Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Unclean creatures stand in the muddy swamp.

Stretches to the end of the sky.

Shrouded in yellow mist, looming.

Occasionally, mountains of wreckage can be seen, all covered in green, slimy moss.

Countless worlds covered in death and plague constitute such a vast realm.

Maggots devour everything in the real universe, turning it into misshapen wreckage.

All within the realm of Nurgle is a dark vision of the desecration of life.

All glory was gone, all hope was shattered.

Even time has lost its original value and role in such domains.

Countless pain and wailing resounded through every corner of this muddy world.

In human ears, those voices are telling the despair and pain that can never be relieved.

Of course, in the ears of those Nurgle believers, those voices were full of joy, praising the great loving father who bestowed upon them eternal life.

The sky, which has always been dim and never changed, was divided into two halves.

On one side was a dark sky filled with yellow mist.

On the other side is the sky with divine light.

The two represent different wills and also represent different camps.

Nurgle called his enemies evil corpse-worshippers.

The Empire calls the enemy the minions of the Plague God.

Unholy voices praising the Lord of Corruption echoed in the air against the religious hymns sung with gusto by the priests in the choir.

Faith brings strength against evil gods.

The selected priests are very pious, and these guys even stamped their minds many times to ensure that there will be no thought of betrayal.

They dedicated themselves to the Divine Light, the all-knowing and all-powerful Emperor of the Empire.

Pious beliefs, coupled with the blessing of the lighthouse device, make their beliefs extraordinarily powerful.

Even in the domain of Nurgle, they can stand against the strange whispers and evil spirits.

The scale of the God-killing Expedition is very large.

The number of troops mobilized is incalculable.

In addition, there are also Heroic Warriors who have completed the latest training and were armed not long ago.

Guilliman handpicked them.

Now it's time to show off the results of their training.

Vulkan's methods were extremely sharp.

He led the Legion of Heroes and the Imperial Army to launch a spearhead attack on Nurgle's domain, aiming at the core.

The Empire seized the bridgehead with great speed, and used it to continue to penetrate the Chaos Realm of Nurgle.

The flames of war spread within a very short period of time.

The army was divided into several groups, each attacking from different directions.

Many plague demons were forced to appear one after another, trying their best to turn the tide, stop the advance of human beings, and prevent the situation from further deteriorating.

If it deteriorates further, it is very likely that other evil gods will see an opportunity.

It will also attack the realm of Nurgle from different directions.

To attack on all sides, this is a sign of doom.

The Chaos Gods had briefly reached an agreement to withdraw their troops from the Eternal Fields separately and work together to destroy the Imperium of Man first.

But before the emperor left, he shattered this plan with a blow with all his might.

In addition, Guilliman swept all directions, and Abaddon and many demon primarchs were defeated, making them completely lost the means to interfere in the real universe.

To re-intervene in the real universe, one must either destroy the barrier between reality and illusion, or re-support the spokesperson.

However, before they could make a decision, Guilliman reversed the long-standing disadvantages of human beings and directly challenged Nurgle, one of the evil gods of chaos.

The situation suddenly became a little subtle.

The other evil gods had to consider whether to continue to abide by the alliance treaty or to backstab.

It is naturally impossible for an evil god who has reached the multi-level control to have only one universe.

Chaos evil god's influence is very extensive.

Weaker, maybe just know their names.

These names usually appear in the form of fairy tales, fiction movies and so on.

Such weak effects cannot be controlled.

Unless these universes are as crazy as the Eldar, let those names germinate like seeds, grow, and finally attract attention.

Those who are stronger have their spokespersons.

The spokespersons will try their best to publicize their names and taboos, let more creatures sink into desires, establish religions or various organizations, and finally drag the entire universe into the abyss.

Alliances and backstabs only depend on the size of the interests.

The contradiction between the four gods is much greater than the contradiction with human beings.

They were able to join forces purely because humans were in the way.

The struggle on the Eternal Battlefield has existed for an unknown number of years.

For the portal that can connect the heavens and the universe, the four gods came and went to fight, but there was never a winner.

When the universe is destroyed and the portals disappear, they may be quiet for a while.

But when the universe is reborn again, the wheel of destiny turns, and those powerful civilizations rebuild their roads again and build the mysterious portal that can connect the universe to the heavens, they will appear again, defeating the emperor according to the routine that has been repeated many times. Huang, and then fell into a melee again.

Fufu often doesn't know how many reincarnations there have been.

But no evil god has ever really won.

According to the previous story line, Guilliman will not become the emperor of the empire, and the emperor will not choose to end himself, but will become the emperor step by step.

