in subspace.

A small fleet of three cruisers without the Geller force field turned on was sailing.

Kteshas was sitting in his meditation room, reading silently with an ancient book in his hand.

The demons' long, complex, strangely pronounced real names often contain some kind of magic.

While other wizards control demons by tying their real names to hard-copy carriers such as spellbooks, Kortesus trains them through memory - after learning and remembering their real names, he "splits" them into fragments and effectively "forgets" them until he needs to recall and summon a demon.

However, this incident seems to have taken a toll on his physique, making him look even older and weaker than the other legions' Space Marines.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk."

There was a knock on his hatch.

Tysas pulled his thoughts out of his memory training and looked at the door with a disgruntled expression.

But he knew that no one would dare to disturb him unless something important happened.

The Chaos Wizard stood up, and the hatch slid open.

The captain bowed his head respectfully:

"My lord, in a minute you will be jumping out of the subspace."

It was a heavily mutated mortal who was still wearing the elaborate captain's uniform of the Prospero period, with a blue fabric body, gilded hook edges, and intricate patterns, with the symbols of the Bright Feather School, which was once one of the five schools of the Thousand Sons Legion.

But the coat was open, and the mortal captain was bare-chested, his skull protruding and elongated, his face with a hard yellow beak, antelope-like curved horns on the top of his head, ugly feathered stubble on his brow bone, and several metal tubes for implants attached to the back of his head.

"Okay, Andrew."

Ktesha replied.

He stepped out of the meditation room and onto the bridge.

The scene outside the porthole as the Chaos Wizard silently watched.

This time, the message for help came from the Iron Warriors of the Fourth Legion.

Tyshas had no previous dealings with the sons of the Iron Lord, but he had heard of their ways.

During the Great Expedition, the Iron Warriors were known for hating psionic abilities and hating psionic abilities, believing only in their own heavy artillery, tanks, and warships, and were unwilling to try unknown and mysterious powers.

Even though Perturabo had ascended to become the Demon Prince, and enchanted warriors began to appear among the Iron Warriors, they still hated mutation, preferring to cut off the mutated parts and replace them with hard, cold mechanical prostheses rather than embrace the power of mutation.

This is clearly contrary to the teachings of the Demon Lord of Change.

Kteshas thought silently.

How will they welcome us?

How am I going to deal with these Fallen Angel blood relatives who are also in the Chaos camp?

"Sneer......"

Tysus shook his head.

It's time to show these foolish people with their brains stuffed with scrap metal the mysteries of change and the power of psionic powers.

If they obediently hand over the STC as a reward for the rescue, I can spare them from dying, otherwise...... Let them disappear into this nameless feudal world with the white scars.

Kteshas secretly set the tone.

The subspace engine tore open the curtain of reality, and a dazzling light filled in front of the porthole, and the battleship was about to return to the real universe.

Three warships appeared in the dark depths of the galaxy's periphery.

When I saw the huge circular space station on the way, it rolled and instantly filled the entire view of the porthole of the bridge.

Suddenly Kteshas realized.

Thinking too much about yourself.

……

"Drip, drip, drip, drip!"

Sirens sounded throughout the bridge, flashing red and dark.

"Impact warning, impact warning!"

The mortal crew was in disarray, scurrying around like headless flies.

"My lord, the fuel line is warming up, and the Void Shield cannot be activated for the time being!"

"My lord, let's smash it with light spears and macro cannons, and then crash straight into it!"

"My lord, two cruisers are waiting for your instructions."

"Order a fire, my lord!"

The advice of countless mortal officers resounded around in a mess.

"No!"

Kteshas came to his senses in an instant and commanded loudly:

"Stop sending energy to the Void Shield, the sub-light engine is at full power, and the three warships turn to evade on their own!"

Hit hard with the hull? Are you kidding.

Zoom in to the scale of the planet.

A giant doughnut crashes into three short pencils.

Each of the three cruisers chose one direction to evade, the steering rudder pulled to the fullest, the tail spewing a huge amount of plasma flames, the deck and keel emitting an overwhelmed moan, the cacophony of stress and deformation echoed through all the cabins, the servants staggered to and from side to side, and the connecting lines burst into sparks.

