Chapter 317 The Golden Son of the Past

Chapter 317 The Golden Son of the Past

Silence is sometimes a sign of cowardice, but most of the time, it is an accumulation of emotion and strength.

The meeting between the successor of Horus and the long-silent Daemon Primarch was based on the will of the gods, and what specific deals and compromises it was based on. Probably no one knows except themselves and the destructive powers of the Warp.

But what can be sensed by the fallen mortals and legionnaires in the Eye of Terror is that this monster called the Black Legion has begun to resurrect and become active again from its dormancy after the last revenge expedition against the empire.

The Lords and Champions of Chaos began to gather their warriors, gathering them one by one from the battlefields scattered throughout the empire;

The warships carrying the fallen Astartes, after stopping their irregular plundering and wanton indulgence, began to gather in an orderly direction towards the Legion flag under the strong suppression of the Chaos Lord.

The Warmaster is calling them, and all they can do is answer his call and devote their lives to his will.

After abandoning the truth of the Empire and their faith in the Emperor, the only motivation for these corrupted Astartes to maintain their existence was revenge against the Empire.

As the recognized most powerful person, Abaddon, the black warmaster who took over the public election of the four gods of Horus, is the most promising candidate to do this.

In response to his call, the black legions are reawakening;

The fallen Astartes are quietly changing, returning to the banner of the Legion and no longer operating as scattered warbands.

They are working hard to rebuild the fighting system of the past based on their own origins. Regardless of the camp, battle group, or battle group, they are destined to no longer possess the most important beliefs and disciplines of these organizations.

But the hatred for the empire united these warriors under the banner of the legion. After restoring these organizations, it effectively increased the upper limit of their combat capabilities.

"The era of the original body has ended, and the ghost called "Legion" may be destined not to return to this era that does not belong to it. "

These are the words of the black warmaster, and it is also a fact that everyone knows.

But under the leadership of hatred for the Empire and the overwhelming popularity of Warmaster Abaddon, the Black Legion can still unite and launch new wars against the Empire. This is also another fact.

The autumn wind started to blow, and at the Cadian outposts and on the frontline battlefields, the soldiers and officers initially failed to understand the implications of the changes in the enemy.

Because the dead cannot speak, and the number of destroyed outposts and planetary worlds that failed to wait for reinforcements to arrive was not enough to attract more attention from the authorities of the Obscure Star Territory.

But in the eyes of some commanders with excellent war intuition, they have detected a strange signal from the recent sudden increase in losses:

The Astra Militarum, which is responsible for joint operations with the direction of the Forge World, was the first unit to discover this anomaly.

They first received feedback from the surviving troops deployed by the Military Command at the outpost in the "Cadian Gate" area, thereby inferring the activity patterns of the Chaos Fleet.

Later, after jointly conducting with the Forge World to collect and recover the "data black boxes" buried in the defense system of the Lost World, we had the opportunity to compare the data left behind.

Under the mutual support of these two pieces of information, the mechanical priests of the Forge World and the frontline officers of Cadian finally confirmed a reality that they did not dare to believe but had to believe:

The Chaos Legion has awakened again, with an unknown target, but the specific manifestation is that in recent years, the enemies from the depths of the Eye of Terror are no longer limited to one or a few Chaos Lords and their warbands.

They have more troops than ever before, so much so that worlds within the Eye of Terror's radiation range can only maintain effective defenses for a shorter time than planned after being attacked;

They have a more powerful fleet organization and associated firepower, so that those systems with fortress complexes can only leave a mess of ruins when the empire's reinforcements arrive.

But this is not the worrying issue. What is really worrying is the increasingly complete organization and coordination they have shown in their subsequent actions.

These renegade units that had been dormant or disappeared from the sight of the Empire for hundreds of years began to reappear in raids against the Empire, following in the footsteps of the fallen Astartes warbands.

These include not only some members of the traitorous legions who have gradually gone silent, but also members of the Black Mechanicus, and even some fallen titan legions have been found to be showing signs of becoming active again.

This is a completely different combat mode from the dormant Black Legion. This is not a war gang, this is a legion.

