Warhammer: Saving Humanity Begins with the Resurrection of Horus

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And so, Lynch arrived at the bridge fully armed. In contrast to her flamboyant attire, the other Astartes Primal Chief in the exploration team looked much more ordinary, with a plain-looking MKX power armor, a bomb gun, and a power sword, appearing no different from a normal Astartes.

If we really have to point out something special, it's that the explosive gun in the original Forged Leader's hand has an additional scope, and his backpack isn't an ordinary backpack, but a jump pack that can take him into the air for a short flight.

“Lord Lynch,” Sage Evelyn spoke. Her attire was no different from before, except that her weapon had changed from an ordinary power scepter to an extraordinary-looking Omnisaiah Axe.

Lynch nodded to her, then walked over to Caul's side.

Kaul seemed unaware of Lynch's arrival, simply staring ahead. Lynch followed his gaze and saw the Explorer King's external sealing plates slowly opening after it left the warp.

The boundless Milky Way reappeared before his eyes, and in the darkness and nothingness, a yellowish-brown planet emitted a faint light. Through observation of the planet's surface, Lin Qi could determine that it possessed a thin atmosphere, meaning—there should be water on the planet.

“Palatu,” Caul said. “The ruins are on this planet. We’ve determined their approximate location, and the specific exploration of them will now be your responsibility.”

Lin Qi took a deep breath and then nodded.

"clear."

He said this, gripping the handle of the spear tightly.

Chapter 115 Not as good as Macurag

Without much planning, a Stormbird departed from the Explorer King, dropping Lynch, the Primal Forged Leader, Evelyn, and a Fortress Starfighter onto the ground.

The Stormbird's hatch opened, and a cloud of yellow sand rushed into the cabin.

Fortunately, Lynch and the Forged One were both wearing helmets, and Evelyn was also wearing a specially made mask. Furthermore, all three had undergone special modifications and were equipped with unique gear, so when they finally set foot on this strange planet and were enveloped in the 40-degree Celsius heat, none of them experienced any discomfort.

“This reminds me of Badab,” Lynch remarked. On Badab, the planet’s most distinctive features were endless yellow sands and a continuous mountain range on the other side. “It’s just not as hot or as desolate as here.”

“You’ll be very surprised when you get back,” Evelyn replied. “Your warriors have governed the galaxy very well, especially Badab; you probably can’t imagine what it’s like now.”

"What does it look like?"

Evelyn remained silent for a long while before slowly uttering a word, or rather, a place name.

"Macurag".

"Ok?"

"It's just a metaphor. However, under the rule of your warriors, although it has only been a short year, every aspect of Badab is indeed becoming more and more similar to the Five Hundred World Capital Mackrag that I have only read about in books, which is governed by the Ultramarines."

From this perspective, Ryan and his team have done a pretty good job managing Badab. Although it's certainly not as good as Macurag, the fact that Evelyn used it as a comparison suggests that it has some merit.

Yuan Zhuzhi didn't speak. He silently uploaded a map, showing a route that was about three kilometers long.

If they continue along this route, they can reach the ruins that Kaul mentioned.

Beneath the mask, Evelyn's face revealed a hint of excitement. Unlike the other two present, as a follower of the Cult of Mechanics, she possessed a strong fanaticism and worship for the STC, not to mention that this STC was a legacy left behind by her now-extinct family.

Even if the inheritance has to be handed over in the end, being able to witness its birth is an incredibly wonderful thing for Evelyn Dietersdorf.

“Give me five minutes.” Evelyn took a deep breath to calm herself down. “I’ll activate the mech and have it lead the way.”

Lin Qi and the leader of the original forging exchanged a glance. Although they couldn't see each other's expressions because of the helmets, they could understand each other's meaning.

“Okay,” Lynch said to Evelyn. “No need to rush. Being well-prepared will allow us to better face any potential dangers ahead.”

Evelyn nodded and walked to the mech's side. One of her tentacles extended from her back and then inserted into an interface on the mech's body.

Bowing her head, the red-robed sage began to pray. As she continued to pray, the ancient Fortress Star fighter, a minion of the God of Myriad Machines, officially awoke from its silence, stood up, and stood tall on this land.

Evelyn retracted her tentacles and then issued her first command.

"Alert Mode α, activated."

The mech silently carried out its master's orders. The machine gun on its shoulder began to warm up, and at the same time, the built-in camera and biosensor system started to operate, detecting any possible biological signals in the surroundings.

Evelyn input the route map that the Primal Forged Head had just sent into the mech. The mech received it, took a step, and began to walk at the front of the group.

The three watched the mech pilot's retreating figure, and only started walking after he had gone about fifty meters, following closely behind.

Four long tracks appeared on the yellow sand, but were quickly covered by the wind. On the distant horizon, the star illuminating this planet began to slowly sink. Unlike the blood-red hue of a normal sunset, this planet's star shone with a glittering gold at sunset, as if someone had melted gold and forged it into the invisible light.

A massive canyon appeared on the ground, and the group stopped. The Primal Forged Leader began examining the map, searching for a route into the canyon.

Lin Qi walked over to the mech, which turned its head and tilted its head to look at the target marked as "ally" in the program.

Lin Qi glanced at the mech and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

At first glance, this guy is actually quite cute, but who would have thought that this cute guy, after undergoing special combat modifications, could be just as powerful as an Astartes?

