Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

Fulgrim's spirit was more excited than ever in ten thousand years, and he couldn't wait to taste his brother.

"It's almost there, it's almost there, it's almost there! It's almost there!!"

! ! ! "

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"what?"

Fulgrim's fiery emotions were suddenly poured with a bucket of cold water, and the long snake tail stopped swinging and it stayed in place.

All around, the purple mist was slowly dissipating.

"By the Emperor! This must be a sign from the Emperor! The Lord of Mankind is protecting His children, and us..."

During the fierce battle, a Dark Angel Librarian sensed the ebb of Chaos power and told the good news to other battle brothers around him. As the mist symbolizing the erosion of Slaanesh gradually dissipated, an uplifting mood dispelled the smoldering desire in the chests of the Space Marines.

"How could this be..." Fulgrim frowned. The increasingly thin purple mist could no longer cover its body. Around it, a large number of succubi that had penetrated the veil and entered reality were also screaming and dissipating.

What happened to cause the power of Slaanesh, which was about to submerge the rock, to recede rapidly?

What is the reason that made Slaanesh treat you like this?"

In the Titan ship Pot of Greed, Russell sat on a wide seat covered with artificial nerve cords, and with great interest, he held the head of a four-armed snake demon, Lupanas the Shower, in one hand.

Rubana's body was trembling slightly, tears kept rolling down her eyes, and she looked up at Russell with eyes full of love and fear.

Love comes from Slaanesh. Just as Slaanesh created the great daemon called "Keeper of Secrets" from his darkest thoughts and desires, he also created Luvanus the Proclaimer from his purest love, using one of Fulgrim's ribs as the body of this love.

The fear came from Russell. Russell seemed to just put a palm gently on Lupanas's head, but in fact, there was a miniature subspace crack in his palm, through which she could directly peek into the huge void in the highest sky: so deep, so empty, empty, like the end.

That is the destination of chaos, that is the return of all things to emptiness, that is... the limit of the world.

Lupanas collapsed to the ground, the chaos in her body was constantly siphoned away by the huge gravity of the void, and the ardent love in her heart was drowned by the unspeakable ultimate fear, and she could no longer muster the will or strength to resist.

A few minutes passed like this, the void passed through Lupanas' body and absorbed a lot of chaotic thoughts, but her vital signs were still strong and she never died.

Russell sighed, took his hand away from her head, and looked up at the flickering computing center of the Pot of Greed with some boredom: "Slaanesh and the Lover are closely connected, inseparable. No matter how long I use the Hollow Siphon, I can't kill her..."

As long as Slaanesh lives, Lupanath is immortal.

So Russell was a little confused, and looked at Lupanas with an increasingly ambiguous look: "Why is this happening?"

The power of the evil god is not infinite. Slaanesh can use the connection between them to prolong Lupanas' life, but every confrontation with the void is damaging Slaanesh itself. Limited by the bandwidth of the umbilical cord, the damage may not be large, but it is real.

Why would Slaanesh rather harm himself than let Lupanas live?

Russell had some bold ideas about this issue.

Russell, who was in confusion, didn't know that as he moved his hand away and stopped trying to kill Lupanas, the tide of Slaanesh that had just begun to recede in the Stone Fortress rose up again!

"What's going on?! It was just now..." A Dark Angel think tank covered his aching head with one hand, his words full of disbelief.

He looked at the pink and purple mist rising again around him, and the Slaanesh demons becoming active again, and his heart was gloomy: "Could it be that even the Emperor's grace cannot save us?"

At the same time, in the computing center of the Titan ship Pot of Greed, the fear in the eyes of the lover Lupanas gradually faded, and her gentle gaze like water fell tenderly and affectionately, giving Russell goose bumps all over his body.

This is so weird.

"Aren't you afraid that I will continue doing what I did just now?" Russell raised his hand and said.

Lupanas was frightened by his action and trembled all over. But then, her body, which had been stiff with fear, softened again and she said softly, "I, I am very afraid of you... There is nothing in the depths of your soul, only the terrifying nothingness like the abyss. The slightest breath of reality that overflows makes me almost suffocate with fear, and even my heart dares not beat. From the moment I was born until now, I have never seen such a terrifying thing..."

Russell nodded with satisfaction. That was right. This was the reaction a devil should have when seeing him. Calling him dear all the time was too weird.

Although I am afraid, I still love you." Lupanas' eyes were full of love.

Russell's brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed again.

"I think there's something wrong with you... But you're also right, the demons all have some problems with their brains, especially the Slaanesh demons, who are all super perverts who can take pain as pleasure."

