Warhammer: Emperor's Ravenbringer

Chapter 166 This is a war between gods
“There is so much stupidity and ignorance here.”

Vulcan station in low Earth orbit.

Looking down at the planet Cadia from a high vantage point.

After arriving here, he immediately sent out an advance team and diplomatic envoys to the surface of Cadia.

Establish contact with local tribes and spread the Imperial Truth and French Fries Religion.

After a long era of darkness, the natives of Cadia have lost all civilization and knowledge.

Degenerated into the tribal era.

Faith occupies every corner of their lives.

Their bodies were tattooed with strange warp symbols.

They also built temples and altars all over the planet.

Even their eyes were an eerie violet.

There is no such eye color in other regions of the empire.

The sky over Cadia is also very strange.

Both day and night, it is shrouded in the twisting storms of the Warp.

A spiral of red and purple stares down like an unblinking eye.

The eyes of the Cadians also turned violet because of this strange warp storm.

"Has the power of the Warp contaminated them?" asked Numin, the captain of the Fire Guards.

Vulcan nodded. "The Fire Dragon Engine in my body has integrated and analyzed the acquired Cadia data, and also read the information of the surrounding space and time. One conclusion that is certain at the moment is that the local indigenous people have been contaminated."

"As for the extent of the pollution, more data support is needed to calculate it."

Numien looked at the projection of Cadia floating before him, then back at his own Primarch.

"So what should we do next? The mission given to us by the Empire is to build a warp suppressor here to bridge the Eye of Terror. Their belief in demons and gods is so deep-rooted that they will never allow us to build it."

"I will try to convince them and show the Empire's mercy." Vulkan looked down at the projection, like a god looking at the mortal kingdom lost outside.

"What if it fails?"

Given the local superstitions, Numien had to assume the worst.

"Then give them the wrath of the empire." Vulkan's voice suddenly turned cold.

The teleportation light gate was opened.

A mysterious space-time channel connects the surface of Cadia and the 18th Legion's flagship, the Flame Forge.

Vulkan, surrounded by his guards, stepped out of the light gate like a god descending to the world.

The local natives looked at him in awe.

To them, the advanced technology possessed by the empire is no different from that of gods.

The leading man was wearing a faded pink cloak. He walked up to Vulkan and knelt on one knee to salute him.

Vulkan took a quick look, and the dragon engine in his body immediately analyzed the material of the cloak.

Human skin. The cloak is made of human skin, but it is worn as a glory.

How foolish.

Vulkan suppressed his discomfort, nodded in return, and declared the empire's rule to these people.

"In the name of the empire, I declare my rule over this world."

"We are glad you have come," the chief said. "We have waited so long. The gods said you would come. They gave us."

Vulkan interrupted the other party impatiently.

"I'm sorry, but I have nothing to do with your god, and from today on, you can only believe in one god, the great god of fries and ketchup."

The leader looked surprised.

"It shouldn't be like this."

"This is it," Vulkan said. "I come here and declare this, and you obey. It's that simple."

"You should know the truth," the leader said, "about you, about yourself, and then correct this mistake and get everything back on track."

"Everything now is the correct truth." Vulkan said, "What you believe in is outdated and should be swept into the trash."

"No, the gods represent eternal truth and will never go out of date." The leader tried to explain, trying to make Vulkan realize this.

"There is no eternity in this universe. Even the gods you call will die one day." Vulcan shook his head. "I brought technology and truth. You may not understand it yet, but just follow my instructions."

"Never." The leader shouted, "We will never betray our faith. We believe in God."

Vulkan took a step forward and looked down at the leader. The terrifying aura made the other party suppress the words he had not spoken.

"You tell me? What is God?"

The leader's guards drew their weapons upon seeing this.

Their faces were smeared with white paint, and ancient runes were painted on their strong naked bodies.

Even though they knew they couldn't win, they acted without any hesitation.

As a guard, Numin admired the courage of these natives to seek death.

He signaled his men to relax and put away their weapons.

He knew very well that these mortal weapons could not possibly harm the Primarch.

Even with the evil power of the subspace, it cannot be done.

It may have been possible before, but the Ravens and the Emperor had given the Primarch new gifts.

Let the Primarch be promoted to god.

With a wave of Vulkan's hand, the barbarians' swords turned into blooming flowers.

This scene made the barbarians look terrified and they fell to their knees.

The leader was also dumbfounded.

The power and means of the person in front of him were beyond his imagination.

In his opinion, only God can do this.

"you are God?"

Vulcan shook his head, "I am not a god. There is only one god in this universe, and that is the great god of French fries and ketchup."

"Everything you just saw is the result of technology. I redefined the concepts of those substances and replaced their information codes with flowers. It's that simple."

"Stop telling me about your stupid gods. They are worthless and are just bad magic tricks. You will usher in a new age, an age where gods are not needed."

The chief wanted to retort, but the blooming flowers were there.

Whatever he wanted to say, it seemed weak and pale.

A god with supreme power has denied himself being a god. What qualifications does he have to judge whether others are right or wrong?

"Let's end our debate here," Vulkan said. "We will rebuild this world and make it a paradise, and you won't have to suffer anymore."

Although he thought everything ended here, Vulkan felt a little uneasy.

[Warning, abnormal non-material energy detected]

The next second, the leader in front of Vulkan suddenly twitched.

An invisible force tore him apart.

Blood was oozing from his mouth, eyes, and nose.

The flesh and blood flowed like melted snow, and finally only a skeleton was left.

Finally, even the skeleton shattered into pieces like broken glass and scattered on the ground.

And from among these flesh and blood remains, a strange creature crawled out.

Its appearance is so ugly and disgusting that it is difficult to describe in any words.

The distorted features were embedded in the face in a blasphemous manner.

