Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

"You have weapons that can easily penetrate the Void Veil, but you are still teased and trampled by the Eldar hiding behind the Veil. You are like stupid Ogryn, wielding the most advanced melta rifle and hitting people with the butt. How shameful, how stupid."

Kohl muttered angrily, his open mechanical arms manipulating countless blood-red psychic runes. The great sage hacked into the Blackstone Fortress's main control system and gave direct instructions to every part of the weapon.

The cross-edge hinges of Blackstone Fortress No. 06 unfolded, and unparalleled psychic energy was extracted from the subspace.

The remaining patch of flesh on Kaul's face became ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and asked:

"Now, do you understand my wisdom?"

After the Great Sage finished speaking, an Eldar strike boat that was rapidly approaching Blackstone Fortress No. 06, intending to join forces and seize control of the fortress, was drowned in the surging psychic plume.

Chapter 333 Green-skinned Emperor

The angry 93rd Company of the Ultramarines broke into a secret room deep in the fortress with great momentum. Captain Kanrel vowed to use the power sword in his hand to chop off the metal head of this technological madman who was preventing him from supporting the Father of Genes.

But when they successfully broke through the last blockade of the Mechanicus Skitarii, the Blackstone Fortress had been fully activated, and the gushing psychic plumes destroyed the Dark Eldar warships that came to board.

This was the first Eldar ship destroyed in the entire battle.

The Great Sage Cawl calmly watched the Ultramarines 93rd Company break in, his face showing no joy or sadness. "My respected Captain, you rush in front of me waving your weapon, what do you want to do to this old man?"

Captain Kanrel didn't hesitate at all. The power sword that was pointed at the head of the Archmagos just now fell down and stabbed into the ground. The soldiers of the 93rd Ultramarines Company slid down on the spot without any psychological burden and shouted in unison, "The Archmagos is wise! The isolated and helpless Lord Guilliman begs for your help."

Call waved his appendage disapprovingly. "Well, luckily you guys are not hopelessly stupid."

The old Astartes were too pedantic, conservative, and dogmatic, unlike the Primaris Astartes who he had improved with his amazing wisdom, who were intelligent, powerful, and loyal.

With contempt for mediocre people and disdain for aliens, the arrogant Archsage began to control Blackstone Fortress No. 06 to support the Gothic fleet that was beaten to pieces by the Eldar guerrillas. Cawl frequently fired on the way, and the psychic plumes fired by the Blackstone Fortress continuously shot down the wraithbone fighters hidden in the shallow waters of the warp space. It was like a proud child showing off his newly bought toy car to his friends.

The news that the Archmagus Cawl had cracked the Eldar sorcery with his amazing wisdom quickly reached the ears of the Primarch on Macragge's Glory. Guilliman immediately ordered the matter to be passed on to all fleet commanders to boost morale. The Primarch's superhuman brain worked quickly, and with the breakthrough point provided by Cawl, Guilliman made all the arrangements and tactical plans needed to launch a counterattack in just two minutes.

The warships that had not been fatally hit quickly moved to Blackstone Fortress No. 06 to cooperate with Cawl. The captains of the warships that were too damaged to be rescued were ordered to abandon the ship and use the final explosion of the warp engine to kill the Eldar warships that had not yet withdrawn to a safe distance. Cawl himself quickly moved to the other five Blackstone Fortresses on his private warship. With the name of the Primarch, the Archmagus completely took over these ancient war machines.

The Blackrock Fortress was certainly powerful, but the Eldar warships that penetrated deep into the positions and wreaked havoc on the Gothic Fleet were mostly light fighters made of wraithbone and small, high-speed strike boats. Using the Blackrock Fortress's warp cannons to bombard these targets was like using a cannon to hit a mosquito, and would inevitably cause accidental damage to friendly ships and other surrounding Imperial facilities.

The Ultramarines heralds scattered throughout the fleet shouted, "The Primarch has ordered! Grant the Holy Archsage Belisarius Cawl of the Adeptus Mechanicus the highest authority. All matters concerning the Blackstone Fortress should be under the sole responsibility of Lord Cawl!"

The Archsage was then able to mobilize all six Blackrock Fortresses, fully loaded their shield systems, and launched a charge towards the Dark Eldar's Bone Spires.

Belisarius Cawl was personally in command of the Black Stone Fortress No. 01, the 'Eternal Will', in the lead in commanding the charge of this giant ship. However, when a large amount of battlefield data flowed through his mind, Cawl did not expect it.

When he used the waste code virus from the Golden Age to capture the last firewall in the core of Blackrock Fortress, the Haemolycod elders in the Wraith Spire Fortress also recited twisted operating instructions. In a secret chamber deep in the Blackrock Fortress's 'Eternal Will', an ancient wraith creation was lit up.