"Wait, you take pain as pleasure..."

A flash of inspiration flashed through Russell's mind, and he suddenly figured out something: "I seem to understand why Slaanesh sent you to me."

"Huh?" Lupanas was a little confused. She didn't understand what Russell was talking about.

However, Russell didn't care whether she understood or not. He stood up suddenly from his chair, paced back and forth in front of the wide seat covered with nerve cords with an excited look, muttering to himself:

"The essence of the void is nothingness. All creatures in the subspace have an instinctive fear of returning to nothingness. This fear is deep in their bones. It can be said that for demons, there is no stronger stimulation than being decomposed by the void."

"Each demon in the Four Gods camp is a part of the corresponding evil god, and Lupanas represents the love and beauty of Slaanesh. ... Whenever I try to open the hole to kill Lupanas, Slaanesh, who is closely connected to her, will intervene, using the essence of the evil god to endure the extreme pain of having its soul siphoned by the hole, and feel the ultimate fear from the end..."

Shit.

In other words, Slaanesh is using his hollow self* to play the suffocation play.

For a moment, Russell felt unclean.

Purple mist surged among the boulders; the power of Slaanesh surged violently, and the tide of Chaos rose and fell endlessly.

Chapter 238 Late arrival

Russell looked down at Lupanas, whose eyes were misty with ambiguity. He felt a little conflicted and raised and put down his left hand.

Now he knew that by opening microscopic holes in Lupanas' body, he could cause real damage to Slaanesh himself, but to be honest, he didn't really want to do that.

When Russell thought about the androgynous super pervert staring at him hungrily at the other end of the umbilical cord, and how he was experiencing multiple orgasms and ecstasy due to the empty siphon effect... he would feel like he was no longer clean.

"I'm sorry, Gray Wind, I didn't protect myself. I'm sorry..." Russell held his forehead with one hand and sighed while leaning back in his seat.

To the south of Klentalina, the tears from the Eye of Terror were slowly shrinking.

After the flagship Silesian Wind was destroyed by the Emperor's Pride, the remaining command structure headed by Admiral Genevia Limstedt managed to escape from the burning wreckage of the battleship and boarded the only main battleship in the arms sales order via a lifeboat.

The Valkyrie-class battleship, "Unripe Dream".

The Unripened Dream was originally the war flagship of the 6th Terra Expeditionary Fleet, owned by the Blood Angels' "Crimson Upstart". However, the 6th Expeditionary Fleet encountered the Boundary Breaker in the Baal Star Region and engaged in a battle with it, and was subsequently annihilated. Only the Unripened Dream, whose machine soul had been gnawed, dragged its remains back to its home port.

The news that the dimensional sorcerer had escaped was brought back by the Unripe Dream.

After that, Anti-Entropy sent the remains of the Valkyrie to a large dock for repair, and then Russell sold it to Benhart Medius. The brand new Unripe Dream Valkyrie thus became the new flagship of the Krona Sector Defense Fleet under the Imperial Navy.

The dead Valkyrie no longer had a machine soul, but she was still a powerful war flagship that could compete with the Glorious Queen-class battleship: the Emperor's Pride. No longer in a disadvantageous situation, Geneve was able to give full play to her command ability. The Krenna fleet, which gradually became familiar with the operation of the warship, gradually suppressed the fierce offensive of the Chaos fleet.

The ground forces on the asteroid base also repelled the Chaos Astartes' boarding attack with extremely heavy casualties.

Until the end of this deformed war, Chaos had not been able to break through the rubble belt defenses outside Klentalina, and the expansion of the Eye of Terror suffered a setback in the first stage.

Everyone in the Krenna Defense Force was encouraged and excited by this, from the grassroots leaders to the admirals, all were bathed in the glory of victory. But Russell remained calm.

He knew that the ultimate key to this war lay on the planet Pluto and the two Primarchs fighting in the Stone Fortress.

"If the Great Rock is lost and the Lion King falls into Chaos, then even if we succeed in defending Klentalina at a huge cost, it will only be a partial tactical victory. In terms of the greater strategy, we will have already failed miserably."

The loss of a loyal Primarch is a far more tragic loss than the loss of 10 or even 9 sectors.

With this idea in mind, Russell used a confinement spell to imprison the courtesan Lupanas on the Titan ship Pot of Greed, and he himself went to the spire of the hive city on the capital planet of the Krenna sector.

