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Chapter 542 Blood Raven: You know, we've never had a father since we were little.
On the Omniscient Mystery,

Gabriel Angelos, the chapter commander of the Blood Ravens, stood on the high platform of the armory, watching the Blood Ravens come and go.

These Blood Ravens were carrying the Blood Raven Chapter equipment and relics they had just "rescued" from the Necromancers of space. From above, they looked just like a flock of dark red ravens working diligently.

"My lord, what should we do with these undead Gauss weapons?" the Blood Raven's armory master asked, pointing to the undead Gauss guns they had salvaged.

These space necromantic weapons can unleash green lightning beams powerful enough to tear apart atomic structures; neither terracotta armor nor the hull of a warship can withstand their damage.
Its rarity is self-evident.

However, this is, after all, an unclean alien weapon.
"What is called a Space Necromancer Gauss Weapon?"

Gabriel Angelos glared at the Master of the Armory:

"Does our chapter have any of those unclean necromancy weapons?"

"Isn't this the dismantling gun from the dark age of technology, passed down through our Blood Raven family?"

"Hey! You're such an irresponsible arsenal manager, the paint's all chipped off!"

"Repaint it dark red, and I won't punish you this time!"

The Armory Master quickly bowed his head in humility and began to repaint the undead Gauss—no, the faded Dark Age dismantling guns—following Gabriel's instructions.

"Sir! Come and see!!!" A new recruit who was in charge of sorting the spoils shouted. He held up a bright dagger with both hands, and at his feet was a gleaming amulet and an exquisitely crafted sword case.

Gabriel Angelos's mechanical right eye rapidly magnified, noticing the shape of the dagger, and he was slightly taken aback.
He stepped down from the platform, swiftly walked to the recruit, and took the dagger from him.

The dagger resembled a skinning knife used for skinning wild animals in the forest. The hilt was made of a winged, robed humanoid figure cast from dark gold metal, and the hilt was wrapped with some kind of rough animal hide.

Gabriel Angelos held the dagger aloft, savoring its balance and elegance.

The weapon used to open the door—a top-tier weapon—is undoubtedly the work of the founding group, and may even date back to the Legion's era ten thousand years ago.

Gabriel Angelos brought the sword closer and suddenly noticed a line of inscription on it.
"A gift from Ryan El Johnson to Luther."

After reading the text aloud, Gabriel Angelos felt a slight jolt in his heart.
Then he picked up the sword case and amulet from the ground and examined them carefully.

The amulet was shaped like a winged short sword, about the size of Astartes' palm, and clearly contained some kind of powerful deflection field generator.
Its exquisite craftsmanship and the strength of the force field it generates are comparable to the Iron Halo belonging to a certain Primarch, treasured in the Blood Raven Relic Vault.

This sword case is equally ingenious. It appears to be just armor for storing weapons, but it is equipped with a complete static force field system inside, with an independent power supply, which is enough to protect the items stored in the sword case from decay and rust for thousands of years.
The sword case also bears the ancient markings of the former First Legion, as well as inscriptions such as "gifted to Luther by Ryan".

"Sir, should we return this to the Dark Angels Legion?" the recruit asked.

Gabriel couldn't help but sigh.
Since the destruction of Blood Raven's recruitment world and the opening of the Great Rift, the Chapter's situation has deteriorated day by day, becoming increasingly dire.
The quality of the new recruits has also deteriorated significantly; Blood Ravens from Cyrene would never have asked such a question before.

“My child, you must know that our warband is not wealthy and is often in dire straits and isolated.”

"We do not know the true origin of our chapter. We have never had a Gene Father since our birth." "Not to mention the chapters like the Ultramarines and the Blood Angels whose Primarchs have returned, even those chapters whose Primarchs have not returned can still help each other with chapters of the same lineage."

"The Blood Ravens are isolated and helpless, surviving on their own. Now that the Great Rift has opened, we have not only lost contact with the Recruiting World, but also lost links with many of our own companies. Even warp jumps have become difficult."

"We were already poor, and now we are in deep trouble. We must make use of every resource we can, just like the strength we draw from our past history."

"Do you understand, child?"

The recruit nodded as if he understood, then looked at the three items—a dagger, a sword case, and an amulet—that Ryan had given to Luther, then stolen by the space necromancer Tarazin, and finally ended up in the hands of Blood Raven:

"What about these three relics of the Dark Angel?"

"Where is this Dark Angel's relic? Isn't this a relic that my chapter's forefathers made themselves to admire the glory of the Dark Angel and to learn about Ryan Eljonsson's brilliant achievements during the Great Crusade?"

Gabriel Angelos stated righteously:

"Put these relics into our relic treasury. Place the amulet and dagger next to the Fist of Dorne. Remember to keep them away from Skabrand's Dreadhammer and avoid being corrupted by the Chaos Fel energy."

"We should also make use of the static field inside the sword case. Let's put Dante's crown inside; it was a bit rusty when I saw it before. Also, the Khan's Judgment, and that battle axe should fit in there too."

"You ask where Dante's crown is? It's between the Imperial Guard armor and Celestine's belt, which were recovered from the Vengeance Soul."

"Be careful when moving them, don't damage these sacred objects. Our family isn't well-off, we can't afford to waste them."

After instructing the new recruits to properly store the three sacred relics, Gabriel sighed softly.
It's getting harder and harder.

As a ship-based battle group, the unfolding of the Great Rift greatly impacted the Blood Ravens' survival environment, even severing communication between many companies and between ships.

In order to survive, Gabriel had no choice but to ask each regiment to take initiative, find their own way to survive, and rejoin the warband.

However, some teams have taken their initiative a little too far.
Gabriel rubbed his temples and walked into the deepest part of the armory.

He traversed the relic of the Flaming Spear of Baal's Hell, passed the ancient Sacred Crossbow, the explosive gun once used by Karga, walked past the heavy explosive gun Lion's Roar, the Lost Plasma Pistol Jupiter Thunder, the Chainsaw Sword Pride of the Flesh-Tearer, and bypassed the Power Axe Fenris's Fang and the pistol Winter's Truth, once used by Ulric, the wolf's grandfather, before stopping before a warhammer.
This warhammer gleamed with a dazzling silver light. Ever since the Phoenix Hand retrieved it from the furnace, its brilliance had never faded. Even the Iron Lord's later blasphemous modifications could not obscure its splendor.

The Warhammer: Forgebreaker was forged by Primarch Vorgrim and given to Feralus Manus. After Feralus Manus was beheaded by Vorgrim, Vorgrim gave Feralus's head, along with Feralus's head, to Horus as a sign of loyalty. Horus then gifted it to Perturabo.

Peturab modified the warhammer and used it as a weapon for ten thousand years.

Not long ago, a Blood Raven company rendezvoused with the Omniscient Mystery, and they brought back this warhammer.
In Gabriel's eyes, this warhammer was both a precious relic and a dangerous element.

The chaotic tides of the galaxy are now surging and turbulent, and destinies are constantly shifting. Blood Raven has become a part of this storm.
Gabriel must find a way to protect his chapter against the Emperor and the enemies of humanity.
The Brokensmith's Warhammer gleamed with a cold light, and this ancient warhammer seemed to be reflecting the vortex of fate in the Milky Way.

(End of this chapter)