Emperor's Bane

Chapter 279 Psionic Codex DLC: Alien Experience
From the first battleship of the Dawnbreaker Legion rushing into the Eurydice galaxy, until the king of the psionic species of Osiris was crushed into crumbs in the desperate mourning, everything was just a [-]-year-old A short story spanning one TST.

Facing the two Primarchs and the thousand Astartes think tanks behind them, even this alien species that can influence hundreds of thousands of galaxies by itself cannot escape its destined judgment. The evil deeds that the King of Species and his people have inflicted on countless human civilizations in the past dozens of centuries have finally come back to them today, tearing their sad race to pieces.

The fall of the King of Psionic Seeds was like a boring drama without any waves, and it was surprisingly smooth: the joint elites of the two legions crushed all kinds of obstacles along the way, from the vast ocean of green skins and aliens On a bloody journey, the Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds and the Queen of Avalon stepped on this spooky scarlet carpet, announcing its crimes and the Emperor's punishment to the Alien King. .

When the Spider Queen stood in a dimension that no one else could see, boredly holding down the desperate soul of the Psionic King, tasting it bit by bit, the Primarch of the Ultramarines Legion held high Putting on his power fist, shouting the names of the Ultramarines and the human world who died in these despicable plots of the aliens, in a brutal, angry and costly charge, he pierced the gaseous body of the aliens with both fists, crushing Its heart, throat and all organs.

The king of Osiris was killed in that instant, and became one of the countless false monsters that fell at the feet of the real monster. Its thin figure of more than ten meters high shattered amidst the cheers of countless Ultramarines, just Like an ugly statue broken by violence, it will soon be forgotten by the world.

At least five hundred Ultramarines and Dawnbreaker's think tanks witnessed the disastrous end of the Alien Emperor. Their cheers and bloody shouts shook the hall hundreds of meters high, making the entire fortress world crumbling.

And amidst the cheers of victory, only a few of the calmest think tanks realized something was wrong: the death of the King of Psionic Seeds was too quiet, and its soul was not like other powerful beings. With his own death, he rolled up an unstoppable storm in the sea of ​​souls, affecting the entire star region and even wider regions.

Although it is true that some think tanks heard a heavy sound like a storm brewing at the moment when the king of psionic species died, this declaration of natural disaster was almost suppressed by a greater silence in the next moment, which was enough to cause disaster. The screams of hundreds of galaxies stopped abruptly for some unknown reason, just like endless storms being sucked into a bottomless cave, they disappeared without a trace.

Similar questions crossed the minds of the think tanks, until they saw the head of the Lord of Ultramar cut off the evil, until they heard that countless psionic species fell in succession due to the death of the king. When they were in their respective fortresses, the worries in their hearts dissipated, and they officially fell into fanatical cheers.

In this frenzy of victory, even the most loyal Dawnbreakers were unable to see in time, on the edge of the mouth of their genetic mother, a comfortable smile that symbolized a full stomach.

And with the humiliation and death of the king of psionic species, its race quickly succumbed to its sad fate. Most of the Osiris aliens lost their lives one after another within 1 minute of the king's fall. The identified subspace plague took their vitality, and those who escaped by chance are not destined to have a good end: with the greatest opponent falling at the feet of the Primarch, the Ultramarines finally completely vacated. Get out and start cleaning the entire battlefield carefully.

The cloud of defeat that had engulfed the No.13 Legion for more than half a century ended with their genetic father, Guilliman, raising the head of the culprit: what could inspire the Ultramarines more than this scene What about morale?
In front of the mighty army of Ultramar, whether it is the Osiris psychic species with only a few survivors, or the green skin empire with a huge scale, they are just a group of surviving people: The moment the king of species fell, the victory of the human empire had already announced the end of the melee in the Euridas galaxy, and the rest was just a few weeks of finishing work.

The tens of billions of greenskins gathered in the Eurydice galaxy will be wiped out, and the former Orc Empire will also disappear completely. Maybe this will cost the entire No.13 Legion hundreds of fighting brothers, but there is no way. People will care about the small sacrifices under this great victory.

And after beheading the King of Psionic Seeds and calming down again, the Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds did not spend more time on the celebrations. In the next few weeks, he commanded the army of Ultramarines , burning up every world where the green skins gathered, until the entire galaxy finally returned to the rare tranquility.

