Sci-Fi War, Start With An Upgradeable Spaceship

The Astartes are weapons made for war.

From the moment they were born, they already belonged to war.

This is true from the structure of their bodies and organs to their souls.

Their tenacious will and mind, it can even be said that everything on their bodies is specially designed to adapt to the battlefield.

Guilliman also once considered that after entering the era of peace, let his Ultramarine Corps be transferred to administrative or clerical positions.

In this way, it can be regarded as a good attribution.

But Guilliman himself knew it well, and he had to admit that most legionnaires actually couldn't adapt to that kind of life.

War is their best home.

Only the day of death is the final end.

"The legion really entered the multiverse empire, so are their organization and fighting methods also preserved?"

Vulcan asked.

Sheng Haoge valued him quite a lot and gave him a lot of war materials in private.

Even let him command several battles to destroy the Eldar.

Judging from those battles, the Astartes Legion may not be able to adapt to multiverse wars.

It's like asking a group of primitive people to fight an information war.

"These must be changed." The Emperor said, "Nothing can remain the same forever. Accepting the shaping of the times is the key. We need to deal with those who are unwilling to obey science and reason, and immerse themselves in their own world. human civilization in.

"The Legion of Astartes will be put into the three-dimensional space war that is most suitable for human beings. Of course, the more terrifying war will depend on your performance. The military command will evaluate whether you have the qualifications and mentality to participate in the war.

"Of course, all of this is voluntary. If your son is unwilling to join the war again, then he can enter the subsidiary universe to spend his life safely.

Hearing the Emperor's words, Guilliman, Dorn and others nodded.

"Come on, we have a lot of important things to decide. We have to learn the knowledge of the multiverse empire, and we have to make our own changes according to the style of the multiverse empire."

The Emperor spoke to his primarch sons.

The planet Carnia is an expanding red giant star.

He has been burning alone in the empty and lonely universe since ancient times.

It has no family of its own, no cloud of dust to serve it, and no bands of meteorites surrounding it.

It's like a lonely old man, spending his whole life alone in the long universe.

A barren lonely star.

If there is no human being, it does not even have an heir who can bathe in his glory.

In the golden age of human rise, the adventurous human ancestors set out from Terra.

They noticed this lonely star, because of its special subspace node, human ancestors built more than 100 huge satellite cities here.

The inhabitants of those cities thrive on the busy warp routes.

After the Great Crusade, it was taken back by the Empire.

During the Horus Rebellion, they suffered heavy casualties for resisting Horus.

However, their tragic fate is not over yet.

The escaped Primarch of the Word Bearers, Lorgar, took control of the place.

The death of the gods hit Lorgar hard.

He has been running around for his beliefs all his life, looking for the so-called gods.

Originally, he believed in his father, the Emperor.

The legendary man who proposed and launched the Great Crusade.

But his devotion did not get any return, but only anger.

The Emperor's wrath fell on the perfect city he had carefully crafted.

He ordered Guilliman's XIII Legion to destroy the Perfect City.

After that, Lorgar chose the subspace gods to believe in.

Helped them plan the rebellion of Horus, which created the war that tore the galaxy apart.

The intervention of the multiverse empire completely bankrupted the plans of the gods.

Those gods who claimed to be eternal were all reduced to ashes under the fire of human beings.

This was a heavy blow to Lorgar.

Everything I believe in, in the end, is nothing but illusion.

After the defeat of the gods, Lorgar has nowhere to go.

Even, the Eye of Terror that he originally planned could not go.

The Eye of Fear is also gradually fading away.

Those star fields were also recaptured by the real universe.

Without the gods, subspace and reality will also reach a balance.

The Eye of Fear, which appeared from the birth of the God of Desire, naturally could no longer be maintained.

"The gods are dead" ~. Lorgar looked at the swelling red giant star and said to himself.

Not long after, Erebus, who had participated in planning Horus's rebellion, hurried in.

"My lord, I noticed a wave of fluctuations. It seems that the First Legion is coming."

"Punishment for the traitor? I thought Russ would come." Lorgar said expressionlessly.

When he learned that the gods had perished, Lorgar already knew that his doom was coming.

"Assemble all the sons." 5 Lorgar said.

Accompanied by a rift gushing with brilliance, it was opened.

The Indomitable Truth, re-engineered by multiverse empire technology, emerges from the illusion.

The ship could have used the jump technology provided by the Multi-Empire for interstellar hopping.

Lion chose to travel through warp space in order to track down those Primarchs who escaped during the Horus Heresy.

Only the loyal side has the leap technology, and the enemy still uses the backward subspace navigation.

In order to find their traces, Ryan can only start from the subspace.

"Entering physical space," Stanius yelled from the fenced Cambridge dais.

His bionic prosthetic eye makes a slight sound, and the built-in intelligent module is helping him lock and confirm the optical field of vision, allowing him to read the data in the boundless universe.

Below him, on the forward platform deck, Cambridge personnel, connected to various stations, talked to each other, sharing and updating data in the physical space with their respective mechanical parts.

