On the bridge of the Poldero, intermittent warnings from the navigator, who had barely regained his senses, saw a red comet, burning and approaching, after which the fire control family warned that the enemy had fired a transport ship and several plasma torpedoes.

Alan Bair just listened to the navigator's advice, and a prophecy flashed through his mind, he had always thought that those things were vain, but that night, he and a psychic lady had a long conversation on his knees, and the words in the several unobtrusive tarot cards that were happening, were being fulfilled one by one.

He saw the burning planet, stepped over the scorched earth of Skadi, the prophecy was only half-there, he believed that he could break those cursed words, but usually the brothers were there, and now ......

His shoulders were suddenly pressed, his grim face and dark clouds always attracted his brother, and although his artificial skin was now stitched up, Sergeant Katachan was still not as nimble as he once was, but he didn't care about the unnatural folds that appeared on his body from time to time, and the inflatable muscular texture.

He said bluntly. "Boss, are you feeling unwell?"

Alan Bair replied. "I don't, I won't, I can't show it, I'm the heart of the ship, the center of unity, the chains that connect everyone."

Master Chief retorted. "That's why you can't do this, if the flame is kindled from you, the whole fleet, the whole six hundred thousand people will die, and it will be chains, and the flames will burn, along your heart, and the whole fleet will be burned, and you, my friend, my brother, I will always be here, serving the master of Skadi with my Katakchans."

Alan Baier asked again. "But when the smoke of war fades, you need to return to Planet Katachan, in order to fulfill the promise of returning the lieutenant colonel to his homeland, and so will the others, and then I will have nothing but rights." He was so worried, he was not a child, but he relied on the help of his brother along the way, he was just a mortal, although he was strong, he could not defeat time and Dugu.

The Master Chief knelt down on one knee and looked at his commander loyally. "Anyway, I'm still in the service, I can't be sure what happened to the others, but here I am, when the trip is over, I'll go back to Skadi, no matter how violent the hurricane in subspace is, no matter if it's ten years or a hundred years, even if you're in the grave, I'll be back."

Alan Baier sighed. "Void and eternal, lonely and eternal."

"But I still thank you for your comfort, my brother, and our relationship has not changed since we were still in the trenches and now sitting in the center of the fleet, as is the Chief of Staff, and so are you." He lamented that his comrades-in-arms, one of his few comrades-in-arms in the same period, Katachan may have a closer relationship with him than the chief of staff and him.

Because he was a warrior recognized by the lieutenant colonel, and because Sergeant Katachan was a true brother who was his contemporaneous and served to this day, they had experienced countless bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods, terrible nightmares, demons, filth, and aliens, and as long as he was there, as long as he was still fighting for the safety of Alan Bair as a personal guard, he was invincible.

At this moment, the war lord looked at the endless emptiness of the void, in the pitch black, there was a glimmer of light, those were the enemies, the enemies of the empire, his nightmare, the beginning and the end of everything, he needed victory.

As usual, he shouted in a reassuring voice. "The close defense artillery group, the fire control family, all the brothers who can fire, shoot now, intercept the transport plane out of our armor, let those who are looking for death die in the endless cold of the void, I pray to the emperor that our soldiers will not miss a shot!"

Explosive bombs, drains, plasma, and all the firepower of the moon level formed a gorgeous barrage, the enemy's torpedo was destroyed in an instant, and the next second, the smoke screen exploded, obstructing the line of sight, and the bird cloth instrument was also lost, but the intensive artillery fire still destroyed several heavy transport planes, but Huron stood in front of the observation window of the transport plane, without the slightest fear.

Even as the flickering plasma grazed in front of him, the warrior did not blink, he was sure that he was the chosen one, he could hear the gods and his promises, and he could know that his life would not disappear until the empire was exhausted, and the moment the corpse emperor dissipated.

He can therefore be sure that he will not die until his long-cherished wish is fulfilled, and he can bow to the gods and obey his promises, just to see this comical empire fall apart!

