Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

Gray Wind, who had become a prophetess, followed Russell in a slim white robe and whispered, "But they were actually hypnotized by you, Marshal... Do you want to plead for them?"

Russell was a little uneasy, but soon his guilt disappeared: "No need, if I go to beg for mercy, they will hate me."

"Huh?" Gray Wind was a little confused.

It curiously turned the visual sensor in the direction Russell was looking, and then saw something incredible: the nuns who were whipped and scolded had no trace of pain on their faces, but instead had a barely perceptible...happy smile.

This is so weird.

"For the Battle Sisters, becoming a Sister of Redemption is more of a reward than a punishment..." Russell bent down and whispered in Gray Wind's ear:

"Many Sisters of Battle even envy the Sisters of Penance, because they are bathed in the grace of the Emperor, and even without clothes they have defense comparable to that of power armor. Some even deliberately make mistakes, hoping to be sanctioned and become Sisters of Penance, so as to narrow the distance between themselves and the Emperor."

Gray Wind was shocked.

"Don't be shocked, let's go."

Russell patted Gray Wind's face to wake it up from its shock, and then they silently left the execution scene of the Battle Sister and returned to his loyal Governor's Mansion to continue being a mascot.

The days after the war seemed peaceful and boring. Both the Utopia Project and the construction of the Seekers Star Base were progressing steadily and in an orderly manner. The only thing missing was time.

Russell, who had arranged all the tasks, seemed even more idle. Every day, apart from chatting with Grey Wind and watering Bao, he had basically nothing to do. He watched the battle moon in orbit collapse into a ball of iron and shattered day by day, and the fragments of ships floating in space became thinner day by day, and time passed silently.

During the boring days, Russell spent most of his time planting trees, or to be more precise, cultivating Bao on the southern continent.

As one of the two largest continents on Faya, the climate conditions in the South Continent are actually quite harsh. It is far less habitable than the North Continent and is generally used to exile prisoners and set up black jails.

However, the scarcity of resources forced the Faya people to take root here, endure the temperature difference between day and night and various extreme environments that even Bell shook his head at, and dig mines to obtain rare mineral deposits.

After Russell took office, he did some construction on the mines in the southern continent. However, since the Mechanicus came to the Faya galaxy and started large-scale infrastructure construction, the skilled workers in the mines in the southern continent have basically been transferred to various space mining sites or sent to develop the asteroid belt.

The deserted South Continent mine was left with only semi-automatic mining machines and a small number of maintenance personnel. Apart from that, there was no other people. Only Russell was bored and started planting trees there, with quite good results. After being infected and mutated by the orc spores, Bao gave Russell a small surprise: its cell division efficiency became abnormally efficient.

After several years of hard work, the magnificent forest gradually covered and replaced the mountains and rock formations with exposed bedrock, and began to autonomously regulate the not-so-good climate of Fallas.

In time, Falla will become a beautiful and comfortable Gaia planet like a paradise.

I wrote 10 words before I discovered a bug. I can’t fix it, so I’ll just make a patch.

Chapter 54 Mutation

After the environmental transformation of the southern continent was basically completed, Russell, who returned to the northern continent, unexpectedly learned an interesting thing.

This matter is quite abstract. Generally speaking, there were some disputes and conflicts between the State Religion and the Adeptus Mechanicus, and the cause of the conflict was the construction of a giant statue of the Emperor in the outer orbit of the Faya system.

Russell's "Wayshow" Emperor iconography shows the Emperor not wearing his iconic golden power armor, but barefoot and wearing a scholar's robe.

The Mechanicus had added some ulterior motives to the Icon's construction - they added some striking gear-like patterns to the Emperor's scholar's robes, which looked similar to the red robes worn by the Tech-Priests.

In other words, what they built was not the Statue of the Emperor, but the Statue of Om Messiah.

The Ecclesiarchy and the Mechanicus started arguing over this matter again, and the tense situation almost led to an internal fight in the Empire of Faya. Unfortunately, Russell, who was interested in watching the fight, did not see them fighting, and the dispute finally ended with the Ecclesiarchy paying money.

