Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

On the surface, the 6th Expeditionary Fleet had the absolute upper hand in this raid, suppressing the Word Bearers, but it was a complete failure in terms of strategic goals: they failed to retain the Word Bearers' flagship "Dark Choir" No. and allowed it to escape into subspace.

The only good thing is that the expedition fleet successfully destroyed multiple Chaos ships in the previous battle. By letting the Shadow Banshee and Jump Gang into the crippled ships, they successfully captured a small number of Word Bearers prisoners.

From the mouths of these prisoners, the 6th Expeditionary Fleet learned a piece of crucial information - the Word Bearers failed to capture Fabius Bile, and the guy fled to other places.

The chaotic battle situation was changing rapidly, leaving little time for everyone to digest the information.

When the ever-expanding subspace rift split the battlefield of this encounter in half, the Lady of Envy lost its last chance to join the main force.

Faced with such a situation, the best choice at the moment is undoubtedly to start the jump engine immediately and initiate a random jump to escape from here. This is indeed what the captain of the Jealous Lady did.

But as if being attracted by some indescribable force, a thick tendril of chaos let go of the captured Word Bearers' crippled ship, and instead reached towards the Jealous Lady, which was starting its jump engine.

Reality began to thin as Chaos engulfed the Jealous Lady's hull, the laws of physics twisted by the intrusion of the Warp, immutable constants changed, and warp drives ceased to function.

"Why, why is it us..."

In the hangar of the Jealous Lady, a tall inquisitor wearing full power armor opened the hatch and jumped out of a carrier-based aircraft that had just completed a close-combat raid.

Sitting next to her foothold were two Word Bearers warriors who had been paralyzed by their power packs and bound their hands and feet. This was Inquisitor Bernadette who had just launched a gang attack with the Banshee troops on the paralyzed Chaos Light Cruiser. results.

Bernadita hung the red blood-drinking demon sword behind her waist and pulled off the helmet of the prisoner in front of her, revealing a crazy face that showed enthusiasm and disdain.

"Tell me why the tendrils of chaos gave up on other ships to intercept us first, and what kind of chaotic magic you filthy traitors have released!" Bernadita's voice was anxious and full of anger.

She could feel the engine's struggle fading, the Jealous Lady sinking into the sea of ​​souls.

The Word Bearer monk who was slumped on the ground laughed, his hoarse laughter full of contempt: "Chaos magic? If chaos equals evil in your definition, then there is no doubt that you are far more evil than me, madam. "

Bernadita was stunned when she heard this, and subconsciously held the Book of Joy hanging at her waist with her left hand.

The Word Bearer monk's smile became even more exaggerated, and even his voice began to tremble: "I feel the grace of the gods in you. That book, that sword, and the two rings you hang on your chest are all... A chaotic weapon that carries the will of the gods, more than one great being in the dark pantheon is watching you..."

"Admit it, there is no Chaos magic, you know we don't have time to do that. It is you, only you, you are the factor that attracts the power of Chaos...

You are so blessed and blessed by all the true gods.

You are so stupid and clinging to your belief in the false emperor.

You should learn to accept the grace of a true god instead of serving a mummy on a decaying Terra..."

Poof——

Bernadita inserted the Blood-Drinking Demonic Sword into the Word Bearer monk's forehead, ending his chatter. The fanatical preacher still had a smile on his face until his death, and his smile was so chilling that it sent chills down his back.

Big beads of sweat hung down her cheeks. Next to the fallen body, another captured Word Bearer monk whispered softly: "You can't escape, you can't escape, you can't reject the true God." The favor of the Lord, unable to break away from the embrace of chaos...you...hehe..."

"Shut your dirty mouth." Bernadita used her trembling hands to hold the blood-drinking sword blessed by the Blood God and cut off his neck.

A pale head rolled off the power armor and turned around a few times. A pair of bright eyes were still staring at her: "You can't escape..."

