Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Become the supreme overlord of the Necrons.

This is something that Dharma King Suo Tai never dared to imagine.

Now, Guilliman dared to promise him.

This made his complexion even more subtle.

A human being is so arrogant.

"Are you so sure and confident?" King Sothai said.

"You witnessed everything with your own eyes, didn't you? The Saken Dynasty has been destroyed, and my subordinates are now stepping on the ruins of the Saken Dynasty. Isn't this the most powerful proof?"

Guilliman said with a smile on his face, "To achieve in-depth cooperation with human beings is your best choice. The universe is huge, and beyond the universe, it is even more vast than ordinary people can imagine. Our eyes should not be limited to here. "

"Your arrogance is astounding, but your arrogance is unattainable. Can a galaxy not satisfy you?" His Holiness Sothai said.

"Humanity cannot be trapped in the galaxy, otherwise the fate of the Necrons and the Eldar will befall us, and history will repeat itself," Guilliman said. "You used to be very strong, but you lost the will to be enterprising, and you were willing to decay in this small land. Disappearance is your inevitable fate."

Hearing this, King Suotai had a very complicated expression.

The huge galaxy is described as a tiny place by a human being.

When the space undead were at their most powerful in the past, they didn't dare to say such a thing.

Such arrogance astounds the world.

There is no such thing as arrogance.

Guilliman wanted to get his hands on other galaxies, the entire universe.

It is hard to imagine how terrifying his ambition is.

He wants to surpass his father and achieve unimaginable feats.

"I will continue to maintain the cooperative relationship with you." King Sotai said, "You must hand over the master control agreement of all dynasties to me. After the space undead are unified, I will take them out of the galaxy."

King Suotai could sense that a terrible storm was about to rise.

And the center of the storm was Guilliman.

He arrogantly wants to change the fate of all things that must perish, and make human beings live forever.

The idea is crazy.

If the Spirit Race knew about it, they would probably call him a lunatic.

The last to do so were the Necrontyr.

For this, they took the form of this metal skull, damned for eternity.

Dharma King Suotai cannot imagine what price humans will have to pay for going to eternity.

But the galaxy is sure to erupt in a series of crises no less than the battle in heaven.

Leaving is the best option.

"You made a wise choice," Guilliman said.

"I also hope that this choice is wise." King Suotai said with a complex expression, and turned and left after saying something meaningful.

Guilliman watched King Sotai leave in the teleportation flash. After a while, he turned his head to look at Sicarius and the others.

"The victory here has been established. You will fulfill a new combat mission and go to the Vitria galaxy to resist the Zerg. Now return to the battleship and take a rest. The celebration will be held together after defeating the Zerg."

Sicarius and the others cheered again, and then followed the Primarch's order to evacuate the surface and return to the battleship.

Guilliman and his honor guard stood where they were, waiting until the foundry general Kren arrived.

When the opponent's heavy mechanical body was moving, it made a clicking sound from time to time.

The many weapons equipped on his body constantly adjust the hydraulic device as he moves to maintain the balance of his body.

Five or six floating servo skulls, each connected to him by a nerve cable, became an extension of his mechanical body.

Relying on the anti-gravity suspension platform, the foundry general Kren moved to Guilliman's side.

"My lord." Karen's voice generator made a respectful voice.

"Let the members of the Mechanicus study the wreckage. We need more information about the Necrons." Guilliman looked at the casting general in front of him and gave an order.

"Follow your orders, my lord," said Foundry-General Kren.

After giving this order, Guilliman turned his head to look at the battlefield.

A large number of Astra Militarum soldiers are embarking on the landing ship, and they will withdraw to the heavy landing ship.

The Titan was also fixed by the heavy transport ship with giant cables, anti-gravity platform and many other equipment, slowly hoisted up, and sent to the transport ship.

A large Titan must be supplemented by an anti-gravity vehicle in order to send it into space, otherwise it will be easily torn apart.

Members of the Mechanicus are constantly entering the battlefield, and a giant Mechanicus ship has been calculated and placed in the center of the battlefield.

A large number of unmanned machines stepped out of the giant ship with their mechanical legs.

Use the long mechanical tentacles to collect the wreckage scattered across the battlefield.

These unmanned machines work like swarms of insects.

In addition to collecting the wreckage of the Necrons, the Mechanicum is also recycling broken war vehicles.

A large number of mechanical priests and mechanical servants wandered around the battlefield, carrying welding torches and many repair tools.

Their task is to repair those war vehicles that belong to humans.

Let them fight for mankind again.

Guilliman looked at it for a while, then turned and left.

Leave the battlefield to the foundry general Kren, and let him explore the many technologies of the Necrons to his heart's content.

Returning to the Glory of Macragge, Guilliman received a message from Guidos before he could catch his breath.

Kaul sent him a new message.

Guilliman could only change his original arrangement first, and went straight to the secret room.

