Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

While relaxing, Gray Wind asked, "It's going too smoothly."

"What?" Russell looked back at her.

Gray Wind crossed his chest with one hand and pinched his chin with the other hand as if thinking. He said, "Since the Jin people and the Eldar have a long history of confrontation, and there has been a precedent of using time weapons to fight against the Eldar prophets, then... could it be that the Eldar did not develop a targeted means to counterbalance the time weapons when they knew that humans were difficult to deal with?"

Comoros is the place in the universe today where the legacy of the Eldar Empire is preserved most completely. It is really hard to understand why it was instantly destroyed by large-scale time freezing.

Could it be that the Dark Eldar just haven't unlocked a legacy of time-targeting weapons in recent years?

That's too much...

"It's actually very simple to target time weapons." Russell said, "It's so simple that you wouldn't even think of it."

"Huh?" Huifeng's mind didn't react immediately.

"Just use the subspace engine." Russell continued.

He took a step forward, looked down at the dark city frozen in the amber of time and space, and asked Grey Wind: "Do you know the principle of the Eldar prophet's prediction of the future?"

"Hmm..." Gray Wind thought for a moment and replied, "Observe the subspace."

"The subspace is a dimension of pure energy without the concept of time. The minds and emotions of intelligent creatures are transformed into turbulent ether and chaotic tides, rising and falling in the sea of ​​souls... As long as psykers master the right method and their will is strong enough, they can capture memory fragments that do not belong to the present in the ever-changing chaotic turbulence and observe a corner of the future."

In fact, it is not only about predicting the future. The human subspace engine, the wraith sailing on the soul current, the webway of the ancients... all achieve faster-than-light travel by utilizing the nature of the subspace that transcends time and space.

"Humanity's time weapon is a purely physical method based on the laws of the real universe." Russell said: "Physical laws do not work in the subspace where there is no concept of time and space. That is the realm of supernatural powers."

"That is to say, when we open the barrier to freeze the time of Commorragh, as long as there is even one prophet among the Dark Eldar who notices something is wrong and tears the veil in Commorragh in time, they can escape from this solidified space and time through the warp and get rid of the fate of being imprisoned in the space-time amber."

Gray Wind nodded, not quite understanding, and looked at the solidified dark city below with Russell: "So why didn't they do this?"

In such a large country like Comoros, isn't there even one Eldar who noticed something was going on? That's unrealistic.

But since the Eldar had discovered it, why didn't those Eldar who knew the truth tear open the Warp rift and escape?

"Because they dare not." Russell answered Grey Wind's doubts: "The Eldar are a race cursed by Slaanesh. The Prince of Pleasure gazes upon them eternally in the Warp. Unlike humans who have the protection of the Emperor, any Eldar who dares to enter the Warp is tantamount to actively throwing himself into the arms of Slaanesh."

"Even though the Eldar now have the protection of the End of Samsara and can develop their psychic powers without restrictions, when they are under the eyes of Slaanesh, even the End of Samsara cannot protect the Eldar who voluntarily die."

...It's not necessarily that he can't protect it. The main reason is that it's unlikely that this guy, End of Reincarnation, would go to war with a Chaos God for a group of lowly slaves. The elves are not worthy of him doing that.

"I see..." Gray Wind nodded in sudden realization.

For the Dark Eldar in Commorragh, if they stayed where they were, they would be frozen into space-time amber by humans' time weapons. Tearing the veil and escaping into the Warp would be tantamount to walking into the trap of Slaanesh, with dead ends ahead and behind.

Choose the lesser of two evils. To the Eldar, humans are clearly not as terrible as Slaanesh.

Grey Wind gently hugged Russell's arm. She could fully imagine how desperate the Dark Eldar were at that moment.

For the first time, they got rid of Slaanesh, and for the first time, they had a God who could protect them. These were obviously good things, and the great glory of reviving the Eldar Empire was almost within reach. But... there was a pervert called the Star-Ballist who came all the way to Comoros to block the door.

"So pitiful... I was just kidding." Grey Wind leaned his head on Russell's shoulder and squinted his eyes happily.

The next second, a strong purple light opened her eyes again.

"What's going on?" Russell was also a little confused.

In the still Comoros, in the center of the vast main urban area of ​​the Dark City, a huge subspace crack over a thousand kilometers wide slowly unfolds. This ancient city that has stood for hundreds of millions of years is being torn apart by the surging ether turbulence.

The Dark Eldar are crazy?!

Chapter 307 Wandering in Comoros

Let us rewind the clock back to before the Comoros was solidified.

The Star-Bullet army's search for the Comoros coordinates lasted from the 40th year of the 24th millennium to the 30th year. In just six years, almost all celestial bodies in the northern star belt of the entire Far East star field were mined, and countless fleets were filled into the webway.

Russell's pursuit of productivity and efficiency is endless, and the ambition of the Star-Ballers has forced the Order of Truth to make breakthrough progress in the research of anti-entropy AI and the time weapon "Theory of Rings".

After integrating the research results of the Golden Age of Humanity on time with the theory of 'entropy recursion' taken from the stars, they were able to grasp 'time', the supreme law that overrides the universe itself.

