Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

Gray Wind turned over lazily: "What if five years is not enough to evacuate all human residents?"

"Give them a certain amount of time and ensure the supply of daily necessities for the immigrants."

"What if the people up there just refuse to move?"

"Let's destroy the people above with the Earth-shattering Star."

"Okay..." Gray Wind silently conveyed his decision, buried his face in Russell's thighs for a while, then sat up and said, "By the way, there is one more thing I need to report to you."

"What's the matter?" Russell looked at her.

"The scout fleet that Magnus is in just arrived at the capital of the Greater Ultramar star region: Macragge not long ago." Grey Wind said.

Russell hummed softly.

Now that Magnus has arrived at Macragge, the next step is to see how Magnus will enter the Primarch's Temple, which is strictly guarded by the Ultramarines, and put on Khorne's Helm of Domination for Robert Guilliman who is sleeping in the stasis field.

“But Magnus didn’t find Guilliman there?” Grey Wind continued.

"Oh?" Russell was a little surprised: "What's going on?"

Generally speaking, the Ultramarines would not allow anyone to take their Gene-Father away from the Primarch's home planet.

"When the scout fleet arrived at Macragge, it was already a scorched earth." Grey Wind pondered and said, "There was no trace of green on the surface of Macragge. Even the atmosphere was drained away. The entire planet was only exposed bedrock, and there were deep traces left by weapons of mass destruction that shattered the earth's crust."

Russell understood immediately: "Makrag was completely eaten by Tyran..."

"We actually have a fleet stationed in Parmenio near Macragge on standby. When Macragge was attacked by the Aether Zerg, the Ultramarines Chapter Master tried to ask us to send out a fleet to help them resist the attack of the Tyranids."

"Then why didn't you do that?" Russell was a little confused. "You didn't even tell me about the Tyranid attack on Macragge."

"Because the Ultramarines only tried to ask for help, but they didn't actually ask for help." Grey Wind said as a matter of course: "An eloquent Imperial Navy admiral convinced everyone with an impassioned speech. Many people felt that if Macragge had to rely on the power of the Federation pseudo-regime to protect himself, he would not be able to face the Emperor."

In order to prove that they were strong enough and aware enough to protect the Primarch's homeworld, the Ultramarines fought the Aether Zerg until the very last moment and were almost wiped out.

"The Ultramarines were almost wiped out in the war against the Ether Zerg. Only one reserve company escaped from the fallen Macragge with the scarred Honor of Macragge and Guilliman's body, and moved the capital of the Greater Ultramar Segmentum to the planet 'Konor'."

Named after Robouti Guilliman's adopted father, 'King Konor', the planet is now the new capital of the Ultramar Segmentum.

Grey Wind stretched himself and said, "I originally wanted to send that fleet to support Macragge, but when the Federation diplomat called Macragge to ask if he needed help, he was scolded by the Admiral..."

I'm so angry. I won't help you.

Chapter 309 Endless

In the hazy star field where undercurrents are surging, the Imperial fortress of Cadia has just completed a new rotation, and the planetary defense forces stationed there are welcoming a new day in the morning light with a hint of purple.

Lord Primus, the supreme leader of the Cadia army, woke up and washed up in a hurry. A pile of government affairs had already piled up in front of his desk. The old wooden table creaked and groaned under the heavy weight.

Lord Primus picked up a piece of bacon and put it in his mouth. While eating breakfast, he began to read about today's events, which was his habit for many years.

The private secretary in a leather jacket waited quietly by the side, waiting to refill the lord's empty cup with hot fresh milk tea, or to take the processed documents out of the bedroom and office.

"There have been an unusually large number of refugees and displaced persons in the past two years." Lord Primus swallowed a mouthful of food with his milk tea, stacked three parchment documents together and pushed them aside: "How many batches are these? The number of refugees fleeing from various worlds has reached the point where they have squeezed out normal commercial shipping routes."

Even the fortress world of Cadia, which was under permanent military martial law, was hit by the influx of refugees. One can easily imagine the situation in other star regions.

The secretary nodded and placed three important documents marked in red in front of the lord for his review.

The first document contained the following: Macragge, the capital of the Greater Ultramar, the home of the Ultramarines, the home planet of the great 13th Primarch Roboute Guilliman, had been completely overrun by an alien invasion called the Tyranids. The Ultramarines were currently resting and recuperating on the temporary capital of Konor, actively seeking assistance, and trying to retake the Primarch's home planet.

Lord Primus paused while chewing his food. His left hand holding the teacup trembled slightly. A few drops of scalding milk tea splashed onto his wrist, scalding his skin red, but he was unaware.

After a long while, he heaved a long sigh and said softly, "After Baal, is there Macragge again?"

The home worlds of two founding chapters fell one after another, and the hometowns of two primarchs were destroyed. These shocking news happening one after another were enough to cause an uproar throughout the Empire.