The Dawnbreaker Legion did not participate too much in these military operations. They had a tacit understanding with their genetic mother, and they were unwilling to disturb the comfort and protagonist status of the Ultramarians in this feast of revenge: just Just like Morgan willingly became Guilliman's support and background when he killed the Psionic King, the Dawnbreakers did not appear too many times in the Ultramarines' catharsis of victory, which instead allowed them to get the support from More favors from Five Hundred Worlds and the Ultramarines Legion.

While Guilliman and his heirs were slaughtering the galaxy, the warriors of Avalon went to the ruins of the abandoned battlefields. They obeyed the orders from the Primarch, He enthusiastically disassembled the legacy of the Osiris psionic species, and accidentally [lost] a lot.

It's not that the Ultramarines saw what they were doing, but the sons of Guilliman just glanced at each other and acquiesced to the hobbies of these extremely reliable cousins: anyway, in the Legion Regulations, they don't seem to be required to stop The rules of this scene.

And when Guilliman finally finished the finishing touches and commanded his heirs to throw all the Osiris-shaped hourglass warships into the stars for destruction, the Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds just glanced at the seized summary full of loopholes, and then He casually threw it aside, acquiescing to his blood relatives to take away a lot of souvenirs.

However, although Guilliman is willing to turn a blind eye to this matter, considering the collection and research of aliens, especially the legacy of psychic aliens, it is not too unsafe. After the briefest thought, the Lord of Ultramar decided to have a good talk with his blood relatives.

After all, a generally normal blood relative is a treasure worth cherishing for Guilliman. If possible, he still hopes that Morgan's generally normal can continue.

In Guilliman's mind: Even if Morgan may not be able to become a perfect brother like Sanguinius, she should at least avoid falling to the level of Leman Russ.

In the heart of the Lord of Ultramar, he slightly outlined Morgan and the wolf king of Fenris, and deduced a little bit of a brand new existence: just the fantasy of the answer, let the Lord Macragge fight a shudder.

He couldn't help quickening his pace.

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In view of the tacit cooperation and mutual assistance in the side-by-side combat in the Eurydice galaxy, in the two legions of the Dawnbreaker and the Ultramarines, which are actually the first cooperation, a fire that is enough to be called a fetter has been born. In front of this ray of flames, some misunderstandings caused by a certain Sleeping Beauty Primarch disappeared.

Thus the Lord of Ultramar was unhindered aboard Dawnbreaker's warship, and he was treated with the most respect a distinguished guest could receive, and even had a pleasant chat with the sons of Morgan who came to greet him.

Guilliman was told that the genetic mother of the Dawnbreaker hadn't moved much at all in the past few weeks. She stayed at the place where the king of the psionic species of Osiris fell, ordering her offspring to constantly collect The wreckage and battleships of the most powerful psionic species are constantly carrying out some kind of recording and research activities.

In the past few weeks when the Ultramarines Corps wiped out the Greenskins, the Spider Queen spent most of her time in her laboratory. If it wasn't for her, she would regularly appear in front of her children and give orders. Dawnbreakers I even started to worry about my mother.

Although Guilliman was curious as to why the Dawnbreakers were worried about the safety of their genetic mother when she was on the flagship, he did not ask this question in the end, and his instinct told him, Maybe it’s not always a good thing to dig deeper.

But deep down, the Lord of Ultramar quietly added a new note to his knowledge of the Astartes of the Dawnbreaker Legion.

Ok……

Fanatical guardian of the Mother of Genes.

The vast majority of them are.

Lord Macragge couldn't hold back his smile because of this comment, but fortunately, at this time, he had already arrived in the throne room of blood relatives, and saw Morgan, who was obviously a little depressed, standing there. The door of the throne room is welcoming the Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds.

"You seem a bit too focused on scientific research projects, Morgan."

After the Dawnbreakers retreated, the two Primarchs sat on the seats that had been prepared and exchanged simple greetings. Except for the two of them, Virgo and the pot of hot drink she was holding were present.

The Lord of Macragge casually glanced at the maid, and was secretly surprised by her immaturity. Guilliman's brain, comparable to the best multi-threaded processor, flashed through ten thousand in an instant. Thousands of questions and speculations.

