The Astartes Family's Notebook

The Eye of Fear is a mixed bag, with at least 10,000 or 8,000 war gangs of all sizes. Fighting and merging with each other is the norm. Kaz uses personal grudges as a pretext to uphold loyalty and righteousness, and in the name of merging, he massacres Chaos traitors. Even the Emperor approves!

The Emperor said he didn't know what Kaz was saying, but Amaterasu did, and the Celestial was overjoyed.

The interior of the Eye of Fear is vast, because within this subspace imbued with order, there exists a faint concept of "space," making it far more difficult to locate the target warrior than to simply kill them.

However, thanks to the favor of the Celestials, Amaterasu always had a burst of inspiration and could find the "suitable" warp coordinates, so the Staff of Truth's battle team was always right when it came to blocking the door.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't do it. I gave you a chance, but you didn't do it."

When the Slaughterers were being merged, Katz practically single-handedly handled everything. With this expansion, Katz finally has underlings to command, significantly improving his efficiency.

So they cornered the eleven-man squad in the same cabin, with over thirty bomb guns pointed at their heads, and Kaz was going to fight the enemy's Red Stick one-on-one.

"Amaterasu, I am willing to surrender. There's no need for a duel."

"The scepter of truth does not accept worthless things."

Amaterasu's words received the collective approval of the Chaos Astartes, the lineage of the Slayers.

We went through a huge lottery to get on board, so if you don't struggle a bit, it'll make us seem cheap.

So, Katz ruthlessly turned the football team into a basketball team, and when he got into the mood, he even stood at attention, gave an eagle salute, and shouted "Loyalty!"

"loyalty!"

Since we've already sworn in this mess, why care about principles? Just follow Brother Samar's lead and join the chorus.

The five newly joined Chaos Astartes are a bit of a headache; are these Staff of Truth warriors really idiots?

But after another team-building dinner, the newlyweds felt relieved.

AlphaRice, that's not surprising, Daddy, please take me under your wing.

Through constant boarding and slashing, the Staff of Truth quickly expanded Astartes' numbers to over one hundred.

If it were a regular Chaos War Guild, the guild leader and core members would have a lot to worry about managing the guild.

But who is Kaz? He's an outstanding leader of a gang trained by the Fourth Company of the Wasteland Wings.

Just copy the four-company system directly.

Enough said. Let's have an internal chicken dinner first to select sixteen leaders. In the future, when we go on missions, the leaders will lead the teams, and the members will be chosen by themselves. If you want better food and stronger equipment, it will depend on your contribution points.

They've been burning, killing, and looting all the way, and they've stolen quite a few ships, but the War Gang is currently useless to them.

So Kaz told Amaterasu about it, and the Chaos Wizard agreed, suggesting they find a demon world and sell some ships.

Kars thought it would be good to broaden his horizons to do trade with those black market oil dealers.

It's decided then and there.

Chapter 421 A Victory Worth a Thousand Pieces of Gold

"May justice roll on like a great river, and righteousness flow like a mighty stream." — Amos

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It was only after witnessing the bizarre and fantastical existence of the Demon Planet that Kars gained a more detailed understanding of the ecosystem within the Eye of Fear.

The Eye of Fear Park says that the truth is probably out.

Although both belong to the High Heavens, the subspace portion contained within the Eye of Terror was meticulously cleaned by the four giants of the Sea of ​​Souls using their own demonic armies.

According to Amaterasu, the law of the jungle is better than everyone living in fear.

The warp has no walls, but once you venture deeper and leave the "protection" of the Eye of Fear, the evil spirits of the outer warp truly have no sense of morality.

Unlike this demonic planet before us, which dares to openly acquire Chaos Demons.

Is the Black Mechanic Cult's approach really this unorthodox?

In most stories, the general rule is that those who turn evil become three times stronger, while those who are redeemed become ten times weaker.

But is our Warhammer universe just a typical story? No, it can't be.

Because the Empire forbade the techies from continuing their research on the Abomination Intelligence, half of the techies joined the ranks of Warmaster Horus.

it is good!energetic!

