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In the blink of an eye, several dozen days quietly passed.

The Morsus System. (Note 1)

Since driving out the R'ndan Alliance a century ago, the Morsus System had been occupied by the Dark Angels Legion, which had contributed the most in the three R'ndan Wars.

After extensive modifications, the three Imperial worlds within the system became a forge world, a fortress world, and a special world.

This special world appeared to be a hive city on the surface, but its governor, department heads, and so-called planetary defense forces were all members of the Obsidian Griffons Chapter, a subsidiary of the Dark Angels Legion.

The Obsidian Griffons had approximately 5,000 active personnel, who formed the main force of the local "Planetary Defense Force."

In their daily work, they had only two tasks: to train new recruits and to protect the core facility in the city – the Severed Claw Monastery.

The main members of the Severed Claw Monastery came from the "Inner Circle" of the Dark Angels Legion – the Deathwing.

Inheriting the "Medieval Knightly Order" culture of Caliban, the Severed Claw Monastery operated with the organizational structure of a knightly monastery.

This monastery archived all records of the three R'ndan Wars.

Yes, all records, including top-secret information that could not be found in the Imperial Munitorum.

The knights in the monastery patrolled day and night, studied historical documents, practiced combat skills, and guarded against the R'ndan technological creations and data buried deep within the monastery.

They stared at every inch of space in this star system, ensuring that they could detect the enemy at the first moment of the R'ndan Alliance's return.

Doing the same thing year after year inevitably leads to fatigue and exhaustion, but the knights of the Severed Claw Monastery did not experience these negative emotions.

The gene modification they underwent removed all unnecessary emotional processing functions, allowing them to maintain a state of high alert at all times, without ever relaxing.

They were able to calmly complete their daily training and patrols, remaining vigilant even during rest.

The only thing that could trigger emotional changes in their cerebral cortex was the three R'ndan Wars, which they had to keep in mind at all times.

In the early morning, the first ray of artificial sunlight passed through the stained-glass windows of the monastery, casting brilliant beams into the chapel.

Figures clad in white power armor stood out in the changing light and shadows.

Thirty-meter-high ribbed vaults hung with iron thorn crowns, silver stone pillars etched with Caliban's knightly prophecies, and ceramite armor displayed on the walls on both sides of the chapel, silently recounting the battles of over a century ago.

The atmosphere was quiet and silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The knights of the monastery knelt on one knee, removed their helmets and placed them at their waists, and lowered their heads slightly, listening to the Chapter Master's routine address.

"At this very moment, over one hundred and fifty years ago, the first drop of R'ndan poisonous blood soaked into the soil of Adhuc Mortis. Beneath every paving stone you kneel upon lies the ashes of fifty thousand Legion warriors, and with this, we became the ultimate victors. But today, I want you to remember not the victory, but the price behind the victory."

Chapter Master Chronos of the monastery paced slowly on the podium, his sharp gaze sweeping over every knight in the monastery.

"In the first war, we were torn apart by the enemy's shadow disruptors, and ten thousand Ravenwing warriors used their flesh and blood to block the energy torrent.

"In the second war, the vile enemy used shadow resonators to drive all living beings on the battlefield into madness. Why did the knights of the Dark Angels gouge out their eyes? Because they discovered that only the blind were immune to the illusions! Children guarding the archives, have you ever heard the three thousand empty eye sockets whispering in the darkness during your nightly patrols?"

Chronos stopped on the podium, in front of a black pillar, about one and a half meters high, just reaching the Chapter Master's waist.

At the top of the pillar was an object covered with a black cloth.

Chronos lifted the cloth, and a crystal skull shimmering with black light appeared, and everyone present felt a bone-chilling chill, and a repressed atmosphere quickly brewed.

