Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

Gray Wind clapped his hands and suddenly realized: "This is what Infinite Divine Machine understands as 'infinity'!"

Russell nodded with a smile, his smile was a little awkward. To be honest, he didn't really understand what the Schwarzschild solution was... But that didn't stop him from touching Gray Wind's face and saying that my Gray Wind was the best. As long as Gray Wind was happy, that was all.

Then, Huifeng raised his head with some excitement, his eyes fixed on the black suspended sphere with a diameter of about 33 meters in front of him. It was the data core of the scientific hub.

"The information we have is enough to prove that the scientists of Warring Party C have conducted research on the Infinite Divine Machine. They may have understood 'infinity' to a certain extent. This is why Warring Party C, who was trapped on the mother planet by the Angel of Peace, was able to create a miniature galaxy..." Gray Wind suddenly came to his senses, grabbed Russell's hand, and said excitedly: "Marshal! This scientific hub is very important! This database stores the research data of Warring Party C on the theory of infinity! As long as we can understand this data, we can completely replicate the miracle of the miniature galaxy!"

"No, more than that... the miniature galaxy is just a defective product made by a group of prisoners trapped on the home planet with limited resources. If we have the same technical level, we can use a stable one with enough size. If a giant black hole serves as an anchor, we can even create a complete new universe! That is something that a god named Primeval Power can do... Yes, as long as we can understand 'infinity', Primeval Power is nothing but us. It’s just a carving knife in your hand used to carve out a brave new world.”

All the results obtained by invading the miniature galaxy for a long time, including livable planets, industrial facilities, mineral resources... everything, are not as precious as the line of data stored in the scientific hub in front of them.

The database of the warring party C records the secrets of the beginning of creation, which is the infinity of the infinite divine machine and the original driving force that unifies all basic forces.

"You are right, but do we have a way to crack the firewall left by the scientists at war with Party C?" Russell poured a glass of cold water on the overheated Gray Feng Xiaoxiao.

"Not in the short term, but this database must be controlled in our hands no matter what!" Gray Wind said firmly.

"That's true." Russell agreed.

Then he whispered an order, ordering the 666-man Banshee squad to kill all the survivors in the four pairs of research auxiliary wings of this scientific hub. The federal navy fleet in space also increased its offensive efforts, even at the expense of much higher than expected. Casualties must also bring this vital galaxy under the control of the Federation as soon as possible.

The invasion of the miniature galaxy will continue. What if it doesn't continue?

Russell can understand Gray Feng's excitement, and understand that infinity can bring a sublimation of life to Gestalt machines like her. The miracle of creating the universe is a symbol of the final completion of a civilization's evolution... But that is too far, but Said to be far away.

The ambition to create a new universe and become a god-level civilization is too far away, and the malicious original power of this universe is about to awaken.

No matter what the purpose is, completely capturing the miniature galaxy is the most urgent thing for Russell.

Chapter 372 Organic Dyson Sphere

In the silent sky in the northeast of the Ultramarine, there is an ancient Necron dynasty, the Oruska Dynasty, sleeping quietly.

It might be inappropriate to say that they are sleeping. In fact, there have been individuals in the Oruska Dynasty who have remained awake for tens of millions of years. They are the tomb technicians responsible for maintaining and guarding the artifact "Brilliant Star Map".

The Brilliant Star Map is an ancient artifact, forged by Oruska's craftsmen long before the War in Heaven.

As the name suggests, this is a real-time star map that covers the status and position of every star in the Milky Way, but it is more than just a star map. This huge and complex facility has a strong connection with the Milky Way itself through some unknown technological means. Each light point represents a star. When the tomb technician takes action on a light point shown on the star map, the corresponding star in the real universe will actually be affected accordingly.

The tomb technicians of the Oruska Dynasty can even erase a point of light on the bright star map, causing a star in the physical universe to extinguish prematurely.

Because this artifact is so powerful and so precious, the Oruska Dynasty has been guarding it for thousands of years, just like a red dragon guarding a treasure. Such days are boring but satisfying... until "recent years".

The Necron's concept of time is different from that of humans. Their recent years may refer to the last tens of thousands or hundreds of years.

"From the beginning of the 39th year of the 799th millennium to the present, everything that has happened in the galaxy has reached a point where the Oruska Dynasty cannot ignore it no matter what."

Therefore, one day in the 40th millennium, the King of the Oruska Dynasty, 'Hakmefit', personally issued an order: to activate the Brilliant Star Chart and restore the Necron's dominance over the galaxy.

