Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 536 Be afraid, the insect swarm of His Majesty the Savior is covering the sky and the sun!

The hull of the Redemption Hive Carrier still bears some of the scars of war, and its color is slightly different from the surrounding chitinous carapace.

That was more than 30 years ago. The wounds left on his body by the supreme bloodthirsty demon Kabanha and the green-skinned Rogo space fortress have now healed.

This ancient and huge biological mothership is also completely under the control of the Savior, slowly seizing biomass to grow and develop.

yah~
The huge transport nest in the belly of the hive mothership cracked open, spitting out an octopus-like biological ship with a ferocious giant mouth, about one kilometer long, and a body length.

That is the larva of the tentacle-type devourer bio-ship.

The larvae of the biological ship slowly flew towards the capillary tower and connected to the delivery tube to grab nutrients.

If it grabs enough biomass nutrients, it will gradually grow into a behemoth several kilometers long, equivalent to an imperial cruiser.

The planet below the bio-ship larva was covered with a large amount of spore mist, and was covered by many tall capillary spires that protruded from the atmosphere.

But there is still a hint of green.

“Sir, the amount of biomass on this planet is greater than expected. After two Terran moons, the planet’s carrying capacity will reach the prescribed critical value.

By then, the alien hive mothership will be transferred to Planet No. 3 in this system, where the biomass is already abundant enough. "

Inside a small observation boat.

The head of management of Ranch Planet No. 1 in the Aidilar Galaxy reported to the head of the ranch department.

"The planet is well managed, and the amount of biomass is 20% higher than expected.

If you work hard and keep up this performance, I will consider applying for you to be one of the top ten employees in the department."

In the virtual image, the head of the ranch department flipped through the data and nodded with satisfaction:
“You may not know that this year, due to the coronation of His Majesty the Savior, the benefits of our department have been improved again. The benefits for the top ten employees include a week’s vacation at Reda Garden World.

This is a rare opportunity.”

The promise made by the department head cheered up the person in charge of Planet No. 1 and he was very surprised: "God, I will take good care of this planet and will never let you down!"

After he finished his work report, he came to the observation window and looked down at the ranch planet he was responsible for.

His eyes were full of anticipation.

He was already imagining himself taking his wife and children to the Reda Garden World, enjoying the golden islands and warm turquoise shallow sea.

This planet is one of the ranches managed by the Ranch Department under the Terran Biological Department under the Savior.

The Redemption Hive Mothership is so hungry and has a huge demand for biomass. It is extremely difficult to cultivate and ordinary planets cannot meet the demand at all.

And it will cause a huge waste of resources.

After research, the Tyrannosaurus Biological Department believes that Tyrannosaurus's method of consuming biomass is unscientific and unbearable.

It will bring a heavy burden to the relevant regions and is not in line with the sustainable development concept of His Majesty the Savior.

Therefore, they proposed a new, sustainable cultivation plan - the Tailun Ranch Plan.

The Tyranid Biological Department selected dozens of galaxies and nearly a thousand primitive or wild planets on the edge of the Taiping star field as feeding grounds for the redemption of the hive mothership.

They are raised in the form of grazing.

They have formed subordinate ranching departments in conjunction with relevant scientific research institutes to carry out corresponding development on those planets and sow plants and animals that specifically provide biomass for the Tyranids.

Several scientific research institutes have developed special algae, mosses, seaweeds, and land and aquatic organisms based on the agricultural technology of the Golden Age of Humanity at Green Wave Farm, the special growth genes of the greenskins, and the genetic templates of Tyrannosaurus.

These special animals and plants are almost inedible to humans, but they have the characteristics of adapting to the environment, growing and spreading rapidly, and absorbing sunlight more efficiently.

They could quickly colonize an entire planet on a catastrophic scale, providing vast quantities of biomass.

Once the biomass of these ranch planets reaches the standard, the Redemption Hive Mothership will receive the signal and come to feast and grab the delicious biomass.

Of course, the Redemption Hive Mothership will not over-grab. Once the critical value is reached, it will leave for the next location, leaving room for the ranch to recover.

As long as there are enough pasture planets and they are managed scientifically according to the laws of growth, it can eat non-stop along the established routes with the help of convenient network transportation.

There is no possibility of starvation.

This is the real sustainable cultivation and development. Once it reaches a certain scale, it will enable the Redemption Zerg Fleet to develop better and faster than other Tyranid fleets that have come to the galaxy.

And it will not cause much burden to the relevant areas.

