Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

The technical priest's words are not groundless, but are based on practical evidence.

Any research ship that arrives at the flare galaxy cannot fail to notice the super-large pyramid in the center of the building complex - and the broken crack at the top of the pyramid.

The missionaries and technical priests have organized explorations of the rift, either by sending drones in or directly sending servitors and banshees to airdrop, but no matter whether the reconnaissance units they send out are automatic machines or organic bodies, once they enter the rift, they will immediately lose contact - the lost units will reappear after about 1 second.

But the location where they reappeared after disappearing was random, and it could be anywhere in the flare galaxy. Two robot servants appeared directly among the decaying corpses of stars in the center of the galaxy and were annihilated in an instant.

Combined with the "phase hiding" properties of this building complex itself, and the strange warships that can ignore inertia, Alphonse can preliminarily determine that the owner of this pyramid complex: the Necrons should be a powerful civilization that is good at using dimensional technology. It is consistent with the leader's previous instructions.

So, how do we unlock the dimensional blockade on the door in front of us?

Alphonse was looking at the flickering green light on the gate in distress, while Lysitia had already come to the door with several technical priests, and was very interested in touching and looking at it, eager to get her hands on this incredible alien high-tech creation.

The lights were still flickering. Even though Alphonse's brain had the powerful computing power of a quantum computer, he could not draw any conclusions from the flickering of the lights. He did not even know the coding method to encrypt the door. He seemed to have found some ideas, but he also seemed to be completely helpless.

"Sure enough, we should just demolish it by force, right?"

"Ah?" Alphonse was stunned, and turned around to see that Lysitia had taken a high-pressure melta gun longer than her leg from some angry banshee. The dragon head relief on the muzzle was scorching hot.

"If you are not afraid of being randomly teleported to the inside of a star, you can try it." Alphonse said helplessly: "I will teleport away before I do anything."

He still has a lot of youth left in his life, and he can't be here with them and go crazy.

"It's just a joke. Why take it so seriously?" Lysitia reluctantly returned the high-pressure hot melt to the angry banshee guarding her. In front of her, a technical priest who was obviously of a higher status was squatting in front of the door. His dexterous mechanical arms like octopus tentacles were holding up a strange instrument shaped like an iron box. He should be using a decoding device to try to crack the coding form that blocked the door.

"As for the decoding device...we did bring one with us," Alphonse said suddenly.

Lystia asked in confusion, "Really? Why don't I know about this?"

"Of course you don't know..." Alphonse was speechless at her emotional intelligence.

When he was less than a month old, he was sent to the Order of Truth to be an experimental recipient. He was raised by the monks since childhood and instilled with knowledge and ideas. Naturally, he was trusted much more within the order than Lysitia, a slave who changed his career halfway through.

For example, Alphonse knew that the director of scientific research had brought out several black box technological artifacts that were still in the experimental deconstruction stage from the underground research base. One of them was a "quasi-dimensional mapper" specifically used for full-format decoding. Lysitia knew nothing about it because no one liked her, and she herself had no idea.

The technical priests were still busy at the front, and Alphonse felt that it was not a good idea to slack off, so he thought for a moment and sent a communication to the scientific research director of the remaining ship: "We found a specially encrypted sealed door while exploring the pyramid. I am afraid we cannot decode it with our capabilities. Director, I apply to use the 'quasi-dimensional mapper', please approve it."

"Quasi-dimensional mapper? What is that?" Lysitia and the two technical priests who heard his communication looked at Alphonse curiously.

Looking at her curious face, Alphonse hesitated. In principle, he should not reveal the information of the experimental instrument to "outsiders". But then he thought that he would be using the instrument in front of them soon and he would not be able to hide it then.

So he carefully considered his words and said, "It is a technological black box product that is very difficult for us to understand. Its main function is to decode locked programs of all formats. As for its operating principle...you will see it soon."

After listening to his explanation, Lysitia felt even more confused.

Soon the head of scientific research sent a confirmation message approving the call, and Alphonse got on a mocking banshee's falcon motorcycle and quickly returned to the original route, bringing a small black box sent by the follow-up support team back to the front door.

Curiosity drove Lysitia and the technical priests to come forward as soon as he returned. More than a dozen pairs of prosthetic eyes stared at this small black box that was only the size of an adult's skull.

Alphonse suddenly realized that his group of thirty or so people might not even be able to gather a hundred kilograms of organic flesh and blood.

Expelling the heretical thoughts that suddenly appeared in his mind, he methodically verified the genetic identification lock, opened the black box, and took out the contents.

It was a metal sphere about the size of a baby's skull. Beneath its absolutely smooth surface was a dense network of right-angled lines. The smallest line was probably less than 1 micron in size. Only people with cyborg bodies could see the clues. To ordinary people, this thing was just a big iron ball.

This is the "quasi-dimensional mapper".

"Can this thing really unlock the dimensional code seal of the Necrons?" a technical priest couldn't help but ask.

Theoretically, it can deconstruct all logical codes in the physical universe... Alphonse remained calm and carefully lifted the quasi-dimensional mapper in front of the door that was flickering with green light.

