Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter 146: fate repeats itself

 As a celestial-level giant fortress, the megalithic fortress is so large that it cannot be completely controlled by the dark angels.

   It is divided into different areas.

  The outskirts are the factories and the residences of the servants. They provide the Dark Angels with armor, ammunition, and medical services.

  When necessary, they will take up weapons and fight with the Dark Angels.

  The core area belongs to the Dark Angels.

   They train and live here.

  In its core area, there are still those unknown and terrifying ancient creations.

  Holds those fearsome figures who could do harm to the Empire.

  Now, the changing spirit is entering the core area controlled by the Dark Angel through the many defenses on the periphery.

  It changed its shape several times in a row, using different identities to wander around the giant stone fortress.

   Those whose identities it took from them are dead.

  The corpse was handled skillfully, making sure to buy yourself enough time.

  At this moment, it is walking through the corridor and walking towards the tightly controlled prison area of ​​the Great Stone Fortress.

  His purpose is only two.

   The first one, to quietly release the Ouroboros imprisoned by an ancient race, and use this terrifying ancient existence to severely damage Guilliman.

  Second, to release the prisoners deep in the Stone Fortress, so as to further aggravate the expeditionary fleet's distrust of the Dark Angels Chapter.

  Changeers relish the act of manipulating the threads of fate.

  Both the Expeditionary Fleet and the Dark Angels Chapter are like puppets in their hands, bound by the invisible thread of fate, dancing on the stage of fate set by them.

  Guilliman's revival did prevent the collapse of the Empire, but he also made the humans foolish enough to think they could fight the Warp.

   Nothing can stand against Chaos.

  The races and civilizations who want to do that will end up with a tragic fate, turning into a wisp of ashes with endless diversity, and there is no need for existence anymore.

  The changeling walked straight past the busy servants and warriors, and passed the dark angels running in a hurry without turning their eyes.

  The camouflage is so perfect that no one dares to stop it.

  Many people raised their hands to salute and show respect to it.

  What a ridiculous scene.

  Following the guidance of the thread of fate, he easily walked to a taboo arsenal.

  The arsenal is protected by rune-carved adamantine gates, warding off all sorcery and supernatural powers.

  In addition to using passwords to enter, any unconventional means will be countered and even destroyed.

  Two dark angel warriors wearing Terminator power armor looked at him with solemn eyes.

   "Show your identity and authorization documents." A Dark Angel warrior said.

   "I'm sorry, I have to look for it." Changing Ling said, took out a data pad, and made a gesture of flipping through it.

  In fact, there are only a few messages from the perimeter defense.

  But the changeling planted an idea into the mind of the dark angel, allowing him to see the authorization certificate he wanted to see.

   "Kesu, the authorization certificate is correct." The Dark Angel warrior said, "Are you here to get the weapon?"

   "Yes, the demons are raging, and we have to take urgent measures." The changeling said in a mocking tone.

  The dark angel warrior didn't hear the taunt of the thief shouting "Stop the thief", but nodded his head in agreement.

   "That damned demon." Said the warrior.

   According to the secret order to open, the two dark angel warriors walked to the scanning equipment in the armory.

  Golden light swept across their pupils, verifying their identity information and physiological status.

   For these forbidden weapons, the Dark Angel warriors are very strict.

  Once it finds that the enemy is trying to invade, it will immediately self-destruct.

   Pale white light dotted the black armor of the two dark angel warriors.

  The scanning laser swept across the air, and finally settled in the eye sockets of the two Dark Angel warriors, confirming that their pupils met the conditions for opening.

   When the embedded electronic components read the six-pointed star rune on the Tekken ceramics, they will emit a sequence confirmation trill.

  After the identity check was completed, a square frame appeared on the thick door of the armory, emitting light, with numbers randomly arranged on it.

  A Dark Angel warrior enters an encrypted sequence that changes randomly every hour.

  Another Dark Angel warrior entered a code sequence that only three people knew.

  The password input is complete, and the door makes a confirmation sound.

  A series of metallic clangs echoed continuously.

  Accompanies several pops, hisses and whines unique to infrasonic. The huge mechanical door lock was released, and the stasis field, killing halo and impact device were also closed one by one.

  The door slowly slid to the sides, and cold air leaked out along the open metal door.

