Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

The tentacles of the swarm spreading across the starry sky quickly retracted due to the will of the Life-Shaping Queen. One after another, adult combat ships, transport insects, and small biological motherships returned and entered the half-assimilated Fordlan World Ship.

Under Coronia's control, the huge hive world began to follow the Gray Goo mothership and headed towards the central singularity of the vortex. Along the way, swarms of insects kept flying from all directions and returning to the hive. Even Russell couldn't help but sigh at the huge scale. Coronia was really an excellent breeding machine.

On the way to the center of the vortex, the industrial protozoa were also using the returning swarms as raw materials to speed up the biological assimilation process of the Fordlan world ship.

Due to their large size, the Eldar's bulky Craftworld ships can usually only travel at sublight speeds, and therefore rarely leave the Webway.

Once the Zerg's biological assimilation has progressed to a sufficient degree, Coroniai can directly use the Zerg bio-engine to allow the world ship to travel at warp speed or even perform psychic jumps.

While Coroniai worked hard with great anticipation and was looking forward to reporting to his master about how he would take credit after the hive world was completed, Russell felt a little complicated as he was thinking about one thing.

Nien-entropy's affirmative answer made him feel relieved, but another hidden worry came to his mind again.

"Before, I just went back in time on the small object of Wotaum's reality penetrator, which made me feel a strong sense of crisis and a feeling of imminent disaster, but now I want to use the principle of the circle to directly flow back a star cluster time."

Russell couldn't help feeling uneasy.

Chapter 115 Death Stalker

At the equator of Nifol's main star, atop a towering spire in the Holy Grace District, the prophetess Alexi sat in the meeting hall, facing various inquiries from many parties.

"Dimitri has told me everything, dear prophet. I have no intention of questioning the judgment of the Empire, but a regiment that has fought for the Empire for a thousand years and fought the enemy until it was almost annihilated is being labeled a traitor just because of its absence from a war. All its past glory and achievements will be erased and it will be removed from the Empire. Such a decision is too rash."

The speaker was an Astartes veteran wearing bronze power armor and with three deep scars on his face.

Current Chapter Master of the Dark Angels' Death Stalkers: Orwin.

Alexei nodded slightly, wearily.

Orwin gripped his sword tightly and spoke in a long, lyrical voice: "I have known Miraak since we were rookies, before the Death Stalkers were established... We have charged into battle on broken worlds ravaged by greenskins, and have launched desperate boarding missions against Chaos warships in isolated and helpless warp storms..."

"Even in the most desperate situations, facing the sweetest temptations, our will remains strong, and the Flame of Penance's loyalty to the Emperor has never wavered in the slightest."

Orwin narrated the fierce battles he had experienced with Miraak when he served in the Flame of Penance with great emotion, as if he was singing a long and tragic heroic epic. However, his impassioned emotions did not cause a ripple on the prophetess's face.

Maybe it was because she didn't open her eyes at all?

"The Flame of Repentance would never commit a treasonous act of betraying the Emperor. I request immediate permission to pass through the L-Stargate to Faya so that I can investigate the truth of the matter."

Seeing that Alexei was unmoved, Owen emphasized again:

"We will never allow warriors loyal to the Emperor to suffer injustice!"

The Death Stalkers Chapter Master's powerful voice echoed like a bell in the spacious conference hall. Alexi sat upright, not saying a word.

Only after the echo of Owen's words completely disappeared and she was sure that he had said everything he wanted to say did the prophetess slowly speak: "Are you applying for the right to pass through the L-Gate?"

Alexi's tone was calm, and his words were spoken lightly without any emotion, but they made both of Owen's hearts stop beating at the same time.

"Yes, respected prophet." Owen replied with his helmet on.

Alexey then asked: "Do you really need to ask me for this right?"

According to the information I know, the L-Gate is an ancient relic discovered from the human colony of 'Faya' during the Dark Age of Technology. Although the Adeptus Mechanicus has the STC standard construction template for building its sub-gates, the only one who has the key to the main gate is the mysterious immortal known as the Starbomb. And you, the prophetess of the Emperor. "

Owen suppressed his inner emotions with the strong willpower of an Astartes monk, and said calmly and seriously: "The Star-Ballist is a dragon that can only be seen from head to tail. In most cases, the right to activate the main gate is in your hands, respected prophet. Who else can I apply for permission?"

Alexei did not respond directly to his words, but turned to talk about another matter: "Sir Owen, may I ask how many troops did you bring to Nirvana this time?"

Hearing this, Owen's heart became more and more difficult to calm down, but he still responded to the Taoist in a loud and clear voice, including me. Half of the Death Stalkers came to Nirvana with me. It was related to the survival of the brotherhood, and many brothers were a little emotional. I tried to persuade the other 500 brothers in the chapter to drive the flagship to garrison the home planet just in case. "

"It's amazing," Alexei smiled.

A fully staffed Astartes Chapter did not hesitate to send out half of its forces for a reason that had nothing to do with war mobilization. This was enough to alert any department in the Empire to the overly close relationship between the two brother chapters, the Deathstalkers and the Flame of Repentance.

