Flagship hangar deck.
Morris had barely arrived using an alien device when his teleportation trail was analyzed, and those with a score to settle with him teleported in after him.
The more than two hundred Mercy Emissaries in the hangar immediately reacted, raising their weapons and aiming them at the intruders.
"You..."
Morris looked at Lu Jin and the others without the slightest fear, even analyzing how they had teleported there.
After seeing the Ragefang outside the viewport, Morris understood at once.
The Fierce Angels had a relic: an experimental piece of tactical equipment from ten thousand years ago. After the Ultramarines learned that a new successor Chapter had been founded, they had given it to them as "seed money," taken from the spoils of a war at the time.
"Your Chapter's relic sure comes in handy," Morris said with a laugh.
The Fierce Angels had teleported in using that relic.
Although the Saturn Terminator Lu Jin wore also had a teleportation function, it was unreliable and couldn't teleport over long distances.
After the Ragefang arrived outside Manros, Lu Jin ordered the communications officer to contact the ship and gave a single instruction: Send us to the flagship of the Imperial fleet. Ideally, put us right in front of someone.
"Fierce Angels!" Lu Jin raised his warhammer. "Fight to the death!"
Lu Jin led the veterans in a charge.
As they closed in on the enemy, Lu Jin took all the incoming fire.
Every attack that struck the Saturn Terminator merely caused a ripple. That was the effect of the Defensive Field inside the Terminator.
Morris had already retreated behind the others, waiting for the alien device in his hand to cool down while keeping an eye on Lu Jin.
Morris recalled that before becoming an Inquisitor, he had been