Soshyan took a step forward and felt that he could smell the faint rust.
smell, even though his armor was completely sealed.
The team was divided into two parts at this time, three in a team, walking from the left and right sides
On the command platform, Soshyan was at the back and went straight to the command center.
"More servitors,"
Armin informed Soshyan of his discovery through the communication channel.
"You're right, sir, there's no sign of the other crew members.
film"
"It's the same here."
Rodrith's voice then sounded on the channel.
"But these writings on the bulkheads - they are not in Gothic, nor
I don’t know the language of the Mechanicum.”
"Don't pay attention to the words. We are on a traitor's ship, and everything can be corrupted."
Soshyan said calmly, he
The answer to one question was found on the podium, but it also brought more questions.
He found a soldier.
It was obvious that this was not a soldier of the Word Bearers Legion. The dark purple paint that had not faded and the dim eagle mark on the chest confirmed this.
However, most of this armor has been changed beyond recognition. Most of the signs that can identify the identity or belonging have been damaged, and only the overall picture can be seen.
The style was still Baroque, and there were some unfamiliar symbols and symbols engraved on the armor.
symbols of.
The only thing that is certain is that this soldier was slaughtered, cut into pieces, and reassembled in the crudest way possible.
This is a blatant blasphemy against the Astartes,
This method made Soshyan realize that this was probably a "sacrifice", a sacrifice offered by those cheap and cruel Chaos Space Marines to their evil gods.
"If you can make a bold inference."
The technical sergeant came to Soshyan's side, looked at the broken power armor, and whispered.
"The time and space in subspace are changeable at any time.
It's impossible... the ship of the Seventeenth Legion was involved in a certain battle, and because of a certain
What kind of reason and arrangement does it appear here now? But it just freezes a certain moment of the war, and does not exist physically. It may have existed in the physical space before, but was eliminated. Is this a real 'ghost'?"
"The ghost of the battleship?"
If this is the case, would it explain that there are no remains of any crew members or more wrecks of Space Marines on the ship, and the 'sacrifice' on the ground is part of the ship's 'memory', so it can be preserved?
But why would such a real ghost ship go straight to the Spark?
"Damn it!"
A scream passed through the earphones and reached Soshyan's ears.
He immediately turned around and saw a huge creature pressing down on a soldier. Many holes were made in its body, but there were still bite marks on the shoulders of the soldier who kept screaming.
As other soldiers attacked it, the creature roared and the entire ship seemed to shake.
"Fire! Fire!"
Screams filled the entire communication channel again, and muzzle flash lit up the bridge.
In a series of muzzle flashes, Soshyan saw more monsters.
They climbed out of the bulkhead and ran, with pink flames, as if they were pulled in from outside the ship, chattering and cheering.
Without saying a word, Soshiyang took two big steps down on the command platform. He held the Holy Flame Sword high in his hand and destroyed nearly a square meter of the deck the moment it fell, including a dozen of these chaotic creatures in front of him.
"Assemble! Everyone!"
At Soshyan's order, the soldiers quickly gathered and took a defensive stance, methodically using bolters to repel the invaders.
The entire bridge was ablaze with bolter fire.
But on the other side of the platform, the downed soldier was being dragged toward the dark passage by the monster. His bolter fell to the ground, and his gauntlet scratched the ground desperately, dragging out a string of sparks.
Soshyan raised the Holy Flame Sword high and roared at the beast.
The next second, the creature flinched from his sword and bounced away like a ball of jelly. Even though the burning scene did not pierce it or touch it physically, it still appeared to be in pain. It even
Abandoning its prey, the rat scurried away with its head in its arms.
The Realm of Desolation was released with all its strength under Soshyan's wrath.
He turned into a huge black hole of soul, and the flowing colors and howling sounds melted around him like ice and snow meeting fire. The monsters avoided him as if they were avoiding natural enemies, or turned around and ran away.
For a moment, Soshyan seemed to be transformed into a stubborn boulder in the torrent. The rushing things smashed into pieces around him, but there was nothing he could do.
Such a scene also deeply shocked the soldiers behind him.
Armin, who kept shooting and observing, had a feeling that it was not the weapons that killed those creatures of chaos, but the person.
Even from such a distance, he could feel Soshyan's calm and rational anger.
It was like a strong wind blowing in a cold forest. The ruthless chill mixed with frost slowly tore the abomination into pieces. This chill made Armin shiver - he had never seen it since his transformation.
Had chills.
He had never realized that it would be so cold around Soshyan, and even with his superhuman physique, he instinctively wanted to stay away from him.
"ha!"
Soshyan smashed a monster in mid-air, and it exploded immediately. The sour and corrosive substance splashed on him, making his armor hiss.
He gripped the weapon tightly with both fists and roared.
He was born to fight, born to win, and every muscle in his body that was far beyond ordinary people was now tense.
However, the biting chill was hitting his heart, and the flames on the Sheng Yan Sword were getting dimmer.
Soshyan has never been using the Dark Realm for so long.
After taking a deep breath, he said to everyone.
"Tactical retreat, return to the Starfire."
He tuned his words to a wider frequency so that everyone could hear them.
"Install the melta bomb on the bridge, set the time, and we will withdraw immediately."
This is the last resort. Since the ship does not move with engines, Soshyan can only try to destroy its "brain" to stop it.
Armin ordered the soldiers to take out the melta bombs that had been prepared and install them on the bridge. It only took half a minute, and in the process, Soshyan had already eliminated countless monsters.
But they still keep coming.
Although they were very afraid of Soshyan's gloomy domain, they seemed to be driven by something and pounced on it relentlessly.
"Sir! Installation completed!"
Armin's roar was mixed with the roar of bolters.
"Retreat! Everyone follow me!"
Soshiyang roared angrily, and rushed towards the passage they came from, which was already crowded with twisted and ugly creatures, some of which simply stretched out their limbs from the bulkhead.