Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Chapter 462 The Elven God of Creation-Asuryan Was Chopped (Subscribe)

Marble covers every surface of the circular holographic projection table.

In order to make the holographic projection clearer and intuitively display the data information of the medieval world.

The light in the strategy room was very dim, barely enough for the operators to find their positions.

Hero sculptures are placed throughout the strategy room.

Those statues often held a sword in one hand and a brazier in the other.

Flames crackled within, offering a dim yellow light.

In the flickering firelight, the statue's face looked cloudy, flickering, bright and dark.

Numerous officers from Natal stood around the holographic stage.

A faint radiance shines on the resolute faces of these young recruits.

The crest of Natal on the shoulders shines brightly in the light.

A large number of honorary banners hang on the walls.

Each face symbolizes the heroic Natalians defeating the enemies of the Empire and advancing the cause of the Holy Emperor.

"This is the fate of daring to fight against the empire, don't have any kindness."

This was the first lesson that High Marshal Rees gave to these recruits.

He was standing right next to the holotable, his hands resting on the brass railing.

The radiance of the holographic projection reflected on his face that seemed to have just reached middle age.

There are several scars on it, and the position of the left half of the brain has been replaced by metal, which is smooth and shiny.

A prosthetic eye emitting red light was embedded in Reese's eye socket.

According to him, it was lost while killing a group of traitors.

His troops suffered heavy casualties.

But the enemy also paid a heavy price, and they wiped them all out.

A narrator stood beside Marshal Reese, holding a memory pen in his hand, and was quickly recording Reese's words and deeds.

The history of the empire was forged by countless mortals, and every world has its own heroes.

Reese's words, deeds and achievements will be recorded and stored in Terra's giant database and Natal's hero monument.

The narrator also looks very mature, and is very familiar with his work.

Leaving lines of flying writing on the data board.

Seeing the anxious looks of those recruits, Rees cleared his throat and continued to speak.

"This is our duty, fellow citizens. The great cause of the Holy Emperor is the most important thing, it is higher than our morality, our kindness, our everything. For the great cause of the Holy Emperor, no loss is unbearable, and there is nothing Things can't be lost."

"If killing a person is the only way to promote the great cause of the Holy Emperor, then you have to do it without hesitation. Even if the person you want to kill is you, you can't think too much about it. Maybe among you Someone questioned what qualifications we have to take someone's life, then you have to think about letting that person live, and tens of millions of people will suffer."

"Philosophers always think about some profound questions about human nature, about freedom, and about individuals. They believe that people are born free, and this right cannot be taken away. When I take off this uniform, I respect them. I agree with my opinion. Everyone should have freedom and live for themselves, this is the ultimate goal that the empire strives for, and it is also the ultimate goal that the great cause of the Holy Emperor wants to achieve."

"But our enemies are too many, they are too powerful to imagine, their tentacles span several universes, and they have countless minions. We have no choice, either defeat those enemies, or they destroy everything we have created. Don't think that there is any Compromise, the war between us and Chaos can only be considered as the end if one side completely falls down, if they can never be eliminated, then we have to be vigilant forever."

Lisbon could have put it mildly.

But he chose to use the voice of an imperial missionary to teach these Natal recruits.

Let them know that war is no joke or something merciful.

There is no alternative to war but death and duty.

"When you become a commander-in-chief, you can no longer consider casualties, but cost-effectiveness. This statement is cruel. It's as if a person's life has become an insignificant thing, and has become a currency for market transactions. But war is such a thing, You won the victory by using cruelty, that is not cruelty, because you let more people survive. Because of your kindness, you are not willing to let a soldier die, which leads to the failure of the whole battle. This is not called kindness, because the failure of the war , more people are forced to die, and are forced to bear heavier servitude and more suffering."

"When I press the launch button, I know that friendly forces are not far away, and they are likely to be affected and killed by me. But I will not hesitate, because this is the best time and the best time. As long as you pay a little sacrifice, you can ensure that those skeletons will not flee in all directions and be surrounded by us."

"One of the most important qualities of war is that you don't feel guilty for any life you decide to kill. The only thing you should be guilty of is when you lose. You can't protect the people you should protect. You let them suffer. Putting them through torture is something you should be ashamed of."

Reese's words will not appear in class.

Because it is too cruel.

Even in strategy courses, teachers try to use euphemistic terms to express the relationship between sacrifice and victory.

They won't be as straightforward as Reese makes it out to be.

Soldiers' lives are currency.

When throwing out, the only consideration is whether you can get enough chips.

Assas listened to the other party's preaching and remembered it in his mind.

After the lecture was over, the officers dispersed to go about their own affairs.

Assas was left behind.

"What do you think? Major Assas." Marshal Rees smiled dotingly, looking at the son of a hero.