It is no wonder that the Eldar claimed that the Blackstone Fortress was the 'Amulet of the Vaal'. During the thousands of years that humans controlled the Blackstone Fortress, the Empire had never discovered that there was a webway gate in the deepest part of these black stone fortresses.

At this time, Cawl was still concentrating on coordinating the action orders of the six Blackstone Fortresses. He was unaware that a squadron of Eldar Liches had entered the fortress directly from the Webway gate. The elite liches silently wiped out the Mechanicus Crusaders guarding outside the core center, and the alien blades pointed directly at the mechanical head of the Archsage.

At this moment, suddenly, all the Imperial ships and Eldar fortresses in the fierce battle detected a short, flat and fast electromagnetic pulse.

That is a sign that the curvature of space is distorted by strong gravity, indicating that a supermassive object will enter the battlefield in a way that distorts space-time. But unlike the subspace navigation that tears the curtain, the landing point of this physical jump cannot be predicted. When you observe the space-time disorder caused by the jump, it means that the unit that caused the phenomenon has arrived.

At the same second that the battleship's sensors received the electromagnetic pulse, the giant ether worm - Jörmungandr - arrived on the battlefield.

The star-devouring beast roared in the center of the battlefield, it couldn't wait to feast on the flesh and blood of humans and the Eldar. The shadow of the Hive Mind fell over the Danak System. The light of the Astronomican could no longer reach here, and countless psykers wailed in pain.

However, it seemed that some people thought that this chaotic battlefield was not chaotic enough. Just a few minutes after the ether giant worm - Jörmungandr jumped to Danak where the battle was raging, a huge psychic energy wave spread out with the Mandeville point of the Danak system as the center.

That energy was different from the Chaos Evil Energy of the evil gods, or the light of the Emperor, and was also very different from the psychic energy of the psychics. When it emerged from the warp, the surrounding cosmic dust was stained with a violent green.

"What...what did you do?" An Ultramarines officer who was fighting with a Dark Eldar who jumped into the cabin cut off the alien's head and muttered to himself as he stared at the huge monster that emerged from Mandeville Point.

In order to monitor the safety of Mandeville Point, the Adeptus Mechanicus transformed a rocky asteroid on the outskirts of the Danak system into a huge deep space outpost. However, the 'thing' that came out of the warp at this moment was even larger than this asteroid.

It was a mechanical planet made of copper and iron. The compact rocky body was completely wrapped in rough steel structures, and was covered with densely packed giant artillery arrays with no rules or tactics. Huge arsenals, refineries, and furnaces were buried inside the planet, spewing out thick smoke every moment.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the surface of this mechanical planet. The countless mountains, gullies, and rivers formed by industrial waste together form a huge totem that can be clearly identified even from space.

A huge one: Ω

On a naval vessel closer to Mandeville Point, the commander was shocked to see through the scanning device that on the steel spire on the surface of the mechanical planet, a tall war leader with dark green skin and wearing blue power armor was holding a chainsaw sword and shouting at his green-skinned boys:

"For the Emperor!"

Chapter 334 Praise to the God of Machinery

Is there anything more humiliating for a Space Marine than to be defeated by a filthy xenomorph in front of his genetic father?

some.

That was when he and the remaining battle brothers were boarding a transport plane and preparing to abandon the ship and evacuate, a green-skinned boss in blue armor came with a large number of boys to join the gang, and used an exaggeratedly large-caliber bolt gun to blast them to pieces. The Dark Eldar on the ship forcibly rescued the strike cruiser that they had given up rescuing.

But what made the Ultramarines most ashamed was what the orc boss in blue power armor said to them in Gothic: "You are not loyal."

The standard High Gothic language with a slight Terran accent was purer than that spoken by the Ultramarines.

"What a blasphemy!" The Astartes monks, represented by Captain Kanrel of the 93rd Company of the Ultramarines, were furious.

Many of them refused to evacuate, roaring and raising their weapons, ready to go back and kill all these filthy aliens who dared to blaspheme the faith of the God-Emperor.

At the same time, the ether giant Jormungandr, which had just jumped into the battlefield, also started its actions. Countless Tyranid biological ships and virus spore clouds were spat out from the mouth of the giant insect, and headed straight for Darnak Prime, the most densely populated planet in the galaxy.

The Dark Eldar's raid destroyed the original body's strategic plan to snipe the etheric giant insects. The Gothic fleet stationed in the orbit of Darnak Prime also suffered heavy losses from the Eldar guerrilla fleet. This created an excellent opportunity for the invasion of the insect swarm. With perfect opportunity, the Tyranid's ravenous tentacles effortlessly penetrated the atmosphere of Darnak Prime.

