Where's Calgar? Somebody save us!

The next day.

After waiting all day without any news from Hilda, Alvin wasn't too worried. He believed that with Hilda's abilities, rescuing Rosales from the edge of the nest area shouldn't be a problem.

"Young master, Drakris's Servitor have arrived."

Elsa brought the news after he had finished breakfast.

"Drakris..." Alvin narrowed his eyes slightly. He had learned a secret from Rosales yesterday.

Drakris had secretly connected with the Dark Mechanicum and, for unknown reasons, betrayed Rosales, which led to him being hunted down everywhere.

Alvin was now somewhat wary of the Grand Sage, but he could still maintain a semblance of politeness, since his stated purpose for this trip was to purchase a small Shield Device.

"Okay, please tell me I'll be there soon."

After changing back into his noble attire, Alvin followed his Servitor to Drakris's residence.

Cables were everywhere, and huge mechanical constructs filled the factory-like space, piled with discarded products. The Grand Sage Drakris stood before one of these massive mechanical constructs.

This Grand Sage, Forge World of Styx Eight, controlled a huge mechanical crane while sitting in a device that resembled a "cradle." He would occasionally operate the surrounding mechanical arms to perform maintenance work on the creation.

To be honest, after seeing so many Tech-priest, Alvin always had this feeling that they all looked pretty much the same.

With several mechanical Prosthetic limb on his back, his entire body has undergone various mechanical modifications, implanted with numerous mechanical devices, and a hairless, grotesque, and distorted face, he would definitely be the standard villain if viewed from a different worldview.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Drakris."

Alvin, observing aristocratic etiquette, greeted the Grand Sage.

"Carroll said you're here to buy a small Shield Device?" Drakris sat in the mechanical cradle, slowly lowered by the boom until he was at eye level with Alvin.

The Grand Sage's gaze was filled with an indescribable meaning; it seemed to be asking about the Energy Shield, but it also carried a hint of interrogation.

For some reason, Alvin always felt that Drakris's words seemed to have a hidden meaning.

But he couldn't figure out the other party's background, so he could only pretend not to understand and feign ignorance. "Yes, Lord Drakris."

"Alright, for Carroll's sake, I'll give you what you want."

Drakris seemed to have lost interest, glanced at him, and then turned the robotic arm away.

That's it?!

Alvin was a bit confused. He suddenly had his Servitor summon him, only to have the conversation end after a couple of questions?

You can leave now.

Drakris turned around, seemingly busy with something, but didn't forget to remind everyone, "This is a nest area controlled by Styx Eight. Whatever your ideas, you'd better not cause me any trouble. Styx Eight isn't Agamemnon, understand?"

The last sentence carried a strong sense of threat.

Clearly, it was impossible for the Mechanicus to keep Alvin's secret manipulation of Agamemnon in the Hyperion Sector from their eyes.

Alvin, of course, didn't think his little trick could fool the Mechanicus: "Of course, Lord Drakris, I guarantee there won't be any accidents. Once I get the Shield Device, I'll leave immediately."

Drakris didn't even turn his head. "You can go now. I'll have someone deliver the Shield Device to you."

He seemed to be merely issuing a warning to Alvin not to cause trouble on the territory of Styx Eight.

As Alvin was about to turn and leave, he hesitated for a few seconds, then turned back and said, "Lord Drakris, I've heard that the Edge Nest is teeming with Genestealer. Why don't you just eliminate them directly?"

This is none of your business.

Drakris's tone was firm as he said calmly, "They're just a bunch of low-level trash from the Underhive. What can they do even if they gather in large numbers?"

"Lord Drakris, although the Genestealer individually weak, they are ultimately the tentacles of the 'Tyran' hive. If we don't eliminate them as soon as possible, I'm worried..." Even at this moment, Alvin was still trying his best to prevent Celerus from falling into the predicament of the original storyline.