Irving openly stated the truth, which might put him in an awkward position of being suspected, as if to prove that he had no guilt at all.

"The Death Stalkers' flagship, the Soul Hunter, is indeed anchored in the Trodrom system at this moment. The 500 fully armed Astartes on board are always on the alert for the threat of the greenskins."

Alexei suppressed the smile on his lips and spoke in a serious tone: "But as far as I know, your chapter has been underpaying gene-seed taxes under the pretext of war damage and genetic pollution. You used these extra gene-seeds to secretly expand your organization. The actual number of Death Stalkers should be between 1,000 and 2,000."

Looking at the beautiful yet expressionless face of the prophetess, Orwin, the strong Astartes who had never shown any fear even when facing orcs and Chaos demons, felt an emotion close to fear for the first time.

"You left 500 soldiers behind on the home planet, and 500 soldiers followed you to Nirvana. What about the remaining hundreds of people?" Alexi asked in a calm tone without any anger: "Where did they go? Can you tell me, Mr. Chapter Master?"

"You are worthy of being the Emperor's prophetess. All lies are exposed in front of you." Owen bowed his head deeply.

There was no point in quibbling. Owen organized his words, trying to confess the truth without distorting the facts or exposing deeper secrets, and to take all the blame on his own shoulders as much as possible. In this way, at least the number of Death Stalker could be preserved and would not be erased by the Empire along with the Fire of Repentance.

"The war in the west of the Ask system is getting intense. The orc tribes there have become more ferocious for some reason. The warriors of Espenes are in a tough fight."

Very abruptly, Alexei changed the subject to something completely unrelated: "Although the Imperial Guard is equipped with powerful weapons obtained from the Order of Truth, the orcs are not continuously suppressed. The excitement brought by such fierce fighting makes these dirty and barbaric greenskins more motivated."

It is indeed a very troublesome problem." Owen did not understand what the prophetess was hinting at when she talked about the war, so he just frowned and continued talking.

More brave than brave... Alexei coughed and continued, "The battle in Ask is urgent, but other directions of Espenis are also being attacked by different enemies, and we can't send troops to reinforce them."

At this point, even Owen could understand what it meant.

"The Death Stalkers will send all their strength to reinforce Ask and quell the orc threat there." Owen said immediately.

"The Emperor's light illuminates the road to the expedition, and you will surely return in triumph." Alexi crossed his hands in front of his chest and performed a more restrained Sky Eagle salute.

"We will triumph." Owen bowed in return and strode out of the meeting room with his broadsword slung over his shoulder.

He will lead the Death Stalkers on an expedition, an expedition of atonement.

After seeing Owen off, Alexei patted his chest gently and relaxed a little.

The prophetess, who barely knew how to dress herself and knew almost nothing about politics, had to deal with such matters personally, which was really a bit difficult for her.

At the same time, Alexi was also somewhat curious that the Death Stalkers had secretly reached some kind of cooperation with the Grand Sage Coster of the Forge World of Musbell without permission, hiding hundreds of Space Marines in the forge ships of the Adeptus Mechanicus and rushing to the Flare Galaxy where the Flame of Repentance disappeared.

What secrets are hidden among the Dark Angels' successors?

Before he could indulge in curiosity for too long, another meeting request interrupted Alexei's thoughts.

The person who was going to talk to her face to face this time was a high-level technical sage from Musbel, who represented the will of the great sage Coster, namely:

In recent times, the rapid development of the urban planet Embra and the close relationship between the rebellious sage Spangler and the Order of Truth have made Musbell unable to tolerate it any longer. Even though Embra's independence has become a fact, Musbell still hopes to get something.

For example, the STC standard construction template for creating an ideal city, and the various ancient technologies that Spangler had communicated with the Order of Truth... The oil men on Musbell had reached their limit of patience. Their hearts were surging, they were hungry and thirsty, their circuits were crackling, and they could not wait any longer.

In addition to the demands of the Adeptus Mechanicus, there are also diplomatic envoys from other surrounding star regions who are queuing up to be received by the Prophetess.

The envoys carried the will of the governors of various star regions. Even if it cost some money, these star regions still trapped in the warp hoped to connect their star region capitals to the L-gate network as soon as possible. The price was negotiable.

Many important star systems within Espeness also have the same demands, and are more eager than the diplomatic envoys sent from surrounding star regions. This is because they are the first to know when the water in the river warms in spring, and have already witnessed the powerful transportation brought by the star gate network, so they are more eager.

In addition, there is an increasingly powerful orc threat and increasingly rampant black market transactions... although these transactions are controlled by the followers of the Star Bullet.

The Inquisition is operating more frequently in star systems like Nirvana, and the State Religion is also taking its own actions, creating an undercurrent.

Russell, who was afraid of trouble, just threw out factors with huge influence and let them grow wildly, leaving them alone and playing mysterious. Such irresponsible behavior gave Alexei a headache.

She was obviously not a political official, and she had only learned various psychic spells and the Emperor's Hymn since she was a child. However, because of her close contact with the Star Bullet, she was forcibly pushed by the representatives of the interests of various forces to deal with these messes that would only cause endless wrangling...

