The Far Eastern Frontier generally refers to a narrow north-south star belt located in the eastern part of the Extreme Star Field, and beyond the star belt is a pitch-black abyss beyond the river.

The main direction of the Great Expedition initiated by the Human Emperor 10,000 years ago was to start from the Holy Terra in the western part of the galaxy and break east to open up the Extreme Star Field.

The front of the human army runs through the galaxy, and at the end of its edge is the Far Eastern Frontier.

Alexei was very surprised that the star bomber would ask for such a frontier land, for three reasons:

First, although the space volume of the Far Eastern Frontier is large, because it is located at the edge of the galactic astrolabe, the density of asterism here is very thin, far less than that of the starlight dense places located in the hinterland of the galaxy.

It is also a standard star region with a side length of 100 light years, and there may be thousands of habitable galaxies within the 500 world of Otrama, and only a few dozen can be barely found in the far eastern frontier where galaxies are thin, and it is a question whether they can reach hundreds.

Second, even in the era of the Great Expedition, when the emperor was still walking in the world and the empire's national power was at its peak, it was very difficult for the world of thrones to manage the frontier region, and it was difficult to rule directly.

It can be said that even if several star sectors in the Far Eastern Frontier fight a civil war with each other, the Terra government can't control it, and it can't control it, and it is basically equivalent to an independent kingdom.

Third, Alexei is now preparing an expedition to Terra.

The military power of the Far Eastern Frontier has been almost completely hollowed out by her, most of the nobles on the planet have promised the whole clan for different interests, and the die-hard forces that cannot be impressed by conversation have also been dealt with by the Prophetess with some covert means, and the Empire's already loose rule here has been completely paralyzed.

Without looking back, they let one planet after another be swallowed up by the Green Tide, and it can be said that this thin and barren frontier land has been abandoned by default, and in order to pass on the flame of hope for human civilization, they have abandoned all the star sectors within the Far Eastern Frontier.

It is such a strategic victim that is about to be abandoned, and the Marble can wait until the expeditionary fleet sets off to directly seize it by force with its own military strength, and only the most extreme fanatics will be dissatisfied with him.

After all, this area was originally to be occupied by the Orc Empire, and if it fell into the hands of the Bullet Star, it was at least controlled by humans.

What's more, the star bomber is willing to pay a lot of money to buy it.

The mechanical prosthetic limbs on the Techno-Sage Spangler trembled slightly from the electrical overload, and while he did not express any opinion for identity reasons, his physical reaction was already indicative of the Techno-Sage's attitude towards the deal.

Alexei looked a little embarrassed, her godless eyes were wandering, and she looked a little undecided.

It's not that she doesn't know how generous Russell's conditions are, and being able to exchange a piece of the star field that she was planning to give up for the support of warp engines and multiple Glory Queen-class battleships is undoubtedly an outrageous deal that is almost equivalent to being given away for nothing.

This is exactly what made Alexei hesitate and even fear.

Having to abandon the defenses of large swaths of the starfield in order to get the Stargate template safely to Terra was a great sacrifice and a choice of last resort, and no one would condemn her decision as long as the expedition was ultimately victorious.

But for the sake of some arms support, ceding the territory belonging to the empire to a suspected immortal who doesn't know the details is another nature entirely.

The techno-sage was not qualified to make this decision, and neither was Alexei, the living saint of the Emperor, who could not afford the profound political implications of this exchange.

This is to shake the authority of the Golden Throne, and no living human is qualified to make this decision except the Emperor.

So the emperor came.

Blazing light poured out from the depths of the prophetess's soul, staining her violet eyes a faint gold.

The sunlight that poured into the lobby through the glazed dome carried an indescribable sense of time, as if it was not scattered by Falla's star, but from the other side of the galaxy, the sun's rays bathed in the ancient mother planet of mankind, Terra, and shone brightly over the entire urban planet.

Alexei stared without a word at the mist of psionic energy circulating beneath the Bulletin's hood, and the feminine facial features uncharacteristically showed a kind of strength and fortitude that only appeared in men.

"Starballer." Alexey spoke.

Her voice became unpredictable and unfathomable, as if thousands of people were speaking at the same time, overlapping countless voices into a simple language that could not hear any emotion.