But unfortunately... even the proud Tech-Priest of the Styx Eight, Drakris, never took the Genestealer seriously. "I don't need you to command me. We have ways to deal with those disgusting bugs. My Diet Guard will wipe them out soon, including those Orks outside!"

Looking at the proud Drakris, Alvin was truly at his wit's end. He completely abandoned his original plan and instead decided to get away from here as soon as possible.

There's no way to save them, they might as well die!

From beginning to end, Styx Eight never took the so-called Genestealer seriously. These crazy Tech-priest were obsessed with the Blackstone Creation of the Necron. No wonder they almost allowed the Revered Ancestor Dragon's plan to succeed later on.

Arrogance is humanity's greatest enemy.

It has robbed humanity of humility and respect. Weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival; arrogance... is the original sin!

The value of this statement continues to rise.

Alvin sighed deeply in his heart, knowing that he couldn't change the outcome. Since that was the case, he could only stay away from them to avoid getting splattered with their blood when he died.

"Judging from your expression, it doesn't seem to be going very well?"

Upon returning to the mansion, Elsa noticed his unusual expression and asked him with concern.

"Get the others ready." Alvin sighed, rubbing his throbbing temples. "Once the energy device arrives tomorrow, we'll leave immediately. We won't go to our deaths with them."

Drakris's attitude sealed the fate of the Styx Eight. No wonder he let the Genestealer sneak into their base. If this were a game, he'd be a complete liability and doesn't deserve to win! An angry Alvin sat in his chair, pondering his next move, when a warning sounded in his mind.

[Dear Navigator, a new world has been discovered for you]

Should we proceed immediately?

The Navigator's reminder pulled Alvin back to reality; he hadn't expected it to happen at a time like this.

"I won't go for now." He shook his head, rejecting the Navigator System's request to immediately travel through time.

The situation in the Celerus Hive was worse than expected. He had clearly been warning them, almost explicitly hinting at it, but Drakris's reaction was still one of disregard.

If nothing unexpected happens, Alvin guesses that the "Poor Prince" cult will soon join forces with the Greenskin Orc to launch a pincer attack on Celerus Hive.

Even with Iron Hands and Brass Claws in the hive, it would be difficult to withstand the siege of Orks and Genestealer under such circumstances.

This place is not safe to stay for long!

Celerus will soon be caught in a pincer movement between the Genestealer and the Greenskin Orc, so once he rescues Rosales and purchases a small Shield Device, he must immediately flee this dangerous place.

Only after returning to the "Sword of Redemption" will we have enough time and energy to plan the next world.

I wonder how things are going with Hilda.

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

Just as he was wondering whether to contact Hilda, there seemed to be some fluctuation in the Warp, and a Psychic Power message came through.

It was Hilda; she said Rosales is safe and has been successfully rescued.

She hid all fifty Gene Seed, the MK7 Aquila -type Power Armor, and the implanted organs in the Webway, temporarily under the guard of Aeldari warriors.

But Hilda also brought him bad news.

The green-skinned orc general Krodaka is leading a large number of green-skinned special forces and speedsters to completely surround the Celerus Nest. Currently, the Mechanicus has sealed off all entrances and activated the highest level of defense protocol!

The Bastion-class Energy Shield has completely enveloped the entire hive area, turning Celerus into an "isolated city" from which neither entry nor exit is possible!

And there's even worse news.

Hilda discovered that many of the Genestealer that had been entrenched in the peripheral nesting areas had suddenly disappeared. She guessed that they had infiltrated into the main city nesting areas along those ancient pipes.

Within just a few hours, the situation in the Celerus Hive suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse.

It seems that everything is hurtling headlong into the direction of losing control!

Is there any worse news?

Alvin sighed, rubbing his forehead. He felt like his bad luck had gotten even worse!

As if to confirm his thoughts, a strong sense of foreboding suddenly took hold of his mind.

