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Chapter 213 I am Alpharius (Update!)

There are other psychics here!
He was wrestling with three psychic bone drinkers.

Mocha raised his hands and exerted all his strength to compete with the psychic lurking in the dark for control of the barrage of explosive arrows.

The same goes for the two Bone Drinkers behind it.

The three of them worked together to cast a spell, and the psychic energy fluctuations increased dramatically, but the psychics who were secretly assisting the Empire were no less powerful.

The barrage of explosive arrows vibrated in mid-air, the warheads were squeezed by the force of both sides and made crackling sounds, and visible deformation appeared on each warhead.

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang————”

The warhead's combat section was detonated by the pressure, and balls of sparks exploded in the air.

A large amount of debris had not yet splashed out before being squeezed into a ball by the huge amount of air and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

The three Bone Drinkers were shocked. They didn't expect that the man in the dark had such terrifying psychic power that he could control thousands of shrapnel explosions at the same time.

Who is this person?

A psychic expert from the Astronomican Court, or a high-level astropath from the Astronomican Court?
Glancing at the stunned judge and others, Mocha denied these speculations in his heart.

If it were a psychic from the Empire, the morale of the arbitration team would definitely be high and they would never be so confused.

Justro was the first to come to his senses and fired without hesitation.

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunshots awakened the arbitration team, and the hail of bullets came again.

Mocha realized that the situation had changed and began to think of retreating. He waved his hand to cast a psychic shield and retreated with his two followers.

The explosive arrows hit the shield violently, creating ripples that caused the barrier to shake, but failed to stop Mocha and the other two from retreating.

Until the air wall appeared.

The air wall surrounding the venue was as hard as steel. The three Bone Drinkers were caught off guard and crashed into it. The psychic shield was pressed to their body surface, changing from an eggshell shape to a psychic film that adhered closely to their bodies.

Mocha stretched out his arms towards the air wall and made a tearing motion.

The psychic energy readings soared, and gamma-level psychic energy fluctuations spread from his fingertips, transforming into a powerful telekinetic "palm" that pulled hard at the air wall.

The mental power was ineffective, the air wall remained motionless, and the Bone Drinker was trapped in place.

"What the hell, what does this guy want to do? Trapping us here and waiting for others to support the Arbitrator team?"

The servant looked anxious, and used his telekinesis to frantically tear apart the wall of air that blocked his way.

The captain of the guards used his spiritual power to strengthen his body, increasing his jumping ability by several orders of magnitude, and tried to jump over the air wall.

"boom!"

It hit the high wall and the psychic shield almost disappeared.

Seeing that the psychic who secretly helped had really trapped the Bone Drinker here, Justro made a prompt decision and issued an order on the internal communication channel:

"Use anti-psychic shield grenades to disintegrate their psychic shields, and then use non-lethal weapons to restrain them. Try to keep them alive. Especially Kavor. This guy seems to have a high status in the Bone Drinkers group."

"receive."

The Arbitrators pulled out their anti-psychic shroud grenades and threw them at the open space around the three Bone Drinkers.

Grenades exploded one after another, forming light gray clouds.

The psychic shield came into contact with the fog and suddenly began to flash like a lamp with poor contact.

The three Bone Drinkers' faces darkened and they frowned as they controlled the psychic shield, barely maintaining the shield.

But as the density of the fog increased, the psychic veil became thinner and almost transparent.

The page became the first Bone Drinker to lose his psychic veil.

It let out a terrified scream, and then Mocha forcibly took control of its body. Electric light burst out from its body, and it turned into a walking magnetic storm bomb and rushed towards the arbitration team.

Before it could get close to its target, a wave of psychic energy came out from an inconspicuous corner and crushed the waiter's head.

"puff!"

The head exploded and red and white objects flew everywhere. Mocha lost a psychic, but also found the trace of the person in the dark by following the direction of the psychic fluctuations.

"Damn rat, come out!"

Mocha waved his right hand, scattering large amounts of lightning, followed by a loud bang, and the ruins of the mansion and thick tree trunks were blown apart.

No one was blown out.

