The giant corporations that started from Night City

Chapter 422: A paradise on earth! Abnormal Mandeville Point! Stand by!

However, judging from the strength currently demonstrated by the Universal Corporation, perhaps the Corporation really does have a few paradises that it can provide to the Necrons.

Although Trazyn did not completely believe Jack's words, it had to admit that the huge fleet before it was real.

This at least shows that the productivity of giant companies is extremely strong, and the explosion of productivity is inseparable from a stable production environment. Therefore, at least half of the information Jack said can be believed.

Thinking of this, Taraxin was already certain that the Universal Corporation had a stable rear base, and the scope of this rear base might really be as big as a universe!

"I admit that the terms of the deal you offer are interesting, but how can you prove it to me?" Trazyn asked.

There is no doubt that the Necrons are eager to find a new home.

In the Warhammer universe, even a civilized species as powerful as the Necrons is still like a fish struggling in the mud.

The world is rotten and there is no future.

The Necrons nowadays are nothing more than walking corpses who have lost their souls and are trying to live one day at a time.

The glory of their Necrontyr ancestors had long since vanished, leaving only these cold metal skeletons, waiting to be eroded by time.

"We can send someone to escort you to other universes to take a look. Then you will understand that everything I said is true."

Jack Wells invited that there was no better proof than for Trazyn to come here in person. Seeing is believing.

Trazyn nodded and immediately accepted Jack's invitation.

Its body is just a shell that can be replaced at any time. Once an accident occurs, Taraxin can immediately transmit consciousness back to its own nest through the power of the Star God fragments.

Even the four Chaos Gods of the Warp are helpless against its escape trick.

"Okay, thank you for your help!"

Trazyn couldn't wait to go to the legendary "paradise", but he couldn't even imagine what a perfect ideal country would look like.

"We will send a spaceship to escort you to another universe in one hour. To avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, please do not bring any dangerous items."

"Otherwise, we will immediately take strong measures to prevent any possible dangerous factors."

There was a strong threat in Jack's tone when he said the last sentence, but Trazyn was not angry at all. Instead, she became more curious about the next journey.

It seems that this group of humans has really found another paradise!
An hour passed quickly, and when Trazyn boarded the Enterprise's spaceship to the star gate, he finally saw the appearance of various warships up close.

With high hopes for a new universe, Trazyn and its spaceship passed through the star gate and completely disappeared from the Warhammer universe.

After sending Trazyn away, Jack continued to carry out his mission according to the established orders, further blocking the Prospero system and guarding against any suspicious persons entering or leaving.

A large number of warships are constantly passing through the star gate and arriving in the orbit of Prospero.

The number of warships quickly soared from 50,000 at the beginning to 200,000, and the number is still increasing.

Obviously, the existence of this huge fleet will definitely bring a small shock to the upcoming Imperial Navy.

……

At this moment, a standard Imperial legion fleet is traveling in the warp.

In order to guard against high-dimensional creatures in the subspace, each warship has activated the Geller force field device that can block demonic invasions.

In the subspace, time is a parameter without any meaning.

In the history of the empire, there was once a case where a fleet arrived at its destination before it set out!
This is even more creepy than arriving at the destination hundreds of years late.

Interstellar travel events like this are called subspace trekking.

In order to guide the normal passage of Imperial spacecraft, the Emperor established the Astronomican. The Imperial navigators can reach their destination safely and stably through the frequency of light flashing in the warp by the Astronomican.

Guilliman's voyage was relatively smooth and he did not encounter any troublesome Warp demons.

When they arrived near the Prospero system, the Ultramarines all breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that they did not get lost or encounter any trouble along the way.

"Lord, we have successfully arrived at the Prospero system and are currently searching for the Mandeville Point. Should we jump out immediately after finding it?"

The navigator asked Guilliman respectfully.

The so-called Mandeville point is actually the best position for warships to enter and exit the warp.

If the warship does not jump into the real universe through the Mandeville point, it is very likely that it will be disturbed by the gravitational force of nearby celestial bodies the moment it leaves the subspace, resulting in the destruction of the ship and the death of people on board.

