Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

When the Eye of Fear sheds a tear, it is the wave of chaos that sweeps across the starry sky.

At the forefront of the Chaos wave, serving as the spearhead of the attack, was a Chaos fleet branded with twisted runes, flying blasphemous flags, and composed of approximately 400 mutated warships of various sizes.

The beliefs of this fleet are not consistent. Some believe in the Loving Father, some follow the Blood God, and there are also a few believers of Tzeentch mixed in. There is a strong sense of patchwork. The largest of them was a huge warship branded with the golden claw-wing logo and flying the Slaanesh flag.

The mortal soldiers on the asteroid base and the logistics sailors in the naval fleet were all shocked by the magnificence and blasphemy of this giant ship, but apart from shock, there was nothing.

They were just ordinary Imperial soldiers. They didn't even know a few big characters except for the weapon operation manual. Naturally, they couldn't recognize that this beautiful and twisted giant ship was the flagship of the once great and proud Third Legion "The Emperor's Children". .

Queen of Glory class battleship - "Emperor's Pride".

The flagship of the defender's Klenna fleet is an armed heavy cruiser modified from a Mars-class cruiser. The entire fleet consists of 128 combat ships of different specifications, although some armed merchant ships were temporarily recruited. , but the current number of ships still has not exceeded the 200 mark.

Whether it is the number of battleships, fleet composition, or flagship specifications, the Klenna fleet is at an absolute disadvantage in every aspect.

And most importantly, the armed forces of the Krenna Defense Forces are composed almost entirely of mortal soldiers, but the Chaos Spearhead is not without its corrupted Chaos Astartes warbands.

The Emperor's Children of the 3rd Legion were eager to test themselves in the cabins of the Emperor's Pride. They could not wait any longer.

The rolling waves are coming from the sky, trying to engulf this tiny galaxy in one fell swoop.

On the highest wave of the chaotic tide, a tall humanoid monster with four arms dragged a pink-purple slimy snake tail and entangled itself on the bridge of the Emperor's Pride, which was covered with crawling marks.

It lazily opened a pair of charming eyes like a charm, staring at Krentalina who was getting closer and closer.

"Father, we are almost there." A handsome silver-haired space warrior wearing purple power armor quickly came to the side of the four-armed snake-man monster and bowed respectfully.

His voice contained very complex emotions, including admiration, respect, fear, attachment... and extremely strong possessiveness.

The four-armed snake man didn't care at all about his offspring's coveting of his body. On the contrary, he quite enjoyed the feeling of being deeply loved.

He is the Phoenix of the Empire, the Shining One, the Emperor's proudest son... and the most beautiful Daemon Prince of Slaanesh. Fulgrim.

"There is no need to use such lame reasons to approach me, Fernando." Fulgrim's face was breathtakingly beautiful, and his eyes dotted with purple and gold scales exuded endless charm.

Its tall and flexible snake body slowly bowed down, its pale palms with sharp claws gently held the face of the Emperor's son named Fernan, and embraced him with its remaining two arms.

Its long and forked tongue was like a pink two-headed snake that had just hatched from an eggshell. The snake's body with saliva squirmed into Fernan's mouth, and slid into his throat with a slight twist.

"Chirp~"

Fernan's body collapsed as if poisoned, and his flesh, flesh and bones melted into Fulgrim's arms, as if the power armor contained not a powerful space warrior, but a puddle of mud.

Fulgrim's snake tail swayed slightly, and the two-headed snakes were entangled with each other, greedily absorbing all kinds of extreme emotions from their offspring.

When it finally let go of its grip with satisfaction, Fernan's ribs and cervical vertebrae had been broken.

Fulgrim withdrew his hands from Fernan's chest and kissed the blood on his palms with a cold face.

Its brows were furrowed, and there was no hint of trance or comfort after a wet kiss, because Fulgrim had not yet fully enjoyed himself, and his emotions had only just aroused.

