Warhammer: Open the door! Human League players!

Chapter 128 Tachyon Communication Technology

This world is an agricultural planet governed by a warband called the Deep Blue Archons, and it is the mainstay planet supporting the world of Alteramar.

The planet was invaded by an entire Chaos Warband and tens of thousands of demons. Faced with the sudden attack of the entire warband, the garrisoned Space Marine chapter could only ensure that the core area was not destroyed.

However, the agricultural planet has many mortals, who have become fuel to replenish the Chaos Warband with fresh blood.

If the Chaos Warband cannot be defeated in time, the Space Marine Chapter will be locked in a prolonged and deadly tug-of-war, a situation in which the Chapter is destined to lose.

They wanted to launch a counterattack, but the enemy was the chapter leader from the Khorne Warband, a warband known for its fighting prowess.

Their repeated counterattacks were all thwarted by the Khorne Warband Commander.

But the arrival of the Ultramarines changed the course of the war on the planet.

"Great, it's support from the mother group!"

The arrival of reinforcements greatly excited the garrison.

"With support, we have a chance to hold off the traitors' chapter commander and drive them back to the warp."

However, when they saw the deployed robotic players, the scene seemed unusually strange.

"Iron, an iron man?"

The Space Marines of the Deep Blue Archon Chapter and the Iron Men who couldn't understand why support from their homeworld included Iron Men.

It wasn't until Sergeant Major Garius, who was leading the team, explicitly told them that these were reinforcements.

"Reinforcements?"

Iron Man reinforcements?

Did the parent group vote?

After the Ironmen demonstrated their strength, they fell silent.

The team was led by Runzha, Mowanghu, and other beta testers.

With the combined efforts of several beta testers, they killed the leader of the Chaos War Guild in just a few minutes.

With the Chapter Leader killed, Khorne's Chapter was on the verge of collapse, and open beta players immediately joined the battle to cut down the enemy.

Imagine 250 platoon-level players against 1000 Chaos Veterans, with several levels separating recruits, veterans, elites, sergeants, captains, and platoon leaders. What a crushing defeat that would be.

"How could they be so strong?"

"They are our allies, the ally of the People's Federation."

Garius sighed inwardly.

These Ironmen are ridiculously strong.

The two Imperial warbands were practically watching a play; the war was over before they even began to deploy their forces.

"Fuck you, stop stealing kills."

"Whoever kills the person keeps the head!"

They even fought amongst themselves over kills.

"Are they made of iron?"

How is this any different from a real person?

"At least based on the information we have so far, they are pure iron men."

They analyzed the remains of the Iron Man and found that they were indeed composed of purely mechanical structures.

The battle ended in this absurd situation.

The warriors of the Blue Archon Chapter were somewhat bewildered.

Of course, for the Blue Archon's warband leader, it was fear.

Iron Man has his own thoughts, his own emotions, and also possesses immense strength.

Is this really good?

"I now proclaim—the Imperial Decree!"

The Blue Archon warriors knelt down in unison, saluting Garius as a sign of respect for the Empire.

"Primarch Robert Guilliman has returned and has issued a rallying order, commanding the Blue Archons to mobilize 80% of their members to Macragge..."

"What did you say? The Primarch has returned?"

"Yes, I know you are surprised. With the help of the Human Union, the Primarch has returned."

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"Moreover, two Primarchs have returned together—Primarch Feralus Manus of the Steel Hand has also returned!"

Good news! He has joined a sub-group, and Guilliman is their Gene Father. The return of the Gene Father has sent all the Space Marines into a frenzy.

They mobilized all available resources, eager to follow the Ultramarines back to their home planet Macragge.

This scene was repeated on the other three chapter planets.

Even the closest planet, Otlamar 3, is more than ten light-years away from Macurag.

Based on the Ultramarines' usual communication methods, transmitting messages across star systems would take a long time, but now the Human Alliance can receive intelligence immediately.

