Infinite Metaverse

The bridge of the Vengeful Spirit.

Kayan was back here thirteen minutes ago.

The battle on the Eternal Crusade was fierce, so fierce that it was beyond his imagination and beyond his ability to intervene. During the entire battle, he only released one demon summoning spell to help Yin Yun descend, and spent the rest of the time standing by and watching. So when he decided to leave, no one noticed him, and no one stopped him.

If the Great Demon of Tzeentch had just arrived, Kayan still had some doubts in his heart - he was worried that a single Great Demon of Tzeentch could stop the terrifying and mysterious black-armored warrior. When he later saw the half-machine, half-demon Ya The space entity arrived, followed closely by a Khorne demon and a Slaanesh demon. Kayon finally felt relieved.

No one can defeat two Chaos Demons at the same time, and no one can defeat three Chaos Demons in a row - especially before that man slaughtered two entire Chaos warbands, one of which was even full of possessed warriors. !

His physical strength seems to have no limit, and the energy source of his power armor seems to be endless. Kayan couldn't believe that such a Space Marine actually existed in the world - Kayan would rather believe that he was a warp entity! The purpose of subspace entities generated by the hatred and desire for revenge of all loyal space warriors is to prevent their traitors from returning to the real universe.

The more Kayon thought about it, the more horrified he felt.

The dark figure lingered in his mind.

It seems like the ultimate nightmare.

I woke up still feeling flustered.

Fortunately, this nightmare will eventually dissipate.

"What's wrong with you, Kayan?"

The pale woman next to me asked doubtfully:

"I feel that something is wrong with you. What have you seen in the Eternal Crusade since you came back? Since you have jumped into a gang, why didn't you go to assist Ezekiel in fighting and return to the Spirit of Vengeance alone?"

Kayan fell silent upon hearing this.

He didn't know how to explain to this woman who called herself a "prophet". She couldn't see anything, she didn't know anything. Kayon didn't know that if Moriana knew about the existence of the ship, then someone could stop killing people, Are the terrifying space warriors who block and kill ghosts still blindly and firmly believe that Ezekiel is the one chosen by the four gods?

"Moriana..."

Kayan sighed without explaining.

Suddenly, Kayan thought again. Since Moriana was so sure that Abaddon was the one blessed by the gods, then the demons of Tzeentch, Khorne and Slaanesh descended on the real universe at the same time. Was it to stop that man? The black-armored warrior went to the bridge to disrupt that duel? Yin Yun Kriyas once mentioned a "prophecy", so what is a prophecy?

Is there really a causal relationship?

"never mind."

Kayan shook his head. It's useless to think about it now. The black-armored warriors are left to the two Chaos Demons to deal with. Now let's first consider how to win this war.

Kayan forced himself to breathe to calm down, gradually calming down the adrenaline rush in his body caused by witnessing the surreal and unnatural horrific battles.

At this time, the entire bridge was dyed blood red by the warning lights, and the crew members shouted loudly one after another. Kayan threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind, raised his head and issued the command in a deep voice:

"Turn the auspicious array to full power and conduct a range scan of sub-quadrants fifty-five to fifty-nine."

"What are you looking for, Kayan?"

Moriana asked in confusion again:

"We are all already at war with the enemy."

Although the Prophet of the Void is not a soldier, he does have some basic knowledge of space naval warfare. Now the two fleets have entered the stage of strangulation at close range. The main theme is to gang up on each other and bombard each other. At this time, the precious battleship energy output is moved to detection. What does it mean to go into the array?

"Eldar!"

Kayan gritted his teeth and said with a stern face:

"There is an inexplicable Aeldari force that also joined the battleship Eternal Crusade. They tried to intervene in this battle. Damn aliens, they can never appear out of thin air. The battleship must be hiding somewhere nearby."

Kayan knew that the Eldar warships had the ability to be invisible. As long as they did not take the initiative to fire, the detection technology carried by the Imperial Navy would be difficult to detect. However, if the group of Eldar were able to join the Eternal Crusade, their warships must be very close. , there must be flaws within such a close distance.

The Beastmen crew immediately carried out his orders.

Kayan stared at the screen. In the image of the monitor, battleships were passing through, burning, or falling apart...Kayan did not see anything wrong, and there was no serious situation that required his immediate attention.