A humanoid monster covered in blue-purple bird feathers, with a crimson eyeball at the root of each feather, stepped uninvited onto the bridge of the Emperor's Pride, disturbing Fulgrim's good deeds.

"The eagle dog of the Lord of Change, Yask the Drowned, why do you come in front of me?" Fulgrim's voice was filled with anger, but he did not do anything to this monster.

The humanoid monster known as "The Drowned" Yask bent slightly, bowed politely to Fulgrim, and said, "I'm here to save your life."

“Hmph—” Fulgrim snorted disdainfully: “You lowly thing, my kindness is willing to give you a chance to reconsider your words.”

"I say, Lord of the Third Legion, there is an abyss of nothingness in front of you." Yask, the drowned man, said: "This dark expedition is doomed to fail. The Lord of Changes has issued an oracle. Don't move forward any further. Fulgrim, Salish is leading you into an abyss of horror that is more unspeakable than death..."

As soon as the pronunciation of the last word fell, the drowned Yask disappeared into the turbulent waves of chaos, leaving only a handful of bird feathers and a pool of transparent snake venom where it originally stood.

"Faster than a mouse." Fulgrim looked angry, his sharp nails piercing his ears, and blood flowed into his fingers.

The Tzeentch demon has always been like this. What these birdmen say is always true or false, and even it can't decide which one to believe. Therefore, it is not a good thing to get Tzeentch's advice. Instead, it will make people suspicious and suspicious.

But so what... Fulgrim smiled instead of being angry. He used his other bloody palm to tuck the hair that fell from his forehead behind his ears. He bent down and picked up Fernando's dying body.

The pink two-headed snake slowly crawled across the broken ceramic armor on Fernan's chest, crawled into his chest, and used its forked snake body to gently caress the beating heart that was pierced by the ribs.

In front of the Pride of the Emperor, one can already see the gravel belt outside of Krentalina.

On the asteroid embedded in the gravel belt, soldiers are waiting in full formation.

During the long process of exploration and excavation over the past thousands of years, the seven asteroids in the gravel belt were deeply developed by the Adeptus Mechanicus, which intended to monopolize the mining rights of the gravel belt, and transformed into space military bases with terrifying firepower. Use the power of the God of Machine to deter all speculators who try to steal the legacy of the golden age.

To this day, these space bases have become the only defenses that the Kellena Defense Force can rely on.

When the war was about to break out, a light speedboat with thin armor and no shields leisurely passed over the largest asteroid base No. 1, majestically passed the macro cannon muzzle of the Klenna fleet, and approached the Klenna fleet. The flagship of the middle section of Lenna's fleet.

No one noticed the speedboat, as if it were invisible.

Russell hummed a song from his hometown and drove the speedboat to dock in the hangar of the flagship heavy cruiser "Silesian Wind" - all hangar doors of the entire Klenna fleet remained half-open or fully open.

He walked through the corridors of the highly war-ready cabin without anyone else, and no one heard the sound of heels hitting the floor.

His steps were steady and crisp, with a strong sense of purpose.

Because in Russell's eyes at this moment, countless thin threads of fate are intertwined with each other, appearing and disappearing under the sweep of the waves of chaos - this is the fate of the mortal soldiers whose lives are as thin as paper, and they will die quickly in the next battle. , like a seedling blown down by a strong wind.

There are many more colorful threads exuding an ominous aura lingering around the Klenna fleet and the asteroid base, as if chains are tightly imprisoning them and dragging them to death - they are Chaos Space Marines from different warbands. , they will use their strong forces to launch a devastating gang-hopping attack on the Kelenna Defense Force.

Finally, there was a bright thread entwined with an enchanting pink-purple aura that passed through the chaotic waves. It fell on the "Silesian Wind", the flagship of Klenna's fleet.

"It seems that a lucky person will jump to help on this ship...who could it be?" Russell was a little curious.

Harmony version.