The sight before him filled Guilliman with astonishment. He could clearly see that the subspace communication of the entire galaxy was already extremely chaotic and fragile. The aftershocks of the subspace storm brought by the Great Rift lingered for a long time, constantly interfering with the psionic communications of the Star Speakers. The Empire's traditional intergalactic communication methods were sometimes effective and sometimes not.

Under such harsh communication conditions, how did the Human Alliance manage to maintain stable contact with Planet Otrama III across a vast galaxy spanning more than ten light-years?

Several days later, the expeditionary fleet that had traveled to the stars to wipe out the chaos returned with a full load of spoils, bringing back more than a dozen intact warships for Guilliman, as well as nearly three thousand elite space marines.

"Holy crap, so many Space Marines?"

"Here he comes! Guilliman's return! These chapter commanders are ecstatic!"

Tens of thousands of players came to Macurag specifically to witness the encounters between Warbands and Guilliman.

At this moment, in Hera Fortress, Guilliman and Feralus stood side by side, talking about something.

Guilliman wore the Armor of Destiny with its blue background and gold branches, while Feralas wore the Purge Armor. One was gold, the other dark, like two lighthouses shining above Hera's Fortress.

The Primarch's position enveloped them in an instant, and the power contained within the gene seed burst forth.

The Primarch, the true Primarch, not the work of an evil god.

"The Great Father of Genetics!" "The Great Lord of Steel—Lord Ferrus!"

The chapter commanders were extremely excited. They walked at a speed that was almost like running, and when they arrived in front of Guilliman and Felus, they immediately knelt down and paid their respects.

Fanaticism, hope, loyalty.

Two Primarchs, one of which exists only in the legends of ten thousand years ago.

After experiencing the despair of the appearance of the great rift, hope blossoms in the midst of despair.

Upon seeing his weary descendants, Guilliman felt a surge of warmth within him.

"Felus, the decaying empire, still has hope."

"They had never seen the prosperity of the empire ten thousand years ago, yet they dedicated everything to it."

Felus nodded and said, "Although you've made things worse for the Empire, at least you still possess the courage of warriors!"

"They cried." Players saw that the chapter leaders and company commanders shed tears when facing the Primarch.

"Do these Astartes cry too?"

Yes, even these battle-hardened warriors can cry. Many have forgotten how to cry, and these tough men who have cast aside life and death have finally been unable to hold back their solemn and passionate tears the moment they saw the Primarch.

Felus looked at the children of Guilliman and said, "Your tears are burning hot, for you carry the love for the Empire, for the Emperor, for the Primarch."

"That's enough. From now on, we must make the Empire's enemies weep, and regret opposing the Empire!"

Felus's words resonated strongly with the Ultramarines, who roared in unison, expressing their joy at the Primarch's return.

The sudden surge in troop strength increased Guilliman's overall combat power several times over, giving him much more confidence when negotiating cooperation with the People's League.

Although Calgar has relinquished all power, he remains the Chapter Master of the Ultramarines.

He brought with him the battle report of this support mission.

When Calgar handed him the completed combat report on the robotic humanoids, and Guilliman reviewed it along with real-time combat footage, he fell into a long silence.

On the screen, the battle between the androids and the Chaos Demons and Chaos Warbands was clearly displayed. He witnessed firsthand that each mass-produced android possessed the formidable combat power to easily hunt down ordinary Chaos Space Marines, and only Chaos elites at the company commander level had the ability to barely put up a fight.

The high-end mechs controlled by beta testers unleashed terrifying combat power, capable of crushing and easily killing enemy warband leaders. The Chaos Warbands, which once rampaged and slaughtered countless planets with impunity, were utterly vulnerable before the Human Alliance's mechs and player forces.

The two sides were on completely different levels in terms of combat prowess and raw strength. A deep and chilling sense of dread crept into Guilliman's heart. Even if he was willing to exercise restraint and maintain a cooperative and trusting relationship with the Human Alliance, all trust would be shackled in the face of such overwhelming and terrifying combat power.

