Chapter 417
Alvin's trip to Pertita was very fruitful; he not only gained a "C'tan" slave, but also incidentally found his "suffering master."
The magic he learned in Marvel was essentially a kind of "borrowing" behavior. Every time a magician borrowed power, he had to pay a price. The greater the power of the magic he created, the greater the price he had to pay.
This is precisely why Alvin, despite learning magic, had very little practical experience.
However, this problem has now been solved.
He found the perfect "loan" target: the great C'tan, the embodiment of the rules of the Materium, who could use the power of the Void Dragon Magradros at will without paying any price!
"We should go back." Alvin became more composed; considering Aeros's condition, they didn't have time to waste here.
"How do we get back?" Hilda glanced at the Void Dragon. "Didn't he damage our spaceship?"
"Simple, just build one, right?" Alvin said, then turned his gaze to Magradros: "Aren't you Void Dragon? Use the materials we have to craft a spaceship for us."
Where did the materials come from?
Magradros looked around; apart from the Blackstone tomb of the Necron, there was nothing else.
I really want to say that I am Void Dragon, not a wish-granting dragon. Even a skilled cook can't make a meal without ingredients, let alone a spaceship.
"Here are the materials," Alvin said, stomping his foot on the ground and turning to look to the side. "Would you mind if I borrowed some things?"
Torzak didn't care. "It's useless here anyway, so making use of it is fine."
"...-" Magradros's lips twitched. "Do you know how much power I have to expend to build a spaceship that can travel in space?"
In its prime, let alone a spaceship, building a space fortress would be a piece of cake. But the problem is—now there are only fragments left, and every bit of strength is precious!
"Fine, it's fine if you don't make it." Alvin glanced at him, then pulled out a notebook and wrote in it, "On such and such a date, Magradros was found to be uncooperative, and his service period is increased by one year---"
"... I'll make it, I'll make it, okay?!"
Magradros was a bit overwhelmed. He just wanted to conserve his energy, but instead he was labeled as "slacking off" and even had his service years extended?
At this point, I began to sense that something was amiss with those complicated terms and conditions.
Two days later.
With Torzak's help, Magradros used materials from the Blackstone Citadel and the Hyperdimensional Cube to build a small warship for Alvin.
The entire warship was jet black, coated with Blackstone to isolate it from the effects of the Warp, and its shape resembled a sickle or a flat crescent moon.
According to Torzak, this shape is more advantageous for the warship to travel faster than the speed of light in the Materium.
Yes, this warship is not equipped with a "Warp Engine" and cannot travel in Warp. Its greatest advantage is that it can travel at faster-than-light speed in the physical universe while isolating itself from Warp!
"Great, now I look even more like a heretic."
Alvin pinched the bridge of his nose. If the Vought saw this thing, they'd probably drag him away and burn him!
Overall, however, this crescent-shaped warship, which resembles Necron, remains a priceless treasure!
The warship's engines started up with a roar, and it went from a standstill to the speed of light in the blink of an eye. Alvin, who was inside, did not feel the sudden acceleration caused by the difference in gravity.
"As expected of Void Dragon's product, it's truly a masterpiece!" Alvin was starting to like this rather unorthodox warship.
After all, who could resist a warship that could skip across water at the speed of light in space?
Suddenly, Hilda frowned, seemingly unwell, and her face turned pale.
Noticing her unusual behavior, Alvin immediately asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
No, you—didn't you feel it?
Hilda seemed somewhat surprised, blinked, stared at him intently for a long while, and muttered to herself in a strange tone, "That shouldn't be the case, don't you really feel anything at all?"
"How should I feel?" Alvin was completely baffled by the question, not understanding what she was up to.
"That's strange." Hilda, as if she had discovered a "new continent," leaned closer, looking him up and down, occasionally pinching him: "I really can't feel anything—"
"--Can you stop with the riddles?" Alvin said, half annoyed and half frustrated, shaking her off.
"It's the shadow of the insect hive."
At this moment, Magradros also cast a strange look at her, as if she had seen a "rare species": "You must be Psyker too, right? Don't you really feel anything at all?"
Unbeknownst to them, the Hive's fleet had already approached this star system, and its enormous shadow in the Warp was causing Hilda great distress.
But to her surprise, when she turned her head, she found that Alvin, Psychic Power level was even lower than hers, did not react at all, as if nothing had happened!
That's very strange!
It's important to understand that the shadow of the Hive Mind in the Warp can cause discomfort even to ordinary people, aside from the special "Blank," those who are untouchable.
Moreover, what about Psyker are born with a connection to the Warp?
She was able to remain calm because she possessed Aeldari technology that could shield her from some of the influence of the Hive Mind. But what about Alvin?
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Alvin felt a little uneasy and shrank his neck uncomfortably.
I was also wondering about it.
It's a bit illogical. He's clearly Psyker, yet he didn't feel any discomfort, not even the shadow of the insect hive in the Warp!
Could it be that the Yellow Skin is protecting me?!
After racking his brains but still unable to come up with a reasonable explanation, Alvin shook his head. "Never mind, it's not important. Let's go back quickly."
He took a deep breath and looked outside the spaceship. "Now that the Shadow in the Warp of the Hive Mind has enveloped this star system, I'm afraid... Aeros's situation is no longer optimistic."
As it turned out, he was right.
When this Necrons spaceship, resembling a broken plank, sped through the Realspace like skipping stones, and entered the star system near "Aeros," Alvin's heart sank.
The skies above the entire Aeros Industrial World were now filled with a vast fleet visible to the naked eye. The Tyran bio-motherships were firing up plasma beams, illuminating the pitch-black universe as if it were daytime!
The Imperium Navy fleet, in conjunction with the Cadian Shock Troops, is fighting desperately to prevent the Tyran from completely taking over Aeros.
More importantly, hundreds of space mining platforms are being fiercely attacked by Tyran. The artillery fire is pouring down like raindrops. Every minute and every second, mining platforms are collapsing, burning, and emitting mournful cries amidst the billowing smoke!
The situation was clearly not optimistic; the speed of the Tyran fleet's attack once again surprised him!
Not three days, and definitely not five!
In just two days, Tyran's Leviathan Bio-ship completely breached the front lines, and Aeros Industrial World clearly could not withstand the massive Tyran fleet for three days!
"Someone come here!"
Alvin, watching the Tyran Bio-ship in the family channel, roared, "Get the cannons set up, let's give them a good blast first!"