Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

"Why are you attacking us? We have been living in this small universe, leading our own lives peacefully. We have never had any conflicts with anyone. Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Russell was even happier when he saw the confused and innocent look of the humanoid creature in the projection. So he answered the other party's question seriously: "We are indeed from outside the universe, from a more vast galaxy. We built the L-gate to travel back and forth between the two universes.

As for why we are attacking you... this is because there are some changes in the universe outside, and my race is about to suffer a catastrophe. I am confident in facing this disaster, but it is always good to prepare an escape route in advance. And your universe, this miniature galaxy, is my retreat. "

Russell paused and continued: "You didn't do anything wrong, and you didn't offend me. It's just that we, who have nowhere to go, are trying to rob you of your living space."

After Gray Wind translated Russell's words, the spokesperson of Swalk Hub hesitated for a moment, and then had a discussion with other tribesmen around him. During the discussion, the solemn look on his face gradually disappeared.

Finally, he returned to the communication with a smile and said to Russell: "We sympathize with the disaster you have suffered! After discussion, we agreed that we can accept you, and our two races can live together in this safe place created by our ancestors. In our small universe, there are enough resources and space for the two races to share..."

"You seem to have some misunderstandings about the current situation." Russell interrupted him: "We are not here to coexist with you, and we have no reason to coexist. We cannot tolerate any intelligent race other than ourselves living with us. The same universe.”

"Give up your illusions, kid. I'm here to kill you all, that's all."

How come something that talks, is not a human thing, and you deserve to breathe?

Chapter 365 Unintentional and intentional

Russell's indifferent words shattered all the remaining illusions of the residents of Swalk Hub, and the gears of war rumbled, crushing some things called kindness and conscience into slag.

"In ancient Terra, there was an anthropologist who was shocked by the cruelty of war. He founded a charity organization with a red cross as its symbol in a place called 'Geneva'. The organization was created out of humanitarianism and brought together countries around the world in the name of morality. Over decades or even hundreds of years, a series of treaties and regulations were negotiated and signed.

These treaties delimited the scale of killing and pointed out the norms of war. The treaty stipulates: Wounded soldiers must be treated regardless of whether they are friendly or enemy; neutral personnel such as journalists and doctors should be protected; prisoners of war should be properly treated; inhumane weapons of extermination should be banned; and military operations should avoid accidentally injuring civilians..."

"These treaties, either concise or complex, are all signed for one purpose. They are trying to tie a shackle called 'humanity' to war, the most cruel and barbaric act of violence in human history."

Russell sighed softly, walked to the porthole, and stretched out his hand toward the prosperous planet covered with steel jungle outside the window.

He said: "However, the reason why war is called war is because it is inhumane."

Under the protection of the cruiser escort formation, the iron-gray Colossus Ring of Destruction arrived on the orbit of the Swalk hub, anchored itself in the outer orbit of the ring base, and rotated synchronously with the rotation of the planet.

The gun hanging from the dome can be released at any time, the colossus weapon; the nano-disaster is ready to strike.

Russell came directly to the outside of the cabin without wearing any protective equipment. The arc of psychic energy leaping from his fingertips tore a temporary hole in the planetary shield covering the Swok Hub. Taking advantage of the few seconds before the crack healed itself, he jumped down and rushed directly into the atmosphere of the urban planet.

Two minutes later, the planetary shield generator at the south pole of the planet overloaded and short-circuited.

With a gray light falling like an ocean, Russell looked up at the sky in the paralyzed Antarctic Energy Center. Countless nanorobots fell like a heavy snow. Each snowflake was an independent individual, and each ice crystal was a deadly weapon. The ocean of nanomachines flooded the steel jungle, and the Swark Hub ushered in its destruction.

Standing in the ocean of nanomachines, Russell felt nothing in his heart as he watched the 80 billion organic people and 200 billion synthetic people on the planet die in large numbers from the infection of the nano-epidemic.

There are many types of war, and the one he was fighting was the most barbaric one.

"This is not a battle for survival between two races fighting for space and resources, nor is it a battle for truth between advocates of two ideas to prove the correctness of their ideas... The word 'inhuman' is the word for our murderous atrocities. All the reasons.”

Russell has always been the most extreme racial mysophobia, even more extreme than the Emperor of Mankind himself.