This is also the reason why the Order of Truth was able to completely drain a star cluster in just six years to satisfy the Star-Burning's desire to expand its military.

From the outside, it may seem that only six standard Terran years have passed in this galaxy; but in reality, how many centuries has the fully automated production line in the giant dock been running non-stop? Even the senior executives of the Truth Order who have penetrated the time paradox have no idea.

So what have the Dark Eldar in Commorro been doing during these six years?

The answer is having children.

In the Dark City, where bloody infighting is endless, the secretive 'Phoenix' school within the Haemonculi is the first faction to sign a contract with the God of the Circle, 'The End of the Cycle'.

With the support of the God, the Phoenix School soared to the sky. Their psychic powers were no longer restricted, their careers were blessed, ancient relics that had been sealed in warehouses saw the light of day again, and forgotten ancient technologies were re-mastered.

The powerful appeal and overwhelming force of getting rid of the curse of Slaanesh enabled the Phoenix School to unify Commorragh with great momentum, and gathered the power of all the Dark Eldar to invest in the most important cause at the moment:

——Expand the population.

The Haemonculi organization was originally famous for its technology of bio-modification and cloning of Eldar. As the legacy weapons of the Eldar Empire were unsealed and the dangerous forbidden files were decrypted, the Haemonculi's attainments in soul engineering have made great progress.

Finally, the Phoenix School achieved a milestone breakthrough:

They could finally efficiently and conveniently mass-produce in the cloning chamber perfect clones of the Eldar that were identical to the 'real babies' born after nearly a hundred years of hard work, with absolutely no difference in either body or soul.

Population is the foundation of everything, and the breakthrough of the Haemonchi has made the ambition of reviving the Eldar Empire truly possible.

The Phoenix School built clusters of cloning chambers in various places and used all resources to continuously expand the scale of the laboratories. The blessings of the gods and ancient technologies were put to use. Every year, the number of Dark Eldar was growing exponentially.

The army of Star Missiles is still advancing rapidly in the webway. Comoros is ready for an all-out war with the human federation. They can afford it. Even when facing the most orthodox time technology of human civilization, the Phoenix, who believes in the God, is ready to deal with it.

But what neither side expected was that with the rise of the Dark Eldar and the unlocking of the Eldar Empire's legacy, the increasingly prosperous Commorrass eventually attracted the attention of an unexpected guest.

When the entire Commorros was immersed in the reconstruction of the technology tree and the great cause of creating humans, a mechanical figure dressed in the skin of the Eldar quietly sneaked into the bottom of the Dark City.

So in the 40th year of the 30th millennium, when the Human Federation used the super-giant space-time barrier to freeze Comoros into space-time amber, an unknown energy exploded in the center of the amber, tearing a huge subspace rift inside the solidified Dark City.

From the rift, a dark spire rose from the ground.

"Blackstone Obelisk?" Russell recognized the origin of the building that tore the veil in the center of Commorragh. "A Necrons Blackstone Obelisk? Why would such a thing appear in the territory of the Dark Eldar?"

Dark Eldar and Necrons allied? No way.

Russell's doubts were not answered. Aether turbulence poured out from the rift, raging violently. The space-time barrier constructed by 1000 Omega synchronization devices carried by 1000 Titans collapsed. In the blink of an eye, dozens of Titan warships were swept away by the chaos tide.

Russell closed his eyes and looked down at the field from a higher perspective. A corner of Guixu was projected here, dispersing the surging chaotic tide that was trying to drag more warships into the Sea of ​​Souls.

But even if a corner of the high-dimensional void opened here, it could not force the sudden tear in the subspace to heal.

Russell felt at least four different forces working together to suppress the arrival of the Void Cave.

A chaotic will of indulgence and depravity. A final truth of emptiness and nothingness. A truth of death that permeates life from beginning to end.

In addition, there were the black stone obelisks rising from the ground. These magnificent creations belonging to the Necrons were fully operational, amplifying the power of the Chaos Gods and the influence of the Warp on this area.

The Necrons' black stone creations have bipolarity. Positive activation can amplify the psychic power of the psychic, which is equal to the extraordinary power related to the warp. Necronomicon's negative activation can suppress the warp, repel evil spirits and consolidate reality.

Russell barely managed to gather the remaining hundreds of Titans around him. In front of him, the increasingly severe subspace rift was completely out of control.

The walls of the Dark City collapsed and sank in the surging tide of Chaos. A large number of Slaanesh demons with bisexual characteristics appeared inside the city of Comoros, and the core of the Webway system built by the Ancients was completely destroyed.

Order has collapsed and chaos has emerged.

But at the same time, the empty and void will of the end continued to spread along with the turbulence of the ether. The powerful will called the end forcefully took away the vast urban area that occupied more than 3/4 of the total volume of Comoros, and completely pulled it into the depths of the subspace, disappearing without a trace.

The remaining small part of the city fell into the hands of Slaanesh, and the succubus dragged all the fragments of the Dark City into the palace of the Prince of Pleasure.