The Great Devourer is indifferent to the grudges between Eldar, humans, and greenskins, he just knows how to eat.

The Danak system is now in chaos. Archmagos Cawl and the Blackstone Fortress he controls are being held back by another ancient relic activated by a Haemonculus elder. Guilliman's army has to resist the harassment of Eldar fighters and the massive invasion of Zerg at the same time, while also being on guard against the blasphemous greenskins who shout the name of the Emperor.

This group of greenskins wearing blue armor wielding chainswords and power axes, claiming to be Ultramarines who believe in the Emperor, they constantly chop off the heads of Eldar warriors and Tyranid warbeasts as blood sacrifices to the God-Emperor, holding bloody sacrificial ceremonies one after another in space. But unlike the cult rituals of Chaos believers summoning demons, the greenskins use alien blood to smear the sacred Imperial double-headed eagle and abstract patterns representing the Human Emperor and the Golden Throne on the deck of the spacecraft and the ground of the battle moon.

The progress of the war was slowly pulled and advanced in chaos.

After witnessing the battle between the greenskins and the Eldar, some subtle changes occurred in the mentality of some imperial warship commanders.

"Obviously, the orcs and we are using the same conventional weapons based on the same principles. Even their guns and torpedoes are crude products pieced together from scrap metal discarded by the Empire. But why?!" A cruiser captain pointed at the holographic projector in front of him with gritted teeth.

The image displayed on the projector was a scene of an Orc garbage ship using a macro cannon to directly destroy an Eldar raider craft protected by the Void Veil.

Unable to understand this scene, the battleship commander asked the stationed priest of the Adeptus Mechanicus: "Why is it that the same weapon is invincible in the hands of the greenskins, but has many limitations in the hands of the loyal soldiers of the empire?"

The garrison priest was silent for a moment: "It must be because our prayers were not pious enough, which caused the machine spirit to be displeased, and the sacred machine did not perform as well as it should."

Having said that, the technical priest turned and left, preparing to perform the ceremony to appease the machine spirit again.

The cruiser commander looked on doubtfully as the Mechanicus priest turned and left, leading a group of technician apprentices to light incense burners, and chanted binary codes for each gun barrel, smeared holy oil... and performed a dance to perform rituals.

After a round of ceremony, when the friendly ships nearby were once again harassed by several Eldar fighters, the cruiser commander half-doubtedly ordered the activation of the Nova Cannon on the bow, launching an attack on the Wraithbone fighters at a very close range.

The Nova Cannon is one of the most powerful weapons carried by Imperial warships. Its gravity turbine can accelerate the fired shells to close to the speed of light. Even the agile Wraithbone fighter cannot dodge such an attack speed.

I saw the blazing plasma shells spinning at high speed and shooting out from the bow, crashing into the Wraithbone Fighter flying in the potential curtain in a hard straight line. Just when the commander thought that this attack would fail again due to the influence of the Void Veil, the fuselage of the Wraithbone Fighter suddenly exploded, and crystallized fragments flew everywhere. The pilot in the cockpit was instantly vaporized into ashes by the huge power of the Nova Cannon.

The shell penetrated the veil of void and directly attacked the body of the Wraithbone fighter.

"Ring the big bar! Praise the God of All Things!" The priest on board waved the skull incense burner in his hand and chanted the sacred binary code loudly.

The cruiser commander hesitated for a moment and asked the assistant adjutant beside him: "Does the Mechanicus sell the skull incense burner used by the priest to appease the machine spirit?"

In the past, he had always been critical of the Adeptus Mechanicus' claim that the Emperor was the Ohm Messiah, the incarnation of the God of Machines, but now he felt that this statement was very reasonable, and he was eager to learn more about the Emperor. Another image.

After several hours of fighting, the star gate of the Danak system finally lit up with a faint green glow. The huge Queen of Glory-class battleship 'Unyielding Truth' sailed out of the star gate with a whole fleet of destroyers, bringing the support of the Dark Angels to Ultramar.

But the first thing Guilliman felt when he saw the Dark Angels coming to help was not a surprise, but a headache.

After a brief exchange of information, the Dark Angels' reinforcements quickly entered the battle against the Tyranids, and the Indomitable Truth approached the Ultramarines' flagship, Macragge's Glory.

Lion El'Jonson, wearing the Apostle Zero Armor, teleported directly to the command post in the belly of the Glory of Macragge through the teleportation beacon between two Glorious Queen-class battleships. He dismissed his Primarch Guards and asked to talk to his brother Guilliman alone.

