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She might then strike back into the Warp, bringing the same "tranquility" to the psychic dimension.

To create a world that will never give birth to new life, a world without life and thought, a world without all emotions, a world that is absolutely unchanging. This is the ambition of the Queen of Synthesis.

The scary thing is that she might succeed. Once she sweeps across the entire galaxy, perhaps even the Four Chaos Gods will be unable to stop her, because her core of annihilation has no soul or desire.

Stay away from upside-down dreams, ultimately achieve Nirvana, without worries or fears.

……

This girl sounds like the ultimate crazy version of some kind of Samana philosopher, and she even has the use of force to realize her crazy ideas. We must stop her behavior!

The Visionary Prophet, or the Nameless Apostate, shares our hero's vision and has declared that he will fully join our ranks and stand alongside the Federation, solely to defeat the Synthetic Queen and atone for the sins of the Cabal.

To do this, we must embark on a long expedition to collect the important artifacts needed to defeat the Synthetic Queen.

A new struggle has begun.

……

Across the galaxy, the one spoken of by the Visionary Prophet has begun his great work.

A mysterious sky storm swept across a certain star field, isolating everything there from the outside world.

Here, in a wasteland engulfed by nanostorms, Eliphas, the Word Bearers' preacher and the almighty Chosen One of Chaos, is now being held in the palm of a certain being.

"You mindless monster, your heretical actions will be punished!"

Eliphas tried hard to break free from the restraints of the terrifying iron man in front of him, but to no avail.

Setana has arrived.

This figure, resembling a goddess statue, radiated a yellow energy. Her form seemed unbound by the laws of reality, its edges sometimes blurred, sometimes sharp. Every tiny shift felt like the laws of physics reshaping themselves around her.

Her arrival was without any magnificent ceremony, nor any deliberately created terrifying scene. She simply stood there, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean.

"My child, celebrate."

Her voice was ethereal and gentle, with an unsettling compassion, like a mother soothing a child about to fall asleep.

"After a long separation, I return to your side today. Let us achieve great things together."

……

Before her, Eliphas, the Great Word Bearer who had fought in countless expeditions, was now unable to move.

Countless marks of sacrifice and desecration were engraved on his armor and weapons. These twisted runes flickered as they were activated with full power, and his eyes burned with the frenzied power of the gods' blessings.

However, at this moment, this powerful force seemed to be forced into a desperate situation by Setana's light, flickering.

"What do you mean by 'great deeds'?"

Setana leaned forward slightly, a kind of compassion in her eyes, and her voice was so gentle that it was heart-pounding, as if the entire universe was slowly falling asleep in her whisper.

"Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, birth, old age, sickness, and death, knowledge and power, desire and pursuit, all of these are nothing but illusions and the cycle of suffering."

She slowly raised her arms, as if to hold up the heavy truth of this desolate interstellar space.

"The galaxy's eons of history, the struggles of all beings, the rise and fall of empires, the birth and annihilation of gods, all ultimately return to a meaningless dream. Your pain, fear, desire, struggle—everything is false."

"I will bring true liberation to all sentient beings who are still obsessed with delusion. From then on, they will realize ultimate nirvana and be completely saved from suffering."

……

Aliphas stared at her and heard her "ambition".

For the first time in ten thousand years, he didn't mindlessly reread Lorgar's flawed classics as he had done in the past. For the first time in ten thousand years, the power of Chaos had only positive effects on him.

His mind no longer corrupted by the whispers of the Dark Gods, no longer driven by mad desires, he looked upon Seltana, the mechanical creation that spoke of a destiny more radical than Chaos: a destiny deeper than destruction, purer than blasphemy, more extreme than the ecstasy and fury of any god.

He calmly refuted the Synthetic Queen's ideals: "The Dark Gods may be capricious, but beings corrupted by Chaos still think, yearn for divine grace, fear divine punishment, and feel alive. You will only bring about a cold, stagnant, and dead world, a world where only you exist."

