Chapter 247 Unexpected strangulation

"I have never seen such a huge and crazy building: its birth is like a group of absurd gods that have transcended life and death, using a method that is unimaginable for today's civilization to create a great, useless joke.

To embellish my eternal boring years."

"Before seeing it, even I would laugh at this meaningless emotion, but at this moment, I have to use such words to describe everything I saw."

"This is a miracle, this is by no means a madness that mortals can create: Although the imperial truth is still beating in my heart at this time, in the face of living reality, I will let it temporarily give way to the greatness that physics cannot explain

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"The building we discovered goes against all physics and sociology. I can't imagine what kind of powerful and empty race could gather technology and power on such a scale, thereby violating all physical laws and allowing their creations to fly thousands of times.

Thousands of years later, it can still distort our worldview and shock our souls."

"As for the race that created all of this, that empire that has fortunately disappeared long ago, their power may have touched the territory that mortals call gods, or they may have been able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods by virtue of their technology and foundation."

"Fortunately, they disappeared, lost in the day-to-day waves of the Milky Way. I hope they will never return to claim their former hegemony."

"Otherwise, it may be a more terrifying catastrophe than the entire Great Crusade."

The tip of the pen paused, and Cortez immediately raised his head and glanced at the behemoth on the distant skyline with awe: He was in awe of that existence, which was a creature, a latecomer, who had an instinct for ancient miracles.

Even if the worship of the aliens is engraved into the genes by the Lord of Humanity, the innate hatred for all alien creatures cannot dilute this endless emotion for the greatness of alien creations.

And at the end of his field of vision, at the end of everyone's progress, the ancient creation that could break through the natural hatred, the existence named [Yemenga Starry Sky Monolith], stood proudly on its throne that had been for thousands of years.

Another group of small visitors were received in silence.

Before finally arriving in this wild galaxy called Attila, Cortes attended every joint meeting convened by the Lords of the Second Legion. They had truly worried about the possibility of the creation they were looking for.

Incomparable mystery, incomparable obscurity, buried in the endless void that would take thousands of years to explore: But the moment they entered the orbit of the Attila galaxy, they discovered how serious this worry was.

ridiculous.

[The Yemenga Star Monolith] stands there, in the largest world in the entire Attila galaxy. It stands among a pile of weird matte metals. It is far away from the place that was colonized by humans as early as the golden age.

The Attila star is half a galaxy away, which is the reason why it has never been discovered.

The monolith is right there. It is so huge that it literally towers into the clouds. According to Cortez's first glance, it is even larger and more vast than any nest known to mankind.

The foundation that is enough to accommodate several legions is deeply embedded into the matte metal at its feet, and the top of the monolith extends all the way into the atmosphere, and can even touch those warships flying low enough.

The Storm Birds of the Second Legion were alert and landed relatively far away from the monolith, because surrounding this huge ancient miracle was an ancient city that seemed to have been dead for thousands of years. The narrowness and exquisite layout of it were basically

Not suitable for a large-scale landing, the five thousand Astartes warriors left the minimum ship guard, followed their genetic mother, and slowly walked into this dead place of ancient echoes.

middle.

Exploring in the maze composed of the weirdest mausoleum-like rooms and small stone monuments is more difficult than imagined. The green runes that have been sleeping in the void for countless years seem to possess

Their own lives were shining with a cold light that made both of them shudder. The outermost warriors had been searching around suspiciously because they always felt that they were being monitored in some way.

According to common sense, such suspicious problems can often rely on the intervention of the Mother of Genes or other think tanks, but this time the situation is more complicated: since entering the maze, whether it is Morgan, who has always maintained a serious face, or the accompanying

The small number of Dawnbreaker think tanks feel an indescribable sense of oppression, which is constantly weakening their power. The bonds from the Sea of ​​Souls are incredibly weakened, causing the minds of all psykers to fall into a depression.

mess.

After discovering that this situation was not an isolated case, several Astartes captains quickly reached a consensus and found the Primarch who was always at the forefront of the team.

"Sir, you must stop this exploration immediately. There is something strange in this city. We should not continue moving forward in such unknown circumstances. This will most likely lead to unnecessary casualties."

The sonorous words of advice even crossed the fence of worship between the Primarchs and the Warriors of the Astartes, and under the indifferent gaze of the Old Guard, these words that were enough to cause bloodshed among the Iron Warriors were just

The Lord of Avalon, who had been silent all this time, raised his head slightly and looked at the huge stone monument very close to him with some unwillingness to give up.

【In five minutes at most, we will arrive there.】

"That's true, sir, but please forgive me, it is very dangerous to enter this ancient city that obviously hides mysteries without sufficient investigation. You can just wait here for us to enter and conduct an investigation.

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"Alternatively, we can suspend this operation, leave here first, replenish materials and supplies on Attila, and at the same time summon those companies in the nearby space domain to conduct a second exploration here with more sufficient preparations."

