Chapter 284 Chaos Wizard
Somewhere in subspace.
A very large cruiser, the Sycorax.
The battleship bears the mark of being poisoned by the Eye of Terror, with nightmarish geometries covering its former structure, ring-toothed macrocannon muzzles, and sculptures of bone and shining silver, making it look like it came from A sick fish in a poisonous sea.
In the meditation room, the old Thousand Sons warrior sat cross-legged.
Ctesias, once a Legion Archon of the Thousand Sons Legion, is now a Chaos Sorcerer of Azek Ahriman's cabal, the Ronin Warband.
In the distant past, Ctesias once belonged to the Aquila school in the Thousand Sons Legion known as the "rejected Sixth School of Prospero" - this school once tried to study the nature of chaos and ether, and The Warp Daemons colluded, eventually disbanding under the direct orders of Magnus.
Ctesias is a space warrior of the same era as Joestar, Satfaran, and Kalamanda, but he looks so old and frail.
Ctesias fell asleep.
To be precise, he was dreaming.
He knew that he was dreaming, and he could feel the emptiness surrounding him, as gentle as the breeze and as cold as the deep sea. He knew that everything he saw and heard was false.
A demon slowly rose from the dream in front of the Thousand Sons warrior.
The demon's hazy form, hidden in the smoke, gradually took shape as it swayed. Its body resembled a feathered lizard, with nine short legs emerging from a flat torso, and each hoof had a It has a mouth and tongue, and its head is covered with jaws that are constantly opening and closing and narrow yellow eyes.
Ctesias could hear a voice appearing at the edge of his hearing, strange laughter and pleading.
Ctesias knew this demon. It once inhabited the body of an astropath, feasting on the soul of its host, an astropath who once belonged to the Iron Warriors. Finally, it was exiled back to the surface of the feudal world of Malzan. subspace.
It was this demon that borrowed the power of the Astropath to inform itself that the STC was hidden in the feudal world of Malzan, and the Iron Warriors Company needed support.
As a result, he lost a light cruiser, and the multi-party melee in the Eye of Terror lost a second light cruiser. In the end, he changed from a Chaos warband with a fleet to a polished commander with only a single ship.
This demon has many names among mortals, Qil'tek, Dragon of the Hundred Doors, Infinite Speaker, blah blah... But now only Ctesias has its true name, so only he holds it. Chains that enslave demons.
"you!"
Ctesias's voice was heavy and he ordered:
"Obey me and take my orders."
The devil's mouth clicked open and he began to howl:
"What's wrong with you, little wizard?"
"I need a prophecy, a directive."
Ctesias said:
"Tell me where the White Scars' fleet is and describe their future to me."
"Why should I tell you?"
The devil said in a voice that sounded like crying and laughing:
"A dying Astartes, trying to use his mortal body to carry the power of the devil's true name, quack, the chain has been rusted, the flames are pouring into the days that are yet to come, the broken bells shout the end, we will tear you apart from the inside , and then feast while your remains cool."
The demon flew around Ctesias, blinking with every eye, and said cheerfully:
"You want to know the future? Then let me tell you that you are already dead. In the future, all of you will be dead!"
"All things die."
Ctesias replied calmly.
The demon burst out laughing, his slender body trembling under the blue feathers reflecting the metallic luster:
"But the devil doesn't."
It grinned with a big smile, its body arched into a snake shape, then suddenly unfolded, and said with a smile:
"Chaos persists, wizard."
"Humph, you don't want to say yes."
Ctesias snorted coldly, sinking his mind into his mind, and began to carefully explore one memory block after another in the realm of thinking, unlocking and combining each fragment, and trying to spell out the devil's name:
“Sah·sul·na·gu……”
Obscure syllables poured out from Ctesias's lips. The demon roared and rushed towards him. Its body continued to expand, its skin torn, its arms stretched out from the swollen body, and its fingers stretched into The boneless razor——
"...th·nul·gu·ignal..."
The outline of the dream was stretched and twisted as the Chaos Wizard chanted, and the sound of tearing skin was accompanied by painful cries, replacing the devil's original roar——
"Oh, ah, stop! Stop!"
"...g·shu·theth."
The fragmented bytes continued to flow out, burning in the air of thoughts. The demon's body began to collapse, and the flesh hissed and turned into pus. The flesh and blood peeled off from its outstretched claws, and the last part of its real name The components are about to be unlocked in Ctesias's mind...
"boom--"
The scene in front of Ctesias suddenly changed.
