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In the network, nothing can be expected. No one can do this, not even Chaghatai Khan. But he had to make a decision, and he had to find a way to survive for his offspring.

They had paid too much for him, long hunts, endless battles—they didn't complain, but the Chaghatai Khan couldn't. He regretted his recklessness at the time, and if he was the only one who entered the network, then he would not hesitate.

But he came in with his heirs.

A full two thousand people.

And now... they have only 317 people left.

"Khan."

A warrior with white scars came over, the power armor was mottled and scarred. "Seven more brothers died, and the bodies were too mutilated for the gene-seed to be recovered successfully," he said. "Also, we were running out of supplies."

Very good, three hundred and ten people.

"How many days can you support?"

"If you continue to march at full speed, at most five days."

The Chagatai Khan stretched out his hand, and the filthy wind blew through the net tunnel. He clenched his right fist as if trying to catch the wind, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a while, the warrior heard the Khan say: "Take off the armor of the sacrificial warriors . It's the paint to write their names on my armor."

"Yes, Khan."

After he was gone, the Chaghatai Khan tore off the cloak behind his back. This cloak had already become dilapidated in the long-term battle. It was originally white and red, but now only dark red is left on it. That is the trace left by the natural drying of the blood left on it.

If his memory is still clear, then there is still some space for the dead behind his armor.

Thinking of this, Khan lowered his head and stared at the imperial eagle on his chest. The eagle was mottled and mottled, and the names written on the ashes of the dead sons shone with a dull luster.

He didn't want to stare any longer, and simply raised his head to look into the distance of Wang Dao. The dark blue mist hung on the black ground like weaving strands, and could even cover half of the wheels of his hoverbike. At this moment, the back sank.

"Khan, please wait a moment."

There was a constant screeching sound from the armor on the back, still with the warm ashes engraved on the armor of the Jaghatai Khan by the warrior with the heated blade - the man is dead, and he will bear the dead Their names move on. The wind doesn't stop, and neither does the Chogolis.

Five minutes later, the solemn ceremony was truly completed. Three hundred and ten people got on the motorcycles, and the Khan who followed them continued to move towards the depths of the network. No one knows where they are now, and any instruments are inapplicable to this mysterious passage.

No one dared to say that they really understood this place, even the aliens of the Spirit Race who had been fighting with them for a long time. The network is intricate and complicated, and no one knows where the next road will go, just like a cruel fate. But the Chogolis never believed in fate.

Chagatai Khan's eyes are like falcons, just like his other name - "Eagle of Chogoris". As a Primarch, his vision beyond humans and even Astartes can make the eagle of Chogoris True to its name, he sees far.

Because of this, after only half an hour of advancing, he raised his right hand. The hoverbikes braked neatly, the chainsaws were activated, and the bolters were loaded. Needless to say, the soldiers moved closer spontaneously.

They knew the battle was coming.

But no one flinched.

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"Remember, Tamari."

He Shenyan fiddled with the modified imperial standard light gun in his hand, and moved his finger back and forth in the safe position: "The bottom is the safety gear, and the trigger cannot be pulled. Go to the upper gear and fire in five bursts. A short burst of fire, then up, fully automatic."

After saying this, he handed the gun to the excited star army, this lonely soldier is eligible to receive the weapon he personally modified as a reward.

"Firepower has been specially 'looked after' by me." He Shenyan winked at him. "It's extremely deadly to demons or any xenomorphs, no need to reload, but if you keep shooting recklessly, it will also overheat."

Such a holy weapon!

When Tamari took the gun, even his fingers trembled, but when his hand fully grasped it, the trembling disappeared, replaced by a steel-like stability. Although he was still excited, the basic qualities of being a soldier were not lost.

Restoring the insurance to a safe position, he carried the light gun behind his back and solemnly gave a hawk salute: "I will definitely not disappoint your expectations! I swear in my name, I will never let this sacred weapon be used. Shame!"

He Shenyan laughed helplessly, and it fell into Tamari's eyes, which naturally became a smile of approval - the mage wanted to tell him not to call anything religious. However, considering that everything has to be done step by step, he didn't say anything.

After all, his name is still hanging on the list of living saints of the empire. A group of names such as St. Celestine came with a rather oriental-style St. He Shenyan, and when he saw this list, he was embarrassed. The Emperor's smile at that time was full of ridicule.

After dealing with this little episode, and throwing a blessing to Tamari by the way, they set off on the road. The network is intricate and complicated, but fortunately, He Shenyan can always find a suitable path.

Tamari followed behind him, following every step of the way, not leaving an inch. Eyes vigilantly surveyed the surrounding environment without danger at all. UU reading www. The uukanshu.com Astral Army did not know that the paths they took were completely safe. But he was actually ready to sacrifice himself at all times.

Compared to the sudden appearance of the living saint, his life was nothing - who else could have that sacred flame apart from the Emperor and his scrollers? Although Tamari did not know the mage's name, he was willing to sacrifice his life for him.

He Shenyan, who noticed this, glanced back at Tamari without a trace, and threw three shield spells at him.

He's the most annoying person who decides to die for you without saying a word.

Long story short, He Shenyan stopped after about an hour of going deeper. The mental power tentacles reached the depths of the net without reservation. He had already felt the looming call, and he no longer had to hide himself.

"flutter-"

The flame ignited, and the golden flame enveloped them in an instant, and then ignited the netway. Tamari clenched his light gun tight to his breath, silently reciting the Emperor's prayer, and with a blink of an eye, he came to a completely new realm in an instant.