After capturing the Swalk Hub, the fleet of the Human Federation continued to move deeper into the central star cluster. Their footsteps would not stop until all the native creatures in the miniature galaxy were killed.

During this period, Falla received frequent messages from the Ultramar and Kerenna sectors. Robert Guilliman, the Lord of War, and Llane El'Jonson, the primarch of the Dark Angels, both tried to request cooperation with the Bullet Star. They met directly, but Russell, who was leading the battle in the miniature galaxy, was not in the mood or had time to meet them.

To Russell, he simply did not have the time to receive others, but with his status, even the most ordinary and small actions would be interpreted by those who were interested with deep and obscure meanings.

So what would Robert Guilliman, one of the top intellectuals in the human empire, interpret from this rejection?

At this time, Guilliman was staying on Konor, the temporary capital of the Ultramar star field, to direct and deal with the post-war finishing work, the disruption of the subspace route, the rumors spreading in Ultramar, and the threatened revenge of the Dark Eldar. ...The corrosive situation in the galaxy made him anxious, and the Star Finger's refusal to meet with him further tightened the strings on Guilliman's already tense mentality.

"Why would the Star-Ballist refuse to meet with me?" Guilliman sat in the empty office, a bright red helmet with two long curved horns placed next to a pile of documents on his desk.

——Since killing the ether giant and officially ascending the throne of the 'Lord of War', Guilliman can now freely control this helmet and the authority it represents.

"According to reliable information, it was Magnus who put on this helmet of domination for me and used the godhead of the Lord of War to wake me up from ten thousand years of slumber. This broken godhead is suspected to be the star bomber. Snatched from the blood god Khorne."

"The Dark Angel priest stationed in the Eye of Terror said that Magnus has recently been active in the Unbreakable Defense Line as the 'Emissary of the Star Bomber'. It may have betrayed Tzeentch and defected to the Star Bomber."

"That is to say, awakening me was actually the Star Destroyer's plan from the beginning, and Magnus was just the executor of the plan. He weakened Khorne, gave Llane the Baptist armor, and then sent me He was promoted to the throne of the King of War. In addition, there is reliable information that it was the Starbuster and the Emperor who killed Nurgle..."

Guilliman thought for a while and came to his own conclusion:

"The stance of the Star Destroyer is in favor of the Empire, or at least in favor of humanity."

Otherwise he would not have funded the Emperor's prophetess Alexei's crusade to spread the Fire to Terra.

Then the question comes again: "Since the star bomber is on our side, why is he using the obviously perfunctory excuse of 'no time' to refuse my request to meet?"

What is Star-Bomber hinting at?

"Did I accidentally do something to anger him?" Guilliman was a little confused. He had been lying dead on Macragge for the past ten thousand years, and when he woke up, his hometown had been eaten by bugs. How could he have offended the Star-Ballist?

Guilliman picked up a document from his desk, which showed a surveillance report on thousands of advanced warships parked in the Parmenio system by the 'Federation Puppet Regime'.

According to the report of his Chapter Master, the ether giant Jörmungandr that Archmagos Kaul used the Blackstone Fortress to kill in the Darnak system was actually the second giant bug to invade Ultramar. The first ——That is, the giant insect that swallowed Parmenio was named 'Behemoth'. It was killed by the fleet of the star bombers.

After killing the ether giant Behemoth, the fleet of the Human Federation did not withdraw to Falla, but stayed in the Parmenio system. The reason they gave at that time was that there would be more Hive Fleets in the future. Invading the galaxy from Ultramar, they have to stay here to prepare for a new round of zerg invasion.

But now that even the ether giant Jormungandr has been killed, this fleet has not even moved.

"How could that be?" Guilliman wondered, and began to query the servo-skull that Cawl had customized for him for the information at that time.

When the second ether giant Jormungandr invaded Ultramar and devoured Macragge, the home planet of the Ultramarines, why did the Human Federation's fleet stationed in Parmenio not move?

Chapter 366 Unreasonable

After consulting the files at the time, Guilliman learned.

When the ether giant Jormungandr first appeared in the Ultramar star field, and as it pounced on Macragge, the Chief Secretary of the Order of Truth took the initiative to ask the Macragge government about them. Do you need your own help?

However, the then Grand Admiral of Ultramar, Wagner Ebolon Civitas, sternly rejected Grey Wind's attempt to help, and scolded her in the communication channel. The previous Ultramarines Chapter Master, Harding, tried to seek help from the Truth Adeptus privately, but was also criticized by the political faction led by Grand Admiral Wagner as weak.