The arm is a combination of a worm and a snake, constantly wriggling, which is disgusting.

"Demon?" Vulkan frowned and activated his hammer.

Bright arcs of electricity swirled around his hammer.

"How dare you appear in front of me?"

"I mean no harm," the demon said, "but I have something to tell you. Some very important truths, something about the essence of your soul."

"Your existence itself is a kind of malice." Vulkan was unmoved. "Everything the Emperor said was a lie." The demon said: "Do you think he is really a mortal? An ordinary immortal?"

"The Emperor needed powerful offspring, so the gods gave him knowledge and created you with sacred genes and powerful psychic energy."

"The gods are your true fathers, the Emperor is nothing more than a clumsy liar."

"See the truth, Vulkan. Only the gods can help you."

Vulkan swung his hammer.

He easily knocked over the monster and stepped on it.

The demon's body was broken and shattered, and just speaking took all his strength.

"Everything I said is the truth."

"I don't care." Vulkan responded coldly, "I can give you the truth if you want."

The devil turned his head with difficulty, wanting to say something else.

Vulkan swung his hammer and smashed the opponent's head into pieces.

"Erase all data about the other party's existence."

[Instructions accepted, erasure in progress]

[Erasure Success]

With the sound of engine prompts.

The demon's body slowly dissipated like the embers of a fire.

A terrible immaterial storm swept in all directions with Vulkan as its center.

The Eye of Terror above Cadia also erupted.

A series of gorgeous storms swept out, as if to swallow up Cardia.

The gods were furious at what Vulkan had done.

They cannot tolerate such offense.

"I despise you." Vulkan looked up and spoke word by word.

As soon as he finished speaking, the warp storm became even more violent.

The whole sky changed.

The savages were trembling with fear.

This is a war between gods.

They, mortals, are like fallen leaves caught in the storm and huge waves, with no choice but to go with the flow.

"Be prepared, the terror of the Old Night is coming." Vulkan said to his descendants, "It seems that those guys are unwilling to be completely driven back to the warp like this."

The storms are getting more severe each time.

That is the wrath of the gods.

The laws of physics are turned upside down.

That was something that the gods had vowed not to destroy when they were first created.

Now, for their own survival, they smashed it and abandoned it without hesitation.

Once Vulkan is allowed to construct the Warp Inhibitor on Cadia, the power of the Immaterium will wane and its influence will diminish.

That is a future that the gods cannot tolerate.

Countless demons came like a tide.

Overwhelming, endless, and countless.

The imperial army responded immediately.

Dense artillery fire poured down like a storm, covering the earth.

In an instant, tower-like flames shot up into the sky, and bright mushroom clouds grew at the end of the horizon, growing rapidly and eventually dissipating.

The horrific explosion swept across the earth like a huge wave.

Mountains collapsed, rivers broke, and everything was swallowed by the raging flames and turned into scorched earth.

"Take those innocent people away and have the Magi of the Mechanicus speed up the construction of the Warp Inhibitor."

Vulkan gave orders to his sons, then transformed into battle form, a giant burning with flames.

Some of the legionnaires led the natives of Cadia to a safe place.

Another part of the legion soldiers followed Vulkan to fight against the demons pouring out of the warp.

The teleportation light gate still stands on the surface.

A heavy voice sounded, and the God's Machine - Titan walked out slowly.

They are equipped with weapons the size of buildings.

The beam of light emitted is as dazzling as the sun.

With one attack, the distant hills were covered with mushrooms of bright light.

A fierce melee broke out between the two sides.

The demons of the Warp are endless.

They are born in the past, born in the future, born in every timeline that exists or does not exist.

No matter how hard humans try, no matter how advanced technology becomes, they cannot completely eliminate them.

The war with the subspace is an eternal war.

"Stupid 18th child."

A plague demon with a bloated body walked slowly towards Vulkan with a sticky voice.

The bloated and distended belly was surrounded by layers of putrid fat.

Pustules and boils bulge out under the skin, ripening and ready to burst.

Split feet and short legs engulfed in wrinkled meat rolls.

Its head was short and thick, with multiple jaws forming a large, rotten grin.

One cloudy eye blinked, while the other was sealed with oozing pus.

A drooping, rotten tongue hung down to the chest.

In its hand was a large, rusted sword.

"How can you refuse the gift of a loving Father?"

"Disgusting." Faced with this extremely disgusting thing, Vulkan said with a frown.

The Plague Demon took the lead in attacking, but was blocked by Vulkan's hammer and hit on the forehead.

Rotting flesh and blood splattered.

The Plague Demon stumbled back, making a sound of pain.

"What a loser, go back to your garden and play in the mud."

The other demon with blood-red wings made a mocking sound.

It smashed to the ground like a meteorite, with the battle axe in its hand burning with terrible flames.

"My name is Kabanda. Remember this name and have your descendants carve it on their tombstone."

Vulkan's body shattered like a phantom, and then reassembled not far away.

Although the Fire Dragon Engine's rule module cannot deal with these Warp Demons, it allows him to be at ease on the battlefield.

"It is meaningless to tell me your name, for I will not bury your body, but throw it into the stars."

Vulkan's eyes burned with bright flames. He jumped up and smashed Kabanda with the hammer in his hand.

Kabanda blocked with his battle axe, but the heavy force made his knees weak and he fell to his knees.

"Isn't it the same with you, Kabanda?"

The Plague Demon responded to Kabanda with equally harsh words.

It ran towards Vulkan, slashing at the Primarch with its rusty sword.

At this time, a demon with bat wings and a body as thin and smooth as a snake swooped down from the sky and attacked Vulkan.

On the other side, the two-headed bird-like demon also mobilized the energy of the subspace and cast spells at Vulkan.

(End of this chapter)