Warhammer: Emperor's Ravenbringer

Chapter 114: First Encounter with Ran Dan Alien
"Big guy, your plan is not brilliant at all. I don't recommend you do that."

Just after returning from caring about the Smurfs' physical and mental health, I learned that the big guy used his Ogryn brain to come up with a "brilliant" plan for the Golden Throne.

A hundred thousand alpacas were galloping through Raven's heart.

You big, shifty fellow, you are obsessed with the Golden Throne, right?

"The magic web, the time anchor point, and the star torch all require a control core. I have previously obtained some ancient technologies that can enhance the user's mental will and senses, so as to perfectly control everything."

"The golden throne I'm designing now incorporates technologies from multiple universes. It will be more powerful than the original one, with greater amplification, and will even allow me to master power beyond that of the gods."

The Emperor waved his hand, opening a projection, showing Raven a magnificent and complex mechanical throne.

There are densely packed data parameters listed above.

It can be seen that this is a complex and huge project.

"I suggest you give up and don't even think about the Golden Throne." Raven said, "We can think of other ways to control it."

The Emperor said: "The magic network needs a will to control it, otherwise, it can be easily invaded."

"In theory, we should create a control core that has no self-thoughts and is absolutely fair and just, but for now, it's best for me to control it."

The magic network of the DND universe is centered on the magic goddess Mystra, who is the leader and the caretaker of the magic network.

If the empire wants to lay a magic network across the universe, it must have a leader.

Otherwise, the magic network will definitely become a toy for the Lord of Change.

At that time, all psykers connected to the magic network will become potential corruptors.

That would be a terrible disaster for the empire.

After a moment's thought, Raven offered another suggestion.

"Let's not build the Golden Throne anymore, just build a console or something."

"If it doesn't work, you can change the appearance and make it look like a cross. Then, you can be Jesus."

The emperor frowned, looking troubled.

"Being nailed to a cross naked is not in keeping with the status of an imperial ruler."

The raven looked at the emperor in surprise.

"Why don't you wear any clothes? Why do you have to nail it naked?"

"Wasn't Jesus nailed to that place with his bare buttocks?" the emperor said.

"I'm wearing clothes." Raven responded confidently, "I'm not well educated, don't bully me because I don't know."

"But I am Jesus." The Emperor looked at the raven. "That was one of my many vests. I remember it very clearly. It was nailed on with my bare buttocks."

Raven: “.”

My goodness, the historical figures involved have shown up and there is nothing we can refute at all.

"Let's go with the Golden Throne." The Emperor said, "It has an integrated control console and can be sat on. You don't have to stand all the time, and you don't have to be nailed to it."

After some persuasion from the Emperor, Raven had no choice but to reluctantly accept the Golden Throne Project.

Even if something happens in the future, sitting on the golden throne is better than being nailed to the cross.

At least the former looks better than the latter and is a little more comfortable.

"Are you still planning to keep Primarch No. 15 as a backup to stabilize the Golden Throne?" Raven said.

"Yes, not only No. 15, but also No. 11." The Emperor nodded: "They both have extraordinary psychic talents. Even if I am absent, any one of them can take over for me."

The raven sighed softly.

It seems that this golden throne is destined to come into the world.

And its function will be more powerful than the established destiny line.

Once something goes wrong, the consequences will be even more terrible.

The Golden Throne Project predates the Great Crusade.

One of the reasons for building the palace on the roof of the world was that the big guy wanted to hide the underlying mechanical structure of the Golden Throne there.

The appearance of the Raven caused the Emperor to temporarily abandon that plan.

And now, with the advancement of plans such as the Time Anchor Point and the Magic Network, the Emperor has picked up this plan again.

“I just hope this doesn’t turn out to be the worst possible outcome.”

Raven was worried.

Destiny is unpredictable.

Even he couldn't truly control his destiny.

You can only see what will happen in the future and try your best to bring about the outcome you want.

"The Golden Throne's affairs must be kept strictly confidential." The Emperor looked at Raven and said, "I don't want anyone to know about this. Even through instant messaging networks, it is difficult to ensure that the secret will not be leaked."

