Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

The Black Templar-the generalissimo's question made everyone turn their attention to the mechanical sage-Regula.

If the emperor can really communicate with the world, it will definitely be a sensation in the entire empire.

It will even cause a shocking upheaval in the entire empire.

Cause a storm in the political field.

The elders and nobles of Terra are afraid that they will tremble because of this.

During the ten thousand years the Emperor slept.

What their family did would be light on the stake.

Especially the state religion.

The black spots of apostasy and bloody rule cannot be washed away.

For the current higher echelons of the Empire, the Emperor's awakening will do more harm than good.

For ordinary people, it is good.

Humanity will regain the guidance of the Emperor, and will not struggle in the dark.

Things went from bad to worse for the Imperium of Man after the Great Rift appeared.

There are a large number of distress messages floating in the subspace at all times.

Aliens, Mutants, Chaos.

Many worlds are suffering from these cancers.

The mechanical face of the mechanical sage Regula showed a hint of humanity.

The sound of mechanical gears turning came from the neck.

He shook his head a few times.

"We can't do what you said. The power of the emperor is too strong. We can't guide the will of the emperor to talk to us."

"Why not? You can all leverage his power, and guiding his will shouldn't be a problem." Amariqi asked persistently.

The Emperor's awakening is nothing more than a disaster for the current imperial bureaucracy.

For humans and various battle groups, the benefits of the Emperor's awakening are really too many.

He fought in many battles before coming to Ultramar to find the Primarch.

The power of chaos is getting stronger and stronger.

The Dark Angel's megalithic base was attacked by the Almighty's minions, causing heavy casualties.

The home planet of the Space Wolves was destroyed by Magnus, the civilian population was nearly wiped out, and the monastery was in ruins.

On the planets near the Great Rift, there are more and more supernatural events caused by chaos.

People worry every day that their souls will be completely swallowed by chaos.

Clovis is not saying that Guilliman cannot lead humanity.

It's that the enemy is too strong, and human beings face too many threats.

No matter how powerful the original body is, there is only one person.

If the emperor can return, the power of the human side will also be greatly enhanced.

The pressure of the original body will not be so great.

"Being able to use his power does not mean being able to withstand his will." Regula clicked on the holographic projection, showing various monitoring data when the emperor's projection descended.

Each item of those data far exceeded the normal value, and many items of data were displayed in red fonts representing danger.

"These are just the detected data, and there are some unquantifiable data. The appearance of that trace of the emperor's power has overwhelmed the space structure, and people's souls have shown signs of purification."

"If the emperor's will is allowed to come down, everyone on the entire planet will be instantly vaporized because of the emperor's powerful power."

The mechanical sage-Regula's words disappointed everyone who was expecting it.

I thought it would be possible for the Emperor to lead the world again.

Unexpectedly, but still can't do it.

Their mood is like a thirsty and tired traveler lost in the desert, who found an oasis, but found that the oasis was a mirage.

How bad and lost that mood is.

"Okay, now this planet has lost the value of being on duty. The traitors in the subspace are extremely cunning. They will never step into the same trap twice. It's time to perform a new duty."

Ventris stood up and turned off the holographic projections with a wave.

Now that the questions have been answered, it's time to make arrangements for the next step.

The Pharos planet no longer needs such a huge force to protect it.

Warp daemons are not foolish enough to step into the same trap again.

"The lighthouse can summon the power of the emperor. It is an artifact. Why do you say it has no value for guarding?"

Judge Li Ji looked at Ventris, her tone full of confusion.

Even if they can no longer deceive the subspace demons, it is a good thing to keep the lighthouse here.

In the future, if the Pharos star field encounters chaos invasion, this lighthouse can also be used to expel the enemy.

"The lighthouse has been overloaded, most of its components have been scrapped, and it has lost its function of maintaining a stable entrance to the warp."

Celestine, who had been silent for a while, spoke.