Why had her blood relatives chosen such an immature mortal servant, and seemed to trust him?
But in the next moment, thousands of questions disappeared without a sound. Lord Macragge showed a bitter smile in his heart, mocking his own meddling: such a Primarch private He really didn't have the right to intervene in things.

And, indeed, it looked like a normal mortal girl: Morgan's behavior was nothing short of normal compared to what Jaghatai had done to his ship and Fulgrim had done to his brood.

So, Guilliman turned his head away, and he no longer paid attention to this little girl who always gave him a strange sense of danger. He classified this dangerous breath as the psionic energy wave on Morgan's body that was not perfectly controlled due to exhaustion.

This can't help but make the Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds have new worries about the physical health of his blood relatives. Facing his inquiry, the Spider Queen just tasted the hot drink in the cup calmly.

[Indeed, my blood relatives, I admit that I am rushing to make progress recently, and hope to be able to analyze all the doubts I have born about the Osiris psionic species in one go. 】

[In fact, I have already solved most of the questions I asked myself before the research work started. Ordinary Osiris psychic species actually don’t have much content worth digging further, but their psychic species The king is a mutant individual with great follow-up research value. 】

[For example, the subspace plague it uses to threaten and control its own race is a power worth pondering. I don't believe it is its original creation, and it is more likely that it got it from the sea of ​​souls. strength. 】

The Spider Queen dragged pale dark circles that symbolized fatigue, and poured out her academic discoveries to Guilliman with great interest. The words in the field of psionic energy popped up from time to time in her words made the Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds frown, but Although Guilliman couldn't understand some of the words, this [subspace plague] was enough to make him feel an instinctive unease.

"Are you going to study the so-called subspace plague, Morgan, I think..."

[Don't worry, Guilliman, I'm not that inflated yet. 】

The Spider Queen's smile revealed a hint of weakness, but it was still able to soothe the uneasiness in the Primarch's heart.

[I was just thinking, maybe I can find a way to prevent or contain it in the analysis and experiment of it, presumably you have also seen the power of that plague, a powerful psychic race is In front of it, it is not worth mentioning. In the face of such an existence, even if we don't want to grasp it, we must understand it. 】

[After all: who knows if it will make a comeback someday in the future? 】

"But... won't it bring risks? After all, since human beings have civilization, we have never really won a complete victory against the plague. Even in the current Macragge, a large-scale plague is enough A catastrophe to sound the alarm."

[Everything in life comes with greater or lesser risks, Robert, and there is one thing I am sure of, and can even declare to you here. 】

The Spider Queen blinked. She called out to her blood relatives and asked him to get closer so that her voice could be transmitted to Guilliman's ears as quickly as possible without causing unnecessary vibrations in the air.

[Listen, Robert. 】

[If we really want to do something, study something, or just want to understand something about those existences in the subspace: now may be the best time. 】

"..."

"What do you mean?"

The face of the Lord of Five Hundred Worlds was genuinely confused, but the Spider Queen's sly smile only made this confusion more obvious.

[Literally, Robert. 】

[The Great Expedition is a good time, a good opportunity that will never come again. As long as it is not over, when we explore the sea of ​​souls, we don't have to worry about being overwhelmed by the most obvious and bad waves. When the time comes out, it means that we still have at least a little bit of confidence to face them. 】

[Although this confidence may be only one or even a few tenths, in the years after the Great Crusade, it may be pure zero: by that time, it will be too late for us to do anything to the subspace. 】

[So, do you understand what I mean, Robert: I'm in a hurry, I'm trying to seize this may be the best research time in the next 1 years, and use absolute utilitarian research to meet my real needs . 】

After saying these words, the Spider Queen lazily lay back, leaned on the back of the specially softened chair and closed her eyes to recuperate: Among all the brothers I have met so far, Guilliman is the most sympathetic One of the few people she has a crush on, his character and ability are so outstanding that he even overshadows other blood brothers.

Faced with such a character, the Spider Queen was also a bit happy, and used a few sincere advice to draw the distance between her and Guilliman. This is not only a rare expression of true feelings, but also a rather superb method: Regarding the research and attitude of psychic energy, these words will not have any earth-shattering effect for him, but this behavior of sharing secrets and advice itself is enough to further draw their relationship closer, and even some smaller things can happen. change.

A slight shift from [Killiman] to [Robert].

