Chapter 398 The Road to Expedition: Lord of the Sharks

A large number of wreckage floated in the empty vacuum, which were the steel skeletons of damaged giant ships. The long keels and split armor were suspended in the cold void, bathed in the temperatureless sunlight.

In this dark space, there are countless corpses of large and small battleships floating around. Most of them are badly damaged. Now there is only an empty skeleton floating in the vacuum. You can only roughly judge it by its size.

Other than the level he once belonged to, nothing else can be seen anymore.

The battleship bones of loyalists and betrayers were mixed together, and the two suspended symbols collided after approaching each other. They were the Sky Eagle of the Empire and the blasphemous eight-pointed star of Chaos. They were orbiting each other and floating beside each other.

, it’s like having another backup dance.

But soon, the two parties in this dance were separated. A huge shadow drove over from behind, and an extremely huge tall object crashed between the two suspended signs. The Empire's Sky Eagle and the Chaos Eight

The stars were thrown to both sides, passing by the majestic giant.

It was an incomparably huge and majestic ship. Its body was far longer than all the warship wreckage here, as well as those that still existed in space. The entire remaining empire and space warrior fleets were suspended on the edge of the battlefield ruins.

All the ships, whether mortals or Astartes, were looking up at the huge astral ship in every corridor of the battleship and behind every floor-to-ceiling window.

The long giant battleship drove out from among the wreckage of the battlefield. The towering golden eagle statue on its bow hung high above its head. It slowly drove out from the surrounding wreckage. The wreckage on the bow was knocked to both sides and floated feebly.

Then it crashed into other wreckage.

The majestic hull also emerged bit by bit from the shadows covered by countless huge wrecks. A flashing beam of light shot out from the back of the hull, piercing the dark battlefield wreckage and then bombarding a beam in the distance that had not completely shattered.

On the Chaos battleship, in the blink of an eye, the hull was pierced by the beam of light, violently torn to one side, and the outer armor shattered and spurted outward under the strafing of the beam of light.

At the end of the light spear's shooting, explosive flames erupted from the torn armor. A huge fireball rose from the clouds of the wreckage. The projected flame light illuminated the side of the giant ship that was slowly passing by. Its

The entire side was illuminated by the firelight of the treaty, and the multi-layered macro cannons arrayed on one side were like claws shining with cold light in the darkness.

The magnificent light spear turret that fired a beam of destruction and instantly destroyed the bow part of the Chaos battleship slowly turned its direction in the darkness. It swept out three huge gun barrels from the side of the darkness, like a spear.

Like a killing blade, it swung out from the shadows and pointed forward.

The cold light of the universe shone on the barrel, and soon the light covered the body of the turret and began to extend toward the rear. Its extremely huge body continued to drive forward from the dark battlefield,

It's like there is no end.

Three rows of macro cannons on the armor on both sides of the battleship slid out from the darkness. Their thick barrels glowed little by little under the starlight. On the back, along the back of the ship, were the follow-up light spear turrets arranged neatly.

They also appeared under the field of vision as the starlight slipped by. They raised their long barrels and pointed directly at the starry sky, and the cold light shone on their thick cannon bodies.

Countless exquisite sculptures, magnificent buildings and countless automatic turrets, turbo laser cannons and hive missile launchers are located in them. As the hull roars forward, you appear in the light of the universe, standing in the distance headed by the fleet.

The chief officer on the battleship looked up at the magnificent ship that was gradually approaching in front of him.

He looked at the top of the huge hull, but he could only see a dim starlight projecting from the top of the towering hull. It was so huge that the Revenge-class battleship under his feet was small and humble compared with it.

There is no doubt that this giant must be the largest battleship in the entire galaxy.

The first mate looked at the countless flashing light spots on the backlit hull. The giant ship came to the side of the battleship like a moving steel mountain. The first mate looked back along the huge hull and saw the ship at the end of it.

