diskusbooks Chapter 414: Climbing the Star Fortress Again, Undercurrents Surge
Chapter 414: Climbing the Star Fortress Again, Undercurrents Surge
That man, the first Primarch known several years ago, although by accident he first met the amnesiac Vulkan, and then Leman Russ who stabbed him to death, the twists and turns of his fate are really unpredictable.
"Do you remember what happened before? On the mothership."
Belvis' words made Lin Heng try to recall the past. Of course he remembered a monster who could not control himself and acted purely on instinctive desires.
"I'll try not to think too much about it, try to put those..."
"Need not."
Belvis interrupted him and unbuttoned the chest of his Inquisitor's leather jacket, revealing a strange heart growing on the skin and still twitching.
"Remember them, so that you can become stronger... This is the contradiction. Only chaos can defeat chaos. Only by facing pollution can you resist pollution."
Lin Heng watched the other person straighten his clothes, but he was still shocked by the secret on him. He could clearly feel that the thing came from the subspace, and the energy contained in it could be said to be a forbidden existence.
"Heh... heretics emerge from the Heretic Inquisition, aliens emerge from the Alien Inquisition, demons emerge from the Demon Inquisition... These words always prove the darkness of the empire from some angle. Get up, we don't have time for idle talk."
There may be more secrets in Belvis than Lin Heng imagined. Any chaos marks on his body have disappeared, so it seems that the method used by the other party is also an absolute taboo.
"Teach me those spells and prayers when you have time. I only have psychic energy now, but I can only release it. I still don't know its nature."
Lin Heng spoke to the leader of the Grey Knights, who nodded and looked at Belvis.
"You'll have time to do it after you come out of the vault." Belvis threw out a large leather jacket.
"It's the big vault again. Aren't you afraid that it will teleport me away again?"
Lin Heng put on his leather jacket as he spoke. The touch of the leather, which was neither warm nor cold, seemed a little unfamiliar to him. He actually wanted to go without any clothes.
"No, this time the big vault sent a clear message - you are asked to come in."
Lin Heng looked at the strange runes in the room that suppressed spiritual energy, then stood up and said:
"Thank them for me. Now give me five minutes to be alone. I need to verify something."
"Do you need to switch the direction of the magic circle?" asked the leader of the Gray Knights.
Lin Heng thought for a moment and nodded:
"That's best."
After giving him a meaningful look, Belvis followed the Grey Knights out of the cabin. After the gate closed, a light green shadow immediately emerged from the shadows next to it.
"Huh...I missed you a lot after not seeing you for a long time."
"To be honest, I was quite surprised when the big vault teleported you away, but I was even more surprised that you didn't take the opportunity to escape, but actually rushed back, saving me the effort of looking for you."
Taraxin's body of active metal has a stiff face with a slight smile. Although his body structure is very strange, compared with those truly weird creatures, he is one of the best in terms of thoughts and actions.
"At least I can communicate with you.. How did I eliminate my distortion? What is the background of this knife? Do you know Azek Ahriman?"
Lin Heng pointed at the forehead where the chaos symbol appeared with one hand, took out the weapon obtained from the vault with the other hand, and then constructed the image of Ahriman. These three aspects were the things he wanted to know most now.
And Taraxin pointed to the inscription on the wall with one hand, took out a jade that looked very warm with the other hand, and then opened his mouth and said:
"The tool that saved you was a tool called 'Dark Words'. I don't know much about it because it's extremely dangerous. Although beings without psychic powers can use it at will, the cost... You should be able to see that losing psychic powers is worth more than losing your life."
Lin Heng silently memorized this thing. Even Taraxin had pointed out the degree of danger it was, so the conditions for using it would probably be much more stringent.
"As for this weapon... To be honest, I am a little surprised... Do you know what this is?"
Lin Heng shook his head and simply recounted the circumstances of how he obtained the knife. Unless it was a race that had a historical connection with this weapon, there was probably no one in the world who was more knowledgeable than Taraxin.
Taraxin looked carefully at the weapon in his hand, then sighed and returned it to Lin Heng. His expression seemed to show an inexplicable sense of regret.