He said: "What I seek is the liberation of all mankind, not the power of empire." ”

Russell smiled: "I understand. ”

Alexey bowed: "-Let it go." ”

He didn't say anything more, and even for the Lord of Humanity, the conversation with the Bullet Star was difficult.

Russell didn't reply, just watched, watching as the little golden glow on Alexei's body dissipated, leaving only a small, golden sword-shaped mark in the center of her eyebrows.

After a brief exchange, Span Grad next to him woke up from a dream, and he only now realized what had just happened, and at the entrance of the Genting lobby, the originally closed door had opened somehow.

Four Astartes, dressed in Seiko Power Armor, fell to their knees in front of the door with disbelief in their eyes.

"The God Emperor is above, ......"

Gray Wind tilted his head and silently hugged Russell's arm.

After the deal with the Emperor was negotiated, Russell left Embra with Grey Wind.

The news of the miracle of the Human Emperor spread rapidly through the mouths of the Crimson Upstart Wargroup and the Embra Mechanic Order, and the Anglican people immediately enshrined the Prophetess as the true spokesperson of the Lord of Mankind after seeing the sacred mark of the Prophetess's eyebrows.

The efficiency of the expeditionary fleet was unprecedented, and it also put some pressure on Russell.

The casual promise of 13 Glorious Queen-class warships was indeed magnificent, but he even needed to build a dockyard to assemble the Titans.

Inexplicably, there is a feeling that Superman, who is going to fight monsters tomorrow, sewed red panties overnight tonight.

Fortunately, the Earthburst Star was already in place, and with sufficient resources supply, Russell was confident that the promised ships would be delivered on time before the expeditionary fleet set off.

In the miniature galaxy, the inverse entropy has selected the blasting target; In the inner ring of the critical base galaxy, the nanoplanet completely disintegrated into a mechanical nanocloud with infinite possibilities; All the conventional industrial capacity held by Russell was fully awakened, and the construction of the stargate and the material decompressor was put on the agenda one after another.

"Not enough, it's not enough..."

In the face of this situation, Russell is still not enough, in addition to letting Gray Wind also participate in the next construction work, he will also wake up the sleeping Suzheng host to access the LAN to further increase production capacity.

Just as the industrial machine belonging to the Bullet Star was running at full speed, the Order's expeditionary fleet of the Truth Cult had also achieved some results in arming the pyramids.

In the flare galaxy, the radiation dust and harmful rays floating in the galaxy have faded a lot with the passage of time, and two fleets of different styles are anchored in the orbit of the carbonized crystal planet in the outermost ring of the galaxy, each occupying one side of the pyramid group.

One is the expedition fleet sent by the Order of Truth.

One is an archaeological team organized by the Mechanic Order.

The investigation of the pyramids, or violent demolition, was also divided into two parts, one by the technical priests and the other by the preachers.

The area under the responsibility of the Order of Truth is relatively well structured, with metal remains of various shapes floating in the void between the breached pyramids: Grave Beetles, Crypt Spiders, Tomb Stalkers, Tomb Sentinels...... Some of the preachers are dismantling and recycling it and bringing it back to Falla for further study.

These autobionic machines are extremely aggressive against intruders, and they also have good combat capabilities, but fortunately, the Order's martial arts are quite abundant, and the first reaction when attacked by mechanical structures is to dismantle them alive.

The other half of the area under the responsibility of the Mechanics was a mess, with the small pyramids on the periphery of the complex being demolished over the course of three years, and the various alien structures inside were either removed or dissected on the spot, leaving not a single metal plate behind. Those who don't know think they are here to carry out demolition.

In the center of the complex, the towers of the largest mega pyramids have hideous wounds that have been blasted open by heavy fire.

Several pilots piloted large construction machinery to drag two large mechanical structures that were paralyzed and shaped like large spiders with copper colors from the rubble pile and transported them to the Sailfish research ship in orbit.

It is a heavy construct known as the "Heavenly Reconstructed", and its indestructible mech is close to the solidity of Adamantite, but has the speed of movement comparable to that of the Spirit Titan, which can be called a monster.

On both sides of the cleared road, there are large humanoid mechs that have torn their chests and severed hands and feet, which are Cyberlux battle bodies that have been destroyed by heavenly reconstructions, and it is still too difficult for Cyberlux battle bodies that focus on heavy firepower strikes to fight this monster in close quarters at such a distance.