If it weren't for the increasingly frequent small storms in the Sea of ​​Souls in recent years, hindering the warp navigation of conventional ships, these two heavyweight news would probably have spread throughout the galaxy and caused panic throughout the empire.

I never thought that one day I would actually be thankful for the Warp Storm... Lord Primus smiled self-deprecatingly, his face full of misery.

Even though word of the fall of Baal and Macragge had not yet spread due to the Warp Storms, panic had already spread throughout the neighboring star regions surrounding these two worlds.

More and more people in the Empire have lost confidence in the Emperor's Angel of Death's ability to protect their personal safety, and this is the source of the refugee crisis.

"The refugee wave mainly comes from the Ultramar star field and the star field around Baal, and there are three main destinations for these refugees." The secretary next to him said:

"First, Terra. Faced with the threat of the aliens, a large number of people began to instinctively move towards the core of the empire, doing their best to get closer to the God-Emperor. This was the only way for devout believers to gain a sense of security."

"Then there is the Krona Sector. Although the Warp Storm has hindered the transmission of astropathic communication and Warp navigation, the news of the Primarch's return is still too heavy. In addition, Lord Lion has been summoning the Dark Angels' descendants to assemble near the Eye of Terror in recent years to deal with the unbreakable defense line built by the plunderer Abaddon in the Eye of Terror. The news of the return of the Dark Angels Primarch has still spread to a certain extent. People in areas far away from Terra have chosen to go to the Krona Sector to pray for the Primarch's protection."

"Finally, it's Faya." At this point, the secretary's voice became serious: "Many people chose to go to the Far Eastern star region controlled by the Star Bullets. They abandoned their faith in the Emperor, voluntarily gave up their status as Imperial citizens, and chose to seek protection from the federal government..."

Noticing that the secretary's tone seemed to carry some resentment, Lord Primus smiled and said, "There is no need to be so hostile to ordinary people who choose to join the Star Bullet. In the year when the 1st Expeditionary Fleet sailed out of the Eye of Terror, didn't you and I already meet the prophetess Alexi and the guards around her?

She signed a contract with the Star-Bullet in the name of the Emperor. Terra's attitude was indeed pedantic, but the existence of the Order of Truth was recognized by the Emperor himself. Then, those refugees who went to the Far East Star Region could hardly be called traitors. They just... took another path."

To die for the empire? Or to try something new? It is hard to say which is the better choice. Perhaps there is no absolute right or wrong, it just depends on the individual.

Lord Primus thought so.

"You are not loyal."

"Ah?" The lord was stunned. He turned around and saw the secretary pointing a sharp dagger at his chest.

"I suspect your loyalty to the Empire has wavered!" The secretary said righteously, "My Lord, I have recorded every word you said just now. I can't believe that as the Supreme Lord of Cadia, you actually tried to forgive and understand those unruly people who betrayed their faith in the God-Emperor!"

Lord Primus was speechless.

The secretary put down the dagger, bit his lower lip and quickly left the bedroom.

Watching her leaving, Lord Primus slumped back in his chair in despair: Damn it, those crazy people from the Inquisition will probably be at my doorstep soon.

The Inquisition had always been unhappy with Cadia's construction of the Stargate, and now they had been caught. Although ordinary Inquisitors could not do anything to them, it was foreseeable that endless wrangling would follow...

"Star Bullet, you really made me suffer..." Lord Primus groaned helplessly, sat up straight again and began to read the next important document marked in red.

The contents of this document are:

[To the respected Lord Cadia]

[I heard that your fortress contains a precious treasure that was originally intended for the Star Bullet. I am very curious about it.]

[I am not bragging, but I have made some achievements in collecting. I have been committed to preserving people or things that are of great significance to the Milky Way for a long time. Therefore, after learning that you have hidden a treasure, I was so happy that I could not help myself. I entered your fortress without being invited and played with the treasure. ]

[Originally, I only wanted to see the treasure in its true form, not necessarily to possess it, but as I was playing with it, the preciousness, beauty, and historical heritage of the treasure made me uncontrollably moved. The feeling was so strong that every byte in my data center spasmed with excitement.]

[I took away the treasure called the 'transcriber'. It will be kept in the best and most strict care in my tomb. I am deeply sorry for this.]

Endless: Trazyn

While Lord Primus was reading the letter, the beautiful secretary who had just walked out of the room tore off the biological skin covering her graceful body, revealing the metal skeleton hidden underneath.

Chapter 310 The treasure of the town hall

Walking out of Lord Primus's fortress from the main gate, the successful Trazyn changed into the appearance of a senior clerk, carried the transcriber and left the surface of Cadia through phase transmission.

But Trazyn did not leave the system on his own Shroud-class light cruiser. Instead, he changed his appearance again, disguised himself as a human merchant, and mingled among the merchant ships lined up near the star gate.

The Endless wants to experience the feeling of using an L-gate for interstellar travel. If possible, it would like to bring a complete gate back to its tomb for further study. However, now is not the time. The guards of Cadia are too strict, and stealing the gate here is not a good option.

