As long as you die, you are invincible, but in 40K

These words, inlaid from their burning ashes, wrapped around the sword like chains, layer by layer, glowing with the souls of the cowards who had previously tried to evade their duties by committing suicide. Although small, every detail was still clearly visible.

Facing the long sword in front of them and facing Zhang Ge and the other three, the redeemers completed their oath again with hoarse voices, and this time, they would bet everything on the oath.

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Chapter 229: Comedy and the Suppression of the Spirit of Vengeance

Under the protection of the two people beside him, Zhang Ge had to watch them complete the oath, and in the end he naturally became the commander of this group of carbon-like space warriors.

To be honest, after experiencing the previous stimulation, Zhang Ge did not react so much to this last step.

It will happen naturally.

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world, otherwise... Oh no, there really is, but the nearly 20,000 years of reserves were used up by myself at once, and I am the culprit that led to the current situation.

In a smooth shift of blame, Zhang Ge put the responsibility on the singularity generator.

However, putting aside those distracting thoughts, since there is no regret medicine, Zhang Ge has to face this problem:

What should I do with this Spirit of Vengeance?

Go down and tell Calgar that I purified the Spirit of Vengeance to its pre-corruption state, and then brought more than a hundred mortal guards and dozens of Space Marines with me, and captured her intact while driving away Abaddon?

Moreover, not only did no one die, but even after dozens of Space Marines fought, the number of casualties increased to more than a hundred?

Not to mention whether Calgar could believe it, Zhang Ge himself was a little overwhelmed when he imagined the scene of the report.

Even if he planned to start from the moment he got the singularity machine and explain it to him without hiding anything, he would still encounter difficulties in the first stage.

How did he get into the Fortress?

Originally, Zhang Ge only needed to say that he followed the Dark Angels into the fort, but the problem was that the incident of "breaking into the fort" had been recounted, and no one remembered it except himself, the guards, and the fallen angels.

Then it will become...

Calgar: You mean, you used a Valkyrie that could carry twelve people to transport yourself, your followers, and more than a hundred Zhongsi guards wearing power armor. After breaking through the ion shield and outer wall armor of the fort alone, you broke through to the deepest part of the fort and finally snatched the intact machine from the enemy?

Zhang Ge: Uh, no... After the fight, time went back, and everyone except us was rewound.

Calgar: Besides you?

Zhang Ge: Except us.

Calgar: You passed the real identity verification of the "Singularity Machine" just by touching it, and obtained the authority on the spot. You immediately learned how to use this machine that was nearly 20,000 years old, and completed the delicate operation of tracing back the work of other people besides you?

Zhang Ge: No, it was...the machine soul that helped me complete it.

Ka: Why isn’t the Machine Soul responding now?

Zhang: Because you don’t seem to have the authority, so you don’t understand.

Ka: Then why can't you go back to something to verify your statement?

Zhang: Because there is no electricity.

If this kind of conversation really happened, it would probably make for a good comedy.

What's more, even if all this was explained to Calgar and he really believed it completely...what good would it be for Zhang Ge?

Will he be taken to Terra for a tour for hundreds of years, or sit in the office and help Guilliman work overtime?

It would be better to ride the Spirit of Vengeance to other places in the galaxy to look for opportunities. At least the initiative of this option is still in his hands. If he went to Terra, according to the merit of capturing the Spirit of Vengeance, the only major event that could threaten his safety would be the Battle of Lion's Gate, which would not happen once in thousands of years.

Ugh.

Thinking about these troubles, Zhang Ge once again missed himself squatting in the trench.

There are also a lot of troubles related to Perveti. It can even be said that she is more troublesome than the Spirit of Vengeance.

Never mind, let’s not think about it any further for now.

After sorting out the basic logic, Zhang Ge returned his attention to the real world.

For now, let’s clean up the Spirit of Vengeance first.

Before entering her, Zhang Ge realized that there were still many dangerous entities hidden in every corner of this ship.

After all, for some of the high-level demons originally on the ship, even if we estimate it as far back as before the Great Crusade, it would only be a drop in the bucket, not to mention that there were more than just them.

Most of the veterans of the Great Crusade who had merged with demons were once again parasitized by the demons that had left their bodies after their retrospection. The few survivors quickly fell into a state of mental breakdown. As for the cases of blasphemous vehicles and demon engines that had been there for thousands of years, there were also such cases.

