Chapter 171： Vigilant Star for help (seeking subscription)

Chapter 171 Vigilant Star for help (seeking subscription)

Terra's oceans have long since disappeared.

In the early days of the Great Crusade, Terra's seas were drained dry by a defected warlord from the Altan Plains.

Of course, this warlord also paid with his life.

Valdor, the first commander of the Forbidden Army, personally executed the warlord, declaring to the world that every inch of Terra’s land and water is extremely precious, and anyone who tries to steal Terra’s soil and water will be executed.

Emperor once had the idea of ​​trying to restore Terra's oceans and reshape Terra's landscape.

Let Terra be that beautiful world again.

However, at that time, there were too many important things.

In addition to the Great Crusade, there is also the matter of the Webway project. The heavy work makes the emperor have no time to take care of this.

It can only be postponed to do other more important economic things.

I thought that everything would be settled, and wait until the human beings were unified and the empire was stabilized.

Then proceed to restore Terra's landscape.

It's a pity that Horus' rebellion ruined all plans.

When the rebellion was over, the Primarchs left, and the Emperor fell into a deep sleep again.

The successors of the Empire no longer mention the matter.

They don't care much about the existence of the ocean.

After all, the solar system is not just Terra.

If you want to see the sea, you can go to places like Io.

The sea there is even more spectacular.

Because of the terrifying tidal force of Jupiter, the ocean on Io can often set off huge waves of several kilometers. It is a popular tourist attraction for the wealthy class of the empire.

It would be a waste to waste the precious wealth of the Empire on such a project to restore Terra's oceans.

In this way, the sacred homeland of mankind has no ocean.

Reshaping the oceans is exciting for anyone, and it represents some new changes.

When this plan was announced, the people of Terra’s empire expressed their approval.

As the sacred home of mankind, it is indeed time to protect the environment of Terra.

A filthy holy home will disappoint the pilgrims who come from afar.

Penny used her power to endorse the plan, allowing it to quickly pass the review of various departments.

Guilliman is not in Terra, her power is the greatest.

This is one of the benefits of centralized dictatorship, without wasting a lot of time in meaningless quarrels.

Be able to quickly decide some important things.

Quinbys learned the news from the holographic screens all over the streets.

The world keeps getting better.

Humanity ushered in unprecedented changes.

Those dead hopes will also reappear.

What a beautiful thing this is.

There are voices praising Guilliman everywhere, and everyone says that he is the real savior of mankind.

At least in the area where Ziqumbis is located, everyone said so.

Whenever Guilliman, the Lord of Ultramar, is mentioned, the tone of people is always piety and awe.

They feared that their profane tone would drive away the divine savior, abandoning them who were desperately struggling to survive.

"He is a god, a true **** of mankind, who brings us hope like his father."

Those pastors who walk among the crowd always say such a sentence.

Even if Guilliman repeatedly mentioned that he is not a **** on important occasions several times.

But no one cares, people just regard him as a god.

If one person can command thousands of warships and sweep away all enemies.

It can save people from the abyss, and it can also easily expel demons and monsters.

Anyone will regard that person as a god.

Guilliman's denial will only make people more convinced of his divinity.

"Perhaps, I should also do something, and I must not let such a cancer tarnish the reform results of the Holy Primarch."

Standing in the shadows, Quimbis touched the dagger in his arms that was ground from scrap steel.

After many inquiries, he learned that the law enforcement officer who had humiliated him and injured the little girl, making her deaf, was a member of the Escher family.

This family is very old.

It is said that during the Beast War, Terra suffered heavy casualties, and the high lord council at that time deployed some people from other planets to fill the vacancies of Terra.

The Escher family was sent to Terra at that time.

This family has been serving the government of Terra for thousands of years before the great, holy Imperial Regent came to Terra.

They have passed down the position of law enforcement from generation to generation, and they think they are nobler than the lowly nesters.

This family is very special, they know themselves very well, never want to climb up, but think about how to consolidate their position in the lower hive capital.

Before understanding this family, one has to understand the once complicated power structure of the hive capital.

To protect humanity from the harsh environment of Terra.

Mechanic Priests use plastic steel, hardened steel and concrete to create artificial mountains that have continued to grow over tens of thousands of years.