Kteshas personally steered the wheel, and although the speed of the space station was not fast, but the slender and huge super-large cruiser, the turning radius was much larger than that of a small warship, and he made a bold decision: slightly modify the direction of the voyage, and pass through the middle of the circular space station without making a large-scale maneuver!

The oversized cruiser snaked through the void like a clumsy fat snake.

A shadow hung over the bridge.

Everyone looked up, and the facilities on the surface of the space station were close at hand.

It worked!

We're coming through!

Danger after risk.

The people on board didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Bang-"

Loud tremors and rattles came down the hull.

The continuous tremors made everyone unsteady.

When the shaking finally ended, Ktesus suddenly turned his head to look at the holographic projection projected on the table, a part of the building at the top of the bridge, several plasma vents at the tail of the battleship, and a group of light spear arrays on the side of the ship, all of which were gone.

"Look, my lord!"

The captain stretched out his hand and pointed out the window.

Kteshas turned his head to see that one light cruiser was about to be out of danger, and the other light cruiser ...... It has been completely integrated with the space station.

Like a short pencil stuck in a doughnut.

Scattered in space was a mass of debris from the cruiser and the space station, like a diffuse cloud of metal junk, obscuring the view of everyone on the bridge, there was no sound in space, and no matter how earth-shattering the collision was, it was so quiet that Certesus could not imagine the disaster and pain they had suffered, and only the twisted and bent hull could be faintly seen through the shards of steel.

The light of the stars slowly spilled in from afar.

Reflected in this cloud of metal debris, it sparkles, like a dream, and it is fascinating.

Kteshas could clearly see the shattered corpse in power armor floating silently in the clouds.

"My lord, call the Flash Spire, but no one answers."

The captain bowed his bird's head and said bitterly.

Kteshas looked out the window and said nothing.

For a moment, how he wished that he was not the Bright Feather School that was good at biochemical psionic energy, but the Black Crow School who was good at prophecy psionic energy, so that he might be able to predict the coming of the impact and save an entire cruiser's battle brothers.

"Why... Squeak......"

Kytesus heard his teeth clenched.

Although he didn't know how accurately the enemy had predicted the arrival of his fleet, and even the time and place, the Chaos Wizard knew that it was definitely a man-made impact.

"White Scar ......"

A vicious growl squeezed out from between his teeth.

…………

Fu Qinghai was sitting upright in the rotating chair of the captain's room, doing an exciting activity-

Blind box unboxing!

A bloodstained tattered robe was laid out in front of the desk.

It was an alchemist's clothes.

There is a pocket sewn on the inside of the garment, and the inside is solidified with a seamless stretch charm.

Fu Qinghai was glad that this pocket was not crushed by his chainsaw sword, otherwise the loot gained in this battle would be greatly reduced.

Muggles can also use magical items, but only those that do not require magical support.

Fu Qinghai first turned himself into the size of a normal human being, and then put his hand into his pocket and pulled it around, and one item after another was taken out.

Two sets of matching black metal mechanical prosthetics.

Several manuscripts and books made up of old paper.

A cube cone that resembles a small pyramid.

Plus a lightsaber already worn on Lawster's body, a golden fingered tiger, and a box of screaming beetles.

That's all the money from the genius alchemist Lauster Caudle Grey.

"Are you sure there's nothing else in his cabin?"

Fu Qinghai turned his head and asked.

"Sure, no."

Zhang Yuning said.

How poor...... Fu Qinghai sighed.

A generation of alchemy masters has fallen to this point, and it seems that the bounty wanted of the Zero Realm Guild still has some effect.

Let's look at them one by one.

The mechanical prosthetic that Raust tailored for himself was not interesting, it was not as strong as the Iron Hand Legion, Fu Qinghai couldn't use it and couldn't look down on it, and these things were first abandoned by Fu Qinghai.

The Golden Finger Tiger and the Screaming Beetle can greatly make up for Fu Qinghai's passivity in the face of subspace creatures, but the Finger Tiger needs to be amplified by the Pym Ray Pistol before it can be worn by Fu Qinghai in the form of a star marine.

Good stuff.

Then, a lightsaber with a silver hilt.