"You can trust them."

"The actions of the UNCP are actually better than ours."

"They are willing to go to great lengths for a small group of people, and are willing to make even greater sacrifices in exchange for it."

Ferrus's words influenced Guilliman's final judgment.

Pharisee received accurate revelation, so he turned more towards the human race.

This overwhelming combat effect made Guilliman envious. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally couldn't help but ask Fang Yun for more support.

Fang Yun was also happy to see this happen. He needed to send these mechanical humanoids to various battlefields to publicly promote the existence of the Human Alliance, to gain fame through actual combat, and to gain more prestige. He needed more prestige to carry out a plan.

As more and more fleets were dispatched, the Human Alliance always received battle reports one or two days earlier than them.

This finally made Guilliman unable to suppress his curiosity any longer.

"What's wrong? Do you have any doubts?" Fang Yun asked.

"How did you achieve long-distance communication?" Guilliman asked in a deep voice.

"Our robotic humanoids are all equipped with tachyon communication devices, enabling stable real-time communication at faster-than-light speeds across galaxies. In addition, the entire communication system is completely isolated from subspace erosion and chaotic interference, and will not be affected by any demons or subspace storms."

"Tayson communication? Unaffected by subspace interference?" Guilliman's eyes were filled with disbelief, his expression one of utter shock.

"What? You don't believe me?" Fang Yun said calmly.

"Number 7, connect to the communication system."

Number Seven immediately activated and deployed the communication device, and the system instantly connected, simultaneously retrieving the real-time view of the distant robotic android. The undeniable facts were clear: even across a distance of more than ten light-years, the Human Alliance could still maintain real-time communication with the remotely deployed robotic android without any delay.

At that moment, a surge of intense envy welled up in Guilliman's heart. This stable and efficient method of real-time intergalactic communication, unbound by subspace, filled him with immense longing.

He knew that if the empire possessed this system, most government orders could be issued quickly and implemented precisely; distress signals, supply requests, and real-time battlefield intelligence from various war zones could be transmitted across the entire star system in an instant.

With such communication capabilities, the empire's administrative efficiency could be a hundred times faster!

If such communication technology had existed during the Horus Rebellion, the catastrophe that tore apart the human empire might never have spread. Even if the rebellion had suddenly broken out, the Emperor could have immediately grasped the overall situation and mobilized forces to completely suppress the turmoil in its infancy, and the eternal tragedy of brothers betraying each other and Primarchs killing each other would never have occurred.

It's fair to say that with just this technology, the empire wouldn't have deteriorated to this extent.

"I will integrate the communication system into the Ultra Warriors' system."

"This technology is not something you can replicate; it can only be used by the Human Alliance's creations."

The Human Alliance's tachyon communication technology was learned from the Purge Protocol and is considered a relatively advanced communication technology, a kind of dimensional reduction attack in the Warhammer universe.

This level of communication technology is not the strongest in the Star Alliance; the Human Alliance has multiple communication systems.

Of course, players' tachyon communication is mixed with their own agendas, and stable communication relies on modules.

Whether you use it or not is your choice.

"Why?" Guilliman's question was finally answered with three words.

"Of course, it's for humanity."

"I know the importance of this communication technology, but many people are crying out in the universe."

"There are many more humans waiting to be rescued."

Fang Yun's words gave Guilliman a jolt.

This man is indeed as others have described him.

At this moment, Guilliman was consumed by an unwavering conviction: he had to travel to Terra himself to meet the Emperor and his father. Only by standing before the Golden Throne and speaking with his father could he truly clear his mind and make the final decisions and plans for the future.

While Guilliman was expanding his military and reorganizing the star system, the Human Alliance was also steadily carrying out internal assimilation and power consolidation.

Of the Chaos ships that were destroyed in the previous fierce battle and crashed and remained in the sky above the Macurag system, about thirty still retain their complete ship skeletons.