It's like an enlarged version of a termite nest.

This is the origin and evolution history of the hive capital.

The population of the hive capital is very large, at least billions of people, and the interior of the hive capital is highly industrialized, with a complete industrial system.

A hive city is equivalent to the ancient industrial world being compressed into a city. One can imagine how terrifying the population density and industrial density are.

Some hives even span thousands of kilometers and house tens of billions of people.

So many people live in the hive capital, which naturally brings about a large number of problems.

The phenomenon of human beings scrambling for power and profit is extremely serious.

The hierarchical structure of the hive capital also fully demonstrates people's status and power.

The upper class is the nobles, followed by the workers, and the bottom class is the scum and scum, the **** of society.

Even with Terra under the watchful eye of the Holy Emperor, the condition was severe, and even more deformed and dark.

Terra's Underhives have become brutal places run entirely by gangs and lower families.

Only the most vicious and cunning people can live here.

The high-ranking lords of Terra are unwilling to waste time on these issues.

They use a very simple but effective method to control the lower hive.

That is to use gangs and scavenging families like those wild dogs, that is, families that pick up garbage and do all kinds of dirty things, just like low-level microorganisms in natural ecology that complexly process carrion.

These families are called scavenging families.

In addition to gangs and scavenger houses, the nobles of Terra also use the brutal justice system to control the lower hive.

For Xiachao Capital, unrest is violent suppression, and illegal gatherings are also violent suppression.

No matter what the problem is, everything is violent repression.

The nobles have only one request, and no acts of resistance to the rule are allowed.

No matter what the reason is, even if the aristocrats exploit people into bones, they are not allowed to resist. Resistance is a crime and it is suppression.

Such a simple, rude and cruel approach will naturally not get any good results.

A little chaos every three years, and a big chaos every five years are already the norm.

Frequent turmoil has also led to the rise of some cruel families, which have become the favorite tools of the nobles.

The Escher family is one of the typical examples.

They're law enforcement, and they're gangsters.

With the acquiescence of the Terra lords, they used their dual identities to complete their task of maintaining stability.

Violence and intimidation are the most common methods used by this family.

The lords only need the Escher family to maintain order in the area they rule, and it doesn't matter what means they use.

The death of a nester will not even enter the files of the Ministry of Justice, and will be ignored.

It was completely different back then than it is now.

At that time, the Nesters were not regarded as citizens of the empire at all, but just rioters wandering outside the social order.

Any resistance was declared by the nobles as a betrayal of the emperor, which led to the suppression and killing of the imperial troops.

The rulers of other planets also estimate that frequent turmoil will affect the foundation of their rule.

After all, recruiting soldiers must come from the bottom.

Excessive suppression will inevitably plunge the entire planet into turmoil.

The nobles of Ketera have no such worries at all.

They don't need to recruit soldiers from the bottom of Terra, and the excellent soldiers they need will be sent from all over the empire.

At the same time, they will also declare those imperial people who do not obey their rule as traitors and send them to the imperial punishment camp.

At that time, the darkness of Terra was unimaginable. The people in the bottom hive city did not enjoy the protection of any empire, but only assumed obligations and paid their own taxes.

Yes, those gangs and families also need to pay taxes.

Otherwise, the nobles will send troops to suppress them.

Gangs will search for wealth from other bottom-level residents, use it to pay taxes, and maintain their own enjoyment.

One can imagine how dark those days were.

People are carrying bureaucrats, nobles, and businessmen on their backs.

Now no matter how humble their origins are, they are still regarded as citizens of the empire and are protected by the laws of the empire.

Even a beggar's child is eligible for higher education.

This was unimaginable before.

People's gratitude to Guilliman is from the bottom of their hearts.

His arrival brought a lot of changes.

Of course, there are still some things that have not been done well.

Listed as the Escher family.

This family claimed to have cut themselves off from the past. They gave up their gang identity and assisted the empire to suppress those gangs.

Such a move earned them the trust of the empire.

They kept their jobs and even got promoted for their service in taking down gangs.

Sounds ridiculous, but that's how it works.

The Escher family betrayed the gangs that once trusted them, stepped on their bones to save themselves, and rose step by step.

Yet the family has not learned its lesson.

Instead, they see it as their opportunity.

The reforms of the empire will not last long.