"Begin mapping..." Alphonse gave the order softly.

The moment his voice fell, the flashing green light above the gate stopped.

Then the light spots continued to jump, starting from the first spot, to the third, the fourth... There were more and more light spots in front of everyone's eyes, and more and more "doors" could be seen.

Endless dimensional blockade gates occupy almost all of people's vision. The flashing spectrum on each door is completely different, with no repetition.

The quasi-dimensional mapping is still going on, the doors are still increasing, disappearing, and then continuing to increase...

"This is how the Quasi-Dimensional Mapper works." Alphonse's voice was filled with a bit of reverence and yearning. He said seriously:

"Generally, the code lock has a trial-and-error setting. Once the number of incorrect decoding methods reaches a threshold, it will self-destruct. Therefore, it is impossible to crack the blockade through the stupid method of exhaustive enumeration."

"But the Quasi-Dimensional Mapper is different. This magical technological black box can map an unlimited number of mirror universes for the decoding object. It can make unlimited decoding attempts in countless parallel universes without affecting the target of this universe."

"Therefore, in theory, there is no logical code that cannot be cracked by the Quasi-Dimensional Mapper."

Chapter 123: Bird Out of the Cage

Quasi-dimensional mapper, an advanced decoding instrument from the Human Federation. Like any other star creation, this was also an instrument that Russell threw directly to the Order of Truth for them to study on their own without any technical localization.

This is tantamount to throwing a few black boxes over for people to open.

In Russell's conception, when the Order of Truth can open this technological black box casually, the organization that he has spent a lot of effort to build will take shape.

It’s a pity that they don’t have the ability to do so now, so it’s difficult to solve it, but it’s still okay to use it.

In the corridors of the tomb, one black door after another with flickering spots of light collapsed and self-destructed due to decoding failures, but new doors kept being generated in the void, stretching one after another to infinitely distant places.

Billions of parallel universes appear and disappear in an instant during the mapping and deduction process. If Russell were here, he would probably say "One thought gives rise to thousands of universes", but it's a pity that Alphonse is not as childish as him.

After 7 seconds, all parallel universes disappeared.

The countless pitch-black doors projected by the quasi-dimension filled everyone's field of vision in an instant, and then quickly collapsed and disintegrated after 7 seconds, leaving only the last two pitch-black stone doors standing in the corridor of the tomb, which were mirror images of the same door.

Then, the door opened.

Out of countless failures, "success" emerges.

"It's actually open... Wow!" Before Lystia could utter a word of praise, a series of nimble black shadows rushed out from behind the door and rushed straight towards her head.

Lysitia subconsciously leaned her body back, folding her spine backwards in a way that a normal human could not do, and avoided the first wave of attacks.

Immediately afterwards, a spirit bone blade wrapped in refined gold pierced her belly and nailed a pitch-black mechanical beetle to the wall.

"Ghost-working beetles - and tomb ghosts!" Lysitia somersaulted up from the ground and nimbly hid behind the soft waist of the elf banshee who had just saved her life.

A large number of insect-style mechanical structures poured out from the other side of the tomb door. Several technical priests skillfully lifted up their red robes, revealing the large-caliber plasma weapons and mechanical arms for various purposes underneath, and poured firepower at the incoming structures with bared fangs and claws.

Although these oil guys look weird, they are really good at fighting...

"The security protocol for the ancient tomb has been activated. There will be more and more underworld constructs gathering here. We should not hold on here. Let's fight our way out."

Alphonse dodged the gravity distortion caused by a special gun used by the priest beside him and directly got on the back seat of a hoverbike of an Eldar banshee. He ignited the dust and let the psychic shield completely cover the entire motorcycle.

The ironic banshee holding the spear of argument drove a falcon-type hoverbike with a shield on and rushed into the gate first, tearing through the enemy formation with the spirit bone blade in her hand. A large number of fighter servants followed, creating space for the armored forces in the rear to advance.

Armored personnel carriers with roaring tracks rolled out from the wide corridor behind them, mixed with automatic robots equipped with heavy bolters and plasma beams. The armored torrent of the God of Machines praised the beauty of machinery with the roar of artillery fire, and quickly engaged in a fierce battle with the activated automatic defense system.

Although their firepower is still far inferior to that of the insane Cyberlux battleframe, the Mechanicus is clearly well aware that archaeology is a dangerous job, and only by bringing along a fully mechanized armored force can they feel more at ease.

Fires like this had occurred many times before, but on a smaller scale, when they had demolished other small pyramids.

The graceful Banshee squad of Fury and Greed moved swiftly on the battlefield, using the psychic circuits built into their armor in conjunction with high-pressure melta and pulse weapons to efficiently hunt down the Tomb Phantoms whose treacherous movements always managed to evade artillery fire.

The Ironic Banshee Squad, driving hoverbikes, led Alphonse and other non-combatants to quickly kill through the chaotic battlefield full of gunfire, using micro-psychic cloaking fields to cover themselves and sneak around quietly.

