Chapter 515

Darnath Lysander always believed that all the praise for him was only because he survived the hell of taradonne.

The naked facts meant nothing to him, and the idea of saving his life itself was never his concern. This was a complete blasphemy - one of the few things he still believed in.

For the same reason, even after being captured by the iron warrior, he did not indulge himself to die with his brothers.

Grief and pride were equally strange feelings to him.

Now, this incident is no small matter.

It is like an iron chain hanging on the shoulders of those who return.

Physical injuries can be cured and most recover quickly, but the stress is not a physical injury.

Although there was no word "doomsday", it could still be vaguely heard in the echoing silence of the mountain array, aware of every whisper in the faded dark red fabric on the cold stone, and witnessed every glimmer of squint.

There is a 30 meter wide diamond on the top of the dome. There are beautiful reliefs on the wall, and mosaic patterns composed of the logo of the fist of the Empire are inlaid on the marble floor.

At the other end is a huge staircase leading to a kilometer long hall with all kinds of booty.

Adjacent to the hall of honor is another corridor, with an equally magnificent but relatively small staircase and connecting corridor, which contains all kinds of damage suffered during the beast war.

At the end of this small corridor is a hall for star soldiers to eat and a room surrounded by ordinary glass for meetings. In the center of the room is a black round table and an elaborate statue of star soldiers.

Some people say that the mountain array is essentially a honeycomb city in space, which is not empty in a sense.

However, ten thousand years later, the current situation of the mountain array is not optimistic. The constant vigilance and war have caused inevitable losses.

Although the imperial fist is constantly trying to maintain the mountain array, more powerful fortress systems fail every year, and the skills needed to repair them have long disappeared from people's memory.

Once, the square array twinkled in the stars like a giant, but now its peak has long passed.

It has not left the solar system for a long time. Lysander sometimes doubts whether the mountain array can be put into battle again.

Perhaps its next expedition will be the last, just like a dying old soldier waving his last sword and dying.

Lysander didn't want to see that day.

But this mission made him waver.

At first he didn't believe it, but after witnessing the scale of the terrible killing of the worm nest fleet at close range, he really wavered.

Not long ago, lesander led two companies, as the commander of this mission, to the Far East to investigate a newly confirmed insect nest fleet - Kraken insect nest.

No one believes that since the main force of the behemoth worm nest fleet was eliminated, Tara worm nest can still assemble a large-scale main fleet, but the fact mercilessly slapped the biological sages.

Although at present, only the outpost tentacles of the insect nest main fleet appear in the Far East, its scale has exceeded the general Talon's sub fleet. Lesander also led the imperial fist to fight with blood, and finally broke out of the siege and brought the news back to Tara.

In order to prevent large-scale panic and chaos, the news of the insect nest fleet named "Kraken" is still highly confidential. More than a dozen battle groups in the Far East Star region will be responsible for the follow-up investigation and defense, mainly the dark crow guard and a series of their sub groups.

But at present, only lesander and his soldiers really know that the Zerg are terrible.

When the exhausted survivors stumbled back to the armament room, their cloaks were broken and their swords were broken, people could see the tragedy of the battle.

Those souls who have been sent into the invasion path of the insect nest and have not yet returned have been lost on the other side, and the loss is almost unimaginable.

He did not know whether the Empire had the strength to deal with such a powerful enemy. The Empire was exhausted by dealing with the Black Legion in the eyes of fear.

Lysander approached a pair of gates. He didn't know why his battle commander summoned him this time. For the first time in many years since he began to serve, Lysander found the other party so difficult to guess.

It was a thought-provoking discovery, realizing that even he was affected by the cold influence of the pessimistic future and the slow poison of hesitation - which was not obvious before.

As he approached, a guard in a gorgeous helmet opened the door, and a pair of brass plates turned inward on the bare stone floor.

Twenty people stood in the far hall. Fourteen were veterans and advisers of the regiment command, wearing all kinds of armor and ancient fabrics.

The other five, like Lysander, were company officers of the regiment.

Their helmets had been taken off, revealing their scarred faces. One of them is to gallardon, the commander of the special force "Tara sentry", who is also lesander's past friend and now best friend.

The man had many wounds, some physical and some spiritual.

In the middle, Vladimir pew, the master of the mountain array and their battle leader, is standing there quietly.