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"The Lord's personal guards will go to the Glory Humanity first. According to etiquette, we should meet with the Imperial Regent."
"Colonel Carl, just focus on this."
"Yes, Lord!"
Between words, the Lord of Tyrone, accompanied by the guards, came to the busiest part of the star port.
Soldiers smelling of sweat almost filled the tarmac.
There was messy supplies and dust everywhere.
Qin Mo stopped.
Because he saw the person he wanted to see.
High Lord of Cadia and war hero—Usaka E. Creed.
Creed was blowing out smoke rings while giving orders. The cigar was sandwiched between his index and middle fingers, and from time to time it was inserted into his mouth.
Creed noticed something and turned his head to look at Qin Mo, but his eyes just glanced past Qin Mo.
"The rest is very simple. Board the ship. The Eighth Regiment will wait for me to arrive on the battleship before meeting the regent and warmaster."
After Creed ordered the last thing, he turned and walked towards Qin Mo: "Governor Tailong, I have some logistics matters that I need to discuss with you."
……
After a while.
Star Harbor Freight Center.
Qin Mo and Creed stood at the edge railing of a wide platform, climbing on the pull rods and looking at the giant freight lines in the distance.
"I haven't seen you for decades." Qin Mo's eyes fell on Creed, "Seeing you makes me feel the passage of time again."
Today, Creed has gray hair and a slightly stooped body.
But his facial lines are still very strong, his eyes are piercing, his temperament is awe-inspiring, and his body is strong.
The neck is still so short.
To be honest, Creed doesn't look very old, far from what a man who is nearly a hundred years old should look like. After all, the Empire has a lot of life extension technology, and Creed can afford it.
But seeing Creed today, Qin Mo couldn't help but feel that a hero is in his twilight years.
"You still look like you were in your twenties." Creed said, taking a puff of his cigar. "If I were like you, I could fight for the throne forever."
"Smoke more, it's good for your health." Qin Mo patted Creed on the shoulder, "If you want to live forever, go to Taiweiyi. There are many technologies that can help you."
When he heard that he could live forever, Creed reacted coldly: "I should have died long ago."
Qin Mo remained silent.
Creed smoked a whole cigar, then put down his hand and touched his waist, and took out a cigar out of thin air.
That was the cigar belt that Qin Mo once gave to Creed. Since then, Creed has had an unlimited supply of cigars.
This cigar can even heal injuries and extend life.
Thinking of the cigar, Creed leaned on the railing and blew out a puff of smoke with a solemn expression.
"Just after the Battle of Cadia, I was chased by assassins."
"Two Callidus Assassins."
"I suspected that the high-ranking officials of the empire and the high lords were unhappy with me at that time, but this has never happened since the regent returned."
Creed looked at Qin Mo, raised his eyebrows and took a deep breath.
The Supreme Lord of the Castle spoke again, his steady words passing through the swirling smoke.
"When you left, you said that this cigar belt could conjure up a cigar god to save me when I was in danger."
"Shet! It's true!"
"When I was cornered by the two Callidus assassins and asked for one last blow, the belt 'drawn' an iron man out of thin air!"
"Are you specifically trying to prank me? That's actually a cigar! It looks like a cigar man with tobacco-like arms and legs!"
"I watched as a cigar tore two assassins apart."
Creed said this with a complicated expression.
"The cigar guy even walked up to me covered in blood, handed me a cigar, lit it, and then put it back in his belt!"
Speaking of this matter, the face of the Supreme Lord was filled with helplessness.
He was saved by a cigar.
When he told his second-in-command, Carl, he didn't believe the Empire would send an assassin to kill him, or that a cigar could save his life.
"You don't think that I really only give you a simple gift that can be turned into a cigar, do you?" Qin Mo smiled, "It seems that your command skills are good. There are no enemies in front of you on the battlefield, otherwise the belt will be Will print out a bunch of cigar men to attack your enemies."
Hearing this, Creed couldn't help but laugh twice.
If Carl had been there he would have been very surprised, for it was the first time in his life that he had seen Creed laugh out loud.
They were both silent again.
Creed became serious again.
In fact, he is in a very relaxed mood now, but he is born with a bad face.
"Thank you."
"what?"
