Chapter 311: Curator of the Warband Think Tank
Extreme Star Field, Yashan Star Area, Qiaoglis.
Horqin prairie, boundless sea of grass.
A group of Storm Prophets sat in a circle, meditating with their eyes closed. The breeze blew through the sea of grass, the meadows rose and fell like green waves, and the Storm Prophets were old and generally of Oriental appearance. But among them, there was a Storm Prophet with a very young face and a peculiar appearance.
Tan skin, black curly hair, high nose and deep eyes.
This is a Space Marine without a name.
He only had a Korqin nickname: Tengyur.
It means "reincarnated person".
As we all know, White Scar is a Space Mongol, a Space Wolf is a Space Viking, and an Ultramariner is a Space Roman. Many people will think that the Thousand Sons are space Egyptians because of the famous Scarab Terminator Guard of the Thousand Sons Legion.
But actually, strictly speaking.
Chiko should be considered a space Persian.
Tengjur is a very standard Persian look, of course, in the Warhammer 40K universe, this is called Prospero look, he looks very different from the surrounding Chogris, but he is also dressed as a Storm Prophet:
The MK8 Chaos Power Armor is covered with layers of animal fur, and is decorated with knots, wooden amulets, and various bone artifacts around the shoulder armor and breastplate, more like a steppe shaman than a space marine.
"Hoo ......"
Danjur exhaled softly.
Then he slowly opened his black eyes.
"How's it going, Tengyur?"
The eldest Storm Prophet closed his eyes and asked:
"Feel the call of the way to heaven?"
"I feel it."
Danjur replied with a wry smile:
"The call is getting stronger and stronger every day, and I'm afraid I'll get lost in this path sooner or later, really."
"Don't worry."
The Storm Prophet smiled and opened his eyes, saying:
"You are one of the most powerful space marines I have ever seen, you don't even need to meditate to feel the path to heaven, you have to be good at using your talent, not resist it and be afraid of it, you should have said ......"
"I know, you've said it many times."
Tengjur reluctantly took over the conversation and said:
"The great Yasugai once said that the two worst mistakes that mankind has ever made were to pretend that the path to heaven did not exist, and to embark on it."
"Yes, exactly."
The Storm Prophet smiled.
The white scar traditionally refers to the immaterial realm as the "Path to Heaven". This quote is very classic, and it represents two wrong directions: First, pretending that the path to heaven does not exist, referring to the imperial truth written by the emperor, and deceiving himself and forcibly denying the existence of subspace and psionic energy. Second, embarking on this path refers to a series of serious consequences caused by the bottomless abuse of psionic energy by the Thousand Sons Legion.
This quote is also often quoted by Chagatai, and it represents a kind of middle-of-the-road Eastern philosophical concept that is rare in the Warhammer 40K universe: impartiality, not going to extremes, restraining desires, reverence for nature, and taking in moderation.
After the burning of Prospero, except for the lone seedling of Revel Avida, who later became the founder of the Grey Knights, known as the "Perfect Thousand Sons", the rest of the surviving Thousand Sons wizards were almost wiped out in the face of the corrupt bewitchment of the Chaos Evil God, especially Tzeentch, and none of them could withstand the corrosion. In contrast, during the entire Horus Rebellion, not a single Storm Prophet of the White Scar Legion descended into chaos.
The psionic performance on the battlefield of the Storm Prophet may not be as devastating as that of the Thousand Sons Wizard.
But the Storm Prophets never fell, and they never fell into chaos for the next 10,000 years.
"But the road to heaven has brought me pain."
Tengjur shook his head with a wrinkled face and said:
"I always had a feeling that I could change everything around me as I wanted, whether it was plants, trees, rocks, people and animals, and shape them into whatever I wanted, and I was afraid that I would not be able to control myself."
"Then I'll tell you another story."
The Old Storm Prophet said slowly:
"Or about Tarihutai Yesugai, the greatest storm prophet in the history of the White Scar."
Hearing this, the other storm prophets around them opened their eyes and quietly listened to the elder's words:
When he was sixteen years old, he had completed his spiritual awakening, and he dreamed in a dream that a monster with a bull's head, a hawk's head, a snake's head, and a fish's head had found him, and asked him to drink the red liquid from the wine glass in his hand over and over again, but he knew that the comer was not good, so he did not drink it. Then out of his back came a man dressed in golden light, and he should not have been able to see his face clearly, but he sensed that the four monsters showed a certain fear and disgust for this golden presence. Even if the golden figure didn't speak, he knew that he would offend him greatly if he drank that glass, but in order not to anger the four terrible monsters, he refused with a small sip. The four monsters then left angrily, leaving the golden figure beside him. ”
The breeze continued to blow across the vicissitudes of the Storm Prophet's faces, blowing the black hair that hung down from their sideburns, and there was a smell of grass in the wind, and a faint fragrance of wildflowers.
