"The prophetic abilities of psionic energy are recognized as real by most people in the Empire. In my investigation so far, I can probably infer that the fragmented narrative of the future comes from the uncertain observation of the material world in the Supreme Heavens. That is, it is born with a disorder in time and space and an inseparable connection to reality. In other words, the gods probably already know the past and the future, any node of reality, and every minute and second in it. ”

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Excerpt from, Fragment of Ashes Burned by the Inquisition, excerpt from The Word of a Fool

The nest capital is much calmer than the Imperial Guard expected, and those nobles don't want the big disadvantage in the void to be known to the civilians, and it is a matter of course, but their stupidity is far beyond the expectations of most imperial officers, in the nest capital where a large number of mortal souls are gathered and the fish and dragons are mixed, the Imperial Guard enters it, and it is difficult to find out about 30,000 people.

With a permanent population of millions to tens of millions, the enemy has lost all means of detecting the location of the Imperial Guard, and it can be said that the Nest is their only chance to annihilate the enemy, only to be destroyed by the tacit understanding of the beastmen, but it is also reasonable, because no one can really control people's hearts, and the emperor is no different.

Accidents are like gifts prepared by God, whether they are traps or future opportunities, no one can say clearly.

As the fire bubbled in the corner of the warehouse, the Lighterin Kid counted the number of times he had eaten, it was the 60th time he had eaten since he parked, and if the eating habits of the Lettlings were concerned, dinner in the afternoon of the 15th day, except that the nest was different from the casting world he had been in, and he couldn't tell the difference between day and night, and he preferred to use this method to separate the course of time.

For half a month, half a month, the Imperial Guard did not move an inch, but the morale of this elite unit would not be affected at all because of this, but the troops composed of veteran oilmen would probably not be stable.

During this time, the legend of foreign mercenaries in the nest has been well known, some people say that there are often good veteran masters in the tavern, some people say that in the dark corners of the nest, there are murderers, fanatics, and even hidden gene stealers are tied up in it, most of them have broken their spines with their bare hands, and there are huge footprints in place, like the traces left by the Augliens.

Or someone finds that the giant spiders in the nest pipe have been eaten only the remains, which look like they have been peeled off by a knife, like Ling Chi, many spiders can be considered alive if they are not much eaten.

At this point, Lytherin Kid looked at the black chitin in his pot, which was a gift from the Katachans to him, which could add some flavor......

The soldiers also have their own lives and pursuits, they are restrained and indulgent enough, and the Lettling Kid is not an officer, he doesn't think about anything too complicated, he just waits until the soup is finished, and the soldiers use their own containers one by one, with the Glomon bacon and artificial eggs they don't know where they got, and a portion of bread made from natural wheat, to make a good dinner.

Those things may have been won in taverns, in the pockets of murderers, or in exchange for the flesh of the Great Spider, who made it their honor not to use supplies, and the soldiers formed a small internal society during this time, while each of them used their abilities to live a much better life in this nest than the average person.

But the innocuous peace and comfort of this place were quickly swept away, and after the second lieutenant had set foot in the area for a long time, he gave the order to move, and said. "Next, our goal is to escort the Evolutionary Sisterhood's cargo to the upper nest."

"Now, put away the guns and equipment, change the equipment and clothes, and let's go as mercenaries!"

"Yes! Roger that! "People are standing up, they haven't forgotten their mission, and the life of the nest capital is not bad, but it is more important to fulfill the responsibility of protecting this star sector, and secondly, Skadi is also a place they care about.

She is the conscription world of the Destruction Eagle, and it is also the home of most of the people here, which is extremely rare in the Empire, especially the Imperial Guard, which is often crowded by people from all over the world, and also makes the soldiers here show a unity that ordinary troops do not have.

The second lieutenant continued to emphasize. "Mr. Serpent, who has been helping us all this time, cannot continue to move forward, but he still arranged a fairly convenient path for us, and this escort was done with his help, and this loyal servant's help to us will be remembered by the Skadian after the war is over."

"Secondly, when we arrive at the upper nest, we need to transport those materials, to be precise, it is a huge metal box of about 6 meters, the specific details of the goods are not clear, but it is definitely not a good thing, after arriving at the upper nest, we have to tear up the contract and control the materials in our hands."

"Before that, especially before passing through the elevator, there will be no more numbers between us, companies, squads, we will become selfish ruffians and hooligans, living for money, so, put down the discipline that is essential in peacetime, until I ask you to reorganize your troops, you can only try to maintain communication and a small amount of responsibility, and when I ask that the war begin, I hope that you will become a real army." Ensign's stern demands.

"Yes! Roger that! They replied again.

"Very good, by the way, our enemy this time is probably the private soldiers of the nobles here, the state will not be much better than the local pdf, or the army of a large guild, to put it bluntly, the enemy is not the same heart, many nobles are already afraid of the investment of Bandelta, the Imperial Guard soldiers are coming to the city, they are using rebellion to get a higher value."

"In other words, the goods are so valuable that the nobles want to use them as a way to save the Empire after the Imperial Guard is in, I suspect it could be a powerful ancient relic or an STC module? No one has said this clearly, but I hope this thing will end up in our hands! ”

There are very few inspiring parts of his words, just a general experience, and the reason, most soldiers don't need to know so much, it's just that the veterans are very smart, and you don't say that they can find the problem there.

After the last reply, the Imperial Guard was methodically put together, and even without the help of professional liars, those people were able to make their own adjustments very quickly, and the shoddy automatic weapons and body armor were more than enough to deal with the ordinary people in the nest capital.

Soon the troops, the mercenaries with bad records to be exact, walked out of the sprawling warehouse, and after making a few turns in the driveway, the dark space of the nest was revealed to the people who had hired them.