And Guilliman already knew what he wanted to talk about.

"Ten thousand years ago, it was the incomprehension between the legions and the suspicion between the brothers that caused this suspicion and contradiction to be exploited by people with malicious intentions and twisted it into hatred, causing the rebellion. - I am determined to put an end to this.”

Lion took off his helmet, walked into Guilliman's command post, and said: "So I will no longer let myself be dominated by doubt and anger, and let the brothers miss the opportunity to understand each other. I don't want to see siblings killing each other anymore. "

As he spoke, Lion pointed his finger at the video playing in front of Guilliman. The protagonist of the picture was a green-skinned war boss wearing a blue power armor with the Ω emblem, shouting "Blood sacrifice to the God-Emperor! Skull sacrifice to the Golden Throne!" while fighting a desperate battle with the Zerg war beast.

"If it were ten thousand years ago, I would have put the sword on your neck." Ryan continued: "Tell me, Robert, what is going on. I need your explanation."

Guilliman's eyebrows twitched slightly and his fists clenched: "Believe me, Lion, I want an explanation more than you do."

Chapter 335 The Dark King

Of course, Guilliman couldn't answer Lion's question, nor could he explain the greenskin's blasphemous behavior, because he himself was confused now.

In all the long years since the days of the Great Crusade, Guilliman had never encountered anything so abstract.

Although the empire is now corrupt and decadent, and humans are now superstitious and ignorant, billions of people suffer pain and torture in day-to-day hard work. They can only desperately worship and pray to the corrupt god sitting on the golden throne, begging for salvation from the Lord of Mankind.

...But who could have imagined that one day a group of noisy green guys would suddenly squeeze in among the fanatical crowd kowtowing to the emperor.

Especially this group of greenskins, they slapped their heads and bared their teeth and said: I think I worship the God-Emperor more than you do.

This is enough to make any state religion believer angry, and it is also enough to cause some 'rumors' to appear in the imperial army, which is not a monolithic army:

"It was a sunny night, Lord Guilliman was drunk. The drunken Primarch was walking on the battlefield and met a female greenskin who was in the same mood..."

On the orbital defense platform of Darnak Prime, several Ultramarines regiment servants were counting and transporting equipment and medical supplies sent to the ground front line.

Chapter servants are generally served by mortals who were unsuccessful in the selection of Astartes recruits. Their regular work is to maintain power armor, maintain equipment, transport ammunition and other logistical tasks for the Space Marines, but they can also take up arms when necessary. On the battlefield, even if they cannot become Astartes, their overall quality can be said to be the best among mortals.

But even decent Septons Astartes cannot completely abandon mundane emotions and tastes, let alone the Chapter servants who have not been genetically modified. Chatting about the gossips of big shots after work is one of the few serious entertainments these mortals have.

Except Dark Angel.

Lord Guilliman held the Emperor's sword tightly and drove straight in, killing the female greenskin and making her throw away her armor and weapons, with tears streaming down her face... She kept crying for mercy, but how could the loyal Primarch of the God-Emperor be soft on the aliens? The cry for mercy would only make him move faster..."

A one-eyed servant in a linen robe was telling his colleagues about the fierce battle that night in great detail, as if he was there cheering for the Primarch.

They were all engaged in the conversation, enthusiastically discussing the moves and body positions used by the Primarch at the time, without noticing that three tall figures wearing hoods, holding ceremonial staffs and wearing dark green power armor had quietly stood behind them.

"Stop your blasphemous behavior, heretic." The Dark Angels' interrogation priest held the chapter code hanging on his waist with one hand, and pointed the ceremonial staff with the sacred Imperial Sky Eagle embedded at the end at the heads of several servants: "You will pay the price for your disrespect for the Emperor."

Suddenly, the faces of several battle group servants turned pale. Only the one-eyed man in linen robes had a faint smile on his lips.

Afterwards, they were all interrogated individually by the Primarch.

Although there was little hope, Guilliman did smell some well-designed conspiracies from these bizarre rumors. He hoped to find some clues about the truth by tracing the spread of these rumors with different versions among the Imperial Army. .

——The differences between different versions of the rumors mainly focus on the techniques used by Guilliman during the battle and the length of the fierce battle with the greenskins. Some say eight days and eight nights, while others say eight minutes and eight seconds.

This was all the information Guilliman got after interrogating more than a dozen people who spread rumors. It had almost no practical significance other than making the anger in his chest burn even more.

After sorting out the confession, Guilliman quickly walked into the next interrogation room. "This is the last one. No matter what the result is, the investigation can only be temporarily suspended."