  It is like a stream of white mist, slowly flowing towards the ground.

  Time is slowed down by the mist, its flowing speed is gentle and slow.

   "Follow me and don't deviate from my movements," said a dark angel.

  Change nodded, a smile appeared on the face of the helmet.

  It repeated its old trick, but when the dark angel turned his head, he struck directly.

   Two well-trained dark angel fighters were caught off guard by the devil and killed directly by it.

   After all, he is the great demon under the command of Tzeentch, the God of Change, and the strength of the Changing Spirit cannot be underestimated.

  Even if you are in the real universe at this moment, the power you possess is unfathomable to ordinary people.

   Two corpses crashed to the ground.

  The face that took off the helmet was full of horror and disbelief, as well as a trace of pain.

  The betrayal of their comrades caught them off guard.

  The changeling walked in, and it opened up the space. Along with the evil ether light, those weird low-level demons were summoned by it.

   "Take away all the things here, and give them to the believers and prisoners. Tell them that if they want to leave the Great Stone Fortress, there is only a slight chance to release Luthor." The changeling said.

  Demons are cunning beings, and any words from them are untrustworthy to humans.

   And demons always put on a superior look to human beings.

   Those wizards who can summon demons are more like the poor licking dogs of the goddess. They spent everything to get the goddess to say that you are a good person.

  But their attitude towards the changeling spirit is respectful.

  It resembles the attitude of a goddess towards the rich second generation.

  As a high-ranking member of the God of Change, the Changing Spirit has a very high status in the subspace.

  Any demon who disobeys it will have an extremely bleak fate in the end.

  Many demons swarmed into the armory of the Dark Angels, looting all those terrible weapons.

  The Dark Angels have a collection of deadly weapons that have not yet been used by Ancient Earth, the Age of Strife, or the Golden Age.

  In a vault with multiple layers of security and identification locks, it is possible to find portable atomic bombs, genetically targeted biological weapons, unstable plasma devices, singularity drives, black hole annihilation devices, and even a device for timeline confusion.

  The technological level of these weapons is very high, and many weapons are also mixed with the power of the subspace, which is even more strange and unusual.

  Change spirits don't dare to underestimate these weapons, and among them are weapons that can make themselves completely immortal.

   It can be said that the Dark Angel has the firepower that can be used at will and start a new long night age.

  According to some gossip, the dark angel's treasury is the last trump card of the human empire.

  When all rescue operations fail and human civilization is unable to protect itself and is heading for destruction, the master of the dark angels will launch the final destruction plan.

  The most terrifying weapon of the Long Night Age will be activated, reshaping the entire galaxy and erasing the existence of every planet.

   Let the galaxy completely disappear from the universe.

  Changeling doesn't know if this rumor is true or not.

   It tends to be true of this rumor.

  The Curser did a lot of tricks behind the scenes that even the God of Change didn't notice.

  The icy golden sun burned away all the threads of fate that might be connected to him.

  Leave a **** hole in the river of fate.

   This black hole devours everything, and no one knows what's going on inside.

  The Damned is not as tolerant of all races as other gods.

  Once human beings cease to exist, one thing the Four Gods are sure of is that the Curser will destroy the galaxy and even the entire universe without hesitation.

  Without human beings, there is no need for the universe to exist.

   Cursers are always so narrow.

   So demons and gods don't like him.

  Thick columns of fine gold pattern support the armory, which is designed for extinction-level events, able to withstand very fierce artillery fire, and even after the destruction of the giant stone fortress, it will remain intact.

   Cables snaked across the deck of the armory, hidden in a mist of coolant. Provides energy for stasis field, energy field, magnetic lock, power piston mechanism.

  Change saw a sealed destruction machine - infinite nanoworms.

  A cutting-edge creation of the golden age of mankind, only the craziest race can research such a terrible thing.

  Infinite nanoworms can devour everything in the universe, including stars, and there is no upper limit.

  They will transform the devoured energy into matter, and then split infinitely, forming an even more terrifying scale.

   At the end of humanity's golden age, these nanites wreaked havoc.

  In just a few seconds, a planet can be turned to death, the flesh and blood of billions of human beings can be separated, and the entire planet can be swallowed up.