There is a thruster array as large as a cruiser, the main thruster is as large as a battle cruiser, and the surrounding auxiliary thrusters are almost as large as a destroyer.

The flashing propeller pushed the end of the giant ship away from the battlefield and sailed into the surrounding Gothic fleet and the Man-Eating Shark Fleet. It stood majestically in the center of the fleet, and everything around it was suspended.

Compared with it, the entire hull of the ship seemed extremely small.

The huge ship towered outside the hanging window where the chief officer was standing. He looked up at the ship in front of him and heard a heavy impact from the lower level of the hull behind him. It was the sound of two mechanical arms biting together.

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"Notify the general that they are docking with us." The first mate turned to the Chief Bird and said to the side. The latter nodded slightly and clicked on the keyboard in front of him with the bent and raised robotic arm behind him.

"Admiral, they are docking with us."

The voice of the Birdmaster came from the waist of the blue captain's coat. Spier took off the walkie-talkie hanging on the golden captain's belt. He put the walkie-talkie with the silver skull in front of him and pointed it at the

Opening the black intercom in the skull's mouth, "I got it, stay alert."

"Yes, sir."

Speyer put down the walkie-talkie in his hand. He stood on the deck and looked at the tall round iron gate not far away. There was a roaring sound coming from the other side of the gate. It was the interaction between the huge mechanical arm and the docking gear.

The roaring sound slowly pulled the two warships closer.

Behind him, there is a whole row of naval sailors and their officers. Members of the Imperial Navy wearing straight military uniforms stand behind Speyer, but it is not difficult to notice the weapons each of them wears on their waists.

The officers carried laser guns on their shoulders, while the political commissar officer standing at the front of the team in front of the flying flag wore a fully armed bolter on his waist.

They gathered behind Spier, like a blue wall, and on the other side of the blue wall was a real gray iron wall, which was a whole row of Space Marines, enough to kill an entire company.

Shark Astartes stood on Spyre's other side.

The Astartes who were silent and exuding a terrifying aura stood together with bolters in their hands. They also wore chain axes with terrifying cuts on their waists. The warriors wearing ancient MK3 power armor stood majestically.

Standing on the deck, the fluttering flags were undulating and dancing behind them, making everything here seem to have traveled to the era of the Great Expedition.

Speyer turned his head slightly and glanced at the silent Astartes. The reputation of their battle group has long been known far and wide. In fact, it is a terrible reputation.

Horrifying scenes during the Daboo War, hordes of space warriors armed with chain axes, pounced on planets like a swarm of sharks.

Before the war fleet arrived, those planets were still vibrant, prosperous, and prosperous, with a large population and prosperous culture. But when the fleet left, there would only be a completely destroyed and useless planet.

Fragments of walls and broken corpses lay all over the city.

The man-eating sharks, these terrifying gods of death who swim on the edge of the Star Torch Spear, have vowed to use the most terrible punishments and the mountains of blood of the betrayers to punish the traitors throughout the empire who are disloyal to the emperor.

They set an example and made them think twice before acting. These soldiers did it, and not only the traitors, but also their own people trembled.

On the entire deck, all the Imperial Navy officers and soldiers deliberately stayed away from the silent man-eating sharks. They were on the edge. The sailor closest to the Space Marines did not even dare to raise his head to look at him. He did not dare to stare at the silence around him.

Death, it seems, because he is afraid that when he looks, the man-eating shark will turn its head and look at him.

Among all the people, only Spier dared to look at the silent Astartes, looking at the MK3 helmets with no visible faces. He stared at the silent and cold face of the helmet, where

Underneath, a shark on the chest armor was swinging its tail and opening its blood-stained teeth.

"That ship destroyed the remaining Chaos Fleet in only twenty minutes." A deep voice sounded from behind Speyer. Along with that voice came a burst of heavy footsteps.

The footsteps caused by the huge walking shook the entire deck.

Spier turned his head and looked at the burly giant walking up next to him. He was wearing a dark Terminator armor, and the most eye-catching thing on the armor were the two pairs of gloves.