In Krulentarina, officials from the Ministry of Military Affairs and the Ministry of the Interior have begun intensive preparations for the victory parade.

Upon hearing of Russell's arrival, the local authorities did not dare to neglect it. Governor Banhart, who had just come out of the underground shelter, immediately arranged the highest level of reception for him.

After sending away a group of dignitaries who had heard about the news and wanted to get acquainted with the Star-Bombing Envoy, Governor Banhart came to sit down on the left side of Russell with an apologetic smile, and said in a reserved tone: "Excuse me, this is the first time that a big shot like you has visited Klentalina..."

"They are just a bunch of parasites clinging to power. I hate them, but I understand them." Russell picked up a nut from the table and chewed it. He said, "So far, there are only two people in the Krenna star region who catch my eye, and you are one of them."

Governor Banhart lowered his attitude even more after hearing this. This was human nature. After seeing the outstanding combat power of the fleet led by the Valkyrie, I believe that even the High Lord of Terra would not be so arrogant as to think that he was qualified to have an equal dialogue with such a being.

——Even the commercial ships sold to Krenna are powerful enough to defeat Chaos, so what about the combat effectiveness of the main fleet in the hands of the Star Bullet?

Thinking of this, Banhart bent even lower, "Then who is the other person who catches your eye?"

Russell was about to speak, but stopped abruptly and said, "She was at the door, but was stopped by your servant."

"Ah, this." Governor Banhart quickly ordered the gatekeepers to retreat.

Then, a tall blond woman in the uniform of an Imperial Navy admiral walked into the guest room with long legs and hurried steps.

"You are here after all! Sir Russell!" Genevia Limsterla looked delighted, with a light pink blush on her cheekbones and a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. She looked excited and happy, not as serious and superior as usual.

"Has your dream of commanding the Valkyries come true?"

"Yes!" Geneve nodded vigorously. "This is my first time commanding a warship of the Valkyrie level. I, I... I'm sorry, I'm a little incoherent... The Unripe Dream is so powerful and so beautiful. Standing in the command room, I feel as if I have merged with it, stepping on the galaxy, invincible..."

"As long as you can adapt to it," Russell nodded. He didn't mind spending some time listening to the customer's feedback. So far, the response has been very good.

Russell looked away from Genevea and smiled at Banhart standing beside him: "I'm glad that our goods are of help to you. But please don't forget to pay the money for the goods while you are happy, Mr. Banhart."

"I understand." Banhart nodded solemnly.

Russell nodded, but his brows were still slightly furrowed, as if he was worried about something. Governor Banhart was a little at a loss: Did he do something that made Mr. Russell unhappy?

The two of them had their own concerns. At this time, Geneve suddenly said, "Do you have time now, Mr. Russell?"

"It's okay to say yes or no. What's the matter? Is there something wrong?" Russell looked calm, and he could hear Genevieve's slightly rapid breathing.

She placed one hand on her chest, trying to suppress her inner excitement as she spoke: "The Chaos invasion interrupted our chat... Now that the war has ended, I wonder if you have time to come to my residence and chat so that I can show you the medals that are not on my body?"

Genevea's eyes sparkled with tears as she smiled: "Although compared to this defensive war, my past experiences seem insignificant."

Her attitude was very bold, which made Governor Banhart, who got the hint, behave in a subtle way.

Russell's expression was a little strange: How many times has the opposite sex tempted him?

Last time it was a Slaanesh demon named the Shower of Love; the time before that it was Coroniel... Well, at least it's a human this time, not some weird creature.

"I am honored by your invitation, Lady Limstella, but I... um?"

Russell was about to refuse the beautiful lady's invitation, when suddenly, a message came directly into his mind through the Titan, the Pot of Greed, which was parked in the outer orbit of the planet, and relaxed Russell's originally solemn expression.

——Just now, the Dark Angel responded to the interstellar message sent by Klentalina, and the Stone Fortress is rushing here to provide support for resisting the Chaos invasion.

"It seems that I won." Russell smiled softly.

The Dark Angels were able to free up their hands to rescue Klentalina, indicating that the Stone Monastery was out of danger, and the Lion successfully defeated Fulgrim. Slaane's plan to get his hands on the Lion failed.

This confrontation with Chaos was extremely dangerous. Even Russell had to risk using the power of the Worm of Time to reload the save file, and only then did he barely avoid the failure that Slaanesh and Tzeentch had carefully planned for him.

Tactically and strategically, he had achieved complete victory, but...

"What an ignominious win..." Russell shook his head and sighed.

Even a little embarrassed.