One day, everything will be back to normal.

As long as the layout is made in advance, the Escher family will be even stronger by then.

To this end, they continued to use violence and intimidation to maintain order in the Empire.

And constantly trying to add his family to the law enforcement team in this area, wanting to completely control the law enforcement power in this area.

Cumbis was repeatedly humiliated.

Especially after the last incident, that is, when Cumbis strangled a gangster to death, the man wanted to take credit and was almost exposed.

The reason was that Cumbis wanted to tell the truth at the time, saying that he killed the gang member himself.

This practice angered the Escher family.

It is an honor to be able to see your credit, and I am still jerking.

The Escher family has paid so much for the stability of this area.

Don’t people nowadays know how to be grateful?

For this matter, the Escher family brought people to trouble Quinbys several times, and even threatened that the seventh floor was their territory, and wanted to kill Quinbys by the third watch, but he would not survive the fifth watch.

If it was purely about this matter, Cumbis might not have such a big hatred.

The reason is that the Escher family has become more and more excessive.

They even circled the park and charged openly. They also called it the regent of the great empire and collected money to reduce the financial burden of the Terra government.

Obeying and violating all kinds of orders, and trying to restore the old way of bullying men and women.

The existence of the Escher family has stained the achievements of the regent's reforms with a little stain.

This is an unbearable thing.

Originally everything was so beautiful, and everything was on the right path.

And these guys just want to destroy.

This incident made more people feel angry, and the hostility towards this family is also growing.

Reported several times.

Either being suppressed by the opponent, or being fooled.

In today's reform, there are many residual personnel.

They are afraid that if they liquidate the Escher family today, they should liquidate themselves tomorrow.

So, take care of each other.

The roots of these families run too deep.

It’s like barnyard grass in a rice field, mixed together, it’s impossible to tell the good from the bad.

In addition, the reform scope of the imperial regency is too large, and the manpower is really insufficient.

It's like a big net, the gap is too big, and it can only let the small fish escape.

After a few attempts, Quimbys became cruel.

He decided to adopt the simplest method and use his own method to clean up the cancer of the Escher family.

Someone has to do these things.

Cumbis cheered himself up in his heart.

Since strangling the gang member last time, Cumbis found that his heart was much stronger.

Before, he was terrified of those **** gangsters, and he was terrified of those law enforcement officers.

But after he killed someone, he found that there was nothing to be afraid of.

Everyone has only one life.

You are not afraid of him, but he is afraid of you.

It's that simple.

To deal with villains, one must be more shameless, more difficult, and more vicious than the villains.

Any resignation and swallowing will only fuel the other party's arrogance.

Expecting that those who have no morals and no conscience will change their minds and reform their past mistakes are all things that first-class stupid people will do.

Quinbys decided to make the opponent pay the price.

An eye for an eye, blood for blood.

Where the glory of the imperial regency does not shine.

Quinbys used his own power to shatter the darkness.

Let those **** bureaucrats die.

Cumbis gave himself an encouragement.

Not far away, it was the damned member of the Escher family who took credit for him.

At this time, the other party, as always, grabbed two passers-by for interrogation.

One of them was a girl.

Frightened by his tyrannical appearance, his face turned pale, and he was already crying badly.

But the other party didn't show any mercy, and his attitude was extremely bad.

The three sentences are inseparable from intimidation. If you want to make the other party look good, you will be arrested and jailed. Crying is obstructing official duties and hindering law enforcement.

Obviously, he got a promotion due to his achievements last time, and he became even more complacent.

Seeing Quimbis approaching, the man told the two nesters in front of him, who were so scared that they didn't know how to walk, to get out, and yelled in the direction of Quimbius.

He decided to give the opponent a lesson with empty hands.

I almost embarrassed myself in front of my boss last time.

Find someone to beat him several times, but he still dares to come in front of him without learning his lesson.

Don't give him some color, he doesn't know why the flowers are so red.

The noble Escher family can also be provoked by nesters!

This kind of lowly nester will not be able to drink 200,000 credits in three lifetimes, fresh tea from the agricultural world.

It is really reckless to dare to take credit for such a thing.

"Come here, I see that you are a suspicious guy. He is timid, like a rebel, and said, is he trying to sabotage." The man said.

