Warhammer, from Gothic Fleet to Azur Lane

The Sunlight Fleet is the largest of the Empire's independent fleets, but also the rarest. Since its establishment, the Sunlight Fleet has only one mission, to defend Terra, the center of the human empire and the home planet of mankind. Terra's master is the master, and only the fleet in the solar system is the real Sunlight Fleet!

When did Terra's father come to the countryside to beg for food? But Spyr thought about it and still stood up for his rationality and even served as his guards and advisors. Since it was the will of the Golden Throne, everything was possible.

Having obtained such a "sharp sword", he had to end the hatred that had lasted since the 12th Black Crusade, use Abaddon's head to pay tribute to the dead souls, and use the blood of the enemy to cleanse the God-Emperor's desecrated nursery. In the name of Spyr!

A big victory, he needed a big victory, a victory that would be more profitable than annihilating the Plague Fleet, a victory that would be enough to turn the tide of the war. And this opportunity was not in Yayong, not in the First Front Army, but in the Malin District of the Second Front Army.

The secondary star of the Marin District is the last base of the Empire in the Marin District. Although it is only a secondary star, its strategic value far exceeds that of the main star of the Marin District, which is a hive world. The largest shipyard in the entire Agrippina Star District is located here, and the new Imperial Navy ships, including a battleship and three cruisers, are being equipped here.

It is expected that the sea trials will be ready within two years, and it will be ready to join the battle in about three years. The reason why the Empire had to defend the Marin District Sub-Star was because this planet had the power to change the situation of the war. Now, with the transfer of a battleship as bait, will you follow it or not?

What era is it still about mobile warfare and commerce-breaking warfare? In the Age of Sail, the main battle is decisive! The Imperial Navy now has an absolute advantage, and Speyer wants to take advantage of the Chaos Fleet's slow intelligence to lure him into a main battle.

Not coming? If not, the transfer is more than just a bait. The damaged battleship will be dismantled and reassembled, and within two months, the Imperial Navy will have another battleship that can be used normally. The main fleet can be turned around and smashed into the First Front Army to gain an advantage. He won't lose anyway.

I have made my move. "Let me see what you choose."

Chapter 59: Killing to Protect Life

"What will you choose? Huki (surrender) or destruction." The sharp bird calls surrounded Salmin, but only increased her anger. The strange power contained in them was like a mud dragon entering the sea, without any ripples.

However, the purpose of the owner of the voice has been achieved. After wasting two days to clear out five portal nodes, and beheading five great demons in a row, and killing countless demons, Salmin is on the verge of exploding. She knows that she has fallen into a trap, but all she can do now is to keep going.

The five demons were all elite demons with their own titles in the Three Gods Family, but they all knew Carlos and knew where Carlos' nine portal nodes were. If Salmin couldn't see that this was information Carlos had deliberately revealed to her, she could just find a piece of tofu and kill herself.

But the most frustrating thing is that even if Salmin knew, she also knew that Carlos knew that she already knew, so she had to temporarily follow the steps given by Carlos. Clearing the portal nodes one by one, he no longer went to the nodes to look for Abaddon, there was no need.

Because this information was left by Carlos himself, although she didn't know what the birdman was planning, she knew that it was impossible to "jump the level" and kill Abaddon here.

Wait and look forward to it.

Salmin, who recognized the difference in IQ between the two sides and no longer thought about taking chances, naturally had his own specialty, calculation ability. As long as he monitored the refugee rescue situation in real time and calculated and controlled the main battleships and frigates to pick up and send them in batches in real time, he could minimize the losses when disasters occurred.

My family is big and powerful, so what if I exchange a dozen cruisers for billions of civilians? I can afford it. If you want to continue playing hide-and-seek with me, remember to wash your neck. Carlos, I will never let you have the chance to return to the subspace easily. Do you want to die? Have you asked me?

Carlos, look at those idiots you brought with you. Did you see this anointed weapon? You'll be in trouble when we get to Cadia!

Fourteen days, she would wait here for fourteen days. In a place as small as a planet, any large subspace fluctuations would not escape the detection of the Emperor's Dream. With her speed, Carlos could not escape. And when all the civilians were rescued, it was time to show real cruelty.

Even if there were only two fleets left, what would that matter? She could destroy a planet without a fleet, she could do it alone!