Alvin felt inexplicably flustered and subconsciously looked out the window at the sky. Although it was forbidden to look up at night on the Alert Star, he couldn't care less about that now.

That one glance made Alvin's pupils shrink!

Boom!

A blazing meteor streaked across the sky!

With a surge of air, a sharp whooshing sound and a series of sonic booms instantly resounded throughout the entire nest area, causing countless people to look up in awe.

The streak of light that pierced the sky descended from the heavens at an astonishing speed, passing over Celerus and landing directly in the area outside the Energy Shield not far away!

Boom--!!!

The explosion from the impact was like a dazzling sun, too bright to look at directly. Amid the violent shaking of the ground, a mushroom cloud nearly a hundred meters high could be clearly seen rising into the air. The terrifying shockwave, carrying smoke and dust, crashed against the Energy Shield like a tsunami!

Dense ripples spread across the Energy Shield!

What exactly is that crashed on the edge of the nest area?

After the brief shockwave subsided, the entire sound array of the nest area was suddenly invaded by an unknown force, and then came an extremely piercing sound that made people feel fear!

"I am Harken, vanguard of the great Black Legion, under Chaos Warmaster Abaddon, the Raptor Lord!"

Blasphemous Chaos words, uttered directly from the public communication array, echoed throughout the entire Celerus Hive. The malevolent whispers of Chaos, like a seductive demon, Daemon: "On behalf of the great Chaos Warmaster Abaddon, I proclaim to you, the subjects of the Corpse Emperor, the coming of death and end!"

"From this moment on, eighty days and nights!"

"I will seize the Alert Star and offer it to the Lord of the Legion, the great Chaos Marshal... Abaddon!"

Oh no, it's "Eighty Brother"!

After hearing the Chaos warning from the loudspeaker array, Alvin froze on the spot, taking a full half minute to recover.

Haarken Worldclaimer, the Chaos Lord the Black Legion, is a trusted lieutenant of Chaos Warmaster Abaddon. He often plunges a spear into the surface of a planet to announce its death!

What he excels at is sowing seeds of Chaos and terror before the Black Legion's main fleet arrives, undermining the will to resist on planets, thus making it easier for Abaddon to conquer the world.

As for why he's called "Eighty Brother," there's a reason for that. Harken boasted that he would get the Alert Star for Abaddon eighty days, but in the end, he naturally failed, earning him the nickname "Eighty Brother."

Joking aside, it doesn't diminish the fact that Haarken Worldclaimer's strength is absolutely outstanding and excellent within the Black Legion.

It is said that Harken studied the monstrous book Nostramo Blood Codex, written with the blood of a monarch and filled with terrifying theories, left behind by the traitorous Primarch, 40K Batman "Konrad Curze," as well as the Blood Scroll, a legendary Chaos artifact written by the madman Angron.

Furthermore, Harken even sacrificed some of his sanity to peek into the Magnus Book, a massive work of sorcery in the hands of the Thousand Words, which contained all sorts of mysteries and legends from across the galaxy!

Harken is a man of three talents, skilled in both literature and martial arts.

But... it shouldn't be this fast.

According to the storyline on Alert Star, Harken will only appear on Alert Star after the fleet from Calgar arrives, and the location where he throws the Hell Spear is definitely not in the Celerus Hive, but should be in the Hyperion Sector!

Chaos! Everything's in chaos!

It seems that the flapping of his wings, like a butterfly's wings, caused the situation on the entire Alert Star to begin heading in a direction that no one could control... racing wildly!

The ominous premonition that had always lingered in his heart seemed to be confirmed at this moment. The arrival of the Haarken Worldclaimer, meant that... the Chaos Black Legion was about to arrive at the Alert Star!

Where's Calgar? Please help!

Thirteenth Lord, for the sake of the Second Empire, tell Calgar up! If he doesn't come soon, Alert Star will be gone, and your Indomitable Crusade will end as soon as it begins!

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