"What do you think this story illustrates?"
The Storm Prophet turned to look at Tengyur.
"It shows that Tarihutai Yesu should be a cunning person who is good at offending both sides."
Danjur nodded and said.
"Hahahaha!"
The Storm Prophet threw up his head and burst into a loud laugh:
"That's right. But what I want to tell you is that Tengur, your talent is a gift from subspace, and you don't have to reject it altogether or accept it entirely, you can choose to try it out, just as you should have done. It depends on your will. ”
"I see, Master."
Tengyur nodded solemnly.
The gloom between Danjur's eyebrows dissipated slightly, but his heart was still full of confusion at this time.
The biggest problem that bothers him is not too strong a talent, but his own identity.
To this day, one of the key questions that Tengyur still hasn't fully figured out is: Who am I?
"Tengyur" was just a nickname, in fact he had no idea who he was, and Aoyama Khan did not hide it in the slightest, telling him all about his background:
He is not a natural person but a clone, and the cloned object is a powerful warrior of the Thousand Sons - Amon, nicknamed "The Eye of the Black Crow", the commander of the Ninth Society of the Thousand Sons Legion, the commander-in-chief of the Order of the Blind, and Magnus's personal attendant. Not only that, but the genetic seed he used to promote to a space soldier also came from Amon. It was Aoyama Khan who discovered him from the depths of the warship of the Thousand Sons Wizard Kteshas - apparently the Chaos Wizard wanted to perfectly replicate the new "Amon". Unfortunately, this plan was eventually ruined by Aoyama Khan at the time, so that he was saved from the fate of becoming another person. Tengyur had not participated in any of the battles between the Brotherhood of the Divine Machines and the Iron Float Warband, and Aoyama Khan had only sent him to Chogris to learn from the Storm Prophet.
More than ten years have passed.
In the past ten years, "Tengyur" has been studying psionic knowledge diligently every day. Astarte has ganglion, a modified organ, and it stands to reason that he doesn't dream easily. But he dreamed almost every night, that he was a native of Prospero and a citizen representative of the commune of Tizca, the City of Light. He dreamed that he had picked up a giant red baby on the planet and raised the baby to adulthood, from teaching the baby magic to learning magic from him in turn, the giant baby was named "Magnus...... He dreamed of the burning fire and the ferocious wolf, he dreamed of the exile of others and self-exile, he dreamed of Azak Ahriman and his scarlet spell: tens of thousands of comrades turned into a puppet with no flesh and only armor in the light......
Tengjur was tormented by dreams.
He couldn't tell who he really was.
Even so, Danjur is outrageously powerful. On the one hand, he learns the psionic science of the White Scar Storm Prophet. On the other hand, he was able to recall all the knowledge of the Crow School among the Five Sects of the Thousand Sons Legion just by dreaming. And one point that many people will overlook:
Tengjur has undergone an additional three surgical transformations invented by Aoyama Khan, and has awakened his spiritual energy for the second time.
He's a brand new all-alien Space Marine.
When Tanjur easily defeated the White Scar Chief Storm Prophet in a psionic duel three years ago, Chagatai learned that Tanjur's genetic seeds came from the Thousand Sons Legion, and he was quite emotional: he said that he and Magnus were very good friends.
In the process of studying in Chogris, Tengjur has always comforted himself: I am not a thousand sons of Amon, I am a warrior of the Iron Float, and I am a member of the command of Aoyama Khan. In this way, he wanted to regain and strengthen his identity. Unfortunately, just ten years ago, Danjur was shocked by the bad news from Ilya:
The Iron Float Warband is engulfed by a subspace storm.
As a result, his warband lost contact completely.
He was on the verge of a breakdown.
Even the last identity is gone.
The Old Storm Prophet quietly looked at the young Thousand Sons warrior opposite him who was once again closing his eyes and meditating into a state of meditation, he clearly knew every problem that was bothering the other party, but he could neither do anything nor want to intervene, because it was his own heart and mind, and he had to wait for him to figure it out.