Stennes turned to look at the owner of the ship, Lane.

Lion sat like a shadow in the corner of the wide bridge on a huge seat covered with inscriptions.

Hearing Stennes' words, Lane turned around.

He could see a red gleam in the service captain's silver-gray bionic eyes.

At Ryan's feet, lay a dark angel warrior.

The deceased's helmet has been removed, and the Hydra tattoo on the other's neck can be seen.

That's the mark of belonging to the Alpha Legion.

They are always used to lurking in various legions, and Ryan has always been aware of it.

It's just that he never paid attention to it, and he didn't find out the Alpha Legion's Primarch until this pursuit mission.

From the memory in the other party's brain, peel off the cocoon, and find the information that you can use.

Manipulating the mind is an easy task for the multiverse empire.

Even though the soldiers of the Alpha Legion have all been trained, in the face of absolute technology, everything they do is useless.

No matter how hard primitive people train, they will be easily slaughtered by warriors wearing armor and holding sharp knives.

This is the gap of the times, and the final outcome cannot be changed by individual will.

Ryan got what he wanted.

Omega lurks among the Word Bearers.

Just right, solve two at once.

After this battle, you can return to Terra.

Presumably other brothers are still discussing how to rebuild Terra.

When the time comes, I will return with glory and envy them to death.

Ryan looked at the main display screen of the projection, and the entire galaxy was fully armed.

You can see the interplanetary defense lines and minefields from the holographic projection, and see the starry sky fortress and turret warming up the weapons.

Seeing the remnant fleet of the rebel legion suddenly turn to meet their sudden arrival.

"Hunting time." Ryan whispered, stood up, and issued a war order to "paralyze their weapons and let them understand that any resistance is hopeless.

"Understood," Stanius said.

In the past, even a team of incomplete interstellar warriors would be terribly dangerous.

Must go all out and treat with care.

But times have changed.

After launching the disturbance, the rebels fell into despair.

Their warships lost power, and their preheated weapon platforms and defense towers were cut off from energy sources.

The entire satellite urban agglomeration has returned to the primitive era without any high-tech primitive era.

Only those rebel fighters who have made preparations in advance and cut off from the main network can still use his warships.

There is only the most basic communication between them, and all other data transmissions are gone.

Under the attack of the loyalists of the empire, they didn't even dare to connect the built-in Thinker system to the Internet, otherwise, with the weird network technology, the loyalists could paralyze any ship.

Originally, the rebels used demons to fight, but with the fall of the gods, the demons were also wiped out by humans.

The barriers of the universe have been strengthened, and demons can no longer enter the real universe.

Simply put, they can only wait to die.

The First Legion took control of all the ships with ease.

The landing battle was smooth sailing.

The last rebel warriors of the Word Bearers Legion were cornered inside their unfinished octagonal orbital temple.

Ryan kicked open the heavy door of the twisted track temple, and soldiers of the First Legion swarmed in.

Lorgar was sitting on the throne in the hall, watching his brother who came to arrest him.

"`" Your game is over, Lorgar. Ryan looked at Lorgar on the throne and whispered.

"So what? Does surrendering to that tyrant make you happy? Or is it exciting to surrender to the so-called multiverse empire? You sold this universe to those people, and what do you get?"

Lorgar stood up, holding a ferocious mace in one hand, and the mace was engraved with layers of overlapping but intertwined golden seals.

In his other hand he carried an ancient war club, on which the dead gods were depicted.

"Get a chance to beat you guys who broke your oath, you betrayed humans." Ryan pulled out his sword and pressed the activation rune.

"Those mortals who can enjoy all the humiliation in body and personality as long as they are given a little water and food?"

Lorgar pulled a trembling slave from the side. The slave's body had been oppressed to the extreme by the heavy work.

The shameful traitor was so powerful that he nearly tore the poor slave's limbs from their joints.

The slave showed pain on his face, but he didn't dare to make any sound.

The anger in his eyes was no different from that of a corpse, and he had already lost all consciousness.

Ryan narrowed his eyes slightly, and could imagine what these slaves had suffered.

Compared with the pluralistic empire, they have done too little for the civilians who should be protected by them.

"You will always be a slave, Lorgar. You cannot realize the potential of your people, and you will only flatter those seemingly powerful monsters. You will be sent back to Terra, and you will be rewarded in front of the mortals you keep looking down on." due punishment.39

Lane said.

Lorgar said in a low voice, "I feel sorry for you. We were born to rule them, listen to God's guidance, and arrange those ignorant people. But you promote those poor people's status higher than yours."

"You have no reverence for your people, but you are devout to those creatures who only fool others. You are the pathetic one.

Lane didn't plan to say anything more to this twisted brother.

He rushed straight up.

Many Dark Angel fighters also fired together.

The crippled Word Bearers tried to fight back, but the Dark Angels' weapons and equipment were generally superior and advanced.

After a burst of gunfire and fighting, many rebel fighters have been captured.

Only Lorgar was left.

He stood alone in front of the throne, looking at Ryan.

This is a duel between brothers.