"Although I can't tell what this danger is, the power they display in the physical universe... cannot be underestimated."
Amnak was worthy of being a former great demon, and his understanding of subspace matters was indeed very profound. Soshyan nodded in agreement with his words and said:
"My point of view is the same. I even suspect that Tyron may be...a slave of the evil god of subspace that we don't know about."
"It's hard to say, but even if this is the case, the beings in the physical universe are not the first to worry. If something happens, let the four, no, the five take care of it first. Suoshiyang, you shouldn't be concerned about these mundane matters. Waste too much time. If you have a more ambitious goal and ascend to your throne, perhaps the problems that once troubled you will no longer be problems. Constrained power will never be able to obtain the truth of the universe."
Soshyan also smiled slightly.
"The last person who felt that he should abandon all worldly affairs and concentrate on 'big things' is still sitting here. Amnak, nothing is meaningless, it just depends on how to do it. I never said that I would When I become a god, even if, I say if, there comes a day, it will be the ultimate passive result of all my actions, rather than something I actively pursue."
Amnak put the sword back into its sheath, clapped lightly and said with a smile:
"Yes, it seems that the sage from ancient Terra did teach you a lot, which is far better than my verbal persuasion."
At this time, Thunder Eagle suddenly trembled slightly, and then the driver's voice sounded.
"Chapter Commander, we have returned to the headquarters."
"Um."
The hatch opened and Soshyan walked out. Not long after he returned to the command center, Mark brought the latest news.
"Commander of the Chapter, the people in the last stronghold have also withdrawn. Captain Bahram is ready to report the casualties to you."
"Well, let him come over."
On the other side, Hayes, who walked out of the Stormbird cabin, felt like he was in another world, although the sky here was still gray, lacking the lingering rotten smell of Tyranid flesh and blood, and the pervasive There is a smell of blood and burning in the air. As far as the eye can see, there are many exquisite religious statues, and even flower beds and ponds. However, these beautiful scenery are ruined by green tents growing like mushrooms. Even the ponds have now become It became a public drinking pool, with many people queuing up to fetch water with cups and buckets.
Since the servo skull in the cabin had informed him of their company's area, Hayes immediately arranged for the soldiers to transport weapons and equipment and the wounded. The seriously injured were sent to a temporary field hospital, while the lightly wounded were sent to the regimental medical center. The simple treatment was carried out, and the first aid kits and corresponding temporary battlefield medical components in the company were almost consumed. Someone had to go to the regiment logistics department to apply for them. As the company medic, Xiao Feiton was the one responsible for and handing over all this. Okay. This immature boy has grown up during the war and is enough to handle this matter independently.
The company's temporary station is on the lawn to the left of a small church. The environment is not bad. At least sleeping on the ground is not uncomfortable. There are ten large tents. After putting things away, Hayes immediately asked the cooks to prepare food. There were already seven people.
Having not eaten for an hour, the high-intensity combatants became hungry very quickly, and many of them were already dizzy.
Just when he could finally take a breath after working for a long time, the battalion commander found him personally.
"Hayes, there is an adult looking for you."
"grown ups?"
Then he followed the regiment leader to the regiment headquarters. Along the way, he always felt that everyone looked at him strangely. He didn't know why until he entered the regiment headquarters.
"It's... Lord Bahram."
Bahram, who had his helmet hanging on his waist, was looking at him with a smile, then stepped forward and stretched out his hand.
"I'm relieved to see you're safe, Captain Hayes."
"Uh, ah, thank you very much, thank you for your concern."
"To make a long story short, I came to you this time just to take you to meet someone. Are you willing to go with me?"
"Meeting someone..."
Hayes didn't react for a moment, but when he realized that everyone in the group was looking at him, he finally nodded.
"Submit to all your arrangements."
"Haha, don't be nervous, it's not an arrangement, let's go."
Although Hayes said nothing along the way, his heart was already in turmoil. He didn't know who Bahram wanted to take him to see. After all, he was just a small company commander.
As he entered the layers of tightly secured arches, his inner uneasiness also increased sharply. The number of mortals around him began to decrease. More and more of them were Space Marines, or Space Marines of various armor colors, mixed with people wearing clothes.
The mechanical priests in red robes, the servitors and robots they controlled, and the Chapter servants in robes who always lowered their heads and hurried past, their faces seemed to be hidden in their hoods.
The first thing he felt was mystery, and then pressure, huge pressure.
So much so that even the magnificent buildings and beautiful gardens here were ignored by him. He even learned from those war regiment servants and always walked with his head lowered - this could indeed alleviate his uneasiness caused by walking among angels.
Finally, he was led to the door of an extremely magnificent church, or palace. When Hayes raised his head, the Terminators guarding both sides of the door also glanced at him, making him quickly lower his head again in fright.
When the door opened, Bahram had to greet him before Hayes dared to open his legs.
As soon as he entered, there was a wave of noisy sounds, including the low hum of machinery, the regular rhythm of metal fingers beating on the meditator, and various reports that kept hearing, the sound of footsteps...
With just a glance, Hayes was shocked by the scale of the place. What shocked him even more was that there were more Space Marines here, and they seemed to have higher status. Their armors were more gorgeous, and one of them was wearing blood red.
A tall warrior in armor, followed by four servitors, who struggled to carry a chain sword taller than Hayes on their shoulders.
Hayes followed Bahram's footsteps like a dream, until the other party suddenly stopped, he didn't react and almost bumped into him.
"Chapter Master!"
"Bahram, you are here, how is the situation?"
"Reporting to the battle leader, the company has 6 killed and 9 injured. Current statistics from the mortal army show that the number of casualties is about 10,000, and the casualties are about 20,000."
"Well, you did a good job. The number of casualties in your stronghold, whether it is the battle brothers or the auxiliary troops, is the second lowest among the various strongholds. I will announce and reward you."
At this time, Soshyan noticed that someone seemed to be following behind Bahram, so he turned his head and found that he was a mortal soldier. Judging from the epaulettes, he looked like a lieutenant.
"This is?"
Bahram quickly turned sideways, revealing Hayes behind him, and then greeted: