Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 182 A Visitor from Kos

As the great Dark Angels descended upon Macragge, no one noticed that a tiny civilian ship had crossed the vast distance and arrived at the Hellion Orbital Plate on the same day.

This is a starship coming from Calth, from that painful scar of the Five Hundred Worlds that is difficult to heal.

The once rising world was destroyed in the Battle of Calth, and Guilliman subsequently sent the Adeptus Mechanicus to try to save Calth. Weather controllers formed a permanent, thick barrier in the planet's atmosphere to block the deadly stellar radiation.

Although the intensity of radiation weakened by the atmosphere is no longer enough to kill a mortal wearing basic protective gear, many Calth people have lost all attachment to their homeland and choose to board starships and head for a new world.

The Ultramarines stationed in the wasteland of Calth provided free one-way tickets to all mortals who wanted to leave. Civilian ships deployed by the Ultramarines carried tens of thousands of Calth people away from their homeland.

Naturally, the free boat tickets were not very comfortable. These people of Kos, who had nothing, squeezed onto the boat with fear and trauma. The boat was overcrowded, and the air that had circulated countless times, with an unpleasant odor that could not be filtered out, was inhaled into their already numb chests.

Fortunately, this long journey has finally come to an end. The immigrant ship has arrived at the gravity docking platform surrounding Macragge. They will disembark here and go to a suitable place according to the allocation of the immigration center.

Although this is also part of the Macragge orbital platform, due to the defense system modification suggestions jointly issued by Auguston and Polax, all starships, including civilian ships, can no longer approach Macragge.

Because of the unexpected arrival of the Dark Angel, the immigration center was unusually crowded with people. These mortals, speaking accents from various planets, gathered here and went to different exits under the guidance of the staff who were shouting at the top of their lungs.

"By the Emperor, we have finally reached Macragge."

In the crowded crowd, a short-haired woman holding a young child struggled to squeeze through the crowd, found a relatively spacious corner, and fully felt the air of the immigration center.

"Joey, my poor daughter, everything will be alright."

The air in the immigration center is not very fresh, but it is certainly much better than the polluted air in the immigration ship.

Elina Vera was an ordinary woman from Cowes. Her husband died in that brutal war, and she gave birth to a baby girl in the World Museum.

If there is anything special about this, it is that this woman who suffered a difficult childbirth was delivered by a salamander pharmacist and a mysterious male nobleman.

Vera only remembered that the man who behaved like a noble was named Luo Xi, and that he had a look and temperament that was different from everyone else.

The noble Astartes warrior personally delivered the baby, which was an unforgettable experience for a widow who had lost her husband.

The girl in her arms was sleeping peacefully. Elina protected her well, so that there was no blush on her face from the burning stellar radiation like her mother's.

But another mother and child next to them were not so lucky. The woman, who also had a child, hid in another corner vigilantly, breastfeeding her hungry child.

The mother and son both bear traces of stellar radiation, war dust and heavy metal toxins on their bodies. The people from Calth call this the Mark of Calth.

When people from other planets see a person with the mark of Calth on his body, they often look at him with pity, for they all know the horrific tragedy that happened on Calth.

Elina ignored the strange looks from the people around her. Those who survived Cos wouldn't care about such boring things. Compared to those who died in the war, they were already lucky enough.

The vast majority of civilians who took refuge in the Global Museum survived, and they were all more or less contaminated with some of the Mark of Calth.

In addition to having no attachment to her hometown, there was another important reason why Elina brought her daughter across the vast galaxy to Macragge.

Joey is sick, with a disease they can't cure.

Her daughter had been a little strange since she was born. From the moment she was born, Joey needed to sleep for twenty-three hours out of twenty-four Terra hours, a number that was too long even for a human baby.

Secondly, even when she was in a coma, Joey was able to sense the situation outside. She was not completely ignorant. When a wave of hungry rodents broke out in the underground city of Cowes, Alina was horrified to find that her daughter had crushed several mutant beasts that broke into the room in her sleep.

Rather than strangling them, they blasted the dog-sized mutant rats into blood and flesh, a sight she would never forget. Elena was no fool; she clearly understood her daughter's extraordinary qualities. Or, to put it another way, a curse.

The curse of psychic energy.

Her daughter was most likely a psyker, and the public broadcasts on Calth broadcast daily reports on the crackdown on the remnants of the Word Bearers, which also included warnings about the dangers of psykers.

A widow with nothing, what can she do? Elena was afraid that her child would be taken away by the Ultramarines, and everyone knew how they dealt with the out-of-control psykers.

"Joey was born this way, what's her fault? We just want to survive."

Holding the still sleeping Joey in her arms, the girl's tender face flushed, Elena made up her mind. She now had only one solution: find the man who helped her give birth. Her intuition told her that man must have a way.

Only he can help Joey, maybe he can cure the [disease] of psychic power.

In the common people's cognition, the state manifested by psychic power is not much different from disease. Some of them will experience physical changes and possess incredible but extremely dangerous powers.

And now, wandering in this bustling and noisy immigration hall, facing hundreds of different windows and channels, Alina was at a loss.

She realized that her idea was indeed naive, crossing the long distance from Calth to Macragge to find an acquaintance who she didn't know whether he was still there.

She learned the man's name from the Ultramarines, and also knew his identity: the Primarch's personal advisor.

Would such a high-ranking person remember the insignificant mother and daughter he once helped?
Elena didn't dare to think about it too much. Her mind told her that there was little hope, but her emotions made it impossible for her to sit idly by and watch her daughter getting weaker day by day.

"Do you need help?" The woman looked up suddenly and found a middle-aged man who looked to be around 40 or 50 years old asking about her situation.

The man in front of him was wearing a light grey work uniform, and his slightly wrinkled face revealed a sense of vicissitudes, but he looked ordinary.

What made Elena's eyes light up was the familiar mark of Kos on the face of the man in front of her.

This is a Cossian!
Elena instinctively developed a sense of intimacy and goodwill. In her mind, she seemed to have a trance-like feeling that she had dealt with the other party a long time ago, and a memory emerged.

She seemed to know this person.

The woman's already vague memory gradually became clearer. She remembered that the name of the man in front of her seemed to be...

"Olpersong, I didn't expect to run into you in Macragge." The man in front of him said, shrugging and nodding, "Elina Vera, we've met before."

The man lowered his voice a lot, and listening to the hoarse voice, Elina couldn't help but believe the words of the man in front of her who called himself Orpesson.

"I think you must have run into some trouble, right? After all, I came here earlier than you and have encountered those troubles." said the man who called himself Orpeson, while helping Elena take some of the heavy objects she was carrying.

"Yes, I'll come to find someone, but I think this may be difficult." Elena hesitated for a moment, but still let Orperson carry the bag.

Seeing that Elena was still a little wary, the man didn't take it seriously. Instead, he turned around and took the mother and daughter to a rest area with fewer people.

But what Elina didn't notice was that when the man in front of her turned his head, a halo called psychic power flashed in his eyes.

He was mumbling to himself, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

"Daughter... Psychic, Trouble... Salamander... And, the Unpredictable Man?"

(End of this chapter)