Although there are not many situations like this, it would be too troublesome to rely solely on the automatic defense mechanism of the Spirit of Vengeance to clean them up, and some human intervention is required.

However, Zhang Ge himself did not intend to carry out this mission. Since the body of the great demon had been cremated, he let the man who was stabbed by Ascalon at the beginning lead the team, leading these nearly one hundred people... What should I call them?

They might be exposed to other people's sight later, so they have to come up with a name for the group... Let's call them the Oathsworn.

There is no special meaning. Zhang Ge simply put it together after seeing the scene of them swearing the oath and thinking of their identity as criminals. It's just a title anyway, and it shouldn't be very important to them.

Nearly a hundred sworn criminals will join forces with the fallen angels and mortal guards, and then begin the cleanup work with the assistance of the Spirit of Vengeance.

Of course, it’s not that Zhang Ge doesn’t want to go, but he has other more important things to do.

Prison.

This word should have been extremely unfamiliar to the elites of the empire, but considering that this was the Spirit of Vengeance, the situation was completely reversed.

In the cells deep within the Spirit of Vengeance, countless prisoners from all over the galaxy and even all over the Warp are held, ranging from loyalist Space Marine veterans captured during the Great Heresy to Eldar xenos who have been tortured for ten thousand years. All kinds of creatures are scattered among them. Even though many of them have disappeared directly due to the backtracking, the remaining part is still a considerable number.

Although it is doubtful how many people can remain mentally normal after being imprisoned for thousands of years, even if they really lose consciousness... it is not good to leave some of them in there.

With this in mind, after completing the communication with the Fallen Angels using the sound array and all the Oath Sinners had left, Zhang Ge, Amelia and Perveti set out together and began to move towards the lower area of ​​the ship via the elevator on the bridge.

Amidst the sounds of the operating machinery, although other sounds from the outside world disappeared as one gradually sank deeper, giving a sense of isolation and loneliness, fortunately the lighting was always sufficient, so it wasn't as depressing as being in the bottom nest.

Finally, after a dull sound of bottoming out, the elevator door slowly opened to both sides, revealing the external environment to Zhang Ge and his group.

Chapter 230: Prison, Past, and Golden Bricks

Since the Spirit of Vengeance has gone back to the state ten thousand years ago, the environment here is not very good, but it is not to the extent of being bad.

Compared to the above...should I say simple?

The dungeon was a single grayish-white hue, with mechanical servants occasionally making some noises. After the loss of a large number of mortals, emptiness became the main theme of the dungeon.

However, less than half a second later, exciting content began to appear in front of Zhang Ge.

"Horus, how dare you!"

This was a cell where a dark and angry Blood Angel was watching three "Horus" passing by outside. He was shouting miserably and smashing the metal railings with his power armor that had been retraced.

"Father, father, I didn't betray you. I persisted until today! Please look at me. You finally came to save me!"

This is an Extreme Warrior who has been hallucinating due to the torture, with tears in his eyes. He must have mistaken Perveti, who is the closest in height to him, for his father who also has blond hair.

"I am a son of Dorne, I am a son of Dorne... I am..."

This one was even more powerful, but he had been tortured for much longer than Rogal Dorn himself. It was obvious that he was no longer relying on his own will to recite these words, but was just a continuous replay of his body.

Solar Auxiliary Army, Lucifer's Black Guard...

As Zhang Ge walked past the survivors one by one, he did not see a single human being who could be described as normal.

This cannot be blamed on them. After all, the time scale is tens of thousands of years. A mortal among them would probably have to be half-demonized to be tortured for such a long time. It would be normal for them to be mentally abnormal.

This situation continued until the deepest part.

Until Zhang Ge saw the strong man in a simple black robe.

When he saw Zhang Ge approaching his cell, he did not show any excitement or frenzy like others, but asked in a calm tone, neither too high nor too low:

"What millennium is it now?"

"Forty-second."

"Then I am imprisoned... There is no point in telling you this. The flow of time in the Warp cannot be described in a way that mortals can understand."

"You look calm, who are you?"

"I am..."

He suddenly sat up from his cross-legged position, and his huge body was fully exposed. He looked only about one meter shorter than Perveti. For Zhang Ge, it was another huge mountain that required him to look up to meet their eyes.