Evelyn stood at the back of the group. She was assigned to open doors and help with STC identification this time. After all, no one knew the signals inside the ruins, and it was always beneficial to have a professional with the group.

However, the red-robed sage frowned at this moment, looking in a direction to the east of the group, constantly using her telescope to enhance her system.

"Evelyn, we should go."

Lynch stepped forward and reminded Evelyn, who was still not moving despite having accepted the route, for some reason.

Evelyn raised one of her fingers and pointed into the distance.

"There seems to be something there?"

"Didn't the fighter jets issue an alarm? I remember its detection range was quite large."

“Ten kilometers,” Evelyn replied. “The fighter's detection range is ten kilometers. Within these five kilometers, unless there is specialized camouflage, it can detect any living creature.”

At this point, Evelyn realized that her statement was strange, since no matter how wide her vision and perception were, they were still inferior to those of combat soldiers who had been specially enhanced in this regard.

But for some reason, she had a gut feeling that there seemed to be something in the direction she was looking.

Lynch narrowed his eyes. Based on his understanding, Evelyn was not someone who spoke without reason.

Perhaps she's genuinely experiencing something different by saying this now.

After all, this is Warhammer, and we must be wary of everything.

"Let's speed things up."

Lynch took a deep breath and spoke seriously to Evelyn.

"After all, it's a planet with remnants of the dark age of technology... We need to be careful, speed up, contact Caul after we find our target, and then leave with the supplies."

Evelyn nodded, inputted the new route into the mech, and then left with Lynch and the others. However, before leaving, she took one last look at the direction she had just been observing.

Three kilometers away from the group, a mechanical arm was stuck in the yellow sand, with some tattered red cloth on it and a strange, blasphemous, and twisted symbol.

Within the chaotic eight-pointed star is a skull embedded in gears. The skull is divided into two halves: the left side is a completely empty human skull without flesh and blood, while the right side is a monster face with some flesh and blood and mechanical structure.

If Evelyn were here, she would surely recognize what this symbol represents.

That is the Dark Mechanicus.

Chapter 116 Deterioration of Kaul: Fallen Angel... Kaul: I suggest you don't say it.

The three-person team traversed the yellow sand and soon arrived at a huge canyon, guided by the route.

This was an incredibly vast canyon. Even with the naked eye, Lin Qi could roughly estimate that the rock walls on both sides were hundreds of meters high. A gap large enough for three Land Raiders to pass through appeared before him, like a gate that had been deliberately opened, waiting for someone to step into it.

The fighter pilots moved forward, and the scanning system began to function. After confirming that there was no danger inside the canyon, they continued to advance.

The three followed behind the fighter pilots, all maintaining a high state of alert. Lin Qi rested his free hand on the handle of the explosive rifle at his waist, while his hand gripping the power spear was taut, ready to deliver a fierce and savage thrust at any moment.

Evelyn shared vision with the fighter soldier, and the Omnisaiah Axe in her hand entered a ready stance, flashing with blinding arcs of electricity.

The one who seemed the most relaxed was probably the leader of the original forge. His posture remained unchanged, still holding the scoped explosive gun on his body. However, in reality, he was probably the most vigilant person present.

The wind, coming from who knows where, blew into the canyon, carrying with it a scattering of sand and gravel.

"Wait a moment."

Yuan Zhuzhi suddenly stopped and spoke, causing the two people and one machine in front of him to stop as well.

"what happened?"

Lin Qi asked, his expression serious.

"Something's wrong."

The leader of the original forging responded, and then he went to the rock wall on the left, stretched out a hand, and began to stroke it.

"Combat soldiers can only detect living creatures. As for dead creatures, even if there are some traces, they generally won't notice them unless specifically pointed out."

The Forged One said this, and Evelyn nodded readily in agreement after hearing his words.

"But within a ten-kilometer radius, even without searching for traces, we can know the enemy's movements."

"But this will make us miss out on something."

Yuan Zhuzhi looked at the rock wall in front of him, took a deep breath, and the next moment, his eyes began to emit a brilliant white light.

The surrounding air began to grow colder, and the once perpetually hot planet was now artificially transformed into a low-temperature zone on its surface. Psionic energy flowed from the Primal Forged Leader's palm and quickly covered the entire rock wall.

One by one, traces began to appear. Lin Qi stepped forward, looked at these traces, and was first puzzled, then his brows furrowed quickly.

"Someone got here before us."

He spoke.

"And these people have no good intentions."

This is the assessment of the original leader. He had just noticed a small patch of a different color on the rock wall. Through analysis, he suspected that it was a trace of blood, and human blood at that. But where did humans come from on a lifeless, barbaric planet?

Without a doubt, the humans who left this trace came from the void.

After recreating it using psychic powers, they found that it was indeed the case.

"It is the Dark Mechanicus, my comrades who have fallen into the abyss of sin."

Evelyn recognized a symbol among the traces, which made her tone turn angry, then annoyed.

Damn it, how did they find out...?

Psychic prophecy? Damn it, these guys...

"Don't worry, they're dead now."

Lynch stepped forward and his words helped Evelyn regain her composure.

Evelyn took a deep breath and nodded.

The Primal Forged Leader used his psionic powers to recreate the canyon where they were standing in the past. They could see that in the past, the rock walls were covered with various traces of battle: scratches carved by swords, craters blasted by explosives, and bullets embedded in the walls after being fired from bomb guns.

A person leaned against the rock wall, head bowed, motionless.