"We have no support, no orders, and no goals. If we are caught by the empire, we will die without a burial place. The empire's fleet is expanding every day. I don't want to face them under such unfavorable conditions."
"They won't find us. This place is hidden enough and we can wait until support arrives."
"If we had that barely decent fleet a month ago, I would have agreed with you, brother."
Heller Leno's character is not as aggressive as Ossie Bravo, but the blurry picture still cannot hide his sneer - although it is not obvious, it is still there.
"It really makes me lose face to fight in the nest! Can I say that you cursed others so that you can run away on your own? Yes, I admit that my fighting skills are not very good, but at least I have not betrayed anyone, right?"
But Bravo smiled evilly and said:
"You should have admitted this earlier and let me command the fleet. We might be able to do some tricks to support the Warmaster."
"Ha, every bastard looks upright in public."
Iongrasper snorted.
"You have never been a person who can accept orders from others in a friendly manner. The Warmaster only assigned one commander, and that commander is me."
"Then good luck to your fleet."
The silhouettes of the two captains flickered, a sure sign that their reactors were operating at full capacity.
"Anyway, Iongraspeer, I'm sorry, we can't stay here any longer."
"It's all said in vain."
Eingra Speer said coldly.
"How should you explain this to the Warmaster?"
"I think the Warmaster will understand us. After all, we suffered an unbearable defeat under the command of an incompetent commander. Goodbye."
The hologram was interrupted.
Aingra Speer stood stunned for a while, then staggered back two steps and fell down on his command throne.
"What a... pathetic loser."
Marco glanced at him from afar, then shook his head and continued his work.
Although it didn't make much sense anymore, Iongraspiel ordered everyone to go to combat stations in case his former brothers decided to raid his ship for supplies, even though it was obvious that they had nothing to loot.
Everyone has a lot of rags.
The two men did not open fire, almost certainly to avoid alerting the Empire, rather than out of any sense of camaraderie.
Silently, the Holy Corruption and the Wild Howl ignited their thrusters and left the cemetery.
"And then there was only one left."
Aingra Speer said softly:
"Only the Infinite Wrath and the Death Ship bleed in the void."
His eyes shed tears from the flash of energy, but he no longer had the energy to wipe them away.
"Everyone, I want this ship to prepare to leave as soon as the engine resumes operation. Send men and horses to other ships to replenish our ship with all the crew. We have to go it alone."
"grown ups."
"Find me that useless wizard."
Marco hesitated.
"No one knows where he is, my lord."
"Why?"
"A subspace accident caused him to disappear directly into the cabin."
"you know."
Iongraspeer poked Marco with an armored finger.
"If you weren't the most useful person left on this ship, I would kill you, you know that, right."
"I understand very well, my lord."
"Find the wizard and get him here now."
At this moment, a pulse of energy suddenly erupted in the void, and Iongra Speer could see clearly that it was the flash of the subspace engine.
The energy leaping out of the subspace at close range overwhelmed the communication channels and auspices, the maintenance system sparked a large number of sparks, and the dim lumen lights on the bridge flickered.
Although the armor glass viewing openings have been dimmed, it is not enough.
Ian Grasper squinted his eyes, the light burned his eyes, and he noticed that the two ships that were about to leave suddenly stopped moving.
Perhaps they thought the Imperial fleet had arrived and frightened them.
However, Aingra Speer didn't think so. It was really an imperial fleet, and it wouldn't have jumped out of the subspace at such a close distance.
Sure enough, a huge battleship jumped out of the subspace first, and dark energy and evil undead surrounded the red and black hull in a disturbing way.
The symbol of this ship is very familiar to Aingra Speer. This group of people has gained a lot of reputation in the Eye of Terror in recent years.
They used to be called Crimson Sabers, but now they are called Crimson Slayers——
"The big X of Slaanesh, why are they?"
Under Eingra Speer's surprised gaze, one battleship after another left the subspace rift, two capital ships and five small battleships. It cannot be said that there were more, but at least there were more than them.
What surprised him even more was that the two warships that were about to leave actually turned around and moved towards him again.
"I guess it's because I'm afraid of the dark and eat the black."
Marko commented like this, and Ion Grasper was convinced.
"I didn't hear that the Warmaster invited them."
At this moment, the correspondent who had been scared to death screamed again.
"The other party requested to board the ship, a Thunderhawk."
"Tell him, let's chat from a distance first."
"The opponent's Thunderhawk has left the flight deck."
"Fuck! What's the hurry..."
In desperation, he could only collect a dozen relatively good guys from the defeated generals, reluctantly formed a guard, and then went to the flight deck to greet the "guests".
About ten minutes later, people arrived——
Kranon the Merciless, former Chapter Master of the Crimson Sabers, now the Lord of the Crimson Slayers, the Empire's "Outstanding Young Astartes" second only to the Black-Hearted King Huron in the forty-first millennium, strode proudly into the
The deck of the Endless Fury. (The ins and outs of the Crimson Saber are too long, so I can only briefly mention them here)
Twenty elite warriors wearing Terminators formed a tight formation around him, and they dispersed when they saw Eingra Speer and his bodyguards who were waiting for him.
These elite warriors of the Crimson Slayer are known as the Marauders of Draznit. They are favored by the Dark God. Their armor is decorated with the runes of forbidden heretics, and their ferocious helmets make them look like angry demons.
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In the entire chapter, they are equipped with the best weapons and are more powerful than other Chaos Space Marines. At the same time, they are willing to sacrifice the lives of their comrades to gain status in the hearts of the destructive forces, only obeying the command of Kranon.
Emerging from the center of the guard, the Heartless walked forward, holding his helmet under his arms, revealing a pale, corpse-like face.