"So what are you planning?" Raven looked at the Emperor.

"You go back to Terra in person and give Malcador the design of the Golden Throne. Let him act in secret."

"So now, I'm just an errand boy? I'm the supreme ruler of the empire, the great raven that travels the heavens, and I can look my fate in the face."

"Malcador has the latest flavor of fries from a research project."

"I am happy to serve you, big guy. Of course, I am not here for the fries, but for the human empire, for your and my great dream."

The Emperor nodded, "I thought so too."

Raven took the data storage chip from the Emperor's hand and disappeared into thin air with a bang.

The emperor packed up his things in the laboratory and walked out.

The imperial guards guarding the door saluted him.

The Emperor nodded and continued walking forward.

We have been conducting experiments during this period. The government affairs on Terra and the battle reports sent by various fleets have piled up and need to be dealt with as soon as possible.

Judging from the progress, Terra's celestial-class computers and celestial-class battleships should have been completed.

It's time to think of a nice name.

We can’t come up with a weird name like “Terra Bar” like last time.

When his journey through the alien universe was over, Malcador once again devoted himself to his busy political work.

They work tirelessly for humanity day and night to push civilization forward.

Malcador's private sanctuary was an architectural wonder of unparalleled magnificence, a seat of power and a rare man-made sight.

The open circular balconies on each floor are planted with exotic flowers and plants, which are extremely beautiful and are cared for by special people and mechanical servants.

A stone sphere engraved with endless runes rotates around the spire in an elliptical orbit, casting shadows through the tall stained glass.

In addition, there are dozens of smaller spheres made of basalt, symbolizing satellites, which orbit around the huge stone sphere.

It’s as if the top of the tower is the core of the solar system.

Here Malcador would summon the most powerful men in the Empire, as well as those with potential, and put them to work as appropriate.

Most of the rooms in the sanctuary are filled with books.

The books discovered by the Great Crusade were examined, and those deemed valuable were copied and sent to the Great Library on Terra or the Sanctuary on Malcador.

In addition to books, there are various data storage systems in the sanctuary, which also record documentary materials.

Some locked secret rooms contain all kinds of dark knowledge.

There are some things that the people of the Empire cannot know, but the Empire cannot be ignorant of everything.

Therefore, they will be preserved and only a small number of people will be able to read them.

Machado sat at his desk, reviewing an important appointment document and the detailed information of the appointee.

The highest person in charge of a star region is a good position with high power.

Once appointed, one will be able to control the fate of dozens of worlds and hundreds of billions of human beings.

This is the best era. Any talented person can find opportunities to move up as long as he is willing.

But Malcador also knew that this was the worst of times, and the Emperor's ambitions had angered the gods.

The minions of Chaos lurk throughout the Imperium, and they will not sit idly by.

Everything the emperor has worked so hard to build will be destroyed with the most brutal means.

Several projection screens flickered on the desk, and information flew by.

Dust particles float and dance in the projected beam.

An undiscerning person would think that the Imperial Regent would ignore that information.

But as Machado read the appointment documents, he reviewed every bit of data that came across.

Without an extraordinary mind, how can one shoulder the burden of an empire?

Machado didn't like what was revealed in the information.

Each department is trying to gain more power.

The Arbites are eager to assert their authority on newly conquered worlds.

The Chamber of Commerce intends to have the Empire open up trade protection to those backward worlds and provide more guarantees for caravan voyages.

The Navigator family, as always, protested the Empire's support for the Psionic Academy, believing that the measure would weaken their voice.

Mars strongly demanded to share the technological knowledge obtained by the Emperor from the alien universe, and demanded that the Unification Council be reincorporated into the Martian management system.

Every department and every person in power wants more power.

Greed makes them scheme against each other.

Malcador knew this, but there was nothing he could do.

Ruling an empire is not an easy task.

Many things cannot be black or white, and we must control the scale.

Sometimes we even have to sacrifice justice and fairness, which are very important in the eyes of ordinary people, in order to maintain overall stability.

Malcador's true mission is to guide and constrain, to ensure that the wisdom of those in power is used to create happiness for mankind rather than to gain money and power.