"We can continue to repair," Amariki said. "Being able to draw on the power of the Emperor will give us a huge advantage and be effective against the enemies of Chaos."

"This is alien technology." Ventris said, "It's too dangerous. This lighthouse can not only be used to amplify the Emperor's power, but also can be used by other evil forces. Lord Guilliman has long left After the order is issued, if it is triggered, it is not recommended to continue to keep this lighthouse, but to completely destroy it."

Hearing that it was Guilliman's intention, everyone who originally wanted to fight for the lighthouse to stay could only agree.

If it was in the past, they might still object.

But after the battle just now, they really couldn't object.

Master Guilliman took precautions, planned strategies, and easily played and severely damaged the traitor Primarch.

This made them adore and trust him.

The primarch must have had a deep meaning in doing so.

Just like concealing their various arrangements on the Pharos planet, the final result will surprise them.

"The mission here is over. After the lighthouse is completely disassembled and it is determined that it cannot be restored, you will continue to join the expedition." Ventris said, "Bring the reform and will of the Primarch to the entire galaxy."

There was no objection from the crowd, and their trust in Guilliman rose in a straight line after this battle alone.

Step by step, step by step, step by step, pulling the other party directly into his own trap.

The most important thing is that the opponent is not here yet, all relying on what he left behind.

This ability to control the overall situation is really terrifying.

All of them combined may not be half as good as Lord Guilliman.

"Are we going to give up the lighthouse like this? How to solve the navigation problem in the dark domain of the empire, and also lose a sharp weapon against chaos."

Clovis' tone was a little lost.

Human beings have always been at a disadvantage in the face of chaos.

The only way is to take human life to fill, and then expel the demons.

The same is true for the gray knights. When fighting against demons, they are better than other troops, but the casualties they pay each time they fight against demons are also not small.

Now, the lighthouse offers them another path.

Summon the power of the Emperor to kill demons with one blow.

It doesn't need to be as complicated as before, let alone take such big risks.

But now, the lighthouse is about to be demolished.

"Everything is arranged. The Primarch has already made long-term preparations. You only need to execute his orders. When the time comes, all problems will be solved."

Ventris was full of confidence, and he didn't know much about Guilliman's overall plan.

But he had faith in the Primarch.

"I hope so," Clovis said.

"Then, let's discuss the relevant expedition matters and the allocation of work such as dismantling and destruction, and finish the matter here as soon as possible, and then join the Great Expedition again," Ventris said.

Everyone nodded and discussed the related work of dismantling the lighthouse.

The dismantling is thorough, and all parts are taken apart to ensure that it cannot be restored.

Many heroes of the empire felt sorry, but out of trust in Guilliman, they still dismantled it.

Many people do not understand such behavior.

Nor did Guilliman ever explain why he did so.

In the eyes of those who don't know the inside story, the lighthouse is indeed a sharp weapon against chaos and navigating imperial ships in warp space.

But the problem is that the lighthouse is the creation of the star god.

They are not so kind to build lighthouses for humans.

Star Gods are very special life forms.

According to the spirit race, the star god is a god in reality, which is different from the god of the subspace.

The connection between the star gods and reality is very close, once the warp invades reality, they will also perish.

In response to the invasion of the subspace, the Citadel formulated a huge plan and handed it over to the Necrons to execute.

That is the Exorcism Death Zone.

By arranging black stone obelisks all over the galaxy, a large-scale exorcism dead zone that is large enough to cover the entire galaxy is constructed.

This exorcism dead zone is similar to the nun of silence's soulless trait.

Anyone who is in it and has a soul will gradually become weak, just like a flower that cannot be nourished by water and slowly withers.

The souls of creatures are like flowers, and the warp is water.

Too much water and it will be soaked.

The death area of ​​exorcism is the desert, and the flowers will die of thirst.

Once the exorcism of the dead zone is activated, no race can be spared except the space undead.