Quinbys walked over calmly, no longer fearful as before.

This made the other party feel a little uncomfortable.

Everyone who sees him is obsequious, afraid of being made things difficult, but this guy is so confident.

Don't take the Escher family seriously! 1

If such an arrogant behavior is not severely punished, people will think that the Escher family can't hold a knife.

"What kind of eyes do you have, believe me or not." Before finishing speaking, Cumbis stabbed the other party with a dagger while the other party was not paying attention.

The other party looked in disbelief.

His eyes were full of surprise and disbelief.

The normally submissive guy, why is he so arrogant now that he dares to do this kind of thing to him.

The man's hand covers the wound, trying to compress the artery.

Kumbis made two more cuts, pushing him to the edge of the road.

The structure of the hive capital is complex, and there are huge elevated roads connecting different buildings.

At this time, it is still the reconstruction period, and the lighting and energy pipelines in many places have not yet been laid.

The light in many places below the seventh floor is not very good.

Push people down, I'm afraid no one will find out in seven or eight days.

"Go to hell, bastard." Cumbis took out the needle, injected a tube of liquid into the opponent's body, and then pushed the opponent.

During the fall, the man's body burst into flames in the air.

The liquid in the needle tube was obtained by Cumbis from some people with chemical background.

He is not the only enemy of the Escher family.

As for his request, someone will naturally satisfy it.

"The first one." Cumbis looked at the dagger in his hand, smiled, then turned and left.

He wants to kill every member of the Escher family to completely eradicate this cancer.

For the great cause of the Primarch, these bugs must die, and no one will be allowed to tarnish the brilliance of the Primarch.

Mars.

Underground Palace.

Guilliman and Dalia, as well as Kaul, Sicarius and other members of the Honor Guard left the silver cave.

Led by the guardian Dalia, they walked to a large experiment hall.

A roughly square room was carved out of the surrounding stone walls.

There are many sheepskin scrolls of different colors hanging on one wall, just like children's collages.

On the other side of the hall is a dark tunnel.

Exposed red iron massively supports the ceiling.

Cables like black snakes hang from the ceiling, and some of them are emitting electric sparks.

Beside the other wall is a huge metal platform, surrounded by many mechanical appliances, and the cables are wound on four cylinders.

The whole body of the cylinder is made of mysterious and unknowable metal, and the four cylinders just form a cube.

Each cylinder is etched with weird and complex electromagnetic patterns.

Energy acts along these lines, forming a space force field.

Imprisoned within the force field is an ever-changing metallic creation.

Obviously, the space force field belongs to the prison of this mysterious mechanical creation.

The structure of metal creations is very special.

is a large sphere made of interlocking gears.

Its design, movement and complexity far exceed the various devices built by the Mechanicum.

Even if you are imprisoned in the space force field, you can still hear the clicking sound when the sphere is running.

The impossible gears are rotating synchronously, and the harmonious sounds are stacked into wonderful music.

Judging from Kaul's professional perspective, this creation is completely unreasonable and impossible to operate.

Surprisingly, it remains in working order, perfect.

It is composed of various gears that rotate continuously, and its precision is beyond the reach of many sages of the Mechanic Order.

Baroque tools, fine interface columns and molecular collectors gently extend and contract in the maze-like structural gear structure, hissing like a snake's tongue, absorbing various elements in the air.

Guilliman's face changed slightly when he saw this thing. It seems that the dangerous thing like the Nether Dragon is not the only one imprisoned here.

"Hate intelligence?" Kaul said the name of this creation.

"Yes, the space force field imprisoned an intelligence that hates. It's a pity that the person who sent it didn't tell me the name of this intelligence that hates, but just asked me to keep it safe. He said that one day, these things will Complete their final mission." Dalia whispered.

"These are the things that destroyed mankind's first star empire, and they don't seem to be a threat?" Sicarius walked closer and observed.

That's it?

The handsome and handsome Second Company Commander Sicarius took care of it with one shot.

As for causing a major rebellion? ?

Is it because humans in the golden age are too stretched?

"What you see is only the appearance." Dalia picked up a discarded mechanical part from the side, and a golden light appeared on her body, which turned into an arm and sent it into the space force field that imprisoned the abominable intelligence. .

