"Mr. Ilshan, don't you think it's too ugly to look like a victor?" In a trance, I heard a somewhat familiar voice.

Gelmeon? That warlock of the Thousand Sons Legion? How is this possible?!

I was almost roasted to death by the flames of the torpedo explosion at a distance of 200 kilometers here, and he was only 10 kilometers away, so how could he be unharmed? Didn't you say that the armor of the battleship couldn't stop the plasma fireball at all?

"As a psyker, how can you limit your gaze to such a narrow perspective of the real world? Is it hard for us to get in and out of subspace? He asked.

Oh no, when I was unconscious, he was able to read my mind directly.

Of course, it is not difficult to enter and exit subspace, and I can now throw objects weighing tens of tons into subspace to make a teleportation over a large distance. But throwing your own body into subspace without protection? I can't even think of such a crazy move. Even if it's a spaceship for a subspace voyage, I'm going to put myself into forced sleep.

Of course, the warlocks of the Thousand Sons Legion only have ghosts wrapped in armor, and there is no such thing as flesh and blood, and they have already been polluted by the subspace, so they can enter and exit so easily.

I felt that my consciousness was gradually clear, and I suddenly felt a little strange, this time the spell backlash seemed to last for a shorter duration than the last time, and I didn't suffer too much pain, could it be that I was too completely unconscious to pay attention to the time? Or did the emperor bless me again?

"In fact, it was I who pulled you back from the brink of crisis. But if you insist on thinking that the rotting corpse on the throne is to blame, I can't justify anything. Now, Mr. Ilshan, as the victor, don't you take a look at your prey? Germion continued to answer my doubts.

There is no justification for such blatant lies. My consciousness cleared up and I could already feel Sylvia shaking and calling to me. So I opened my eyes and met the girl's anxious gaze.

"How long have I been unconscious?" I asked.

"It's only been a few minutes. The flames of the torpedo have been extinguished, do you want to go and see? Seeing that I was safe so quickly, she had a look of joy on her face.

I nodded and looked out the window. Sure enough, it was pitch black in space.

Sylvia ignited her engine, slowly flew out behind the asteroid, and pointed her nose in the direction of the enemy ship.

Although the details are too far away to be seen, it can be seen from the outline alone that the huge chaos battleship seems to have been bitten by a more huge beast, most of the amidships of the hull have disappeared, and it can even be vaguely seen that the craggy keel and ribs are exposed, and although the remaining bow and stern are still there, they have no of the hideous edges and corners of the original, and have become much more rounded, as if the surface armor has melted.

As you can imagine, just a few minutes ago, that battleship had turned into a giant oven, and the air inside was scorching like flames, and I didn't believe anything in it would have survived.

I turned my attention to the Luna-class light cruiser of the Empire, the Redemption of Heresy, which was a little further away from the site of the torpedo explosion, a full forty or fifty kilometers, and was lucky not to be hit by the plasma fireball, while the thermal radiation was mostly blocked by the Chaos battleship, so it was fortunate not to suffer much damage. Even so, some of its armor and superstructure are still showing signs of melting.

The enemy ships are over, Eddie's battleship is saved, and the battle is over, right? I let out a long sigh.

And, of course, there is a Chaos Warlock of unfathomable power hiding in the shadows. Even though he's always been keen to chat and doesn't really attack, I feel like he's a great threat - and unfortunately I don't have the strength to deal with it. …,

"Let's go," I said, referring to the heretical Redemption, "and we'll go." ”

Sylvia hesitated, not moving. Then I remembered the unhappiness she had with Eddie not long ago.

"Let's wait here, Melved Picker will be back to pick us up soon." She said.

"How long do you have to wait?"

"About two hours, they will see us destroy the enemy ships before they will return. Don't blame them for being cowardly, that's what I asked them to do. I also don't want to be a captain who sinks his own ship. She explained in a whisper.

Then wait, alas......

"But it's okay to get close to the enemy ship and take a look, right? I worked so hard to beat it like this, and I almost lost my life. It was the most glorious moment of my life. Let me take a closer look at my prey. ”

This time, Sylvia didn't want to refuse again. She pushed the joystick and flew slowly towards the enemy ship with Thunderbolt.

As the distance closed, the Chaos Battleship, which had almost become wreckage, became clear in my field of vision. It looks like a large, grotesquely shaped black fish, with a large piece of flesh bitten off by a sea monster at its fattest waist, exposing its internal bones and internal organs.

For a moment, I had an urge to board the ship and have a good souvenir to keep a souvenir to keep behind, so that I could have a memory to rely on when I was old. After all, limited by my status, it is impossible for the Empire to record this merit in my file, and I can only use myself to record this glory.

