A Core Ship From The Start
Chapter 1029 - Chapter 1029 Chapter 706 Clock Tower Number

Chapter 1029: Chapter 706 Clock Tower Number Chapter 1029: Chapter 706 Clock Tower Number [Timer: -78.30.05]

Marius led the first squad aboard the Fury Blade, speeding toward the location of the Clock Tower at maximum velocity. Although the news he heard was unbelievable, Marius, as a Limit Warrior and one of Kiriman’s four Champion Warriors, had to take up this daunting task.

However, there was also a group of unfamiliar guests aboard the warship.

“Honestly, I think you shouldn’t be here.”

Marius stared seriously at Duanmu Huai in front of him. If it had been only him, Marius might not have said anything. But seeing the girl sitting on Duanmu Huai’s shoulder, and the young girl next to them doing soft gymnastics, Marius felt he had to speak up.

“I’m here just to avoid any worst-case scenarios.”

Duanmu Huai smiled slightly.

“After all, in combating the Subspace Evil God, you are no different from clueless children. I’m really worried that if you capsize and die in the gutter, Kiriman might think I’ve plotted some conspiracy, so just to be safe, it’s better I accompany you.”

“Limit Warriors are veterans with rich combat experience; we can handle any situation.”

“Be careful with your words, kid.”

Duanmu Huai glanced at him.

“Horus and a throng of Astarte laid low by the Evil God. Don’t tell me you think your first squad is tougher than Horus and his Luna Wolves.”

“…………”

Of course, Marius wouldn’t dare to claim so, yet his disagreement wasn’t about that.

“No, that is not what I meant, Sir Judge. I mean… we shouldn’t bring children to the battlefield on such a mission.”

“These aren’t ordinary little girls.”

Duanmu Huai let out a chuckle.

“Believe me, they might not be much different from your Astarte, and perhaps this time they might save your lives.”

“Report, sir.”

Just then, the voice from the communication tube came through.

“We’ve contacted the Clock Tower, but…”

“What is it?”

Marius turned his head towards the communications officer, whose expression was somewhat terrified.

“You’d better come listen to this.”

Marius walked over to the communications officer, who then reactivated the communication.

“This is the Thirteenth Legion’s Fifth Fleet Fury Blade, we will commence a routine check. Please respond if you hear us.”

“…………”

However, no response came from the other side. Marius frowned, listening intently, then he heard it.

It was a scream.

“Ahh…!!”

It was as if countless tortured souls were suffering, their screams piercing through. The screams were sharp, rending, agonizing. Even as Marius stood there, horrific, bloody images sprang to his mind–in a cabin drenched in blood, crew members screamed as their skins were sliced and bodies torn apart; their souls wailed in agony, and they…

Just then, a hand suddenly reached over and turned off the ghastly screaming, causing Marius to hesitate, momentarily snapping back to reality only to see Duanmu Huai standing behind him.

“Listening to this too much isn’t good for your health, better to listen less.”

“What was that?”

“The wailing of souls. This warship has become a nest of evil, the poor wretches serving on this ship have all been sacrificed to the Blood God; their bodies transformed, corrupted, while their souls will be eternally imprisoned on this ship, enduring endless torment.”

“…………”

Upon hearing Duanmu Huai’s response, Marius twitched his mouth, wanting to dismiss it as nonsense, but the eerie screams had indeed stirred a nameless dread deep inside him.

So, he said nothing more and simply turned around.

“Prepare to board.”

A Thunder Falcon Aircraft flew out from the Fury Blade, approaching the Clock Tower. The warship continued its unwavering advance, appearing normal from the outside with brightly lit windows. After sending the identification signal, the hangar doors slowly opened, and the aircraft flew in, docking on the deck.

Then the hatch opened, and Marius, leading the first squad of warriors, stepped out.

The scene before them was shockingly grim.

Bloodstains were everywhere on the deck, with copious amounts of blood covering the steel floor, even blood handprints and some sinister, bizarre marks could be seen on the walls.

“By the Emperor, what happened here?”

“A massacre.”

Duanmu Huai stepped off the warship as well, bringing Ogis and Lorena with him, glanced around indifferently, and then looked at a mark on the wall painted in fresh blood.

It was an eight-pointed, outwardly expanding mark.

“In the name of Kyo, the trickery of the Chaos Evil God.”

Duanmu Huai snorted coldly and averted his gaze.

“It seems that it is indeed so.”

Marius quickly calmed down too, began scouting the surroundings. The consistent style of the Limit Warrior Legion, studying the enemy, responding to the enemy, identifying problems, solving problems.

“There was clearly a fight here, and the casualties were heavy. Although we do not yet know who the attackers were, why have we not seen a single body here?”

“You will see them.”