"Now tell me, when you are on duty guarding the R'ndan weapons of war, do you dare to relax even a little? When you are sorting out the R'ndan technical data, will you miss even half a blueprint? Those fools who drink and make noise on Victory Day will never understand that the R'ndan have never truly been destroyed – they lurk in every piece of archived technology, in every overlooked inspection link, and in every self-indulgent celebration!"

The Chapter Master raised the force sword in his hand and pointed it at the memorial wall behind him.

The memorial wall was made of gold and engraved with the names of every warrior who died in the R'ndan Wars.

Above the memorial wall was a row of spotlights, shining the names on the wall with holy white light.

"In the name of the Severed Claw! With vigilance as our blade! We will be vigilant at all times, until the end of time! The mission will not end until the R'ndan are eliminated!"

Chronos swore loudly.

The knights kneeling on one knee stared at the memorial wall and repeated the Chapter Master's oath:

"In the name of the Severed Claw! With vigilance as our blade! We will be vigilant at all times, until the end of time! The mission will not end until the R'ndan are eliminated!"

The daily routine swearing ceremony was over.

Chronos sheathed his sword and turned to make a gesture of lifting his hand to the knights:

"Get up. Remember, when the spotlights on the memorial wall switch from white to red, it means that the Augury Matrix in the monastery has discovered traces of the R'ndan Alliance in this star system. From this moment on, we will enter a state of war. Do you all understand?"

"Yes, Chapter Master," the knights responded in unison.

Chronos nodded almost imperceptibly:

"Go to work, I will check each of you…"

Before he could finish speaking, the knights' expressions suddenly changed, and golden light was reflected in their eyes.

Chronos turned around and saw the memorial wall illuminated by golden light.

Red spotlights represented a R'ndan invasion.

What did golden spotlights represent?

Chronos frowned, quickly flipping through the monastery's regulations in his mind, and suddenly found the answer:

"An alien has invaded our star system! Immediately enter a state of Level Two battle readiness! Sound the alarm! Seal off the archives! Lock onto the alien's location!"

Chronos shouted loudly.

The knights acted, heading to their respective posts according to the guidance of the regulations.

Chronos strode towards the main entrance of the chapel, while activating internal communication to contact the Mechanicus Sage within the monastery:

"Lucart, tell me the location and number of the enemies."

Lucart was the Severed Claw Monastery's exclusive Mechanicus Sage.

His head was projected in front of Chronos through a holographic device.

The Mechanicus Sage's face in the picture was covered by a respirator and a sound array device, looking like a改造狂人 whose mechanization had almost reached its limit.

And it was indeed the case, Lucart had transformed his spine into a twelve-stage encrypted transmission shaft, specifically used to protect the alien data in the archives.

"The enemies are on the edge of the star system, the coordinates are BXS-1213.4139-N1-AEE-58992. They have two ships, one is a frigate, and the other is a barge. According to the ship style and scanning signals, these are two ships of the Oneiromancers."

"The Oneiromancers? Those scum who run cold trade in the Twilight Sector?" Chronos paused, and asked with some confusion:

"You just said that one of these two ships is a barge?"

"That's right, it is a barge without a power source, relying on the frigate's towing to carry out warp travel. According to my prediction, the probability of these two ships getting lost in the warp reaches 90%. They left the warp at the wrong time, which is why they accidentally entered our star system."

"I agree with your judgment, but we cannot take it lightly." Chronos activated the monastery's broadcast communication channel and issued a series of combat instructions.

In the near-ground orbit of the planet, a cruiser belonging to the Severed Claw Monastery and three cruisers belonging to the Obsidian Griffons Chapter quickly set out.

The temporary fleet composed of these four ships quickly moved in and out of the warp in a precise short-range jump, and instantly came to the edge of the Morsus System, directly facing the two ships of the Oneiromancers.

As the distance between the two sides shortened, more information was scanned out by the Augury Matrix and transmitted to Lucart and Chronos simultaneously.

"The frigate's tractor beam is broken, and the Oneiromancers on the ship are repairing the tractor beam."