The elevator descended slowly to the bottom floor.

Guidos was already waiting for him when the elevator doors opened.

Compared to the last time, Guidos was visibly weaker with the naked eye.

Even standing there, his body began to shake unceasingly.

Guilliman did not mention this matter.

He can only comfort himself that sacrifice is inevitable, the cornerstone of human existence.

But Guilliman still had a trace of unbearable in his heart.

Accompanied by Guidos, Guilliman passed a series of complicated authentications and entered the room where the degraded Caul was stored.

The degraded Caul was activated under the order of Guidos, and the dim room was once again filled with light.

Accompanied by the rumbling sound, the indicator lights of the machines were lit up one by one, and the buzzing sound resounded throughout the room.

When Guidos uttered the code sequence received from Cawl, the heads covered with data cables and nerve cables trembled constantly, distorting their own shapes.

"My lord," said the degraded Cawl, "it is good to see you."

Guilliman looked at the degraded Caul, "Let's get down to business, I still have a lot of things to do."

"Too busy life can easily lead to a short lifespan, my lord." Deterioration Kaul said, "My master, the great ruling sage Belisarius Kaur, has sent a telegram, congratulating you on pacifying the Charadon Star District The turmoil brought about another important step forward in the process of the Indomitable Crusade.”

"It has not yet been resolved

. Guilliman shook his head, "The Tyranids are approaching the Vitria galaxy, which means I still need to fight a defensive battle." "

"With the current military strength of the empire, the possibility of humans losing is very small. According to calculations, the probability of victory has reached 99.8%."

The degraded Kaur said in a relaxed tone, "As long as you have a little brain, you can win steadily."

"If the probability does not reach 100%, there is still a possibility of failure." Guilliman said, "Next time, don't say that you must win."

Degraded Caul: "."

"Aside from congratulating me, is there any other message?" Guilliman asked.

"The human version of the lighthouse has been tested in five worlds. After testing, this lighthouse also has the possibility of sending messages and items instantly. As long as we have enough lighthouses in the galaxy, the empire can do it without the help of astropaths." help to convey various information.”

"The only pity is that there is still no way to teleport the imperial army on a large scale. The energy and equipment strength required cannot keep up. Of course, if only a few people are teleported, it can still be done."

Hearing Kaul's words, Guilliman recalled the time when he was assassinated by Curze, the Primarch of the Night Lords.

He and Ryan were rescued by Dantihawk, the blacksmith guarding the lighthouse, using the lighthouse's special ability at a critical moment.

This teleportation ability is also very similar to the unique teleportation technology of the Necrons.

On the battlefield, after death, the Necron soldiers will be sent back to the furnace, waiting to be reborn.

The technology of the Necrons originated from the star god, and the lighthouse and the black stone obelisk were also built by the star god.

It is not surprising that both use the same technology.

"Using this teleportation technology won't be counter-controlled by the Necrons?" Guilliman asked one of his most worried questions.

If it is anti-controlled, the consequences will be disastrous.

Human beings are lambs to be slaughtered.

"My lord, what we are using is the principle of that kind of transmission technology. The relevant codes and equipment are all products of human beings themselves, and the probability of being controlled is extremely low." Degraded Kaul said, "The relevant technology has matured, and the imperial warships built in the future , will use this teleportation technology to teleport the imperial troops to the ground."

"That's good." Guilliman nodded, "Is there any other news?"

"My lord, the Supernatural Research Department has successfully activated the Emperor's power through faith and equipment. If it can be miniaturized, humans will have weapons against demons. As long as you have faith in the Emperor, you can use the equipment to attract the Emperor's power." The power of the emperor, so as to kill the devil."

Guilliman grinned upon hearing this.

In the long and chaotic struggle, human beings are always on the weak side.

Human beings can at most destroy the physical body of demons, expel those demons, and let them return to the subspace, but they cannot destroy their origin at all.

This is also the confidence that many demons have no fear.

Among the many methods currently known, only the power of the emperor can completely kill the demon.

This is why the Emperor is called the Damned.

"How long will it take to miniaturize?" Guilliman asked.

"Those devices are too large, stretching like hills. If we want to miniaturize them, the level of human technology needs to rise to another level. With the existing STC technology, if we want to miniaturize those devices and turn them into weapons, for example The cost of casting a fleet is even greater."

Deterioration Kaur had a bad message.

To miniaturize the devices that channel the Emperor's power, materials science must advance again.

The Mechanicus has lost too much technology of the golden age, and the material science has been lagging behind for many years and has not been able to break through.

If there is no new material, this kind of weapon with the power of the emperor will be equipped with the troops.

"Let's do the research first, come up with a set of formed theories, I'll figure out how to deal with the materials," Guilliman said.

As long as the second-level database permissions can be unlocked, human technology will surely take off again.

Unlocks higher realms of materials science.

At that time, everything will be no problem.