Facing Marius’s question, Duanmu Huai shook his head.

“Their bodies have been contaminated by chaos, transformed into devils. As soon as we move forward, they will appear before us, and then I believe you will regret seeing them.”

“You mean like those psychic mutations?”

Marius furrowed his brow.

“If it’s a similar situation, then I have indeed seen some. Some psychics, unable to master Subspace energy, twist into some terrible monster…”

“Worse than that.”

Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders.

“I said you wouldn’t believe me. You’ll just have to see for yourself.”

“Keep moving forward.”

Marius hesitated for a moment, but quickly made a decision, or rather he actually had no choice, as after coming aboard the ship, they were left with only one option.

That was to march in and see what on earth was happening with this ship.

The metal gate slowly opened, and a dark and gloomy corridor appeared before everyone. The floor was drenched in blood, and there were filthy traces everywhere. Seeing this scene, Marius couldn’t help but frown, then he looked upwards, and his eyes widened in surprise–hanging densely from the ceiling were bodies one after another, judging from their tattered uniforms, they must have been the crew of this warship in life, but now, they hung like chickens from the ceiling, blood streaming from their bodies, turning into droplets falling to the floor.

“This is…”

“Sacrifice, ritual, cultists can’t come up with anything original,” he groaned.

Duanmu Huai gripped the War Hammer and strode forward, followed closely by Lorena. Seeing this, Marius kept quiet. He quickly calmed down, made a few gestures, and motioned for the first platoon soldiers to follow.

The scene inside the Clock Tower was akin to Hell itself. Marius, considering himself as one of the four Champion Warriors under the original entity, thought he was well-traveled. He had destroyed Alien Races with Kiriman and exterminated Orcs, but the eerie atmosphere on this warship still exceeded Marius’s expectations. They carefully moved through the corridor and then arrived at a large door.

“Prepare for battle!”

At that moment, Duanmu Huai tightened his grip on the War Hammer and took a fighting stance. In fact, Marius didn’t need to be told; from the intense trembling of the ground and footsteps, he sensed a crowd of enemies madly rushing toward them. He immediately raised his Bomb Gun, aimed ahead, and took a defensive formation.

The next instant, the door opened, and suddenly dozens of gigantic, bright red monsters, resembling wild dogs, burst out roaring, eagerly charging towards their prey.

“Fire!!”

The sound of gunfire rose; bullets pierced into these bizarre monsters, tearing them into shreds. The combat prowess of the Limit Warriors was fully demonstrated at this moment. Although these warriors didn’t know what they were facing, they instinctively followed patrol procedures as if they were a weapon or machine, operating on rules regardless of the circumstances.

A large number of blood hounds fell to the ground, and the few that managed to get close were smashed into pulp by Duanmu Huai wielding his War Hammer. But this was just the beginning. Soon, the sound of gunfire came from the opposite side. Marius and the others then saw several oddly dressed individuals wielding Imperial weapons, firing at them.

Dealing with these people, the Astartes didn’t hesitate for a second; they opened fire again with precise and fierce firepower, blowing up these struggling mortals. Marius led his men and directly charged into the hall, pushing forward.

However, just then, a tall figure suddenly emerged from the side, raising a Battle Axe high and swinging it down at Marius’s head.

In that moment, Marius felt all the blood in his body freeze.

This wasn’t due to fear, but because he clearly saw the assailant’s appearance. He was dressed in armor almost identical to his own, except the armor was now a bright red, whether tinted or soaked with blood. Furthermore, the Astarte wearing this armor was not only familiar to Marius, but he even knew his name.

But now, this Astarte no longer resembled the one Marius remembered. His skin was bright red, horns protruding from his skull, pointing upwards, and his face twisted into a ferocious, contorted expression. The eyes burned with a rage and hatred that threatened to destroy everything.

If it were any other time, Marius could have dodged the attack quickly, but this time, his brain stopped thinking. Although he had heard the truth from Luo Ken and Taviz, when he truly faced an Astarte attacking him, Marius still didn’t know what to do–the military manual written by Kiriman covered almost everything, but it did not specify what an Astarte should do when attacked by another Astarte.

After all, Astartes were like brothers; they would never turn their weapons on each other.

Not just Marius, but also the soldiers of the first platoon behind him, were equally dumbfounded by this unimaginable situation. At that moment, they were like clueless children, completely at a loss on how to handle the situation before them.

But luckily, not everyone was shocked by this.

The whooshing Thunder War Hammer swung by Marius, directly hitting the Astarte, sending him flying. Immediately following, Duanmu Huai, carrying the War Hammer, appeared in front of Marius.

“What are you hesitating for, watch carefully, these are your enemies,” he said.

Afterward, Duanmu Huai spoke.