Hawk has been summoned by the Holy Emperor in Universe 02 and has returned to the Supreme Heaven.

As their parent and son, Assas has attracted much attention since he was a child.

People expect him to bring more brilliant honors to Natal.

Reese served as a staff officer under Hawke for a period of time, and for this reason, he also valued Assas.

Hope to let the other party reproduce his father's demeanor.

"This observation has benefited me a lot. There is a big gap between practice and theory." Assas remained calm and smiled.

For this neither humble nor overbearing attitude, Marshal Reese's eyes became more and more appreciative.

"I have a task for you." Marshal Rees whispered, "See those skeletons just now. According to intelligence, there is a little mastermind behind them. In the wilderness at the two poles, the power of chaos is also It's raging there, these are unstable factors in the empire's rule, and I want to appoint someone who is smart and strong enough to solve this matter. Using Primaris warriors for this kind of thing is a bit of a fuss."

"It's an honor for me," Assas said.

"Then I'll leave this matter to you. Do it beautifully. In that case, your resume will be well written." Marshal Rees patted Assas on the shoulder.

At this time, an adjutant came over.

"My lord, the military council is ready."

Reese nodded, indicating that he knew.

"I'm going to get busy. There are several military councils to be held about this expedition. We have a lot of battles to fight."

Assas witnessed Marshal Rees and his adjutant turn and leave, and walked out of the strategy room.

After the opponent's figure completely disappeared, he turned his gaze to the holographic projection.

The undead army shown by the red dot has collapsed, with heavy casualties, and is fleeing far away.

Assas tapped his finger to expand the holographic projection, showing the enemy's base camp, which is the city of the undead known as Nagashiza.

That's where the mastermind behind the undead army is located.

The augury shows that the warp readings there have exceeded the standard.

Obviously, the opponent is an existence who is good at mobilizing subspace energy.

Assas assessed the intelligence at hand, preparing to formulate a perfect countermeasure.

If you can capture the opponent alive, the completion index of this task will be higher, and the evaluation will be better.

Dawn broke in bright light, and the warmth of the sun dispelled the darkness.

A golden light sprinkled over the vast land.

If you stand at the highest point of the palace of the Everqueen in Avalon in Ulthuan, you can see the beautiful sunrise when you look to the east.

However, no one appreciates such a beautiful scenery.

The Everqueen who dwells here is long gone, and her servants have gone with her.

After the banquet, the Eldar had completed their mission for this trip.

They made another request of their own kind in this universe.

That is to take them to the island of the dead.

Undead Island is not an ordinary piece of land, but an island composed of stones of various shapes and sizes.

Some of the pillars were submerged under the waves, forming the foundations upon which others stood.

There are also stone pillars towering into the sky within, more magnificent and towering than the most magnificent ID Lothern Tower or the Caledor Tower named after the first dragon knight.

In the central area of ​​the island is the birthplace of the last magic of Caledon's dragon trainers, the wind of magic.

Maelstrom.

The scale of the vortex is extremely large, penetrating the sky and the earth, anyone who stands in front of the vortex will naturally feel small.

It was with the Maelstrom that the High Elves were able to repel the first Chaos invasion.

If demons want to be active in this world, they must rely on the power of the ubiquitous ether.

The maelstrom is to absorb all the chaotic energy, and then transform it into pure magic elements.

In order to create a maelstrom, the first Phoenix King died in battle, the dragon trainer Caledo was trapped, and a large number of lizardman prophets spilled blood on the battlefield.

Thousands of years later, the Eldar set foot on this land.

They scorn their weaker, backward brethren.

In the eyes of Eldraar, these self-proclaimed noble high elves are more unbearable than the wild spirits who gave up technology and lived a primitive life.

They are so backward that they don't even know how to get out of their own world.

Faced with such a small-scale Chaos invasion, they lost their ground.

"This is here." Selego stared at the magic vortex that penetrated the sky, and stopped.

The realm of the gods is located in the warp.

If you want to enter it, you have to find a proper way.

That's why Guilliman asked the High Eldar of Sele to do such a thing.

There is a deep bond between the elves and the Eldar.

The same creation of the ancient saints, even the gene sequence is similar.

There is not even reproductive isolation between the two.

It is far easier for them to enter the kingdom of the gods than for humans.

You only need to simply pull it, and you can enter that illusory kingdom.

Human beings do such things, not to mention getting twice the result with half the effort, and it may also cause the instinctive disgust of the resurrected spirit race god of death.

"What are the envoys going to do?" Phoenix King - Finnuba asked.

When the other party proposed to go to Undead Island, he tried to ask, but the other party was vague and did not tell him the real reason.

"For a greater purpose." Qian Mian whispered: "We must awaken the god of death, and the key to awakening the god of death is to perfect the concept of death. God is the incarnation of concepts, and it can only be created by the thoughts of all living beings. To awaken Death, one must either kill all Eldar, or be born from the death of the gods."