Lucart, while tapping the keyboard with his metallic fingers, said:

"Our fleet has thrown the O'Neil people into a panic. They seem to want to abandon the barges and leave in frigates. Sir, I suggest we stop them in a gentler way. There may be alien technology worth our attention on these two ships."

The Dark Angels Legion liked alien technology.

As a member of the Legion's inner circle, the Broken Claw Chapter also liked alien technology.

Lucart's suggestion was exactly what Cronos wanted, and the latter immediately ordered the abandonment of long-range bombing, and instead launched a boarding raid on the two ships of the O'Neil people.

Before the boarding boats were ejected from the four cruisers, the O'Neil people felt bad, and cut the tow ropes of the frigates and barges in a panic, and the crew on the barges urgently transferred to the frigates through shuttles.

When the boarding boats appeared, the O'Neil frigates maneuvered and turned, and the warp signals from inside the hull became stronger.

"Lord Cronos, the O'Neil frigate wants to open a warp gate. Launching a boarding party on this ship now has a 75.6% chance of an accident. According to my further calculations, the O'Neil's success rate of opening a warp gate will drop to 53.4% due to the boarding, and the probability of boarding personnel being lost due to following the O'Neil people in warp navigation is 41.1%. Taking all factors into consideration, I suggest you give up the boarding operation against the frigate."

"I refuse to adopt your suggestion. Failure will never hinder our progress, cowardice will."

Cronos ordered in a deep voice:

"Continue to carry out the boarding operation, and do everything possible to control the two ships. I have a hunch, this is the enlightenment brought to me by the Primarch."

Lucart wanted to persuade him further, but after hearing Cronos say that this was "the enlightenment of the Primarch," he decisively swallowed the words back.

The gene-father of the Dark Angels was Lion El'Jonson.

This Primarch did not master psychic powers and could not predict, but he possessed extremely superb tactical prediction abilities and could predict the enemy's actions based on clues.

Cronos's gene purity is over 99%, almost perfectly inheriting the tactical prediction ability of the Primarch.

It is this tactical prediction ability that gives Cronos the ability to resemble prophecy. Although he does not know what the result of the "prophecy" is, following his intuition is always right.

Eight boarding boats accelerated forward in the void, flexibly avoiding the barrage and laser beams fired by the frigate.

Three of the boarding boats drew arcs and flew towards the barge stranded in place, and pierced into the upper deck of the barge without much effort.

The other five boarding boats outflanked the frigate from the left and right sides, cooperating with each other to attract the frigate's autocannons and laser arrays, covering the boarding actions of their companions.

A boarding boat successfully pierced the frigate's outer armor plate, piercing deeply like the sharp beak of a woodpecker.

Coincidentally, the warp signal strength reached its peak at this moment.

A warp gate filled with magical light appeared in front of the frigate. The frigate accelerated with the boarding boat inside, and at the same time activated the O'Neil's self-developed warp navigation force field.

A layer of purple-black barrier shrouded the entire ship, and the frigate entered the warp with the boarding boat.

This scene startled Cronos:

"These O'Neil people are crazy. Their ship has been pierced by the boarding boat, and they still dare to enter the warp?!"

Lucart analyzed:

"Sir, they have successfully opened the warp navigation force field. Theoretically speaking, with this force field, even if the outer armor plate is damaged, that ship can still perform warp navigation. I think the more likely scenario is that our boarding personnel will use force to control that ship, successfully leave the warp, and contact us. The probability of this happening is 85%."

Cronos put away the surprise in his heart and said in a deep voice:

"Closely monitor all communication requests with trustworthy identification codes. Also, tell me what valuable things are on the barge that are worth our attention."

"Yes, sir, please wait a moment, I will connect you to the communication signals of the front-line combat personnel, they have a lot of gains to share with you."

Lucart's hologram disappeared, and the half-length portraits of several boarding personnel emerged.

They were wearing compact MK3 pattern power armor. The armor decoration was consistent with the standard power armor of the Dark Angels Legion's inner circle, except that it was painted white instead of black.