Countless gears attached to the metal parts as if melted, devouring them.

After a while, the dense multi-faceted gears and complicated working devices cracked a hole at the bottom.

A similarly small sphere of interlocking devices was born.

Dalia took it out.

The small sphere is also moving, its molecular collector and various tools extend into the air, and it is exploring the substances it needs.

After a while, it grew up slowly.

Becomes the same size as its parent body and prepares to reproduce itself again.

The golden light on Dalia's body decomposed it into the most basic particles.

Seeing this process, Sicarius was stunned.

Self-replication completed so quickly? ?

This kind of reproduction speed is much more terrifying than that of Zerg.

"This is just its insignificant function." Dalia said, "After a certain amount of self-replication, it can form all kinds of terrible weapons to destroy everything. Human beings have established the first star empire by virtue of them. The clan also had to admit how powerful humans were at that time."

"Such intelligence that hates intelligence is only a part of it, and it is not even the most terrifying. Those star devourers can swallow the entire star, convert its energy and mass into food, and continuously create their own people. Human beings can Winning a war is an incredible thing.”

Sicarius stopped talking.

If it is really what Dalia said, then the abomination of intelligence is indeed terrifying to the extreme.

Human beings were destroyed because of their achievements in the first star civilization, and also because of their loss of control.

Well, the handsome Second Company Commander still got it wrong.

The threat of this thing is quite big, no wonder the golden age of technology will decline.

"It's really a good thing." Guilliman said.

Such a thing can be called horror in any world.

Super self-replication ability, as well as the ability to assemble into various weapons, is simply a bug.

Drop an abominable intelligence, and after a while, the entire planet grows an abominable intelligence.

They ate up the metal of the entire planet, forming Transformers, artillery, and battleships.

Then they eat the stars, they eat the planets.

Thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle.

Isn’t this a mixed painting style of green skins and Zerg? ?

Human beings in the golden age are too frankly thoughtful.

is also too capable.

They can create something so incredible and extremely dangerous.

The Age of Empires can still become the strongest force in the galaxy by relying on the capital of the Golden Age.

The strength of the golden age can be seen.

No wonder the emperor never forgets the golden age, he keeps advocating rationality and science, and wants to build the empire into a second golden age empire.

From the person who hates intelligence, it can be seen that humans in the golden age are really outrageously strong.

Guilliman sized it up and felt that this thing could be used as a trump card.

If the Tyranids and Greenskins lose, release this thing.

See who eats faster.

Daria looked at Guilliman, "Now, can you tell me why you made an alliance with the Nether Dragon to make a deal? Didn't the Emperor tell you about its threat?"

"He warned me in memory, but compared to what the Nether Dragon can achieve, a little risk is worth it." After a moment of silence, Guilliman said firmly.

"What can it do?" Dalia said.

"Be able to fight against Chaos and Necrons, buy us enough time and space. The galaxy is full of enemies, the traitors from the Eye of Terror have rushed out, the empire is bleeding, half has lost contact, and half is in chaos. "

Guilliman walked back and forth a few steps, and spoke again.

"Before I came here, I fought against the blood god's servants in Terra. They can set foot on the land of Terra with simple rituals. As for other places, I dare not imagine that the situation must be worse. I dare not expect extravagantly You understand, but this matter is very important, and I will take full responsibility for it."

Daria looked at the noble face of the Primarch, and finally sighed.

"This is a dangerous path, and you will pay for it."

"Isn't this exactly my duty." Guilliman said, "To give everything for mankind."

"I hope you won't regret it." Dalia walked to a switch, reached out and grabbed the handle and pulled it down.

A rumbling mechanical sound sounded.

A wall moves left and right, revealing what is behind it.

An old wing-seat rail car from 10,000 years ago appeared in front of everyone.

The body of the car is depicted with mysterious and complex electromagnetic lines, and a faint halo is emitted with the influx of energy.

The front of the rail car doesn't know where it leads.

It can only be seen extending into the darkness, sinking into the weird space structure.

"You can take the rail car and go out directly. Of course, this thing can only take you near the entrance. It is not connected to the outside."

Sicarius stepped into the car to check.

Dalia looks fine.

But this is no reason to let your guard down.