She turned into a meteor and fell from the sky. Even after several decelerations, the sonic booms caused by the dive were enough to make all the creatures standing on the ground crawl to the ground. Then it was the stage for the gun blade and a massacre. No matter how powerful the demon was, it was no match for her.

Therefore, these small demons were specially selected by Carlos, highlighting the large quantity and fullness. After killing small demons for two days, her heart was as cold as a knife. She only needed to thrust forward with her spear, and she could clear all obstacles with her charge. Ten short swords protected her around her, like flying silver butterflies.

However, what these beautiful elves bring is the most gorgeous bloody massacre. Demons, followers of Chaos, and completely corrupted and mutated beings that used to be called humans are just wheat in the wheat field. But Salmin is not a sickle that brings death, she is a combine harvester.

Efficient and deadly. Generally speaking, it would take two squads to a company of Astartes to clear such a small or medium-sized warp portal, fighting for half a day to several days. But this is the time it takes for a sickle to harvest an acre of land, while for a harvester, it is just a matter of driving past.

At least ten of the ten minutes were spent identifying nearby survivors, those who were corrupted by Chaos and could not be saved, and those who were potential dangers but could be saved. In this regard, she was quite cold-blooded - the Empire had no conventional way to treat Chaos erosion, and only loyalty and perseverance could give them a glimmer of hope.

Therefore, for those who have been corrupted by chaos, the light of plasma is enough to erase all blasphemy, and may their souls return to the Golden Throne. Ending the pain and praying silently are the only things she can do.

No matter how much pain and separation there is, it is just a moan in the Warhammer universe. Even if the savior who came from the sky killed his wife and daughter in front of his father the next moment, and killed the baby from the mother... she had to do it. Chaos erosion is irreversible. If humans want to survive in this universe, even forced sacrifice is necessary.

The First Legion that came from the safe passage she opened would erase the memories of these innocent mortals, and then further screen out those who were manipulated and had a tendency to join the Chaos. Yes, they were manipulated, how could it be such a coincidence that the whole family survived, but the most vulnerable group was eroded by Chaos.

This was also a casual move by Carlos, and it could be considered an open plot. And Salmin's answer was "Kill!" Killing is to protect life, and killing karma is not killing people. This is Salmin's real thought, save those who can be saved, and kill those who should be killed!

She would neither kill anyone by mistake nor save anyone by mistake. She walked on the path called right, and would only be happy if she saved one more person, and angry if she didn't kill one more demon. Those who entered the demon must be killed. In the 41st millennium of human darkness, the law was so simple.

Not continuing to torture and kill them with the anointed weapon like he did with those demons was Salmin's last mercy to the possessed.

When all the sins were buried under the glow of plasma, the always correct and noble Valkyrie rose into the sky again. Her mission was far from over. When the number of people reached 'ten thousand', it was already difficult to see them all with the naked eye. What kind of number was 'one hundred million'?

The total population of this hive city is estimated to be around 3 billion. Excluding the population of the lower hive, the middle and upper hives have about billion people, equivalent to the total population of k Eurasia. Even if we estimate based on the dynamic rescue volume in the past two days, the number of people who can be rescued is between billion and billion.

2.6 billion is not just a number. It is a real face stored in her computer, some are afraid and hesitant, some are full of hatred, some are firm and resolute... They are all real people. The master is kind-hearted and can't bear to see so many people die in front of her, so she can't stop yet.

Even though she had ordered the others to take turns to avoid mistakes, her fight was not over yet. You are the chief demon of Tzeentch, right? You are the one who planned everything, right? You want me to make the choice, right? Then why not try to see which is stronger, your beak or my spear blade? Carlos, Dad is here to kill you!

Next episode, no regrets in killing the bird (black face)!

Chapter 60 is a mouthful of astonishing wisdom! Retreat!

Eyes monitor every important node in the gap between the subspace and the curtain of reality. Everything is under control, at least it thinks so. Carlos is naturally proud of himself. The eagle has two heads and can see the past and the future. Although there are some limitations, who can deny its power?

The plan has been in place for more than three months, with countless fateful branches intertwined here, and conspiracies, covert plots, and hidden and visible plots have together formed this impenetrable giant network. This is definitely the most carefully planned one, and what it wants to catch is an invisible and intangible monster that can easily destroy the entire planet!