The loyal primarchs will return one by one after being lost for thousands of years, and follow the emperor to declare war on the gods again.

That war will not only affect the Milky Way, but will create a large rift across the entire universe, bringing everything to an end.

Wait until the last planet is devoured.

The universe will begin to cycle again.

Except for multi-level, omniscient and omnipotent existence, all creatures will be reincarnated, destroyed with the destruction of the universe, and enter a new round of evolution.

The gods have existed for far longer than the world can imagine.

Maybe even demons don't understand those evil gods.

Whether to betray one's allies depends entirely on interests.

They have witnessed too many cosmic reincarnations, and for them, the entire universe of the heavens is a game.

In some cases, it is not appropriate to use evil to describe evil gods.

A person has been trapped in a certain day. After killing someone, just sleep and reset the time, and that person will reappear.

Would that person still feel guilty about committing a murder?

Anyway, it will be back to normal the next day.

The same is true for the Chaos Gods.

No matter how many terrible things they have committed to this universe, when the universe resets its reincarnation and undergoes evolution, those creatures will appear again.

How could they care about those lives? ?

This time the story has changed in the eyes of the gods.

It can even be described as when the universe evolved, it was irradiated by nuclear radiation, and suddenly there was a large mutation, and it became completely different from what it was before.

The cause and effect of this universe is like a big net, as long as a little bit is touched, it will cause a chain reaction like a butterfly flapping its wings.

The battle for the eternal battlefield is very likely to be decided in this life.

Whoever can win the portal may completely change the evolution process of the universe.

In other words, there will be no next chance.

Backstabbing Nurgle and letting humans drive out their competitors is definitely a good choice for the other three.

As a multi-level evil god, Nurgle's true power is unimaginable.

But in this universe, Nurgle's power is just a colony, not the overall power.

Doesn't look very powerful,

At least not to the point of crushing the imperial invaders with ease.

No matter how strong the empire is on which the sun never sets, it still has to suffer from the natives.

The Empire and Nurgle's Plague Legion fought fiercely.

Many battlefields can even be said to be piled up with corpses.

After completing the landing campaign, Loken received a new order to cooperate with the Gray Knights and the Heroic Spirits to seize a giant foundry blocking the way of the empire's advance.

The foundry is a cardinal point, which creates an unimaginable city wall.

There is no end to the city wall.

The walls are studded with rusty spikes and towers of rotting flesh.

Strange lights shone through the holes in the city wall, like cannons.

Human warships were wiped out, even if there was a time retrospective device, it would not help.

Time in the Warp is chaotic.

it's meaningless.

When a battleship is destroyed, it is destroyed regardless of the technology loaded on it.

Erasing it from the imagery is destruction in the true sense.

Don't use any rational and dialectical thinking to think about the things and weird phenomena in the realm of evil gods.

Subspace is idealistic.

It follows a different set of laws.

There is no need to act according to the rules of the real universe.

Those horrible decaying creatures have bodies comparable to stars.

They are entrenched on the city walls, using their terrible power to block the advancement of corpse worshipers.

For the Imperium of Man to move forward, its walls must be destroyed.

Forcibly attacking such a city wall will definitely cause heavy casualties to this fleet.

The best thing to do is to play by the rules of the Warp and destroy the image of things.

Reality and fantasy coexist in the universe, just like the ancient oriental yin-yang Pisces diagram.

Reality and illusion are equal, and there will be no situation where one side is stronger than the other.

Symbolic symbols hold power in the Warp.

It follows an abstract order.

Thought affects reality, symbolized as a fortress.

Fight symbols with symbols, destroy their foundations, and the walls will destroy themselves.

With the help of teleportation, the Shadow Moon Wolves approached ten kilometers away from the foundry.

This is the limit that teleportation priests can do.

The teleporter was disturbed by the warp energy emanating from the walls.

Being able to narrow it down to less than ten kilometers is already considered a performance of superb skills.

Waiting for them are countless demons.

They roared and rushed over, trying to crush the humans.

"Go forward and kill those monsters." Loken roared loudly.

The combat armor transmitted his voice through the communication module, echoing in the ears of every Shadow Moon Wolf.

The earth is boiling and the sky is screaming.

Angry roars filled the battlefield.

The warriors of the Shadow Moon Wolf roared angrily.

Pierce the enemy's heart like a spear.

The mortals opened fire on the artillery positions several kilometers away, precisely bombarding the demons in front of Loken and the others, weakening the enemy's strength and allowing them to dig out the enemy's heart more quickly.

