Sci-Fi War, Start With An Upgradeable Spaceship

The tide of the dark night is hungry, and the power of destroying the world is getting higher and higher.

With the return of Horus, everyone in Terra fell into a terrible nightmare.

kill.

Blood and death.

sacrifice and death.

All will be revealed.

In the palace of Terra.

On the golden throne, the emperor closed his eyes tightly, a look of pain appeared on his face.

The guards of the forbidden army standing beside him were sad but helpless.

The Emperor is engaged in a war they cannot take part in.

It represents the confrontation between human beings and evil gods and traitors.

Confrontation at the soul level.

Confrontation in the Warp.

Vulkan, the primarch of the Salamander Legion, stood in front of the former webway entrance with a warhammer in his hand, like a standing stone sculpture.

He was ordered to guard this place.

Once the emperor fails, he needs to stop the tide of destroying the world, start an explosion, and destroy the entire Terra, so as to severely damage the gods.

A dark dream.

The emperor's spiritual consciousness has long been scattered, fighting the gods and traitors.

"Father...

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"Father...""

In the dream, the emperor was no longer that tall, burly man.

This place is the dreamland, the supreme sky, and the subspace.

Everything about this place is an illusion.

"..."

Continuous calls came, with boredom and unwillingness.

The Emperor's consciousness slowly conceived eyes, mouth, limbs and chairs in illusion.

Then, he opened his eyes.

A soaring pillar of fire emerged from behind.

Darkness paved in front of him, extending to every dimension.

There was a clear difference between the darkness and him alone.

Whispering voices came from the darkness, where monsters longing for human soul and flesh lurk.

Bright flames burn their bodies, leaving them utterly doomed.

They only dared to cowardly hide in the darkness, waiting and peeping at the Emperor.

Waiting for the emperor to reveal his vulnerable side, only in this way can he have a chance to defeat this terrible man.

The darkness became a black mirror in which the Emperor saw his own vision.

He sat on a stone seat, his dark skin clinging to the hollows of his cheeks.

The beard is black and white, like a mixture of iron and snow.

The eyes are still clear and sharp, without any kindness or pity.

"Have you ever had a grain of truth?" asked the voice in the darkness.

The mirror made of darkness disappeared.

Around the wall of fire and the throne, the darkness became a deep abyss.

Countless screams came from the bottom of the abyss, containing pain and despair, as well as hatred for all living beings.

The emperor was not disturbed in any way, and the flames behind him were still rising.

The darkness changed again, forming twisted forests that stood one after another.

These dark condensed trees reveal distorted human faces on their skin, as if they were made of countless dead people.

These faces are desperate and sad, as if begging for salvation, but also full of hatred.

"Father, your kingdom of lies is coming to an end, are you still unwilling to tell me the truth"~?'99

A wolf came out of the dark forest, with a huge body, dark fur, and burning eyes.

He came out of the darkness and called the Emperor Father.

The wolf is the embodiment of Horus, and he obtained the power to fight the emperor from the planet Moro.

There, the evil god gave Horus his power.

Of course, this comes at a price.

The soul of Horus burns all the time.

This caused him to be completely devoured by the evil god in the end.

Unfortunately, he didn't realize this.

Horus' embodiment of the wolf growled low and stood on the edge of the Emperor's flame.

That flame is so powerful that it will burn all darkness.

No matter what kind of demon it is, it will disappear in this flame.

Even if Horus gained the power of the evil god, he still couldn't fight against the mighty emperor.

The emperor's gaze was not on the wolf, and he didn't care about it, but stared at the darkness behind the wolf.

Thick darkness entangled the wolf, and his eyes gleamed with malice and sarcasm.

Like a hungry hunter.

The wolf swooped on the Emperor, trying to kill his father.

The dark forest behind him flashed into a solid dark and dazzling color. b

A hand also stretched out from the darkness, stabbing at the emperor like a sharp claw.

The flames at the back immediately burst forth, soaring into the sky, like a pillar of fire connecting the sky.

The sharp claws formed in the darkness were blocked by the flames, and instantly turned into ashes and residues.

The wolf embodied by Horus was also driven back by the flames.

In the darkness, there were mournful wailing and screams.

The flame rises and sweeps everything.

The wolf could only retreat into the depths of the darkness.

In the deeper shadows of the forest behind him, other eyes flickered.

The gaze of those eyes was vicious and cold.

"I reject you." The emperor said, looking at the boundless darkness.

In this dreamlike and illusory place, the emperor's voice is like thunder, more real than any existence.

The thick and rolling darkness was frightened by his voice, and soon became rich again.