Salmin was a monster, and Carlos knew her nature better than anyone else. It had "died" many times, at least in the future it had seen, and was torn apart without any warning along with all its defenses and disguises! It was like this every time, because Salmin was a ghost that did not exist to it and to these creatures of the warp.

The unobservable ghost of death! She is the real devil. If Carlos is the ultimate mechanical monster, then Salmin is a brainless work of mechanism and value, casually applying the old Tan mechanism - it can almost ignore any subspace power and long-range attacks, and only the most sacred melee can have a slight possibility of causing damage.

The outrageous values ​​filled in with feet, the gun blade alone can cut off mountains, the plasma and the glow of the explosion are enough to burn the ocean, whether it is destroying a continent or even slowly breaking up an entire planet, it is not difficult for her. On top of this, there is the desperate tankiness and health bar that has surpassed ordinary battleships in the ship girl mode alone.

What established her status as the king of dung monsters was the blood-locking teleportation mechanism before she was defeated. Not only did she not drop her equipment after all the hard work, she was even reluctant to give her experience! While cursing, no player wanted to actively provoke such a wild boss.

Players are people who play games, not people who are played by games. The so-called players are naturally qualified at the level of great demons, demon princes, lesser gods, and primarchs.

But the Warhammer universe is not a 1v1 battle between the Empire and other forces, but a chaotic battle between countless forces, big or small. At this level, everyone has his own things to do. Those who have people under them have to take care of the affairs of the whole family; those who have no people just want to have fun on their own. Who would bother with a dung monster king?

But Carlos is different. In this dark galaxy, apart from the top five evil gods who act as GMs and do whatever they want, Carlos, the Lord of Change, the chief demon of Tzeentch, and the 'Fate Weaver' is already the top player.

Top players all have one thing in common: the pursuit of challenges!

Looking at the whole galaxy, apart from the golden throne, which was really a way to get someone's head, what else could be more attractive than taking such a Warp Civil War phantom into one's own pocket? Just as it tried to subdue Guilliman during the Terran expedition, now, Carlos also wanted to turn Salmin into his toy.

It likes this kind of challenge. Since it was reborn in the Well of Eternity, everything in the universe has no secrets for it. This is the only gold content in the Warhammer universe that sees the past and the future as belonging to the same person!

Until now, the invisible and intangible ghost has ignited its desire to conquer. An existence that it cannot see and can only perceive through some indirect manifestations, a most challenging and dilute treasure!

she is mine!

Since it accepted the order from the Lord of Change, it did not even bring its troops, but with the help of Abaddon, it was the first to jump from the subspace to the physical universe. Intelligence Carlos is invincible, but don't underestimate my prophecy. You want to start a war in Jubal, right?

It knew everything, but it only added fuel to the flames. Abaddon's victory was not its victory. On the contrary, Abaddon's defeat was the cornerstone of its victory. It had been deployed on Jubal, a remote mining planet, for more than three months, with all its configurations fully loaded, just for this moment!

The Untouchables do not completely ignore the Warp! Even 99.99% resistance is effective, just like the Red Devil Magnus can easily kill the Silent Sister in seconds. In this planet-level position that he carefully arranged, he has this confidence - he is definitely stronger and not weaker!

But this was not enough, it only gave him the ability to fight back, what he wanted was the absolute power to capture Thalmin alive and turn this rare treasure into his toy. In other words, she wanted to bring Thalmin to the Sanctuary of Tzeentch, and under the power of the Lord of Change, directly indoctrinate him with corruption, a killing move that no one could withstand.

But the problem is, putting an elephant in the refrigerator is easy to say. How can he let a high-level untouchable fall into the Sanctuary of Tzeentch? A small-scale tearing of the warp curtain will be directly invalidated under her power, and a large-scale ritual... Salmin is not blind.

But what if she completed the ritual herself? Nine is the holy number of Tzeentch. As long as Salmin personally performed nine super-large sacrificial ceremonies directed to the Lord of Change, with the blessing of the planetary altar, it would be enough to break through this 99.99% resistance reduction and establish a strong enough connection between him and the Tzeentch Sanctuary.