When those guys intend to cross the red line and cause harm to human civilization, he needs to punish them.

Macador stamped his biological seal on the document he had read.

A ruler who ruled over hundreds of billions of human beings was born.

This is the power of the Imperial Law.

A cold, ancient, invisible force.

It can easily turn a person from a king into a beggar, or from a beggar into a king.

Just as Makado put the documents away and prepared to check the next important document that needed his stamp.

The space was torn apart.

The raven jumped out.

Malcador looked surprised.

Before he could say anything, Raven threw a crystal chip containing a huge amount of data in front of him.

"This is given to you by the big guy."

Malcador picked up the crystal and looked at the raven, "Is this from your majesty?"

"Yes, it contains the design drawings of the Golden Throne. He asked you not to tell anyone else and to find someone to build it in secret."

The raven looked around.

He didn't see any luxurious decorations, only a room full of books.

Makhado is still a nerd!!

But it's normal to think about it. Without profound knowledge, how could you be valued by the emperor and become his right-hand man?

"Wasn't the Golden Throne Project abandoned?" Malcador frowned.

After the discovery of the Raven and its first alien journey, the Emperor revised his plans.

The Webway project was shelved, and the construction of the Golden Throne that was originally planned was naturally not started.

Now, why are you thinking of building a golden throne again?

Raven explained: "The big guy said that we need to find a time node, a magic network, and other messed-up hub control centers, so we need to restart the Golden Throne Project."

"If that's the case, it makes sense. Time nodes and the magic network do need to be regulated."

Makado nodded and reached out to press a button next to him.

"Sir, do you have any instructions?" A servant's voice came from the communicator.

"Send over some of the newest flavor of fries," Macador ordered.

Admiration for Malcador suddenly appeared in the raven's eyes.

Malcador placed the data crystal on the table, "They will need a little time to prepare. Please walk with me."

The raven landed on Malcador's shoulder, "Let's go."

The wall of bookshelves was so tall that it reached up to the ceiling, and was filled with countless books.

The man and the crow walked through the wall of bookshelves and arrived at a marble archway. Walking out was an open circular balcony.

It can also be said to be a garden.

It is filled with flowers and plants as well as some beautifully trimmed trees.

The scent of flowers and earth mixed together and permeated the air.

When the servants saw Malcador coming, they bowed and retreated.

The garden is located at a high position and overlooks the entire city.

The most conspicuous ones are the Tower of Hegemony belonging to the Imperial Guards, the Astral Tower, and the Council Hall where the Supreme Lords sit.

They were built around the imperial palace and are very grand and majestic.

Therefore, even if you are far away, you can still see it.

The airports are the tallest buildings, extending into space and connected to the orbital platforms.

There are many spaceships orbiting the airport, going in and out, it is very busy.

They come and go, carrying supplies like a swarm of industrious bees.

"It has changed so much." Raven said with emotion: "When I left, this place was just a ruin, but now it has become a magnificent city."

"People suffered too much in the Dark Ages. When the dawn of civilization appeared, they released all their enthusiasm, intending to show all the beauty." Malcador said: "The biggest change in the city is not yet, look at the sky."

Raven looked up and saw majestic metal buildings floating in the sky.

They are so close to the ground.

Even with the naked eye, one can clearly see the ravines formed by the tall towers dotted with lights and the continuous buildings.

Relying on the ability to read cosmic information.

Ravens can easily obtain information about each building.

Orbital platforms, interstellar ports, space docks, and completed celestial-level computers.

"Has the second celestial computer been completed?"

Raven looked at the sky, and his sharp eyes saw a celestial computer as magnificent as a planet and shaped like a cross.

Malcador nodded. "The Great Crusade brought many civilized worlds that still have interstellar travel capabilities to surrender. The resources they brought have accelerated the progress of various projects."

"What is the name of the second celestial computer?"

"The name has not been decided yet. I am preparing to report this matter to His Majesty and seek His wisdom."

"No need to search." The raven waved its wings, "Just name it French Fries."

