The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 331 319. Breakthrough from within

In a large library inside the Steel Ark, many precious ancient books and valuable knowledge products are stored here. This is the most secure private location of the Great Sage.

Salva sat calmly in the library inside the Ark, reading the valuable knowledge. However, he had read the contents of these books countless times, and what he was doing now was just passing the time, or rather Displace your so-called anxious mood.

There were no major problems with the battlefield environment outside for the time being. What really worried him was his disciples. Although she has sent her air force to support, who can really predict what will happen there?

What if they don't get support from the Air Force? If all the demonic troops attack them, can they survive it?

The more Salva thought about it, the more he felt more and more irritable. He found that reading books was not a good way to relieve his stress. It would only make him feel more irritable.

"I should go see the fighting on the battlefield. Anyway, some of my pinhole cameras should have not been disposed of. This will allow me to calm down and deal with possible crises. This is the best choice."

After a lot of calculations on the computer in his head, he came up with such a reasonable structure and left the library.

Fortunately, Salva left here early, otherwise he might have to face a group of bastards. About ten minutes after the great sage left, the temperature here suddenly dropped, some books began to turn over, and then suddenly burned, and the subspace portal appeared here.

Negesius stepped on the ashes of those books and led a dozen wizards to appear here. The knowledge and powerful energy here meet the requirements of the Lord of Changes. After all, as the god of knowledge and wisdom, the huge reserves here allow him to perform more operations.

Negesius didn't care about the precious books that were burned because of this spell. He only knew that he needed to complete the prophecy quickly now. He looked at his men, his brothers under the Terminator helmet whose color was lapis lazuli, like the mask of an ancient Egyptian pharaoh, and started to speak to his brothers in the calmest but hardest voice.

"My brothers! I am not a very good speaker, let alone a person who likes to talk big, but here I must explain to you the key to our mission.

Just half an hour ago, a brother in the northwest battlefield told me the news that shocked me, that is, one of our scarlet brothers has regained his flesh and blood. Although his body became unstable due to the mutilation and his personality became irritable, judging from his words, he still remembered the past. In a sense, he successfully recovered.

But I don’t want to see our brother become like this after going through all kinds of hardships. We want to give him a complete life, let him return to us completely, and let our legion revive!

Now according to the prophecy of the Lord of Change, Ahriman explained to me that among these there will be a Chosen One of the Old Gods, and our goal is to obtain it and extract that thing from his body Come heal our brothers!

My brothers, my comrades-in-arms, this is the closest we have come in the journey of redemption for thousands of years, so we must not fail this time, we must get that thing! "

When the wizards heard this, they all stood up and shouted their slogans quietly but sonorously.

"For the legion, for the brothers who are still alive!"

To be honest, these Thousand Sons wizards under Ahriman are outliers in the entire subspace, because tens of thousands of years in the subspace have caused countless legions to fall apart. Countless brotherhoods were completely lost, and countless Astartes faced each other with swords, just to fight for resources and interests. Therefore, the group of people gathered under him, the most core group of brothers in the past, are all the most naive fools in the entire Eye of Terror, fighting for a legion that will definitely not give back to them.

After saying that, they began to leave here and walk on the land of this steel ark.

All use their psychic powers to protect themselves from discovery and detection by others. What they need to do now is to turn this place into their own battlefield. Although they are not experts in street fighting like the Night Lords, they can still do it by making a little noise to disrupt the start of their flight.

"Just make a little noise, try not to kill too many people, understand? Let them delay. If they find out, I don't want to be beaten to death by a bunch of battle robots and skitarii. This way of death It’s so frustrating.”

In the midst of this incessant conversation, the Thousand Sons wizards dispersed. They would try to find some places and destroy them. Negesius and two other wizards acted together. They were moving forward in this huge mechanical ark. On the way, they turned into a relatively remote road. His intuition told the lord that he felt that there must be something good here. .

There is no one on this road, not even a servitor. It is quiet but very clean. There was nothing on the way forward, and it was indeed a bit boring, so the three of them began to talk about everything.

"How many years has it been since I last saw Mechanical Ark?"

"It's been three or four thousand years, right? The last time I saw one was in the warp, and it was probably sunk by the warp storm during the civil war."

"It's been a long time, I didn't expect to see a ray of gold from the past in such a remote place."

Nigesius smiled after hearing his companion's words, but this smile contained desolation and sadness

"Think about how many arks like this we have in the Great Crusade? A large number of arks followed the expedition fleet to advance in the galaxy, recovering the planets occupied by the aliens and liberating the people on them... But now, huh,"

"Everything has disappeared like the light of the past, brother, everything has long been irreversible..."

Nigesius sighed after hearing this, and then the three of them didn't say anything. The conversation that was originally intended to kill time didn't expect to end up in such a place. Perhaps they should have fewer such conversations in the future.

Nigesius thought to himself, and after about half a minute of moving forward, they finally arrived at this destination, a door that had been sealed for a long time. Nigesius looked around and cast his spell. As if it had life, his spirit quickly unlocked the heavy door lock, and everything inside appeared in their eyes.

When Nigesius saw what was in front of him, his eyes jumped

"This is..."