Raphael was stunned for a moment. What had just been formed? He remembered that since the establishment of the Cursed Army, the Empire had rarely formed new Space Marine chapters. The failed establishment of the army left indelible consequences for everyone.

Memory, whether for space marines or mortals such as high lords

But he said that they were a newly formed war group? This made Raphael feel an instinctive suspicion. It sounded like a deceptive lie, but the priest hid his thoughts well and

Not an ounce of obvious suspicion surfaced.

"I'm sorry, Chapter Master, I didn't know that the Empire had launched a new army."

"Normally, Baal is surrounded by the shadow of subspace. You haven't received the news of the birth of the Primaris Chapter yet, but now you know it. You also suffered heavy casualties, but I believe there will be Primaris warriors to supplement your group soon.

.”

Now Raphael was even more puzzled. These new words were beyond his understanding. He looked at Bell in surprise, "Primaris warrior? Please forgive me, chapter leader, I don't understand what you mean."

"You will understand. I will be happy to introduce the situation to you and the remaining warriors later, but now I have been ordered to inform Chapter Commander Dante." Bell said and turned to Dante, who said

He looked at Bell silently, and Bell nodded respectfully. He lowered his iron fist to his chest in salute.

"Dante Chapter Commander, the Supreme Marshal is waiting for you. He has summoned you." Bell lowered his head and said respectfully. The respect he showed as Chapter Leader surprised Raphael, but it is no wonder that Bell, after all,

He looks very young, even younger than Raphael. He must have heard of the legend of Dante.

Any Space Marine will show the same respect to Dante. He, Calgar, and Logan are the oldest and most decorated Chapter Masters in the Empire. They all lead their own battles.

The regiment has accomplished many great feats, and its achievements are enough to impress any Space Marine who values ​​honor.

Dante and Raphael looked at each other and then looked at Bell, but it was Raphael who spoke first, "You mean Lord Vito is also here? On Baal?"

"Yes, he is the one who led us here. He is waiting for you, sir. I suggest you not to keep him waiting for too long." Bell raised his head and did not look at Raphael, but looked directly at Dante and said, although

He still respected Dante, but as the marshal's messenger Bell, he also showed absolute authority and majesty.

As if what he said was what the Emperor said, he stood in front of Dante and Raphael with his head held high, one hand on the hilt of his sword, looking at them solemnly, waiting for Chapter Master Dante

response.

The latter nodded without much hesitation. After receiving a positive answer, Bell also nodded with satisfaction. He then took a step back and waved his arms to the exit of the mountain road aside, "Please follow me, sir, this way.

welcome."

Dante nodded slightly, and then followed, and Raphael naturally started to follow behind the chapter leader. They followed Bell and entered the mountain road, which is a winding passage that winds around the mountain side of the main body of the monastery. Raphael

I walked past it and looked to the side at the residential area below.

He was soon attracted by a dull roar. He raised his head and looked at the mountain road to the side. On the uneven mountain ground, a Chimera transport truck drove past, its tracks crushing

On the ground, a truck was dragged towards the foot of the mountain. Raphael looked at the contents of the truck, which was filled with Tyran's corpse.

Those war beasts were piled up in a mess, and the blood flew up as the tires of the trailer hit the rocks on the ground and then swung around. The blood flew out of the truck bed and splashed on the ground.

Raphael looked at the armored vehicle moving forward. In front of him, Bell was leading the way. He walked down the mountain road in a curved way. In front of him, a group of foreign warriors came towards him. They were carrying explosive bombs.

The guns marched in formation, and the leading officer turned to salute him. The soldiers behind him also paid attention to Bell.

Bell looked at them and saluted in response, and then the large group of soldiers passed by him. They passed by Raphael in neat steps, their tall bodies passing by his side, and their heavy footsteps on the ground.

Extremely loud.

Raphael's eyes followed the soldier at the end of the team and looked back. He watched the soldiers passing by with vigilance. They were heading towards the monastery above. There were more outsiders there now, far away.

More than the Blood Angels.

This made Raphael begin to wonder whether they were preparing to take over the monastery and take everything here as their own, in addition to helping them drive away Tyron. Raphael's worry was not unreasonable, because now he had another problem on his head.

Several Thunderhawks were lowered.

They flew out from above the mountain path, circled downwards, and landed in the open space among the ruins below. Raphael followed Bell out of the sloping mountain path. He walked onto the ground below and looked at the few.

The Thunderhawks that had just landed had their landing gear lowered, shaking up and down for a while as they landed.

The Thunder Eagle landed quickly and smoothly. Its hatch slowly opened outwards and several groups of foreign Astartes warriors walked out of it. They stepped down neatly from it, fully armed, and their burly bodies stood shoulder to shoulder.

They stood close together, and the neat queue walked down under the leadership of the sergeant at the head.

The leading sergeant stood at attention and saluted Bell, and after the latter nodded, he immediately moved to one side. The soldiers behind him who walked down the transport plane and marched to both sides also stopped at the same time. They stood neatly at attention on both sides, all of them.

Everyone raised their bolt guns and saluted amidst the neat sounds of armor and arms clashing.

Raphael looked at them warily, his eyes under the helmet couldn't help but frown. He stared at the warriors lined up on both sides in front of him. Their team faced each other at an oblique angle from the fallen Thunderhawk hatch directly in front.

They were lined up at the corners, and the two Thunder Shadows behind them were also parked on both sides, guarding the Thunder Eagle in the center.