Malcador looked at the raven and frowned slightly, "This is not a good idea."

"What's wrong with that? Just give it this name. As the Supreme Ruler of the Empire, I order you to use this name for the second celestial computer."

"If anyone has any objections, let him come to me. Even if he is a big guy, I am not afraid of him."

Raven pinched his waist and spoke arrogantly.

He is also the ruler of the empire and is on equal footing with the big guy.

"Okay." Malcador couldn't persuade the raven, so he nodded in agreement.

"Remember, if you dare not follow my orders, you will be sent to guard the black hole." The raven threatened: "When that happens, no matter how many French fries you send, it will be useless."

"Don't worry, I would never do that," Malcador promised the raven.

Let the emperor worry about this kind of thing.

Malcador thought to himself.

I am just loyal to the empire and following orders.

Raven nodded in satisfaction and continued to look up at the empty building.

He saw a batch of the latest models of warships.

They are suspended in the void, quietly anchored.

Only the maneuvering engine to maintain position was started, and the energy stack was operating at the lowest power.

"Are those second-generation battleships?" Raven asked.

Malcador raised his head and looked in the direction the raven had pointed.

He saw nothing and had to use his psychic powers.

As the power of the ether surged into his eyes, he gained super vision and was able to see everything in the distant space, and also see what the raven was pointing at.

"Yes, they are all second-generation warships, and the current number has reached 400."

"They will set sail soon and join the First Expeditionary Fleet. Your Majesty will then decide whether to split them up and add them to the various fleets, or to form a new expeditionary fleet."

"The combat performance of the second-generation battleships far exceeds that of the first-generation battleships. They use force field protection technology, dark plane technology, and a new generation of computing systems composed of the Thinker's brain strengthened by gene engine technology."

"They will have the ability to jump within the galaxy, and they will also be able to destroy stars or planets by emitting light particles and other means."

The second-generation battleships integrate technologies from multiple universes.

The performance far exceeds the first generation of battleships currently in service in the Empire.

The first generation of battleships must enter and exit the subspace at Mandeville Point, otherwise they will be disturbed by the gravitational field of the star and torn apart.

Second-generation battleships can ignore this and jump directly within the galaxy.

The weapon systems it is equipped with are also more advanced and have the ability to destroy stars.

Protection measures have been comprehensively upgraded.

Possesses means to defend against concept erasure and psychic attacks.

The Void Shield has also been comprehensively enhanced, becoming more solid and able to effectively block and divert long-range devastating attacks.

Among these four hundred warships, several are equipped with time-reversal devices.

Even if it is destroyed, it can go back and recover to its peak condition to continue fighting.

Sadly, this feature is limited to the hull itself, and only goes back a short time.

Because it consumes a lot of energy, the number of backtracking times is very limited.

They are experimental products of quasi-third-generation warships, and are used to collect data for later large-scale construction.

"Not bad." Raven nodded.

Not to mention the third-generation warships that can go back in time.

The stats of the second-generation battleships alone are enough to crush all races in the galaxy.

If this batch of second-generation warships were deployed in a great expedition.

The speed of war progress will definitely increase significantly.

Once the third generation of warships come out, unifying the entire universe will be a piece of cake. Footsteps sounded.

Several servants came in with food.

They placed the food on the stone table in the garden, bowed and left.

"Let's go and have something to eat," said Malcador.

The raven landed on the table and tried the newest flavor of fries.

Malcador casually ate some snacks. "Mr. Raven, may I ask a question?"

"Just asking." Raven didn't even raise his head.

"Where did you come from? And why do you have such a mysterious ability to travel across different universes?"

"This!" Raven stopped eating French fries and sighed, "This is also the answer I'm looking for, Old Ma."

"After I woke up, I was inexplicably in control of a mysterious space and had the ability to travel through the universe."

"But I knew nothing about my mission, and nothing about the enemy I might encounter."

"I know very well that all the gifts of fate have to be paid for, and what price is needed to balance fate for what I have."

Upon hearing this, Malcador nodded in agreement.

"I can understand what you are saying, as I was born with extraordinary powers and immortal life. I have also thought that this gift can be given to anyone, but why me?"