Mocha turned around and bombarded the Arbitrator team with a thunderstorm.

This time, it failed again.

The floor beneath his feet suddenly shook violently, Mocha lost his balance, his palm tilted, and the electric light fell to the ground.

Electric snakes were moving around everywhere, and the soles of the legal department personnel's shoes were insulated, so they were safe and sound. However, the psychic shield could no longer withstand any more torture.

The fierce friction between the electric snake and the shield became the last straw that broke the camel's back for the psychic barrier.

The psychic shield was broken, Mocha and the captain of the guards lost their shield protection, and what followed was endless and huge air pressure.

The air was pinched into a straitjacket by invisible giant hands, binding them both from top to bottom, unable to move even a finger.

The Arbitrator team fired dazzling rays from the under-hook launcher, and the colorful light pierced the Bone Drinker's eyes.

Caught off guard, Mocha and the captain of the guard cried out in pain, tears streaming down their faces. The nerves in their eyes were instantly overloaded, and the high intracranial pressure caused them both to faint at the same time.

Justro led the team forward, and they surrounded the Bone Drinkers and cooperated with each other to tie up the enemy.

The Astral Chamber has developed a psychic-blocking potion for illegal psychics, which is said to contain a mysterious ingredient secretly developed by the Sisters of Silence.

Once the needle is inserted, the psychic will be unable to mobilize psychic energy for at least half an hour.

This potion can cause irreversible brain damage and cannot be used to collect psychic taxes, but there are no such concerns when dealing with illegal psychics.

After the two Bone Drinkers were tied up like dumplings, Justro injected each of them with a psychic blocking potion and a strong anesthetic to ensure that they would not wake up easily.

After completing this step, Justro held the heavy bolter and looked around vigilantly, looking for any traces of the mysterious psychic.

The supervisor on the side exclaimed:
"Sir, Solanya is dying."

When Justro heard the sound, he looked and saw a bloody scene.

When the Bone Drinkers bombarded the mansion with lightning, Solanya was hit by a beam of lightning, and a large hole was blown out in her abdomen. The surface of the wound was black. She was able to hold on until now only because of the potion that the Arbitrator took the time to inject her.

With such serious injuries, it would be almost impossible to save him even if a medical team arrived.

At this moment, another wave of psychic energy came from the corner.

Everyone caught the psychic signal and turned their heads in unison, just in time to see a figure covered with a cloak emerge.

Solanya covered her abdomen, twisted and swayed on the ground, and whimpered in her throat that sounded like both enjoyment and pain.

The arbitrators were staring at the figure that suddenly appeared and failed to pay attention to Sorania's condition in time.

Justro held the heavy bolter in his hand, activated the scanner in his body, and scanned the figure deeply, but the information he obtained was very little, and he couldn't even determine whether the other person was a human.

Justro said in a deep voice:
"Although you have helped us, the human empire has a strict management system for psykers. I advise you to go with us to the Torch Court and undergo a comprehensive review. We welcome every powerful psyker who abides by the laws of the empire, even if you have some stains in the past."

The arbitrators adopted a defensive posture and formation, clenching the grip of their grenade launchers. The oppression brought by the opponent was no less than that of the three psychic bone drinkers.

There was silence for a few seconds.

Justro asked tentatively:

"Why don't you start by introducing yourself. Tell me, who are you? Where are you from? Why are you helping us?"

A classic three-question series.

Justro thought the other party would leave or remain silent, but he received a response unexpectedly.

"He is the Alpha and the Omega, the perfect cycle of the beginning and the end, the Lord of the Flesh and the Machine."

"What...what...are you talking about?" Justro's expression became strange and he couldn't help muttering.

He always felt that the other person's words were somewhat familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere before.

The figure continued in a neutral voice and steady tone:

“He is the Alpha and the Omega, the perfect cycle of the beginning and the end, the Lord of the Flesh and the Machine.

"He will be the brightest light in the darkest hour, the dispeller of ignorance, the mentor of the blind.

"He will be the object of loyalty and allegiance, and he will bring the well-being of the Empire and the happiness that mankind prays for.