"I have to say, your luck is indeed extraordinary. There are weapons of the same level as this one in my exhibition hall, but the reason why I gave you the 'End' is because it is the weapon of the Destruction Clan.
You hold it but you don’t have any connection with it. But now, this weapon is different. Its people still live in the galaxy, and their gods are also watching the corners of the starry sea. "
Lin Heng looked at the weapon in his hand, felt the jade in the other person's hand, and slowly said the name he might guess.
"Eldar?"
Taraxin nodded, and Lin Heng felt mixed emotions. His connection with this galaxy became closer and closer.
"Then do you know the history of this weapon? Since you have collected quite a few of them, they must be something extraordinary."
Taraxin laughed in silence and shook his head as if Lin Heng didn't understand his real thoughts at all. He walked past Lin Heng who was standing shoulder to shoulder with him and said:
"The things I collected are not simply powerful... Never mind, you won't understand even if I tell you. Don't worry, there are people who are willing to tell you the history... You just need to wait."
"What a riddle, how can you..."
Lin Heng turned around, only to find that Taraxin had left silently. This guy didn't like to be evasive when speaking, and the situation in which he started to speak vaguely might involve another level.
This speculation made him very uneasy. Did he have a chance to protect himself?
"There's another person! Ahriman, do you know?"
"A difficult, tragic, ambitious, numb, complex, dark, loving, and lonely character."
Taraxin's words gradually drifted away in the air, and Lin Heng couldn't help but feel a little toothache.
The spacious cabin was a little cold, and the runes flashing with dark light made him a little dazzled. The suppressed spiritual energy squirmed in his body, as if they had begun to come to life.
The hatch opened, and Belvis, Clark, Alexi and other personnel stood aside. Lin Heng took a quick look and saw that some of them had disappeared, while others had a new look.
"Judge Clark, please do me a favor."
"You said."
"Help me save my vision."
"Little things."
"Let's go to the vault."
Once again, everyone headed towards the Omega Vault, with the same passage, the same light curtain, and the same atmosphere.
Surrounded by the crowd, Lin Heng once again stepped into the door of the vault. This time the space was no longer infinitely wide. On the contrary, there was only a table and two chairs in the darkness.
"Hello."
An old man who looked like he was about to die suddenly appeared on the chair opposite. His hair, eyebrows and beard were all overgrown like weeds, and the linen clothes on his body seemed to have been worn for thousands of years.
"Hello."
After Lin Heng finished speaking, he pulled out a chair and sat on it.
"you?"
"An old man who once accompanied the Emperor in his conquests across the galaxy. In those days there were no Primarchs."
Lin Heng widened his eyes. If this was true, then the old man in front of him must be tens of thousands of years old.
"Unfortunately, I am not an immortal like the Emperor, I am just an ordinary warrior.
I know that my life will end one day, but I don't want to abandon the ideals I have fought for all my life.
So, on the day of my death, I begged the Emperor to use his mighty power to cast me into a machine. I didn't care what form it took. As long as I could continue to contribute to the Empire, I was not afraid of any loneliness. "
Although the old man was speaking, his mouth was not open, and this was not a psychic voice indicating that he was different from others.
As the other party raised his arm, a mechanical creation covering an area of 100 square meters appeared in the darkness behind him. It was filled with pipes, cables, and indicator lights, and was so simple that it looked like it was made by hand. The only sci-fi thing was the brain placed under a yellowed glass cover in the middle.
"I sent you away to avoid this crisis, but I didn't expect the Eldar's webway to be so dilapidated now, and you jumped out halfway."
Lin Heng burst out laughing, thinking that it was not only the webpath that was damaged, the most important thing was the coincidence of time, Akiman's magic affected him.
"Actually, you don't have to send me away. I should face this kind of world-destroying crisis, and I shouldn't rely on external forces to escape when I encounter difficulties. I..."
"No no no no no no."
The old man said "no" six times in a row, and then shook his head quickly:
“I don’t want you to escape from danger. After sending you away, I will provide them with weapons that can destroy the mothership. The danger in this place is relatively low.
I want to send you to the northwest part of the galaxy. The dark side, away from the light of the Imperial Astronomican, is more dangerous, so your help is even more needed."