And just as Morgan thought, as her words were carefully listened to by Lord Macragge, although Guilliman's face was still occupied by a large amount of confusion, he still nodded seriously, Express your affirmation and gratitude to Morgan.

"I will tell my think tanks, but I still hope that you and my respective legions can maintain a consistent and steady posture in terms of spiritual energy research: maybe we can conduct an exchange study between think tanks, so that our Let the heirs use their abilities."

【Why not? 】

Morgan nodded, and easily agreed. She was relatively optimistic about the approaching of Dawnbreaker and Ultramarine. After all, the Spider Queen still had a certain degree of confidence in her ability to defend herself: although she was not superb, But her heir wouldn't just run away with Guilliman.

Guilliman laughed, a sincere cooperation between legions always makes him feel sincere joy, so the lord of the five hundred worlds continued to chat with his blood relatives, and tasted the food served by Virgo. hot drink, and then remembered the topic that had ended abruptly.

"I still have a question that I want to ask you, Morgan, can you answer it?"

"I hope this problem will not cause you any trouble."

[Let's talk. 】

"Why... do you want to study these Osiris psionic species? And the research is so obsessed and focused, do they have more value worth digging?"

[I am not obsessed or focused because of the existence of these psionic aliens, Guilliman, frankly speaking, these psionic species are very simple research topics, and even allow me to complete it in one go, so I will work day and night. 】

"……why?"

[Because I'm lazy. 】

[As long as I complete this research topic once, I will never have to think about anything related to it, so I would rather endure the hard work for a while. 】

After finishing speaking, Morgan showed a sincere smile to his blood relatives: Although this smile is not enough to dispel Guilliman's suspicion of his words, after all, the root cause of his hard work is laziness...

Leaving aside the plausibility of the theory: are his blood relatives lazy?

He doesn't think so.

In the eyes of the Lord of Ultramar, Morgan's image is always associated with hard work, restraint, calmness and kindness. These are also the qualities Guilliman admires most: Although after witnessing some small tricks, Morgan The perfect image in his mind was somewhat dusty, but thinking about it from another perspective, such shortcomings made his blood relatives more real, and also allowed him to get closer to her with an ordinary person's mentality.

Thinking of this, the Lord of Macragge just raised the corners of his mouth, and did not continue to stalemate on this issue: on the premise that the core concept is not involved, Guilliman will naturally maintain this flexible wrist.

He jumped away from this topic and continued to chat with the Spider Queen on various issues, but despite this, the two blood brothers who had a warming relationship did not actually have any more common topics: especially in Keli After Mann carefully avoided most of the topics about territory governance and legion.

Despite his admiration for his Avalonian kin, perhaps it was for this reason that the Lord of Ultramar was careful to avoid the word of power, for he always considered the private contact of the two Legions: whether Any form of contact is inappropriate.

Although this contact was just a casual chat between the two Primarchs, it was enough to touch the sensitive nerves of the Macragge Consul as a feudal lord.

So, after all, when Morgan started to provoke the topic, the center of the chat naturally returned to the study of the Spider Queen: Considering that the two legions fought side by side before, this is indeed a very suitable one. topic.

[Actually, I will study these worthless alien offal for another more realistic reason, out of some kind of consideration and preparation for the future. 】

"Appreciate further details."

[Through records and research, I have classified in detail all the information and abilities of the Osiris psionic species, as well as their corresponding weaknesses and tactics: In this way, if there are remnants of Osiris aliens in the future, or if they are related to them If other psychic aliens that are not too different start to harm the empire, the imperial army that confronts them will also be able to find suitable materials and information in my records. 】

[Perhaps a sentence written by hand now can save thousands of soldiers and mortals in the future: After all, the acquisition of this information can only be obtained through continuous blood and sacrifice. Since we have already sacrificed for this, I don't think there should be a second time. 】

"indeed so."

The Lord of Ultramar listened to Morgan's words with unprecedented seriousness, and nodded sincerely, agreeing with the idea of ​​his Avalon blood relatives: Although in his heart and in the records of the Ultramarines, Osiris Psi-species will all be a [destroyed] past, as their entire race has been uprooted.

But despite this, Guilliman still quite agrees with Morgan's behavior. He didn't regard it as doubts about his victory, but immediately substituted Morgan's thinking, trying to understand the value of her words .