The strange lights in the dream disappeared, and he clearly "saw" that he was on the deck of an unfamiliar battleship. He summoned the power of his psychic powers and easily killed several white-scar warriors. Then he stepped onto the bridge, the flames and Thunder poured out from the blade, constantly cutting away the white scars coming from all around. Ctesias held the sword in his hand, and the surrounding airflow formed a vague storm...
Continuously fighting and killing, finally, he saw the warrior. Although he had never met him before, Ctesias knew that it was the white-scarred Khan. His face was filled with despair and unwillingness, and slowly, Fall by his own sword.
The Chaos Wizard smiled contentedly.
The illusion disappeared, and the demon's silhouette glowed with nothingness around the edges, as the Chaos Sorcerer drove him back into the warp.
"I……"
The demon roared with its dissolving throat:
"Sooner or later...free from...your...shackles..."
Ctesias ignored it at all and just smiled, savoring and pondering the two geographical terms in his heart:
"Marquez Rex District."
"The Hive World of Schwerin."
…
The fleet successfully arrived at the Five Hundred World of Ultramar.
The domain of Regent Robert Guilliman.
The Conqueror-class galactic voyager Emperor's Coin, loaded with products brought from the Phaeton Forge World, separated from the expedition fleet of the Brotherhood of God Machines and joined the escort fleet of the Ultramarines.
The Combined Fleet became the White Scars Fleet.
What a coincidence, Fu Qinghai knows the captain of this Ultramarine escort fleet.
Golden Curls, Papastathopoulos.
Vespato Industrial World, airport boarding area.
"Hahahaha, Qingshan, I never thought that we could meet again!"
Papa walked towards Fu Qinghai with a big smile. He had some scars on his face and still had curly blond hair on his head. The pain caused by the rebellion did not make him depressed, and he still looked enthusiastic. He and Fu Qinghai They hugged each other heavily, attracting the attention of the surrounding ultramarines.
Fu Qinghai took a look at his military rank.
corporal.
Yes, at least he's not a private anymore.
"I didn't expect that my former defeated general was still alive and well."
Fu Qinghai said with a smile.
"Fuck you, Qingshan, how about we go to the training cage and fight again now?"
"Let's wait until you become the company commander. A mere corporal is not qualified to challenge me."
Yolanda Atela stood next to the two giants in ceramic armor, watching them chatting and laughing, and her evaluation of Qingshan Khan was once again raised to a higher level.
He is not completely unfamiliar with the Five Hundred Worlds, at least he has a good relationship with the Ultramarines Chapter.
Judging from the names that the two of them spit out from time to time, there are more than one or two Ultramarines who share the friendship of fighting side by side with Qingshan Khan.
Yolanda also put away her last little thought.
…
The expedition is over.
The fleet left Five Hundred Worlds and returned to the Hazy Star Territory.
Before entering the Marquez King Sector, the fleet first arrived at Cintila, the capital of the Calixis Sector.
"The Brotherhood's intelligence officer needs to be brought on board."
Fu Qinghai said.
At this moment, Fu Qinghai led the Astropaths, Navigators and a group of Space Marines to stand at the entrance of the airport connection channel, preparing to personally welcome the return of No. 56.
He deserves to be treated as such.
At this time, Camille walked out of the passage behind him, approached Fu Qinghai and whispered:
"Kalamanda's spiritual power has awakened."
"oh?"
Fu Qinghai raised his eyebrows:
"No damage done, right?"
This is the Warhammer 40K universe. When everyone hears the words "Psychic Awakening", their first reaction is whether it will cause any damage, rather than what benefits it will bring.
"No, Lao Qiao and Lin Yu are watching. They just scared the three servitors to death."
Camille said.
"Scared to death?"
Fu Qinghai asked with a frown.
He noticed that the pharmacist's wording was not "down" or "overloaded" but "scared to death."
Camille nodded:
"Yes, according to the psychic classification you gave me, Kalamanda's psychic ability should belong to the fear of the psychic system."
It's psychic power again.
Fu Qinghai was a little disappointed.
Kalamanda, Number 56, and Satfalan are all psychic powers, namely fear, mind reading, and invisibility.
Why didn’t Captain Nightbat inherit his Primarch’s prophecy-based psychic abilities? It was by virtue of this talent that Soul Hunter Talos became the "prophet" in the Chaos warband.
Just as I was thinking about it, a familiar voice sounded not far away:
"Khan!"