There is an illusion that I have changed from a working girl under the Emperor to a working girl for the Star-Bullet.

After sending the technical sage away with some deception, Alexei slumped down tiredly on the soft chair, supporting his chin with one hand and looking unconsciously towards the northeast - that was the relative position of the Lost Dream Nebula and the Espenes star region.

This suddenly appearing star cluster also brought a lot of trouble to the prophetess, because Russell asked her to dispatch a large number of ships to completely block the Lost Dream Nebula and not allow anyone to enter.

Leaving such a large, resource-rich, unowned star field undeveloped and hundreds of habitable planets uncolonized, it is conceivable that even someone as highly respected as Alexi would be under considerable pressure and criticism.

It’s a pity that the Star-Ballist is completely unaware of her hard work. He just thinks it’s so cool to get free work from the Emperor’s working girl.

With some resentment, Alexei gently took off the cloth covering his eyes, opened his beautiful violet eyes, and looked towards the direction of the Lost Dream Nebula with his psychic vision flashing with golden light.

This was not her first time observing the Lost Dreams Cluster. The vast cluster of stars entangled with chaotic threads seemed exceptionally calm in the turbulent subspace, so calm that it was out of place. Alexei would glance over there whenever he had time, and the peaceful scene he saw was always similar.

It's the same this time.

The huge vortex formed by countless celestial bodies is still slowly rotating. The closer to the center of the vortex, the denser the starlight becomes. Projected into the subspace is an ambiguous surface without ripples, just like usual... wait, something seems to be wrong.

Alexei frowned unconsciously as she looked at it, trying to find out what was wrong. Soon, she found it:

——The vortex is spinning in the opposite direction.

The several arms of the Lost Dreams Cluster were rotating in the opposite direction to their own shapes. Endless starlight was gathering and disappearing towards the center of the vortex at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if there was an invisible black hole swallowing up the celestial bodies and reducing everything to nothingness.

"What happened?" The prophetess's mentality was greatly shocked.

She tried to use the ability she got from the Eldar prophet to observe the thread of fate, but found that the intricate and chaotic lines that were originally entangled with the Lost Dream Star Cluster had broken at some point.

This star region seemed to be isolated and cut off from the entire universe. It was moving on its own and disappearing quietly and quickly.

Alexei suddenly remembered that Russell had hurriedly found him not long ago and asked him to withdraw all the guard fleet stationed on the outskirts of the Lost Dream Star Cluster to block the smuggling ships.

She originally thought that the Star-Bomber had seen the intense battle between Espenes and the various alien forces, and therefore had deliberately ordered the guard fleets to leave their posts and join the battlefield to ease the tense situation.

…Now it seems not.

"Has he foreseen this happening?" Alexei muttered to himself as he watched the Dream Lost Star Cluster rapidly reverse, shrink, and disappear:

"Or was this caused by him?"

The prophetess had always scoffed at the theory of the new branch of the state religion that the Starbender was the incarnation of the Emperor walking on earth. But after witnessing the reverse flow of the galaxy with her own eyes...

She was a little shaken.

Chapter 116: It's a Bug

The Gray Gu mothership hovered quietly just above the vortex disk, with all its sensors pointed downwards, staring at the sky full of stars flowing and gathering in the same direction, as if it was being sucked into the sea water in Guixu, and no longer belonging to this world.

In the cabin of the Gray Gu mothership, the principle of the circle is rotating counterclockwise at a speed that cannot be captured by the naked eye. The vast energy flows in every scale of the circle, shattering the microcosm, tearing apart the macrocosm, and pushing the time of the Lost Dream Star Cluster back.

Gray Wind lay on Russell's knees, curiously gazing at the inverted vortex star map in the holographic projection. Every tiny bit of starlight flowing in it represented a star in its prime. In comparison, even the Hive World Ship following behind the Gray Gu mothership seemed so small.

It was also the first time that time had been traveled back in time on an astronomical scale.

Compared to Gray Wind's high spirits, Coronie was in a very low mood. She leaned dejectedly against Russell, resting her chin on his shoulder, with a look of grievance on her face.

I know. It's that kind of feeling where you spend so much effort to build half of a magnificent castle with building blocks, but are asked to tear it down before completion and put all the building blocks back to their original places, but you can't resist...this kind of grievance.

What is flowing backwards against entropy is the time of the entire Lost Dream Star Cluster. Any matter from the miniature galaxy will be traced back to its original state by the principle of the ring, back to that independent microcosm, and once again become a separate corner of its own.

During this time, Coroniai has been collecting biomass in the Lost Dreams Cluster to expand the insect swarm, and has invested a lot of energy to complete the biological assimilation transformation of the Ark World of Fordlan.

The biomass used to build the hive world also comes from the miniature galaxy.

"I didn't intend to go back here at first." Russell patted Coronie's shoulder gently, not knowing how to comfort her, so he said:

"The full expansion of the miniature galaxy is inevitable. My original plan was to have you expand the Zerg as much as possible here, develop enough strength, and then go to war with the descendants of Warring Party C. That would be safer."