Setana was silent for a moment, as if she was thinking, or as if she was feeling compassion.

"You're still stubborn."

There was a deep regret in her voice, like a mother watching a naughty child who refused to sleep.

"But I don't blame you."

……

Aliphas suddenly felt an irresistible chill invade his consciousness. This wasn't psychic erosion, nor was it the blasphemy of Chaos, but a sense of utter finality, a sense of annihilation beyond the soul, beyond death, and even beyond the laws of the universe.

His thoughts were frozen in an instant, and his consciousness seemed to be stripped out of time. He could not think, resist, or perceive.

His existence, or his "self" and soul, was being gently dissolved by Setana's will, like a drop of water merging into the endless deep ocean, disappearing without a trace.

Eliphas did not die, because in Setana's logic, destruction is still a way of existence, and his consciousness was simply gently cleared away, no longer generating pain.

His body still stood there, his armor still inlaid with chaos runes, but his eyes had lost their light, his psychic power was completely extinguished, and the blessing of the gods had dissipated.

His heartbeat, breathing, everything, came to a standstill. He no longer thought, no longer struggled, no longer existed.

Selana slowly extended her hand and gently lifted Eliphas' body. He was thrown into the annihilation matrix, incorporated into Selana's assimilation protocol, and transformed into a prosthetic corpse puppet for war.

On distant interstellar battlefields, his figure will appear again, wielding the artifact bestowed by Chaos, but he will no longer laugh wildly or chant. He will not sacrifice to the gods, nor will he crave glory.

He simply carried out orders silently, like countless warriors transformed by Setana, marching towards the cold, stagnant, and dead world that even Chaos feared.

Setana watched all this quietly and said softly:

"Do not be afraid, my child."

"You finally have peace."

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Chapter 183 Recovering the Webway Tunnel Boring Machine.

Faced with the threat posed by Setana, the Nameless Apostate believes a solution can be found by reclaiming the sacred heritage of the Eldar Empire.

Setana's Skystorm is an extremely advanced barrier system, powerful enough to rival even the reality splits created by the C'tan, but there are ways to break it.

Furthermore, the Nameless Apostate stated that he could perform a ritual that would banish Setana to the end of existence, preventing her from threatening the universe.

But doing so requires the use of long-lost artifacts: the Vaal Anvil and Vaal Amulet from the ancient Eldar Empire. These powerful psionic creations, belonging to the Eldar gods, were lost many years ago. During the Fall of the Eldar, they were lost deep within what is now the Eye of Terror.

But the Visionary Prophet, or Nameless Apostate, believes that the last remnants of the True Eldar Empire still hold information that may help the Federation reposition the fallen Eldar Pantheon within the Eye of Terror.

The so-called remnants of the Orthodox Eldar Empire are the Dark Eldar of Comoros.

……

This is the best of both worlds.

On the one hand, the Federation can use this to obtain a backup plan to deal with the Synthetic Queen besides armed warfare.

On the other hand, we had also intended to settle accounts with the slave owners and rescue the federal troops who had gotten lost in the webway during the battle with Chagatai and most likely drifted into Comoros.

However, since Comoros is hiding in the deepest part of the webway and cannot be reached by conventional means, we must first find a way to pass through.

The Federation's combat specialists asked Jaghatai Khan about the route. During his travels on the Webway, he repeatedly attacked the Dark Eldar and rescued the Imperial prisoners they had captured.

Chagatai had been living quite comfortably in the Federation these days. Thanks to his strenuous negotiations, he had been spared the punishment of exile to a prison planet, where he would have to dig the soil alongside his offspring and the former Ultramarines Chapter Master, Calgar. Instead, he had been granted a significant degree of freedom.

But although Jaghatai is willing to help us eliminate the Dark Eldar, who are a huge threat to the Empire and all normal people, he said that Comoros itself is not fixed and even he cannot find the exact path every time.

Moreover, not long ago, the Eldar of Comoros used some method to sink their capital deeper into the webway, so that even Chagatai could no longer find the entrance or exit.