All of these damaged warships were towed and gathered by Eldar ships and dragged to a planetary synchronous orbit to begin a round-the-clock, uninterrupted renovation and refurbishment project.

Fang Yun's plan was very clear: to completely renovate and refurbish these captured Chaos warships and fully integrate them into the Human Alliance's combat sequence.

The warship's sturdy keel, lower deck, and overall hull frame remain intact, requiring no large-scale reconstruction. Only batch replacement and installation of various shipboard equipment are needed. The conventional parts, industrial materials, and basic armaments required for the modification will be manufactured with the assistance of Guilliman through an alliance agreement, with the Anna sisters and Caul handling the actual manufacturing. Meanwhile, core critical equipment that determines the warship's upper limit, such as the hyperspace engine, will be entirely deployed from the Stellaris universe.

All that is needed is to give these refurbished warships complete basic combat capabilities, enough to withstand the firepower of a conventional fleet. After a long period of in-depth modification and iteration, these warships will be completely transformed, breaking through the technological limits of conventional ships in this universe.

Even though its overall configuration is still inferior to the standard warships of the Human Alliance, its comprehensive combat power and technological level will far surpass the active fleets of the Empire, Chaos, and even other alien races.

As the Human Alliance rapidly expanded its influence in Ultramar, the volume of affairs related to territory, military, resources, infrastructure, and diplomacy increased exponentially, making it impossible for Fang Yun to handle all the complex and tedious tasks alone. Left with no other option, Fang Yun had to delegate a large number of daily administrative tasks to several Eldar secretaries for assistance.

Artificial Intelligence No. 7 can only provide assistance; this is its limitation. Although it can speed up efficiency, it cannot replace AI. This is the underlying logic of the AI ​​assistance settings of the Human Alliance Commander.

It wasn't that Fang Yun was unwilling to hand over power to humans; it was just that the imperial bureaucracy was corrupt and rigid, and its actions were extreme and biased. The oppressive governance model was unacceptable to him. He also disliked the way of thinking and the philosophy of the Spirit Race, but compared to them, the Spirit Race was rational and calm, knew how to weigh the pros and cons, and most importantly, they listened to advice and were willing to obey the overall strategic arrangements.

For the sake of Eldar, Everene prepared Elaria in advance.

"Elaria, don't be selfish. Any action you take will displease the Human Federation."

"Leave everything to me!" Evelyn said meaningfully.

Fang Yun had also considered cooperating with the Galunians, but the Galunians had been deeply involved in the mining industry for generations, and all of them were miners. They were skilled at mining and excavation, but they completely lacked the vision and ability to govern a star field and coordinate large forces. They simply could not bear such a huge administrative burden.

In all his years, he has only managed to raise two girls, Anna and Anne.

The Eldar, Vis and Elaria, ultimately became the core pillars of the Human Federation's daily administration, managing all matters large and small. However, Fang Yun always firmly maintained the bottom line, ensuring that the ultimate decision-making power remained entirely in the hands of the humans. The Eldar's role was limited to offering suggestions. Simply put, they were like cabinet officials in an ancient dynasty who were only responsible for drafting memorials, possessing only the right to advise and plan.

All crucial decisions and the final "approval" power are entirely under human control; the actual implementation of various government orders, military mobilizations, and territory management are also uniformly entrusted to human forces. This division of power and responsibility not only draws on the Eldar's governance wisdom but also eliminates the potential for outsiders to encroach on core power.

Just as everything was progressing steadily, Fang Yun fell into deep self-doubt.

His awakening was triggered by many conditions.

Most importantly, it was that cold, divine energy.

The divine and holy energy surging within him was so vast that it was difficult to control. It was a special power that shared the same origin as the Emperor and God, had an extremely similar aura, but was completely different in essence.

Fang Yun loathed this force, which was passively making him increasingly cold and indifferent, more and more aloof, and causing him to lose his original emotions and warmth.

"Am I turning towards divinity?"

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