His Majesty the Savior is very satisfied with the ranch plan of the Terran Biological Department. He has praised it many times and awarded it the title of Top Ten Departments and many benefits.

He believed that this was the true way of development of Tyranid life, and that the destructive devouring like before had no future.

Those Tyranid tentacle fleets that came to the Milky Way were like a group of beggars, starving for nine meals in three days and eating as much as they could wherever they could get their hands on.

Moreover, eating a meal will waste a lot of biomass and energy, and you might even get beaten.

It's a lot of effort.

After eating, it takes a long time to find a new feeding ground, and the voyage alone can take several years to decades.

They have to hibernate during the voyage to reduce energy consumption. How is this different from humans drinking cold water and lying on a board to save energy?

It's roughly equivalent to running ten kilometers and then becoming extremely hungry, so you eat all the food to replenish your energy, causing the planet to become a bare rock ball that is difficult to recover.

As a result, there is no food around them, and they have to expend energy running to find new food places, and they are always in a cycle of starving, eating a lot, and then starving again.

A lot of resources are wasted.

For example, the predecessor of the Redemption Hive Fleet - the Leviathan Hive Fleet.

Based on biological records inside the hive ship.

Since its birth, this fleet has been in a state of hunger and dormancy for at least 60% of the time, and has to run to find food as soon as it opens its eyes.

The time to eat a full meal is limited.

It had traveled a long way and had been hungry for a long time. It finally caught a chance to eat a big meal in the Hades Galaxy and the surrounding galaxies. But before it could grow, it was stopped by humans and Necrons.

During the large-scale war, the biomass that had been accumulated with great difficulty was consumed, and by the time they arrived at the Bal galaxy, they were already dizzy with hunger.

Eventually, it was taken down by the Savior's combined forces, and even the will of the hive perished, to be replaced by the Savior.

According to the Savior's prediction, even the Great Devourer will look similar.

Having just devoured a large galaxy on the outskirts of the Milky Way, it is once again caught up in the days of having no food to eat after this one.

There was no consideration at all of conquering large galaxies and enslaving them to obtain a steady supply of biomass.

Or perhaps it is the greed in their genes that prevents this idea from being possible.

Now he is so hungry that his eyes turn red, and he is heading towards the Milky Way.

As the savior of the future Zerg army and the hope to resist the Great Devourer Zerg, the Redemption Zerg Mothership's life can be described as carefree. Unlike the previous three days of hunger and nine meals, the life is now "chicken one meal and burger one meal".

The ranch planet's endless supply of biomass meant it never went hungry, and the hive mothership grew fatter and rounder.

Recover quickly from a serious injury.

Compared to other Tyranid hive fleets struggling to find food and waiting for the invading insects to mature and send out signals, this method of fixed-point feeding can be regarded as a luxurious enjoyment.

After imagining about the holiday life in the Garden World, the person in charge of Planet No. 1 quickly returned to work.

He sent the relevant data to the Redemption Hive Mothership, letting it know when to stop eating so as to control the swarm on the planet's surface.

Then evacuate at the specified time and head to the next planet.

After that, he would have to contact the seeding engineering fleet to comb the soil for the planet, re-seed the seeds, and restore the planet's ecology.

Soon, a data message was sent from the observation ship and transmitted to the Redemption Hive Mothership.

The Redemption Hive Mothership moved slightly and sent instructions to the Tyranid swarm on the surface of the planet through the hive psionic neural network.

One after another, groups of insects returned along the capillary spire.

Inside the dark red, slightly glowing cavity, the tentacles like water plants swayed gently with the airflow, and a large number of Tyranid insects were busy shuttling along their respective tracks.

It adds a touch of vitality to this chitinous world.

A steady stream of biomass is transported along the planet's surface to the hive mothership, and then through cyst tubes or worker insects to various biological pools.

In those huge chambers hundreds of meters high, one biomass pool after another is filled with high-quality biomass, providing abundant resources.

This is to cultivate new Tyranid bio-ships or combat units.

Some of these special chitin egg-like embryonic basic life units will be transported to the Redemption Satellite Area to be nourished by the Dark Eldar.

dong dong dong~
From the core chamber deep within the mothership, a strong heartbeat could be heard, along with extremely terrifying psychic fluctuations.

Countless biological pipelines connect a tall, hideous yet strangely beautiful alien insect body.

He has a body of five meters, his muscles have the luster of chitinous shells, and he has blade-like bony wings growing on his back.

It's chilling.

That was the Tyranid clone incarnation of the Savior, the master of the Redemption Hive Mothership - Bladewing.