Unlike most people imagine chambers of commerce or religious personnel, the members of the Sisterhood of Evolutionaries resemble scholars, and their sisters are not women, but the first woman in their order to discover the gene editing associated with STC.

During this time, this tantric organization has been trying to help people born with physical mutations caused by the harsh environment and radiation repair their genes, and it has always had a good majesty in the eyes of the lower class residents, and many nobles who have problems with their children will also ask for their help.

In the decades that Bandertar has been here, the number of mutants throughout the Engili Void has increased dramatically, and the insatiable trader's tolerance of psionics has made most of the citizens of the empire disgusted with him, but he has firmly grasped the control of most of the local guilds and nobles, and the fear left by his bloody and terrible family cleanup.

It's just that the sorority seems to have a fair degree of affinity, at least the four spokesmen it sends out, dressed in low-key brown robes, and at the same time soft-spoken and elegant, as if they were scholars on the outside.

They wore the emblem of the triangular and spiral shape on their chests, palms clasped together, and bowed slightly, as the female elder, the largest of the grades, stepped forward. "Mr. Ensign, we're ready."

At the same time, she took out a portion of the advance payment, about 30 Throne Coins, which was a black bag that felt like that of silky leather or an animal with very little fur.

"Here's our payment, and there's another 160 Throne Coins to distribute after the matter is over, you can take an inventory."

The second lieutenant directly put away the bag and put it directly into his marching bag. "It doesn't matter, I believe that Our Lady of Mercy will not deceive us poor people who make money with their lives, yes, Mama Lina, we have been very acquainted with each other during this time, thanks to the harmony of Mr. Wild Snake."

The old lady, who was called Mama, spoke. "Yes, that impressive gentleman helped us to reconcile many situations, otherwise we would not have come to an agreement in such a short time, and of course, thanks to Our Lady for her guidance."

Her words were very light, but few people knew how much sadness was behind it, during this time, the ensign helped the wild snake to spread and falsify the resumes of the mercenary team everywhere, and even made many people in taverns around the country "more" many "memories" Or the same sentence, the miracles that Throne Coins can bring are sometimes better and faster than what the emperor himself can perform.

Secondly, the restlessness of the Skadi soldiers also adds to the authenticity of many mercenary groups, plus half-truths, such as fighting in the forest world, being hired to explore the ruins of a shipwreck, fighting gene stealers, and recently encountering the beastmen in the nest.

The second lieutenant is the de facto first contact, and his memories can be solved as long as he erases the Imperial Guard's weapons and equipment, which are much better than mercenaries, and reduces the size of the battlefield, and as for the more detailed resume, location, and mercenary, Mr. Wild Snake can solve it.

Even so, it would not be easy to obtain this suspicious order, and if it weren't for the fact that the Serpent's local sphere of influence and most people did not know about the monstrous secrets that might exist behind this seemingly ordinary order, the hiring would probably have failed.

But the emperor blessed, and the result was good, and the mission turned into a trip for rats and cats, asked the ensign. "Where did your cargo stop?" Time.

She spoke. "In a strictly secret place, you will have to wait a little before we activate those things, but remember, as long as we can get close to the cargo, other soldiers and personnel can only get close to the cargo for 50 meters, and in wartime due to accidents can enter 20 meters, but it must not be too close, otherwise we have the right to reduce the rest of the mercenary fee."

The second lieutenant nodded. "Of course, I guarantee in the name of the Emperor."

They left, and the strange fellows walked off into the distance from a position full of religious significance, the second lieutenant said Sergeant General like the Destroying Eagle at the moment. "Friend, can you still use those microphones in your fake meat?"

Master Chief adjusted his belt and quickly opened the communicator. "Received, the signal is fine, I feel like a protagonist in an opera."

"Space Marines also watch operas?" The second lieutenant couldn't help but ask.

Master Chief replied. "Not in my home planet, but one of the few peaceful days I've seen in Skadi, one of the few days I had free time because of the need to build a warband monastery fortress, and that time, besides fighting and training, I also wanted to try something else, and it turns out that even Superman's will needs to understand beauty and grace in order to stabilize the spirit."

"Yes, Skady, she's reborn, her soil is sprouting crops, her body is raining, even if it's still cold, she's a lot more beautiful, I don't want to say that, but I need to thank the heretics for inadvertently recasting a hopeless nest with the heat."

"The heat has returned matter to the soil, and I don't know if this miracle can be used in other worlds of the Empire, those things that were once squeezed dry are being revived, but the destruction of Skadi is not serious in the first place." The Master Chief analyzed the situation, and the Abbey members brought the goods, a giant wagon, pulled on a platform with a metal box in it, and a large space on the platform for some bunkers and shooting holes.

"Come on, let's go." The old lady spoke, and the second lieutenant also signaled the master chief to walk onto the metal platform, dozens of "Oglins" filled the platform, and the crew began to follow the command of the grandmother.

At the same time, the second lieutenant took the tantric members and got into the transport, which had also been modified internally, and 15 days was enough for it to look less militarized.

The second lieutenant also asked the Master Chief. “。 Did you find anything?"

Master Chief replied. "I feel the fluctuations of psionic energy, those things form streamers-like runes on the outer wall of the metal box, this thing is very powerful, because the box has a certain subspace energy channeling ability, a bit similar to Geller's position, but the things inside are still natural, like breathing to guide the few subspace energy in the air."

"Ordinary people approach, as long as their intelligence is enough, they will probably feel the whisper, this dangerous thing is equivalent to a runaway spell that is constantly emitting psionic energy, it is not life, but probably only a true psionic master can control it, no matter what is inside, this thing can only be controlled by the Empire......"

The second lieutenant closed the door and replied. "Definitely, I swear to the Emperor!"

(End of chapter)