The Storm Prophet looked up at the sky in the distance.
In the clear blue sky, the clouds are sparse and drifting.
Suddenly, a smile tugged at the corner of the Storm Prophet's mouth.
"Get up, Tengjur."
The Old Storm Prophet spoke suddenly.
Tengjur slowly opened his eyes.
"It's time for you to leave for the Quanzhou Monastery."
The Old Storm Prophet said calmly.
Hearing this, Danjur frowned slightly:
"What does that mean, Master?"
The Storm Prophet smiled mysteriously:
"Your warlord is waiting for you there."
The Thousand Sons Warrior was stunned for a moment.
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Yashan Star District, Qiaoglis, Quanzhou.
The Inquisition cruiser arrives and is soon spotted by the White Scar fleet patrolling the system, and is asked to identify itself immediately. It can be seen that the entire Fifth War Group is still in a state of combat readiness, and it is a little vigilant and even nervous.
The Inquisition cruiser was allowed to anchor in Chogris after its identity was identified. Looking down in orbital space, Qiaogris still maintains the primitive natural features of the wild world as a whole, without experiencing any development of mountains, grasslands, rivers and oceans, and without the heavy pollution of the nest world, but also without any construction. There wasn't even a single spaceport on the entire planet, and the cruiser could only be parked above the Warband Fortress Monastery.
Fu Qinghai boarded a shuttle to the surface, and the shuttle landed in the Quanzhou Monastery in the Kuntaka Mountains. Fu Qinghai took off his ghost armor and put on the blue shell, and walked out of the cabin to find that there were already many familiar faces waiting here:
An old woman in an old military uniform.
A Leviathan-type siege dreadnought.
And lots of white scar warriors.
"Aoyama!?"
Fu Qinghai was not wearing a helmet, and when he saw his face, Ilya Ravareh immediately exclaimed, stumbling over with a stumbling pace, as if he wanted to confirm.
"Szu."
Fu Qinghai hurriedly supported the female general.
"Aoyama, are you still alive?"
Ilya looked up at Fu Qinghai's face carefully with both hands according to his armour, and said with a look of disbelief:
"Isn't the Iron Float Warband engulfed by a subspace storm? I've confirmed to the Torch Court and the Inquisition Court many times before, you've got out of the storm? ”
"I'm the only one out of trouble."
Fu Qinghai explained simply:
"It's a long story, Szu, and I'll explain it to you later. Where is the Great Khan now? ”
Fu Qinghai asked straight to the point.
He ...... He's missing. ”
Ilya said with a pained look on her face.
"Hiss......"
Fu Qinghai took a deep breath when he heard this.
Why the fuck is still one step too late?
"Chase the Dark Elves into the net?"
Fu Qinghai asked tentatively.
"Even you know?"
Ilya raised her head and asked blankly:
"I haven't even reported it to Terra yet."
Really......
Fu Qinghai scolded secretly in his heart.
But he was also puzzled in his heart: before he went to Chogris, he specially recalled the setting information in his mind, according to the normal time context of the Warhammer 40K universe, Chagatai disappeared in the period of 31, and now it is 31, why did he disappear a year in advance?
At this time, in the crowd behind Ilya Lavalre, several Storm Prophets were whispering.
"Are that people sure it's Qingshan Nayan Khan?"
A Storm Prophet asked.
"I don't know, the Iron Float has been trapped in a subspace storm for ten years, and he can do anything. Have you ever wondered why he was the only one who came out? ”
Another Storm Prophet asked rhetorically.
"We'd better be cautious."
Some people say that there is nothing wrong with being careful.
"Hmph, not really."
A muffled grunt suddenly rang out above the heads of the Storm Prophets, and a hoarse, gruff voice came from the dark observation hole of the Leviathan-type siege dreadnought.
"I don't need to bother you to do any psychic confirmation, I just looked at it, and I knew that he was still the same him, the kid I brought back from the colonial stronghold!"
Dreadnought said with a hum.
I could hear the displeasure in his voice.
Several Storm Prophets looked at each other.
"As you say, Ogedai Nayan Khan."
A storm prophet said respectfully.
"The Great Khan confronted both the stragglers of the traitor army and the slave raiders of the Dark Eldarns. He fought against a powerful Dark Spirit Lord in the world of Cruhill V, and disappeared in pursuit of the Xenomorphs and deep into the web. ”
Ilya Lavalre recounts the situation.