  Change considers whether to unleash the nanites for the Imperium of Man's pleasure.

   After a while, it still gave up.

  These nanoworms can even absorb and release etheric energy.

   At that time, it will be self-defeating. Once the disaster expands, no one can control it.

   When the galaxy is gone, chaos will gradually die out.

  Changeling is even more worried that Guilliman has continuously promoted the technological progress of mankind during this period, and has produced a lot of scientific and technological knowledge that the human empire does not have.

   Maybe he has the means to control the golden age machinery in his hands.

  The release of nanoworms failed to entertain the Imperium of Man, but also strengthened Guilliman's strength, which is sad.

  Relying on those terrifying creations of the golden age of human beings, the plan to injure Guilliman with the help of ouroboros snake has a great risk of failure.

  After much deliberation, the changeling still gave up.

   The risk of infinite nanites is too great to keep in the Dark Angels' armory.

  Many demons took away the weapons with poor security measures and gave them to the believers of the Ouroboros Church and the wandering prisoners, further exacerbating the chaos in the Stone Fortress.

   And it went straight to a sarcophagus, and three separate energy barriers enveloped the sarcophagus.

  The stasis force field device emitted a faint halo, covering the sarcophagus.

   Within the range covered by the force field, even time itself has stopped.

  What the changing spirit saw was the last moment when the sarcophagus was sealed in the force field, and a huge hexagram was depicted on it in six characters, serving as the seal of the sarcophagus and the seal of the formation.

  The sarcophagus is locked with heavy chains and padlocks etched with numerous aetheric runes used to imprison the contents.

  The changeling couldn't help but feel a little frightened by the things inside.

   This is a ruined artifact left over from the Golden Age.

  No ancient life form can describe the madness of man in the Golden Age.

  In that era, human beings had already researched the reality of physical technology to a very terrifying level.

  Those mysterious and terrible creations have neither coherence of design nor unity of function.

  Each piece is unique to this galaxy.

   Built during the peak period of human's control over the laws of physics.

  The weapons made by those lunatics can not only easily destroy the enemy's body, but also destroy the soul in the heaven.

  Changing Spirit began to break the seal of the sarcophagus with the help of the memories he had acquired and the vast amount of knowledge collected in the endless years.

   Accompanied by a series of movements, the sarcophagus finally made a slight humming sound.

  The protective measures were turned off one by one.

  The light was dim, leaving only a simple and unremarkable sarcophagus in the end.

  The sarcophagus was slowly opened.

  The icy mist flows, and the things inside also appear in the eyes of the changing spirit.

   It was a weapon similar in style to the bolt gun used by the Space Marines, but more complicated and huge.

  Huge barrel, powered by several electronic components, and several cables used to connect to the human body. e

   Its design should be for Iron Man or some kind of augmented soldier.

  This weapon has a very long history, thousands of years before the establishment of the Superman Legion in the Human Empire.

  This weapon already has self-awareness. In human terms, it can also be said to hate intelligence, AI.

  It can also subtly influence the guards, prompting the other party to pick it up and become its tool.

  The changeling controlled the body of the space warrior and picked up the weapon, and a series of binary runes appeared on the palm-sized screen.

  The various parts on the weapon began to emit light, and then restrained, like a self-test program after activating the system.

  Changing Spirit showed a smile. This weapon looks ordinary in appearance, but its power should not be underestimated.

   can erase the existence of all things.

   is like a conceptual eraser, erasing everything about the hit object and turning it into nothingness.

   This is the crux of the changeling's plan.

  The ultimate thing it wants to release-the original destroyer-the symbol of destiny-Ouroboros is sealed by a group of existences beyond concept.

  The change spirit took up the weapon, and then opened more space cracks, allowing more demons to pour in, making the chaos spread even more, and attracting the attention of the Dark Angel warriors.

  Leaving many demons wreaking havoc near the armory, it walked to the depths of the giant stone fortress, preparing to complete the last link of the plan.

  Victory Laurel.

  In the medical room.

   "He's going to die." The pharmacist who had removed his full body armor shouted, with a hint of panic in his tone.

  Azrael of the Dark Angels Chapter lay on a gurney in front of him.

  Hanging on the bracket, the normal saline bottle replenishes water for the body of the Great Teacher through the catheter.

