Warhammer: Emperor's Ravenbringer

Chapter 142: The War Between the Empire and the Transformers
The cross-time and space channel is filled with rolling fog.

The wall is made of some special material that is unknown to the public.

It bends in directions that are invisible to human eyes.

Eventually it was shaped into a tunnel that could pass through nothingness.

The battleship pushed through the fog and shuttled through the huge tunnel.

The thrust engines behind them belched out blue plasma flames.

Like a torch, it illuminates the dark space and time.

It also gave the rolling mist a layer of blue.

Guilliman stood on the top floor of the bridge of Macragge's Glory, looking at everything outside through the porthole.

His eyes were very serious.

As the Primarch, he was implanted with the Empire's most advanced genetic engine and began to awaken his essence.

He could sense something lingering outside the tunnel.

They were screaming continuously and madly hitting the tunnel protected by the Emperor and Raven.

This is a crazy war.

The enemy cannot be seen, cannot be heard, cannot be sensed by any organ possessed by human beings.

But Guilliman knew that they were there, waiting for the Human to show weakness.

"Is there something outside the tunnel? I feel uneasy for some reason."

"I always feel uneasy. I wonder if this tunnel will crack."

Valentus, one of the Four Heroes, muttered to himself.

"This joke is not funny at all, Valentus." Auguston, a senior commander, said unhappily.

"I'm just being honest. This road makes me feel uneasy. I always feel like there's something terrible hiding there." Valentus said, "There must be something terrible outside the tunnel. I can feel their hunger."

"Don't be too scared." Aikos Lamiad, who was also one of the four heroes, spoke.

"It is not fear, Aikos," said Valentus.

"Well, I have a good suggestion for your concerns."

Another of the Four Heroes, Tauno Nicodemus, stopped his colleagues from escalating the quarrel.

The other legion champions looked over.

Curious looks appeared on their faces, and they all wanted to hear Tao Nuo's advice.

Valentus bowed deeply to Tauno, as if he were facing the Emperor.

"Then, respected Lord Taono, I wonder if you would be willing to show mercy and enlighten us fools who are only worthy of basking in your light with your supreme wisdom."

"You can recognize yourself, which is commendable." Tao Nuo grinned, and his handsome face with clear lines was filled with a cunning smile.

"So? What's your suggestion?" Auguston asked bluntly.

"It's very simple." Tao Nuo turned around and pointed to the sculpture of the Emperor and the Raven standing on the bridge. "Of course, I believe in the great Emperor and the Raven."

Valentus: "..."

Icos: “…”

Auguston: “…”

There was a look of speechlessness on everyone's face.

"Am I wrong?" Tao Nuo looked at his colleague, raised his eyebrows and showed a nasty expression.

"Yes, you are absolutely right."

Auguston was the first to pounce.

Tao Nuo wasted their expectations by saying something irrefutable.

Who is qualified to question the great Emperor and Raven?

The other Primarch champions followed suit.

A group of people held Tao Nuo down, forcing him to accept the iron fist of friendship and understand the price of playing tricks on his friends.

"Alright." Guilliman stopped his men from arguing. "Outside the tunnel there are enemies stronger than we can imagine, but with the protection of the Emperor and the Ravens, those guys can't get in."

"What are those things out there?" Auguston asked.

Guilliman dropped his eyes. "I do not know. Father and Mister Raven were vague about the matter, saying that we must be strong enough to know the dark truth."

"You don't have to think too much. One day, we will face those enemies, but not now. We will have to wait until we are strong enough."

The fleet traveled through the inter-time and space tunnel.

The concept of time fails here.

All means of timing were useless.

Every ship.

Every device that can measure time will display a different time.

There is a ship's clock and timer, showing that it is still the 3k era.

They even received a message from a human.

The information indicated that they were the first pioneers to colonize space and hoped to get help.

The fog rolled and transformed into various faces.

Some are human, some are alien, and some are unknown.

They made strange sounds, calling the names of the crew members, like the song of sirens, full of temptation, intended to seduce the poor unsuspecting people.

Many images and sounds are fleeting and can only be captured by human organs.

Once gone, even the most advanced storage technology cannot preserve any memory of them.

The fleet travelled for a long time.

Guilliman established communications with Sanguinius several times, sharing his views on the war and the strange situation in the tunnel.

"Here we are."

The Sailing Master addressed the entire fleet.

Sirens blared throughout the deck, and the large watch bell hanging on the deck dome rang low.

The bell sounds loud and shocking.

"Prepare to jump to the target universe. All departments, get ready."

The navigation supervisor shouted from his perch.

He wore a ceremonial eye mask, and his eyes glowed with a faint green light.

The servoskulls suspended around him synchronized his words, broadcasting them to every corner of the ship.

The slowly swinging clock reached the top, hovered for a moment, and then fell back.

The hammer struck metal and the second bell rang out.

"Order the Legion to prepare for battle." Guilliman ordered his champions.

They nodded one after another, and left with their respective tasks to deploy legion members.

The situation on the Red Tear was similar.

Sanguinius ordered his warriors to prepare.

Boom!
The third bell echoed throughout all the ships.

Including the transport ship Magnus was on.

For safety reasons, he was placed at the very end of the fleet.

After all, he has not yet implanted the original body's exclusive engine, so his ability to survive is not strong.

If a war breaks out, there is a high possibility of casualties here.

The Primarch without the genetic engine implanted was very powerful for mortals, a demigod-level being.

But facing those cosmic-level beings, they are nothing more than large cannon fodder and can be killed at any time.

Someone told Magnus this.

Instead of being grateful, Magnus was actually angry about this.

He believed that the other Primarch brothers looked down on him.

Why can they survive in the presence of cosmic beings, but I can't?