Russell even suspected that this was the purpose of the Adeptus Mechanicus from the very beginning.

The desperate Archbishop had no choice but to hand over to the Mechanicus a high-tech relic from the Great Crusade era called the "Eye of Truth" that had been passed down from his collection and was said to have been used by the Primarch. Only in this way could they erase the blasphemous gears printed on the Emperor's holy image.

However, if you ask which Primarch used the holy relic "Eye of Truth" back then, no one can give a definite answer, not even the Archbishop himself knows.

This conflict, which was quelled by the archbishop's cutting of flesh, was only the most striking of many disagreements. Ever since the various forces of the empire gathered together in Falla, frictions of all sizes between them have never stopped.

Today's human empire is nominally a whole, but there is no authoritative ruler who can unify the various forces. Each faction within the empire has its own interests and demands, and no one is willing to give in, resulting in endless fighting and wrangling.

It is already very commendable that they can now maintain a superficial peace in Falla and generally contribute their efforts in the same direction.

After many bumps along the way, in the 39th year of the 799th millennium, the "Guide" statue of the Emperor of Mankind was finally completed in the outer orbit of the Faya star system under the worship of countless believers.

In the same year, the L-Gate sub-gate located in the core system Nirvana was reported to be completed; Russell's private fleet brought back the main components of the L-Gate built by Grey Wind in batches from the critical base system, and began to assemble them at the Emperor's left hand with the assistance of the Adeptus Mechanicus.

For ordinary naval officers and recruits of the Repentant Flame Regiment stationed in Faya, what was being built in space was just a component in the hands of the Holy Statue of the God-Emperor. They did not understand why their superiors would ask them to leave Faya, where they had been stationed for a long time, and to dock the entire fleet around the Holy Statue and deploy a defensive posture.

But the very few senior officials who know the inside story understand how important this historical moment is.

As soon as the main gate is assembled, the first star gate route from Faya to Nirvana will be open to navigation, and the deadly chain that the evil god has tied around the neck of the human empire for thousands of years will truly begin to crack.

It was at this important moment that a sudden change occurred that overturned everyone's cognition.

The main gun of the "Flame of Penance", the flagship of the chapter commanding the entire fleet and carrying the Cathedral of Glory, suddenly started on its own for some unknown reason and aimed the muzzle at the L-Stargate, the left hand of the Emperor's Statue, whose assembly progress was approaching the final stage.

Other ships in the vicinity immediately went on alert, and their weapon systems on standby were immediately activated. The captains kept sending communication requests to the Fire of Repentance, trying to confirm the reason for the activation of the main gun, but received no response.

As the naval officers and soldiers watched in astonishment, a thick spear of destructive light shot out from the muzzle of the Fire of Repentance, and brilliant streams of light swept across the starry sky.

The two nearest Mechanicus forge ships responded immediately, attempting to use their own hulls to block the fatal blow for the stargate under construction that had not yet been equipped with void shields. However, how could these logistical vessels, which were not specialized in combat, maneuver faster than the energy torrent fired from the flagship's main guns?

Seeing that the star gate that was about to be assembled was about to be destroyed, everyone's heart sank.

But suddenly, an incomprehensible scene happened again.

A thin layer of golden flame suddenly burned on the surface of the majestic statue standing in the starry sky, as if it was coated with a layer of gold foil.

The human emperor dressed as a scholar raised the "lantern" in his hand high and turned his body quickly, so that the fierce shot that should have completely destroyed the star gate in one blow finally hit the head of the statue.

In an instant, the head of the Human Emperor was shattered into pieces in the starry sky.

"What a blasphemy..."

"The shooting just now came from the main battleship, the Fire of Repentance. The Fire of Repentance has betrayed us! I repeat, the Fire of Repentance has betrayed us!"

"All ships immediately concentrate their firepower to eliminate the rebellion! Exterminate the heretics!"