Over the years, BladeWings has perfectly absorbed the legacy left by the Hive Mind and continues to grow and develop.

Not only does he possess a strong body, he also possesses terrifying Tyranid psychic powers, which can be said to be the maximum level of physical and psychic attacks.

Those wings covered with a special biological force field could easily cut through any armor and armored defenses, which was extremely terrifying.

Based on a test conducted over a decade ago, the Savior piloted the Blade Wing against a cruiser with a convoy of escorts.

He quickly used the "Shadow Veil" created by Tyranid psionic power to disrupt communications and block warp routes, breaking through the artillery defenses from space.

Then, it shredded the battleship's armor and broke into the interior, destroying the entire ship's engine with its unstoppable destructive power.

The sparks of the explosion turned it into scrap metal in space. The strength of this Tyranid incarnation is no less than any high-level existence in the galaxy, and it is also the trump card against aliens and ancient life.

In fact, the Savior has always hoped that the fighting power of his Tyranid incarnation could match that of the Emperor, or even that of the Emperor who came to the galaxy in some form of incarnation after being blackened.

Or it could be able to cope with the crisis of the Star God’s revival.

More importantly, he must be able to resist the psychic will of the Great Devourer and control the swarms under his command.

If this cannot be achieved, no matter how powerful the hive mothership the savior cultivates, or how large the swarm army is, it will be taken away by the ancient will.

To prepare for the Great Devourer.

The coming of that ancient cosmic tyrant, the Great Devourer, could be a galaxy-destroying disaster.

Preparations must be made early, otherwise human prosperity will be just a pipe dream.

It is difficult for humans to compete with the Tyranids in terms of numbers. An adult soldier may need twenty years of training and cultivation.

But the Hive only needs a bit of biomass to catalyze a batch of bugs that can easily tear through Carapace armor and then overwhelm an entire human force.

Under such circumstances, humans will inevitably not be able to fight a war of attrition with the Great Devourer, and must have a sufficient number of troops as a vanguard force to resist the enemy.

The Zerg is the best choice, creating time for humans to build positions and gather to form a steel torrent.

Therefore, both the physical strength and psychic power of the Tyranid incarnation and the Blade Wing must reach unimaginable levels.

Over the years, most of the high-quality biomass absorbed by the Redemption Hive Mothership has been transformed into special nutrients, continuously strengthening the body of the Tyranid incarnation.

There are also thousands of mutated brain worms that continuously output psychic energy, providing more psychic power for the Tyranid incarnation.

Now this Tyranid avatar possesses power far beyond that of the Primarch, but this is not enough.

Not as a last resort.

The Blade Wings will not be exposed to the entire galaxy, so as to avoid unnecessary attacks.

If the enemies of the Savior or even the Tyranids knew about this, they would definitely destroy it at all costs, or at least affect its development.

In fact, now except for the Great Sage of Biology Moss and a few technical priests whose memories have been deleted, basically no one knows about the depths of the Redemption Hive Mothership.

There are such terrible biological weapons brewing.

"Inefficiency, redundant thinking..."

A metallic scraping sound came from the oscillating membrane, and several nerve tentacles waved, making adjustments to the biological gene template:
"It is recommended to remove the thinking nerves and strengthen the acid glands."

It was a twisted organic body wrapped in a dark green carapace, with mucus refracting a faint light between the folds. Six pairs of appendages extended from both sides of the spine, with keratin blades at the ends like surgical forceps.

Abathur's deformed head, which occupied one-third of his torso, stared at the biological genetic template in front of him, and his compound eye array zoomed in and out layer by layer like a microscope lens.

It's working hard.

This Tyranid mutant is the manager of the Redemption Hive Mothership, the Swarm's genetic engineer, and is responsible for the evolution and upgrades of Tyranid units.

Of course, it also has a most important mission, which is to cultivate the master's Tyranid clone incarnation - Blade Wing.

Abathur is extremely loyal to his savior, his master.

That existence chose itself and allowed it to advance from a tiny worker insect to a new level of life, with more thinking abilities.

Better able to use your wisdom.

Over the years, this genetic engineer of the Zerg has been serving that being without a break, constantly absorbing new knowledge, and cultivating the master's body while transforming and cultivating the Zerg.

doubt?

Suddenly, Abathur stopped his physical movements and raised his head.

It became serious: "The Lord of the Swarm is contacting Abathur and must be served as a priority..."

Every plan of this swarm genetic engineer is arranged with an extremely rigorous attitude, and no time is wasted.