Therefore, he will never die, even if he is often on the battlefield, even if his body is seriously injured, and the machine sustains his life, his willpower will flicker, without a trace of hesitation, he is used to being alone, the void is vast, alone, fighting with the empire, and the chaos gods, and he doesn't even believe in his brother, he is used to it, this is a suffocating feeling.

His men were nervous, they didn't want to die in the lonely void, watching the gunfire grazing the hull of the transporter, and even the most seasoned driver couldn't help but want to turn around to avoid the dense ballistics, but as he moved the steering wheel, Huron only shouted. "I command you, don't move, just go ahead with the smoke of this fate, and I can swear that we will arrive, because the gods need it."

He's not going to give those guys a hint of ease, and if their promises really work, now he has to be unscathed!

And just like his words, his thoughts, those projectiles seemed to deliberately avoid him, under a thin layer of smoke, the gods manipulated the probabilities of the mortal world, and in that layer of dispensable smoke, the projectiles went around him, like a man bathed in heavy rain, but not a drop of rain fell on him.

Here where the wind of subspace blows, Huron is sure that the gods will help him, just as he thought, the transport plane plunged into the bridge of the imperial flagship, suddenly trembling, after the vibration, in the roar of the machine soul, the hot melt on both sides of the body drilled a thick layer of pure gold, beside him, those brothers stood up, the heavy infantry composed of centurions and terminators, a total of 12 people, veterans with long fangs and mutations, their service years are amazing, they come from all over the universe, there is only one thing in common, that is, loyalty to Huron.

The heavy mech-like warriors stepped out from the flanks, covering their masters, the Terminator's black armor inlaid with skulls and trophies, and the silver-white elephant face sticking out of its long "tusks", the Red Pirate Lord stepped out of the passage sawn out by the hot melt, and they came to the flagship core, where they met Alan Bair face to face for the first time.

The roar of the mechs, the sounds of the equipment, and the shivering mortal sailors and officers hiding in the bunker made him laugh, and Huron exclaimed. "Alan Byer, mortal hero, you did a good job, but it's over, start now, start now, start now, everything for you will be gone!"

"And I'm magnanimous, I can give you, a person who blindly believes in the Corpse Emperor, a chance, take Skadi and this star district to join me, believe in the gods, and let the entire damned empire go to the grave together, I can give you the right to make your star district an autonomous region, let you continue to be your lord, count me as my last tolerance for those who dare to fight!" His voice was hoarse and terrifying, but it made people's hearts shake, I really want to say, how many sailors, how many officers are thinking at the moment, give him everything, as long as this killing god doesn't do it!

But Alan Bair replied. "Shut up, you heretic, look, you prolong your life with implants, you have nothing around you, you serve the gods, you are loyal to you anymore, you don't trust them, let alone your own brothers?"

Huron disagreed. "So what? The empire is just a piece of rotten meat, brothers are just helper alliances, you are different from me, then forget it, fire! ”

Alan Baier shouted. "Captain, activate the defense system!"

The skull of the private suit made a sizzling sound, the contemplative was roaring, the captain pressed the button, and on the top of the ship, on both sides of the console, four heavy tarantula batteries poked out, spitting fire snakes, and the officers in the ship also had weapons, lasers, and explosive bombs, whistling at each other.

The Red Pirates were not afraid, they raised their heavy jumping shields and inserted them into the ground as cover, the huge force and the monomolecular blades at the base of the shields were inserted into the Adamantite layer, while several heavy storm blasters were used as fire cover, and Huron also raised his explosive pistol, accurately detonating the heads of the mortal officers one by one.

He was a checkmate, using implants to sustain his body, but his shooting was terrifying, killing the Empire's most elite officers with every pull of the trigger, blood staining the entire control panel unsettling, the mechs letting out a terrible wail, and the Red Pirates' Terminators throwing a barrage of molten bombs to destroy the turrets that were suppressing them.