Finally, she only needed to complete a sacrifice of the highest standard to completely activate this planet-level altar. She could be brought to the Lord of Change to receive the highest reward. As a reward for performing such an impossible and perfect play in front of Tzeentch, the Lord of Change promised to temporarily lend it a portion of the ownership.

That's right, it had never thought of defeating Thalmin through fighting from the beginning. Even Angron, the Primarch of the Terror Demon, who was best at direct duels and could see Thalmin, was chopped off by her head-on. It shouldn't even try as a pure magic damage character who couldn't even see Thalmin.

Although it didn't know the specific situation at that time, if it hadn't killed Angron head-on, Khorne's character would never have made her the Everchosen. And its master personally gave it a name to disgust Khorne, which indirectly proved the value of that battle. It didn't dare to go up at all when the buffs were stacked!

All of Sarpin's enemies on this planet, including it, were bait! All other arrangements were to cover up its true purpose. But all this was in vain. Because Sarpin did not think carefully about his arrangements, and did not engage in any mental confrontation with it, she stepped into the trap right away.

The prediction of the bronze position by the King was a lonely one, but as long as he didn't want to win, he wouldn't lose. Whether Salmin wanted to kill Abaddon or save the people on this planet, she had to go through these nine steps.

She had already lost the battle the moment she stepped onto the planet. Since she was willing to come down, it meant that Carlos had made the right bet. No matter which of these two was Salmi's goal, or if it was both, it meant that Salmi would definitely follow its footsteps and send herself into the Sanctuary of Tzeentch. Otherwise, why would she come down? She couldn't be here to kill it.

Chapter 61 Carlos' Dream

It was already invincible. All it had to do now was to avoid the Salmi who flashed in front of him from dozens of miles away by predicting the future. He killed him in seconds. Wait until this efficient demon-killing machine killed the three gods and demons in the nine transmission nodes one by one under the combined effect of the ritual and the planetary altar, and sacrificed them to the Lord of Change.

When Salmin completed the nine large-scale sacrificial ceremonies, and those bonds connected her to the Sanctuary of Tzeentch, it was time for Carlos to die. All it had to do was to send itself off as the last one. It would be extremely difficult to survive or even win, but if it wanted to die, it didn't matter if it had no hands.

With the aggressiveness, confidence and intelligence that Salmin was showing now, Carlos was absolutely sure that when he appeared in the center of the altar and announced his presence, it would take less than two seconds for Salmin to take the initiative to jump into the trap created by his amazing wisdom and swallow the bitter fruit that she had brewed herself.

Using Abaddon's 700 warships, an entire Titan legion, and the near-annihilation of nearly 50,000 Astartes as bait; the flesh and souls of nine archdaemons and hundreds of thousands of demons as chains; and finally, the death of the chief archdaemon of Tzeentch himself, dragging the entire planet and the Salmin into the warp! Let's not talk about whether it's wise or not, just tell me whether it's shocking or not.

Without the wisdom of the great demon Tzeentch, it is impossible to understand that these rituals and portals were set up to be destroyed, and those guards or demons who were simply attracted by the flesh and blood behind the portals are the real sacrifices!

An absolutely magnificent battlefield, the death of billions of real warriors. The Blood God's attention was drawn to this system, and the Warp barrier trembled under his power. Abaddon's defeat was the real cornerstone of this plan. How to weaken the Warp veil here without making the Blood God suspicious? The answer is to let Khorne do it himself.

What if Khorne finds out he's been fooled and comes to trouble him? The Lord of Change won't let Khorne personally deal with Kalos. As for those barbarians and Khorne Daemons, I'll have Thalmin by then, so why should I be afraid of you? He hasn't even considered failure, so you tell me how to lose?

Afterwards, he took the initiative to lead the great demons of the three gods to descend here. Whether it was blood and death, disease and despair, or endless wailing and torture, they all spread the power of the three gods to the maximum - at this time, the warp curtain had been weakened to the extreme!

The moment when Salmin, entangled by nine invisible chains, cuts off Carlos' head on the final altar - everything in this galaxy with nine planets will fall directly into the realm of Tzeentch in the surging waves of the warp, without any mistakes!

A perfect plan, a textbook example of deception and the weak defeating the strong. It seemed as if it had seen the terrifying demon who had killed it dozens of times in the future being beaten to its knees by the Lord of Change and dragged back to serve as its star!