The cabin door of the fighter plane was open, and the lights illuminated the empty cabins on both sides. Bell stood in front of the cabin door and turned around to signal Dante to come in, "Please come up, Lord Dante, this aircraft

The Thunder Eagle will lead you to the Marshal's location, where he will be waiting for you."

Dante looked at the Thunderhawk and said nothing, but Raphael behind him spoke first. He raised his finger and pointed at the teams and Thunderhawk gunships lined up on both sides, "What are these for? Escort?"

"Escort, although the Tyranid Hive Fleet has been destroyed and expelled, and the swarms on the ground are also being swept away by our troops, many of them have fled into the vast plains and mountains of Baal and are still attacking us.

Troops, so Lord Dante’s transport plane needs to be escorted.”

"Can't we let our people come? This is our home world, and it should be like this, right?" Raphael still said in a humble tone, but he was already worried. Everything seemed wrong. It was not so much an interview.

, rather, it is seizure and control.

"I don't want to hurt you, dear priest, but the current strength of your regiment cannot bear this task. If I remember correctly, your transport planes have been destroyed, so we are responsible for it."

Bell still explained patiently, and it seemed that he did not have any bad intentions. Raphael also wanted to believe him, but under the current situation, the Blood Angels Chapter suffered heavy casualties and was almost extinct.

At this moment, a huge new Astartes warband suddenly arrived on Baal and deployed all its forces to Baal.

Although they said it was to eliminate the Tyranid threat, regardless of whether they had this idea, from a practical point of view, the result was that the entire Blood Angels Chapter was isolated and they were controlled in their own monastery. And now, these

The outsiders also asked the Blood Angels Chapter Master to leave with them.

"Then let our soldiers take your transport plane? Or I can take a few soldiers to accompany the chapter leader." Raphael suggested again, but Bell shook his head without hesitation, "Sorry, respected priest,

The marshal's order was very clear, Chapter Commander Dante must go alone, and he only summoned the Chapter Commander."

After Bell finished speaking, he looked at Dante. He raised his hand again to signal the Chapter Leader's invitation. The soldiers on both sides all stood at attention. The steel guns on their chests collided with their breastplates, making a neat roar.

Raphael frowned and looked at Dante, who also looked at him and then looked at Bell. He nodded to him and then walked towards the Thunder Eagle's hatch. Behind him, Raphael wanted to say

But Dante raised his hand to stop something, and reluctantly chose to remain quiet.

Dante walked from Bell's side to the door of the transport plane. After he entered, Bell waved to the cockpit at the nose of the plane. The pilot nodded and sat back in the driver's seat. He swung rapidly

After turning the switch in front of him, the hatch that Dante had just walked up rose and finally closed.

The jet engines on both sides of the Raikage roared, and the jet blades at the end flapped to both sides and rose up. The entire Thunderhawk soared into the sky, and the engines on both sides sprayed in opposite directions to make it turn around the fuselage.

Raphael looked at the soldiers lined up on both sides and nodded to Bell before turning around and stepping into the cabin. They were neatly buried in the cabin. As the leading officer entered, the Raikage quickly closed the cabin and took off.

Bell and Raphael stood on the ground and looked up at the formation of Thunderhawks that took off. After they flew up, they turned their engines and instantly rushed towards the side of the collapsed city wall of the monastery. The leader of the Thunderhawks roared out from the gap in the wall.

Rushing straight from the red plain to the distant horizon.

Three Thunderhawks flew out behind him. They formed an inverted triangle formation and followed behind, escorting the leading Thunderhawk from behind to the end of the horizon.

Raphael stared in that direction, and then he looked at Bell in front of him. The latter turned to Raphael and tilted his head to indicate for him to follow, "Come on, as the highest member of your war group currently present,

It’s up to you to communicate with us on behalf of your regiment. Follow us, the captains of several other regiments are waiting for us.”

Bell said that he walked down the open space between the ruins and walked towards a building in the distance. Raphael turned his head and looked, and he saw the Gothic spire church standing among the ruins. It is the symbol of this street and the entire

The only relatively complete building in the area.

Although the wall on one side of the church door collapsed, several low walls also collapsed, the glass was almost completely shattered, and there was a big hole in the roof, but at least it had not collapsed yet. There was a big hole in the door leaf on the side of the church.

The streets were specially cleared, and rubble was piled on both sides.

Raphael looked at the small circular square that had been cleared in front of the church. There were more foreign warriors standing there, and many of the armor markings and coatings were different from what he had seen before.

Standing in front of the church and talking, everyone saluted Bell when he arrived.

Bell returned the salute to them, and then he stood in front of the church door. Looking at several military flags held by the foreign soldiers on both sides, he looked at Raphael and said, "Follow me, pastor."

Raphael looked at the foreign warriors and let out a long sigh. He looked towards the main monastery high up behind him and prayed silently, "Bless with the holy blood."

After that, he walked in the direction of Bell, and walked towards the church. Behind the door, above the smashed ceiling, and in the prayer hall illuminated by the sun, there were several warriors wearing armor different from the soldiers around them.

The group leaders all turned to look at Raphael.

The priest walked towards them, towards the outsiders, like a young lamb walking into a wolf's den alone. Before entering the street, he looked towards the direction of the distant Thunderhawks for the last time. Several Thunderhawks were flying in the sky like blood.

In the same sunset.
Chapter completed!