At that time, Marshal Wagner delivered a highly worded pre-war mobilization speech on Macragge's public broadcasting channel. He passionately declared that if the warriors of Ultramar had to rely on the power of the federal pseudo-regime to protect Macragge, then what qualifications would they have to return to the Golden Throne to meet the Emperor of Mankind?

Then everyone's fighting spirit was ignited. In order to prove that their strength and awareness were enough to protect the hometown of the Father of Genes, the Ultramarines fought with the Aether Worms until the last moment. All the members of the entire regiment died in the battle except for a squad of new recruits who evacuated to Connor Star with the body of the Primarch.

The former captain, Harding, who was criticized as a coward by Wagner's political faction for trying to seek help from the pseudo-Federation regime, was killed by a worm while trying to cover the departure of the transport plane carrying Guilliman's body. To this day, not even a piece of his power armor has been found.

However, Marshal Wagner himself is still alive. He even participated in the battle to annihilate the ether giant worms in the Danak galaxy and made considerable military achievements.

Guilliman's eyebrows twitched slightly, and hideous blue veins climbed up his forehead.

If possible, Guilliman would like to call Marshal Wagner to his office and give him an Extreme Explosive Punch on the head, but reason told him that he couldn't do that, he couldn't do that...

Although Wagner's ideas are pedantic and he holds strong hostility towards the Adeptus Veritas and the Star-Bomber himself, his personal abilities and loyalty to the Empire are undoubtedly strong. As a naval marshal, he made outstanding contributions in the battles against the Zerg and the Eldar in the Danak system battlefield. Every broad tactical goal issued by Guilliman was achieved by him in a tough and efficient manner. The Eldar corpses and Tyranid bio-ships floating in the rubble are his glorious military exploits.

"Why can't you be a little incompetent, or even a little mediocre?" Looking at the dazzling array of medals of honor on Marshal Wagner's chest, Guilliman gritted his teeth.

If Wagner was an incompetent general who only knew how to talk big, Guilliman would have been able to wipe him out without a doubt with the authority of the Primarch, but this guy was a damn good fighter and had a lot of outstanding military achievements.

"The Star-Ballist's reluctance to see Lion and me should be a hint of this. He needs me to kill those political factions within the Empire, represented by Marshal Wagner, that are hostile to his Human Federation, in order to show my sincerity in cooperation." Guilliman thought he finally saw through the Star-Ballist's hint.

He sighed in distress, put on the Helmet of Domination, and walked out of his office while thinking about how to minimize the adverse political impact of killing the meritorious Marshal Wagner.

"Where is Belisarius Cawl?" Guilliman asked the veteran swordsman of the Honor Guard guarding the door.

The veteran sword guard bowed slightly and replied: "The Great Sage is currently studying the corpse of the ether giant worm in the Darnak galaxy. He boasted in public, claiming that he could unlock the reason why the ether giant worm can make super-light jumps with its physical body. It’s a secret. Since there are previous deeds of breaking through the core firewall of Blackstone Fortress, many people are looking forward to the great sage’s boast.”

...It’s really Kaur’s style.

Guilliman knew that the 13 Valkyrie-class flagships of the Terran Expedition Fleet all used warp navigation powered by biological engines. It was a kind of super-light travel in the physical universe that did not rely on subspace like the L-Stargate. Way. For many years, the biological magi of the Adeptus Mechanicus have never given up on researching and deciphering the biological warp drive, but they have not made any progress until today.

Technology is not a rigid knowledge with a solution to a problem, but a product that makes civilization extraordinary. The sages of the Adeptus Mechanicus simply cannot understand the principle of warp drive. It is too complicated for them.

The biological jump engine of the Ether Giant Worm and the warp engine carried by the Valkyrie are obviously two completely different directions. Can the research of the Great Sage Cawl really make any progress?

Guilliman trusted Caul, but he had reservations about the matter.

After confirming the Archmagos' movements, Guilliman secretly summoned a high-ranking Inquisitor of the Inquisition in private.

This judge is a middle-aged man with a cold face. He has curly brown hair, a hooked nose, and deep blue eyes like a pair of clear sapphires. One look at him makes people involuntarily wary.