Star God originally wanted to use this method to completely kill the creatures of the galaxy, so that the subspace could not be nourished and starved to death.

The Pharos Lighthouse is the switch to exorcise the dead zone.

There is not only one such lighthouse.

Lighthouses are scattered throughout the galaxy, forming a huge navigation network.

It's just that the other lighthouses are guarded by the Necrons.

Although they betrayed the Star God, they still enjoyed using what the Star God left behind.

The Necrons also have plans to activate the Exorcism Dead Zone, but the time has not yet come.

Data related to the lighthouse has been transmitted to Macragge.

After research, it will be absorbed into the empire's technology system.

There is absolutely no need to leave behind the lighthouse made by the star god.

Doing so will not benefit much, and will leave hidden dangers.

At that time, when the exorcism of the dead zone is launched, it will be a terrible disaster for human beings.

Destroying the alien lighthouses and establishing a human lighthouse system is the best strategy.

The edge of the Charlaton star area.

Ramiris galaxy.

This galaxy is a little lonely.

A brown dwarf glowing red is suspended in the void.

The brown dwarf is much smaller and slightly dimmer than its siblings.

The Ramiris galaxy has only one terrestrial planet, Ramiris 1.

This planet doesn't even have a single natural satellite, and it orbits the star alone in a circular motion, just like a father and a widow living together in a corner of the Milky Way.

Today, this cold and silent galaxy ushered in a rare bustle.

It is here that the fleets of the Empire and the Orcs will fight.

The Ramiris system is on a stable warp lane.

It is close to the Gorod galaxy controlled by the orc warlords, and it can be regarded as the hinterland of the orcs.

From the Gorod galaxy, there is only one Terra week's subspace journey.

This galaxy has a certain strategic location.

If you want to attack the Gorod galaxy, you must first capture this galaxy.

Take control of this subspace channel.

Only in this way can it be guaranteed that the large army of the empire will not be stabbed in the back by orcs suddenly.

After strategic planning and dispatch, the Argent Skulls and their auxiliary fleet were tasked with taking the system.

Void battles unfold at the edge of the galaxy.

The three naval fleets responsible for assisting the silver skull were divided into four battle groups, forming a tower-like formation.

As a mobile support unit, the strategic ship Silver Arrow is independent of the four battle groups.

Battleship Silver Arrow control room.

The senior navy general, the supreme commander of the naval fleet that assists the Silver Skulls, Iser sat on his command seat.

A large number of neural connection cables have been connected to her cerebral cortex.

A large amount of data information is read by her brain through those neural cables.

More than a dozen naval commanders were sitting in their positions. They surrounded Iser, and they also used nerve cables to connect to the console, receiving data updates at any time.

They each monitored every aspect of the battlefield and assisted Iser in making various tactical adjustments.

Make sure her tactics work out.

Esther, who was sitting on the command seat, stared at the scrolling data in the holographic projection.

All warships pass data here.

The control room is the brain of the entire fleet, responsible for overall strategic arrangements.

She looked down at the holographic projection, her vision was like that of a god, gazing at a kingdom made of data and shining images.

The empire's fleet is marked with green runes, and each rune represents a warship.

Orc ships are marked with red runes.

Most of them are composed of various abandoned warships and looted civilian ships.

There are far more of them than empires.

On the tactical projection screen, a large dense area is full of red dots.

It can be seen at a glance that the strength of the two parties is seriously unequal.

"Rescan and update the enemy fleet data." Iser gave an order.

The machine slaves lined up behind the command seat trembled slightly.

The blinking lights indicated that the dead brains of the machine slaves were calculating and analyzing Esther's orders.

Accompanied by the machine slave's twitching.

The projection in front of Esther flickered for a moment.

The number of warships and movement range of the enemy fleet has been completely changed.

Every few minutes, Esther would issue such an order to ensure that he could control the position of the enemy's ships at any time.

The number of enemy ships is much greater than the number of imperial ships.

