Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

"Sir, you?" Spangler couldn't help but wanted to speak, but was immediately interrupted by Russell.

"I can provide you with 13 Glorious Queen-class battleships equipped with warp engines, and refurbish and upgrade the flagships of these 13 chapters and equip them with warp engines - as long as you can accept some more unorthodox biotechnology." Russell said lightly.

"Wha-what?!"

The technical sage felt as if his head had been hit hard, and he began to doubt whether he was in a fantasy. However, the thumping of his mechanical heart reminded him that the electrolyte hydraulic pressure had exceeded the limit and he needed to control his emotions.

Alexei suppressed her excitement, she pressed her hands to her chest, and her breathing became a little rapid. She was not as enthusiastic about technological products as the Mechanicus, but she also understood what a huge help they were.

It was undoubtedly unexpected that the Star-Ballers were willing to give them such strong support.

So, what kind of compensation does he want? Can he afford it?

"I am deeply grateful for your generosity, Your Excellency Star-Baller," Alexi said softly, "What kind of reward do you want us to give you? ...Excuse me, it is difficult for me to find an item of equal value to exchange with you right now, but if it is His Majesty the Divine Emperor, he will definitely be willing to pay a huge price for it."

"If you want to save the Emperor's face, you'd better reach Terra alive first." Russell said slowly: "I don't expect you to give me equal material rewards. I want something else."

Alexei became more and more confused: "What do you want?"

Russell smiled faintly: "The Far Eastern Frontier."

Chapter 121 Heavenly Reconstruction

The Far Eastern Frontier refers to a narrow star belt running from north to south in the eastern part of the Extreme Star Region. Beyond the star belt is a dark abyss beyond the Milky Way.

The main direction of the Great Crusade initiated by the Emperor of Mankind ten thousand years ago was to start from Holy Terra in the west of the Milky Way and advance eastward to open up the Extreme Star Region.

The human army's eastward expedition runs through the galaxy, and its end is the Far Eastern frontier.

Alexei was very surprised that the Star-Bomb would ask for such a remote area, for three reasons:

First, although the space volume of the Far Eastern frontier is large, because it is located at the edge of the Milky Way disk, the density of stars here is very sparse, far less than the star-dense areas in the heart of the Milky Way.

In the same standard star zone with a side length of 100 light years, there may be thousands of habitable galaxies within the worlds of Ultramar, but in the Far Eastern frontier where galaxies are sparse, only dozens can be found, and it is even a question whether there can be hundreds.

Second, even in the era of the Great Expedition when the emperor was still walking in the world and the empire’s national power was at its peak, the Throne World’s management of the border areas was very difficult, and it was difficult to directly impose rule. It is once in a thousand years.

It can be said that even if several star regions in the Far Eastern frontier engage in a civil war with each other, the Terra government has no control over it and cannot intervene. It is basically equivalent to an independent kingdom.

Third, Alexei is now preparing for an expedition to Terra.

The military force of the Far East frontier was almost completely hollowed out by her. Most of the nobles on the planets promised to contribute their entire clans for different interests. The die-hard forces that could not be moved by conversation were also dealt with by the prophetess with some secret means. The empire's already loose rule here was completely paralyzed.

They allowed planet after planet to be swallowed by the green tide without looking back. It can be said that this thin and barren borderland has been abandoned by default. In order to convey the fire of hope of human civilization, they abandoned all the star regions within the Far Eastern frontier.

This is a strategic sacrifice that was about to be abandoned. The Star-Bombardier could have waited until the expeditionary fleet set out and then directly seized it by force with his own military strength. There would be no problem at all. Only the most extreme fanatics would be dissatisfied with him.

After all, this area was originally going to be occupied by the Orc Empire, and now that it has fallen into the hands of the Star-Bombers, it is at least still under human control.

What's more, the Star-Bomber is willing to pay a high price for it.

The mechanical prosthesis on Tech-Sage Spangler's body was trembling slightly due to the overload of electric current. Although he did not express any opinions due to his identity, his body reaction had already shown the Tech-Sage's attitude towards this transaction.

Alexei looked a little embarrassed, her lifeless eyes were wandering around, and she seemed a little undecided.

She was not unaware of how generous the conditions Russell had offered. To be able to exchange a star field that she had originally planned to give up for the support of a warp engine and multiple Queen of Glory-class battleships was undoubtedly an outrageous deal that was almost like giving money away for free.

This is exactly what made Alexei hesitate and even fearful.

Being forced to abandon the defense of a large area of ​​star fields in order to safely deliver the stargate template to Terra was a great sacrifice and an inevitable decision. As long as the expedition achieved final victory, no one would condemn her decision.

But ceding the empire's territory to a suspected immortal whose background is unknown just for some arms support is a completely different matter.