  Many pharmacists tried their best to help him stabilize blood pressure and various physiological characteristics.

  The medical machine servant fetched bags of blood.

  The entire operating room was full of tension and panic.

   "Be sure to save him." Calgar said solemnly.

   "We're doing our best." A pharmacist said, his tone also very disturbed.

  The blade used by the attacker contained the evil power of the warp, and it was extremely vicious.

   This evil force made the Grand Teacher unable to heal himself and complete his own repair.

  Once Azrael dies, the situation will be completely out of control.

   "There is still no way to coagulate the blood." A pharmacist showed embarrassment, "We need more blood coagulation cells, and give him another infusion tube."

   Ticking robotic arms descend from the roof, extending surgical tools.

  A holographic projection display screen appears in front of the pharmacist, and the robotic arm performs therapeutic actions following his operation.

  Fresh blood coagulation cells were injected from all over the body, immediately slowing down the blood loss in Azrael's abdomen.

   Calgar noticed. The Grand Instructor's wound has not completely condensed, obviously, the symptoms are not the root cause.

  Thick needles plunged into the Grand Master's abdominal region, infusing him with oxygen-rich blood, but the rate at which the stock was depleted indicated that this would not last long.

  Azrael's life was already hanging by a thread, his chest heaved violently, his panting was excessively rapid, and more blood gushed out from the abdominal wound.

  The power of the Warp destroyed the Emperor's gift.

   Prevent Azrael from coagulating blood quickly and repairing himself.

   "We have no way to revive him through conventional means." The pharmacist looked up at Calga, "Now there is only one way left."

   "What way?" Calgar asked.

   "Upgrade it with Primordial Cast, and the powerful self-healing function of Guilliman's Heart will ensure that Azrael's injuries are relieved and gradually repaired." The pharmacist proposed the last treatment method.

  The Heart of Guilliman is the Primarch's most outstanding technological creation, which allows the Space Marines to obtain true demigod power.

  Original Forged Warriors can quickly repair themselves as long as they do not encounter fatal damage immediately.

   "Then upgrade him with the original cast, how long will it take?" Calgar asked.

"It will take half a year to fully upgrade. We can implant Guilliman's heart first. In this way, Azrael's life can be saved, and it only takes two or three days for him to wake up from a coma ' said the pharmacist.

  The Heart of Guilliman is the basis for Primaris Warrior upgrades.

   It is also an important organ for the 100% success of the original casting upgrade.

   "Let's do this, we need to get him sober as soon as possible," Calga said. "It's getting worse."

   "Understood." The pharmacist said, and then ordered the servant to prepare for the original casting upgrade.

   Not long after, the machine servant, escorted by several soldiers, brought over a sealed adamantium cylindrical tank.

   Various mechanical runes are engraved on the cylindrical jar.

  The electromagnetic circuit emits light slightly, forming a force field attached to the tank.

   Ensure that the contents inside will not be polluted and damaged by the outside world.

  The pharmacist takes it and enters a code that only a few people know.

  A black light group appeared in his hand.

  Massive data codes flowed from the light cluster, extremely magical, not like a creation of technology.

   This is the most important organ for Primal Cast upgrades, the Heart of Guilliman.

  Once implanted, it will combine with every cell and start the evolution of the demigod.

  This mysterious light cluster is composed of programmed dark matter.

  It stores all the genetic codes of human beings, as well as the complex self-evolution equations.

   However, what everyone doesn't know is that there is also a program of absolute loyalty and remote shutdown.

   Obtained by Calgar, the pharmacist used a scalpel to cut open Azrael's chest, exposing the beating scarlet heart inside.

  The apothecary took Guilliman's heart and placed it where Azrael's heart was.

  The light group draws out strands of light, slowly injects into the heart, and combines with the cells of the whole body as the blood surges.

   Calgar took a few glances, turned and walked out.

  He understood that it was useless for him to stay here any longer.

  Guilliman's Heart needs several hours to combine with the host.

  He cannot spend hours in the medical room,

  Walking outside the medical room, the captain of the Victory Laurel hurried over.

   "My lord, we should launch a counterattack immediately." The captain said, he was still holding a data board in his hand, which clearly showed the casualties of the expedition fleet.

  The Stone Fortress and many weapon platforms are attacking the expedition fleet.

