Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Guilliman followed the voice and looked over.

The towering spiritual bone tower houses many dusty sculptures, as well as some books that have been damaged by the passage of time.

Then looking up, Guilliman caught sight of a small figure in black armor and a crescent-shaped helmet on the towering cone of the ceiling.

The opponent was suspended in the air like that, illuminated by a ray of light falling from the sky, and surrounded by rotating runes.

To be able to fly without wings, this must be at least a Douhuang-level powerhouse! !

There are runes around her body, what the fuck.

Could it be that the other party is a peerless powerhouse shrouded in avenue runes! !

So scary.

Seeing this scene, Guilliman wondered if his cheat had been activated incorrectly.

After crossing, let yourself go to the technology tree.

It's just inhumane.

Chaofan is so handsome.

With every gesture, the avenue runes are shining brightly, sweeping away all opponents.

Punching Khorne, stepping on Nurgle, serving Tzeentch as a servant, and embracing Slaanesh is the style of my generation.

Now I am still struggling to make an expedition. I am afraid of wolves and tigers, and I am afraid that one day the ship will capsize.

Guilliman was slandering in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. When he looked at the prophet of the spirit race, he showed a bright smile.

"Hello, ally. By the way, aren't you going to tell me your name?"

"The name doesn't matter, it doesn't affect the final conversation, but if you insist, you can call me Eldlar." The prophet of the spirit race fell to the ground and said.

Guilliman frowned, searching his mind for information about the name.

Thanks to the extraordinary memory, it took a little time to find out the information about Eldlar.

Properly awesome character.

The time of Eldlar's existence can be traced back to the time when the Eldar Empire was not yet destroyed.

In other words, he lived tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years.

I'll be good.

The lifespan of the Great Emperor is only ten thousand years.

This Elderal must be regarded as a mortal fairy, a god or something.

Of course, this is just a joke.

Immortals are just very alive, not invincible.

Humans also have immortals, but unfortunately many died in the Horus Rebellion.

If these guys don't get killed, they can live forever.

Eldral is an Eldar Eternal who became the Grand Prophet of the craftworld of Uthvi after escaping the ruined Eldar Empire.

With his incredible prophecy, he saved the lives of thousands of Aeldari.

This guy has appeared in many important historical events in the human empire.

During the Horus Heresy, he had repeatedly warned Fulgrim in an attempt to bring him back on track.

Guide the esoteric agent John to restore Vulcan's soul.

Guide Vulkan to Terra through the Webway.

Attempt to warn the Empire in the Beast Wars.

After the fall of the Cadia Fortress, let Evelyn and other Death Army leaders take Kaul, Celestine and other loyalists to flee for their lives and go to Macragge to awaken Guilliman.

Even the Emperor is partly to blame for sitting on the golden throne instead of total collapse.

Eldral was also very active during the Horus Rebellion, and even assassinated the Esoteric Cult at the last minute.

As a result, Alpharius, one of the twin primarchs of the Alpha Legion, realized that there was no way to make Chaos die out by destroying humans, and finally chose to backstab Horus.

It can be said that the existence of Eldlar runs through the history of the human empire.

He is behind many major events.

Unfortunately, it is unknown.

"Did you come to me for something?" Guilliman looked at Eldral and said.

"The future has been changed, and I have come to warn you." Eldral said, "You have to be careful, the gods have turned their eyes away from the eternal battlefield, and they are aware of the threat. In order to let you We have all paid a heavy price to be able to walk in this era again. If you fall under the conspiracy of the gods so soon, it will be a huge loss for us."

"What are they going to do to me? To start a whole new rebellion?" Guilliman asked.

"No one knows what method they will use, but it must be very dangerous. Just like the Horus rebellion 10,000 years ago, we all became part of their plan. They are more cunning and vicious than we imagined." Ai Dellar said.

Guilliman fell silent.

The best way for the Chaos Gods to deal with humans is to provoke civil war.

Just like Horus drew his sword and cut down the emperor in the past.

No one knows who the next Horus will be.

Infighting, brother killing, father and son killing each other, is a chronic disease of human beings.

An echo of the first murder, the side effects will always be with humanity.

Even on the day when human beings are destroyed, it will be difficult to get relief.

The emperor is also clueless.

No one can help.

Guilliman was also helpless about this.

"I will be careful," Guilliman said, "I will not be defeated by their vicious schemes until the human race is on the right track."

"I hope so," Aldral said.

Guilliman looked around the environment of the Eldar Tower, and then at Eldlar, "I need your help with something."

"I can help you to the best of my ability, Son of the Emperor, but you also have to understand the bottom line, I will not assist you in harming my people," Eldral said.

"Of course I don't want you to help the people who hurt me. I want to know how to build the webway, or where I can find this kind of knowledge," Guilliman said.

Aldral frowned slightly, "Do you want to repeat the mistakes of your father? His failed Webway project left him sitting on the golden throne and suffering. The Webway project has been proven to be a The product of failure, under the current situation where the gods are watching, you cannot build successfully. You will only put yourself in danger and make Chaos stronger."

