The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 185 173. No one can sleep forever without my permission

The war is over, but the danger for the Dark Templar is not over yet. The fleets of the Human Empire still exist, and they may launch attacks at any time and at any time.

Fortunately, the chapter leader of the Minotaur was still reasonable. After the enemy fleet retreated, he immediately sent a message to the battleship where Vorazun was located.

This time, the Chapter Leader took off his armor and put on the robes he usually wore, but his face was still shrouded under a bronze mask. Moloch looked at Vorazun in front of him and said

"Hello, Commander Vorazun, I am impressed by your troops. Perhaps the Ordo Xenos needs to update its data on you.

Although as a Space Marine, I have the obligation to kill you here, but considering the help you have just done for the Empire and your motivation for coming here, I have decided to give you three hours of preparation and preparation in my name. Evacuation time. During this period, you can carry out ship maintenance independently if you wish. After three hours, if you have not left, we will attack! "

After saying that, the other party hung up the communication, and Vorazun also quickly asked the phase technician to start repairing the ship. At the same time, he still kept the alert warship at the highest alert level, and asked the air force formation to pick up the angels who were still on the ground in Orpheus. Come.

Soon, in less than two hours, everything arranged by Vorazun was arranged in an orderly manner. All damaged warships received maximum maintenance, and some warships that had lost the ability to move were towed away by tow hooks. The Human Empire stayed motionless during this period of time. However, according to the observer's report, all their weapons were always ready for use.

When the time came to the second hour on time, the fleet set off.

Moloch stood on the bridge and calmly watched the Dark Templar fleet leave the empire's territory. He stared for a long time. No one knew what the Silent Bull was thinking and what he was going to do. Perhaps only he knew. If others wanted to know what he was thinking now, they would only understand it when he acted. .

And in the cold and dark webway, Erda was also observing the girl's soul. She must carefully examine the soul to prevent any contamination. Once there are traces of chaos, she will immediately clear or even obliterate the other party's soul.

The Dark Templar fleet shuttled between the Sea of ​​Souls and the space of the physical universe for another month, returning to the inner side of the Gulf of Damocles.

Compared to when they set out, this time when they came back, they were greeted with a warm welcome. News of the war had appeared in headlines days earlier, reporting on the resurgence of the Necron. Subsequently, the Supreme Council also announced the departure of the expeditionary force in a very timely manner.

Therefore, when the officers and soldiers of the expeditionary force returned to their hometowns, they were greeted by the cheers and celebrations of their families and fellow villagers. Listening to the cheers in his ears, Vorazun felt some joy in his heart, and even felt a little regretful in his heart, that is, he did not cut off the overlord's head by himself, otherwise there would have been more cheers.

But when the young female warrior thought of so many of her former comrades who died in the battle, her inner joy was quickly diluted. Now there is only sadness and anxiety, and there is also a hint of melancholy about her future if she dies.

What would the parents of those who died think? What would their families think? What would happen if he was the one who died in this battle?

This is the mood of the young man. If Tassadar or Zeratul ends this war, he will only feel a little happy for the cheers in his heart. What he will think more about is how to deal with such an enemy next time. How to solve it well, how to carry out the aftermath, and how to better replenish our troops.

The younger generation is far from tempered and successful.

On the other side, Erda finally gave her precious soul to Gray. The moment he got the soul, Gray looked up at Erda and said with a smile.

"Did you get it so quickly?"

After hearing this, Erda just smiled back and said calmly

"She is a soul who is familiar with history. Although she is not good at being powerful, she is passionate enough and her heart is pure enough for us to understand the history that happened in the past."

After hearing this, Gray showed a hint of interest, then put it aside and said

"History is a precious thing, Erda, and everyone must remember it. We must remember history as much as we remember what Chaos has done to us, and find in it the knowledge of how to fight against our true enemy, Chaos.

Just like the soul, its knowledge content may not be that important, but what is needed is a heart that can always fight for it and walk on the right path, and that is enough. "

After saying that, he picked up the soul again, stared at the pure white liquid and said

"Inform Netate that we are preparing to welcome a new companion."

"No problem, sir."

After hearing this, Erda bent down slightly, and then immediately looked for Netat who ran to who knows where.

The Soul Device is in action again, and new synths are being created. Based on the information provided by Erda, Gray successfully created the girl's former appearance.

Marcus slipped out of the bionic cabin in a brown dress. The reborn girl seemed to be uncomfortable with her body at all. She sat on the ground in confusion, trying hard to stand up, but found that her hands and feet didn't seem to belong to her. Own.

Netat went forward to help the girl up. Marcus looked at the surrounding environment with a confused face and muttered to himself

"Am I in the Golden Throne? Is this the palace?"

Gray shook his head after hearing this and said with a polite smile

"Sorry, child, welcome to El."

Marcus didn't understand what the place name Gray was talking about. The girl just said with some disappointment

"I thought I could get rest."

Hearing this, Gray's body trembled and said with a wry smile

"Then you will probably be disappointed, because in this place, no one can rest forever without my permission."

"Go talk to Erda, she will tell you where you are now, and I will take you around here to get familiar with the future environment!"

After that, Gray left here, leaving only three people. Erda and Netat looked at each other, not knowing why Gray said this.

Gray walked back to his room alone, locked the door, jumped onto his bed with a "thump", and fell into endless contemplation.

When he said that, he actually regretted it a little, but now thinking about it, this sentence is not without reason.

In this dark galaxy, can everyone rest in peace perfectly? Not many people can. In this universe, death is just a reward and a luxury.

People are not really dead after death. Mortals return to the throne after death, Aida turns into fuel after death, and Kalai becomes a heroic spirit ready to serve the race again after death. Even those space undeads who have been sleeping for tens of millions of years and have no souls are trapped in the curse and will never rest.

In the distant and dark future, no one can rest...