If she puts two nuclear bombs on the car to kill the Primarch in order to keep the secret of Nether Dragon and Abominable Intelligence, the consequences will be disastrous

Cauer also walked over, and he used his detection equipment to help Sicarius check.

Guilliman looked at Dalia, "You can go out with us, the outside world has undergone many changes, once you get outside, you will understand many of my practices."

"No, I will continue to perform my duties. You can leave, and when you want to come in again, you can call my name directly. I will send a rail car to pick you up directly."

Daria shook her head, rejecting Guilliman's invitation.

"I guess I'll be back soon." Guilliman joked, "I need webway technology to carry out the first phase of the plan."

Dalia smiled and signaled without answering any more.

After confirming that there is no problem with the rail car.

Guilliman, Kaur, and Sicarius got on the rail car and left the depths of the underground palace.

When you come down again, it is time to officially start the Webway project.

Terra.

The Court of Silence.

Blava, who was ordered to replace the original Astro Torch director, got up from the bed in the dark chamber.

As the stronghold of astropaths, the Court of Silence has many luxurious residences.

Ko Brava avoided them all, choosing a simple room.

Indulging in enjoyment will make people lose their vigilance.

Like the former director of the Astronomical Torch, embark on the road of betrayal.

Restraining oneself is one of the manifestations of loyalty.

The astropaths responsible for guarding the Astronomical Torch are all blind, and their eyes are inevitably burned out under the light of the Emperor.

Fortunately, astropaths can still see the world from another perspective.

Some people can piece together a complete world from foreseeable events, and understand the surrounding environment by predicting the future.

Stronger beings are able to see scenes through the eyes of others, hear echoes of the past, and weave their own spirits into the web of the universe.

However, seeing the universe from that space comes at a price.

They will be tortured by countless visions throughout their lives.

Many astropaths would crumble before the most horrific truths in the universe.

Blava has learned not to use eyes to see things, but to use the light of human spirit to outline everything in the real universe.

The soul shone brightly in his eyes.

Each soul is a network of countless fine rays of light.

Changes with the ceaseless movement of the mind.

The souls of good people are white.

Battle-hungry souls lean toward red.

Dark yellow means moving forward with weight.

Blue means thirst for knowledge and truth.

Different thoughts have different lights.

Blava looked at the soul of the imperial regent, but he couldn't see clearly, so he was forced to look away.

The ray of light was so intense that just a glimpse of it caused him pain, and he felt like his soul was about to burn.

The light emitted by the soul of the Primarch is almost the same as that of the Astro Torch.

Any astropath who looked directly at him would pay dearly for nothing.

Xingyuting is also responsible for the work of Astronomical Torch.

Since being selected into the astronomical court, Brava has learned how to use the astronomical torch to transmit astronomical information and guide those ships to find the location of Terra.

Blava washed his face, and suddenly, he felt a little uneasy.

"Is there any astronomical message today?" Blava looked towards the door, and the familiar light of the soul appeared in his eyes. It was a loyal servant who had served him all his life.

"Not delivered yet." The old servant said respectfully.

"I am very disturbed. This is a sign that something is happening." Blava said anxiously.

"With the Holy Regent of the Empire, all problems will be resolved." The old servant said.

Hearing this, Brava felt a little sense of security in his heart.

Guilliman's presence is reassuring.

As an imperial regent, a savior who saves mankind, the thirteen originals are undoubtedly qualified.

He is strong, wise and compassionate, and almost all human virtues can be found in him.

Perfect example.

At this time, a hurried pace ran in from the outside.

The other party's voice was flustered and uneasy.

"My lord, a message from Vigilante has been encrypted to the scarlet level."

Blava had a serious expression on his face. He reached out to touch the person, but seeing the dream information carried by the other person, his body trembled involuntarily.

Astropaths are blind and unable to see.

Parchment and data pads are not very helpful to the dreams they want to record, and are generally only used to record the results of dream analysis.

And they need dreams to transmit various information, which requires a special medium to transmit the dream information received by different astronomers.

The messenger itself is a special medium.

They are trained from a young age for this special duty.

When Brava touched the other party, he learned the content of the dreams received by other astropaths.

His hands were shaking, and the dream revealed something terrible to him.

The earth is crumbling, the sky is burning, and the ancient Son of Betrayal returns.