"I have my own plan. Before I get the results, I don't want to tell anyone the details and strategic goals. That will increase the probability of plan mistakes." Guilliman said. "If you trust me and see me as an ally against Chaos, then give me instructions. The only thing I can give you is a guarantee that Chaos will be repelled and weakened."

Eldral looked at Guilliman, who looked at him in the same way.

From those determined eyes, Eldlar knew that he could not shake Guilliman's determination.

Even if he doesn't tell the other party the relevant information, he will find it by himself.

"After a long period of prosperity and prosperity, the Spirit Race Empire has slowly gone downhill. In the process, we have forgotten a lot of technical knowledge, including the construction technology of the network road. This is a very complicated subject. technology, even the Eldar learned it from their creators."

"Of course, the Eldar have always had the habit of keeping backups of their own technology. We will record all the technology, then seal it up, and use the seal to keep them safe."

"If you really want to get the technology for building the webway, then you have to go to the Eye of Terror, the Star of Knowledge of the former Eldar Empire, and look for those lost technologies. There may be a few words of records there, and you can even Find a backup."

Aldral said, "Of course, I have to warn you that the Eye of Terror is extremely dangerous. Several of your rebel brothers are there. When they hear of your arrival, they will never let you go easily."

"Give me the relevant coordinates, and I will find a way to go to the Eye of Terror," Guilliman said.

"To be honest, that's very risky, and I don't recommend you to do that." Eldlar said, "The Webway project has been proven to be a failure. If you do that again, you will definitely be asking for your own death."

"Don't worry, I'm confident." Guilliman stopped the other party from preaching. "Do you have any other news to tell me?"

Eldral was silent for a moment, and continued to speak, "The Changer will lead you to the path of brother-killing. The only thing I can warn you is that the secrets of the First Legion involve a lot. It involves the secrets of another ancient race. Once it is revealed, it will definitely shock the empire, but it can also pull out a cancer that endangers the human empire."

"Of course it's up to you to expose the First Legion or help them keep their secrets. The secrets of the race that is involved with the First Legion are terrible. They serve another existence no less than the Four Gods. You must be mentally prepared .”

"No less than the existence of the Four Gods?" Guilliman frowned slightly.

"The thing of destiny, the Ouroboros, if such a terrible thing wakes up, it will surely bring another disaster. Now it has already had its offspring awakened in the galaxy, and with its body alone, it has traversed the Great Rift , allowing lucky ones to use their bodies to go back and forth between the two sides.”

"Across the Great Rift?" Guilliman wondered.

The Great Rift tore apart the galaxy on a scale no one could have imagined.

More importantly, the Great Rift is the outward manifestation of the tearing of the barrier between illusion and reality.

Traversing the Great Rift is a little too scary.

Body length is measured in light years.

What kind of concept is this! !

Everyone has to be scared to death.

"Yes. It is called the star boa constrictor by some ignorant races and civilizations. It is an extremely ancient existence." Aldral said, "Its power is no less than that of the great demon under the command of the four gods, and even stronger."

Guilliman paced back and forth, looking thoughtful.

The situation is much worse than he imagined.

The Great Rift finally unleashed terrifying monsters.

Another existence no less than the Four Gods.

"Be careful, son of the emperor, the threat you will face is unimaginable. With the opening of the big rift, those ancient existences will return, and they are bound to take back their former throne. Even the gods of the real universe, It will also return, and many star gods will walk in the real universe again."

"The endgame is very likely to break out because of this, and everything will be settled by then. You have to make every decision. If humans survive, the Eldar can survive."

Eldral's voice gradually disappeared and gradually became ethereal.

The figure is also gradually dimming, and the runes turn into light one after another.

In the end, he completely disappeared in front of Guilliman.

Obviously, what is here is not his real body, but a clone.

Guilliman stood where he was, lost in thought.

The situation in Galaxy is not as simple as he imagined.

The emergence of the big rift brought back those ancient existences that had long since been annihilated in the long river of time.

Their purpose is self-evident, to come back to seize the galaxy and seize the dominance of the subspace.

The four gods are symbols of chaos, but chaos is not just the four gods.

Well, one thing wasn't settled, and a bunch of other things came along.

After a while, Guilliman, who woke up from his contemplation, walked towards the tunnel.

Don't worry about debts.

There is nothing to worry about if there are too many enemies.

The gods of the warp are paper tigers.

The imperial civilians full of faith will surely defeat the paper tiger.

Of course, there is also a high possibility of being killed by a paper tiger.

Going outside, Sicarius and members of the Glory Guard were still waiting for him outside.

"My lord." Sicarius stepped forward and saluted.

Guilliman nodded, didn't say much, and didn't reveal what he was talking about below.

The implications are significant, and it is not yet time to reveal them.

The gunship machine started slowly after Guilliman and his men walked into the cabin.

With a roaring sound, the engine was activated again.

The scorching plasma stream spewed out, and the steam rolled upwards, and then it was cooled and formed into ice crystals.

With the vibration of the engine, the gunship slowly lifted into the air amidst the steam.

Then, the engine roared, and the gunship flew straight into the sky at an extremely fast speed, leaving a huge sonic boom in the air, as well as white waves of air.