Raven shrugged, "We are all self-aware people."

Machado asked, "Will you focus on finding the truth and the answers from now on?"

"No." Raven shook his head. "The truth will be revealed when the day comes."

"There is no benefit in seeking the truth and answers. It may let you know something, but what does it matter?"

"The operation of the universe will not change just because you discover any secrets. In that case, you might as well do what you think is most worthwhile."

"What is worth it?" Malcador asked.

"Get some of the best fries."

Raven's tone was firm, and it didn't sound like a joke at all.

Malcador: "..."

What was I expecting?

Looking forward to Raven working hard to fight against those unspeakable enemies, just to find the truth? ?

Thinking too much!!

"The universe is absurd, old horse. Everything we insist on is meaningless in the end, but we give it meaning." The raven said: "Making the most delicious French fries is the most meaningful thing in my opinion."

"You are right, Mr. Raven." Malcador nodded.

After chatting for a while.

The raven then packed up his fries and left, returning to the Emperor.

Machado also returned to his desk to handle government affairs.

He inserted the data chip brought by Raven into the reader and read the design of the Golden Throne.

"This version of the Golden Throne is somewhat different from the original one. It has more functions, is more complex, and has an extra seat?"

Malcador had seen the Emperor's original design for the Golden Throne.

Naturally, you can see the difference between the improved version and the original version at a glance.

In addition to more functions and more complex design, the number of thrones increased from one to two.

"Does the other throne belong to Mr. Raven?"

Malcador said to himself.

It’s normal to think about it.

As the supreme ruler of the empire, Raven should have his own throne.

Possessing the magic network and time anchor points, and even control over all the empire's plans.

Fortunately, the raven ran away. If it had heard what Malcador said, it would definitely shout, "Fuck it!" and then go back to settle the score with the Emperor.

You big guy, it’s not enough for you to sit on the golden throne alone, you also want to drag me in, right? !

Take my trick and the crow will take the plane.

The raven knew nothing about this.

At this time, he was on the Emperor's Grand Mission, tens of thousands of light years away from Terra.

Showing off the fries in front of Waldo.

The 73rd Expeditionary Fleet is a fleet consisting of warships, transport ships and colony ships.

There are also one thousand Astartes warriors from the 6th Legion - Space Wolves in the team.

Their mission was to travel to the northern part of the galaxy to conduct pacification and colonization of several sectors.

After three weeks of traveling through the Warp, they arrived in the Odoak system.

When the fleet left the subspace and entered the real universe.

The ships of the fleet frequently received various chaotic and disorderly signals.

It seemed as if something was screaming in the dark void.

The sound was primitive and feral, and it splattered across all frequency bands like blood.

Aldo, a commodore of the navy, stood on the majestic bridge with a solemn look.

He tried to get the Magi of the Adeptus Mechanicus to find a pattern to the screams, or some meaning to them.

But the Mechanical Sage replied to him that these screams were irregular and meaningless.

During a short break, the servant brought him a cup of coffee.

Coffee without sugar is extremely bitter.

Aldo liked it very much.

The taste always reminds him of long nights at work and endless reports.

A dull voice sounded.

Giants in power armor came from behind.

The leader was not wearing a helmet, revealing a wild face.

"Lord Yuk." Aldo raised the coffee in his hand and gestured to the giant.

"General Aldo." Yuke nodded.

He is a Wolf Lord of the Space Wolves, with a thousand warriors under his command.

Ordered to follow the 73rd Expedition Fleet.

A thousand Astartes warriors implanted with Imperial engines are a terrifying force.

It is enough to conquer a star region and destroy those ancient alien civilizations, leaving them to face desperate destruction in the ruins.

"Is there something wrong?" Octo asked.

"My priest has detected some anomalies. There is evil lurking around us." Yu Duoduo said, "There is something wrong with this galaxy."

Aldo put the coffee in his hand on the servant's tray. "I had the same idea, but the first time we entered the galaxy, we activated the auspicious array, but found nothing."

"The sages of the Mechanicus have also reiterated many times that there is nothing in the void except ourselves."

