Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 187 03.0186: ‘I will break this dark Möbius strip’

"Report!" the communications officer shouted.

Horatio and Farida quickly turned to look at the Captain of the Communications Department.

"The bridge of the battleship Divine Will exploded! We lost all contact with the bridge!"

Farida felt as if her head had been hit by a cyclone torpedo, and it felt empty.

The two long legs lost their strength in an instant, and the body collapsed and sat on the ground.

His face turned red as if he was suffocated, and his veins popped out.

"Farida!" This process happened so fast that Horatio didn't even have time to hold her.

Farida's knees were together, sitting like a duck, her eyes were blank, and her face was expressionless as she stared at the tiny fire in the distance.

Her hair was disheveled, and big tears instantly burst out of her frame, sliding down her beautiful cheeks uncontrollably.

She had no reaction, her heart was filled with despair, and her breathing almost stopped.

Horatio knew that this was when people were extremely grief-stricken, they would show neither happiness nor sadness, and a sense of disconnection.

Eight years later, the curse of fate caused suffering to once again befall this girl who had never had a happy life since she was a child.

"Horatio, take Alternate Hood to rest!"

"yes!"

Horatio picked up Princess Farida as if she were a motionless blond doll.

"Maybe there was just a short-circuit explosion in the battle command center, which is still dozens of meters away from the fleet command throne..."

Horatio held her in his arms and rushed into the elevator, comforting her.

But Farida had no reaction, her pupils were dilated, and if it weren't for her weak breathing, she would be no different from the deceased.

[Your Majesty the God Emperor... Could it be that Lieutenant General Hood...]

Horatio didn't dare to think that his comfort to Farida was not convincing at all.

Commodore Peru gasped, and all the officers on the bridge felt uneasy in their hearts. No one knew what had just happened on the Sacred Will.

——

Dozens of battleships formed an expedition-level scale, surrounding the Retribution-class battleships.

During this period, small aircraft flew around and boarded the ship.

There were still sounds of exchanges of fire on some decks, but it had calmed down.

But the end of the suppression of the mutiny does not mean the end of the whole thing.

The officers and soldiers of the Imperial Navy were extremely busy.

The damage control troops supported by each ship, as well as those who survived the Sacred Will, wore void fireproof suits and fired fire-extinguishing shells at the fire, sprayed out water shields with high-pressure water cannons, charged inside against the blazing flames, and then cut off. source of fire.

The search team stepped on the gray and black fire-extinguishing foam mixed on the ground and searched in the dark bridge.

It was a mess inside, with nothing but ashes and debris.

All the central sensors in the entire war situation center were scrapped, and the machine soul seemed to have lost its brain and kept crackling.

Although the entire huge void battleship appears to be intact, it has essentially lost its combat capability.

The huge explosion penetrated the entire bridge, shattered dozens of decks, and formed a terrifying abyssal black hole that led directly to the bottom cabin.

"Have you found Lieutenant General Hood?" Admiral Vinasca Katalia in the hologram asked with a pale face and a serious tone.

"The bridge has suffered a structural collapse. Lieutenant General Hood's life or death is uncertain... but judging from the situation inside... there is almost no possibility of survival." Several chief officers of the interception fleet reported in the holographic communication channel.

"We will have people search all the blasted decks. Although it will take a lot of time, we will definitely find traces of Lieutenant General Hood...even the corpse." Commander Elphinstone promised.

Lieutenant General Samuel Hood, Lieutenant General Alexander Hood's brother, said not a word.

Under great grief and indignation, the navy leader could not utter any words that could express his mood at this time.

From the day he and his brother boarded the ship at a young age, they were prepared for sudden death or disappearance.

He knew very well that due to the powerful ship-borne weapons of the enemy and our navies, it was not always possible to find the body.

But he didn't expect it to be so sudden, not even during a fleet battle.

The prestigious Lieutenant General Alexander Hood was lost in the explosion.

He couldn't accept this reality.

"Your Majesty the God Emperor..." Admiral Katalia rubbed her temples with her thumbs and said in extreme distress:

"What a terrible day. Even if Vice Admiral Hood's life or death is uncertain, the expedition will continue, and the Fortress Fleet needs us."

"I will lead the fleet there." Rodney, the most senior among them, snorted coldly:

"Do these chaotic scum think that by killing the commander of the expedition fleet, they can stop his holy navy?! Absolutely impossible!"

The veteran with a weather-beaten face straightened his collar: "I hope that when I return in triumph, Abyss Port will have changed its circumstances and come out of such a bad situation."

"We will do our best." Admiral Katalia greeted Admiral Rodney: "When you are ready for the expedition, go to Lucius to join the fleet."

"I'm ready now. Goodbye, colleagues, I will sail directly to Lucius." The veteran said resolutely.

Other commanders stood up from the command throne and saluted General Rodney.

——

Farida slept on the bed in the bedroom, covering her head with a quilt.

From time to time you can hear sobbing coming from inside.

Horatio sat on the sofa beside the bed, keeping her company.

As the refreshing effect of the drug wore off, he felt a sense of exhaustion and sadness accompanied by the intoxication of alcohol, leaving him in a state of ecstasy where dreams and reality intertwined.

Even so, he still paid attention to the search messages in the communication.

He didn't believe that Lieutenant General Hood died like this.

They put in so much effort and did so much today.

Is His Majesty the God-Emperor really unwilling to open his eyes and look over from the Golden Throne?

It's obviously a glorious victory, but why can't I feel the honor and joy?

The enemies and backstabbing in the dark, as well as the treacherous plots and methods, made Horatio feel like he had lost the battle, and he couldn't feel comfortable.

With the help of alcohol and unexpressable emotions, he sang a cappella in a low voice, caressing her back, calming her sadness, and focusing his own emotions and increasingly divergent attention.

Those lyrics from "Mobius."

For some reason, this moment came to mind unconsciously.

"Suddenly, my paradise collapsed and fell into the abyss."

"I can never see a winner in this game"

'Everything has changed'

"Everything I do is for a better tomorrow, for all of us"

"When I leave, please think of the moment when I shined brightly"

"I will burn all the good qualities that still exist in me"

"I will destroy this dark Möbius strip"

As the anger surged in his heart, his eyes became colder and colder as he sang each word.

Teeth clenched and crunched, fists clenched.

"They stole my happiness"

"Everything has disappeared now, and hatred brings me the only warmth."

"Never Forgive"

"Got to regain my focus, just find a better way"

"Expectation will roar into the wind until everything changes from the inside out..."

Under Horatio's oath-like singing, Farida's sobs disappeared unconsciously.

Her green eyes were wide open, staring blankly into the darkness under the quilt.

These emotional sentences gradually lingered in her mind, like the guidance of a glow, and gradually transformed into a clear and clear idea.

'They stole my happiness... Hatred brings me the only warmth... I can never forgive...'

'Tears solve nothing. I will take revenge... take revenge on all those who tore my family apart. ’

Her eyes opened wider and wider, raging anger burning in them.

Horatio swore secretly in his heart that he would kill all his enemies, both openly and secretly, with his own hands.

How much anger and disgust those bastards brought to him today.

Tomorrow, he will definitely intensify his efforts and make them feel the fear of punishment and the most desperate pain and torture tenfold.

"Farida, trust me."

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said horribly:

"I will break this dark Möbius strip and use the only and correct way to solve all this."

Again, as readers know, I will not write about the poisonous knife, and Lieutenant General Hood is not dead.