Even for a second.

But the Lord of the Swarm is an exception. After all, all its time and everything belong to that existence.

"Abathur, what is the situation with the Zerg? Can we wage a large-scale war?
Also, if the cultivation of my body is temporarily stopped, will it have any impact? I need him to control the Zerg to carry out a sector-level extermination war."

Ron's voice contacted the swarm genetic engineers through the hive mind network.

It is hoped that the Tyranid swarm army can wipe out the demons of pleasure hidden in the complex buildings and webways of Commorra.

Since his Tyranid incarnation, Blade Wing, was undergoing a very important training program, he didn't know whether this would have a significant impact.

If the cost is too high, I might have to give up the idea of ​​mobilizing the swarm on a large scale and look for new solutions.

If the Comoros network was not of vital importance and could not be lost, he would not even be willing to use this power for fear of affecting the cultivation plan.

This results in missing the opportunity to develop before the Great Devourer arrives.

"Master, I suggest you use bioinformatics to transmit data. The efficiency can be increased by 56.7 times. This way, Abathur can obtain more effective information for analysis."

Abathur reminded sternly.

This lord of the swarm always likes to communicate with himself in human form, but the information conveyed is too scarce.

That would waste a lot of time.

"Sorry, I'm used to it."

Ron felt a little embarrassed and apologized slightly, then gathered all the information about the Comoros Webway City in his mind into abstract biological information.

That was the ability he gained after controlling the swarm and communicating with it and issuing orders.

That is to say, you have learned the highest level of "insect language".

He then passed this information to his very attentive and efficient Terran subordinate through the hive mind network.

Saviors often label people in their hearts.

For example, the label given to Dante, the commander of the Blood Angels, is a lazy person who likes to lie down, the label given to Guilliman, the Ultimate Primarch, is an old man who likes to be late, and the label given to the Archsage of Black Mechanics is a black-hearted mechanic.

The label for the White Scars Primarch Khan is relatively simple - a speedster, while the label for the Emperor is an unstable, big-time war god.

Abathur's label is the savior's second-number worker, and the number one worker is Bayev.

"Command confirmed, Abathur is evaluating..."

After receiving the biometric data from his master, Abathur's two appendages closed at his chin.

It is thinking.

Soon, the manager of the Redemption Hive Mothership and the Zerg Genetic Engineer gave the answer:
"Master, the cultivation of your body can be suspended for a maximum of three months, and the loss will not exceed 3%. If it exceeds this time, the loss will increase exponentially.

Please note that you cannot leave the culture tank during this period.

The number of swarms currently available is sufficient to meet your war needs..."

"That's great!"

Ron was quite surprised when he heard the news.

There was no need for the Blade Wings to go into battle; it was enough to use the Zerg to carry out the extermination war.

He issued new instructions:

"Abathur, connect me to the external brain, I need to start a war immediately!"

The swarm is so huge that controlling it requires unimaginable mental strength, which is simply beyond Ron's control with his own thinking and brain.

Therefore, he chose an alternative solution, which was to use the brain worm array to enhance thinking ability and assist thinking.

yah~
After Ron's consciousness entered the Tyranid clone incarnation.

Several tentacles extended from the breeding pool and connected to the new chamber. Hundreds of brain worms screamed and arcs of psychic energy filled the air.

In an instant, he felt his mind expanding infinitely, connecting with countless Tyranid units along the hive mind network.

It was as if countless eyes, ears and senses of touch appeared out of thin air, and a huge flow of biological information was entering his thinking consciousness.

Allowing him to grasp everything within the coverage area of ​​the Redemption Hive Fleet.

"I am the Swarm..."

A faint purple light escaped from the cold eyes of Ron Taillon's cloned body.

At this moment, the great creator of the Redemption Hive, the Lord of the Swarm, can drive an endless army of swarms.

He gave the order for war.

in space.

The tens of kilometers long Void Behemoth and Redemption Hive Mothership began to move, cutting off the connection with the capillary tower.

Turn slowly.

hiss~
In the boundless space behind the Redemption Hive Mothership, tens of billions of sickle-shaped appendages are retracting synchronously, and living black nebulae are gathering in a wriggling state.

The living nebula obscured the light of the stars and the stars, leaving only a large area of ​​horrible shadows, and even the warp was affected.

Ron felt his own cruel and hungry swarm mind, and took control of the situation:

"Comoros is just an area the size of a few star sectors... Let the Zerg swarm overwhelm it!"

(End of this chapter)