Fu Qinghai looked up and saw the Alpha Warrior leading a strange Space Marine towards the side.
Um? Who is this?
Fu Qinghai immediately activated the active and passive perspective, and then saw the large bald head of the Space Marine hidden under the cloak and hood, as well as the small black characters branded all over the bald head.
It seems to be some kind of commentary and prayer on a prayer flag.
The Word Bearers!
Fu Qinghai was stunned.
Why did No. 56 bring a Word Bearer here?
No. 56 knew that Fu Qinghai had seen through Tristan’s true identity at a glance, so he walked over and whispered:
"Go back to the battleship and elaborate."
Fu Qinghai nodded slowly.
He turned around and led No. 56 back, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder:
"Thank you for your hard work. Welcome home, Chief Intelligence Officer."
…
Several Space Marines gather on the boarding deck.
Paladin + Word Bearer = Light Space Marine.
No. 56 introduced Samsara Tristan to his teammates:
A human player from the World of Warcraft universe underwent a space warrior transformation surgery in the Word Bearers Legion. He felt that the background limit of Warhammer 40K was very high, and it was newly released, so he dropped the World Anchor here, and ended up just in time for the tenth The Seventh Legion launched a rebellion. Tristan could not bear the inhumane sacrifices and atrocities the traitors inflicted on mortals. He finally found an opportunity to escape from the Legion and has been hiding in seclusion in the garden world of the Calixis sector.
Tristan had a life-saving grace for No. 56. No. 56 clearly expressed his desire to recruit Tristan into the group. The Paladin himself also expressed his wishes reservedly - he did not want to stand up to another traitor. His identity is hidden in the Warhammer 40K universe and he can't do anything.
Fu Qinghai agreed in principle, but because of the unstable factors of reincarnators and the sensitive identity of word bearers, he said that it still needed to be investigated for a period of time.
You must know that accepting a Word Bearer loyalist requires solving more than just the empire's problems.
There are also questions from the Word Bearers Legion!
The most famous loyalist Word Bearer in the original novel is nicknamed "The Hermit", but his real name is unknown.
This man did something awesome. He was imprisoned in the underground prison of Terra Palace for most of the Horus Heresy. He took the unfinished novel written by the fallen Primarch Lorgar Aurelion. The "Divine Words of the Emperor" continued to be written until it was completed and adopted as the official teachings of the Empire's state religion.
Even though the state religion of the empire is not currently powerful, it will be a huge force of great importance in later generations and an indispensable part of the lives of the people of the empire. The doctrines and dogmas of such an important religious organization actually come from a fallen primarch and a traitor star. warrior?
It's better to spread the word.
So the empire tried its best to conceal the truth and tried every means to hide the "hermit".
As for the Word Bearers Legion, they were the first "Shouyi" legion to convert to Chaos, raise the flag of rebellion, and vow to overthrow the false emperor. There was actually a "traitor" who helped the false empire teach and publish books. It was simply intolerable. , after learning of the existence of the "Hermit", the Word Bearers attacked the Imperial world many times in order to erase this "Legion stain".
Accepting Tristan, a "traitor" among the Word Bearers, may face pressure from two aspects at the same time. Fu Qinghai feels that he needs to weigh the pros and cons - the most important thing is whether this person's character is worth it. Do.
…
Marquez King District.
Outskirts of the Schwerin Galaxy, Mandeville Point.
A Wrath-class super-large cruiser is parked quietly in the large meteorite ring surrounding the outer reaches of the galaxy.
Ctesias stood quietly on the bridge, silently observing the fishbone-shaped spaceship that was performing some strange operation in the meteorite ring through the armored glass dome above his head.
What kind of spaceship is that?
The Chaos Wizard frowned.
Despite the size of the frigate, there were no macro gun arrays or light spear arrays visible on the hull. It fired light blue rays to cover the meteorite, and then easily absorbed, shattered, and swallowed a giant meteorite...
Is it mining?
Ctesias became increasingly puzzled.
The Ishimura was unaware of the approaching cruiser.
The Sycorax did not install advanced additional facilities such as the "Supreme Sky Curtain" like the Suzheng, but Ctesias found another way to shield the avian from the avian by performing some kind of witchcraft ritual in advance. Cruiser exploration.
In fact, the Ishimura didn't have a divination device either.
The Chaos Wizard shook his head and looked away, no longer caring about the strange-looking fishbone spaceship.
That's not his goal.
The real target hasn't appeared yet, so we can't scare the snake away.