Half an hour later, the primarch returned to the Glory of Macragge carrying the gunship.

As soon as he entered the hangar, there were already machine servants waiting.

Guilliman didn't say much, but walked towards the strategy room.

Sicarius was used to this, and Guilliman was either reading a book or reviewing strategies during this time.

When he reached the door of the strategy room, Guilliman stopped, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Turn back and join the large army. Let's go to the Stone Fortress."

"Understood, my lord." Sicarius responded respectfully.

Guilliman entered the strategy room and stood by the porthole, looking out at the stars.

He had to address every possible cause of civil unrest.

The Caliban regulations of the Dark Angels Chapter must be properly resolved.

This thing is a bomb, and sooner or later it will kill them, and pull humans down by the way.

By the way, let's see if we can solve that so-called ancient race.

Battlefields of the Indomitable Crusade are everywhere.

With Guilliman's will in hand, numerous Imperial troops swept across the rebels and old-school dignitaries.

Loyalists such as Calgar demanded that the worlds be reformed according to the orders of the Primarch.

Improve the benefits of the bottom layer, reduce working hours, and provide enough entertainment.

At the same time, it began to spread knowledge and reduce the illiteracy rate.

Ignorance leads to superstition, and superstition goes to extremes, and finally to destruction.

In order to weaken the influence of the gods, the only way is to improve the cultural level of the people of the empire and strengthen the propaganda of public opinion on each planet.

Publicity channels such as entertainment programs, movies, and TV programs must fully publicize the threat and poison of chaos.

All teaching materials and review standards must be in accordance with Guilliman's requirements.

Mechanics and technicians settled in each hive city, updated equipment, improved the computing power of the thinker array, and used Macragge's new technology to enhance management and control.

Every human being on the planet must be registered and managed effectively.

Those stubborn gangster families were uprooted, stamped with ideological stamps, and sent to punishment camps.

At the same time, Guilliman also abolished a large number of powerful and wealthy classes.

The empire has existed for 10,000 years, and it has an extremely large number of nobles and rich people.

These classes do not produce, but enjoy the most resources and wealth of the empire.

They were undoubtedly a great burden to Guilliman's Indomitable Crusade.

Guilliman needed enough resources to sustain the Indomitable Crusade, which meant he had to take the resources from the nobles.

Some nobles shout that their wealth is accumulated by the family, is private, and is sacred and inviolable.

Guilliman had no reason to do anything to them, breaking his sacred oath.

For these words, Guilliman snorted, and even wanted to laugh a little.

The empire is a whole. The agricultural world produces food, the industrial world produces industrial products, and the conscription world provides soldiers. All planets have their own positions in the huge cooperation system.

In a society that emphasizes cooperation to develop, productivity requires every member to contribute to create wealth.

Talking about the inviolability of private ownership and talking about the topic that all wealth belongs to oneself, Guilliman just wanted to give him two big slaps.

Who are the rich? Who are the poor?

This is not determined by individual will, but by the distribution system.

Guilliman just gathered and redistributed the wealth.

All the worlds of the Empire work together to create this wealth.

Then these wealth belong to the entire empire.

Those so-called "rich men" left the empire, could his talent really allow him to create so much wealth?

If the empire leaves the rich, will those wealth really disappear?

As the technology becomes more developed and the division of labor becomes finer, the sacred private ownership becomes more ridiculous.

Even if the empire leaves you, those wealth will still be continuously created.

You leave the empire, but you can only eat dirt.

Precisely because of this, Guilliman did not care about the protests of the powerful and wealthy.

The imperial fleet is placed there, and anyone who jumps can hit anyone.

Of course, Guilliman's use is also a reasonable and legal means.

It is rare to deprive others of their wealth openly and persistently.

He always deprives the wealth of local dignitaries by changing policies, adjusting the distribution system, and letting the chamber of commerce that makes money for him.

Those who opposed Guilliman, because of the empire's distribution system, became big figures that ordinary people dare not offend, and naturally became poor because of the empire's new system.

In addition to unleashing wealth, Guilliman reshaped the empire's bureaucracy.

Vigorously promote the intelligent management system with imperial characteristics based on the thinker computing array.

Crack down on some local sects, order various organizations to register, and strengthen control

A multi-pronged approach to resolutely suppress the foundation of Chaos Sect.

Those who disobeyed were naturally all stuffed into the punishment camp and used as cannon fodder for the empire.

Under Guilliman's toughness, the reform measures were carried out in an orderly manner.

At the bottom, Guilliman's popularity has also been rising.

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents.

For those who have lost their interests, Guilliman is the murder of the father and the enemy.

Naturally, he was not reconciled to this decline.

Many nobles colluded with each other and set off a rebellion.

Even the nobles who began to mobilize other sectors to rebel.

After regaining his health, Calga started the counter-insurgency work non-stop.

The rebellion of a planet has just been put down here, and I haven't taken a breath yet.

Then we got the news that the next planet was in rebellion.

And word has it that the Alpha Legion is involved.

Another five thousand, ten thousand, and six hours