Others may not know it, but their old rivals, the soldiers of the Cadian world, know it best.

The twelfth dark crusade? Such a judgment does not only appear in the mind of an officer on the front line.

Unconsciously, 400 years have passed since the destruction of Reloria. While the empire was able to breathe for hundreds of years, the enemy also had time to accumulate strength.

And if the empire's enemies have already finished repairing their weapons and are preparing their weapons to obtain new blood and fire, then what reason does the empire have for not getting the news as soon as possible and taking more effective defenses?

The frontline alarm was suddenly sounded, and warning messages to the Star Territory authorities were filled with every military communication channel leading to the Hazy Star Territory authorities;

And those scarlet warnings that almost endangered the empire hundreds of years ago also appeared again in front of everyone in the Terra Senate.

The empire's attention was instantly drawn to the direction of the Obscure Star Territory, because everyone knew that Cadian was the empire's last line of defense against the Eye of Terror.

And in the distant Storm Star Territory that no one has noticed, a fleet that serves as the vanguard of this huge "hunting operation" is already vaguely visible in the depths of subspace...

Returning the topic to silence again, because the leader of this fleet is in this state at this time.

From the moment he left the demon world Sicarius, to the meeting with the Warmaster, and even until he was told the mission and mission like a subordinate.

This special being abnormally remained silent throughout the whole process, expressing himself with the appearance of silence.

Even in the face of Abaddon's barely concealed contempt, no matter how agitated the hearts of the Word Bearers behind him were.

This tall and burly body ignored all interference from the outside world and just silently received all information without giving any clear feedback.

The Word Bearers dared not question him, for without the Warmaster's intervention, their Primarch would have been meditating in the Temple of Despair, and they could not even hope to meet him.

The Warmaster representative of the accompanying fleet, the Astartes from the Alpha Legion, did not dare to overstep. For no one but Abaddon himself could and no one dared to ignore the sanctity of a Primarch.

When he was reborn, he was like a black hole, greedily absorbing any information from the outside world but refusing to give any response.

This was in direct contrast to his previous image of zeal, and the Word Bearers speculated that this change was due to the new perspective he gained after his promotion to the Daemon Primarch and the information gained from a broader perspective.

The Primarch should have spent centuries digesting and accepting this information and the changes it brought about, but the existing journey has been interrupted by the Warmaster, and the Primarch can only slowly adapt to his own changes in silence. .

At this time, Lorgar Aurelion stood quietly in the palace of his flagship, the Lady of the Blessed.

The leaders within the legion tried to visit, but were rejected by him without exception. Even the first priest of the legion, and even Erebus, the leader of the dual politics of the Dark Council, were not treated as exceptions.

The Dark Apostles stood in the corridor outside the palace, either whispering or communicating vaguely with their eyes, until Erebus' figure appeared at the end of the corridor.

Under the gaze of everyone, the first priest of the legion, who was wearing blood-red fine workmanship power armor, slowly scanned the whole place, and then in the corridor that quickly quieted down with only servo noise, he slowly opened his mouth with his sign. Xing's hoarse voice spoke out his instructions:

"Aurelion doesn't see anyone, including me. So according to the established practice, the legion will still assemble as planned. The leaders of the battle group who are in the action plan will stay, and those who are not in the plan can leave the ship on their own at the next node."

"Follow your orders!" A group of high-ranking officers who held the core power of the legion responded in a low voice, and then walked to their respective positions according to their different identities in the operation.

Some members headed towards the unmanned and highly automated flight deck, preparing to leave here and return to Sicarius, waiting for orders from Kor Phalon, the other leader of the Dark Council who stayed behind;

The other remaining members went to the conference hall at Erebus's signal to make routine preparations for the next possible battle.

The corridor outside the palace became quiet again, but inside the palace, the tall Primarch was still meditating with his eyes closed, immersed in his own thoughts.

The huge body of the Blessed Lady traveled quietly in the endless darkness of subspace, arriving quietly in silence as it came. After receiving the clear mission, he quietly disappeared from the sight of the Eye of Terror.

Awaited.

To everyone who waited for me, thank you.