Ctesias waited patiently.
The entire bridge is very quiet, with only the slight noises made by individual mortal crew members when they move. If you look closely at these crew members, the hard beaks on their faces, the protruding stubble on their skin, and the patches of bluish scales... I am afraid they are the same as " The two words "mortal" don't really go together.
Ctesias held in his arms an Archer-type helmet unique to the Thousand Sons Legion. On the top of the helmet was a "Nemesh" crown - this is a kind of Prospero natively used to express "learned people". "The peculiar decoration of status.
He was pacing back and forth anxiously.
For some reason, he always felt uneasy in his heart.
On the left and right sides of his powered armor, a tanned human leather cape tattooed with seven hundred and twenty-nine blood curses hung like feathers on Ctesias's shoulders, rustling as he moved.
For every protective spell created, a mortal will die, but this is a small price to pay. For a Chaos wizard, without these protective spells, Ctesias may feel insects in his eyes. And come out, or acne and ulcers spread over the tip of your tongue——
Flesh mutation.
The veteran of the Thousand Sons Legion has a genetic disease.
Like the Space Wolves' "Wolf Spiral" and the Blood Angels' "Bloodthirst" and "Black Rage", it is one of the most notorious genetic diseases, even more serious than the first three.
It is said that this is the price of using psychic powers.
"Sir, subspace fluctuations have been detected!"
shouted a Stork-headed Beak crew member.
"good!"
Ctesias shouted excitedly.
It's finally here, the wait is finally here.
He strode towards the teleportation deck and said:
"Transmission platform ready!"
…
A large hole opened in the real universe, and behind it was a strange and bizarre scene. A medium-sized fleet composed of four battleships steadily rushed out of the hole.
Suzheng and Liema, leading the two captured cruisers, had just returned to the real universe when the detection array on the bridge started to alarm frantically. The mortal crew members stared and shouted:
"Khan, we are locked by the light spear!"
What! ?
Fu Qinghai's expression changed.
Who hid here in advance to ambush us?
How could we predict the time and place of our return?
Before Fu Qinghai had time to think clearly about the above two issues, the thick golden laser had already struck the hull of the Suzheng without opening the main shield array.
"boom--"
The ship trembled for a while, shaking so much that the gravity generating device could no longer absorb the soles of everyone's feet. The lights flickered on and off, and the images on the screen flickered. Finally, the holographic projection of the ship was displayed again, and three red markers appeared in the middle of the ship. The place.
"The broadside macrogun array is offline, Khan!"
"A group of light spear turrets is offline, Khan!"
"Khan, it's teleportation. The enemy has activated teleportation!"
A series of bad news came out.
"Wait, teleport?"
Fu Qinghai frowned slightly.
When the void shield fails, Space Marines can teleport directly into the enemy's warship through the teleportation platform. However, this method of jumping without the guidance of a teleportation beacon is extremely risky and may get stuck in the internal structure of the battleship. Integrated with bulkheads, pipes, decks, etc.
Fu Qinghai could not accept such a useless way of reducing personnel, so the warships under his guidance always used the jumping torpedo as the guide, and then established a transmission beacon before transmitting.
"The enemy's arrival location has been detected. It is located in the forward cabin on the middle deck near passage No. 16!"
The crew shouted the report.
"How long until the void shield is activated?"
Fu Qinghai asked in a deep voice.
"One minute, Khan."
"enemy?"
"One, one... it should be the Fury-class super cruiser."
"What does 'should' mean?"
Fu Qinghai asked with an unhappy tone.
"Khan, come and see..."
The crew member in front of the detection array swallowed.
Fu Qinghai walked over and took a look. Due to the close distance, the image of the opponent's warship had been accurately depicted on the holographic projection by various detection devices.
It turned out to be a weird and twisted warship, with sharp thorns all over its body, and ring-shaped teeth that were constantly opening and closing around the muzzle. The most important thing was that this warship had a long tail near the bow. A huge eye, still moving left and right!
It has been soaked in the energy of the Warp for too long.
This battleship...it comes alive!
This is the final result of ships sailing in subspace without turning on the Geller force field for a long time.
Fu Qinghai understood and ordered:
"Activate the fort master's shield array as soon as possible, and then counterattack. Joestar, Lin Yu, go to the middle deck immediately!"
After saying that, he picked up the helmet on the table and strode towards the weapons depot of the Su Zheng.
I didn’t even jump to help you, so you still dare to jump on my boat and help me? Are you too brave?
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