"Well, jump out immediately."

Guilliman looked at the screen in front of the center console, thinking that the moment would come when the Primarchs would eventually come to fratricide.

In fact, the conflicts between the Primarchs have always been quite fierce. If it weren't for the Emperor suppressing them and the wars in various realms distracting the attention of the Primarchs, the conflicts would have been very intense.

I'm afraid civil unrest would have already broken out.

Unfortunately, the crime committed by Magnus is a hundred times more serious than the infighting. Colluding with the evil gods and demons of the Warp is an unforgivable capital crime.

Even if the Primarchs pleaded for mercy, Magnus could not escape severe punishment.

"Alas! After all, we are brothers. I really don't want to do this job."

Guilliman was somewhat dissatisfied with the orders given by the Emperor.

His work style is based on harmony. Anything can be discussed slowly and there is no need to start a war.

Those who died were our own people, and what was consumed was the empire's vital forces.

Guilliman hoped that regardless of whether the flesh and blood mutation was true, he should first try his best to help these warriors cure their hidden illnesses.

Even if it were necessary to kill every soldier of the Thousand Sons Legion, they could be gathered together for a crusade of atonement.

Let them die in the most dangerous and fiercest battlefield, so that at least they will die a worthy death, rather than dying so cowardly at the hands of their own people.

When receiving this order, Guilliman had several thoughts in mind, hoping to shirk and reject the Emperor's order.

But he changed his mind and thought, if Horus were to do this, it would be likely that none of the soldiers of the Thousand Sons Legion would survive!
Even Magnus could die at the hands of Horus.

He went there personally to carry out this mission, and in the worst case scenario, he could save the lives of a small number of senior generals of the Thousand Sons Legion and Magnus.

Guilliman's heart gradually calmed down, and he no longer thought about the inevitable.

"According to news from Terra, the fleet of the Universal Corporation has arrived. I wonder what kind of troops they will send to help us capture Magnus."

Guilliman's lieutenant, Marius Gage, said thoughtfully. He was also present when he visited the main universe city of the Universal Corporation last time. Gage must have been convinced by the Corporation's interstellar navigation technology.

But this joint operation is only to wipe out the Primarch warriors on a planet, and the giant company should not send many warships.

In Gage's expectation, it would be a great help if the giant company could send a hundred warships, and the rest of the things could be left to them.

Guilliman smiled calmly.

Since the Universal Corporation was able to arrive in Prospero in such a short time, it probably did not bring many warships.

Back then, he was shocked by the battleship array of the Universal Corporation in the Corporation's Ideal City. Now that he has come to the territory of the Human Empire, Guilliman naturally has to show off his own power.

Considering the seriousness of the matter, Guilliman and several other Primarchs basically brought their own large troops.

The combined warship forces of the four Primarchs have reached a size of two thousand ships!

This number was quite spectacular and shocking even in the most intense battlefield during the Great Crusade.

Just as Guilliman was daydreaming, eager to fight back against the Megacorp fleet, the navigator below suddenly said, "Report to the Lord, there is a situation—!"

"There are so many Mandeville points in the Prospero system that it's a bit abnormal. I've never seen such an abnormal picture."

Looking at the data and images on the screen that he could not understand at all, the navigator felt a little horrified. Could it be that they had encountered a trap set by Tzeentch?
The Mandeville Point is the place where the subspace is closest to the real world. Logically, there should be at most one Mandeville Point in each star system.

But at this moment, there are no less than 20 Mandeville points in the Prospero galaxy.

The navigator had worked for decades, and he would never have dreamed of such a bizarre scene.

"What the hell is going on? Is this the evil god of the subspace causing trouble?!"

Guilliman became nervous and asked hurriedly.

The navigator thought for a moment, and then gave his own guess: "At Mandeville Point, the creatures in the subspace can easily have a certain impact on the real world."

"Here, even the power of psychics will be greatly amplified."

"so……"

Hearing this, Guilliman understood what the navigator meant. He frowned and thought about how to escape.