  Countless light spears, torpedoes, and missiles poured out like a big net.

   "Wait, can we contact the Stone Fortress now?" Calgar asked, "Did they really rebel?"

"All the messages we sent were rejected by them. They are unwilling to establish any form of communication with us. Let's do it. No matter what, this farce cannot continue." The captain said, "The accompanying fleet Some preachers have started to promote things here, and once it spreads, the situation must be bad."

   "It is very likely that Terra will think that the Primarch is trying to clean up the Dark Angels, and the situation will be even worse by then."

   "If we counterattack this fortress, we will really fall into the enemy's trap. Have you found the first fighter?" Calgar said.

   After a while, the captain said, "He's dead. He was caught in an ambush by the Dark Angel and was blown to nothing."

   Calgar frowned, paced back and forth, showing a sad expression.

   All of this is too coincidental. If there is no one behind the scenes to fuel the flames, he will never believe that everything can be coincidental to this point.

"My lord, launch a counterattack. If we delay any longer, we will suffer more serious casualties. The Dark Angel has betrayed us, perhaps by joining Chaos, or by order from Terra. I am more inclined to the latter, loyal There are many definitions, and the Dark Angels chose Terra."

  The captain stood aside and spoke.

  The expeditionary fleet was under the frantic attack of the Stone Fortress, but Calgar was unwilling to give the order to counterattack, which made him very anxious.

   "Wait a little longer." Calgar refused the captain's request to fire. "Let all ships retreat and activate the void shield. We need to establish communication with the Stone Fortress."

  Azrael's performance aboard the Victory Laurel gave him a glimmer of hope for the Dark Angels Chapter.

  As a hero of the empire who has gone on many expeditions, Azrael has a deep hatred for the evils of the empire, and he will never oppose the reform ideas of the Primarch so lightly.

  As a top psionic master, he has a deep understanding of the nature of subspace.

  It is impossible for Azrael to betray the Empire and join Chaos.

  The captain showed a hint of disappointment when he heard Calgar's order, but he still saluted and turned around to convey Calgar's order.

   Calga was left alone in place.

  He pondered for a moment, then issued orders to the troops in the communicator.

   "Check those suspicious-looking guys." Calgar ordered to many army officers.

  He had reason to suspect that his troops had been infiltrated.

  Attacking Azrael and provoking infighting between the Dark Angels and the Expeditionary Force is extremely purposeful.

  The method is despicable and simple, but extremely effective.

  No matter what, Calgar has to find a way to solve this matter.

  He came to protect the father of genes, but now he has stirred himself into the whirlpool.

   If you don't handle it well, you will definitely be scolded by the Primarch.

   Calgar stood by the porthole full of thoughts, watching the expedition ship being bombarded by light spears and torpedoes, with a hint of pain on his face.

   The Victory Laurel shook for a moment, probably because it was bombarded by the defensive firepower of the Boulder Fortress.

   Calgar turned his head to look at the closed medical room.

   "Don't let me down, Azrael."

   He said to himself in his heart.

  Once the judgment is wrong, the Primarch will be disappointed with him.

  You may also lose your position as Chapter Leader because of this.

   Calgar used his honor, position, and the trust of the Primarch to gamble that the Dark Angels did not stand on the opposite side of the Imperial Regent - the conservative forces on Terra's side, nor did they turn to Chaos.

   After watching for a while, a communication entered Calgar's personal database.

   After reading, Calgar left the medical room in a hurry.

  He firmly believes in the loyalty and quality of the Dark Angels Chapter, and must find a way to figure out all this and end this chaos.

  In the corridor on the ground floor of the Victory Laurel.

   "Traitor." A Primaris Space Marine assigned to the Calgar Expeditionary Force and belonging to the Storm Eagle Chapter looked at the person in front of him, only had time to finish his last sentence before falling down.

  His eyes were wide and full of rage, as a shameful and despicable enemy sneaked up on him.

  The alpha warrior wiped the blade clean, carried the corpse to a dark corner where no one would go, and put on a brand new disguise.

  He has killed several people in a row.

  After successfully provoking the conflict between the Dark Angel and the expeditionary force, he has been changing identities.

   Chaos has arisen and the most important thing now is to sustain it.