The iron fist on his right hand is lined with silent chain saws. Speyer knows that as long as the chainsaw teeth roar under the will of its owner, it can instantly cut through all steel and armor, even those of Space Marines.

No exception.

And then, the huge power glove on the left arm and the lightning claws extending from between the fingers can chop the flesh and blood under it. Under the raised claws and the electric arc beating on it,

A body was dismantled and torn into pieces, and that iron fist had torn apart many people, both before and after Badab.

Spier looked at the lightning claws beating with blue arcs. He raised his head and looked at the man beside him who was burlier and taller than any other Space Marine, or even the veterans of other Chapters who usually wore Terminators.

The giant is the leader of the sharks behind him. Among those terrible gods of death, the most terrifying one is the void god of death, Tiberos. Scarlet Blood Road.

Speyer knew that that was not his last name, but an appropriate title, the most vivid name for his way of war. When Tiberius walked across the earth holding those giant fists, there would be only one thing behind him.

What remains is a red road dyed red with blood, hence the name Scarlet Blood Road.

"If I remember correctly, Admiral, the name of that ship is the Emperor's Dream." Tiberos spoke again, speaking in a voice that seemed to come from the cold void, the voice came from under the huge battle helmet.

, becoming more profound and dull.

He was wearing a helmet, like all the soldiers behind him, but Speyer didn't want to ask them to take off their helmets to show respect. First, because the man-eating shark seldom interacted with other members of the empire all year round and didn't care about the etiquette at all.

With the rules, no one can make them take off their helmets unless they want to, and if you force them, no, you don't want to.

Secondly, and most importantly, Spier did not want to see the face under that cold helmet, not at all. He was not interested at all in the face under the helmet of the Space Marine that exuded the aura of death and terrifying feeling, or

Rather, it was an instinctive fear that made him not want to see that face.

"Yes, Chapter Master, Emperor's Dream." Speyer stood on the deck with his hands behind his back, looking at the roaring docking hatch in front of him. Tiberos beside him was also staring in that direction, breathing deeply.

Sounds were released from around the helmet, and the cold gas blew downward on the back of Spier's neck, causing him to tremble slightly.

"And if my memory is correct, that battleship is from the Great Expedition era, right? It was one of the first two expedition battleships of Father Void. He gave the ship to the Supreme Marshal himself as an expedition flagship, and

Ultimately, the ship was destroyed in the rebellion."

"Missing, sir, it is missing. It disappeared during the Solar System War. After that, the Imperial Navy tried to find it, but found nothing. It just disappeared."

"And now it's back, after disappearing for ten thousand years, and at just the right time. All of this is very suspicious." Taboros said in a low voice, using the chain saw fist on his right arm.

The gauntlet tightened slightly, and the saw teeth on the iron fist let out a low roar.

Spier glanced at the gently rotating chain saw teeth beside him. He raised his eyes and glanced calmly at the side of the battle leader's helmet. He was still looking directly in the direction of the door, as if that was the only place worth visiting.

The things he stares at are the same.

"It shows great power. That giant ship and its crew members who disappeared and returned. Although they helped us eliminate Chaos, we must remain vigilant. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and no one can be sure.

Are their souls still worthy of trust?"

Taboros's words not only rang around Spier, but also reached the ears of the man-eating sharks behind him. They all slowly clenched the weapons in their hands, and there was a sound from the ancient armor.

The mortal officers and soldiers on the side were trembling and took a few steps back.

That was the sound of the sharks' teeth clashing when they slightly opened their bloody mouths. Spier smelled the bloody smell of blood. He watched the soldiers frown slightly and looked at the chapter leader beside them.

"Chapter Commander, let me communicate with them. We are all members of the Imperial Navy, even if we are thousands of years apart. I will understand them, but before that, let your warriors close their teeth. We cannot be compatriots.

Cannibalism, especially in these dark times."
To be continued...