The Space Marine at the head was a veteran sergeant with a white conical visor on his helmet.

He was holding a heavy bolter, with a delicate two-handed power sword hanging behind him, showing his valiant style:

"Chapter Master, we have confirmed that this is a barge used by the O'Neil people to salvage space debris. The wreckage of O'Neil's standard weapons, equipment, and devices appeared in the ship's warehouse. It is worth noting that we found a star map in the bridge, which records the spatial coordinates of the O'Neil's home world."

Cronos's eyes lit up, and a slight smile rose, making the wrinkles and scars on his face more obvious:

"Send the spatial coordinates to the monastery. You continue to search the barge and do not let go of any clues."

"Yes, sir."

"Lucart, tell me the credibility of this string of spatial coordinates."

The holographic image flickered, switching from the frontline squad to the Mechanicus.

Lucart was searching for the destination pointed to by the spatial coordinates within the territory of the Empire. The sizzling static sound came from his skull, continuous and unending.

A few seconds later, Lucart gave a response:

"Sir, I have found the destination of this string of spatial coordinates. It is a remote area located in the northeast corner of the Midrak Expanse. It has not been explored by the Empire's expeditionary fleets and Rogue Trader dynasties, so detailed information about this area has never appeared in the database. The probability of this location being the O'Neil's home world is predicted to be 50%. We need more information to verify the credibility of the spatial coordinates."

"Then let us wait."

Cronos waited in the command room of the monastery.

The O'Neil people are just a group of privateers wandering around, and they have absolutely no chance of resisting the Dark Angels' boarding personnel.

What's more, the warriors who successfully entered the frigate were a team of 13 veteran Broken Claw Knights.

With such a team, let alone a small frigate, even if the O'Neil's cruiser came, they would have to obediently hand over control of the ship.

Wait, just wait.

Within half an hour, a communication request will definitely be received.

In the blink of an eye, 30 minutes passed, and the Broken Claw Chapter did not receive any external communication signals.

Another 60 minutes passed, and the O'Neil's barge was brought back to near-Earth orbit for a comprehensive inspection.

Another 60 minutes passed, and the barge inspection was completed. Apart from the spatial coordinates recorded in the navigation log and a ship of wreckage, no valuable spoils were found.

Cronos ordered the Tech-Priest to check the communication signals again and again, and the local astropaths were also constantly monitoring astropathic messages.

Gradually, Cronos felt a little uneasy, and a bad idea rose in his mind.

Why haven't the 13 veterans returned yet?

Could it be that the frigate pierced by the boarding boat accidentally broke down during warp navigation?

…

…

Breakdown?

Are you kidding me.

The craftsmanship of the Green Skins is much better than that of the Purple Skins and the Oil Boys.

The ships built by the Oil Boys cannot enter the warp if a small hole is broken. The Green Skins don't care about this. As long as the warp navigation force field is turned on, they can go wherever they want.

There is, of course, a reason why those 13 veteran Broken Claw Knights have not returned to this day.

Inside the Green Skin frigate disguised as an O'Neil frigate, Li Nuo was in the bridge, watching the battle footage on the surveillance video with a speechless expression.

In the narrow steel corridor, 13 tough guys wearing MK3 pattern power armor were fighting with the Blood Raven Boyz.

The two sides were fighting fiercely and enthusiastically, and neither could do anything to the other in a short time.

Normally speaking, Orks cannot beat the Dark Angels' inner circle veterans.

But there are always exceptions.

A barrier composed of a positive ion force field was placed in the center of the corridor, separating the fighting parties.

When electronic equipment passes through this barrier, the circuit lines will be penetrated by positive ions and crash instantly.

It was the existence of the positive ion barrier that blocked the 13 power armor tough guys.

Li Nuo never thought that he would fight with the Dark Angels' veterans, but this scene just happened, which really made his balls ache.