   When Guilliman arrives, it will be time for a wonderful show.

  Using a new identity, the Alpha Warrior entered the main control room of the Victory Laurel.

"grown ups."

"grown ups."

  Several crew members in charge of the operation of the Victory Laurel saluted him one after another. He nodded slightly at this, and then walked towards the console.

  Through the holographic window, you can see that the expeditionary fleet is evacuating in an orderly manner from the artillery range of the Megalith Fortress.

   "Calgar is so patient." The Alpha Warrior showed a look of embarrassment.

  He thought Calgar would launch a counterattack against Stonehold.

   But now, it seems that Calgar is so tolerant, still trying to communicate with the Dark Angel, so he does not hesitate to back off.

  Browsing through the data, the Alpha fighter, relying on the keen nerves endowed by the corpse emperor, saw a message that a Stormbird fighter was trying to enter the expedition fleet.

   Obviously, this is an attempt by the Dark Angels.

  They want to establish contact with the expedition fleet and resolve misunderstandings.

   "Can't let them establish communication." Alpha Warrior thought to himself.

   "Order the formation of fighter planes to attack, and be alert to the gang-hopping operations of the Dark Angels." Alpha Warrior said.

"clear."

"clear."

  The two crew members who were completely unaware of the crisis next to them clicked on the screen in front of them and gave the order for the fighter plane to sail.

   "Keep on alert and don't allow any fighters to approach." After finishing this sentence, the Alpha Warrior turned and left.

  He needs to kill the Dark Angel's Stormbird fighter himself, so that the two sides will stop the communication attempt.

   After more than 20 minutes, Calgar and many personal guards rushed over.

  His complexion was extremely ugly.

  Machine found the body of a Primaris Space Marine in a dark corner and sounded the alarm.

   After checking, Calgar found that someone had attacked the soldier from behind.

  The weapon used and the weapon that stabbed Azrael carried the power of the Warp.

   Obviously, there are some important connections between the two.

  Under strict investigation, it was discovered that several soldiers had disappeared mysteriously.

   Calgar almost smashed the console with his fist.

  His troops had been infiltrated for so long that he didn't even notice.

   This is a serious dereliction of duty.

  Now Calgar just wants to find that bastard, and punch him **** the head.

   Let the other party know what Calgar's anger is.

  Following the clues, Calgar traced all the way to the control room.

  Many crew members were questioned.

   "He just gave the order for the fighter plane to sail." A crew member said in a terrified tone.

   At this time, a harsh warning sounded.

  The intelligence chief stood up in horror, "My lord, the latest news from the detection department, the traitor you mentioned is leading a formation of fighter jets to hunt down a Stormbird fighter jet of the Dark Angel."

   "Tell them to stop," Calgar yelled, stepping to the console, trying to stop it.

   "They've gone silent," the communications director said.

   "Then kill them all and keep that Dark Angel fighter plane." Calgar said.

   This is betrayal.

   A most shameless betrayal.

  Dagonet worked hard to control the fuselage of the Stormbird fighter.

  The violently trembling fuselage plunged him into despair.

   Calgar wants to kill everyone in the Dark Angels Chapter.

  The formation of Valkyrie fighter jets is forming a hunting formation, trying to finish him completely.

   "The attempt to communicate failed, Ezekiel." Dagonet controlled the Stormbird fighter, completed a roll, and avoided bright red beams of light.

  Those fighter jets were chasing after them, pouring out their firepower frantically, trying to completely destroy the Stormbird fighter plane he was controlling.

   "Perhaps, I shouldn't have any hope." Ezekiel's voice sounded, with despair and a trace of self-blame in his tone.

"This is my choice, Ezekiel. We hoped for them. This is our mistake." Dagonet said, "Keep the blood of the lion and leave with the Great Stone Fortress. Let's talk about this matter, and we all have to be wary of Ultramar."

   After speaking, Dagonet cut off the communication.

  Because of the dignity of a soldier, he didn't want to hear those useless words that could only bring people sorrow before he died.

  The rear of the Stormbird suffered a series of impacts, and he felt the joystick **** in his hand in response, and he twisted his fighter hard upwards.

  The engine protested sharply as it pulled the gunboat away from enemy fire.