The Oruska Dynasty held a grand awakening ceremony on their crown world, Thanatos. Skilled tomb technicians dressed in gorgeous clothes climbed onto the magnificent altar to awaken the creations of the ancient times and projected a brilliant star map covering the entire galaxy in front of the Emperor.

Huck Mephit noticed something was wrong with the star map at a glance—it was incomplete.

At the far eastern end of the Milky Way, a long star belt marked as the Far Eastern Frontier appeared a large area of ​​lightless black space.

"The human named Star-Bombard is extremely warlike. In order to build war fleets, the humans under his command have drained stars one after another, leaving a deep black spot on the brilliant star map that can never be erased." The tomb technician respectfully reported to Emperor Hakemefit: "In the past two years, this blackboard has a tendency to spread southward."

As he spoke, Hackmefit's gaze shifted to the southern part of the Far East star region.

The huge fleets that covered the network in the past completely drained all the starlight from the industrially developed northern star belt of the Far Eastern Star Territory. Therefore, when these fleets were recalled and engaged in the war to conquer the miniature galaxy, the never-ending industrial machinery of the Order of Truth expanded. It opened its insatiable mouth and began to eat the unexplored southern star belt.

Then the darkness of the northern star belt began to spread to the south, and the stars were extinguished one by one.

"Huh?" A faint light flickered in the eyes of Pharaoh Hakmefit. Just as the tomb technician reported the situation to it, another light spot on the bright star map went out.

The extinguished light point is located in the southern star belt of the Far Eastern Starfield. This is caused by humans.

"Even the war in heaven on a galactic scale back then never drained the stars so unscrupulously. What on earth are these humans doing?" Hackmefit's voice was sullen.

The Necron Minister had no choice but to truthfully report to the King of France that the Star Bomber threatened to exterminate the entire Necron race.

Hearing this, Hakemefit was furious. "How dare a mere human, a tiny thing like a bug, speak so arrogantly... It seems that we Necrons have been sleeping for too long, making these ants forget who is the real overlord of the Milky Way!"

"Pass on my order! Activate the Brilliant Star Chart and let the Star Shooters see the power of the Death-Fearers!"

Hakemefit slammed the table in anger. In fact, it was a conservative among the undead, and had always maintained a cautious and restrained attitude towards the use of the Brilliant Star Map.

The Oruska Dynasty believes that excessive use of the power of this level of artifact will eventually cause irreversible negative effects on the galaxy. However, as of now, nearly half of the stars in the Far Eastern Starfield have been mined by the Order of Truth, and the star bombers have returned. Threatening to exterminate the Necron race, even the good old Pharaoh Hakmefit couldn't help but get angry.

Under the operation of the tomb technician, the Brilliant Star Map soon switched from the 'read-only' mode to the 'edit' mode.

Hackmefit zoomed in on the Far Eastern star field. In that lightless darkness that had been mined out by the Order of Truth, there were still a few inconspicuous spots of light scattered around. Those were the few colonized galaxies of the Human Federation.

The perspective continued to move eastward, and finally, Hakmefit's sight stopped at the Falla Galaxy, the capital of the Human Federation.

An index finger made of living metal gently stretched out, and the fingertips of the Necromancer King Hakmefit fell on the star light spot representing 'Faya'.

"Let's use the demise of your so-called 'capital' as a pre-dinner dessert for me, the Necrontyr clan, to return to the throne of the overlord of the galaxy." Huck Mephit's thumb and index finger formed a pair of pincers, sandwiching Faya in the middle. With a little force, this bright star in its prime will be extinguished and exploded.

But suddenly, before Hakmefit could exert any force, Faya went out.

Falla extinguished itself.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's going on?" The Tomb Technician below stared blankly at his Hierophant, and the Hierophant also stared blankly at it: "I, I haven't exerted any influence on Faya's star yet, it... how come it extinguished itself?"

Looking at Faya who had lost all her light, Hakemefit felt as if he had punched cotton. Before he could even use any strength, his opponent fell down on his own.

"Have humans become so crazy and insane that they are willing to kill everyone on their own home planet?" Hakemefit felt a chill in his heart. He couldn't imagine what kind of evil race would commit such a crime that would wipe out their entire family line.

But as soon as his eyes changed, Huck Mefit suddenly discovered something strange.

That is, the extinct Falla is still classified as a delta star on the brilliant star map - normal stars die, and after experiencing a supernova explosion and a giant star stage, they either become dwarf stars, or with a small probability become neutron stars, or simply collapse into black holes - but Falla did not. After its extinction, Falla still maintained its original star classification without any change.