At that time, you will be called the devil, right? The greatest devil under the four gods, right? Come, first, save my dog. Now, it's fantasy time!

Until the moment of the corpse being separated in the illusory vision, the visual changes interrupted its fantasy, and the figure of the Great Demon of Tzeentch instantly disappeared under the brilliance of the teleportation spell, as if nothing had happened. The next moment, Salmin flashed nearby and vigilantly distinguished every movement nearby... nothing.

This scene has been played out more than 20 times, but because of this, Carlos is not panicked at all. If Salmin can kill it, she will definitely not hesitate. More than 20 failures mean that she really has no ability to kill it. If it wants to run away, no one can catch it, not even Salmin.

However, Carlos misjudged his value in Salmi's heart. Even more outrageous than Sophon, it can predict the future and monitor everything, but it can't see through people's hearts. To be more precise, it can only observe Salmi indirectly and can't fully evaluate everything. Even if it can predict the future and see the past.

The most important point is that it misjudged the intelligence. This was the first confrontation between Salmin and it. Carlos was in the dark, and Salmin was in the light. Salmin should not have known it so clearly. In theory, this is correct. But, the upper narrative, kid.

When Thalmin heard the name of Carlos from the Great Daemon of Slaanesh, she understood who her real biggest enemy was in the 13th Black Crusade. Abaddon was just a traitor, and even if there were a few ascended primarchs, it would only be a bloody battle, and no one would be afraid of anyone.

But Carlos is different, it is the only exception. To put it bluntly, the basis for defending Cadia is to win the naval battle. As long as the Chaos main battleship enters the vicinity of Cadia, the Earth-shattering Star and the Heaven and Earth will only depend on how much Chaos is willing to pay. If the naval battle is not won, Cadia will definitely not be defended, and Carlos is the only one who can turn Chaos' defeat into a loss.

The conditions for Chaos' final victory were simply too simple. As long as the naval battle was not lost, Thalmin would lose, and the Empire would lose. Thalmin could not accept such a future. The opportunity she had gained by using a ray of Khorne's true spirit to shatter Tzeentch's crystal labyrinth should not be wasted.

So Carlos must die. For her oath, for the integrity of the empire, for the trillions of sacrifices after the Great Rift opened, Carlos must die, must die here!

She must physically erase the most important strategic weapon of Chaos that can turn the tide of the war. A Carlos who is killed and sent back to the subspace and can only be alive and kicking after a few years is a good Carlos. All such bugs must be out of print.

Some people say, that's it? That's enough. Carlos thinks killing Abaddon and rescuing civilians are more important, but for Salmin, she can ignore those portal nodes, Carlos' death is the most important thing to her!

Uninformed and unmanifested changes are the biggest obstacle to a plan that must be executed meticulously and steadily. Failure is a common occurrence for T-birds, and it has to happen. Carlos would never know that the reason for its failure was caused by the intelligence of the fucking upper narrative.

The twenty-sixth, Salmin silently memorized this number. Carlos was teleported to a place she expected to be teleported again. Salmin was not a smart person, he didn't know how to break this ability to predict the future, so he had to use the dumbest way.

Can't you run? Then when all the places you can teleport to are within my attack range, where can you escape to? At that time, you can only foresee one certainty, death. This is a fair and dignified final kill!

Chapter 62: Carlos's Tragedy

Carlos's teleportation location is quite far from any teleportation gate or teleportation node. The three-dimensional map constructed in her mind has already marked densely packed points. With these points as the center, a large sphere with a radius of 10km is constructed. You will find that Carlos's expected teleportation points are all in the gaps between these spheres.

The space that was deliberately left empty in pursuit of perfect interference-free teleportation has become its biggest flaw. So under this control condition, can she use the known teleportation points to build a model to predict Carlos's algorithm, and how to arrange the most teleportable points?

If Carlos really polished this plan over and over again, this optimal path should almost overlap with Carlos' actual path! And the effect is indeed very gratifying. With only a dozen known points and such few control conditions, the overlap rate of her results after 10^99 iterations exceeded 83%.

Carlos then sent 26 of the 22 points that he predicted. As he adjusted the parameters, the data became more and more accurate, closer and closer to Carlos's idea. Prophecy cannot read people's hearts, but machines can! This is a victory of computing power.