"A devastating war is inevitable, and peace is but an echo of the past. Strife, strife, blood, the galaxy burns in war, and the empire falls apart in lamentation.

"You must work together and treat him as a brother. Only in this way can the boundaries of the galaxy become one."

"The boundaries of the galaxy can be united... Alpha and Omega..." Justro muttered to himself, and a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind:
"This appears to be the High Mechanical Priest of Mars, Collier Jersey, using an Akashic Reader to obtain a prophecy from the Warp. How do you know this?"

The figure did not answer Justro. He extended a black-gloved hand from under his cloak, holding a standard data cassette between his fingertips.

The cassette drew a parabola and fell into Justro's hands.

The figure turned and walked away, its outline and color gradually faded, and it seemed that it was about to fade out of this world.

Justro glanced at the label on the cassette, his pupils shrank slightly, and he hurriedly chased after him and asked:
"Who are you! Where did you get this information?!"

The figure stopped, half turned around, left two words, and disappeared completely.

"I am Alpharius. I am everywhere."

"Alpha..." Justro held the cassette, his eyes flashing rapidly.

He inserted the cassette into his datapad and checked the data.

The Mechanicum built a dedicated firewall for the Imperial Adeptus Adeptus, and it found no viruses on the cartridges that would damage the datapads.

With excitement, Justro opened the folder in the cassette with trembling fingertips.

As lines of data records emerged, his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

"Material Base - BC-33, spatial coordinates (a string of characters), important personnel: a gamma-class psychic Bone Drinker in charge, and several Bone Drinker researchers with knowledge of genetic engineering."

"Thermal Weapon Arsenal-AL-02, spatial coordinates (a string of characters), important personnel: A gamma-class psychic bone drinker in charge, a group of alien survivors from the technological warlords, they pledged allegiance to the bone drinkers because of their hatred for the empire's destruction of their homeland."

The data cartridge contains a large amount of information related to the secret base. Click it to view the details, including the number of armed personnel, building layout, and a list of related human empire personnel.

The last paragraph of the data tape states:

Since the Bone Drinkers were revived last year, they have had two leaders.

The first leader was Heijian, the leader of the Heijian Group. His whereabouts are unknown and he was suspected to have been executed by the mastermind behind the scenes for failing to perform his duties.

The second one is Mocha, whose identity is unknown and he is currently highly regarded by the mastermind behind the scenes.

Who is the mastermind behind the Bone Drinkers? This question is not clearly stated in the data tape. It only mentions that he is an extremely powerful alien who particularly likes to play tricks.

It is good at manipulating people's minds with psychic means, and its power will grow with people's worship of conspiracy. Thwarting its plans can weaken its strength.

If you see someone around you who likes to say "This is part of my plan", please be vigilant, as this person may be bewitched by the mastermind behind the Bone Drinkers.

If this person is a psychic, the probability of him being bewitched will increase significantly.

Justro looked through the data in the cassette and became more and more frightened.

Many of the contents are consistent with the current investigation results of the Ministry of Justice, while those inconsistent data are highly consistent with the Ministry of Justice in terms of investigation direction.

To sum it up in one sentence:

The data tape is highly credible and can be considered as intelligence rather than false information.

Of note is the Bone Drinker Purge Plan included with the data cartridge.

"Buzz buzz----"

There was a vibration from the sky, and more than a dozen shuttles came over the manor. The airflow from their engines made the forest rustle.

Several figures dropped from the sky and landed steadily and nimbly on the ruins of the mansion.

This is a team of silent nuns, led by the high-ranking nun Vatiya Koven, who has worked with Justro many times.

Sister Silence took out a uniquely shaped gun, aimed at the Bone Drinker on the ground and pulled the trigger.

Two fishing net-like locks covered the Bone Drinkers, enveloping them both.

The Bone Drinker's body twitched a few times, as if he was feeling excruciating pain, and he whimpered in his coma.

Watiya Koven gestures:
"We have completely blocked the psychic energy and mental network of these two guys. Let's remove the anti-mental communication barrier. Tell me what's going on here?"