"Even without the genetic engine, I am still better than you." Magnus, who heard the bell, realized that the fleet had arrived at the target universe.

A raging fire of ambition burned in his heart.

I've waited so long just for this opportunity.

For no other reason than to breathe a sigh of relief.

He wanted to let the other Primarchs know that even without the genetic engine, he was still better than all of them.

[You are about to enter the real universe, please take precautions]

A warning sounded.

A scarlet countdown appeared on every screen.

The crew fastened their safety belts and the Astartes activated the magnetic attraction of their boots to secure themselves to the deck.

The armed crews returned to the protection of their shock racks, while the Mecha-Priests sang hymns.

With each wailing, the real space was cut open, and the brilliant light of paradox poured out.

One ship after another crossed the gap and poured into the vast starry sky.

They entered the target universe very smoothly.

There was no hindrance.

It was as if the will of the universe did not exist and there was no obstruction to outsiders.

According to the original plan, the expedition fleet dispatched mechanical sages to begin building an anchor device at the landing point - the space-time gate.

The Space-Time Gate is a special device used by the Administration of the Universes to anchor the two universes.

The most important purpose is to maintain the normal operation of the inter-universe channel.

The mechanical ark that came with the expedition fleet quickly went into operation.

The mechanical priests control unmanned machines to mine resources from nearby planetary belts to build anchor points - space-time gates.

Various giant mining equipment were put into use.

Vast quantities of asteroids and meteorites were dragged into the Empire's giant factories.

Under the combined efforts of the gravity field and the cutting beam, it was disintegrated into pieces.

It is then sent to a smelting plant, melted at high temperatures, and different elements are extracted using complex separation equipment.

Soon, magnificent void fortresses, giant celestial creations, void platforms and metal continents were built, forming a large-scale building complex.

These buildings are equipped with towers, turrets, and weapon arrays, forming a powerful, all-round defense system.

Some time passed.

The Wrath of Perturabo, which had just been completed and had gone through its final round of testing, was also delivered.

This terrible weapon urgently needs a battlefield to test its performance and power.

The expeditionary fleet's outpost is coming to an end.

The intelligence team sent out also made new discoveries.

They accidentally discovered a star system near the Imperial base.

There is a planet inside that has evolved complex life forms.

Upon receiving the news, Guilliman and Sanguinius rushed over with Magnus and many Mechanicus sages.

I want to study the life in this universe.

The life on that planet is still in its most primitive stage, not even entering the tribal era, and is still at a very backward stage.

However, Guilliman and others were surprised to find that some intelligent creatures on this planet could transform.

Those guys usually live in the form of wild beasts.

When faced with a threat and needing to fight, it will transform into a half-mechanical, half-biological being.

Of course, not all creatures can transform, only a very small number can do it.

After a rough calculation, it is estimated that there are only hundreds of such beings on a planet.

They also belong to different races.

There are giant chimpanzees, there are Tyrannosaurus Rex, and so on.

These creatures were divided into two forces, fighting each other constantly, and fighting for the planet's unique energy crystals.

In the planet's low-Earth orbit, several imperial warships are parked here.

Magnus stood on the bridge, observing the situation on the surface.

He witnessed a leopard transform into a half-mechanical, half-biological entity.

It uses the bow and arrow in its hand to shoot at the enemy, and after shooting the arrow, it rushes up to fight the opponent in close combat.

The fight was fierce and the punches were real.

"What a strange life form."

After seeing everything on the surface of the planet, Magnus exclaimed sincerely.

Cawl and other mechanical sages who set out with the expedition fleet studied the planet and deduced the rules of the entire universe.

Soon, they came to a preliminary conclusion.

The Transformers universe has its own unique rules.

That is, any intelligent creature has the potential to acquire the element of transformation and thus have the ability to transform.

As long as the racial civilization develops to a certain level, it can unlock mechanized transformation.

In other words, it is the unique laws of this universe that give rise to Transformers.

It is equivalent to the magic, fairy arts, ninjutsu, etc. in the mysterious world.

"It's really interesting. I didn't expect the universe to exist in this way."

Guilliman looked at the investigation report compiled by many sages with an interested look.

"Indeed, the universe is so vast that there are really all kinds of wonders. This mechanical transformation ability that can be unlocked when reaching a certain level of wisdom is truly amazing."

Sanguinius, who was standing nearby, also agreed with Guilliman.

Magnus on the side said nothing.

He thought back to his previous argument with Mr. Raven.

Well, now he admitted that he was a frog in a well.

The wonders of the universe were beyond his imagination.

"That's it, nothing special."

Magnus tried to appear calm.

Even if he loses, he won't admit it.

Otherwise, he would definitely become a laughing stock in the history of the empire and would be written about in great detail by those damned chroniclers.

Whenever a new student enters the school, he is criticized as a negative example of being narrow-minded.

"It seems that we are still ignorant." Sanguinius said: "Since Magnus is knowledgeable, he must know the details of these creatures. How about letting you serve as an envoy to investigate the situation and negotiate on the ground?"

"This is just a small matter for Magnus." Guilliman added appropriately, "To ensure your safety, we will send champions from our respective legions to serve as guards."

Magnus tightly grasped the scepter in his hand and slammed it hard on the floor, making a dull strange sound.

"I don't need the protection you guys provide. I can handle it easily by myself."

"I will prove it to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and walked out.

Guilliman looked at Sanguinius. "Is he okay?"

"No, he possesses power that is no less than ours." Sanguinius said, "As long as no cosmic-level terrifying existence appears, he will be safe."

Magnus wanted to prove himself.

After leaving the bridge, he led the delegation to the surface.

Prepare to negotiate with those half-biological, half-mechanical monsters.

At this time, the outpost base suddenly detected an abnormal energy signal.

A group of powerful mechanical life forms are approaching the fortress.

(End of this chapter)