Dense red dots almost covered the entire holographic projection interface.

Esther had to tread carefully.

Generally speaking, the orc warships are not as strong as the imperial warships, and their parameters are slightly worse than the imperial ones.

But no matter how bad the performance is, it won't be able to withstand the opponent's quantity.

"We need the support of an army," thought Esther.

The Primarch promised aid when the battle began.

But so far there is still no trace of any fleet.

This made Esther feel a little uneasy.

With the only troops at present, the odds of winning against a large number of orc ships are very low.

One inadvertent will lead to complete defeat and heavy casualties.

"Is there any new astronomical information?" Iser opened the communication channel of the psionic communication director, with anticipation in his tone.

It stands to reason that what the Primarch promised would definitely not break his promise.

But where is the support she needs?

"There is no fluctuation in the supreme sky, and we have not received any information."

The voice of the traffic supervisor sounded on the communication channel.

A trace of disappointment surged in Iser's heart.

Did the Primarch use lies to deceive the army to die like those corrupt bureaucrats! !

Esther couldn't accept that.

She did not believe such a thing could happen.

Primarch support must be on the way.

Suppressing the irreverent thoughts in his heart, Esther devoted his mind to the battlefield, searching for the weak point of the orc fleet.

According to the primarch's plan, she needs to launch an offensive against the orcs today.

But so far, there is no support.

This made her a little apprehensive, whether to launch an attack.

Before she could make a decision, new incidents occurred on the ever-changing battlefield.

"Detecting that the orc fleet is approaching us, they can't hold on any longer. They are expected to enter the range of the light spear within twenty-five minutes."

The director of field intelligence, sitting behind a row of machines, yelled.

"Synchronize now," Esther said.

"Data is coming in," said the intelligence director.

The constant hum of equipment dispelled the silence in the control room.

The holographic image in front of Esther first became blurred, then flickered and then gradually focused.

Esther blinked involuntarily as she looked at the scene in front of her.

The edge of the rotating image is dotted with patches of scarlet, and the orc fleet is approaching.

The strengthened brain quickly parsed those marked runes and abstract data.

She absorbs the latest battlefield data to build her comprehensive understanding of the battlefield.

The tactical logic regulator built into the back of the neck also shunted her thinking and helped her digest the information.

It is difficult for a mortal mind to support the huge amount of calculations required for a void battle.

The cooperation of ships, the speed of the opponent's torpedoes, the maneuvering speed of one's own ships, and the distribution of space mines, etc.

The flow of information and data generated by the battlefield is enough to burn the heads of mortals.

For this reason, naval generals need some specific auxiliary machinery to help divert thinking and control the variables on the battlefield.

"Expand the scope of observation." Esther said, "Show me the whole picture of the battlefield."

The mechanical buzz that had just been silent sounded again, and the field of view of the holographic projection was raised.

The Ramiris galaxy was shrunk to the size of a basketball.

At such scales, images lose battlefield detail.

The fleet has all become points of light.

Points of light condense all their information.

Esther didn't care about that.

For an admiral.

The most important thing is to control the overall picture of the battlefield, not to pay attention to the details of the battlefield.

Her assistants would go and fix the problem.

"Be prepared to meet the enemy." Iser said, "Use the No. 3 combat plan - kite tactics, to lengthen their team. Also, the distance between the ships should not be too close to prevent those orcs from jumping gangs. We must use the forces in our hands as much as possible to inflict the greatest casualties on them."

Yiser has too few troops, if he confronts him head-on, he will soon be defeated.

She decided to take full advantage of the mobility of the Imperial fleet.

Roam combat.

When the enemy retreats, we advance, and when the enemy advances, we retreat.

"Operation plan No. 3, mobile roaming operations." The general manager repeated it to every numbered communication window opposite him.

The crews of the warships got busy.

The technicians responsible for the maintenance of the force field calibrated the energy matrix of the stabilized hull again, adjusting the parameters for the upcoming battle.