After getting a chance to catch their breath, they were able to observe the environment behind the door:

——Behind the door of the dimensional blockade is a very empty open area. A straight road that can accommodate small warships runs through the space inside the pyramid. On both sides of the road, gloomy tombs are arranged in layers, or it can be said that the entire pyramid is a huge tomb world.

Alphonse looked around and found that the dimensional blockade gate that he and his group had unlocked was not the main entrance facing the central avenue of this tomb world, but just an inconspicuous small side door.

Even the corridor they just passed through was not the path that the owner of this place, the "Necromancer", would take. It was actually a maintenance network used by the underworld beetles to maintain the operation of various energy facilities.

"No wonder it's so complicated..." Alphonse clicked his tongue.

Tomb ghosts and underworld constructs continued to gather from all directions and rushed to the gap that was cracked by the anomaly. The armored army of the Mechanicus was fiercely engaged in a firefight there with the intensity of forced demolition of feng shui.

Lacking the Banshee's mobility and the cloaking technology that can deceive the Ghostworker constructs, the Tech-Priests are temporarily unable to leave the battlefield.

The missionaries had no intention of turning back to help. They silently called for ground support from the fleet anchored above the pyramids. Then they took advantage of this rare opportunity to quickly flee on their motorcycles and try to investigate the strange tombs that were densely packed on the side of the central avenue.

Then, their investigation ended just as it had begun.

"The tomb is empty."

"Same here for me, how about you, Alphonse?"

"There is no difference. They are all empty." Alphonse jumped out of the tomb with one hand supporting the black stone tombstone engraved with unknown words, and said, "Rather than tombs, it may be more appropriate to call it a hibernation chamber. I found some power supply and maintenance facilities inside. The Necrons should have been hibernating in these tombs."

It was only less than two hundred years ago that these hibernation chambers were opened, and the Necrons sleeping within them awakened.

"But if that's the case... during the three years of peripheral exploration, the total number of 'Flayer' undead we encountered was less than two thousand, which is far less than the total number of hibernation chambers here." Lysitia frowned and pointed to the sky above her head.

Alphonse and the others looked up immediately, and a large structure similar to a spiral escalator appeared before the missionaries.

They seemed to be inside a towering sky-high tower, with two long, intertwined staircases embedded in the tower wall, spiraling upwards.

An incalculable number of tomb hibernation chambers are spread throughout the interior space of the pyramid like honeycomb holes, and high in the sky near the top of the tower, there is a complex hollow structure similar to a "cage" supported by a dozen entangled living metal branches.

It was called a cage, but it was actually an inverted equilateral triangle with one of the upper sides broken. The dull nest was littered with many metal fragments that were slowly squirming in an attempt to repair themselves, and the etheric energy field that was supposed to have existed had long since dissipated.

Above the broken triangular cage was the top of the pyramid, where there was a deep crack as dark as night.

Alphonse took a deep breath and whispered, "I may know why we haven't encountered a large force of Necrons even though they have awakened."

Chapter 124 Prisoner

Because the awakened Necrons had already left, the underworld constructs left behind to guard the house failed to pose any significant threat to the expedition fleet.

With the help of the quasi-dimensional mapper, the Mechanical Society was able to deploy military forces at multiple entrances and invade the interior of the pyramid in a three-dimensional coordinated manner. The iron torrent of the God of All Machines flooded the dark tomb, and the process of occupying the central main pyramid was steadily advanced.

The head of scientific research had proposed that the remaining dozens of Cyberlux war machines be sent into the battlefield to assist in the battle, but his good intention was politely rejected by a high-level technical priest leading the team.

The Oil Man actually refused the assistance of the Titan power, and what he refused was the new equipment that had been transformed by the Order of Truth... The sun is really rising in the west of Holy Terra.

The rejected scientific research director did not think much about it. As a technical geek who did not understand the ways of the world, he deployed the combat troops to the outer pyramid to recover some fixed machinery left by the Necrons. Then he continued to analyze the data sent back by Alphonse when the mechanical repairman used the quasi-dimensional mapper.

What the missionaries failed to notice was that when the mechanized troops composed of automatic robots and combat servants attacked the pyramid, amid the huge momentum, teams of Space Marines ranging in size from a few to a dozen people also quietly sneaked into the pyramid separately under the deafening artillery fire.

The total number of these Space Marines is about 500, wearing uniform bronze power armor. If Alexi were here, he would be able to recognize the identities of these people at a glance - they are warriors of the "Death Stalkers" chapter, a subsidiary of the Dark Angels Chapter.

The Death Stalkers disappeared into the shadows, pursuing a target.

At the same time, Alphonse and his teammates were climbing the spiral staircase in an independent space inside the pyramid, conducting their own investigation on the damaged cage above.

"This tetrahedral cage structure is very interesting."

Alphonse, who had just finished scanning the damaged cage, said from the back seat of the hoverbike, "The outer structure of this cage is equipped with an energy transmission network and an etheric energy field generator, which is used to constrain the space-time structure inside the cage."

Imprisoned in time and space... Should we say that they are worthy of being Necrons? Lystia felt that she had become somewhat numb to the power and advancement of Necromancer's technological creations.