These Dark Mechanicus monks, who dedicated themselves to the truth and fought for science, must have already replicated powerful artificial AI comparable to that of the Golden Age.

Yes, we found that the Khorne Demon pairs better with the Bombardment Cannon, the Slaanesh Demon is suitable for inclusion in the Oracion Array, the Tzeentch Demon cannot be used alone and must be fused in multiples, and the Nurgle Demon can effectively improve the durability of the tail flame nozzle.

So, does your guild possess any native warp demons? We'd like to acquire them at a high price.

hiss......

Katz could tolerate the bizarre and fantastical nature of the Demon Planet and resist the mental pollution brought by the Chaos Creation, but he couldn't stand the lack of ambition of these black-hearted guys.

Aside from researching this crappy demon engine, can you guys do anything worthwhile?

What's the difference between this and some ancient rambling about mixing 42-grade cement into pasta?

“They weren’t this easy to talk to last time I came.”

The subspace doesn't believe in tears; those without strength simply go to sleep.

Even though they've split up, there's no fundamental difference between the Dark Oil Man and the Imperial Oil Man when it comes to bullying customers because they're big companies.

They still have basic integrity; at least the shady guys won't try anything when you come in.

But what will happen after we leave is up to everyone to imagine.

Running a demon world within the Eye of Fear is essentially no different from running a forging world within the Empire.

Acquire raw materials, produce and reprocess them, harvest added value to complete another cycle, and then satisfy one's academic hobbies while making a living.

The lives of the Dark Mechanicus monks are just that simple and unpretentious.

If your gang only has three people, the shady oil dealer at the scrap metal yard will tell you to get lost if you only have one ton of scrap metal.

But if your gang has a hundred members, the black marketeer will provide smiling service. It doesn't matter how much it costs; he'll even give you ten thousand bombs for free before you leave. That's called being considerate.

Writing about natural selection, but reading it as bullying the weak and fearing the strong, is the underlying cultural gene of motorists since ancient times.

Some things are hard to fathom through imagination unless you see them with your own eyes.

Take, for example, the question of how sweatshops in subspace make a profit.

Ordinary undercover agents, like those Astartes agents sent by the Imperial branch, have to conceal their identities and constantly be wary of the pervasive corruption of Chaos. Just surviving is difficult enough; they have no time to investigate details.

Therefore, the Empire's intelligence gathering and investigation within the Eye of Fear is relatively infrequent, with passive acceptance being the dominant approach.

Deathwatch was truly the Empire's greatest institutional invention since the Great Crusade.

But those who are willing to clear their names and go ashore are unlikely to loudly proclaim their past "great achievements," like someone who has seen and eaten a lot in prison. They have to be careful with their boasts, otherwise they won't easily pass censorship.

But Katz didn't have that concern.

He wasn't interested in asking them one by one; instead, he called all the elders and leaders of the War Gang together for a meeting.

At the guild meeting, Kaz asked all the questions that interested him.

However, none of the Chaos Astartes suspected that their father, Samar, had any problems; instead, they all tried to persuade him earnestly.

"Lord Samar, be careful, be careful. There are only a few warp weapon suppliers. We have no connection with the Iron Warrior Legion. If we offend the Black Oil Man, we'll have to deal with the Word Bearers or the Black Legion."

Vashtor was already somewhat famous in the warp, but the Eye of Terror was the private domain of the four gods, accessible only to the wind and rain, but not to the lesser gods of chaos.

Therefore, unless the Chaos Warband is confident in its own strength, it is unwilling to go and do business with that Warp God.

Look at them, without going deep into the masses to conduct research, they actually believed the imperial propaganda and thought Vashtor was some important figure.

Kars's questions to the Dark Mechanicus initially surprised the Chaos Astartes present, who wondered why he was asking such basic questions.

But as Katz asked more and more detailed questions, repeatedly asking multiple people the same question, he made them delve deeper into the details...

Is Samar planning something big?

No, Uncle, this is really inappropriate.

Alright, I'm not some kind of dictator. Since you all think it's inappropriate, then it probably really isn't.