It seemed as if fate was deliberately mocking this naval commander.

As soon as Aldo finished speaking, a rapid alarm sounded.

The projection interface refreshed continuously, and a large number of red spots appeared.

They came from all directions and surrounded Fleet 73

"What's going on?" Aldo shouted to the intelligence chief.

"It's an alien ship." The intelligence chief, whose left eye and half of his skull had prosthetics implanted, sounded a little panicked.

"How is that possible? Didn't we just scan it and find nothing? Are all our detection arrays broken?"

Aldo punched the console angrily, causing the machine to whine.

"I have to correct your words, my lord. The machine did not make any mistakes, and the auspicious instrument did not receive any feedback." The Mechanicus sage who was on board the ship spoke up.

They will never allow anyone to defame the sacred machinery and their beliefs.

"Why couldn't we find the enemy?" Aldo asked.

"The only explanation is that they possess technology that is not inferior to ours, as well as some unknown hidden technology." The Mechanical Sage explained.

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Yuke reminded, "The enemy is coming."

"Let's teach these damn xenos a lesson."

Aldo sat back on his command throne and ordered the fleet to transform into a tactical formation to fight the enemy.

The alien fleet advanced and retreated in an orderly manner.

The size of the battleships is not inferior to that of the Empire, and may even be larger.

When the ships of both sides approached.

Dense beams of light and physical shells filled the entire void, turning it into a deadly hell.

"Their ships have more firepower and move faster than ours."

Not long after the fight, Aldo realized a serious problem.

The aliens' technology seems to be superior to that of the Empire.

Their warships are faster, have more powerful firepower, and have stronger shields.

This void war is doomed to end in failure.

Aldo tried several tactics, but they all failed.

Even if they wanted to evacuate, they couldn't.

The alien fleet has surrounded them.

Even if they broke through at all costs, there was no way the surviving ships would be able to escape to Mandeville Point at the edge of the galaxy.

At this moment, a dazzling light appeared.

The warship not far away had its void shield penetrated and disintegrated and exploded in the void.

The energy pile triggered a chain reaction, causing it to burst out with light like the sun, dazzling and extremely beautiful.

The situation on the flagship where Okodo is located is also not good.

Under the siege of numerous alien warships, alarms continued to sound.

"Seven to fourteen gun groups damaged"

"The PTO splitter is offline, only 55 percent power left"

“We are losing control of our course.”

"The void shield in the ship's side 774 area has been pierced."

The noisy alarms continued to sound.

The faces of those on the bridge were filled with despair.

"Multiple surges of aetheric reactions detected, the enemy is invading our ship."

A shout rang out.

A teleportation light hole appeared on the bridge.

Yuk and other Space Wolves warriors immediately switched their genetic engines to combat mode, then drew their weapons and rushed towards the teleportation light hole.

[High-intensity energy shock wave detected, please pay attention]

The engine system prompt sounded.

A terrible shock wave hit, making it impossible for Youke and others to move.

The alien warrior, wearing streamlined and smooth armor, was agile and rushed out of the teleportation light hole like a phantom.

Armed with sharp black blades, they easily pierced through the Astartes' power armor and cut the first few in half.

A fierce battle broke out on the bridge.

A large number of alien warriors poured into the bridge, firing bursts of light beams that blew the crew and slaves into pieces.

Flesh and blood sprayed into the air.

The Space Wolves warriors led by Yuk engaged in a fierce battle with the aliens.

They were all implanted with the Empire's primary gene engine, but the aliens possessed powerful psychic powers, which offset their advantages.

The enemy greatly outnumbered the Space Wolves, and soon put them in a difficult position.

Yuk watched his brother die, cut open by the enemy's black blade.

The blood flowed to the floor and quickly coagulated.

He suddenly became furious and swung his sword to kill an alien.

Then, he rushed towards a brother who was about to be executed.

He used the long sword in his hand to block the opponent's black blade.

The long sword flipped, and the blade with the force field torn through slashed across the opponent's body.

Light green blood with a pungent smell spurted out.

A painful groan came from beneath the other person's mask.