"One of the Dark Elves conspirators, claiming he's here for you, Aoyama. He wantonly disseminated video materials and audio messages of the massacre and torture of the residents of the Star Sector in the Yashan Star Zone, using horrific and outrageous methods, and even mentioned your name by name in the video footage. ”
Ilya Lavare reminded.
"Mention my name?"
Fu Qinghai was slightly stunned when he heard this.
"Yes, he said he wanted revenge on you."
Ilya nodded in affirmation:
"It also aroused the interest of the Great Khan."
Fu Qinghai searched around in his mind.
"Ah, I remember."
Fu Qinghai suddenly realized:
He had just acquired an Emperor-class battleship to escort Master Quintor aboard a Goliath-class factory ship and countless Imperial transports to the Frontier Sector. The Goliath-class factory ship was a cosmic bait, attracting the attention of a host of enemies, including the Orks Bloodaxe Pirates, the Midnight Lords of Chaos, and the Dark Eldar Slave Fleet, but they were all defeated by Aoyama Khan one by one.
The Dark Eldar Battleship is the last enemy.
At that time, there was indeed a Dark Spirit captain who spoke:
I want to come to the White Scar Territory Yashan Star District to find a field!
That guy...... It turned out to be him!
In this way, could it be that the genetic prototype entered the network to hunt down the spirit race a year in advance, and this series of butterfly effects was actually because of the dark spirit race I drove away many years ago?
The expression on Fu Qinghai's face kept changing.
"What's his name?"
Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes and asked coldly.
"He said his name was 'Frasque Malidrach,' and that he was the self-proclaimed 'murderous prince of the Comorian poison crown,' and that he was the consul of the shaved flesh and blood skull."
Ilya Lavare said with a glance.
"Good, good, Comoros."
Fu Qinghai's teeth rubbed and his tone was calm.
He clenched the spirit bone talisman in his hand.
Other races can't control you, forget it.
Lao Tzu can enter the network and still can't control you?
Wait for me! What bullshit murder prince.
Sooner or later, I'll free up my hands to clean up these little bastards.
"Stinky Boy !!"
There was a buzzing sound in the distance.
Fu Qinghai raised his head and looked over, a siege dreadnought mecha walked over with two "arms", and the huge mechanical claws stepped on the smooth stone slab ground "bang".
"Boss, long time no see, are you okay?"
Fu Qinghai nodded and said hello.
A shout of "boss" made the dreadnought mecha's heart bloom.
Ogedai Nayan Khan laughed and said:
"Don't worry about it, Lao Tzu is so good."
"But!"
The dreadnought mecha turned around and said in a deep voice:
"I was woken up from a dark slumber, and then suddenly I was told by these guys that Lao Tzu's genetic protogenes were gone! It puts me in a very bad mood, you know kid? Whatever you do, you'll have to be responsible for getting him back, or you'll never go back to Chogris! ”
Wokotai threatened word by word.
"I see, boss, leave it to me."
Fu Qinghai took the matter down without saying a word.
"Good, I'll go back to sleep."
The dreadnought was about to turn around and leave.
"No hurry, boss, wait."
Fu Qinghai raised his hand to stop Wokotai.
The dreadnought twisted the fuselage and turned back.
Fu Qinghai looked at Ilya Lavalre:
"Sizu, who is the current leader of the White Scar Battle?"
"Shaban Khan."
Ilya Ravare says:
"I appointed, and they all agreed."
"Okay, where is he now?"
Fu Qinghai nodded and asked again.
"He's in the patrol fleet in the Yashan Star Zone."
Ilya replied honestly.
"Inform the Khan of the Shaiban to come back, and in addition, please help me inform the Destroyer Warband, the Marauder Warband, the Berserker Warband, and the Stormlord Warband, and the four White Scars will rush back to Chogris in the shortest possible time."
Fu Qinghai looked serious and said in a deep voice:
"I have something big to announce."
…………
1. "Tengyur" means "reincarnated spirit child" in Tibetan.
2. Strictly speaking, the Thousand Sons Legion has six schools, as introduced earlier, the "Aquila School" where Tysas is located was banned by Magnus because it was too dangerous, and later the Thousand Sons Legion declared the five schools to the outside world.
3, the short story of the Storm Brotherhood, which describes the golden figure as the "cold golden sun", this classic imperial title was first from the mouth of the Swift.
(End of chapter)