  His skill in manipulating fighter planes can be said to be superb

  However, the enemy is also the elite of the empire, having participated in many battles, coupled with the superiority in numbers.

   Dagonet's defeat is already a certainty.

  Looking down at the tactical screen, the Valkyrie fighter jets had moved to his sides, intending to double-team him as he gradually slowed down.

   There are also several fighter planes grazing towards the Stormbird where he is.

  The siren sounded, and the radar detected that the fighter plane had been locked.

  Several laser beams emerged and shot directly at Stormbird.

  The fighter vibrated, and then quickly rolled a few times.

  The rapid siren sounded.

  The fighter formation locked him.

Ruined.

  Dago had such a thought in his heart.

   Groups of flames swept across the cockpit, Dagone showed a trace of decadence, waiting for the explosion that would drown him.

   But that didn't happen.

  A bright light suddenly appeared.

  His enemies were emptied, turned into wreckage in the universe, and burst into flames.

   This surprised Dagone, who was waiting to die.

   It seems that this matter is not as simple as he imagined.

  The communication device sent a reminder again, Dagone connected, and Calgar's voice sounded.

   "Report your name, Dark Angel. Also, why are you attacking the expedition fleet?"

   "We have been invaded, and waste code has filled our control network. Please give us some time. It is estimated that it will take another 20 minutes before we can regain control of the Great Stone Fortress." Dagonet said.

   "Perhaps, I should trust you again. Send a message to your colleagues. If you don't stop attacking after 20 minutes, the expeditionary fleet will launch a counterattack." Calga said.

   "How is the Grand Master?" Dagonet asked.

"I saved a life, and it will take two or three days to wake up." Calgar's tone showed a hint of helplessness, "My troops were infiltrated by Alpha, and they stabbed Azrael with weapons containing subspace power. The angel warriors are still making trouble on my flagship, and my subordinates have forced them together, and you have to stop their madness."

  Dagonet was silent for a moment, "I will."

  The arrival of Dagonet brought a little relief to the two sides who were already vigilant and nervous.

   Obtaining Dagone's order, the Dark Angels of the Victory Laurel also stopped their armed confrontation.

   After confirming that they had no problem and that there were no alpha fighters among them, Calgar ordered someone to take them to the medical room, and the two sides resolved the misunderstanding.

   This side of the Stone Fortress.

   Saw the expedition fleet withdraw from the range of the Stone Keep's artillery fire instead of choosing to fight back.

  The traitor who had long been lurking in the Dark Angels battle group became more and more nervous.

   This is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

   It is also the only chance for them to deal a fatal blow to the Dark Angel.

  The control of the Boulder Fortress will be regained soon, and it will be kept more secret. At that time, it is undoubtedly a dream to hack into it again.

   They planned for hundreds of years before they got the basic code and won the seventy minutes of getting out of control.

   It seems that the plan to provoke internal fighting between the two sides is about to fail.

  They couldn't hold back any longer and used the last card.

   That is Boris, a member of the Deathwing Company.

   Before the two sides had established a real communication, they used Deathwing's raid to destroy the fragile trust between them.

   Obtaining Ezekiel's order, Boris gathered many brothers of the Deathwing Company on the deck.

  Just wait for the final order to be issued, and then launch a surprise attack on the expedition fleet to buy time for the departure of the megalithic fortress.

   Waited for a long time, but no order came.

  Boris could only look for Ezekiel again and ask him to give an order.

   However, as soon as he got out of the hangar, he was stopped by someone.

   "For the blood of the lion, you must attack immediately, Boris, or they will never have a chance to escape."

  The dark angel warrior who had appeared during Boris' training reappeared and issued a warning.

  "Without authorization, I cannot complete this task, and other members will definitely not obey my orders."

  Boris' tone was helpless, and the dark angel's complicated command procedures ensured that disobedience of orders would not happen.

   Without authorization, it is difficult for him to command the Deathwing Company to attack.

   "We will assist you," said the Dark Angel warrior.

  As his words fell, several dark angel warriors came from the darkness.

  All of them were wearing robes to cover their entire appearance.

   Obviously, they are all traitors who have been lurking for a long time.

   "It's not enough. If there are only a few supporters, the other company members don't care." Boris showed embarrassment.

