The Lamenters Chapter’s flagship, the Fortress-Monastery ship Mother of Tears, emerged from the Warp and returned to the material universe.
In the space not far from them, the left side of that Cobra-class destroyer had a massive asteroid stuck to it, clinging tightly like a stubborn plaster.
This group of Ork pirates didn’t look rich.
Their hull was mostly cobbled together from asteroid rubble and Ork metal scrap.
At that moment, on the asteroid attached to the human warship, Ork Mekboyz were gleefully dismantling things and painting Greenskin symbols on the destroyer.
Obviously, they had set their sights on this ship.
“My Lord, thankfully we have successfully escaped from the Warp storm.
However, the entire Chapter currently has 170 men remaining, and our ammunition reserves are severely depleted.
The most critical issue is that only 52 suits of power armor remain available for use, and there is a severe shortage of Adeptus Mechanicus personnel inside the ship…
We are currently unable to conduct proper repairs.” Inside the warship, Lamenters Chapter Master Malakim Phoros listened to his subordinate report the Chapter’s current situation.
At that moment, his spirit was slightly exhausted, but after receiving the distress signal, he still took a deep breath and prepared for battle.
Looking at the hololith before him, Malakim calculated the threat level while glancing at his heavily scarred battle-brothers around him.
The Lamenters Chapter had just experienced the Defense of Corillia, but due to the distrust and unauthorized retreat of allied forces, they suffered heavy casualties.
By the time the White Scars’ reinforcements arrived, the entire Chapter had fewer than two hundred men left.
But this was only the beginning of the tragedy.
Even though they were of the Cursed Founding, as the sons of Sanguinius, they still considered themselves indebted to the White Scars.
Before they had a chance to repay the favor, however, their Chapter’s Fortress-Monastery ship was drawn into a Warp storm, losing contact with the Imperium for a century.
They had already been declared completely annihilated by the higher-ups.
When they finally emerged from the Warp storm, the Chapter’s Librarius believed this was due to the mighty power of the Emperor.
The most direct evidence was that the real universe around this sector was extremely stable, and the core of this stability was the warship in the distance!
Based on his original calculations, the Chapter would have needed at least another century to escape the effects of the Warp storm, yet they had just been pulled back into the real universe in an instant.
Upon returning to the real universe, they saw a solitary Cobra-class frigate in the distance being attacked by Greenskin pirates and broadcasting a distress signal.
Although all this seemed like too much of a coincidence, the Lamenters, who as the sons of Sanguinius had forged deep friendships with mortals, would absolutely not allow the Emperor’s citizens to suffer threats from xenos.
They immediately tried to establish communications with the vessel and had already ordered the ship to move closer, readying boarding craft to provide support.
After the communications channel was established, what surprised them was that even though they had been missing for a century, the mortals on the ship still seemed to know their identity.
“Honored sons of Sanguinius!
Thank you for responding to our distress call!
Due to Warp disturbances, we suddenly emerged directly from the Warp into this area and were besieged by Orks.
There is also a Dark Angel from the First Legion on board, currently fighting the Greenskins!” Only one Dark Angel on board?
Malakim was slightly surprised upon hearing this, but in his eyes, the loyal First Legion’s operational style was mysterious.
This Dark Angel was perhaps lurking on this ship, executing some kind of mission.
Chapters all kept secrets from one another, so he would not delve too deeply into this son of the Lion.
What caught his attention was the first half of the message: this Cobra-class destroyer had also suddenly emerged back into the real universe from the Warp due to Warp disturbances.
This was very similar to the scenario they had encountered.
If their early escape from the Warp storm was a manifestation of the Emperor, then this Cobra destroyer was undoubtedly a directive given to them by the Emperor.
They would not hesitate to save the suffering citizens of the Emperor.
However, one thought briefly echoed in Malakim’s mind: was this Dark Angel on the ship related to their unusual escape from the Warp?
As the Chapter’s Librarius had said, this area of the real universe was extremely stable; perhaps it was the influence of some relic?
But this thought only appeared for an instant.
As Lancelot’s voice signal connected to their vox-channel, the Dark Angel’s first sentence left them stunned.
“Thank you for coming, noble sons of Sanguinius.
Brothers of the Lamenters Chapter, I have heard of your deeds.
I am Lancelot.
The Dark Angels will absolutely never forget your kindness, and I look forward to fighting shoulder-to-shoulder with you on the battlefield.” Lancelot did not intend to speak too many words directly over the vox-channel.
This was the Dark Angels’ style.
Hearing Lancelot’s brief words, Lamenters Chapter Master Malakim did not feel surprised.
What surprised him was that Lancelot, a Dark Angel of the First Legion, despite knowing their identity, still extended goodwill and respect to the Lamenters Chapter.
The voice echoing in the vox-channel instantly boosted everyone’s morale.
Noble sons of Sanguinius!
They had never been addressed like this!
Ever since the Cursed Founding, they had not been welcomed by any Chapter, and had even been abandoned on the battlefield by their allies, the Mortifactors Chapter, during the Defense of Corillia.
Thus, as remnants of the Cursed Founding, inherently bearing a stain, they didn’t even dare to publicly proclaim themselves as the sons of Sanguinius.
Although the Lamenters inwardly prayed for the gaze of their gene-sire Sanguinius and the Emperor, when facing a loyal and honorable Dark Angel of the First Legion, Chapter Master Malakim only felt somewhat unworthy and ashamed.
Now, by a stroke of luck, they had originally prepared to rescue a mortal ship, but they never expected to get acquainted with a Dark Angel of the First Legion and receive his recognition.
This was truly an uplifting matter for them.
“Do not fail the blood of Sanguinius!” Malakim immediately organized the remaining twenty Astartes of the Second Company to board the assault craft, preparing to power up the lances and surgically eliminate the Greenskin Orks’ space firepower directly from the outside!
At that moment, all the warriors were geared up and ready to go.
They would surgically eliminate the threat of those Ork pirates with precision, and then reunite with the Dark Angel who respected them!
Meanwhile, Lancelot, who had completed the brief exchange with the Lamenters, once again swung his sword to eradicate a Greenskin in front of him.
The Krieg Death Korps soldiers behind Lancelot used their incinerators to thoroughly purify the Greenskins’ corpses.
The current situation on the ship was roughly clear.
Because of the influence of the Inviolable Domain, those Greenskin Orks couldn’t WAAAGH!
in front of him, so they had now turned around to find trouble with the Stealers.
With these two factions at each other’s throats, Lancelot’s advance became much easier.
His next step was to directly slaughter his way to the Ork headquarters and slay the Ork Warlord leading these Greenskin pirates.
Then, the Ork crisis would essentially be resolved.
As for the remaining Genestealers, they had been worn down by the Greenskins; once the battle-brothers of the Lamenters Chapter arrived, clearing them out would also be very simple.
The only slightly delicate thing was…
he was actually a Fallen Angel disguised as a Dark Angel.
Once this secret was leaked, although the reward of the Oath of Imperium Secundus wouldn’t change, his Combat Score would be deducted, equivalent to weakening his combat power.
Furthermore…
if this matter were exposed and the Lamenters found out, who knew if those fanatics of the Dark Angels would directly use the Lamenters as blood sacrifices?!
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