Kilsager and Chat Groups

Chapter 140 The Forgotten Cypher and the Arrival of the Lamenters

"So you were originally the Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds, the Lord of Alteramar, the Master of the Glory of Macragge, the Lord of the Ultramarines, and the most ambitious of the green-skinned orcs, and your name is Guilliman?"

Killer Killer touched his chin with his left hand and looked at Black Fang Muscle Man with his face turned to the side.

Although I think that what Kirsza said might just be a similar pronunciation, it might just be a difference between how shrimp and green skin are described.

Black Fang Muscle Strength nodded seriously; this female shrimp was quite accurate at judging beasts.

Tarachin was laughing hysterically in the chat group, while Kirsaqi felt like a million alpacas were stampeding through his mind.

What kind of expression would the Thirteenth Prince have if he woke up and saw this thing?

"Now, I bestow upon you a name, Naked Beast Muscle Man!" Kirsaj thought that since such a thing had appeared, he might as well let him continue. "Go and use your spores to build me an army of orc giants. They will replace your original Muscle Limit Warriors. The strongest batch will be called... Prosperity Army. Got it?"

“I understand.” Naked Beast Muscle Man nodded. Now its tribe all belonged to the female shrimp in front of it, and it was no longer called Black Fang.

"Also, the tribe has been renamed the Altrama Tribe. It's the power of a super cunning blue-skinned giant." Kilsaja coughed, recalling the spores born from Naked Beast Muscleman. "You might have some connection with that very waaaaaagh blue-skinned giant."

As a cunning and cruel orc hulking man, Naked Bout Muscle Man was quite willing to obey the orders of the female shrimp in front of him.

This female shrimp is cunning and cruel. She must have gotten this super stinky shrimp from the big yellow guy because she wasn't satisfied with how much the second brother was doing with her.

This female shrimp has a super big boat that can definitely hold a lot of canned goods, and maybe even the legendary corn and chicken wings.

Naked Bot Muscle Man nodded to himself, thinking that the female shrimp in front of him would definitely lead them into a super big waaaaaagh, letting them waaaaaagh to their heart's content.

Since it established the Five Hundred Worlds, it has rarely seen anything that can give it a good "waaaaaagh" feeling.

As a result, the Greenskin crisis and the Chaos invasion in the Skarrus Sector mysteriously disappeared, and the commanders of the Imperial Navy believed that these terrible enemies would strike again and turn the entire sector into their paradise.

Azure Star: Is that all?

El: These orcs slide down their knees so fast.

Chen Huijie: I don't understand.

Kirsaj: After subduing the orcs, tell them you're going to participate in a big waaaaaagh, but don't take them with you.

Kirsaj: These orcs will chase you to the ends of the earth, and then you'll be happily waaaaaagh.

Talassin: How did the orcs become like this?

Renault: They seem pretty happy?

Kirsaj: Green-skinned orcs are certainly happy.

Kirsaj: Don't you know how those three guys from the Heaven's War are doing? @Tarasin

Tarachin: At least we are still strong.

Kilsa rolled his eyes. Of the three 60-million-year-old Dengs, one was severely degenerated, one was slowly dying, and one was paralyzed.

Now, with the addition of a human empire on the verge of extinction, the tiny galaxy now boasts four corrupt overlords.

The Tau are also pitiful. Not long after entering the interstellar age, they had to deal with all sorts of messes left by their four great fathers.

According to the mission order, the Lamenters' Chapter is about to arrive in Cadia. I wonder how many of these unfortunate Sons of Sanguiles will be left.

Kirsagh imagined that she had mentioned something about what would happen in Cadia, but he forgot what it was.

Never mind, if I don't remember, it means it's not important.

The Cypher lord who had informed the Supreme Admiral earlier was still waiting, while casually slaying heretics who had fallen into chaos.

If he had known where Alpharis was, Cypher would have already charged at her with the Lion Sword, determined to find the Lion King.

"Damn Alpharis, you better really know where the Lion King is!" Cypher cursed Alpharis, who hadn't shown up yet. He didn't believe that an Originator would forget what he said.

If Kirsage heard this, she would say that she had truly forgotten. After all, even Old Man Huang forgets things, so how could she remember everything? She was just a pitiful chosen one of eternity.

At this moment in the Cardia system, Lord Creedburg, Sven Bloodhowl, Amalridge, and Alpharis, disguised as the Invincible Army, were discussing the deployment of enhanced defenses in the Obelisk region. The Fourth Company Commander of the Dark Angels also joined them.

“Sir, the oracle has detected a combat barge.” An Astragalus soldier jogged over. “According to their markings, this ship belongs to the Crying Legion’s ‘Blood Tear’.”

"The Lamenters Chapter? Are they here to support Kadia?" Amalridge asked. The warp storms in the Dreadshield Sector were extremely severe, and there were very few stable warp routes.

"They appear to have arrived in Cardia after wandering through the warp, and their ship bears numerous signs of battle," the Astragalman who came to report replied.

“It must be the Emperor’s power that gives us a greater chance of victory,” Sven Bloodhowl said without hesitation.

“Praise be to the Emperor.” Creed quietly gave an Aquila salute, then said to the Astral Army messenger, “Go and invite the Chapter Master of the Lamenters Chapter; we need his strength.”

Alpharis didn't speak. Kirsaj had told him before that an unfortunate chapter called the Lamenters would be coming to Cadia.

Alpharis admired these noble sons of Saint Gilles, but they seemed to be having a particularly bad time.

“I must inform you first,” Alpharis said, “that the Lamenters Chapter is still on the Redemption Expedition, so don’t have too much hope for the support they can provide.”

"The Redemption Expedition... Hmph!" Sven Gorehowl crossed his arms in dissatisfaction. Most of the people present were from Astartes and had no good feelings towards the so-called Redemption Expedition.

Only one in a hundred warbands survive the Atonement Expedition, and many warbands were forced to participate in the Atonement Expedition on trumped-up charges.

Moreover, chapters that go straight into the Eye of Terror will either be wiped out or return to the galaxy as Chaos Star Wars.

In Sven Gorehowl's view, the Atonement Expedition was simply to replenish Chaos's forces. The Space Marines weren't really demigods, and even with the strongest will, they couldn't withstand the infusion of Chaos's power at any cost.

Moreover, the Space Marine chapters exiled on the Atonement Expedition were already somewhat dissatisfied with the Imperium, so very few chapters could guarantee that they would not be infiltrated by Chaos.

"Hopefully, this battle will earn them a pardon." Sven Bloodhowl sighed. Without the great rebellion of that year, how could the Space Marines have ended up like this?

Alpharis remained silent, but he knew that if Saint Gilles knew his offspring were being treated this way, he would probably take his sword and hack his way all the way to Terra.