They tried to cut off the empire's hold on the other half of the territory.

After destroying Cadia, the fortress planet, the Great Marauder has already set his sights on another planet, Vigilance.

His servants have delivered an ultimatum to the ruler of Vigilus.

Either surrender to the Lord of Plunder, or be completely destroyed.

The emperor's angels who received the information gathered at that place, ready to swear to the death to stop the attack of the great marauder.

But the situation is dire and they need help.

"Call all the high-level astropaths immediately, we need to work together to see clearly what happened to Vigilus!"

Many high-level psykers quickly responded to the command of the Master of the Star Language Court, and they came out of their secret rooms.

They gathered in a huge hall carved with arcane runes.

With the help of servants, these high-ranking astropaths lie one by one inside arcane technological devices that can connect their minds and souls to everything.

The skinny body is soaked in the nutrient solution, and the oxygen in the liquid automatically fills up the consumption of the blood, so that they don't need to breathe and will not feel suffocated.

Blava also lay down, he felt like he was lying in a coffin.

As energy poured into the electromagnetic circuit of the coffin, a faint light emerged, covering the entire device.

Blava entered the dreamland with the joint efforts of other astropaths.

His soul was thrust into the raging etheric torrent.

Other astropaths use their power to build barriers for him.

The ominous premonition seized him, making the void soul feel suffocated.

Desperation and loss appeared in Brava's heart.

He pushed through the layers of fog and got a glimpse of the Vigilante scene.

"For the Emperor." The battle cry echoed in his ears.

He saw the emperor's angels descending from the sky in anger, and the heavy drop pods smashed big holes in the ground.

They brandish their weapons and rush towards the massive foe.

Millions of soldiers are attacking the enemy.

Thousands of ships emerged from the rifts of the void and descended on Vigilus.

They are all traitors.

Bearing the hatred of the past, he is determined to overthrow the present with blood.

Countless demons followed the heretic Astartes onto the battlefield.

They tried to completely defeat the defense of the loyalists and lead the world to the abyss of destruction.

Brava moved on, wanting to know why.

Why did the Marauder choose Vigilus as his target?

There are battlefields everywhere and everything is in chaos.

When Brava's consciousness swept across the battlefield.

He found that the Dark Eldar, Orcs, and Necrons had all appeared.

The scale is huge, raging every battlefield.

It seems that there is an invisible hand that gathers them all to Vigilante.

The demons roared at Brava, aware of the presence of this uninvited guest.

Brava used his skills to evade their pursuit, looking for more clues.

It wasn't until he probed his soul into the warp that he discovered the clue.

The Great Rift tearing apart the galaxy has been stopped near Vigilus.

This means that there is a passage leading to the dark side of the empire.

The purpose of the Great Marauder is to cut off the last road and plunge the other side of the empire into darkness.

"You need to tell your master that the crisis has come. He has delayed too long about Terra."

A strange voice sounded in Brava's ears.

Aeldari.

Brava realized that the speaking voice belonged to that lost ancient race.

Those guys are more familiar with the subspace than humans, and they are all spirit walkers who are proficient in witchcraft.

"He has to solve this problem, otherwise there will only be half of the human empire left."

This time, Brava saw the speaker, a masked buffoon.

He wants to talk.

But a demon roared, and it found Brava again.

The opponent waved his blue wings, and the scepter in his hand intertwined complex runes.

Tzeentch Demon.

A monster born from arcane secrets.

Obviously, it is ready to catch this peeping soul.

Before everything gets out of hand, Harlequin pushes Brava out of the way, freeing him from the demons.

Then he turned into stardust and disappeared, and also fled the battlefield.

Brava felt like he was falling, falling, falling endlessly.

"Do not!"

He let out a piercing scream.

The psionic device crackled and danced with flames.

He stretched out his hands like a drowning man longing for redemption.

The servant helped him up.

"Quickly, go to the Lord Regent. Tell him that something happened to the Vigilante, which is our channel to the dark side of the empire. Once it falls, we will have no chance to save that lost territory."

I was a little slow. I thought I could finish writing at eleven o'clock, but I didn't expect it to be delayed until early morning.

I am very surprised why there are so few people in my group.

Now, I just found out that my management has set up a problem for the group, I'm fucked

(end of this chapter)