Russell silently cast his eyes towards the black stone obelisks suspended in the cracks, and saw bursts of faint green fluorescent light flickering at the bottom of each obelisk. In a short while, these black stone creations disappeared from the web. It was a quick and swift retreat, with a feeling of leaving without a trace, hiding one's achievements and fame.

That's Necron phaser technology.

"A phase transfer of this scale cannot be arranged in a short time... Was it premeditated? When did it start?"

Russell had a hunch that perhaps a certain Necromancer dynasty overlord or emperor Necromancer planned what happened today, but who did it and how did it happen? When did he start to be targeted?

The Necrons need to pass through the Tombstone Gate to enter the Webway, but at this time, the Warp rift on the original site of the Dark City is still expanding. The three different wills have left, and the rampant power of Chaos has destroyed all traces. It is probably impossible to trace the origin of the matter.

In the 40th year of the 030th Millennium, nearly years after the self-disciplined Ark Eldar set sail, the Dark Eldar used the remains of Commorra as a boat and began their own drift in the Warp.

Chapter 308: Extreme Capital Relocation

"Um...are you okay?" Grey Wind looked at Russell's gloomy face and felt panicked.

"Ah~ Are you talking about me? It's okay." Russell touched Gray Wind's head with a smile, but for some reason, Gray Wind felt scared when he saw him like this, as if it would be worse than just getting furious.

"Statistics," Russell said softly.

Gray Wind spent two minutes summarizing the data sent back by each ship unit, and then said: "Due to the sudden opening of the subspace rift, 2 of the Titan fortress ships participating in the operation to seal the Comoros have lost contact, and the corresponding escort fleets have suffered losses. The number of missing personnel has not yet been fully counted..."

"Fortunately, the losses are not that great." Russell sighed lightly and looked forward. As the three transcendental consciousnesses faded away, he regained control of the battlefield. The rift that exiled the entire Comoros into the subspace had begun to heal automatically.

Gray Wind increased his height and hugged Russell's shoulders from behind: "What should we do next?"

"Declare war on the Necrons," Russell said quietly.

"This is not a wise choice." Grey Wind said, "Although the Dark Eldar suffered heavy losses, they still retained considerable strength under the protection of the End of the Cycle. It is only a matter of time before they develop to their peak again. At this juncture, they are hostile to the Necrons... declaring war on two fallen empires at the same time. This is what your enemies dream of seeing."

"That's what I want to see." Russell gently held Huifeng's hand, his eyes deep: "We can't be sure where the main city of Comoros has drifted to for a while, but the war weapons produced over the years can't just be left to gather dust."

"so?"

"So pass on my order. All ships should immediately change their combat targets and re-formulate combat plans. All the colossi of the Truth Order mining can be deployed. Immediately order the Tranquil Black Domain Shipyard to begin building the Burning Heaven Divine Weapon."

Russell closed his eyes, and the aura of chaos dissipated. "Activate the Sentinel Array and search for the Necrons' Tomb Worlds throughout the galaxy. Once found, destroy them immediately. The Ark World Ships of the Ark Eldar and the remnants of Commorra must also be wiped out."

The Necron Overlord who secretly planned this farce behind the scenes may have thought that the Star-Bomber would focus on tracking down the identity of the mastermind, but it was wrong. Russell had no interest in the detective game of catching clues. What this extreme-minded human was really interested in was genocide.

The spark of war has been ignited and the galaxy is ablaze.

"It is time to sweep those remnants of the old days into the dustbin of history. In the name of the Federation's lifelong dictator, I declare war on all alien races, including the Necrons and the Eldar."

Following Russell's order, countless starship battle groups in the webway quickly began to adjust their tactical goals. They returned from the intricate webway and returned to the real universe through the Ophelia node.

The advantage of the dictatorship in terms of efficiency was reflected at this time. The administrators of various departments of the Order of Truth held an urgent discussion in a tense atmosphere. Based on the information provided by the sentinel array and further analysis results, they quickly identified 14 targets that needed to be attacked and sent them to Russell.

As long as the Federation's dictator signs his name on this strike file, 14 galaxies will be destroyed.

Accompanied by Grey Wind, Russell briefly went over the basic information of the 14 galaxies on the strike list.

"There are 14 star systems in total. Nine of them are confirmed to have Necrons' tomb worlds sleeping. Three are confirmed to be the bases of activities of the Necrons' Free Men organization that believes in clay artists. There is also one star system where a webway gate is located. An Eldar craft world ship is docked there."

"Among the nine star systems confirmed to have dormant tomb worlds, three have been colonized by the Human Empire and transformed into hive worlds. What should be done with these three tomb worlds?" Grey Wind asked softly, resting his head on Russell's legs.

"Inform the local star district government of the specific situation and give them five years to provide the appropriate supplies and transport ships to help evacuate the residents. After the evacuation is completed, use the Earth-shattering Star on the three hive cities that contain the tomb worlds." Russell said calmly:

"A few technologically powerful Necromancer dynasties hide their tombs in phase space. If no tomb remains are found after the Earthshattering Star, the commander is allowed to apply for the use of the Omega Coherent Array to freeze the entire galaxy into space-time amber."