After fully standing up, he took a few steps forward until he was close to the edge of the metal cage, then he continued speaking:

"La Endymion, son of a water thief, golden jailer of Drakkenion, tribune of the Custodians."

Ra Endymion, a member of the Custodes, served the Empire from the Unification War until the Webway War. After sealing Drachnion with his flesh, he rushed into the depths of the Webway to keep the demon as far away from human borders as possible.

After Draknion reappeared, people were mostly pessimistic about the Guards, but from today's perspective...

Of course, we can't just trust him. Although his willpower and height fit the image of a Forbidden Guard, after looking back, there is no feature on this person that can prove his identity.

"how to prove?"

Hearing this question, the other party seemed to have expected it. The next moment Zhang Ge opened his mouth, he raised his arms and used his ten fingers to slowly open the black robe that covered his chest to both sides.

A wound appeared that pierced the entire chest, with countless black tentacle-like lines running through it, twisting like a living thing, revealing endless malice.

"Not even the reversal of time could undo the damage caused by this wound. The golden armor that symbolized my identity could no longer withstand the endless howling during the first millennium it was sealed. Afterward, I could only use my flesh to resist the erosion... Although that left me nearly crippled, the demon never escaped until the servants of Chaos found me."

After he finished speaking, he loosened his fingers, letting the black robe cover him again, and then continued:

"Since you're here, it means you've already seen that demon. If so, it shouldn't be difficult to detect the power that originates from it."

Zhang Ge remained calm.

Seen? Noticed?

Not to mention that he had never met Abaddon or the magic sword in his hand, even the wound that was just in front of him could not detect any special aura.

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However, Zhang Ge continued to ask:

"Why didn't they kill you?"

"I've sealed that demon for millennia. If I were to be freed so easily, I'm sure it wouldn't even be able to sleep peacefully... You don't have to worry. As I said, I'm practically a cripple. It's already a struggle to keep my body together."

As he spoke, he put his little finger out from the gap in the railing.

After stopping Amelia from verifying on his behalf, Zhang Ge took two steps forward and grasped the little finger.

With just a slight exertion, one could feel his muscles collapsing inwards. After letting go, it took several seconds for them to return to their original state.

For ordinary people, this might just be a serious illness, but considering that the person standing opposite is suspected to be a tribune of the imperial guards, this level of injury is already a very conservative way of saying that he is disabled. It should be said that it is a miracle that he has not been crushed to death by his own bones, internal organs, etc.

After looking at him for a moment, Zhang Ge finally made a decision. He pulled out Ascalon, inserted it into the ground, and entered into empathy with the Spirit of Vengeance.

Detect, filter, and perceive.

One by one, those who once stood at the top of the pyramid have escaped from the constraints of their cages, but now they are either trapped in the deep and irreversible illusions they created themselves, or they are unable to bear the weight of those memories and collapse completely again.

Among the dozens of surviving human prisoners, only Endymion, who took a steady step out of the fence, was able to maintain his self-identity. Although his strong resistance to time reversal prevented his body from being healed, he maintained his rationality through willpower alone.

Looking at Endymion who was getting closer again, Zhang Ge said:

"After a while, I will send you to the planet below, where someone will take you back to Terra... However, you must promise me not to reveal anything you see along the way."

"No,"

He looked at Zhang Ge meaningfully.

"O one who has been accepted by the Emperor's sword, my broken body can no longer slay demons for the Emperor, but my wisdom remains in my heart. If you allow it, then this wisdom will become a building block for your future."

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Chapter 231: A Very Mental Psychosis and Returning to the Alert Planet

After releasing the human prisoners, Zhang Ge asked Endymion how to deal with the other aliens, but the other party refused to answer the question.

To sum up, what he meant was: if Zhang Ge was willing, he would provide Zhang Ge with services such as logistics structure, foreign relations, political activities and even ship management, but he would not directly use his ideas to influence Zhang Ge's decision-making.

"The moment I saw you, I knew I would not, and could not, interfere with your will with my thoughts."

This is part of Endymion's original words, but it does fit in with his earlier description of a "stepping stone." After all, if it were to speak, it wouldn't be a silent stone, but...

Petite Endymion?

What a strange idea.