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Enduring loneliness for a long time will only lead to two outcomes: either it will drive you crazy, or it will help you grow.

Russell has long forgotten about time, spending his days either training or meditating.

Three knocks suddenly came from the door.

While still meditating, Russell opened his eyes, and two sharp gazes shot out from them.

"Come in!"

The wooden door opened and Sigismund walked in.

Upon seeing that it was Sigismund entering, Russell quickly stood up from the ground and respectfully said: "Lord Sigismund!"

Sigismund smiled and asked: How has this year been?

Russell thought for a moment and said: "It was very uncomfortable at first, but I gradually got used to it and now I'm used to it."

Sigismund nodded and said: This is a process that every warrior must go through. I am very satisfied with your progress. The technical sergeant has already delivered your equipment, and you can put it on now. We will have a mission soon!

After saying this, Sigismund left, and two Black Templars brought in the equipment.

In appearance, it is no different from the armor worn by the Black Templar Space Marines, only a few sizes smaller. Of course, it is much lighter in weight. Although it has a built-in auxiliary system, it cannot be as closely connected to the nervous body as the Space Marines.

Most importantly, this suit of armor was very easy to put on; Russell could do it himself. After a while, Russell finished putting on the armor.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I still see myself as a little space soldier.

He picked up the power axe again, activated the disintegration field, and tried swinging it a few times. He was extremely satisfied; this axe was so cool, not only was it beautifully designed, but it was also incredibly sharp.

Both the bomb gun and the power axe are extremely valuable items, and the fact that Sigismund was willing to give them to him shows how much he values ​​him.

Russell now wields a power axe in his left hand, a Bloodthirster in his right, carries the "Fire Kirin" on his back, and has a bomb gun hanging at his waist. With these weapons, his combat power has increased by at least two levels.

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The Black Templars do not need to obey anyone's orders; they have their own mission, which is to relentlessly hunt down orcs.

With a specific purpose in mind, the Black Templars became even more focused on the orcs, launching a relentless hunt for them.

“Vangre said that you mutated after killing the Orc war chief, so this time I’m taking you deep into the Orc territory, the Oaktalius sector.”

Upon hearing this place, Russell exclaimed in surprise: "Sir, that is the center of the Orc Empire. Wouldn't we be courting death if we went there?"

Sigismund chuckled dismissively: "The Orctalius Sector is a very large sector, with thousands upon thousands of orc worlds there. Countless legions are stationed there. The Death Watch is stationed there, and we used to be stationed there too. So there are endless orc lads to kill, which is perfect for you."

Russell was overjoyed and said: "If that's really the case, that's wonderful! I've been wanting to kill more orcs to make myself stronger!"

Sigismund said in a deep voice: "That is also my purpose. I am too old, just like this empire, full of scars and constant strife. This battle with Kahn made me realize some problems. The next time we meet, I may no longer be his match. At that time, he will kill me without hesitation. What will happen to the Black Temple after I die? What will happen to the empire?"

Russell shook his head and said: You look very young, not old at all.

Sigismund smiled wryly: That's because Space Marines have different constitutions. When they start to look old, all of their bodily functions decline sharply. I've already felt it.

Russell fell silent; he didn't know how to comfort this "important man!"

"Although you are just an ordinary human being, I see enormous potential in you!"

"But human lifespan is very short!"

“I will do everything I can to make you live longer, I can guarantee that!” Sigismund said firmly.

While they chatted, the Eternal Warrior had already successfully completed several warp jumps into the Eucharius Sector.

From this moment on, they could encounter orcish junk warships at any time.

"Lord Sigismund, we have entered the Orctalius Sector. What should we do next?"

A voice came through Sigismund's communicator.

Sigismund thought for a moment and said: "Just find any orc world and stop on the track."

"Understood, Lord Sigismund!"

“Russell, are you ready?” Sigismund looked at him with a smile.

Russell nodded and said: I'm ready, sir!

"Put on your armor and gear, we'll be setting off soon!" With that, Sigismund left the training hall.

Russell also stood up and returned to his residence, where he began preparations in earnest, donning armor and carrying more guns and ammunition.

A thousand years ago, the entire Orktalius sector belonged to the Empire. However, with the expansion of the Eye of Terror and the warp splitting the physical universe in two, the Empire's military strength declined sharply, rendering it unable to muster a large army to reclaim the area. Gradually, the sector was completely occupied by the Orks.

The Empire currently only has defensive capabilities against the Orcs, lacking any offensive power. While many Space Marines and Space Army soldiers are stationed in the surrounding star sectors, these forces are actually quite weak and insufficient to withstand the Orcish army. Fortunately, the Orcs are not as united as the Empire; they believe their territory is already large enough and are not in a hurry to expand outwards. As a result, powerful tribes are busy fighting among themselves, hoping to gain control of more planets.

This time, Sigismund chose to attack an unknown orc world. His goal was not to eliminate more orcs, because eliminating orcs was meaningless. What he wanted to do was to train Russell.

The vanguard that invaded this world consisted of a company of Space Marines, plus fifty Black Templars. Their primary objective was not to fight, but to protect Sigismund and Russell.

Huge troop transport aircraft landed in the mountains, and squads of Black Templar Space Marines emerged from them and quickly formed a defensive formation.

Sigismund and Russell descended with fifty Black Templars.

Russell looked up at the sky and exclaimed, "This world has a wonderful environment, with beautiful mountains and clear waters."

Sigismund nodded and said: "This means there aren't many orcs in this world."

"Why make this judgment?" Russell didn't understand.

"If there are many orcs in this world, many war factories will appear. The orcs' war factories will constantly emit thick smoke and pollute this place. Before long, this place will become a terrible sight."