Yuk killed enemies one after another, but in the face of the absolute number of enemies, even though he was a veteran, he was unable to reverse the situation.

At the end of the fight, he was surrounded by enemies.

Finally, one enemy unleashed a powerful psychic blast at him.

Yuk watched as the psychic power rushed towards him.

It tore through the air, tearing him apart.

The heavy power armor was twisted and the flesh was disintegrated at the genetic level.

“Duty fulfilled.”

One last thought came to Yuk's mind.

Then his head exploded.

Blood splattered onto a humming mechanical control console.

The alien warriors stepped over the dead Emperor's Angels and towards the panicked crew.

Thus began a terrible massacre.

The same thing was happening elsewhere on the ship.

Even if the Space Wolves tried their best, it was difficult to stop the invasion of alien warriors.

Even though some enemies were killed, their numbers kept decreasing.

In the end, they were either killed or captured.

One by one the battleships of the Imperial Fleet were destroyed or captured.

In the end, only a few colony ships full of people and supplies remained.

The empire has preferential policies for people involved in colonization.

Going to outer space for pioneering colonization can be said to be the best opportunity for civilians to turn their lives around, which is why it attracts many people to the starry sky.

The empire will transform the planets that need to be colonized, using climate regulators or other means to make the planets habitable.

Colonial ships will then be sent out to colonize the local area.

With beautiful dreams in mind, the Adams family registered and boarded the colonial ship, just for a better life in the future.

The living space on the colony ship is very cramped and the accommodation conditions are very poor.

The bathrooms are shared and smell terrible.

Even the daily water and food supply were limited, so we couldn’t eat enough but we couldn’t starve to death.

Despite such a difficult environment, the Adams family's hearts are full of hope.

On the road, the family planned their beautiful future life countless times.

They would have a vast expanse of land where they could grow crops.

A house that is not exquisite but has complete facilities.

They will work hard, accumulate wealth and live a happy life.

However, all the good plans disappeared with the shrill alarm.

All that was left for the Adams family was endless despair and pain.

Alien warriors landed on the defenseless colony ship.

They seemed to enjoy the pleasure of slaughter.

Therefore, the colonial ship was not destroyed, but was regarded as a place to vent his desire for killing.

They slaughtered people along the way, leaving behind countless blood and corpses.

The Adams family fled in despair.

Escape from the upper spaces of the ship to the dim lower levels.

However, he could not escape the clutches of the enemy.

Three lanky alien warriors found them.

Adams' wife and children became limp with fear as they watched the blood dripping from the weapons in the alien's hands.

All Adams had was an iron pipe removed from the bed.

Watching the other party approaching step by step, he shouted in despair, then rushed towards the other party regardless of anything.

The next second, before he even touched the opponent, he was knocked away by the opponent's protective force field.

He crashed into the wall and broke many ribs.

Lying on the ground, spitting blood and groaning.

What's even more desperate is that he is not dead yet.

He just collapsed on the ground and watched his family being slaughtered by those aliens.

On the bridge of the colonial ship, Captain Kakar also revealed a look of despair.

The urgent alarm echoed in my ears and the scarlet lights flashed continuously.

The enemy invaded the bridge and massacred the armed crew.

"For the Emperor." Kakar continuously pulled the trigger on the energy pistol in his hand, and beams of red light shot out, landing on the alien warriors and causing ripples.

The other party walked towards him step by step, and with a sudden stab of the black blade in his hand, it pierced through his body.

Ordinary people on several colonial ships were slaughtered.

After destroying Fleet No. 73, this alien fleet did not stop, and continued to advance towards the heart of the new empire.

One thousand Asterite warriors were killed and the 73rd Fleet was destroyed.

At the same time, news of the massacre of sixteen star systems quickly spread back to the Empire.

By comparing the database of the Golden Age, the biological sages of the Mechanicus learned that the race that slaughtered the people of the Empire was the Randan alien that humans had encountered before.

An extremely dangerous and terrifying civilization with technology that is no less advanced than that of humanity's golden age.

More importantly, they also want to conquer the stars and have already taken action.

(End of this chapter)