"Damn it!" Bernadita suppressed her explosive mentality and quickly walked up from the hangar to the cabin.

Thanks to the extremely high work quality of the sailors on the expedition fleet, the cabin has not yet fallen into chaos. Through the portholes, Bernadita can see the subspace rift with strange waves in the space, as well as the tightly entangled The warp tendrils of the hull trying to drag the Jealous Lady into the abyss.

The brilliance in the Sea of ​​Souls changes rapidly, and all colors in the spectrum can be found in it, from the red of war, which is responsible for blood and killing, to the green of despair, which is filled with the breath of decayed life... and the burning like fire. , Ambilight like the golden color of a fantasy dream.

Bernadita's footsteps stopped in place. She stopped in front of the porthole and looked into the rootless and bottomless abyss.

However, in her eyes at this time, the final crack that symbolized chaos and despair was not despair. Through the destructive power rushing in the sea of ​​souls, she saw a huge and dark sun, burning golden light.

The next moment, the Jealous Lady was swallowed up by the rift.

There is no concept of time in the High Sky. The captain of the Lady of Jealousy has forgotten whether he turned on the Geller force field before or after the ship fell into subspace. In short, it was on, but it soon became invalid. .

The sailors on the ship were horrified to discover that the Geller force field that maintained the reality bubble around Ms. Jealousy had somehow automatically extinguished as soon as it was turned on, leaving the entire ship unprotected in the turbulent currents.

But then they were shocked to realize that even if the Geller force field failed, there were no intruding subspace creatures in the cabin of the Jealous Lady, and it was surprisingly clean.

In the ship's command room, the psyker from the Leiput family took off the holy word cloth that blindfolded his eyes and tried to find some reference points from the sea of ​​souls to determine where he was.

But as soon as the navigator's eyes without normal vision opened, he let out a miserable groan and fell to the ground in pain.

"What's wrong with you?" The truth monk on the side asked with concern.

——But the monk did not help the fallen navigator. Instead, he frowned and silently retreated behind the Eldest Banshee holding the argument spear.

He knew very well that if the navigator saw something he shouldn't see in the subspace, there was a high probability that it would mutate into a chaotic evil thing. Fortunately, this navigator was lucky. Under the gaze of several banshees and Astra Militarum soldiers, his body did not change.

The navigator's eyes were filled with bright red blood, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, but his expression was not painful at all. Instead, he showed a strange kind of enthusiasm and... happiness?

"I saw a dark sun burning with golden flames." The navigator said tremblingly: "I saw our God Emperor using His broad hands to divert the ocean currents for us and guide us in the direction of the expedition... I saw His There is compassion and sorrow in his eyes, and his voice is as melodious as the moans of countless civilians under the hive..."

"He said the end is ahead and the beginning is ahead."

The navigator, who was speechless, covered his face with blood and tears and cried.

In the cabin, Bernadita, who was standing in front of the porthole, also woke up from her trance. When she looked again, she saw that the dark sun hanging high in the sky had disappeared, along with the turbulent subspace turbulence all around. The tide also recedes.

The distorted colors gradually faded, and when I raised my head, I could see the sickly blue-purple starry sky in the maelstrom.

"Are we coming out of the subspace?" Bernadita looked around in disbelief. The eerie feeling that the end was coming had faded away, but the stars in the sky still shone with strange light.

Quickly walking through the corridor and entering the battleship command room, the surrounding scene was already displayed on the wide holographic projector:

The Lady Yi Jealous floated in a very quiet, almost dead airspace, slowly drifting forward.

In front of the battleship, there is a beautiful and shining planet, as clear as a huge crystal diamond, which reflects the starlight that is thrown at it from all directions into a colorful brilliance.

"He said the end is just ahead."

The navigator wiped the blood and tears from his face and shouted to everyone in the control room in an extremely fanatical tone: "Our starting point is ahead..."

Bernadita and the captain looked at each other, nodded, and walked forward slowly, staring at the beautiful crystal planet in front of them.