Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Warhammer

Katos Huggins took his champion company and left the Dawn Reaper on the Thunderhawk gunship and headed for the Mother of Tears located in the center of the fleet.

As a fleet-based Chapter, the Mother of Tears is the Lamenters Chapter's mobile fortress, as well as their monastery, gene seed bank, Chapter Hall of Valor, and relic collection - although there are only a few pieces. .

There was once a main battleship that fought with the Lamenters through life and death. In that battle that shamed the Angel Father, it was defeated by the Minotaur warband and was captured and no longer belonged to the Lamenters.

On the command deck of the Mother of Tears, the Astartes on several other strike cruisers and frigates gathered here.

The brothers were in high spirits, because the champion of Katos was "lucky enough to pick up" a large amount of weapons and equipment - the exchange with the Mechanicus was carried out in secret, and not many brothers knew about it.

The last time they received such a large-scale equipment replenishment was thirteen years ago, when they joined forces with three companies of the Salamanders Chapter to eliminate the Nurgle warband that invaded the Lanier system, and received some weapons and ammunition assistance.

In view of the Salamanders Chapter's status as a founding chapter, the Red Hunters Chapter, which accompanied the Lamenters to supervise the Atonement Crusade, turned a blind eye and said nothing.

Today, the Weeper's road to atonement has lasted eighty years, and there are still twenty years left before it ends.

However, there are now only more than 300 Astartes left in the Chapter, and can only maintain the existence of three companies.

No one knows how long they can move forward, seemingly cursed by bad luck, and how many more human worlds they can save from the enemies of the dark galaxy.

Malakin Foros, Chapter Master of the Lamenters, glanced at the brothers gathered on the deck, with an aura of sadness and resentment surrounding him.

The remaining three hundred and twenty-one Lamenters lined up silently to face the Chapter Master's inspection.

"Brothers, our astropaths have received a request for help from the Devlan galaxy. Their world is being attacked by the 'Great Devourer'."

Malakin Chapter Leader said in a deep voice.

The mourners didn't speak, and the sound of heavy breathing came from the gaps in the helmet grille.

They suppressed the anger in their hearts and waited for the Chapter Master they trusted and respected the most to issue an order.

This was not the first time they had fought against those dirty alien swarms that only knew predators.

"We may be the only Astartes chapter that has received their request for help. The Great Devourer Fleet labeled 'Kraken' is hovering in the Devlan Galaxy. Tens of billions of innocent people are waiting. Rescue.”

"What do you think we should do, Brother Kattos."

The Chapter Master set his sights on Katos, the youngest champion warrior in the Weeper Chapter, who was at the forefront of the team.

"We are the sons of Holy Leth, and we must fight for the Emperor to protect humanity. We must do our best to save the citizens of the Empire."

Katos replied in a deep voice, his voice as dull as thunder, and the blood of Saint Leth on his helmet and chest shone brightly.

"A very sensible approach."

Chapter Leader Malakin nodded, "We don't have enough combat power to confront the Great Devourer now, so rescuing people is indeed the top priority."

"Brothers, do you have any other suggestions?"

He looked at the armed brothers.

"Follow the will of the Holy Blood!"

The mourners roared in unison, and their thunderous shouts resounded throughout the Mother of Tears.

…

Through the porthole of the Thunderhawk gunboat, Katos could see the huge building on the Mother of Tears that looked like a monastery.

"Chapter Master Malakin seems to be interested in letting you lead the Lamenters Chapter."

Tyrese said.

"There is no difference. They are all fighting for the Emperor."

Katos shook his head and said calmly, "And no one knows what the next fate will be."

He returned to the Dawn Reaper with his five champion guards, two assault melee teams, and two Destroyer teams equipped with heavy firepower.

The fleet's destination changed to the Devlan system, and all members of the Lamenters were ready for battle.

After a four-day voyage, the Lamentor fleet reached the nearest space jump point.

"The warp drive is ready."

"Prepare to transition to Navigator control."

"Geller force field nominal."

In the strategy hall of the Dawn Reaper, the confirmation sounds of the mortal crew, tech-priests, and navigators echoed.

Katos stood in front of the command seat, his fists clenched at his sides, his eyes staring at the starry sky on the monitor.

He failed to understand the tangled stream of data that resulted when physics and warp metaphysics met.

As Astartes, they are not good at piloting battleships. Fighting is their vocation.

Moreover, driving a battleship cannot be solved by relying solely on space warriors. It requires the cooperation of a large number of mortal crew members.

His standing here is just a symbol, giving peace of mind to the people in the Strategy Department——

Every subspace voyage represents unknowns and dangers, and no one can guarantee that they will be able to come out safely after entering.

Subspace is a field that is difficult to describe in human words. All physical laws will be completely invalid in subspace, including time and space——

It is possible to receive a request for help from a certain human world and set out for rescue, but after leaving the subspace, it is the time before the message was sent.

If subspace is an ocean, then what humans come into contact with is only the shallow water surface, and subspace navigation is nothing more than rowing a boat on the water.

During the time when the subspace ocean was calm and waveless, human beings traveled across the galaxy and established a glorious civilization;

And as the ocean became violent, terrible things set off waves underwater that would tear apart any sailing boat, and human civilization was on the verge of extinction.

"This is the Mother of Tears, and the entire fleet is preparing to start the space jump."

"The countdown begins."

Most of the self-aware armed servants and mortal servants stayed peacefully in the collective room, fixed themselves with restraint belts, and took sleeping drugs to enter a dormant state.

"3"

Ripples like water waves suddenly appeared in the starry sky.

The ripples rapidly expanded and twisted backwards, and the stars twisted into a whirlpool, dyed with a strange purple-red color.

A rift was torn open in the physical universe, and the Weeper fleet jumped into the warp with the physical angular momentum gained the moment the warp engine started.

The cold and huge metal shutters closed any porthole of the battleship, and the Geller stance to isolate the invasion of subspace forces was activated to protect human beings from being invaded by those abominable evil forces.

As for the Astartes who all entered a state of martial law and patrolled the battleships, only their transformed and tempered spirits could not be affected.

Liuli followed those who had the same status as her and returned to her bed to secure herself on the bed with a strap.

The others didn't seem to notice that there was a beautiful companion among them.

Liuli's face looked very ugly. He didn't have much power here, and everything here was weird and terrifying.

Just the opposite of him, the opponent's power is terrifying, and his companions alone can kill him.

He felt extremely regretful and afraid - now the power of "Dream Tapir" was no longer under his control.

Some higher will is maintaining this past dream that exists in the other person's mind.