He turned his attention from the display to the entire system. The screen was showing a mess of red and blue lines. The auspicious device was trying to track and display every ship participating in the battle in all combat zones. ships. Apart from the conclusion that the Black Legion fleet was heading for victory, the detection array also did not give Kayan any other additional answers.

There is no doubt that the Black Legion is slowly but surely winning this battle. For the sake of the empire's survival, and also to be able to issue warnings in time, Kayon guessed that the Black Templars would retreat soon. Their blockade has long been fragmented, and there are holes everywhere that can be broken through at any time. The captains of the Black Legion are killing the brothers who are loyal to the throne.

"Detect array alignment."

The machine spirit Enamenesis replied that all her attention was still focused on this fierce space naval battle at this moment, but only part of it was used to control the auspicious instrument:

"The auspicious omen is analyzing, analyzing, analyzing... The analysis is completed. I only saw a blank space in the designated quadrant. There is nothing but void."

"Sub-quadrant fifty-six, dense beam detection."

Kayan still refused to give up and continued to order.

Sub-quadrant fifty-six is ​​very far directly behind the black army, and it is also where they passed before. It was from that area that the Black Legion fleet escaped the storm in the giant eye and returned to the real universe. Many large landing ships and large transport ships that had not participated in the battle remained there, away from the ongoing fleet artillery battle. The cabins of these ships contain supplies of ammunition, energy and materials, as well as chaotic versions of mortal auxiliaries composed of beastmen, mutants and cultists. On the screen, they look like just tiny specks. Even if they move at full speed, it will take several minutes. to get here.

The hand-to-hand, fist-to-bone space naval battle continues, with warships of various sizes passing by. The machine-spirit Aenamenesis unleashed her silent fury on an approaching enemy ship. She tore apart the target with her starboard weapons array, then controlled the spirit of vengeance and slowly turned away. The beastman crew beside the bridge followed Kayan's instructions to control the auspicious device to perform intensive beam detection at the coordinates he designated.

Kayan had a premonition in his heart.

The Eldar warship he was looking for.

Hidden in that void.

as expected!

Kayon watched a large number of light spots appear on the display, but surprisingly, these light spots all came out from the edge of the storm. At that moment, Kayon felt that he had been fooled and deceived by fate, and he cursed the God of Change, which was almost indistinguishable from the prayer he had once offered to Tzeentch. Kayan muttered the name in a low voice, and the filthy feeling that followed rolled behind his teeth:

"Daravik!"

The leader of the army, Tagus Daravik.

Kayan originally thought that the target scanned by the detection array would be one or several Aeldari warships. However, by coincidence, just when he focused his sights on that area, a group of large-scale ships appeared. The Chaos Fleet, which was not inferior to the Black Legion Fleet, emerged from the Eye of Terror, right behind the Black Legion and in front of the Logistics Fleet. Kayan felt like he had been hit in the head at this moment.

The parasitic army has been following us!

Kayon didn't know how they did it. At this time, he had a bunch of questions in his mind: Why can the parasitic legion also travel through the storm? How is it possible to move through a storm so quickly? Did his fleet suffer losses as a result? There are no answers to these questions. But Daravik is indeed there, right behind the Black Legion, and the Black Legion's fleet is currently fighting hard to break the Black Templar's blockade.

If Daravik attacks now, then he can - no, then he will, completely end the Black Legion. The Parasitic Legion is like a falling hammer, and the Black Temple is like a tough anvil. Under the double attack of the anvil and the hammer, the Black Legion fleet will be completely destroyed without any possibility of recovery. Kayan felt his blood turning cold.

After the Black Legion is wiped out, the Parasitic Legion will be able to take advantage of it, wipe out the remaining Black Templar fleets, rush into the airspace of the Human Empire without any hindrance, and completely take away the glory that originally belonged to the Black Legion. All that Ezekiel Abaddon could have accomplished was to pave the way for Targus Daravik.

Kayan ordered in a hurried tone:

"Contact Ezekel immediately and ask him to——"

"Boom -"

Before he finished speaking, the battleship suddenly started to spin. A powerful and heavy impact is enough to cause countless key systems on the battleship to lose power. The lights suddenly went out, and the gravity simulation system was instantly paralyzed. In the blink of an eye, it suddenly returned from the wrong direction with ten times the force. Kayan and others could no longer stand on the deck and could only fall back. Bodies flew through the dark air in the cabin, and the impact between them was enough to break the bones. Finally, they all hit the bulkheads and decks of the bridge, turning into puddles of flesh.

