Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

As early as tens of millions of years ago, the [Webway], a miraculous creation covering the entire galaxy, was born from the hands of the [Old Sage].

With the help of this convenient and efficient tool, the [Old Sages] were able to travel throughout the galaxy in a very short period of time.

But since the tragic [War in Heaven] ended, the race of [Old Saints] has disappeared from the galaxy.

The extremely talented [Ancient Spirit Clan] inherited the right to use the Webway, but the Pointy Ears don't know how to organize and maintain this facility.

The impact of the etheric currents, the corruption of subspace entities, the destruction of the Necron, coupled with the erosion of the power of Chaos...

Without maintenance for tens of millions of years, the [Network Channel] covering the entire galaxy has long been riddled with holes.

Beyond the [Netway] facility is the turbulent sea of ​​souls.

Through the cracks in the facility, malicious Chaos Daemons can easily invade the interior of the Webway.

The [Dark Eldar] who were lucky enough to escape Slaanesh's gaze feared everything that existed in the warp.

In order to prevent the [Dark City] from being destroyed due to the evil intentions of the Chaos Demon, Gemo's route forward must avoid the damage to the webway facilities.

After tens of millions of years of destruction, there are only a few dozen channels left in the entire network facility that can provide access to an [Ark-level] city.

The routes left to [Gemo] to choose are extremely limited.

Trazin discovered this loophole, so he was able to figure out the operating rules of Gemo through centuries of calculations with the assistance of necromancy technology.

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"Wait, pause for a moment!" The Imperial Regent raised his hand to interrupt Trazin's eloquent speech, "[Dark Eldar] are indeed the mortal enemies of the Empire!"

"But the existence of those black bean sprouts has not yet posed an essential threat to the empire! Just the coordinates of [Gamo] do not seem to be worth enough to the empire to compare with these collections."

"No, no, no, you don't seem to understand what I mean!" Trazin's dull mechanical voice echoed in the empty showroom, "Gama is not the point, the point is the [Webway Node] controlled by the Dark Eldar. 】.

A hint of understanding flashed in the golden pupils of the Imperial Regent!

As the only city that luckily escaped the [Great Fall of the Eldar], the technology and culture carried in this city did not regress due to the birth of Slaanesh.

In other words, the [Dark Eldar] still control almost all the network channels in this galaxy.

As long as the distribution map of the [Webway Nodes] can be obtained from those sadists, the Empire can escape the dangerous subspace navigation to a great extent.

The legacy of the [Old Saint] will become the cornerstone of the Empire's revival! Following the [Great Crusade] thousands of years ago, the glory of the Lord of Mankind will once again fill the galaxy.

All ill-intentioned enemies of the Empire will be reduced to dust under the mighty wrath of the Emperor.

But all this... must be based on the premise that the [Dark Eldar] are willing to submit obediently.

In other words, if the Black Bean Sprouts are unwilling to submit, or simply run away with the [Webway Node] distribution map, then even if the Empire captures [Dark City] Gomo, it will be useless.

Trazin used neither his talents nor his efforts, and obtained a bunch of valuable collections from the Empire without taking any risks or losses.

In short, it is [White Wolf with Empty Gloves].

"Tarrazin, you just want to get away from me with just a coordinate..." The imperial regent added a bit of harshness to his words, "You look down on me too much, don't you?"

[Marshal of the Imperial Guard] raised the golden spear in his hand. As long as the imperial regent gave the order, Constantine would instantly poke this abominable alien into a sieve.

"Dear Imperial Regent, this is the most appropriate price I can offer!" Trazin shrugged innocently.

"Or... I still have a clone of the [Emperor's Children] primarch Fulgrim in my hand! What do you think of exchanging him for these precious collections?"

"What do I need that sissy's clone for?" The Imperial Regent raised his eyebrows, "Maybe you can talk to Slaanesh. That harpy might like the feeling of ravaging two Fulgrims at the same time."

The extremely offensive words of the Imperial Regent caused Trazin to fall into a long silence.

If the [Three Saints Council] could have such talk, then the [Necrontyr] would not be fooled by the Star God [The Deceiver]...

"What exactly do you want?" Trazin's words contained a hint of helplessness.

"The last body of the [Ancient Orc], the fossilized shell of the [Slaver], the skeleton choir of [Otanza], or the [Soul of the World] of the Eldar Ark?"

Trazin displayed his thousands of years of treasures in front of the imperial regent without reservation.

But in response, the Imperial Regent just shook his head.

"None of this is what I want!" The Imperial Regent came to Trazin, "Except for the coordinates of Gemo, I need you to release all the Imperial soldiers imprisoned in the [Museum]."

"Remember, it's all!" There was a hint of unabashed threat in the words of the Imperial Regent, "I know the coordinates of [Solemenus]!"

"If you don't want to see the [Imperial Fleet] visit your home base, then you'd better not play any tricks on me! Give you half a Terran month, I want to see the warriors return to the Empire!!!"

It must be said that the threat of the imperial regent successfully found Trazin's weakness.

As an Endless with countless trumpets, Trazyn can run away at any time by changing his body.

But Trazyn can run away, but the museums standing on the tomb world of Solomnas cannot.

Each museum stores thousands of collections, and the Imperial Fleet bombing one at random... is enough to make Trazyn feel distressed for centuries.

If the entire Solomnas is razed to the ground with a whirlwind torpedo, Trazyn might explode directly on the spot in anger and sadness.

Trazyn originally still had a little idea of ​​getting the Imperial Regent for free, but at this moment... this dangerous idea has been packed up and thrown into the recycling bin by the Endless.

"As a collector, something like the [Spirit of Contract] is indispensable!" Trazyn gracefully bowed slightly to the Imperial Regent, "Then... I wish us a happy transaction."

Accompanied by some strange humming, the [Dead Scepter] in Trazyn's hand bloomed with a brilliant green light!

The Necrons' unique [Phase Space] slowly unfolded, and dozens of [Ghostwork Constructs] made of living metal swarmed out from the transmission channel that was flickering with dim light.