The Federation then questioned the Harlequin Theatre, with which they had been collaborating for some time. They stated that the Dark Eldar had completely severed their ties with the Harlequin and the Black Library, and that they had hidden themselves in a maze-like dimensional conduit to avoid the Federation's revenge.

Comoros is now in the darkest and deepest corner between the two realms. It will take ten lifetimes to dig them out from the maze-like dimension.

It seems that this task is difficult to complete, but recently, in the Federation's enclave, the area where Kronus's Rogue Trader Dynasty is located, the visit of some new aliens has brought new inspiration to the Federation.

……

After the Great Rift opened, the connection between the Empire World and the core of the Human Empire in the northeastern part of the Milky Way was completely severed due to the Great Rift and the existence of the Federation. Therefore, these areas were called the "Dark Side of the Empire" by humans.

Living within the Dark Empire was a terrifying experience for those human civilizations. In these regions, Warp navigation became difficult, systems were isolated, the armies and fleets of the Imperium of Man could not come to their aid, and they were surrounded by many other dangerous forces.

The Great Khan of the Greenskins, the Necronic Dynasty, the Synthetic Queen, the Tyranids, the Chaos Legions, and other forces are all trying to end any remaining power of the Empire here.

In this environment, one area became a beacon in the darkness, that is, the Kronus and Calixis star regions ruled by Von Valancius, the king of the rogue traders who rebelled against the empire.

This area is now known as the Valanciunas Dynasty, and is connected to the Federation headquarters via a wormhole, thanks to the power of Gnomos, a C'tan follower to the Rogue Trader King, who is as close as a brother and as kind as a father to him.

Therefore, any attempt by any force to attack the Valanciunas Dynasty is equivalent to threatening the security of the Star Community and will be met with a firm and ruthless counterattack from the main fleet of the Federation in a short period of time.

In addition, the living standards here are also quite good. Storm suppressors eliminate the hidden dangers of subspace storms, space defense Changyuan stops pirate attacks, and efficient fourth-level singularity and other production facilities bring endless supplies of materials.

The Valancienne Dynasty became a dream for those Imperial worlds that prioritized survival over loyalty. Many Imperial worlds closer to this region, facing harsh conditions and the influence of spies, ultimately decided to surrender to the Rogue Trader King. Meanwhile, from Imperial worlds further afield, a large number of refugees attempted to enter the Valancienne Dynasty by boat.

The Federation did nothing, and its territory in the northern part of the galaxy expanded every day.

……

Recently, this expanded territory has welcomed new guests.

These little men in green robes call themselves Dark Watchers. They are watchers created by the Ancients to guard their psychic artifacts.

Like many other species created by the Old Ones, they see us as the reincarnation or successors of that ancient race, coming to report to us the results of their years of work.

Our encounters with the Dark Watchers have revealed the existence of three artifacts created by the Old Ones.

The three sentient psionic artifacts known as Ouroboros, Tuchucha, and Plagueheart are, in essence, engineering devices created by the Old Ones in ancient times. Constructed through hyperdimensional engineering, these artifacts are capable of forging special pathways across time and space, the Warp, and reality.

In other words, these artifacts are the devices used by the Old Ones to create the Webway. Their functions are too powerful, so that even the Eldar cannot comprehend them. In addition, their highly dangerous intelligence makes the Eldar decide to seal these creations.

Scientists from the Federation have suggested that we attempt to acquire these artifacts, analyze their functions, and ultimately uncover the secrets of the Webway and make a beeline for Comoros.

This plan has a high probability of success. In addition, the border pressure in the Calixis sector is increasing, and an expedition is urgently needed to wipe out the evil spirits in the dark side of the empire and establish the Federation's dominance in this area.

Thus, an expedition began to eliminate the forces harassing the Federation's northern enclave and seize the three artifacts.

The plan to rob those "Netway Tunnel Boring Machines" was originally an important part of Vashtor's god-making project, but it is too late for it to recover now.