The speeder flew at a high speed, and the bang-thumping artillery shot at the plague drones covered in flesh and blood, emitting a foul smell.

The coordination between the various units is perfect.

This has to praise the fanatics of Mechanicism.

It is their efforts that allow the communication channel to remain stable.

Efficient communication and complete information allow the commander to knead all the troops into a whole, such as arm drive.

If the Battle of Terra had such a communication capability, I'm afraid Horus would have to show despair to the defenders of the palace.

Torgaddon was not far to his left, leading his battle party hacking at the demons.

Their speed was so fast that they left corpses all over the place in the crazy wave of demons.

Of course, there are also some combat brothers who were engulfed by the wave of demons, ushering in their own destruction again in a sound of grief and indignation.

Loken was not sad, but continued to charge with high fighting spirit.

He knew that the Holy Emperor would definitely bring those brave warriors back again.

Soon, they blazed a trail.

The scale of that foundry was beyond imagination.

Huge chimneys soared into the sky like mountain peaks.

The continuous factory buildings are like a mountain range with broad shoulders.

Loken slashed the demons blocking the way, and walked towards the arched gate made of steel, rotting flesh, and rocks like dental calculus.

The gate is more than twenty kilometers wide and high.

Even a warrior who has been upgraded by the original casting, in the face of such a behemoth, he still looks very small.

The door was wide open, covered in flesh and rusted steel. ,

Endless demons of Nurgle ran from within, brandishing rusty weapons and bone spurs.

"Make those guys pay." Torgaddon's voice echoed over the comms.

The other warriors responded with the same roar.

A beam of light lit up around them.

The ship locked their coordinates and began to provide reinforcements to ensure that Loken and others could break into the interior of the foundry.

The legendary mentor of the Gray Knights, Kaldor Diego, stepped out of the teleportation beam.

With him was the Gray Knight, armed with a halberd and gray power armor.

They are good fighters against demons.

The addition of the gray knights greatly relieved the pressure on the Luna Wolves, and they began to advance into the foundry.

Loken glanced at Kaldor Diego.

If the guess is correct, the Gray Knights should be formed by those eight ranger knights.

This is the so-called Project Titan.

With Horus' treachery and the bankruptcy of the Webway project, the Emperor and Malcador had to resort to alternative plans.

Project Titan is just one part of the alternative plan.

Humanity must have an army capable of fighting the demons.

Otherwise the galaxy would fall, a seething sea of ​​tortured souls.

The hellish scene created by the non-physical realm will play out in every human world.

Every planet will be shrouded in horror, and human beings will be enslaved.

The achievements of all civilizations will be soaked in blood or plague.

The Imperial double-headed eagle banner will also be replaced by tattered banners made of human skin.

The only reason the surviving humans are alive is to provide raw materials and food for those immortal demons.

This universe will be reduced to a complete wasteland.

In order to prevent that doom, the Emperor and Malcador promoted the Titan Project.

The chosen nine Knights-Ranger became the Eight Masters of the Order of the Gray Knights.

Loken was also one of the chosen ones, and he withdrew.

Therefore, among the nine knight-errants in the Titan Project, there are only eight mentors.

Seeing the gray knights slaughtering demons like chickens, Loken nodded.

As planned, they became the swords of human beings against demons.

"For our lost dreams in the past." Loken yelled out a new battle cry, "Go forward, go to the inside of the factory."

Loken swung his sword and fired.

Each targeted bomb hits the enemy with precision.

With a hit rate of 108% achieved by using time and fate, even demons cannot escape.

The demons waved their limbs and claws, driven by endless hunger and thirst, and attacked wave after wave.

Loken used all his skills to chop all the enemies blocking his way to pieces.

They went deep into the foundry, and what looked like steel squirmed like rotting organs.

Green poisonous gas spouted from the pipe, and sometimes some disgusting pus.

The foundry was given another form of life.

It was forged of rotting flesh and rusted steel.

The filth of the Warp permeates every corner.

The entrance to the tunnel reveals teeth encrusted with yellow rock, and a tongue riddled with sores.

A sick voice came from the depths of the pipe, like a distorted and weird music, and it seemed that someone was whispering, trying to tell something.

"I always feel like someone is talking in my ear." Torgaden said.

"Turn on your filters, don't listen to these voices." Kaldor Diego opened the communication with the Luna Wolves, "Their words are blasphemy, filthy poison."

Loken felt the floor trampled by the steel boots breathing like lungs.

When the foot was lifted, the slimy liquid stretched into silk.