He had no psychic talent and was unable to display his full strength in the battlefield of the subspace.

Faced with these more than 200,000 Mandeville points, the connection between the Prospero galaxy and the subspace was like a sieve, emitting a dizzying light.

The navigator's emotions gradually got out of control. Even though he tried his best to control his inner nervousness and fear, his body still couldn't stop shaking.

"This is most likely an ambush by the Warp Daemons, or a trap set by the Thousand Sons Legion."

"But no matter which result we get, I'm afraid that once we enter the real universe, we will suffer an unprecedented heavy blow!"

Guilliman's facial muscles began to tense.

This battlefield is a blessed land of the Warp demons, but the Ultramarines are worst at fighting psychics!
Oh no, this is directed at me!
"Immediately stop jumping out and wait where you are."

Without having time to think too much, Guilliman immediately gave the order.

"Yes!"

The navigator immediately passed on the headquarters' order and stopped the Legion fleet's jump-out procedure.

Guilliman has always cherished his subordinates. He would not do such a thing as going to a dangerous place even though he knows there is a tiger there. He also does not want to rely on the blood and sacrifice of the Ultramarines to gain temporary fame.

Since the situation ahead is not right, we might as well stay here and wait for Llane, Mortarion and their troops.

At that time, all the fleets will rush out together, and even if there is an ambush, they will be able to launch a counterattack with their numerical advantage.

"Order all departments not to act rashly. No one is allowed to easily jump out of the subspace before my order is issued!"

Guilliman emphasized again and again.

"Understood!" Gage and the navigator nodded in response.

Here, not long after Guilliman's order was passed down, an Ultramarines hurried over to report: "Lord, we have received a message from the Death Guard."

"Primarch Mortarion asks us why we don't go out. How should we answer?"

Hearing this, Guilliman was a little surprised. Mortarion asked what this meant. Did they leave the warp? This is not right!
"Send a communication request to Mortarion immediately. I want to talk to him."

As Guilliman's order was given, the communication device was quickly connected and the projection fell. A Primarch wearing dark green armor and surrounded by smoke stood in front of him.

He is none other than the Lord of Death, Mortarion!

When communicating with his brother Guilliman, Mortarion did not take the scythe he carried with him, which made the atmosphere of the conversation between the two sides slightly more relaxed.

"Why don't you go out? What are you doing in the Warp channel?" Mortarion questioned Guilliman right away. Obviously, he did not notice the abnormality at Mandeville Point.

Among the many Primarchs, the relationship between Mortarion and Magnus is generally recognized to be irreconcilable.

It was for this reason that, as soon as Mortarion received the Emperor's order, he rushed to the vicinity of the Prospero system with his Death Guard.

He doesn't care about any monsters or demons along the way, as long as he can play with burning glass on Magnus's home planet, anyone who wants to cause trouble for him can come!

From the other party's tone, Guilliman could sense Mortarion's irrepressible excitement. It seemed that he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

"The number of Mandeville points here is obviously wrong. I'm worried that there's a fraud, so I'm waiting for you, Ryan, and Ruth to arrive here."

Guilliman said matter-of-factly.

Mortarion was silent for a moment, and after waiting for the latest reply from the navigator, he spoke: "This is the Emperor's order. There is no time to lose. Regardless of whether there is an ambush or not, we must complete the mission as soon as possible."

As he said this, Mortarion took a deep breath of the smoke surrounding him. The ominous purple and green air mixed together and turned into a vortex that flowed into Mortarion's nostrils.

Guilliman frowned at this scene.

He knew that the poison gas that Mortarion inhaled was a high concentration of harmful gas from the planet Barbarus, which could kill ordinary humans instantly if they smelled it.

But in Mortarion's Death Guard, Barbarus gas has become one of the warriors' commonly used weapons.

Guilliman was not surprised why the other party would absorb such a life-threatening substance, but he did not understand why Mortarion used the Emperor's order to hint that he should leave the Warp as soon as possible.

Isn't it obvious that he wants me to go up and sacrifice my life so that the legion behind can continue on their journey?
(End of this chapter)