A cruiser captain roared into the communication channel to report this appalling betrayal, and then without wasting a moment, ordered his crew to immediately attack the Fire of Repentance.

Even though the size of their own ships was far smaller than that of large battleships of the Fire of Repentance level, they could not stop the surging anger of the imperial soldiers.

But after the order to open fire was passed down, the captain did not see the salvo of naval guns tearing through the starry sky, nor did he hear the noisy sounds of people moving around and communicating inside the ship.

A trace of cold sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead. The captain slowly turned around, and what greeted him was an evil blade filled with chaotic power.

A burly giant wearing red and blue power armor and a pair of long curved horns growing on his helmet appeared silently behind the captain and pierced his heart with a vicious dagger.

The blood-soaked battleship command room was filled with lifeless crew members. Each body died in a different way, but all were killed in one blow: some had their carotid arteries cut, and some had their spines broken. It was obvious that the murderer was carrying out a planned killing according to some rules that ordinary people could not understand.

The bodies of dozens of crew members who died in tragic ways were carefully arranged into strange chaotic patterns, as if some kind of blasphemous ritual was being performed.

The Chaos Astartes who was responsible for this tragedy put on a robe over his power armor which was covered with spells, and paced back and forth in the bloody cabin, chanting the name of the dark god.

Using this sacrificial ritual as a bond, he tore the veil between the Warp and reality, and hideous and twisted Chaos demons struggled to crawl out of a pool of blood. Their gloomy whispers echoed in the void, tormenting the loyal Machine Souls serving this battleship.

"In the name of the Lord of Change..." declared the Astartes shrouded in chaotic energy.

Chapter 55: The Son of Change

The same thing happened to nearly every large warship in the fleet.

The Chaos Astartes, dressed in red and blue power armour and wearing hyperbolic horn helmets, were organized into teams of nine. They appeared out of nowhere inside one Imperial warship after another without any reason and launched a planned and systematic killing in silence.

They used the blood and flesh of the Imperial soldiers to perform a blasphemous ritual, summoning the arrival of Chaos demons. Large ships lost control and fell into the hands of the enemy. These warships that had escaped the control of the Empire launched attacks on the small warships following them on their left and right sides without any hesitation, using the chaos that exploded from within to confuse the Imperial fleet anchored near the Emperor's Statue.

They simply couldn't react, nor could they understand how the enemy could launch an attack from the inside with such a grand battle array and such tight defense. How on earth did they get into the Imperial battleships that had to undergo strict inspections both in and out?

If the fall of one or two battleships could be explained by an unplanned enemy invasion, the loss of control of battleships of this scale could only be defined as a rebellion.

The naval officers and soldiers who reacted quickly organized themselves. They moved and maneuvered inside the battleship, skillfully using their equipment and flesh and blood to counter the fierce shipborne defensive firepower. They gradually approached the control room despite extremely tragic casualties, trying to regain control of the battleship from the traitors.

On the flagship of the Repenting Fire Chapter, the fighting was particularly brutal.The blasphemous act of smashing the Emperor's icon by the battleship's main guns ignited the rage of every Space Marine, not least of all Chapter Master Mirak's reaction.

He was standing in the control room of the capital ship Flame of Penance when the incident occurred, and witnessed this horrific betrayal with his own eyes.

The number of Chaos Astartes emerging from the shadows was so great that it even exceeded the existing strength of the Flame of Penance Chapter. Ten years of recuperation had not allowed them to replenish many troops, and the position of the main battleship Flame of Penance was so important that this broken Chapter, which had suffered heavy casualties and had its structure broken, had to face the main attack of the Chaos traitors on its flagship.

Without anyone's reminder at this moment, Miraak had already understood that this was not a temporary Chaos invasion, but a premeditated large-scale attack. The enemy's actions were extremely rigorous and their goal was very clear. They came to destroy the L-Gate on the left hand of the Emperor's statue.

