While the combined fleets of the Necronomicon and the Federation are shuttling through the real universe, the defenders of the Empire are still struggling to fight despair on the other side. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Blood Angels and the Flesh Rippers fought hard, but no matter how violent and stubborn they fought, the fearless Tyrann, driven by the will of the hive, pushed unstoppably until they reached the port of Hloth, the capital of the Flower Star on the other side.

Dante, the Lord of the Blood Angels Warband, the successor of St. Giles, stared solemnly at the tattered map in front of him, and there was no doubt that the situation in front of him was hopeless, and the Blood Angels worked with the remaining Cadian to repel every wave of the Tyranid swarm, but it didn't change the situation.

Billions of swarms are lurking on the planet, and the hive's fleet is surrounding it. Dante knew that they wouldn't stand a chance unless a miracle struck.

The thought of retreat gradually came to his mind, yes, Dante had been in charge of the warband for centuries, he knew what he had to do, and he knew when the battle was a sure deathmatch, and now the Blood Angels were not strong enough to reverse the defeat...... Perhaps it would be wise to further reassemble all the forces that the Blood Angels could gather in Baal? Dante wasn't sure he couldn't just abandon Hades out of duty, but reason told him he might have to.

Hesitation and frustration are tearing at the warlord's heart, just as Tyron from the outside world is tearing at the world...... He must make a decision as soon as possible, whether to fight or go, otherwise, soon he will not have the right to make a choice.

Dante took a deep breath, his face was covered in a golden mask, so no one could tell his state of mind, and just as Dante looked at the map again, a metal crash sounded from outside the command bunker.

"Commander Dante." An emotionless voice said as a technical sergeant in red armor and wielding a pair of mechanical prosthetics behind his back walked in, his face also covered under the mask, and processed cold words came out of his mouth, "We have found some anomalous signals, coming from within the galaxy. ”

The technical sergeant stepped forward quickly and took out a data tablet: "There is an electromagnetic shadow that is coming straight to us through the alien sea of living insects at quadrant speed, and the Tyranid fleet seems to be starting to react to them, there is no doubt that they ...... Wait a minute. The techno-sergeant stopped suddenly, and he looked at the tablet carefully, and a new signal came from the shadows.

This abrupt signal was marked by an unmistakable High Gothic, with unmistakable code words known only to the Angels of the Holy Blood and their children, and only the children of St. Giles knew these code words, and the one who uttered them...... But it has long been considered by the Holy Blood Angel to have disappeared from the universe forever.

"The weepers of yester, the remodelers of today, have been called to fight in the defence of Baal. Live up to the blood of St. Giles. Dante said this sentence slowly, word by word, but there were waves in his heart.

This fleet ...... It is the weepers. Where did they come from and where did they go before? Dante knew they were involved in the conspiracy, and he knew that they had overcome the black fury and crimson hunger that had plagued the Blood Angels for thousands of years.

But they come at this moment, and with technology that does not belong to the empire?

"My lord, the second message." The technical sergeant reminded and pointed to the tablet.

Dante stared at the second message.

"In the name of Setopia, we bring new allies."

Dante momentarily felt that this might be a big joke.

Setopia, yes, Dante knows the name, and he knows what the name accompanies it.

Dark remnants, this is what the empire calls this group of ancients from the other side of the starry sea, they chased Tyren to the galaxy, and have been far away from the reach of the empire, but from time to time send incredibly powerful fleets to shuttle between the galaxies to hunt Tyranny's hive fleet, in the more than 200 years since Tyrann came, Dante has also encountered them, under the premise of having a common enemy, Dante can still cooperate with mechanical aliens, not to mention these ancients, And when they killed Tyron, they vanished as they claimed.

Dante had heard rumors that Space Marines were said to have been cornered and not accepted by the Empire after being ruthlessly banished or exiled by the Empire (which Dante was often indignant about), but also refused to fall into chaos. As a result, they chose to leave the light of the Torch and go to the Dark Remnant, and there have even been eyewitness reports of warbands that the Empire thought were long gone, with much larger size, new livery and armor, and a large fleet like ghosts, occasionally appearing within the Empire's borders to save the Empire's world from danger and leave silently.

What Dante did not expect was that the weepers, whom he thought were long gone, the forgotten sons of St. Giles, would now answer his call...... And with darkness as his body, he returned again.

Dante observes the approaching shadows through his hologram, and the Data Sergeant projects the latest image.

Based on the data transmitted from the Blood Angel warships in orbit, he could see clearly what was flying by: crescent-shaped battleships, their pure black figures darker than the void because they obscured the stars

And next to these crescent ships, there are streamlined warships that are also jet black but with red edges, and their hulls have a smooth aesthetic.

With only a few clues, it was enough for Dante, who, based on his centuries of experience, recognized the ships as soon as he saw them - the streamlined ones belonged to the Dark Remnants and Weepers (who now called themselves the Reshapers), and the Crescent ships, the space necrons.