This shows that Falla is not actually extinguished, it just stops shining.

Hakemefit zoomed in on the star representing Faya with doubt, and saw on the brilliant star map that the entire surface of this star that had lost its light was completely covered with a layer of unknown organic matter similar to the "roots" of plants.

This layer of organic matter spherical membrane that looks like plant roots imprisons Falla in it, greedily swallowing all the light and heat emitted by the star without letting go of even a trace. But unlike the Dyson sphere used to generate electricity, this alternative 'organic Dyson sphere 'What the imprisoned star needs to produce should be something else.

"It seems that I have to go to the Far East Star Region myself." The Pope of the Oruska Dynasty, Hakemefit, stared at the organic Dyson sphere in his hand and made a decision.

Chapter 373 Bioartist

In the silent space, the vast chitinous shell stretches as far as the eye can see, wrapping the boundless continent of flesh and blood supported by the spirit bone structure beneath the feet. The blood vessels that transport nutrients and the neural network connective tissue that coordinates the lighting of each area are buried deep in the wriggling tentacles and muscle fibers, like the dense root network of a towering tree.

But the difference is that the crown of this giant spherical tree is 'inside', while the roots are 'outside'.

The structure of an organic Dyson sphere is basically the same as that of a conventional power-generating Dyson sphere. Both are hollow spheres that wrap around a star. The only difference is that the inner wall of the Dyson sphere is covered with solar panels and energy transmission devices for absorbing stellar spectral radiation, while the inner wall of the organic Dyson sphere is covered with layers of emerald green, red and blue leaves, which absorb the light and heat of the star through photosynthesis and synthesize carbon-containing substances and various compounds required for the reproduction of organic life.

"Using the stellar-scale photosynthesis of the organic Dyson sphere, I can produce Zerg bio-ships at a speed that is completely comparable to a giant dock running at full speed." Koroni Ai sat in the bud cavity of a biological mothership with her legs crossed, looking at the newly completed organic Dyson sphere with great satisfaction. The feeling of joy climbed onto the beautiful face that the Zerg mother had spent a lot of time and effort to carefully carve, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of charm.

"And unlike giant shipyards that rely on a large supply of minerals and raw materials, the process of producing insect swarm biological ships from organic Dyson spheres is completely self-sufficient, and there is no need to ask for any material from the outside world." Koroniai held his cheeks with both hands, thinking wildly: "This This is the most extreme use of stellar energy... I don’t know how the master should reward me? How should I reward me?"

In another bud cavity of the biological mothership, a young man in a white research suit stared at the project report in his hand expressionlessly, nodded slightly, and signed his name at the end of the report: Joshua, Director of the Biological Department of the Order of Truth.

Over the years, Joshua has been leading the researchers of the entire Biological Department under Russell's orders to assist Coronia in the development of the "new human" project. It cannot be said that there has been no progress, but it is still far from Russell's original requirements. His requirements are too high, even more outrageous than the difficulty of the Emperor creating the Primarch.

Although the original goal of creating a new human race was not achieved, there were some unexpected gains.

The 'organic Dyson ball' in front of him is Joshua's unexpected harvest.

Koroniai spent a lot of energy on improving the energy utilization efficiency of organic organisms. Under heavy pressure, researchers in the Department of Biology had to use an exhaustive method to try all the possibilities in organic life. The form of energy conversion achieved within the body has resulted in the creation of an organic Dyson sphere that can perfectly utilize stellar radiation in a flesh-and-blood body.

This strange thing directly transformed Koroniai's insect swarm from ship-based nomads to Henderson-based farmers.

Now its insect swarm does not need to devour the biomass of other organisms. It can fill its stomach and multiply itself by simply relying on the organic Dyson sphere to bask in the sun. Koroniai is very happy.

"Although it still fails to meet the leader's requirements for creating a new human being, this organic Dyson sphere can be regarded as a new exploration on the road of 'what is a more efficient form of energy utilization'." Joshua put away the project report and relaxed Take a breath.

The main business has not been completed, but at least I have a side business that can help prove that I am not a mediocre person waiting to die.

Looking at the organic Dyson sphere beating like a heart, Joshua thought further: "From this perspective, our engineering department and soldiers seem to have taken the wrong path before. Using alloys to build warships and cannons is too expensive and too inefficient. Biotechnology is the truly cheap and efficient way of war..."

At the same time, in the central rotunda of a 'Tomb' mothership, the King of the Oruska Dynasty expressed the same emotion as Joshua: "It seems that mankind has found the real way of war."