Moreover, she had roughly figured out how far Carlos could jump, which was only about 3.63 to kilometers. This distance was more than enough to play with mortals, but for her, it was far, but not far enough. The maximum cruising speed was Mach, which meant that Salmin would be in front of it again in just half a minute.

Of course, this was not enough. What if it was a fixed-point macro-cannon bombardment? The answer was a moment. As long as she could lure Carlos to an area where he had already located the expected teleportation array, 40 kilometers would be the death line that Carlos could never cross.

——Carlos felt something was not right.

Damn it, Salmin is still chasing me! It felt fear and confusion, Salmin's pursuit speed was getting faster and faster. So fast that he was exhausted! As soon as he finished teleporting, he had to read the next teleportation spell, and then he predicted his own death again. Teleport, read, predict, teleport, read...

Could it be that he predicted the location of my teleportation array? No, that's impossible! Carlos dismissed the idea in horror.

Each pre-set teleportation array was carefully arranged by him, a masterpiece that would not be interfered with in any way. Each one was the optimal solution obtained by him after repeated calculations for ninety-nine times. At the same time, they were all attached with dense and extremely complicated anti-prophecy arrays. Except for the Lord of Change, even he himself could hardly predict the specific location of each array.

However, time and again, in the end, it could even feel desperately that the next moment it teleported, Salmin was already ready. Then it foresaw its own death again. It seemed as if its throat was strangled, and its sharp and brisk chirping had stopped without knowing when.

Until it saw (foresight) - it emerged from midair and saw that figure again. The invisible and formless ghost withdrew her disguise. Then came the bone-eating pain. The vortex that seemed to swallow his soul stood less than fifty meters in front of him!

It immediately recognized this dwarf who was less than two meters tall. He was not wearing a helmet, and his long black hair was only held in place by a laurel wreath to maintain his general shape. Strong winds kept blowing up the ends of his hair. His delicate and cold face was flawless, and the most eye-catching thing was his bright golden eyes, which were cold and dazzling but seemed to have a hint of tenderness at the same time.

Perfect, as if it shouldn't exist in the world. But to it, this woman is more terrifying than a billion Khorne Daemons! At this distance, if she wanted, she could even pull out its spine without it reacting!

But it was not over yet. Although it had no time to change the teleportation point, it could always teleport again at the cost of another teleportation array collapsing. It saw the endless plasma flames burning everything.

Accident! It must be an accident!

However, the next one, the next one, and the next one... eleven points in total, they will face the direct fire of the ship-borne plasma macro cannon that covers the sky and swallows everything! But, how is it possible? Once is a coincidence, twice is an accident, and eleven times, it can no longer deceive itself, this is a sure kill!

死棋

It lost, completely lost in the aspect it was most proud of, and was defeated miserably. But it shouldn't be so dull, it was killed, but until the end it didn't see why it lost, and now everything around it was just an extremely peaceful battlefield, without the endless plasma flames at all.

And from the perspective of the future at the beginning, each shelling was not a random shooting, it was really aimed at all the teleportation arrays it could reach and could not reach. So, it didn't understand, why did you play with me for so long with this kind of predictive ability? Is it interesting?

So, it chose to give up. When the light of transmission was seen by another head, it really came to Salmin. Above the girl, a mechanical dragon more majestic than an emperor-class Titan covered the sky for her, and twenty-three plasma fire pillars penetrated the sky and the earth. "Quack, don't touch it!"

It was too late. Salmin had already grasped fate by the throat. The two bird heads collided heavily, and the strong impact made Carlos even feel that his brain was squeezed to the other side. Then there was extreme pain - its alien forked spine was cleverly pulled out with flesh and broken bones, becoming Salmin's new collection.

Mouth, the Emperor's Blasting Pliers! (bushi)

Now, in addition to spells, it could only spit out flesh and blood. Even the chief demon of Tzeentch completely lost the ability to resist after being hit by this. It was already a tough luck that it didn't die.

"97.73%", Carlos heard the demon spit out a string of numbers, probability? Is it the probability she predicted?

The question was answered before it was even asked. "You stepped on 43 points in the fourth iteration, with only one exception in 44 teleportations. I made a bet, and you lost. It's that simple."