The technology priest in the engine room passed the time calibration, as well as the output standards and data of the reactor to his colleagues in the engine hall deep in the ship.

The captains began to maneuver according to the commander's order, speeding up or slowing down, in order to lure the orc fleet to disperse.

Fighting quickly broke out.

Thousands of battleships are fighting on the huge void battlefield, chasing and hunting each other.

The diameter of the battlefield expanded by millions of kilometers in no time.

In the control room, the Thinker Array made a rapid beeping sound.

The indicator light flashes at high speed.

The mechanical priest chanted prayers, praying that the machine soul would not go on strike.

The data on the battlefield soared, and Esther considered the value of each warship to ensure that they could gain enough benefits for the emperor before they were destroyed, laying the foundation for victory.

The battlefield is so cruel.

The sacrifice of the Warriors has become a string of data.

The only meaning is to let the balance of victory fall on your side as much as possible.

Esther tried her best to control the battlefield and exchange the least casualties for the greatest benefit.

But the balance of troops was too great, and this battle was very difficult.

As a battleship, the Silver Arrow was also regarded as the main target of attack by the orcs.

From time to time, it will be hit by concentrated fire, and there will be waves of violent shaking.

The alarm sounded continuously in the ship.

The system at all levels beeps loudly.

The crew shouted and hurried to their posts.

Battles in the void generally last for a long time.

Unless the defender's forces are too weak and destroyed by the attacker.

The imperial fleet led by Iser is weaker than the orc fleet.

But they are the attackers, and they don't need to bear the enemy's attack in order to protect the strategic target.

Fight if you can, and run if you can't.

The battle in the void lasted all day.

The battlefield is enlarged to a diameter of hundreds of millions of kilometers.

The imperial warships used their greater mobility than the orcs to run away after firing a few shots, and fired a few more shots when they pulled far enough.

The orc was so angry that he yelled and kept chasing and beating them, trying to kill these damned shrimps, but he still couldn't catch up.

Casualties on both sides were not serious.

The Empire is powerless against a massive orc fleet.

The orc fleet also has more than enough heart for the imperial fleet running around, but not enough power.

It's like this for a day.

Both sides are arguably fruitless.

Iser looked at the tactical projection in front of him, and the fleets of the empire and the orcs were already scattered, turning into a mess.

If there is an army going straight to planet Ramiris 1, the orcs will collapse immediately.

The only pity is that I don't have one.

A trace of bitterness emerged in Iser's heart, he clearly saw that the opportunity for victory was in front of him, but he couldn't grasp it.

It's like seeing the enemy stretching his neck in front of him and letting him cut it, but he doesn't even have a knife.

"My lord, I found fluctuations in the subspace." The communications director looked at the shimmering tactical panel, and the subspace data captured by the auspicious instrument changed from stable to violent fluctuations.

Hearing this, Esther immediately showed joy.

At this time, a deep and powerful voice resounded through the control room.

The voice is full of faith and power, giving people hope and faith like the light bursting out in the dark night.

"I hope I am not late, my colleagues."

At this time, a fierce battle broke out in the void.

The spilled energy interfered with communications between the ships.

And the voice was so clear indeed, as if the speaker stood between them.

Everyone in the control room was ecstatic when they heard the voice.

Esther was even more ecstatic. She had sent a communication to the main fleet, hoping to get support so that she could seize the Ramiris galaxy by herself.

Never thought that there would be such an honor to be able to fight side by side with that adult.

Accompanied by a series of rapid reminders from the bird divination instruments.

The cold and dark void seemed to have been cut open.

Amber light gushes out from the crack, as bright as thousands of suns, impacting people's senses.

The giant battleship that cut through the barriers between reality and illusion poked its head out along the passage it created.

Seeing that warship appear in the real universe, everyone in the control room cheered.

Victory is already preordained.

Humanity will take over the Ramiris galaxy.

There are two more, a little later