"Your Majesty has a keen eye." Below the left side of the Emperor's seat, the crowned general of the Orusca Dynasty nodded slightly, agreeing with what Emperor Hakemefit said.

The Necrons were proud, perhaps even more proud than the proud Eldar, but at this moment, they recognized the wisdom of mankind.

In the Astra Militarum of the Human Empire, the life of a trained soldier is often less expensive than a laser rifle in his hand. This is not a fantasy, but a cold fact.

Even excluding the human empire's poor war logistics and industrial production capabilities, organic flesh and blood is the cheapest thing in the universe.

The most abundant elements in the universe are light elements such as hydrogen and helium, while reserves of heavy elements such as iron and nickel are extremely scarce.

If you want to synthesize water, just find a gas giant planet and get some hydrogen. The most common star fusion is also hydrogen fusion. But if you want to synthesize heavy elements such as metallic nickel or even gold, you have to achieve star-level fusion compression.

Even looking at the entire universe, various heavy metal elements are extremely scarce and precious resources, and the Necrons' behavior of casting their bodies out of living metal is even more extravagant.

From the perspective of tissue composition, one million human beings may not be worth more than 1 gram of iron - trace elements required for normal human metabolism are naturally not included.

"The emergence of this organic Dyson ball shows that humans in Falla have finally stepped out of the children's games of swinging iron rods and throwing stones, and began to embrace a more advanced form of warfare - biological warfare." Hakmefit sat on the tomb mothership Zhong Wei nodded slightly, and its detectors detected a large number of individual biological signals inside the organic Dyson sphere, which was a huge biological arsenal.

Organic organisms are the cheapest things in the universe, and how to use the cheapest materials to support the most intense war is the art of biological warfare.

The last artist to apply biotechnology to warfare was called the Ancient Sage.

The Old Sages are the masters of spiritual energy, genes, and biotechnology. The Eldar, known as perfect creatures, are the creations of the Old Sages. The green-skinned orcs that are still ravaging the galaxy to this day are actually biological weapons created by the Old Sages.

"The weapons of the ancient saints are still poisoning the galaxy. The horror of biotechnology can be seen. The humans of Falla have built a flesh and blood factory on a stellar scale. They are suspected to have begun to follow the footsteps of the ancient saints."

The light in Halmefit's eyes was slightly brighter, and the appearance of the organic Dyson sphere was firmly imprinted in his mind: "Although this is just a poor imitation of the skills of the Ancient Saints, they are imitating the Ancient Saints after all, and they deserve to be vigilant. .”

In the 40th year of the 48th millennium, because they saw the shadow of the Old Ones on the organic Dyson sphere, the Necrons finally began to truly respect the humans of the Human Federation.

Chapter 374 A snap of 68 billion years

From the moment they saw the organic Dyson Sphere in Falla, the Necron Oruska Dynasty began preparations for war with the Human Federation in the name of Arch-Emperor Hakmefit.

Unlike the violent and warlike Sautec dynasty, the war aesthetics of the Oruska dynasty appear more elegant and leisurely.

Hackmefit originally hoped to invade the Webway through the Tombstone Gate to transport his war machines, but when the Tomb Technicians surveyed the subspace of the Far Eastern Star Territory, they discovered that the Webway system in this star domain had long been broken, and the Ancient Saint's network The Tao was torn to pieces by some unknown force and was no longer usable.

The Oruska Dynasty had no choice but to send out the large Doomsday Scythe mothership, which used graviton beams to drag the captured wormhole across the starry sky. This was one of the many physical superluminal methods mastered by the Necrons.

The safe super-light voyage that humans dream of is just a gadget that is easily available to the Necrons, who are even qualified to pick and choose which one is more elegant.

The Doomsday Scythe mothership eventually dragged the wormhole to the outskirts of a galaxy called Nirvana and stabilized it. Another corresponding wormhole was located in Thanatos, the crown world of the Oruska Dynasty.

The ancient crescent-shaped machine was awakened on the Crown World and came to the outskirts of the Nirvana galaxy through a stabilized wormhole. The time sorcerer of the Oruska Dynasty manipulated this huge machine called the "Time Calibrator" and began to calibrate the time of Nirvana in the name of the Emperor.

At the same time, all human federation colonies, including Nirvana and Faya, received broadcast signals from the same target. The figure of the French Emperor Hakemefit appeared in the atmosphere of these planets, and gave a speech to the humans who came down from the sky: