Somewhere in the void of the universe, infinitely far away from physical distance, a fiery red spaceship is sailing.

It's scarred, it's not big enough, it's carrying a dying warband.

The Undying Birds have ended their long expedition to atonement and are now back to glory.

On behalf of the Imperial Center, the Grand Inquisition of the Eastern Star Domain personally announced this to the world.

But so what?

"We have won the Centennial Atonement Expedition, we have achieved the results we want most, but we are about to fall."

The leader of the Immortal Bird Warband, Salas Martins, always thought sadly.

He is the 64th Captain of the Immortal Bird Warband. This warband, which has countless glorious histories, is likely to draw a break in his hands.

How did the life of the warband live before the Atonement Crusade?

At that time, the Immortal Warbands were glorious and powerful, guarding their home planet, worshipping hundreds of millions of mortals, selecting the best young people from hundreds of millions of people, genetically seeding them, and turning them into one of them.

The human and material resources of the entire planet have been mobilized by them. In addition to being responsible for the defense of their home planet, they will also accept the emperor's call to participate in one glorious and great war after another throughout the universe. They either crushed the Emperor's enemies to dust, or defended one world after another.

He, along with his brothers, was known as the Emperor's Angel.

This glory, accumulated over thousands of years, came to an abrupt end a hundred years ago.

Martins doesn't resent anyone.

In 'Bauhinia Trouble', the Immortal Bird Warband is on the wrong side. By the Emperor's grace, they were not purged as traitors, but they were still guilty, and the Grand Inquisition sentenced them to a hundred-year expedition of atonement.

The so-called atonement expedition is to let the convicted war bands, without supplies, no troops, and no support, carry out the most difficult and deadly mission. After the task is issued, it cannot be refused, and it must be carried out with all its might, and it will not rest until death.

The vast majority of the warbands sentenced to the Penitential Expedition often did not survive until the end of the punishment time.

But the immortal birds, as the name suggests, are resilient, and they miraculously survived the Atonement Expedition.

One brutal war after another, which lasted for a hundred years. These days, they are still fighting for the Empire, but they have no honor to speak of. They fought to atone for their sins and to die.

In the Hundred Years Expedition, the War Leader changed six times, and finally fell into the hands of Martins, who thought he had little talent.

A few months ago, in the final battle of the Crusade of Atonement, the previous warband leader led the last elite of the warband to launch a duel attack. They won, but at the cost of not having a life left behind except for Martins and the other six.

He always remembered the look in his mentor's eyes when he handed him the medal symbolizing the commander of the war before he charged. It was full of expectations and hopes, and the future of the warband hung heavily on his chest.

He was determined to rebuild his warband, but he didn't know how.

Their home world has long since been assigned to another warband; The fleet has all crashed, leaving only the Burning Feather, a small spaceship that is not even a frigate, and the power armor, the arsenal, and the gene seed arsenal are all lost with the crash of the flagship......

Maybe there has never been a warband that has been even worse than them.

They can only wander around the universe in a daze, like headless flies.

There are indeed quite a few forces that want to 'help' them. However, Martins could see through the sinister intentions of those men. They just want the Immortal Bird Warband, which only has seven people left, to be their high-level thugs.

There was no glory or hope.

Martins was thinking of an opportunity to rebuild the warband, a chance to continue to fight for the honor of the warband.

It's a pity that when it comes to this, the people who try to help them have shut up.

Some time ago, their spaceship migrated through a spiritual network tunnel and came to the Pegasus Star Region aimlessly. Like many of the sectors they've passed through over the past few months, nothing special.

However, the Warband Priest approached him at this time, claiming that while praying, he had received a revelation: the hope of the Warband's nirvana rebirth was here.

Hope rose in Martins' heart, like a straw grasped by a drowning man.

Intellectually, he shouldn't have believed it.

Is there anything special about Pegasus? An obscure star sector with no special output, no glorious history, and no other warbands have ever been stationed here.

How could the hope of the rebirth of the warband be here?

Emotionally, however, he believed it almost without hesitation.

It was only a few months, which was nothing compared to the long life of the Space Marines, but he felt that he had suffered too long. This feeling of emptiness is even more painful than that of the Atonement Expedition.

He couldn't wait to seize the opportunity.

The warband's priest, and his most trusted combat brother, had been back in the prayer room for two days, and there had been no movement in between.

Martins' mentality gradually became anxious.

But all the anxiety has come to fruition at this moment.

He heard heavy footsteps, and he turned his head to see a helmet in the shape of a skull wearing the Priest's characteristic black power armor, and the huge shoulder armor was painted with the fiery red color of the warband and the pattern of the undead bird, symbolizing the identity of the warband.

He was Rizzo, the oldest of the seven still alive, who had been fighting in the warband for four hundred years. He was supposed to participate in the final battle to the death, but was forcibly left behind by the previous war leader. The warband needed his experience to assist Martins.

"Pastor Rizzo, you're finally out. Have your prayers come to fruition? ”

"Yes, Warlord." Rizo's voice was tired, but also a little expectant, "I have received a more accurate revelation, the opportunity for the immortal bird nirvana is here!" ”

The priest's finger, dotted on the star chart.

There, it's the Angry Owl.

Martins looked a little dazed, he searched his memory, and he couldn't remember anything special about this world.

He couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure you're not mistaken?" ”

"I'm sure." Rizzo said calmly, "The God Emperor has revealed that the opportunity for the warband's nirvana rebirth is there, and it should be on the governor of that planet." ”

Martins paced left and right, and finally made a decision: "Okay, turn around, let's go to the Angry Owl!" ”

Pastor Rizzo's revelation was the only opportunity Martins had been looking forward to in the past few months.

Although he had never heard of anything special about the world of the Raging Owl, since it was a revelation from the God Emperor, presumably, it was a powerful governor, and he might be willing to help the warband complete the reconstruction!