemy, and then wanted to remind Foros to return to the Daughter of Storms, when he suddenly saw Sanguinius.
Mephiston could tell at a glance that Sanguinius' body was not flesh but metal, but he was almost instantly certain that the soul residing in the body must be the soul of the Gene Father.
It was the induction in the bloodline, and coupled with Mephiston's psychic talent, he could be very sure.
"Father...you..." Mephiston was so surprised that he even forgot to salute for a moment.
Sanguinius didn't care about etiquette, walked slowly to the heir, and patted his shoulder gently.
The father of genes didn't say anything, yet he seemed to have said everything.
Mephiston used his psychic ability to sense that the Father of Genes praised him for successfully fighting the Black Fury, successfully blocking Cabanha on Baal who was about to enter the real universe, and has been assisting Dante conscientiously.
At this moment, Mephiston felt that all the efforts he had made, the responsibilities he had shouldered, and the pressure he had endured... were all worth it.
"This body cannot accommodate me in the real universe for too long." Sanguinius said while looking around at his other descendants.
If the Heirs had anything to say, now would be the time.
But no one said anything, because the Blood Angels who followed Mephiston had never seen Sanguinius, and they had nothing to say.
But after seeing the gentle gaze of the father of genes, she didn't dare to look directly at his beautiful face and lowered her head.
"I have something to ask you." Mephiston saluted.
"Please tell me." Sanguinius nodded slightly.
He just nodded his head, and there was elegance and beauty in his movements.
"Lord Tyrone...is he still alive and where is he?" Mephiston asked.
Before coming, Mephiston and Dante learned about Talon's situation from the dimensional communication equipment, and also knew that the Lord of Talon had entered the subspace.
Now that the Gene Father was standing in front of him, Mephiston certainly wanted to ask.
But Sanguinius, who had always known everything, shook his head at this time: "He is a special person. My father and I don't even know whether he is in the subspace. Naturally, we don't know whether he is alive or where he is." .”
Hearing this, Mephiston thought of Qin Mo's characteristics.
As early as in the meeting commissioning the shipbuilding, Mephiston used his psychic power to gain insight into Qin Mo, but he could not see this man's past and future. There was only a blur in his psychic vision.
This trait is quite enviable to Mephiston, as it means that the Lord of Tyrone will not be able to predict his next actions by any psyker.
But now this characteristic has become a big trouble for the Lord of Tyrone.
"It's over now." Foros found a stone and sat down, his face ashen and his will down.
Sanguinius walked to Foros and comforted him: "Do you remember that I have the power of prophecy? It will not be finished."
Foros looked up at the father of genes.
Sanguinius looked at the battlefield where the victory was decided, and said slowly: "The living beings protected by Lord Tyron will repay him in the future... This sector is not a utopia built on the strength of powerful forces that will collapse at a stroke."
Foros was not sure that the father of genes could predict Qin Mo's future, but he was willing to believe it because it was a glimmer of hope.
There will be a meeting in the afternoon and a dinner party in the evening. I will update four chapters today and treat it as asking for leave.
Chapter 439 Tyrone in subspace
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In the boundless subspace.
A giant whale is swimming in the sea of souls.
In the temple on the back of the giant turtle, Qin Mo was warming himself by the fire in the corner of the temple.
The Lord of Talon, who was omnipotent in the real universe, was huddled on the ground, wrapped in a piece of fur ripped from the body of the Great Demon of Tzeentch, staring at the bonfire with an expressionless face and dull eyes.
Empty, lonely and cold...
This is how Qin Mo feels now.
"Why isn't the campfire hot?"
"It's so cold."
Qin Mo stretched out his hand from under the blue fur, grabbed a piece of wood and threw it into the fire. The fire naturally burned brighter, but there was no warmth at all.
"Because you are in a bad mood now and don't believe that the bonfire can warm you." The giant whale said.
As he spoke, the giant whale was still changing, sometimes like a turtle, sometimes like a whale, but no matter what, the mountains, forests and ruined temples on its back remained unchanged.
"What does this have to do with whether I believe in warmth or not?" Qin Mo asked puzzledly.
"Why doesn't it matter?" The giant whale's voice was full of vicissitudes of life. "If it really doesn't matter, could you possibly find wood that can be cut down in the Sea of Souls and raise a bonfire that can warm you?"
Hearing this, Qin Mo closed his eyes.
After a moment, the hot temperature of the flame spread to Qin Mo's skin, making him feel extremely warm.
But after just feeling the warmth, Qin Mo stood up, wrapped the blue fur of Tzeentch around his body, and walked out of the temple.
Qin Mo trekked through the mountains on the back of the giant turtle. He found the forest and took out his chain sword to cut down the wood.
This sword that cuts through power armor like tofu, this sword that Gray once used to cut off the heads of three Space Marines at the same time, is no longer useful for cutting wood.
A crunching sound reached Qin Mo's ears. He lowered his head and saw that the saw teeth were stuck in the trees.
With no other choice, Qin Mo had no choice but to take out the old woman's sword, cut off the entire tree, and then use the chain sword to cut the wood into planks.
The wooden planks piled up as high as a hill were carried with telekinesis, floating behind Qin Mo, and returned to the temple with him.
There were some nails in the storage compartment of the power armor. Qin Mo took out the nails and used his mind to control the nails and boards to repair the holes in the temple.
Soon the cold wind stopped whistling in the temple, and coupled with the bonfire, it felt much warmer.
There was still a little wood left. Qin Mo remembered that he had been sleeping on the ground these days, so he used the remaining scraps to build a double bed, and then picked up some stones to build a fireplace.
After finishing everything, Qin Mo lay down on the wooden bed to rest.
The fireplace radiated warmth and illuminated half of the temple, making Qin Mo feel quite cozy.
If he didn't want to live on the back of a giant turtle, Qin Mo would not repair the temple.
Now that he had finished talking about everything, Qin Mo suddenly wondered about the origin of this giant turtle, so he asked: "You are an entity in subspace, right? Where are you from? Undivided Chaos?"
"No, I'm just a subspace entity." The giant whale said, "A subspace entity formed by travelers from all races in the real universe on the long road, hoping to reach the end smoothly and safely, so I was born like a horse. For travelers.”
"I see." Qin Mo nodded. He knew that there were benevolent entities in subspace, but this giant turtle should not be benevolent or malicious, just an entity.
It's no different from a small creature drifting aimlessly in subspace.
"Where do you want to go?" asked the giant whale.
"I want to go to Tailong." Qin Mo blurted out subconsciously.
Returning to the real universe, returning to Tyrone, this is Qin Mo’s most urgent thought now.
He didn't expect the giant whale to really take him out of the subspace, but the giant whale responded: "Please rest for a while, we will be there soon."
"I'm not in the mood to joke with you." Qin Mo turned over and lay facing the temple wall.
……
I do not know how long it has been.
Qin Mo opened his eyes and suddenly realized that he had fallen asleep just now.
"We are where you want to be," said the giant turtle.
"Huh?" Qin Mo couldn't believe it and walked out of the temple.
He did not return to the real universe and was still in the subspace.
But the scene in front of us is one pure planet after another, these planets are arranged in clusters in an impossible way. If this scene is copied to the real universe, it will definitely make all astronomical scientists feel that life is meaningless.
And on those pure planets are light curtains where countless blue light points gather.