Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

Three standard Terran days later, the silvery rain that flooded the entire planet finally stopped.

The tentacles of the Hive Mothership squirmed and stretched out to other galaxies and resource centers that guarded Favna. As the scarlet shadow dispersed, the Ring of Destruction hanging in the sky also started its jump engine and left here.

An ordinary hive city resident who was seriously injured during the greenskin invasion woke up from the devastated ruins. He opened his eyes and saw a gloomy sky above his head.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

The hive city resident was immediately swallowed up by huge fear. He hurriedly let out strange screams, rolled and crawled into the crater blasted by the green skins, huddled in the pitiful shadows and shivered. , like a maggot that cannot see the light.

——Phobia of open spaces, this is a common characteristic of many hive city residents.

Architectural structures made of plastic concrete and adamantium continued to expand over the millennia of colonization. Dense residential areas and industrial areas were layered on top of each other. Super urban clusters with large populations eventually grew into a towering city. The dense steel jungle is the "hive city".

The majestic hive capital spiers stand towering on a foundation built with the flesh and blood of countless low-level people. Its height is enough to pierce the atmosphere, allowing the noble merchants and nobles living on the hive capital spiers to have a view away from the thick pollution clouds deposited on the planet's surface for thousands of years. The light of a star that ordinary people cannot see in their lifetime.

——Yes, although it is hard to imagine, most of the people at the bottom of the human empire will never see the "sun" of their planet once in their lifetime.

The so-called "dark empire" is not a metaphor, but an objective fact. This is an empire where most people live in a dark environment.

But that's not what the hive was like at the beginning.

A hive city often has to accommodate a huge population of one billion or ten billion. In the heyday of mankind, such huge cities were often managed by artificial intelligence. The huge urban cluster operates in an orderly manner with a complete pollution treatment system and efficient material collection. Advanced intellectual AI serves every human individual living in it meticulously.

Every nest is a brilliant crystallization of human civilization.

After the Iron Man Rebellion, the ecosystem of the hive city that lost artificial intelligence management quickly collapsed. A large number of facilities were not maintained, and the pollution that lacked treatment quickly got out of control. The once beautiful and livable planet quickly turned into a world of death, and each hive city was destroyed. Filled with endless groans of pain from countless humans, the hatred and distrust of AI has now entered the genes of every human being.

After the catastrophe of the Long Night, the humans living in the hive city adapted to the gloomy, cramped, high-pressure environment through dozens or even hundreds of generations of arduous reproduction, and also learned to tolerate the deadly heavy pollution at the bottom of the city.

The ultra-high population density and the crowded and narrow spaces in the middle and lower levels of the hive have caused the physiology and psychology of most ordinary residents to become distorted and degraded. These people who have been huddled in dark corners since birth are often afraid of open environments and bright lights. , become sensitive and neurotic, and it is difficult to call them "human" no matter physically or psychologically.

In fact, the nobles of Fafnir also prefer to call the common people the rats in the gutter - although even rats live a better life than most of the bottom dwellers in the hive city.

Because rats that have adapted to a highly polluted environment can at least fill their stomachs with irradiated food, and a nest city often suffers from famine for 100 years in a century of operation... Isn't the ratio too high?

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!"

"The God Emperor is on top! The God Emperor is on top! Ah——! Humph, hum——ah——!"

"Ahhh——! God Emperor——!!"

As time goes by, more and more residents of the hive city wake up from the nano-disaster, and screams begin to sound in the ruins, which in a sense gives some life to this dead world.

When hive city spiers collapsed in the war, the people of the empire exposed in the ruins in broad daylight struggled and twisted like maggots exposed after lifting the stone, trying their best to crawl back into the dark and narrow gaps to gain such a glimmer of hope. A sense of security.

The empty environment, the sky that I have never seen before, and the body in a strange state are all so frightening.

Only a few Resistance soldiers with a slightly better mental state were able to preserve a little sanity in the fear, and then noticed the milky white light that was constantly shining on the outskirts of the hive city.

That was the light emitted by the teleportation beacon.

Humanoid giants with a height of more than a hundred meters walked out of the light and walked towards the collapsed ruins in groups, causing screams and wailings one after another.

A large number of residents hiding in the gaps crawled out from the backlit corners and fled on their hands and knees. Others were so frightened that their legs were weak and unable to stand up, so they slumped in place and desperately prayed to the God Emperor for protection while digging frantically into the ground with their hands. Their fingers were constantly bruised and bled by the hard sand, and then repaired and healed by the nanorobots implanted in their bodies, and so on.

"Can such a person really help the leader's career..."

On the shoulder platform of a Cybrex battle body, Listia and several fellow truth monks looked distressedly at the people below who were either wailing or hysterical.

"The civilians in the hive generally lack education and knowledge. They may have mistaken the Cerberus War Body for the Orcs' Furry King Kong." A monk said: "Except for the Imperial Titan, this is the closest thing in form. "

"That's what I said, but these combat bodies don't have weapons." Listia was a little helpless.

The Cyberox combat bodies they brought had all had their main weapons removed, and replaced the plasma destroyers and laser matrices with oversized thermal saws, hydraulic claws for transportation, cranes and other equipment.

In short, this is a Titan construction team, here to carry out post-disaster reconstruction. Except for the diplomat Listia, the team is all civil engineers.

"Actually, hydraulic claws and thermal saws are also destructive weapons." An old man muttered.

The Titan construction team moved along the main road on the outskirts of the hive city while clearing away building debris. After successfully attracting a siege from the remaining resistance forces, they successfully found someone they could communicate with.

Baroness Henriette, who had just woken up and was still in a dazed state, accepted the meeting request from the construction team of the Order of Truth, surrounded by more than a dozen guards. They have no other choice.

As the second daughter of Duke Favrna, Henriette was relatively familiar with the Order of Truth, so her brother bought a finely crafted power sword produced in Falla Space City from the black market as her 16-year-old adult gift.

I don’t know which body of a resistance soldier the sword is on.

"It is an honor to meet you, Madam Diplomat. Were you the ones who drove away...the orcs who destroyed Favna?" Henryette asked cautiously.

"Yes." Listia responded generously.

She handed a paper agreement stamped with the official seals of the Imperial Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of Interior and the responsible signatures of multiple sector governors to Henriette, and then said:

"This is the handover agreement signed by our leader and the Human Empire. Here - your father, Duke Fafnir's signature and biometric code are also on it. In the name of the Star Bomber, the Fafnir Galaxy is from this moment on The legal territory administered by the Order of Truth.”

Henriette blinked and looked at Listia's enthusiastic look. She was embarrassed to say that she didn't recognize Duke Favna's biometric code.

Listia was not aware of the Baroness's embarrassment at all. She put a hand on her chest and said with emotion: "Welcome to embrace the truth. Whether you want it or not, the truth will embrace you."