It will be the Federation's responsibility to rehabilitate the recently recovered Primarch of the Dark Angels. We will find something for the old lion to do and see if he still has the teeth and claws.

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Chapter 184 Tuqiucha changes hands.

To counter the Federation's new expedition, to prevent the Federation from using the legacy of the Old Ones to further carve open the universe and allow the "supernatural power" to continue tearing the warp and reality apart, the Chaos Gods, when the Federation sounded the clarion call for war, also launched their actions.

Although the Eight Winds Realm's attack had tied down a significant portion of their forces, these dark gods still had the ability to throw their many chips onto the Great Game table. After all, as evergreen players in the galaxy, they still had plenty of resources at their disposal.

Due to a destructive ritual carried out by the Chaos Cult, a group rampant on the Imperium's dark side, traces of Angron, the Daemon Primarch of the Khorne Legion, and his "good brother" Lorgar, the Chaos Daemon Primarch of the Word Bearers, surfaced on the Federation's borders, near the Daemon Planet of Tuchucha, attempting to prevent the Federation from retrieving the first Artifact.

The Daemon Primarch Mortarion and the Archdemon Korgath descended upon the Plague Heart's burial ground and began to plot some dangerous scheme. They deployed some dangerous artifacts upon the Plague Heart.

At this time, the returning First Primarch of the Empire, Lion El'Jonson, pardoned the crimes of the Fallen Angels and established the Sanctuary of the Lion, rebuilding the power of the Empire within his sphere of influence.

He did not obey the orders of "the damned Thirteen who tore his legion to pieces" and return to Terra without firing a shot. Instead, he used his mysterious psychic power to mobilize a large number of Imperial legions to prepare to defend the Caliban Monolith, the Ouroboros artifact.

To this end, he released the dangerous restricted weapons in the hands of the First Legion, such as the Iron Man combat intelligence called the Extinction Machine, to fight against the threats of Chaos and the Federation.

The three forces, which were not subordinate to each other, maintained a subtle tacit understanding. Instead of starting to fight each other as in the past, they all regarded the Federation as their number one enemy. Although they were superficially united, they had a tacit understanding.

But the Federation didn't care what its enemies were thinking. At the call of the Rogue Merchant King Valancius, the Star God Nomos opened the wormhole he created with all his strength, allowing an incalculable number of Helka Federation ships to pour out of the wormhole.

These deadly warships not only aim to conquer Caliban and seize the three great artifacts, they also want to use these fleets as a foundation to wipe out the dark side of this empire.

Finally, the first major battle took place near Tuchucha.

……

The Federation's first main fleet to capture artifacts encountered the combined forces of Angron and Lorgar near Tuchucha, or rather, two Chaos legions that happened to be on the same path.

Millions of years, along with the distortion and torture brought by Chaos, had long since eroded the so-called brotherhood they once held. The World Eaters would not hesitate to cut down any Word Bearers who tried to preach to a people like them who had nothing left but blood.

The Great Word Bearer himself was well aware of this, and he contentedly served as his "attendant," letting Angron and Khorne's demonic armies charge in the front, while the Word Bearers followed closely behind, then reaping the rewards. On a world engulfed in blood and slaughter, he continued his blasphemous preaching.

Their actions were not simply madness, but a ritual. They hoped to spread the influence of Khorne through this crazy behavior, allowing the Blood God to project more power again.

……

An indescribable fury brewed on the battlefields of Tuchucha, spreading across this corner of the galaxy. The fanatical legions of the World Eaters and Word Bearers dyed many planets blood red.

Their rituals cast the shadow of Khorne into reality, and their anger is more like a disease, infecting all sentient souls here, immersing them in endless rage and killing.

Generally speaking, the Chaos Gods always treat the material universe as their playground, using their power unscrupulously, even if the gains are less than the costs, because they are bound to be the winners.

But now it’s different. Even the Chaos Powers who boast of their infinite power have to be cautious and calculating. They know how those gods who strictly adhere to order should act.