If a volume of text can save countless lives, even if it only has such a possibility, it should be properly recorded and preserved immediately. Guilliman even immediately decided to store every kind of alien data encountered in the future, It's in the Great Library of Ptolemy in Macragge.

And thinking of this, the Lord of Ultramar became a little more curious.

"How did you come up with that idea, my blood?"

[Because I am writing a book, a brand new book. 】

Guilliman's pupils lit up.

"Another book?"

"A new holy book?"

"This time, what is the scripture about? Maybe I can help."

[First of all, it will not be another new holy book, Robert. 】

Guilliman's pupils dimmed.

"Is it about psionics?"

[Yes, this is the second point I want to talk about: this book is essentially a supplement to the Psychic Code. It is some gaps and additional developments for the first book. A fairly solid foundation has been laid, and on this foundation, I can continue to explore a certain distance. 】

[To put it simply, if the Psionic Code is compared to the Introduction to Law, then the book I am writing now may be equivalent to a legal system under the Civil Code, and I will use more such supplementary explanations in the future to explain a little bit more. Completed some problems with the Psionic Codex. 】

(Plainly speaking: the game itself and its DLC, patches, free updates)
"It sounds very good. Sometimes a book really can't explain everything clearly, especially the huge concept of psionic energy, combined with the complex environment of the Milky Way and various legions, it really needs a lot of supplements and improvements."

"I think this means that you plan to regard the Code of Psionics as a great cause worthy of your energy, and you are ready to use it to benefit more subjects of the empire, right?"

[Almost, I do have some additional requirements and ideas for this book or this series, which include my attitude and thinking about psychics, which I have only recently realized. 】

Guilliman nodded. He looked at Morgan, who was still a little tired, and thought of their current topic again, so he couldn't help asking the question he thought of.

"Is there anything I can do to help you? Although this is a book about psionic energy, all aspects of it cannot be completely related to psionic energy: then I should be able to help you in some places, Morgan."

[There is indeed a little bit. 】

Morgan nodded, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, gratified that the long words and maneuvers had finally paid off: after all, the question she was going to ask next touched more or less the privacy of the Legion itself.

[For my project, I may need to write many books, Guilliman, but for now, I am only writing one of them, which is relatively simple, but the issues it involves are extremely complex. 】

"Would you mind telling me what it's about?"

[Of course I don't mind: this is a book about xenomorphs, specifically, about those psionic xenomorph races. Written in an instruction book, detailing their names and appearances, their abilities and weaknesses, their fighting styles, and our methods of defeating them. 】

[You know, Guilliman, but all psychic aliens more or less have methods beyond conventional cognition, so we can't be sure whether our extermination is complete: just like these Osiris psychic species , since they can travel through the dimensions of reality and subspace at will, who can guarantee that there are really no fish that slip through the net? 】

[Perhaps after a few generations, they will rebel again: it is not impossible, and at that time, if a book recording their various weaknesses really has a certain circulation in the empire, then Presumably, the loss can also be suppressed to a minimum. 】

[This is my current plan, Robert: In the last book, I told them the direction of the path of spiritual energy, what kind of range they should be active in, and how to become a powerful one. Safe enough and qualified psykers. 】

[And in this first additional book, I plan to tell them other news: For example, what kind of opponents they will meet in the galaxy with the same ability, and how should they recognize them, defend against them, and how to overcome them. 】

[As for this book, I am temporarily planning to call it: A Record of Psionic Abnormalities. 】

"Very nice name."

[Yes, but I do need some help from you, some help that may offend you: Robert, my brother, I can get from you the psionic aliens that the Ultramarines have faced in the past and in the future materials and war records? 】

[I know, this is a relatively private thing, if you disagree...]

"No! Morgan!"

Before he finished speaking, Guilliman shook his head quite seriously, interrupting Morgan's protracted prayer. His pupils were emitting flames because of the Spider Queen's ambition, which was a golden flame that symbolized pure goodness. .

He opened his mouth.

"You can send several of your descendants to Ultramar, my blood relatives, all the battle history of the Ultramarine Legion will be opened for this great dream, and you can know everything we encountered in the galaxy."

[Your generosity astounds me, dear Robert]

"After all, I trust you, Morgan, and I trust your nobility and compassion."

Morgan laughed.

【Since when? 】

Guilliman laughed too.

"Actually, I don't know either: Maybe, from this moment?"

(End of this chapter)