At this moment, they had the advantage, even if a large number of Katachan and Stormtroopers ran into the bridge as the guards of the Supreme Commander of the Empire during this time, and controlled them with heat ray guns and hell guns, such firepower was not enough to fear for the heavy Centurion armor.

In such a narrow place, they have the advantage, super heavy armor has more margin for error than vulnerable mortals, but they are not invincible, Alan Baier raised his spear, gravity bullets fired, and hit the middle of the enemy team, the Space Marines with magnetic boots will not be pulled by such gravity, but enough to deflect them from the shooting position.

In the next second, several dying Katakan raised the hot melt and exchanged the mortal body for the death of those centurions and terminators, after the sound and flickering light dissipated, the four heavy terminators were melted in an instant, and those veterans who had experienced the thousand-year-old front were exchanged for mortal flesh and blood, their souls would be complacent in front of the emperor, and their achievements could make Terra make a long roar.

And their death was not far off, Huron stepped forward, pressed down on a Katachan with his power claw, pinched his head, threw his body away, smashed the two of them in an instant, and raised the bomb again, clearing out the remaining forest warriors who had raided, and he also bluntly complimented.

"I knew their bravery and strength in Gondelwa VI, and now they have only become stronger and not weakened, very good, such fighters can't help but praise me, if their level is not enough, the fighters killed by them will also be humiliated!"

And he was furious that his own guards had been killed, and he ordered his warriors to change to power claws and start charging, and the Terminators then showed agility far beyond their size, while the Contemplative array on the transport ship had been coordinated, and the rare and powerful teleportation inside their armor was ready to use.

In the next instant, the metal giants turned into a flickering light and vanished, appearing next to Katachan and the Stormtroopers behind the bunkers, breaking the warriors into tiny invisible molecules with their vibrating red claws, while the most sensitive veterans of mortals pulled out their molten bombs before they died, and whined their last rage at the minions of Chaos with their lives.

The bridge was in shambles, with smoke-emitting batteries and minced flesh everywhere, and the consoles were littered with corpses, loyal, intruder, catachan, stormtroopers, chaos, traitors......

The last six surviving Terminator veterans raised their weapons to surround the remaining officers, this beheading was extremely successful, Huron walked to the console at the moment, raised the communicator, he looked at the grille, as long as his hoarse voice said that this place was controlled by him, the empire would collapse, how many aliens and heretics would like to do this, and for Huron the Chosen One, this was not enough.

He said to Alan Bair. "Come on, mortal, king to king, I know it's not fair, but it's the fairest thing for you right now, if you can defeat me, even if it's less than a thousand chances, the warriors here will teleport away with me, because their core mission is to protect me."

"In other words, as long as you bring me to the brink of death, this attack will disappear, and if you do, with your weapons, with your will, against my strength, then you will ......"

Alan Baier subconsciously thought. "Victory."

Huron laughed. "That's right, with the most primitive, great, and barbaric things and deeds, it is my honor for you, a mortal who resisted my death several times, that you would rather be blessed with death by the Lord of the Red Pirates than by my brother?"

"Come, go to the bridge, and I will give you death!"

Alan Baier stood up, and he believed this man, not because of anything else, but because this was Huron, because he was Luffer. Huron, Lord of Badab!

But he was pressed down by his thick arm, and there were others who refused the offer, he was Alan Bair's personal guard, he was the most loyal, the last of Katachan, the Master Chief looked at Huron, looked at his superiors, and then raised the Flame Gun to the Red Pirate King.

Alan Bair ordered him at once. "Stop! It's a duel! ”

But in the next second, the deflagration was still fired, and he betrayed the military order, because his duty was to protect the commander-in-chief, to protect the Lord of Skady, and the next second, the deflected aura on Huron's body threw the projectile away, and he raised the explosive bomb, in the name of the monarch, to give the loyal warrior death.

Bang! Blood flew out, his skull burst, and Huron wiped the muzzle of his gun and spoke again to Alan Bair in the spoken language of invitation. "Come, Lord of Skadi, the duel is still valid, avenge the captain of your guard!"

(End of chapter)