The machine-spirit Aenamenesis screamed in the darkness. Kayon wasn't sure what hit the Vengeful Spirit, as damage reports continued to come from the microphone on the control panel.

Kayan can no longer care about so much. He must inform Abaddon to immediately stop gang-hopping and return to the Spirit of Vengeance, otherwise the Black Legion fleet will be completely annihilated.

The bridge was in chaos, and traditional communication methods were temporarily unable to be used. Kalyan was firmly on the ground, trying his best to spread his psychic perception, searching for that figure in the minds of every Black Legion Space Marine who was still alive - to see who of them currently stood with the coach.

At this moment, the holographic projection lit up on the bridge.

Daravik's familiar face appeared in the center of the screen, with a few strands of saliva hanging on both sides of his chin, a sickly and bloated face with a ruthless and complacent smile.

"Iskandar Kayan."

The tone of the Lord who sent the army was fluctuating:

"Where is Abaddon, Assassin? I am here to give him one last chance. I urge you to kneel before me and honor me as the co-master of the Nine Legions."

"I will kill you, Daravik."

Kayan gritted his teeth and said:

"I will kill you with my own hands!"

…

The upper deck of the Eternal Crusade.

The warp demons have finally left.

It left holes and devastation all over the place.

"Hoo...hoo...hoo..."

Fu Qinghai put his paws on his knees, his head bowed and his back panting violently. He raised his gaze and glanced at the empty sharp deck, where a group of hungry demons had wreaked havoc, and even the corpses were eaten away.

Fu Qinghai turned his head and looked behind him.

Salamander led a group of Eldar warriors to stand there quietly. Although they all wore various masks, Fu Qinghai could feel that there was indescribable shock and fear in their eyes when they looked at him.

One person banishes three chaos demons.

This is a feat that no Phoenix Lord has ever accomplished.

The silence is filled with awe from the heart.

Fu Qinghai glanced at the group of clan warriors and felt slightly surprised. Except for the few unlucky guys who were crushed to death by the scourge of residual beauty in the first place, the number of casualties in the entire Eldar army was not very large, with only one-third of them killed. They faced the demon army of Khorne and the demon army of Slaanesh at the same time. Although the two demon armies were also fighting each other, this casualty was indeed a bit strange.

It seemed that he saw Fu Qinghai's doubts.

Salamander took the initiative to raise the sword in his hand.

"Thanks to it, the Sword of Sorrow, Cavil."

Salamander explained:

"Deal with the Chaos Demon with one sword."

No wonder... Fu Qinghai understood.

Salamander actually brought the Eldar artifact, the Crone's Sword. She really took a huge risk to help herself this time, and she didn't know whether the Supreme Prophet agreed with her action. Seeing this old woman's sword, Fu Qinghai unknowingly remembered the past battles with Salamander. There was always an inexplicable tacit understanding and trust between the two of them, as if they had been on the planet Roswell No. 7 since the beginning. The battle begins.

"I'm so tired, Sarah, I'm so tired..."

Fu Qinghai lowered his head and took a breath again.

Ever since the Black Legion joined the Eternal Expedition, Fu Qinghai has been fighting non-stop. Killed all the Screaming Masks warband led by Telemanon, slaughtered the enchanted warrior warband led by Davarus, crippled Yun Yin Krias, and expelled the King of Boiling Brass and the remnants one after another. The curse of beauty. Fu Qinghai fought from the basement prison of this Glory Queen-class battleship to the upper deck, killing and killing non-stop.

Almost every breath he took was murderous.

Even if he has endurance and physical strength that exceeds that of ordinary people.

He was also really tired.

"Stop when you're tired."

Salamander walked up to him and spoke softly. The howling banshee took off the ferocious mask on her face, with a distressed look on her face. She raised a hand and gently inserted it into Fu Qinghai's messy black hair. The roots of the hair were soaked with sweat and blood scabs. Salamander stroked Fu Qinghai's head and persuaded:

"Follow me, Qingshan, and follow me back to the Craftworld. If Chaos is destined to break out of this cage, you have done enough for this, let's leave here."

"No."

Fu Qinghai shook his head and straightened up with difficulty.