Unlike Russell, Guilliman would not do anything casually. The original body's decision had its own considerations. The inquisitor who was summoned was from Macragge and could be said to be his hometown.

Like all living Macragges, Inquisitor Favonis Artura Osiris holds a grudge against Marshal Wagner, who was responsible for the destruction of his homeworld by the Zerg.

Inquisitor Favonis had deep dark circles under his pale face. He sat on the sofa opposite Guilliman in a double-breasted frock coat of traditional Macragge style, looking directly into the Primarch's eyes without fear. "Lord Guilliman, what is the important matter that you suddenly summoned me for?"

If it's just a matter of chatting, then forget it. He's been busy dealing with those Dark Eldar captives lately...

As a radical among the radical faction of the Inquisition, Inquisitor Favonius's methods against aliens are so extreme that even the Haemonculi would call them too cruel.

"I know that you are from the traditional nobility of Macragge, Inquisitor Favonis, and your bloodline is quite close to the Sivitas family. Even some scattered genealogies indicate that... Marshal Wagner of the Ultramar Navy is actually your cousin." Guilliman said, "But the relationship between you brothers is not very good."

Inquisitor Favonis's pale face was expressionless. He was not surprised that the original body could find out the details of his family background. After all, he was the original body, the son of the emperor's god. It would be strange if he couldn't.

"Will the Primarch also use such a despicable trick of taking advantage of the conflict between brothers?" Favonis suddenly smiled and said, "But your judgment is correct. I hate my cousin to the core, so - what do you want to know?"

Guilliman didn't beat around the bush. "I need a mountain of evidence to bring down Marshal Wagner."

There is no clean noble in the empire. Anyone who is interested can find out something that can be called blasphemy. It all depends on whether the Inquisition takes it seriously or not.

To put it more seriously, if a mortal couple changed positions at night, they would be classified as Slaanesh elements and be shot immediately. To put it more lightly, no one would care if the imperial nobles took pleasure in killing civilians every day. Of course, just a routine operation like killing civilians for fun cannot bring down a powerful military noble with outstanding military achievements.

Guilliman needs a bigger bargaining chip.

"I'm sorry. Although my cousin is sour and pedantic, and his style is the traditional bad example of an imperial noble, his loyalty to the Emperor is unswerving. What you want is evidence of heresy that can punish him with death. …That’s really not the case.”

When the conversation changed, Judge Favonis suddenly showed a sinister smile: "Although there is no such thing, there can be one."

Chapter 367 Science Hub

The next day, following a servant's tip-off, the Inquisition found a forged golden throne and a fake True One armor in the basement of the private residence of Grand Admiral Wagner Ebolon Civitas of Ultramar.

Marshal Wagner was already dead when he was found. The eight bullet holes on the back of his body were considered by the 'Order of the Holy Hammer', which specializes in dealing with chaos threats in the Hall of Inquisition, to be strong evidence that he privately believed in the evil god Khorne.

The marshal's body was later professionally identified by high-ranking inquisitor Favonis as a suicide due to fear of crime.

After Wagner committed suicide, the political faction headed by him was also purged. Its representative figure was the conservative mechanical sage Trevens, who once declared the 13th Expeditionary Fleet to be traitors and tried his best to prevent the construction of the L-Stargate network in the Ultramar star field.

Trevens was accused of not having a firm belief in the God of Machines. The Inquisition suspected that he had some unclear relationship with the electronic evil god "Clay Artist" believed in by the Antax Forge World that betrayed the Empire.

There are so many kinds. Under Guilliman's thunderous hand, there was soon only one voice left in the Ultramar Star Territory.

This bloody purge once again set off a great disturbance in the already unstable political arena of Ultramar, and many people with a keen sense of smell smelled something unusual from Guilliman's operation. Most of the officials who were purged seemed to have something in common that could not be stated clearly... The Primarch seemed to be interested in getting close to the Star-Ballers and the Human Federation.

When the news of Marshal Wagner's death was finally sent to the front line in the miniature galaxy by the logistics department of the Truth Order due to Guilliman's repeated requests and reached the ears of the Star Bullet, Russell's reaction was:

"Who is Wagner?"

Grey Wind searched his memory and said, "It seems to be the commander of the Ultramar Navy Fleet. I have dealt with him before... Oh, I remember that when the second Aether Worm invaded Ultramar, I asked Macragge if he needed support, but he scolded me."

"That's it, then it's good to die."