At the moment of the sudden mutation, the only remaining guards around Ferrus were put on alert at the same time, and tried to build a defensive line of fire while remaining still as much as possible - the brothers who "disappeared" had set an example for them, and in the current situation, no one knew whether the step they had taken forward was "forward" or "one step".

In the next second, starting with Ferrus, the entire team began to check whether the communication protocols between each other were unblocked, whether the electronic tactical markers could still be updated in real time, and whether the orniths were working properly. While that's not to say that the Iron Hand Warband wouldn't be able to fight without these things, it's better to leave a little bit of this type of accessibility than to arbitrarily shut down all of these systems to avoid miscalculations and let everyone judge the situation just by sight.

At the same time, they are trying to contact other members of the Escort who have "gone missing", but with little success. Most of the radio signals transmitted were lost, and the replies in the corresponding channels were almost all communication noises. Occasionally, a few lucky bands could connect to the original unit, but that was fleeting, and the time it took for the two sides to communicate was barely enough for the Iron Hand, a warrior like Iron Hand who was more responsive than the usual Astarte to confirm the number and status of the other.

Immediately afterward, the team that had been broken up due to an unexpected situation was regrouped by the original body with superhuman efficiency, and a suitable chain of command was constructed from scratch. This is a third of the total Guard in terms of numbers, and the vast majority of them are the Terminator units of the Avigni Clan, and a small number of dreadnought mechs of the Karash Clan and the Hammond Clan who are responsible for long-range strikes. The vehicles all rushed out of the chaos scattered in subspace due to the need for braking margins, and none of them succeeded in staying.

"I don't know what he's trying to do, or if there's something else that's going on, but as it stands, they're doing a good job." While marshalling his remaining fighters, Ferrus commented, "At present, the firepower left around me is not even one-fifth of the original firepower, and we can't even form a formation. ”

"According to 'common sense', such an extreme state will not last long." Debit's voice, which still seemed excessively calm in the current situation, rang out in the communication, "If time and space have been so extremely unstable, then the enemy will not be able to attack us. I think if we just wait a little bit, even in the worst-case scenario, we will at least have a lot of room to do it. ”

"I hope so—Lindrick, are you alright?" The Lord of Medusa looked at the Chief Think Tank beside him. Because he was a superb psyker himself, he probably felt more than the rest of the rest of the world in the moment of the impact of this subspace storm combined. But he managed to get through it, even though it was tough and it took a little time.

The reinforcements that Linderrick had attached to himself didn't exist for nothing. In such extreme circumstances, they did manage to function as they should, barely holding his mind in the blow of the psionic storm, and did not allow his soul to be blown away by the impact, or anything like that happened. After a pause of approximately forty-five seconds, he managed to hear what the Primordial was asking him, and reluctantly responded to the question:

"I think I'm okay, sir." He held the Heartforge Staff in his hand, barely allowing himself to stand up straight, "If any of the ghosts in the subspace rush over, I can still give them a hard blow." ”

"You don't need to do that yet. But maybe we'll need it soon. Ferus replied.

The Protos wanted to give their chief think-tank, though they had only known each other for a short time, a little respite, but Debit could become even less intimate than the least intimate piece of iron in some cases. This "advisor", who is currently barely a nominal member of the warband, immediately asked him by name in the one-on-one communication channel after confirming that Linderrick could still think and answer normally:

"Remember all the 'myths and legends' I told you about 'Jerick'?"

Lindrick frowned unhappily under the psionic hood and replied, "Are you questioning the memory of a son of Gorgon?" ”

"It's good if you remember." Debit ignored the prickly words in his words, and just recounted step by step, "Later, it may be up to you to observe and decipher whether the event itself has any signs of mirroring the myth." ”

Linderrick was stunned and was about to ask, but Debit's voice was already ringing in the public channel: "Take advantage of this last bit of time to sort out the current situation: we are currently locked up in Jerick, who is intertwined with reality in this subspace." Waiting for the tide to subside and the curtain to regain is obviously unrealistic, and we must take on the enemy here - thankfully, the enemy has managed to divide our forces, but the environment of the subspace itself is not only a bonus to the enemy. ”

"It makes sense, too." Ferus Manus, a subspace creature who understood what Debit was saying, replied, "If the enemy's commander was Vogrim, he wouldn't want it to end 'uneventually'. He'll want at least a close fight to add to his victory. ”

Either way—Jerick is a desolate star that no one has paid much attention to in 10,000 years, or if it's overlapping with the chaotic subspace, and their current coordinates are still in the Medusa zone from every angle. Although not as strong as on the home planet, the Iron Hand Primordial can still enjoy a certain amount of visibility bonuses here. Coupled with the fact that the curtain was shattered, he didn't really need to worry about whether he would be rejected by reality, and he could choose to temporarily break away from the weak spiritual base that had been barely built up by Chaldean technology, and only show his true nature on this battlefield, and fight directly with it.

In addition, it has to be mentioned that the strength that Enkidu, who is also a subspace entity, can exert in the subspace will be infinitely close to his "original appearance", and its most important "law god" function will also be enhanced by the fact that the surrounding environment can provide sufficient true ether supplements.

"To be on the safe side, if Vogrim does show up, do you want me to fight the vanguard?" The God-made weapon proposed, his cascading, echoing voice echoing in the chaotic space of the ether as if it were constantly echoing in the empty room, "Ritsuka had already guessed that if that person knew about the 'resurrection of Ferus Manus', it would be impossible to sit still, so I was sent to join the team here to join the team that had been confirmed to be able to restrict the movement of the original body. In other words, in her plan, 'going straight to Vogrim' should be my job, right? ”

"Not necessarily." Ferrus refused, but he didn't do so for the same reason that everyone else had in mind in the first place, "We shouldn't be held back by Vogram's ideas. If he really has the guts to show up in front of me and ask to go head-to-head with me again, we can go on together. ”

This obviously unhonorable proposal stunned everyone present, and Enki quickly said, "I thought you would at least remember some old feelings in some sense, whether positive or negative." ”

"It's been 10,000 years." Ferrus replied, surprisingly calm, "I have not slept for 10,000 years, like one of my brothers. In the past 10,000 years, what happened on Istavan V. has bothered me for a long time, but now, I have already figured it out. ”

The original body watched the rise and fall of the subspace tide in the chaos, and its knife-and-axe-like face was slightly hideous: "The final outcome of the traitor should only be complete death. I think so, and I'm going to do my best to achieve that. I've been carried away by anger and made a mistake once, and I won't let the same mistake happen to me a second time. ”

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(End of chapter)