Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

The turbulent subspace echoes the insatiable desires and complex and changeable emotions of all beings.

The thirsty inanimate clings to the cliffs that are concretized by the fantasy of real life, watching the fleet sailing past them.

Human flesh and soul made them scream with hunger and thirst.

Their voices echoed through the warp, mingling with the aetherstorm.

With the emergence of the Great Rift, humans have become more and more dependent on the existence of Geller's force field.

If there is no such mysterious technology, I am afraid that human beings will never be able to cross the subspace safely.

The thirsty inanimate devours all unshielded human ships, dragging them down into the most terrifying and abyssal depths of the Warp.

No one knows what terrible fate befell those ships lost in the depths of the Warp.

When those ships reappeared in the real universe, they were often completely unrecognizable, and even the passengers on them had already been extremely distorted and turned into indescribable monsters.

In the depths of the Glory of Macragge, Cherubel screamed excitedly, and he felt the breath of the subspace.

As long as it can enter the warp, it can be free.

He already had a comprehensive understanding of Vinsenhorne's abilities and the demonic tome that bound him.

Once he entered the subspace, he would run far away to ensure that the opponent's spells could no longer restrain him.

It's a pity that the subspace is so close to him, only separated by a Geller force field.

But for him, it was an insurmountable moat.

The body of the demon host engraved with runes, the object that the priests are praying to - the emperor's shrine, and the will left by Guilliman are all restraining him. Vinsenhorn is facing the demon prince directly, always vigilant Follow the opponent's escape.

"Let me go, Vincenthorn, you will get what you dreamed of, don't you want to revive your friends? Bei Kun, Midia, Amos, as long as you help me untie the bondage, I will help you Bring them back to life."

"Master, I am Bei Kun, have you forgotten?? I am your favorite disciple."

"Why not save us, Vinsenhorn."

Cherubel tempted Vinsenhorn, and even imitated those who passed away, trying to shake Vinsenhorn's incomparably strong will.

He wanted Vinsenhorn to immerse himself in the grief of those who had died, so that there would be a small gap in his heart.

Cracks represent weakness, corruption.

Grieving people are always the easiest to take advantage of.

Demons are always like this, as long as they find a weak point, they will expand infinitely, until the target is completely corrupted, leading to an irreversible abyss.

"You will always be so stupid, Cherubelle. Those names you pronounce will only let me know how despicable you subspace beasts are. Your promises will always be fulfilled in a twisted way. The only way you can All that is given to human beings is the habituation of pain. I will never forget my duty, Cherubelle, do not try to find a hole in my heart, you are destined to find nothing." Vinsenhorn said.

"You will, Vincenthorn, no one can resist the temptation all the time. It is the biggest mistake that the cursed father and son left you here to guard me. I know your weakness, and you will always collapse slowly. And I will Get out and be free."

"Wait another 10,000 years, idiot." Vincenthorn said, "Wait 10,000 years later, people will forget about you, the poor devil prince, and maybe no one will care about you."

"Jie Jie, right? I don't need ten thousand years. Soon, I will be free."

Vinsenhorn didn't speak again, he fell into silence, performing his duty of guard like a sculpture.

The topmost deck of Glory of Macragge.

Guilliman's office is here.

As the emperor's son and the only remaining Primarch of the Empire, Guilliman's work is very heavy.

Before the war started, he had to finish the relevant government affairs as soon as possible, and then let the astropath pass it back, so that the new council members on Macragge could fulfill his orders.

The appeal of the Primarch is very strong, and more and more wargroups gather in Macragge, Roaring Griffin, Storm Falcon, Paragon Warrior, etc., all wargroups come from all directions to join the Primarch In the Indomitable Crusade called upon.

They bring more fleets and warriors.

At this time, these fighters are undergoing an upgrade project led by the mechanical sages.

After some time, the original cast space warrior with four more organs will be put into use.

They will be more powerful than the original star warriors of the original plot line. They have the heart of Guilliman built by the integration technology of the dark matter biological engine, and three brand new organs researched by the mechanical sage Kaul in ten thousand years.

They will be invincible, smashing all enemies who try to subvert the empire, and sweeping away all enemies of mankind.

New battleships are also being cast, and more industrial worlds have been requisitioned by the mechanical sage Kaul to build new warships with all their strength.

In order to improve efficiency, with the endorsement of Guilliman, Kaur used a brand-new method, modular assembly, which greatly reduced the cost and time of building warships.

Empires often rely on STC to build warships, standard templates to build technical modules, which originated from the black technology of the golden age.

Kaur completely abandoned the use of STC, using data drawings to let different casting worlds produce different parts, and then assemble them.

This method greatly reduces the construction time of the battleship.

Of course, the performance of the battleship built by this method will be inferior, but the construction speed has increased by ten times, or even twenty times, and the cost has plummeted.

The sheer numbers more than make up for that paltry gap.

The actions of Kaul and Guilliman aroused dissatisfaction among other members of the Mechanicum, and they strongly urged Guilliman to abandon this practice of blasphemy against the God of Mechanics, and demanded that Kaul be severely punished.

Guilliman appeased these mechanical sages, saying that he would find an opportunity to deal with this matter. At the same time, he raised Kaul's authority again, allowing him to mobilize more resources and speed up the casting and installation of warships.

In addition to the improvement of military strength, Guilliman's awakening and various orders also caused a storm.

Those worlds that were not ruled by families responded to the reforms proposed by Guilliman, building more academies to prepare the technical personnel needed by the Primarch.

A large number of young people of the right age have been screened out and sent to various academies, ready to become cogs in Guilliman's expeditionary machine.

With the support of the Primarch, the William Chamber of Commerce, the Nancy Chamber of Commerce, these merchant teams who had sworn allegiance in Macragge, quickly attracted those merchants who were willing to support the Primarch,

They gradually squeezed out those merchants who were unwilling to carry out reforms, compressed their living space, and even suppressed those family businesses in a targeted manner, causing them to lose a large amount of trade volume and thus decline rapidly.

This is also a war, without any smoke, but equally cruel.

Guilliman received reports of a number of assassinations.

Some of his loyal merchants were assassinated as a challenge to him.

Those families and merchants who have been stepped on sore feet have entered a crazy mode, and they have already used despicable means to defend their own interests.

Guilliman examined the information, extracted important information from it, and constructed a mental map of the current situation in his mind.

He was well aware that these die-hard old guard wanted to know his attitude.

Wanted to know how far the Primarch would go for reform.

Guilliman will let them know his attitude, in the Natal galaxy.

What happened in this galaxy, he would send the astropaths to the entire empire, including Terra.

He will tell those people what happens to those who stand in the way of his reforms.

Obey the reform and they will live.

If you don't obey the reform, you will die.

There is no third way.

Footsteps sounded outside the living room, and there was an elegant knock on the door, each of which was rhythmic.

"Come in," Guilliman said.

The door was opened, and a woman in a simple emerald green dress, holding a data pad and a memory pen, followed by a humming, levitating servo skull stepped in.

"My lord." The woman bowed and saluted, "The Sulimanian family would like to extend their most reverent regards to you."

"No need to be so polite, Yashiri, I need your help."

"It is my honor, and also the honor of the Sulimanian family."

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