So what is a good choice? For example... Macragge has completely turned into a land of death.

"After bringing the transcriber back to the tomb, let's go to Macragge?" Looking at the giant structure emitting a faint green halo in the distance, Infinite Taraxin muttered to himself.

Behind it, Cardia has entered a state of emergency.

Unlike the Necrons' inertia-free engines, L-gates distort space-time and fold dimensions by drilling holes in the subspace, thereby achieving point-to-point superluminal jumps in the real universe.

It should be noted that subspace, as a physical term, does not specifically refer to the distorted dimension where the four Chaos Gods are located. The two English originals are not the same word.

Due to translation problems in the early translation court, the term "subspace" is the most widely used translation. When most people see the word "subspace", the first thing they think of is the distorted dimension where the four gods are located.

However, in fact, subspace/subspace refers to all space concepts except the "main space" we are in, including the multiverse, parallel space, mirror dimension, inner world... and so on, all of which are collectively referred to as: subspace.

Closer to home.

Although the Order of Truth strongly claimed that the L-Gate was an ancient creation left over from the Golden Age of Humanity and was by no means some blasphemous alien technology, Trazyn the Infinite scoffed at this.

Even the Necrons who won the Battle of Heaven still needed to use complex methods such as the Tombstone Gate to invade the Webway, capture wormholes and inertialess engines to achieve long-distance FTL travel. The Stargate Network is obviously a much more convenient and efficient FTL travel method than the Webway, and its technological value is immeasurable. - How could mere humans do this?

Trazyn is sufficiently proud of the glory of the Necrons. He admires humans, but he does not think that humans can do something that even the Necrons cannot do.

"Who exactly is that Star-Bomber?" Trazyn was suspicious as the merchant ships lined up under his feet were getting closer and closer to the star gate.

Trazyn did not quite believe the widely accepted view in the human empire that the Star-Bullet was an ancient immortal who had survived from the Dark Ages of Technology to the present.

This is a very simple paradox - the direct cause of the destruction of mankind's golden age was not the Iron Man Rebellion, but the Warp Storm.

The Iron Man Rebellion dealt a heavy blow to human civilization at the time, but it did not lead to a complete decline. The real fatal blow to humanity was the unprecedented giant subspace storm that followed. This storm lasted for ten thousand years, cutting off the connection between various human colonies and turning the star system that was originally interconnected into a series of isolated islands.

The advanced hive city has lost the supply of various raw materials and daily necessities. The complex logistics and industrial system within the hive city can only be properly managed by the powerful computing power of strong artificial intelligence. The loss of all this is the real origin of human decay.

"If any of the ancient immortals could come up with a faster-than-light method that's more advanced than the Webway, then humanity would never have declined in the first place." Trazyn knew this very well.

Knowing these premises, the identity of the Star-Ballist becomes confusing.

The advanced technology brought to mankind by the Star-Bullet gave Trazyn a strong sense of déjà vu. That was in an ancient time more distant than the ancient times, when the Old Saints had not yet become extinct. At that time, the Necrons were still necrophiles, and his former compatriots continued to make various technological breakthroughs under the guidance of the Star God.

The various high-tech creations of the Necrons still need to use the fragments of the Star God as energy, otherwise they cannot operate. Living metal, black stone... these are all gifts from the Star God.

How similar is this situation to the process by which the Star-Ballist brings the Stargate to humanity?

At this moment, just like at that moment.

Thinking of this, Taraxin's face darkened. The team in front had reached the end. The green light of the L-gate twisted and spread, submerging the merchant boat under Taraxin's feet.

"Star Bullet..." Trazyn whispered to himself.

The steel that made up the ship beneath his feet quickly passed through the space and time folded by the stargate. When his vision became clear again, Trazyn had arrived at the planet Calth in the Greater Ultramar star field.

Unlike most other star regions in the Ultima Thule, the wealthy Ultramar region has the ability to build stargates in many important star systems within its territory to improve transportation efficiency. In fact, many sub-region capitals under Ultramar have plans to build stargates or have already completed construction.

As one of the richest worlds in the entire Greater Ultramar star system and famous for its powerful shipyards, Calth is one of the first important star systems to be directly connected to the stargate network.

Once here, we are not far from Solemnas, the tomb world controlled by Trazyn.

"Oh?" After leaving the star gate, Trazyn soon discovered some unusual phenomena in this galaxy: "The humans here seem to be busier than ever before."

Although the humans living in the underground hive of Calth are already busy enough.

After asking around as an ordinary wandering trader, Trazyn learned the reason why Calth was so busy:

Ultramar's capital, Macragge, has fallen, and terrifying monsters called Aether Worms are now roaming other worlds. The Ultramarines who retreated to Connor have urgently issued a mobilization order, intending to gather the power of all of Ultramar to resist the alien invasion.