The Technosage was not qualified to make this decision, nor was Alexi, the Emperor's living saint. She could not bear the profound political significance of this transaction.

This is to shake the authority of the Golden Throne. Apart from the Emperor, no living human is qualified to make this decision.

Then came the Emperor.

A blazing light surged from the depths of the prophetess' soul, tinging her violet eyes with a faint golden hue.

The sunlight that shines through the glass dome into the Genting Lobby carries an indescribable sense of antiquity, as if it is not scattered from the star of Faya, but comes from the other end of the distant galaxy, the sunlight that bathes the ancient mother planet of mankind, Terra, brilliantly enveloping the entire urban planet, making it sparkle.

Alexei stared silently at the psychic mist flowing under the Star Bullet's hood. Her delicate female features abnormally showed a kind of strength and determination that only appeared in men.

"Star Bullet." Alexei said.

Her voice, contrary to its original gentle and soft tone, became unpredictable, as if tens of millions of people were speaking at the same time, overlapping countless voices into a simple language without any emotion.

He said: "What I pursue is the liberation of all mankind, not the power of the empire."

Russell smiled: "I understand."

Alexei nodded: "——Just do it."

He didn't say anything more. Even for the Lord of Mankind, talking with the Star-Bullet was difficult.

Russell didn't say anything in response, but just watched as the golden light on Alexei's body disappeared, leaving only a small, golden sword-shaped mark between her eyebrows.

After a brief exchange, Spangler next to him woke up as if from a dream. He only now realized what had just happened. At the entrance of the Genting lobby, the door that had been closed had been opened at some point.

Four Astartes dressed in fine power armor knelt in front of the door with astonishment and longing, their eyes full of disbelief.

"God Emperor above..."

Gray Wind tilted his head and silently hugged Russell's arm.

After the deal with the Emperor was reached, Russell left Embra with Grey Wind.

The news of the miracle performed by the Emperor of Mankind spread quickly through the mouths of the Crimson Upstarts and the Embra Mechanicus. After seeing the sacred mark on the prophetess's forehead with their own eyes, the members of the state religion immediately regarded her as the true spokesperson of the Lord of Mankind.

The expeditionary fleet's assembly efficiency reached an unprecedented level, which also brought some pressure to Russell.

The promise of 13 Queen of Glory-class battleships was indeed generous, but he even needed to build the dock to assemble the Titan ships.

For some reason I feel like Superman, who is going to fight monsters tomorrow, is sewing red underwear all night long.

Fortunately, the Earth-shattering Star is already in place. With sufficient supply of resources, Russell is confident that the promised ships can be delivered on time before the expedition fleet sets off.

In the miniature galaxy, Anti-Entropy has already selected the target for blasting; in the inner ring of the critical base galaxy, the nano planets have completely disintegrated into a mechanical nano cloud with infinite possibilities; all the conventional industrial production capacity held by Russell has been fully awakened, and the construction of star gates and matter decompressors has been put on the agenda.

"Not enough, this is not enough..."

Faced with this situation, Russell still felt it was not enough. In addition to asking Gray Wind to join in the subsequent construction work, he also woke up the dormant Suzheng host and connected it to the local area network to further increase production capacity.

Just as the industrial machines belonging to the Star-Bombers were running at full speed, the scientific expedition fleet of the Order of Truth also achieved some results in its armed scientific expedition to the pyramid group.

In the Flare Galaxy, the radioactive dust and harmful rays floating in the galaxy have disappeared and faded a lot with the passage of time. Two fleets with different styles are anchored in the orbit of the carbonized crystal planet in the outermost ring of the galaxy, each occupying one side of the pyramid group.

One is the scientific expedition fleet sent by the Order of Truth.

One is an archaeological team organized by the Mechanicus.

The survey work or violent demolition of the pyramid group was also divided into two parts, carried out by technical priests and missionaries respectively.

The building structures in the area under the charge of the Order of Truth are relatively intact. In the void between the breached pyramids float metal debris of various shapes: underworld beetles, tomb spiders, tomb stalkers, ancient tomb sentinels... Some missionaries are currently dismantling and recycling them and bringing them back to Faya for further research.

These automatic bionic machines are extremely aggressive towards invaders and possess excellent combat capabilities themselves. Fortunately, the martial virtues of the Order of Truth are quite abundant, and their first reaction when attacked by a mechanical construct is to dismantle it alive.

The other half of the area that the Mechanicus was in charge of was in a mess. The small pyramids outside the building complex were demolished one by one in three years, and the various alien facilities inside were either moved away or dissected on the spot, without even a piece of metal plate left. Those who didn't know would think they were here to do demolition.

In the center of the building complex, the largest super-large pyramid has a series of hideous wounds on its body that were caused by heavy firepower.

