Warhammer: Empire Reboot

Her first tear fell.

Compassion.

Golden teardrops slowly fell from the sky, bursting forth the moment they touched the ground.

A golden halo radiated outwards from the point where the teardrop landed, like ripples on the surface of water.

As the halo swept over each civilian's body, the blue fluorescence in their throats was instantly replaced by gold, and then the gold faded, leaving only their normal flesh color.

Those swept by the halo simultaneously let out a long, relieved sigh.

The burning sensation that had tormented them for hours disappeared.

The withered skin stopped shrinking, and the blue flames were extinguished.

The purified civilians began to sweat profusely.

The sweat was pale blue with a slight fluorescent luster.

This is because the Tzeentch psychic crystal dust in the body is purified into harmless substances by the Emperor's Light and then excreted through the sweat glands.

The emperor's radiance overwrote the treacherous marks within.

The microscopic runes of the Lord of Change were covered by an older, more powerful code: the Emperor's Seal of Order.

The overwritten crystal dust is no longer a psionic mine, but a bunch of ordinary mineral particles that can be safely excreted through normal metabolism.

Thousands of people in the shelter knelt down at the same moment.

"A saint...a living saint..."

The sounds of crying, laughter, and prayers mingled together, creating a deafening cacophony.

Katarina also knelt down.

This red-haired, aloof captain of the nun, a female warrior who had never yielded to an enemy force a hundred times larger on the battlefield, was now kneeling on the ground, gazing up at Vera's figure enveloped in golden light, her lips moving silently.

The twin sisters, Sera and Sena, had already knelt down, their hands clasped together, tears streaming down their faces.

There was only one person standing in the entire shelter.

Lawson watched as Vera floated in the air, the light from her golden wings casting shifting shadows on the metal walls of the shelter.

Vera's purification range is approximately 200 meters in radius from her.

Based on the total area of ​​the middle and lower hives of the three hive cities, to purify all 18 billion people, the Vera would need to fly to cover all residential areas of the three hive cities, with a total flight distance estimated to exceed 800 kilometers.

Vera cannot fly or navigate.

She hadn't even seen a map of the city.

She needs a mentor.

Lawson glanced at Vera, then at his own hands clad in the Tiger King armor.

The living metal contains the anti-gravity protocol of the undead.

Although this protocol has never been fully activated, Swarm Intelligence has already reverse-engineered its underlying code in previous research.

The essence of an anti-gravity field is to modify the interaction between matter and gravity at the microscopic level.

The total weight of the Tiger King armor plus Lawson himself is approximately 470 kilograms.

To levitate a mass of 470 kilograms, the antigravity field requires an energy output...

According to swarm intelligence calculations, with the current amount of living metal and the partial activation of the anti-gravity protocol, short-term levitation and low-speed flight can be achieved.

Lawson had a sudden thought.

The living metal began to flow.

Silver liquid metal gushed out from the [Arsenal], slowly condensing, expanding, and taking shape behind him.

It forms a pair of enormous steel wings made of metal feathers.

Each feather is a living metal blade, as thin as a cicada's wing but as hard as ceramic steel, with edges sharp enough to cut through steel.

Thousands of metal wings are stacked on top of each other, with a wingspan of over four meters when unfolded.

The silver patterns on the living metal surface shimmered with a cool blue glow when activated by the anti-gravity field.

The moment the wings unfolded, everyone in the shelter was stunned.

Lawson's feet left the ground.

Like birds, they naturally take to the air.

The anti-gravity field reduced his weight to almost zero, and each vibration of the metal wings created a low hum in the air.

He flew to Vera's side.

One is a white-winged angel enveloped in golden holy light, holy and gentle, like a miracle that stepped out of a religious painting.

The other is a colossal iron-winged beast covered in silver steel, cold and sharp, like a war machine that has just emerged from a forge.

One white, one silver; one holy, one iron.

Vera was speechless with surprise at Lawson's wings.

Lawson gave her no time to react, issuing a brief instruction:

"Come with me. I'll take you where you need to go."

He turned and flew toward the shelter's skylight.

The metal wings folded for a moment, then suddenly unfolded, the shockwave scattering shards of glass from the skylight.

Like a silver meteor, Lawson burst through the roof and plunged into the dark, artificial dome of the Nest within the Nest.

Vera hesitated for a second, then followed.

The swarm intelligence has already calculated the optimal flight path.

A spiral flight path covering all the main residential areas of the three nest cities, with a total length of approximately 820 kilometers.

The route marked 62 high-density disaster areas, and each area required the veil to stay in the air for 30-60 seconds to ensure that the purifying halo fully covered it.

Lawson flew ahead, with Vera close behind.

They departed from sector E-7 of Nest 1 and flew south along the industrial corridor.

The spatial structure of the central nest resembles a giant honeycomb, deformed by thousands of years of industrial activity.

Narrow passageways and spacious factory buildings alternate, with ceiling heights ranging from tens to hundreds of meters.

Every space Vera flew through was illuminated by golden light, like sunlight piercing through dark clouds, shining into those corners that were never seen by the sun.

At the F-12 ammunition packaging plant, tens of thousands of workers looked up at the golden light flying in from the ceiling.

The moment the light swept over their bodies, the burning sensation that had tormented them for hours dissipated, and blue sweat seeped from every pore.

A little girl is being held in her mother's arms.

Her cheeks were as withered as an old woman's.

Her body trembled slightly as the golden light swept over her, and then she opened her eyes.

She saw a glowing figure below the ceiling, with white wings, golden flames, and flowing black hair.

"Mommy...angel..."

An old man next to her saw the huge figure with silver wings behind Vera.

"It's not a legend...it's not a legend...the Emperor has not abandoned us..."

He knelt down.

Then the people around him knelt down.

This scene was repeated sixty-two times over the next four hours.

Wherever she went, Vera flew slowly overhead, her golden light dispelling the curse.

Lawson guided her from the side, his silver wings leaving a cold blue trail in the dark artificial sky.

In B-3, a large residential area in City No. 2, more than 800 million people are crammed into a giant cavity with a dome 200 meters high.

As Vera and Lawson flew in through the maintenance opening in the dome.

Golden and silver light shone down from a height of 200 meters.

For these bottom-nest inhabitants who had never seen sunlight in their lives, this was the first time they had ever seen light shining down from the sky.

They saw two figures in the light.

A female angel, radiating holy white light and gentle as the Virgin Mary; a giant, draped in silver steel wings and ruthless as the God of War.

Eight million people knelt down, their voices like a tsunami, a near-frenzied, devout cry.

"Long live the Emperor!!!"

"A living saint!!!"

"An angel! The Emperor's angel!!!"

The sound waves echoed repeatedly in the dome, creating a soul-stirring resonance.

Vera shed golden tears amidst the roar of cheers, the tears transforming into purifying rain that bloomed into golden ripples among the crowd.

Lawson flew smoothly beside Vera.

Swarm intelligence faithfully recorded every moment:

The purification of Nest No. 1 in the capital city has been completed: approximately 3.8 million people. Time taken: 1 hour and 15 minutes.

The purification of nest number 2 in the capital city has been completed: approximately 2.6 million people. Time taken: 52 minutes.

The purification of nest number 3 in the capital city has been completed: approximately 1.8 million people. Time taken: 38 minutes.

Purification of civilians who survived the fall: approximately 2.4 million people. Time taken: 1 hour and 05 minutes.

Total flight time: approximately 3 hours and 50 minutes.

In the last purification area.

At a refugee settlement in the lower hive of Nest No. 3, Vera's golden light began to dim noticeably.