"Five thousand people are still too few. For your safety, we need at least 10,000 people."

After the respected Bayar was the first to dissuade him, Cortez, Hector and several other company commanders also spoke one after another. Everyone was disturbed by the collective downturn of the Primarch and the Think Tank:

In particular, their genetic mother was obviously affected by this strange place, and her usual cold logic seemed to be becoming confused.

But it was at this time that the gap between the Primarch and the Astartes warriors emerged: the Lord of the Legion just continued to maintain a low tone. After looking at the distant monolith for a while, Morgan made a decision

made judgment.

[My genetic father has arrived near the Olympia galaxy, and I have no more time for the second exploration: I ordered all personnel to maintain combat readiness and be ready to fight at any time. We will continue to move forward and complete this exploration. ]

At this moment, the stubbornness and desire to explore that only appeared in the Dawnbreakers in the past finally gradually emerged in their genetic mother. The combination of recklessness and caution combined with the authority derived from blood made Aspen

The Tate could only bow their heads and submit to the Primarch's final orders.

After all, they are only warriors of the Astartes, and their most sincere advice must yield to the sudden stubbornness of their Primarch: but even so, some things are still necessary.

Cortes stepped forward.

"Sir, according to your order, we have carried those portable items in the secret vault. Among them is a teleportation beacon that can ignore any obstruction. It is a relic of the golden age. Please take it with you. If you have any questions, please

Activate the beacon immediately."

[...This seems more like some kind of desertion, Cortes.]

"Just necessary preparations."

The Primarch was silent for a moment. She seemed to be making a choice in her heart. But after a moment, a compromise for her children overcame the little so-called dignity in her heart. The Lord of the Second Legion lightly

He held the special transmission beacon that was no different from a bracelet in his hand, silently making a promise to his heir that he would escape from the battlefield.

【I agree and move on.】

Morgan waved her hand and gave the order casually. At this time, all her attention had been attracted by the majestic and incredibly smooth building in front of her. In her heart, the strongest feeling

The premonition kept ringing: there was something she needed in this ancient ruin that exuded silence and danger.

Maybe it's knowledge, or maybe it's more important... secrets.

She was going to get it...for sure.

Unknowingly, when she entered this quiet ghost town, such thoughts firmly occupied her heart and became her temporary desire.

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The Primarch finally led all the members of the Old Guard and four companies into the Yemenga Monument, while the remaining six companies, led by Hector and Diarmait, guarded the Primarch's entry.

At the gate, a series of fortifications were built quite seriously.

Although there were no building materials, the dead city lined with watchtowers was extremely suitable as a defensive fortress, not to mention that the entrance to the Yemenga Stone Monument was a high platform. Three thousand Dawnbreakers spread out and quickly found a way.

In the general defense line, Hector and Diarmuid personally guarded the door that was tens of meters high. In the tall corridor behind them, there were several figures of Dawnbreakers, and they could clearly see each other.

Monitor and announce to avoid any emergencies.

But despite this, the company commanders still believed that this was somewhat unsafe.

"We should have brought more heavy equipment with us."

Pointing to the empty space in front of the high platform, Diarmuid, the commander of the 33rd company, complained in a low voice with some reluctance.

"Look there, there is no danger to defend. Maybe we should call some Stormbirds and ask them to transport a few war engines, or anti-aircraft artillery."

Hector felt the same, but he knew it was impossible.

"Stormbirds can't get close to here. On the one hand, the terrain is complicated. The strange magnetic field here also seems to be interfering with the operation of Stormbirds. There is a risk of falling if you force your way in."

"indeed so……"

Diarmait frowned, and his handsome face like a god was now immersed in a faint anxiety, which was a kind of pain caused by the environment: as they finally arrived in front of the Yemenga Monument,

Not just the psykers, but all the Dawnbreakers felt a kind of oppression in their souls, making them feel very uncomfortable.

"You think, can anyone really survive in such conditions? This ancient ruins obviously has traces of daily life, but this sense of depression also exists at the same time."

"I don't know...maybe they are a soulless species?"

"Hate intelligence?"

"possible."

The idle chatter ended with a shout on the communication channel, and the two company commanders frowned. They had not heard such vague communication words for a long time.

"You should come here, sir, there is something strange here."

The two company commanders looked at each other. After a brief silent exchange, Hector picked up his sword and walked quickly to the place where the incident occurred: Although the communication sound was extremely blurry, he could still hear it.

, that is a soldier of the 23rd Company.

The extremely tall Astartes warrior quickly stepped over his comrades who were preparing. He was sensitive to the fact that everyone in sight had a kind of depression caused by depression, just like their weapons, invisibly

It became a little bleak.

…But that’s not all.

At the very least, the sword in Hector's hand, which exuded a faint green light, was constantly trembling slightly, as if he was in an extremely excited state.

He did not dare to tell others about this.
To be continued...