Several pilots drove large-scale engineering machinery to drag two huge, copper-colored, spider-shaped, paralyzed mechanical structures out of the rubble and transported them to the Sailfish research ship in orbit.

This is a heavy structure called the "Heavenly Reconstructor". Its indestructible body is as strong as gold, but its movement speed is comparable to that of the Eldar Titan. It is a monster.

On both sides of the cleared road, there were large humanoid mechas with their chests torn open and their limbs cut off lying in a mess. They were Cyberlux battle bodies that had been destroyed by the Tiangong reconstruction. The Cyberlux battle bodies that focused on heavy firepower strikes were still too strenuous to fight such monsters in close combat at such a distance.

More than half of the dozens of combat vehicles brought by the scientific expedition fleet were destroyed in this conflict, and they managed to successfully paralyze the two steel monsters.

The technology of the Necrons is truly astounding.

"If there are a few more of these giants in the central pyramid, we'll have to go back home..." Alphonse muttered to himself as he stood beside the wreckage of the Cyberlux battle body, looking at the huge wound on the pyramid.

The difficulty of this scientific expedition mission was much greater than he had imagined.

"Don't worry. This horrible thing should be considered precious even to the Necrons. At most two will be deployed in the core area." Lysitia stood on tiptoe, patted his shoulder and comforted him.

Alphonse sighed, "I hope so."

It would be interesting if the artificial reconstruction was just a cheap mass-produced troop for the Necrons. I'm afraid none of them who were going to explore the interior of the central pyramid would come out alive.

After cleaning up the wreckage of the Tiangong reconstructed body, the scientific research director returned to the ship with the engineering machinery. It would be dangerous to go deep into the dangerous area, so mortals who have not been transformed by prosthetics are better off not participating.

Alphonse led a joint expedition team consisting of 17 missionaries and 9 technical priests. Under the protection of Eldar banshees armed with high-pressure hot melts and argument spears and intelligent robot servants equipped with gravitational weapons, they entered the interior of this super-large pyramid through the wound of the building.

The missionaries were extremely nervous due to the long-term experience of being attacked by skinners and tomb spiders on the outskirts of the complex, but unexpectedly, the interior of this large pyramid in the center was very... quiet.

Even with the Eldar Banshee's keen hearing, she could not hear the movement of the underworld beetles that maintained the tomb. The place was completely empty.

"Strange..." Alphonse frowned. His prosthetically modified eye lens still had multiple visual functions such as infrared scanning and thermal imaging even in the dark, but no matter which kind of vision it had, he couldn't see anything.

There are still some unopened weapons and facilities of unknown purpose in the surrounding small pyramids, but the cavity in the largest central pyramid is literally a cavity.

Apart from the transmission pipelines where no energy flows and the traces left by the crawling of the Heavenly Crafts Reconstruction Body, nothing else can be seen. Not even a single underworld beetle, which serves as the tomb's self-maintenance system, is there. It is eerily quiet.

"Be alert and beware of ambushes."

As Alphonse spoke, blue-purple psychic light emanated from his eyes, amplified by the auxiliary equipment carried by the banshee beside him, radiating to all parts of his surroundings, feeling the flow of every grain of dust in the cavity.

The psychic's special premonition told him that conventional equipment might not be able to warn them of the danger they were about to encounter.

However, Alphonse, who was so focused on the exploration, failed to notice that several technical priests beside him were secretly staring at the psychic amplification device in the banshee's hand.

It's not like the Mechanicus didn't have equipment with similar functions, but this model was something they had never seen before...

With three ironic banshees driving hoverbikes as vanguard scouts, the exploration team methodically went deep into the pyramid along the energy pipeline.

The high-pressure meltas in the hands of the Fury Squad, who were responsible for the escort, were kept in a hot engine state ready to be fired at any time. Alphonse's psychic energy extended forward like a tentacle following the hoverbike. Everyone's quantum nerves were stretched to the extreme, alert to possible dangers.

They walked all the way along the pipeline to the end without encountering any danger. To be more precise, they encountered nothing. It was truly an empty tower.

A wide, dark gate appeared in front of them, preventing the Ironic Banshee Squad on motorcycles from moving forward.

Alphonse stopped and everyone's eyes were fixed on the door in front of them.

The door was made of a pitch-black material that was between metal and stone. It looked heavy and gloomy. There was a tree-branch-like faint green light flickering on the door. There was a certain pattern between the light and dark that was difficult to discern.

"This is... I have seen a similar record in an ancient document of Musbell." A technical priest extended a mechanical tentacle and used the sensor at the end to move and observe the flickering green fluorescence on the door in front of him:

"If the records are correct, this should be a space sealing method that has been specially coded and encrypted. If we do not follow the process to crack the code and remove the seal, but directly use violent demolition, we will not be able to enter the real inner space."

Chapter 122 Quasi-Dimensional Mapping