To become the Phoenix King, Finnuba is not stupid.

From the words of the other party, he guessed what the other party wanted to do! !

These Eldar emissaries wanted to kill their god in order to awaken the so-called god of death.

"No! How can you do such a thing?" cried Finnubar. "You claim to be our kind and yet do such an unforgivable thing!"

The anger of the Phoenix King caused Teclis and others to raise their weapons one after another.

They glared at Selego and his party.

"No one wants such a thing to happen!" Selego separated from the crowd and walked in front of the Phoenix King - Finnuba, "But we have no choice, when you open your eyes and see the threat of this world, you will understand and understand what we're doing today."

Finnubar was powerless to stop the sinister conspiracy of the Eldar people.

Those ghostly Eldar warriors subdued all the high elf guards who raised their weapons in an instant.

They broke the weapons in the hands of those soldiers, and in this way warned all the high elves.

If you can break a sword, you can also cut off your head with ease.

Take the lives of all the High Elves present.

Teclis felt more humiliated than ever.

But the blade of the Eldar warrior was placed a few centimeters from his throat.

It only takes the other party to use a little force to decapitate him.

"Have you considered the consequences of killing God?" Finuba said, "You cannot bear Asuryan's anger."

Selego takes off his clown mask for the first time.

Under the tall body is not a real body, but a phantom that changes and changes.

There are thousands of angry, kind, or laughing faces.

And so on.

What can be seen depends on the observer himself.

Every High Elf sees things differently.

What each pair of eyes sees is the appearance of the funniest and funniest person in their mind.

"I know, because I am also a god." After saying this, Selego turned around and ignored them.

He opened his arms and roared out the ancient runes.

Use your divine power to open the way to the pantheon of the High Elves.

Every race, every faith has its own pantheon.

Those so-called gods are all there.

Whether it's the god of death, the god of fate or something, it's all available.

The beliefs of the races create their own gods, their own pantheons.

As long as you master the right method, you can open the way to the pantheon of that race.

Those so-called gods are immortal if the faith is unbroken.

As long as the belief collapses or is tampered with, the god will also usher in his own end.

This is why the struggle between gods and demons of many races will eventually fall on the lives of mortals.

Because the Mortal Realm is where the outcome is decided.

No matter how awesome and tall the company is, its final destination is the market.

If there is no market, it is useless to brag about it.

The same goes for the gods.

It doesn't matter at all to become the only true god of all heavens and eternity, or the omniscient and omnipotent supreme Luo, but in the end it will still fall on the mortal beings.

The gods are much like human businesses.

There are users (believers), who can package usury as a technology company, go public on the Science and Technology Innovation Board, and a group of licking dogs call themselves old slaves.

Without users, even if the boss has more than a dozen high-ranking and awesome titles, it's useless.

Selego is a god, a laughing god whose daily duty is to mock fate and bring joy to others.

He is not good at fighting, nor is he good at magic.

Tricks and manipulating people's hearts are his forte.

But he was born in the Spirit Race Empire, and there were countless Spirit Races who believed in him and worshiped him.

Faith brings strength and elevates the person of God.

In ancient times, a small country with a population of hundreds of thousands had a super powerful army.

The commander-in-chief is a rare famous general, a master of war, who can strategize and win every battle.

All of his generals have the courage of all men.

Such an army can never defeat a modern country with more than one billion people.

Size and technical limitations have already determined everything.

To use an unseemly word to describe it, as long as Selego is not brain-dead, he can smash the opponent to death with divine power.

A listed company with a full supply chain and a value of several trillion yuan lost to a small husband and wife supermarket on the roadside, and was even killed by others, and all assets were eaten by the other party.

The top of the Maelstrom became transparent, revealing the warp.

The violent thunder poured out from the world beyond, and the ocean of ether poured down in the singing of Selego.

Countless horrific beings revealed their weird and distorted silhouettes, and their ferocious and huge bodies made people dare not look directly at them.

The pitch of Seleko's singing became higher and higher, as if he was about to meet a climax.

The temples of the gods are revealed in those grotesque and terrifying countless silhouettes.

Magnificent and magnificent, unusually beautiful, shrouded in endless rays of light, sacred and solemn, absolutely beautiful.

It's like a dream, not like a real existence.

The High Elves watched their gods emerge from the unreal world.

As the main god of elves, Asuryan appeared in the hall.

Unusually handsome, with a unique majesty of the king.

Don't be angry and prestige, the aura is strong.

There was consternation on his face.

I don't know how I was pulled into the mortal world.

"Hack him."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Eldrar yelled at the Incarnation of Death, Thousand Faces and other leaders of the Death Army.