Gene Seed Arrives at Alert Star
After finalizing the specific cooperation agreement, Alvin used an excuse to leave the mansion.
With command of the "47th Antrel Lion Regiment," the subsequent operations will proceed much more smoothly.
For the Ark Eldar, the greatest enemy they faced during their retreat after beheading the cult leader was neither the powerful Astartes nor the so-called Astra Militarum.
The reason is simple: Astartes isn't even here.
Currently, the only two Space Marine to have reached Alert Star are: one is a mixed force comprised of the Iron Hands and its sub-squadron, the Brass Claws, led by Iron Father Kardan Stronos; the other is the Black Mane Great Company of the Space Wolves, a group of Primaris led by Chapter Commander Hal Frosty.
But these two Space Marine are currently engaged in a battle with the Genestealer in the neighboring sector, and have no time to spare for the relatively safe Hyperion Sector.
Although the Astra Militarum is the Emperor's trump card, unless a large number of Astra Militarum are used and their numbers are overwhelming, it will be difficult to stop the Aeldari who are determined to leave.
Therefore, the only force that can pose a threat to the Aeldari is humanity's most elite force: the humanoid Astartes Tempestus Scions, in the Astra Militarum!
If he can control this force and further restrain the Astra Militarum, he will have a great chance to create an opportunity to meet with the Aeldari.
The Aeldari of Samhan Ark Eldar are among the few who intend to negotiate peacefully with humanity. Although they adhere to the principle of retaliating for every grievance, they also have the concept of repaying kindness. Therefore, he must seize this rare opportunity!
Besides, he could be considered to be fulfilling his loyalty to the Imperium. Don't you see that the Thirteenth Lord Regent has a "beautiful wife" from the Aeldari?
Surely His Emperor Lord can understand his predicament!
A moment later, the hovercar returned to the mansion, where Alvin sat in the hall, pressing his fingertips against his brow.
Ever since the arrival of the Alert Star, his mind has never stopped.
Constantly operating at a high frequency, coupled with the negative effects of the "Great Rift," inevitably leads to symptoms such as irritability and headaches.
Upon seeing this, Elsa immediately and considerately went behind him and gently massaged his head with her slender, jade-like fingers to soothe his tense nerves.
As he enjoyed Elsa's massage, he closed his eyes and said, "Aren't you curious why I did this?"
"I trust your judgment, young master."
Elsa pursed her lips slightly, her clear eyes revealing deep trust. "You must have your reasons for doing this; there's no need to explain too much to me."
Although she didn't understand why Alvin was so insistent on demanding command of the Tempestus Scions from Lucien.
Furthermore, every transfer requires the other party's consent, which on the surface seems like a sure-fire way to lose money!
But she believed in Alvin; judging from his past actions, they all had a clear purpose.
Sometimes, you don't need any reason to believe in someone!
After a long silence, Alvin closed his eyes and murmured as if asleep, "Elsa, it's so good to have you here."
Elsa's movements suddenly froze for half a second, but she quickly returned to normal.
Of course, if Alvin were to open his eyes at this moment, he would surely see the girl behind him, her pink earlobes tinged with a shy, fiery red.
Seemingly confirming that he had fallen asleep, Elsa mustered her courage, a certain emotion brewing in her bright eyes. "You're mistaken. I'm the one who should be thanking you. Meeting you is my greatest fortune, Young Master Alvin."
She wanted Alvin to sleep a little longer, but unfortunately, there always seemed to be endless things to deal with. Just half an hour later, a hurried voice came from yesterday's communicator.
Alvin was a light sleeper and woke up quickly. He glanced at the communicator and, sure enough, it was the unfortunate Rosales.
"Damn it, why didn't you tell me a spaceship was going to fall down here?!"
In the projection, Rosales looked extremely disheveled, with several of his mechanical Prosthetic limb torn off, sparks flying out of them.
It's so sad, but I suddenly feel like laughing, what should I do?
Alvin forcibly suppressed the upward curve of his lips, feigning helplessness. "Your Excellency Rosales, you don't really believe that prophecy comes without any cost, do you?"
Rosales, enraged, was immediately rendered speechless.
In the end, he could only swallow his anger, still somewhat shaken, and said, "Luckily, I ran fast and noticed something was wrong in advance, otherwise all the things you wanted would have been destroyed along with the starport in East Torria by that unknown spaceship."
"What I want?" Alvin keenly grasped the key phrase, his eyes lighting up immediately. "You mean..."
"You'll have to thank me this time, Lord Alvin," Rosales said smugly, "Just two hours ago, the Great Sage Amos Forge Grand Sage officially delivered the goods you requested to East Torlia Starport and placed them in my hands."
Upon hearing this news, Alvin had mixed feelings.
On one hand, there was the long-awaited "Gene Seed"—we'd been waiting for it for ages, and finally it arrived!
On the other hand, the East Tolia Nest District is about to be completely engulfed by the plague!
"Lord Rosales, I have a sincere piece of advice for you." Alvin took a deep breath, his expression grave. "Do everything in your power to leave East Toria immediately. Go to the North Harmony District rather than stay here, or the Chaos Legion of the Father of Plagues will turn East Toria into a living Purgatory!"
"I have some resistance to biological diseases," Rosales said hesitantly, not wanting to go to the North Harmony District. "Couldn't I just stay in East Tolia for half a month?"
Because the fighting over there is almost at its worst; the Greenskin Orc and Genestealer are nearly taking over Celerus!
Going back at this time is practically suicide, isn't it?
However, Alvin looked at him quietly. "I forgot to mention, that spaceship was infected with the Gellar Iron Plague."
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Rosales shuddered, then nodded vigorously, "Yes, I'll leave right away. Thank you for saving my life again, Your Lord Alvin!"
What is the Gellar Iron Plague that could cause such fear in a Grand Sage?
The Gellar Iron Plague is a supernatural plague that silently contaminates and destroys the Gellar Field generators and other related equipment on board a starship during prolonged Warp voyages.
This supernatural disease, originating from the Grandfather Nurgle, not only infects ships and machinery but also its operators. Whether human or other living beings, even steel machines can be infected and gradually merge into one under the influence of the Gellar Iron Plague!
Unfortunately, the steel structures that have been built up over generations in East Tolia are almost the perfect breeding ground for the Gellar Iron Plague!
That's why Rosales was so terrified; he was afraid that if he slowed down, he would have to spend his whole life "fused" with machines.
"Looks like I'll have to make a trip to the Hongbei District eventually." After Rosales hurriedly hung up, Alvin rubbed his temples, pondering how to retrieve those Gene Seed.
He must cultivate his own power base; only in this way can he establish himself in the chaotic Imperium!
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