Good man, Lin Heng thought that this old man wanted to protect him, but it turned out that this was just his wishful thinking... Isn't this exactly the same as ordinary Star Army soldiers getting the Carapace Armor in order to perform more dangerous missions, and he getting the Eldar sword.
"But the fact that you were able to come back in such a short time was beyond my brain's expectation. In this case, it won't take much time to resolve this crisis before leaving."
The old man waved his hand again, and a cylindrical metal object about two meters high and one meter wide emerged from the table from bottom to top.
The workmanship of that thing was extremely complicated, and the most peculiar thing was that it seemed to be made up of circles of continuously rotating gears.
The reciprocating movement of the gears brings with it a constant "clicking" sound, which sounds like some kind of timing device, as if something big will happen as long as this sound stops.
"A 3A ash-class time bomb. When it was produced, it extinguished several low-temperature stars. It was a weapon used to attack enemy planets. Now it's used on a big bug. It's a waste."
Lin Heng licked his lips and wondered why the empire is now in such a state of ruin. Could those oily guys do more research on archaeology and look for real weapons?
"I don't have much time left. If it weren't for the perception system that made me notice you, I would normally just stay in the stasis field.
Listen to the instructions for using the bomb, and then you will do the rest on your own."
"What's the situation with this weapon? Is this a personal Eldar sword?"
"I don't know. A lot of my memories have been lost in the long river of history, but I remember that it was you that was chosen."
Lin Heng's heart tightened. It seemed that the only people who could tell him the history of this sword were the spirits themselves.
"Tarasim, who are you referring to in your ambiguous words..."
...
"Commander Alexei, Inquisitor Clark, we have received communications from two Imperial ships, indicating that they are troops coming to assist."
Outside the gate, everyone was waiting silently. A message came from the ship's bow in the sound array channel, and the two leaders left first, leaving Belvis to wait for Lin Heng's return.
The Death Watch warriors left together, and the warriors from the other regiments also went to their respective duties.
The remaining twenty or thirty Astartes, some military commanders, and captains of roving merchants continued to wait, scattered... whispering... eye contact...
"Tell us the fleet number, the star sector it belongs to, and the chapter emblem." Inquisitor Clark inquired of the approaching ship.
The other party quickly sent the required items to the public channel for inspection by the Star Fortress, and all of them were regular employees of the Empire.
No one complains about having too many soldiers under their command, and Clark is no exception. He immediately asked Alexi to arrange for the Quadrant to dock at the port for further inspection, while he communicated with the Tau tribe to prepare to rescue Farsight.
At this moment, everything is proceeding in an orderly manner, whether it is Lin Heng in the vault, the soldiers in the star fortress, or the traitor hiding in the ship.
Erebus swung the head in his hand, and the incense of flesh and blood burning in the empty skull permeated the Word Bearers who were kneeling on one knee below.
He praised loudly and prayed passionately, and the gloomy air seemed to begin to change under this morbid behavior.
Beneath the weird, twisted rune altar, this group of warriors began to twitch for no reason, and inhuman matter began to grow on their power armor that should have been made of metal.
Ahriman sat cross-legged, his body suspended above another altar, two afterimages appeared on the left and right sides behind him. As the images suddenly flew out, his suspended body slowly fell down.
"In one Terra hour, we will start the operation."
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"Don't talk so much nonsense, just tell me whether you want to let it go or not."
“You don’t care...”
"Do I need to tell you if I care? If not, withdraw your troops immediately."
"Okay, okay..."
The Water Clan ambassador really didn't want to communicate with Inquisitor Clark. After all, before their own Tau fleet arrived, they would always live under the other's shadow.
"Farsight, go back and hug your master's thigh."
Less than an hour later, the imprisoned Farsight finally left the cold cage, and six XV6 combat uniform soldiers escorted him to the Star Fortress to meet Inquisitor Clark.
"Don't thank me, thank Lin Heng instead."
Clark's words did not surprise Farsight, because what really surprised him was that his warrior soul warned him again that the positions of the Astartes behind Inquisitor Clark seemed to be wrong.
"Click..."