Fortunately, due to the presence of Chapter Master Miraak and his Honor Guard, the Flame of Repentance was not actually out of control, and the traitors' first sneak attack on the battleship's command room ended in failure due to the heroic fighting of the Space Marines.

However, they still managed to infiltrate and seize the core reactor located in the belly of the main battleship, which was not guarded by Space Marines, as well as the stabilizing anchor that controlled the balance of the battleship, thereby forcibly awakening the main gun and launching a blasphemous shot to destroy the head of the holy icon.

Faced with such a great humiliation, even the Chapter Master, who was usually known for his calmness and wisdom, lost his mind. He led his Honor Guard to wipe out the Chaos Astartes who attempted to invade the command room, and learned the name of this Chaos warband from their armor.

They are a Chaos Astartes warband that worships the evil god Tzeentch. Their names are:

Son of Change.

They arrived with chaos, disrupting the neatly-assembled Imperial fleet. In the dim space, it was impossible to distinguish between friend and foe, and no matter whether they were controlled or out of control, every warship was spewing rumbling gunfire at the surrounding ships.

After clearing the area around the main battleship's command room, Mirak quickly led his team to the battleship's core reactor where the remnants of the Sons of Change were entrenched.

The warriors loyal to the Emperor were consumed by rage, their swords thirsted for blood, their guns hummed and roared, vowing to kill the despicable betrayers.

Miraak swore in his heart that the bloodline of the Dark Angels must never suffer the humiliation of betrayal a second time...

However, in this anger, Miraak still forced himself to maintain a certain degree of rationality. Apart from the fighting, he used part of his mind to think about a more critical issue:

"A Chaos Astartes invasion of this scale is definitely not caused by external forces alone. Someone in the fleet has already fallen into Chaos and is their accomplice... But to hide so many rebels in so many warships, the traitor must be a high-ranking official, or possess some unknown special authority..."

Or maybe there are more than one or two traitors, or even more than ten or eight...

Suspicious names flashed through Miraak's mind. He gripped the power sword tightly in his hand and walked quickly through the dark corridor due to the cutting of energy lines.

In addition to the Fire of Repentance, bloody fighting also took place on every invaded warship. The loyalists, filled with unparalleled guilt and anger, fought a life-and-death struggle with the enemies who invaded the ship.

But the huge Martyr Legion of the past had long been split up, and 2/3 of the legion's troops followed the prophetess back to Nirvana, taking away all the Space Marine chapters except the Flame of Repentance.

Without the righteousness of resurrecting the Emperor, today's human empire would never allow the Astartes Legion-level military power to be assembled.

The naval soldiers on the warships can only use their mortal flesh and blood to fight against the Chaos Astartes blessed by the evil gods and the summoned demons from the Warp.

This perhaps cannot be called a battle at all, it was simply a one-sided bloody massacre.

The fighting power of the Astartes is undoubtedly overwhelming that of mortals, and with the blessing of Chaos power and the assistance of demons summoned upon request...but the Imperial Navy on the battleships is not completely without a chance of winning.

Although the chaos that exploded from inside the large warships was huge, the actual number of Chaos Astartes forces that appeared did not seem to be too many. Each large warship was only invaded by a 9-man Astartes team. It's just that their distribution was too dispersed and too even, catching the Imperial Fleet off guard.

This group of Chaos Astartes named "Sons of Change" often do not like to fight head-on with the mortals who are trying to kill them. Instead, they prefer to drive demons to carry out this chaotic killing without any rules, while they hide in the back and wait for an opportunity to make a brief move. Every time they decide life and death with their own hands, it follows some kind of mysterious law.

Just as the benevolent father Nurgle has both a living and a dead side, each side has followers with different ideologies.

The Sons of Change worship the infinite wisdom of the evil god Tzeentch, which encompasses all changes, and pursue a perfect victory with no unexpected variables and everything under control.

They want to dedicate the most precise victory to the Lord of Change in order to seek the favor of the Chaos God.

Chapter 56 Uneasy