"Yes, sir." Justro recounted what had happened previously in simple sentences, and finally sighed and said:
".Due to misjudging the number and strength of the Bone Drinkers, we suffered severe losses. The casualties included hundreds of ordinary people, more than 30 local bailiffs, and Solanya Meslatun, who rented this manor..."

"I...I'm fine." A weak voice came from behind.

Justro was stunned for a moment, and looked back in disbelief:
"Oh my Terra, why is the wound on your abdomen gone?!"

"I don't know either. My stomach was very itchy just now, and then I recovered..." Sorania stood up with the help of the arbitrator. There was a hole in the silk fabric on her abdomen, which perfectly showed her flat belly.

Watiya stepped forward, casting a scrutinizing look through his helmet.

Her proximity cut off the connection between mortals and the Warp. Solanya couldn't help but retreat, but was fixed in place by the Arbitrator.

After a few seconds, Watiya looked away and made a series of gestures:
"It should be the effect of some beta-level flesh and blood psychic energy. There is no trace of bad things. Justro, the psychic you mentioned is showing his sincerity by helping you. He may want to cooperate with us."

"You are right, please take a look at this." Justro handed over the data tablet in his hand.

Watiya flipped through the pages at a very fast speed and nodded slightly:

"Then it seems that things have become clear. Let's go, take the criminals and return to the orbital tower. We must return to Terra as soon as possible. Hand over the bodies of these poor people to the local governor for disposal."

"As ordered."

Upon receiving the news, the local marshals got off the shuttle, cleaned up the battlefield, and carried away the bodies. They were shocked by the traces of fighting here.

The Arbitrator team and the Sisters of Silence boarded the shuttle and prepared to return the same way.

Before leaving, Senior Sister Watiya suddenly raised her hand and made a "stop" gesture.

The shuttle stopped more than three hundred meters above the ground.

Watiya came to the window and stared at the battlefield below, confusion flashing in her eyes.

Since that mysterious psychic was so powerful and well-intentioned, why didn't he save the ordinary people here?

Don't you want to save him?
It should not be.

Saving more or less is just a piece of cake.

A more reasonable explanation is that it's not that he didn't want to save people, but when he arrived here, the battle had already occurred and he didn't have time to rescue ordinary people.

It seemed that something had delayed his trip.

Watiya keenly discovered a clue.

She gestured to start the shuttle, preparing to find an opportunity to follow this clue and investigate the origins of the mysterious psychic.

The black ships of the Astronomican and the ships of the Ministry of Justice set off and headed for Terra.

The existence of the data tape was classified as top secret, and the entire process was recorded on the battle recorder of the Legal Department personnel.

The battle footage and data tapes were delivered by the Sisters of Silence to the Imperial Chancellor Malcador, who then reported to the Emperor.

The Emperor instructed Malcador to verify the authenticity of the data cartridge without alerting the Bone Drinkers.

This mission is extraordinary.

If we are not careful, the Bone Drinkers will destroy the base, cut off all clues, and cause the hunting operation to fail before it even begins.

The Emperor and Malcador discussed for a long time and selected the right candidate.

Finally, Delton, who was assisting Vorges in rebuilding the mining world of Granite 5, received a psychic call from the Emperor himself.

This night.

When Delton was reporting the progress of the project to Vogue, Vogue suddenly fell into a daze.

His body quickly reshaped after melting, transforming into a golden figure.

"Your Majesty." Delton knelt on one knee.

"There is a crucial operation that needs your execution." The Emperor got straight to the point and reported a few spatial coordinates:

"Go and sneak into these places, investigate the situation there, and give me an answer within half a month."

"As ordered."

The emperor paused for two seconds, his lips moved, and he said something for no reason:
"The information comes from a mysterious psyker who calls himself Alpharius."

"What?" Delton raised his head, looking a little dazed.

The emperor curled his lips in a half-smile, seeming satisfied with Delton's reaction.

After a burst of light changes, Fugesi returned to its original state.

Delton was speechless.

The mysterious psyker said he was Alpharius.

If he is Alpharius, who am I?

Is there any mistake?

Just retire!

(End of this chapter)