"Father, are you unwilling to talk to me? Are you unwilling to tell even that false lie?" The wolf growled in a low voice, the fangs in its mouth were exposed, reflecting the firelight.

The emperor still didn't look at him, his eyes never left the darkness.

"Is it already so unbearable? Driving an ignorant, puppet-like child. Why didn't you tell him? Why do you need him?"

"You need him because there is no truth in you, no blade is false, no power is a lie, and if you don't have it, your power will be false and useless.

The emperor's voice rolled like thunder, causing the darkness and the wolf to retreat.

However, in the depths, the wild laughter echoed, just like the wild laughter of countless men and women mixed together.

Along with the laughter, the tide of darkness rises violently, covering everything.

The flames gradually dimmed, and the Emperor's body curled up.

The materialized scene becomes flickering.

The great pain made the Emperor look like a twisted, soulless corpse on a throne.

His phalanx gripped the arm of the chair painfully, as if he had received a huge impact.

The image becomes blurred and finally disappears completely, as if swallowed by darkness.

And the laughter grew wilder.

On the golden throne.

The emperor's pain became more intense, blood flowed from his closed eyes, the bloodstains left on his face were shocking, and blood froth flowed from the corners of his mouth.

But he still didn't open his eyes.

The war is still going on.

"My lord." Diocletian held the halberd tightly, his expression equally painful.

The battle in the fantasy is so fierce, but the battle in reality is also heart-palpitating.

Sigismund, the first company commander of the Imperial Fist Corps who was in charge of guarding the first line of defense, the Grand Marshal of the Templars, stood at the satellite-level fort brought back by Sanguinius.

This fortress, far beyond the mountain of the Imperial Fists, was forged with the technology of a mysterious man acquired by a loyal Primarch.

"If there is more time, we will be sure of victory." Sigismund thought with some pain in his heart.

The five hundred worlds headed by Macragge are operating at full capacity, and a large number of battleships and satellite-level fortresses are being forged.

The longer the delay, the greater the advantage for them.

The forces Horus had would continually lag behind them in size and strength.

`Space-time fluctuations were observed. ’ shouted one of the detectorists.

"Come, for glory and death." Lieutenant Lan put his fist on his chest, and his projection disappeared into the control room.

"For our oath," said Sigismund.

Images of other commanders disappeared one by one.

He was the only commander left in the control room of the satellite-level fortress.

"Activate the Star Destroyer to store energy." Sigismund reached out and took off the helmet on his belt, and fastened it tightly on his head.

Following his words, the floating window appeared in front of him.

The technology used in this fortress is more powerful than that of Mechanicum.

Had it been able to use the intelligent system, Horus's renegade army could not even see the living, and would have failed.

"Start the Star Destroyer? 35

The soft electronic female voice echoes, as cute as the girl next door.

It's hard to imagine what the designers thought.

Such a terrifying weapon uses such a female voice as a notification sound.

"Confirm start."

"The command is confirmed, the genetic scan is being launched, and the identity confirmation is successful, Sigismund, the first company commander of the Imperial Fists.

"The soul level scan is being launched, the identity has been confirmed successfully, and the command character has not been subject to any mind control.

"Thinking tomography scan is underway, the identity is confirmed successfully, and the command task is not subject to any brain domain control.

"Please enter the authorization code.

Accompanied by a series of prompts.

Sigismund clicked to enter his own authorization code.

Everyone's authorization code is different, and it is generated based on genetic information, so it cannot be impersonated and used.

"The authorization code is correct, and the Star Destroyer cannon starts the energy storage process."

Accompanied by a soft electronic female voice.

The peak of the fortress's giant energy reactor suddenly soared to the highest level.

The giant electromagnetic dual rails on the satellite-level fort slowly stored energy, and the arcs flickered and crackled.

On the weapon maintenance platform, a group of loyal Mechanicus members recited the prayers of the God of All Machines to the activated giant electromagnetic double track.

Of course they don't know if this thing will work.

After all, such technology did not come from the God of Myriad Opportunities in their mouths.

But from some mysterious and diverse terrible empire.

Those mysterious beings have mastered the technology beyond the God of All Machines.

It's just that now, they don't have any good solutions.

Just according to the previous prayers, they believe that even if they come from different gods, machine souls also need to be appeased.

Chaos, all the time in the roaring warp.

An unprecedented fleet is sailing right.

Abaddon was in command of the former company commander of the Shadow Moon Wolf.

Arakh, the Crimson Apostle of the Word Bearers Legion, stood aside.

In front of him is a group of captives who are about to be sacrificed.

"The emperor's power is retreating, we can enter reality and the solar system at any time." Arakh whispered.

"Begin then, and let Terra be overthrown in blood and fire. 35

Abaddon said.