Katz's tone carried a hint of disappointment and melancholy, like a weary old father facing a wayward son.

"Brother Samar, you used to rob the Cult of Mechanics, didn't you?"

"Only those with the title of Great Sage require my serious attention; most of my regular buddies just offer me gifts as a greeting."

It's the truth again. What is the background of the Samar brothers?

All the Chaos Cans present could see that their own Great Father Samar was quite dissatisfied with the Dark Mechanicus's neglect.

But that's just how things are inside the Eye of Fear; you just have to bear it.

The production capacity of the Devil Planet is actually quite good, after all, the Devil is really useful.

However, the Black Oil Guys' own education system has major problems; it simply doesn't have the systematic and large-scale recruitment methods that the Imperial Oil Guys have.

The dark technology priests hatched from the devil's womb are fine with doing simple tasks, but to oversee the maintenance and repair of warships is asking too much of them.

So why are the ships of the Chaos Warband becoming more and more abstract?

Instead of hiring a shady oil repairman to fix the ship, it's better to offer sacrifices to the Four Gods and directly turn the ship's engine into a demon.

Anyway, that's what the black marketeer did. Why not just connect directly with the Four Chaos Gods? That way, you can increase their favorability and save on middlemen making a profit.

The local shady dealers didn't pay much attention to the request from the Stick of Truth gang to sell their warships.

Like a TM that goes out nine times and returns thirteen times, it's a tattered, worn-out coat with nothing but bare skin, gnawed by insects and rats.

Oh, that's normal practice for pawnshops, I can understand.

A second-hand destroyer is worth twenty sets of power armor. What if I have extra money and want to redeem it?

Forty suits of powered armor.

Okay, when it comes to being ruthless, you guys who criticize engine oil are the real experts.

So, does your guild have any native demons for sale? We'd buy them at a high price.

Can you please stop thinking about your damn [beep] demons?!

There is no common equivalent in the Eye of Fear. Every transaction requires barter, favors, or force to make up the difference. It is almost impossible for Kaz to piece together the logistical situation of the Chaos Traitors.

However, Amaterasu soon came to his senses.

Another case of cognitive dissonance...

Bringing the Samar brothers to the wrong place.

Previously, his warband consisted of only a handful of people. He also had the ability to capture warp demons and had a good relationship with the shady characters in this demon world. When he ran out of bombs, he would capture a couple of warp demons to sell. He was basically the one who supported the entire warband.

Now that the Stick of Truth has over a hundred members, it's somewhat undignified for him, as the gang leader, to continue making a living by kidnapping warp demons.

“Brother Samar, it’s my fault, don’t get angry. Let’s go to another place, let’s go to the legitimate Black Mechanic Cult’s forging world.”

Ok? !

Katz hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Oh well, you chose this leader yourself, so what can I do? I'll spoil you.

They made a huge blunder, buying some bombs and supplies the Warband couldn't use at the Demon Engine shop. Amaterasu then reoriented the Warband fleet, leading it to the Black Mechanicus Forge World, which had long-standing business ties with the Black Legion.

This is just right, this time it's really to my liking.

Look at the endless chimneys and thick smoke, look at the roaring industrial plants.

This is the kind of charm that mechanical engineering should have.

Sure enough, after switching to a different shop, the local black market oil guy became much more interested in the sale of the ship by the Stick of Truth warriors.

Of course, the price is also much more reasonable.

Having annexed other factions along the way, the Stick of Truth now possesses quite a few damaged power armor pieces.

But no matter how skilled Freyr was, patching a hole and spraying paint on the outer armor plate was no problem. But those delicate internal parts were beyond the capabilities of even a sergeant without specialized equipment and technology.

So when there was an opportunity to restock, the technical team of the Warband, led by Astartes, were all beaming with joy.

"No, that's too much."

“Amaterasu, don’t worry about turnover rate during the expansion period. Is the Frey brothers’ order a procurement list? It’s the pent-up frustration of the brothers. Just approve it.”

“But Samar, if it’s approved, we’ll have no stock left.”