   "Enough is enough. Some of us will cut off the communication in the fortress. In that case, Ezekiel's command will be lost. According to the procedure, you will become the supreme commander of the Deathwing." The dark angel soldier said.

   "Can you cut off the communication?" Boris looked confused.

   "Naturally." After the Dark Angel warrior finished speaking, he showed Boris their methods.

  As they pressed the confirmation button on the data board, the communication of the Great Stone Fortress was quickly cut off, and the communication between various departments could not continue, and they fell into a deeper chaos.

   "The time to cut off communication can't last too long, but it's enough." The Dark Angel warrior said, "Hurry up, this is your only chance to protect the blood of the lion."

   "Let's go." Boris took the lead and walked to the hangar deck, ready to give orders to the assembled Deathwing.

  Several dark angel fighters followed closely behind.

  After the raid of the Deathwing Company was launched, the overall situation was settled.

   No matter how sensible Calgar was, he still had to give the order to counterattack.

   At that time, Tyra will intervene, and both sides will be able to beat out their brains.

  After finishing their prayers and making final preparations, members of the Deathwing company lined up in six rows, waiting for the order to attack.

  Boris walked in front of them, made a deathwing gesture, and then punched the Dark Angel warrior who encouraged him to launch a gang raid.

  The other Deathwings also swarmed up to attack the traitors.

   The speed was so fast that the traitors couldn't even react, and they were already under control.

  The power armor was stuck by the input code, making them unable to move and becoming prisoners.

   "What do you mean? Boris?" The dark angel warrior was shocked and terrified, looking at Boris full of puzzlement.

  Boris smiled and took out a nameplate with six petals.

  He is also a member of the six-fold order temporarily established by Azrael to find out the traitors.

  Dark Angels never have secrets, for they are secrets themselves.

  A circle is still a circle, and a secret is still a secret.

  Just like the Möbius ring, who is the inner ring and who is the outer ring is never determined.

  Seeing the appearance of the nameplate, several traitors suddenly turned pale.

  I thought that as Azrael was seriously injured in the attack on the Victory Laurel, his six-fold plan had also been destroyed.

  Who would have thought that Azrael was hiding such a trick behind him, perhaps his attack itself was part of the plan.

  The flowers of conspiracy are layered on top of each other, making it impossible for people to break free.

  Azrael's behavior is undoubtedly a tightrope walk.

   A little carelessness will lead to a war between the expedition fleet and the megalithic fortress.

  Boris captured the traitor and also got a list of mortals.

   However, this is not the end.

   This is not a struggle between two parties, but a mix of forces.

  The Church of Ouroboros has infiltrated the Megalith Fortress for hundreds of years, and the ultimate goal is to release an ancient existence.

  The changelings and Alphas who rebelled against the Empire were meant to end Guilliman.

  The confusion in front is just to cover up the ultimate purpose.

  Boris ordered people to take down the traitors and seized the list, but he hadn't had time to be happy.

  The violent vibration spread throughout the entire megalithic fortress, and an indescribably terrifying aura permeated from the depths of the megalithic fortress.

  In the depths of the megalithic fortress, many dark angels are trying their best to fight against the demons pouring out of the cracks, as well as the believers and prisoners who have got weapons.

  The enemy all rushed to the cell where the final prisoner, Luthor, was held, which forced the Dark Angels to gather together to resist the demons and prevent the enemy from unleashing the greatest rebellion in the history of the Dark Angels.

   And the changelings, armed with the weapons of the Golden Age of Mankind, went the other way.

  In the depths of the megalithic fortress, the final destination of the changelings.

  Several dark watchers in white robes, short in stature and elusive, fell to the ground, having lost their breath of life.

  Humans in the golden age mastered unimaginable and terrifying technology, and the weapons they built even had the ability to erase the timeline and original data of items.

  The Dark Watcher has always been elusive, wandering outside the long river of time, and it is difficult to be killed.

  Changeling's witchcraft is also difficult to work on this.

  The only way to kill these dark watchers is to use the weapons of the golden age of mankind.

   "Fate repeats itself, and what is lost will return."

  Changing spirits pick up the weapons of the golden age of mankind and move towards the final seal step by step.

  It raised its weapon, aimed at the ultimate secret guarded by the Dark Watchers, and pulled the trigger.