"No matter how much that blue turkey swears, I must see it, I must see it with my own eyes."

As he spoke, Fu Qinghai put on his helmet again and walked toward the elevator shaft with a slightly staggering step.

Salamander stared at his back.

After a while, Fu Qinghai turned back and said in a deep voice:

"Get out of here, Sarah, get out of here."

"This is not your fight."

…

Pass through several broken ramps in succession.

Fu Qinghai finally stepped onto the bridge.

It's a mess here, and there's not a single living mortal crew member to be seen. The instrument panel and display panel are all in shambles, with broken corpses and flesh hanging on them, and blood flowing freely... The metal equipment boxes are covered with dense torn holes. Bullet holes and gaps left by explosions, sparks bursting from broken wire clusters, and black oil dripping between stalled gears.

The imagined sound of fierce fighting did not appear.

There was an eerie silence and tranquility throughout the bridge.

Fu Qinghai walked among the ruins.

His eyes swept over each Space Marine corpse.

He never found the person he was looking for.

Finally, when he felt something, he raised his head.

Looking across the gaps in the pile of corpses in the ruins.

Fu Qinghai saw that scene.

That “meant to be” scene.

Sigismund lay on the floor like a corpse, his body broken in two, but he was still alive. Abaddon was kneeling next to him like a pharmacist, with a long black sword stuck in his chest, almost penetrating through his entire chest and into the back armor. Abaddon's whole body was trembling, and he tried his best to let go. Three damaged lungs keep breathing.

Fu Qinghai slowly paused on the spot.

He looked into Sigismund's face.

At this moment, this old man, whose face was chapped due to the lines left by time, was finally able to look back on all his past years. He stared blankly upward at the gorgeous dome of the bridge, his eyes raised high, as if he was looking reverently at the Lord of Humanity sitting on the golden throne. Yet his palms were still trembling and twitching, trying to find the sword that had fallen to the ground.

"Don't."

Abaddon muttered in a brotherly tone, regardless of the fact that his own chest was also gushing with blood:

"Don't be like this, Sigismund...it's over, you've lost, just sleep well."

The fingertips of the black sword master wrapped in gauntlets were still scratching the hilt of the sword beside him, so close, but so weak that he couldn't even penetrate the last bit of distance. His face had turned the grayish blue of a newly deceased person due to lack of blood, but he was still breathing weakly.

"Sigismund." Abaddon whispered, his lips already dyed dark with his own blood. "This claw has already killed two Primarchs, and seriously injured the Emperor until he was on the verge of death. Die. I could have prevented it from tasting your blood, if only you could see what I saw."

"You will die like your weak father. Lost, dishonored, weeping, shameful and obscene."

These were Sigismund's last words and his last gasp. He sighed, and his soul left with him.

Fu Qinghai witnessed this scene quietly.

"Haha, hahahaha..."

Fu Qinghai suddenly laughed.

The Lord of Changes racked his brains and tried his best, setting up layers of obstacles and countless difficulties, but finally succeeded in making this scene happen. Everything ended up as it was in the original history, and Sigismund died in front of Abaddon.

Hearing a burst of laughter from among the ruins, Abaddon and the Terminator Guards around him turned their heads and looked over. They saw a strange and mysterious black-armored Space Marine standing among the ruins filled with smoke and sparks.

At the same time, Kayon, who was far away on the Spirit of Vengeance, finally found the Aphotic Blade Guards on the bridge with his psychic perception. The Thousand Sons Wizard immediately possessed a Chaos Space Marine and saw the scene in the bridge through his eyes, saw Sigismund's body, and also saw... the ancient demon-like figure standing alone in the ruins. black armored warrior.

"Ouch!!!"

Kayan was so frightened that his heartbeat slowed down for half a beat.

He's alive, he's alive!

The blood of the gods.

Two great demons of chaos have arrived...

Why is he still alive! ?

Regardless of the resistance coming from the mind of the Chaos Space Marine, Kayan forced his psychic tentacles to squeeze into his brain, controlled his mouth and shouted loudly:

"Ezekiel, leave here immediately and return to the Spirit of Vengeance. Daravik is coming, and the parasitic army is coming! Also, don't get close to the thing in front of you!"

Abaddon and the others are confused.

Fu Qinghai raised a hook and pointed it at them:

"Ezekiel Abaddon, I want you dead."

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