Every time he advanced a certain distance, Loken would have his men install an annihilation bomb that could wipe out everything.

This bomb is very dangerous.

Once affected by the power of the explosion, even the soul will be erased and the chance of returning will be lost.

Every time it is installed, it needs to be very careful, and it will detonate only after it is far enough away.

Every explosion of an oblivion bomb makes the foundry shudder.

The sound of wailing came out along the huge pipe, as if it had suffered some unimaginable damage.

Loken and the others just killed the demons all the way, blasting all parts of the foundry, and erasing all those disgusting things.

If you look at it from the outside, it is easy to see that the foundry has become riddled with holes under the offensive of the empire.

In some places there is a void, not only the entity disappears, but the existence of its warp disappears.

It's like erasing it with an eraser.

Annihilation bombs wiped everything out.

A void is left in both reality and the subspace.

There is no chaos, and no entity, just void.

The wailing of the foundry became more and more horrific, and the fighting spirit of Loken and others became more and more high. Their attack was effective.

In order to destroy the foundry more efficiently, Loken and Kaldor Diego reached a consensus to divide their troops to go to different passages, speed up the destruction of its nodes, and completely destroy the foundry.

Loken led an elite team all the way deep, and finally entered a dark room with a strong stench.

He had a rare encounter with a Death Guard squad.

Lion Lion's siege of the Eye of Terror left those traitors with nowhere to go, and many warbands perished.

Loken also thought that the Death Guard was gone.

Who would have thought that they would still meet here.

After defeating several Death Guard fighters, a tall figure came from the darkness.

"The emblem of the Luna Wolf? You should all be dead. It seems that Guilliman did something again? Bring you guys back."

Loken frowned slightly, and he stared at the figure in the mist.

Being able to recognize the emblem and call out Shadowmoon Wolf should be an acquaintance from the time of the Great Expedition.

The figure came out of the mist, revealing its entire face.

The bloated body was clad in a musty, pus-oozing power armor.

Disgusting rotten flesh spilled from the corroded cracks.

It also has a horn on its head and is not wearing a helmet.

The bloated, rotting face was in plain sight.

Loken searched his own memory, and only then did he superimpose the monster in front of him with the image of someone from the past.

He tentatively asked a question.

"Are you Typhus?"

"It looks like he's an acquaintance."

It was Typhus who came.

When he was besieging the five hundred worlds, he said a few words about Mortarion, who wanted to fight Chagatai with all his heart.

As a result, Mortarion chopped off his head with a scythe.

The soul was also detained by the other party and imprisoned in a bottle.

Go to be punished with Mortarion's foster father.

But it just kept him alive.

Mortarion was defeated by Jaghatai and brought back to Terra in a cage.

Typhus escaped, albeit without his flesh and blood.

But by the gift of his loving father, he was rebuilt in the Gardens of Nurgle, and even gained some enhancements.

"Report your name, Shadow Moon Wolf, maybe I will show you some kindness because of my acquaintance." Typhons said, looking at the Shadow Moon Wolves in front of him.

They were all wearing helmets, so Typhons would not have recognized them, of course.

It can only be recognized from their emblem that this is the Shadow Moon Wolf from ten thousand years ago.

"You don't need to know." Loken flicked the sword in his hand, shaking off the rotten meat and rotten blood on it.

He also places the bolter on the magnetic lock on his waist, draws another sword and activates it.

"What's the point of following that idiot Guilliman?" Typhons used a huge scythe like Mortarion, and with his huge and cumbersome bloated body, when he held the scythe, he felt extremely oppressive.

"Only a great loving father can give you the detachment and future you want."

Using the tone of the other party, Loken said mockingly: "Why don't you join the empire again, only the great holy emperor can give you the detachment and future you want."

This made Typhons look annoyed. "You will soon learn the price of rejection, fool. No one can challenge the triple way."

"I always felt that there is something missing in Terra now." Loken said mockingly: "Now I finally know that it is you that is missing, Typhus. Your scream must be very beautiful. The emperor applied to let you stay next door to Mortarion, this is the treatment only acquaintances have. Just imagine, you spent so much time and energy trying to enter the solar system and Terra. Now as long as you enter the cage obediently, It will come true.”

"What a disgusting idiot. If you refuse the kindness of your father, go to death." Typhus ran over, waving the sickle that was contaminated with countless plagues in the cauldron of Nurgle, as long as he drew a small Wounds, those blights could kill a mighty warrior instantly.

"I hope you have this strength." Loken waved his twin swords covered with deadly arcs to meet him.