Fu Qinghai pressed the button hidden at the bottom, and the bright red blade stretched out, twisting and steaming the air around him.

Red lightsaber, the symbol of the Sith.

Anakin Skywalker's apprentice, Ahsoka Tano, once purified a Sith lightsaber, and the lightsaber purified by her Force took on a white blade, but Fu Qinghai didn't know how she operated it.

He didn't even know how to inject the Force into his lightsaber.

"Ugh."

Fu Qinghai sighed.

If only Old Man Hu Xian was here.

This is the first lightsaber that Fu Qinghai obtained, although in terms of size, it is not suitable for space marines, but Fu Qinghai is still very curious, and asked the space ape on the scientific research ship to come over with tools, Fu Qinghai divided the lightsaber into a bunch of small parts.

Fu Qinghai picked up a red diamond-shaped crystal with tweezers and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

Kaiber Crystal.

If it is not necessary, unless it is compelled to do so, Fu Qinghai will not use other people's lightsabers.

Lightsaber is a very particular thing, whether it is a Jedi or a Sith, you have to tailor your own lightssaber according to your own will, and the lightsaber is to the Jedi Knight, just like power armor is to the Space Marine.

In the words of Darth Bane: A lightsaber is an extension of the Sith warrior's body, a limb that can be moved and positioned without thinking, and losing a lightsaber feels as uncomfortable as being amputated.

Fu Qinghai and Shi Lan comprehensively analyzed and concluded that the structure of the lightsaber, the energy storage unit, the emission matrix, the magnetic field emission ring and the concentrating crystal, all of which do not matter, can be copied with the materials in the Warhammer 40K universe and the ingenuity of one person and one monkey, but this Kaiber crystal is the key that cannot be copied.

The Jedi used natural crystals mined in the Ilen Mine Caves, and the Sith Knights used artificial crystals from processing raw materials in furnaces.

As to which is better, artificial crystals or natural crystals, the Jedi and the Sith have their own theories.

Darth Bane believes that the red lightsaber is powerful enough to easily shatter the Jedi's green and blue lightsabers, proving that artificial creations can outperform any natural product!

According to Quinlan Wirth, this is the Sith's wishful thinking, red lightsabers are easily damaged in combat, artificial crystals are unstable, and the Force will shatter into several pieces if the Force is too strong.

Luke Skywalker believes that natural crystals are more helpful in connecting the Force to lightsabers.

Of course, Fu Qinghai chose to listen to Lu Ritian.

After observing, Fu Qinghai handed the artificial crystal back to Shi Lan, and the space ape was ingenious, and the lightsaber was assembled in its original form in minutes.

In the end, Fu Qinghai took out the pile of manuscripts and books that looked very old.

The first book, written in an unknown alien script, Fu Qinghai couldn't understand it, so he gave up after turning a few pages.

The manuscript at the back is a number of sheets of paper of different sizes, different degrees of newness, and different handwritings, which are simply bound together with an iron ring.

Fu Qinghai frowned slightly.

This seems to be the fragments and documents of ancient books collected by Lauster himself?

There are four big characters on the cover:

Fu Qinghai's heart sank.

This is the cultivation material of the Sith warriors?

Hey, I shouldn't be looking.

If I don't look at it, no one will teach me how to use the Force.

If you read it, will you be brainwashed by the Sith Lords?

Take a look, just take a look.

You can't just look at it and fall into the dark side of the Force.

It's not Cthulhu's Star Wars again.

"Hmmm......"

Fu Qinghai thought for a moment and opened the stack of ancient books.

On the first page, a line of English comes into view:

"Peace and deception, only enthusiasm."

"Through passion, I gain strength."

"By strength, I gain power."

"By power, I will win."

"By victory, I break the shackles."

"The Force will release me."

The pen is strong, the force penetrates the back of the paper, and a domineering and arrogant spirit that is completely different from the Jedi Creed is rushing to the face.

Underneath this mottled text, there is a line of small print, judging by the freshness of the ink, which seems to be a note written by Lauster himself, which reads:

"The Force is not fire, the Force is venom."

Fu Qinghai was silent.

The Force is not fire, the Force is venom.

This sentence has been repeatedly emphasized by countless Sith Lords.

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