Shaking my head, I threw that wayward and ridiculous idea out of my head.

Suddenly, Sylvia let out a scream and pushed me off my lap again, and got into the fight. Following her gaze, on the side of the wreckage of the enemy ship, a subspace door was opened, and a Thunderhawk gunboat flew out of it.

How is it possible for Thunderhawk to make a subspace voyage? Clearly, there are psykers manipulating it, like I threw a torpedo into subspace and teleported.

However, twenty or thirty tons is already the limit of my teleportation, and someone in front of me has actually managed to teleport hundreds of tons of Thunder Eagle?

It wasn't very far away, and we all clearly saw the Chaos mark on the Thunderhawk's fuselage. Enemy!

Sylvia quickly made a series of maneuvers, and the Thunderbolt accelerated with difficulty, clumsily reversed direction, and fired a laser at the Thunderhawk. Even in this unfavorable state, the girl's artillery skills were still incomparably sharp, and the laser beam hit accurately.

But it was just a hit, and it didn't do any damage at all. A shield that clings to the fuselage absorbs the laser.

It's a psionic shield!

Immediately afterward, a beam of lightning shot from the Thunderhawk accurately hit the thunderbolt. I didn't feel anything unusual, but the engine of the thunderbolt was stalled.

The curse of the mechanical spirit!

The fighter was paralyzed, and I was in a state of over-spell fatigue, and we were completely ineffective, and we could only watch as the Thunder Eagle flew towards us.

"Don't worry, young man. I have no ill will towards you. In fact, your actions have proven your strength and wisdom, and congratulations on you, you have become the chosen one, and you are favored by our Lord. In time, you will join us. Endless knowledge and eternal destiny will be yours. Well, the first time we met, my brother ......"

Germion's voice, every syllable like a giant hammer striking an anvil, shook me almost without thinking.

"Shut up! Filthy traitor! You will never be able to tempt me! I put my head in my hands and yelled hoarsely with all my might, trying to overpower the voice, but to no avail.

"No, young man, keep your sanity. Don't let pride, anger, or fear dominate your heart. Only the purest reason can harness the power that comes from the Sea of Chaos. You have the talent and wisdom that most of your peers would envy, but you have not been trained enough, and the wolves have burned down the greatest library that belongs to the Empire, and the Empire can no longer truly train psionics effectively. So, if you want to learn something you can't get your hands on at the Academy, go pick up the tome from my apprentice, it's a priceless treasure for you. I hope that when we meet again, you will rise to a height high enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with me, and then I can bring you to your mentor, Master Magnus......"...,

"Shut up! Either war! Roll out! You loser! ”

"Failure? No, knowing you is an unmatched success for me. Originally, I was targeting the two young Inquisitors, but your presence was an even bigger surprise. You may think that destroying a warship is victory, but you will eventually understand that every qiē is in the plan and control of our lord Xin Liezhi! ”

The moment the thunderbolt and the thunder eagle passed by, I involuntarily raised my head and looked out through the cabin cover, and it happened that a pair of eyes also lit up from the porthole of the thunder eagle, like a candle flame in the darkness, swaying. I understood that at that moment, he also saw my appearance clearly.

Then, the opposite thunderbolt and the thunder eagle are getting farther and farther away.

"Before parting, I have to say one more thing," said Germion, who had not spoken for a long time, and could easily find an opportunity to say never, "your taste in clothes is terrible. ”

I couldn't help but look at myself, the standard green Cadian soldier uniform, the standard green Cadian helmet, the armed belt, the tactical vest, the goggles, the breathing mask, nothing out of the ordinary, if this kind of outfit is very tasteless, there are millions of people in Kadian who are just as tasteless as me.

Sylvia easily restarted the engine and turned around to fire another shot, only to see another subspace door open in the distance, and Thunderhawk disappeared inside.

"Coward......" she muttered, turning her attention to me, "how are you?" What you were yelling at just now, did you have some hallucinations? ”

"Hmm...... But it's okay. "I was casually perfunctory.

Contact with the subspace is a very strict thing. If it is an ordinary soldier of the Defense Forces, once any form of contact with the subspace occurs, whether it is visual hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, or gibberish, there is only one end, and that is to be given the mercy of the emperor - in other words, to be shot. Although the psyker is a little more lenient, if you run into a more stern commissar......

"Well, anyway, we're finally victorious, and we're still alive. Now cheer me up, we're going to the heretic redemption. She seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness of her encounter with Lei Ying, and was full of energy again.

Hey, why did you change your mind?

"I can't help it, I just noticed the rest of our air, and it seems that I can't hold on to the return of Melved Picker." She explained.