"Thank you. Thank you for the Cadian people. You have shrunk the Eye of Terror. Fifty percent of newborns have eyes that are not even purple anymore."
"Thank you for the sacrifice. After all, I was not the only one to repel the enemy."
Qin Mo recalled the charger Nayi.
When he entered subspace for the first time, Qin Mo saw Nayi among the dead souls of Tyron Army. He charged with the Cadian soldier on his back and suicide bombed the demon.
They are the epitome of all the soldiers in that battle of Cadia.
There is still the custom of mourning the victims in the sector, but there are so many names that they have to be commemorated in separate zones, but they are still commemorated.
Qin Mo will also turn off all devices and let everyone leave after delivering speeches through various channels on the day of mourning for the victims, so that he can recall the victims he has seen with his own eyes.
When thinking of the bloody cockscomb-headed gang member who shouted "I don't wear a helmet because I don't want the legion commander to see my face!"
Thinking of the man who grew up from a gang member to a qualified Tyrone Army soldier, when he saw the Legion Commander he admired in the subspace, he was still excited and excited.
Qin Mo will cry.
"Can you promise me something?" the Supreme Lord suddenly said.
Just like the historic moment when Creed and Qin Mo made an agreement on the rooftop of New Cato City, looking at the procession of burying the dead below, he wanted to make an agreement again.
"Turn off the Eye of Terror." Creed said. "This war may last for centuries, and I may not live long enough to last until the end of the war...but turn it off."
"anyway."
"Seal up this warp excretion hole that has brought suffering to the Cadian people, to my brothers and sisters, for countless generations."
Just like decades ago, Qin Mo said: Tailong will respond.
Qin Mo agreed without hesitation.
Lord Tyrone tapped Creed on the shoulder and turned to leave.
"Not only will I sew it on, I'll let you watch it get sewn on."
"Now let's do this."
Chapter 693 The spirit clan forces appear on the scene
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When a large number of Astra Militarum troops, including the Cadian Assault Force, joined the Golden Expedition Fleet, and the entire fleet was about to be divided into four groups and dispersed around the Eye of Terror, another member of the Golden Expedition arrived belatedly.
The Eldar forces appear.
Those Eldar appeared suddenly on the fortress world of Cadia.
Just like when they suddenly jumped out to help humanity fight off the invasion in the Thirteenth Black Crusade.
The first thing that appeared from the webway was the Death Army. Most of the members of the Death Army led by the prophet Yinad Efreni and her mentor Qianmen appeared, and of course the Prophet Uthlan was also indispensable.
However, it is not just the Death Army forces that want to join the Golden Crusade.
When Qin Mo and the four Primarchs rushed to the Webway exit on the fortress world to welcome their allies, they saw a group of Eldar in costumes emerging behind the Death Army.
That was the Harlequin Troupe that believed in the Laughing God and played with Lego.
And when the leader of these clowns came to Guilliman along a path that everyone had given way to, Guilliman discovered that the person who came was none other than Hillandre, the Curtain Walker, who had helped him in the Maelstrom.
"We meet again, the human regent."
Hillandre said hello lightly.
Among the higher-ups on the human side present at this time, the Tailong Sector led by Qin Mo was not a direct ally of the Eldar forces. Both Ryan and Chagatai hated the Eldar aliens, and specially got into the living metal container to get together with the Holy Spirit. Gilles simply felt that he should not be absent from such an occasion.
Then only Guilliman is left to communicate with the allies who have arrived.
"Welcome to join the expeditionary force."
"I thought you would be late."
Guilliman stepped forward and spoke politely to Hillandri and Evrene.
Uslan, who came with Prophet Enad, stood aside silently, taking off his helmet and holding it on his waist, leaning on the prophet's staff.
Wuslan just nodded politely after seeing Qin Mo.
This prophet is always able to hold his nerve on important occasions or in front of others, and has a sense of elegance and calmness in every move he makes.
"Why did the Harlequin Troupe come?"
After exchanging greetings and expressing condolences to his allies, Guilliman looked at Hillandre.
Although the Death Army had long stated that they would come to participate in the expedition against the Eye of Terror, it was still surprising and unexpected for Hillandri and the others to appear here.
The forces of the Eldar are very scattered and not united. Each of the wild worlds of the Ark World is extremely scattered.