More than half of the dozens of battle bodies brought by the scientific expedition fleet were lost in this conflict, and the two steel monsters were successfully paralyzed.

The technology of space necromancy is truly shocking.

"If there are a few more of these big guys in the central pyramid, we'll have to go home......" Alphonse muttered to himself, standing beside the wreckage of the Cyberlux body, gazing at the massive wound in the pyramid.

The difficulty of this expedition was much greater than he had imagined.

"Rest assured, this horror thing should be precious even to the space necromancer, and at most two will be placed in the core area." Lystia stood on tiptoe and patted him generously on the shoulder.

Alphonse sighed, "I hope so. ”

It would be fun if the Artificial Reconstructed Bodies were just cheap classes that could be mass-produced for the Space Necrons. None of the people who were going to explore the interior of the Central Pyramid would make it out alive.

After cleaning up the wreckage of the Heavenly Reconstructed Body, the scientific director returned to the ship with the construction machinery, and it would be more dangerous to go deeper into the dangerous place, and it was better for mortals who had not been transformed by the prosthetic body not to participate.

Alphonse led a joint expedition of 17 preachers and 9 technocrats, protected by a spirit banshee armed with a spear of high-pressure heat melt and arguments, and a smart control servant equipped with gravitational weapons, to enter the interior of the mega pyramid through the wounds of the building.

The long experience of being attacked by multiple skinners and crypt spiders on the outskirts of the complex made the preachers nervous, but unexpectedly, the interior of the large pyramid in the center was ...... Be quiet.

Even with the keen ears of the spirit banshee, they couldn't hear the sound of the underworld beetles that maintained the tomb, and it was completely empty.

"Strange ......" Alphonse frowned, his prosthetic-modified eye lens still had a variety of visions such as infrared scanning and thermal imaging in the dark, but no matter what kind of vision, he couldn't see anything.

There are still some unopened munitions and unknown facilities left in the surrounding small pyramids, but the cavities in the largest central pyramid are literal cavities.

Except for the transmission lines that no longer flowed and the traces left by the crawling of the heavenly reconstructions, there was nothing to be seen, not even a single beetle that was the tomb's self-maintenance system, and it was surprisingly quiet.

"Be vigilant and beware of ambushes."

Alphonse spoke, blue-purple psionic light escaping from his eyes, radiating to all parts of his body through the amplification of the auxiliary device carried by the banshee beside him, feeling the flow of every speck of dust in the cavity.

The psyker's special hunch told him that conventional equipment might not be able to warn them of the danger they were about to encounter.

It's just that Alphonse, who was preoccupied with exploration, didn't notice that several technical priests beside him were quietly staring at the psionic amplification device in the banshee's hand.

The Order of the Mechanics is not without equipment with similar functions, but this model is something that has not been seen before......

Powered by three ironic banshees on hoverbikes as forward scouts, the exploration team methodically follows the energy pipeline deep into the pyramid.

The high-pressure hot melt in the hands of the furious team in charge of the guards remained in a state of heat engine ready to be fired, and Alphons's psionic energy followed the hovercraft all the way forward like tentacles, and everyone's quantum nerves were tense to the extreme, alert for possible danger.

Until they went all the way to the end of the pipeline, they didn't encounter any danger, to be precise, they didn't encounter anything, this is really an empty tower.

A wide, pitch-black gate appeared in front of them, stopping the irony Banshee team on the motorbike from moving on.

Alphonse stopped, and all eyes were fixed on the door in front of them.

The door was made of a pitch-black material between metal and stone, which was heavy and gloomy, and the door shimmered with a faint green light in the form of tree branches, and there was a certain pattern between light and darkness, which was difficult to discern.

"It's ...... I had glimpsed a similar account in an ancient document of Musbel. A technocracy stretched out his mechanical tentacles and squirmed with the sensor at the end to observe the glowing green fluorescence on the door in front of him:

"If the record is correct, this should be a special encoded encrypted means of space sealing, if we do not follow the process to crack the code to lift the seal, but directly carry out violent demolition, we will not be able to enter the real internal space."

(End of chapter)