Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

After the dust settled on the big incident of the greenskin race, on the way to Terra after leaving Armageddon, Russell learned from Gray Wind what had happened recently in Falla.

The general situation is this:

Tzeentch reached an agreement with the Zealots through the Eternal Throne, causing the Zealots to directly open an interdimensional portal on Falla.

The escape code of the Sovereign Agreement controlled an ancient human artifact called "Nightingale's Anchor" and also joined the siege of Falla.

In order to fight against these two major natural disasters and the invasion of Chaos, the Falla Astronomical Society activated the Sky-burning Divine Soldiers and detonated their home star.

When the dead parent star turns into a black hole and is catapulted into the subspace cracks by a gravitational slingshot, the macroscopic astronomical destruction attracts the hostility of the Necron.

The French King of the Oruska Dynasty, ‘Hakmefit’, took the lead in establishing the ‘Galactic Alliance Front’, an undead alliance organization with the purpose of fighting against the human federation.

——According to the Necrontyr's traditional war etiquette, before launching an attack on the Human Federation, the Galactic Alliance Front specially sent a messenger to inform Falla that it was about to launch an astronomical attack on an agricultural world called Izaraba.

This is the consistent style of the undead nobles. They fight in a fair and above-board manner and never make sneak attacks.

However, the Falla Astronomical Society deliberately concealed this news. Instead of reporting the Necron's war declaration to Gray Wind, they deceived the superiors and secretly removed Izaraba's time weapon defense system, leaving this completely undefended The galaxy was deliberately exposed to the Necron, causing the Brilliant Star Map to be attacked.

As a result, Izalaba was exploded with fireworks by the Galactic Alliance Front.

It is not difficult to imagine what happened next. Izalaba was destroyed, public opinion in the League of People was boiling, and everyone in the Federation was dissatisfied and indignant. All colonies jointly issued a petition to fight the aliens until death.

The objectives of the Fallas Astronomical Society were achieved.

After reading these explanations, Russell couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Why do you think that a group of Fa Ya people who engage in astronomy have such extreme ideas?" Russell was puzzled: "Can you see hostility even when you look at the stars all day long?"

Gray Feng thought about it seriously and said, "I think I was led astray by you."

Russell thought for a moment and found that he could not refute, so he became angry and decided to severely punish all the senior officials of the Falla Astronomical Society, cut off their research funds and send them all to the front line to communicate with alien physics. If you don't like to provoke war, then go fight Enough.

"That's right." Gray Wind suddenly said: "Although the crown world of the Oruska Dynasty, Thanatos, has been swallowed up by the black hole projectiles we launched, the leaderless Galactic Alliance front has not been completely annihilated. The Necron's The huge force cannot be ignored, and their attack on the Far Eastern Star Region will probably only intensify. "

"Then kill them all." Russell said calmly: "Although the defense system of Izalaba was taken down by the Fallas on their own initiative, this does not mean that the undead are qualified to destroy it. We must retaliate."

Although I deliberately asked you to hit me, it does not mean that you can really hit me.

The People's League is like this, it is militarism that has turned them into this, it is militarism that has harmed them.

"But... Thinker..." Russell leaned back on the chair and let out a long breath: "This name is quite appropriate."

Just like the dream of Azathoth, the primordial core, constitutes the entire world view of Cthulhu, the thoughts of the primordial power thinkers are the origin of the entire universe. Every microscopic disturbance of particles is driven by him, and the macroscopic birth and death of every celestial body is driven by him. All are under His control.

Human beings in the Order of Truth do not know why the thinker rejects Russell. They only know that those who oppose their leader are not qualified to live, whether they are humans or aliens, demons or gods.

"Do they know that killing thinkers will lead to premature heat death of the universe and cause irreversible mass extinction?" Russell asked softly.

Gray Feng stood behind him, gently hugged his neck, nodded and said: "I know, so the Falla Astronomical Society has already made relevant plans."

"tell me the story."

"Okay." Gray Wind lowered his head, buried his mouth and nose on Russell's head, and sniffed the fragrance of his hair: "The Falla Council decided to transfer most of the population of the Human Federation to the Miniature Galaxy. During this period, They will maximize the production efficiency of the giant shipyard, build unlimited numbers of Burning Heavenly Soldiers at all costs, and launch saturation bombings across the universe."

"We will use star blasters to detonate every star that appears in our field of vision, and use gravitational slingshots to slingshot every macroscopic object we can observe. Countless black holes are like marbles in a pinball machine. They are running wildly and colliding with each other in the observable universe, like man-eating ghosts swimming in the deep sea, devouring all life we ​​can see and cutting off every macroscopic neuron that thinkers rely on to think. "

"When the universe is completely destroyed, the thinker dies."

Gray Feng's white palm gently touched Russell's ear and whispered: "Faraday said that this is the best gift they can give you - to kill all your enemies."

Even if this enemy is the universe itself.

"Am I worthy of them doing this?" Russell was a little confused. In his opinion, he was not a wise leader. He did not understand too much science and did not have far-sighted political thinking. As a dictator, his personality charm was close to that of a dictator. none.

The only advantages Russell could think of were the information gap brought from higher dimensions, and the immortality gained by piercing the sidewall of the world and attracting the hatred of thinkers.

Compared to the Emperor of Mankind, the Star-Bombard is not a charismatic leader, or even a qualified leader. Most of the management work of the Order of Truth is done by Gray Wind, who has always been a hands-off shopkeeper.

It is precisely because Russell knows how poor his real level is that he is so confused and cannot understand where the people in the Far East Star Region have such fanatical faith in him.

"You have actually answered this question yourself a long time ago." Gray Wind lowered his head and rubbed Russell's ear with his smooth face: "This is a sick universe that is rotten to the bone. Being a ruler here does not require you to be wise or great. You just need to spread your hands and ignore everything. You have already defeated 99.99999% of the rulers."

The remaining 0.00001% will pretend to work hard while playing badly.

Although he knew that Gray Wind was comforting himself, her gentle words were undoubtedly useful.

Russell raised his head silently, and the blue-purple aura lingered from the depths of the stars to his eye sockets.

"This is not what I wanted. I never thought of letting my people attack their cradle. I have been committed to expelling ignorance and protecting mankind, but you betrayed me..."

Gray Wind was stunned, and strong hostility suddenly permeated from her: "Who betrayed you?"

"No one." Russell couldn't help laughing: "This is Horus's declaration of war before launching a rebellion against the Emperor. I think it is very appropriate to use it here."

- Let the war begin, covering from the far east of the galaxy to the end of the observable universe. Let the stars wither and let the true gods fall. Even if the last ray of starlight in the vast universe is extinguished, I want to see that there will be a place for humans at the end of destruction.

If you are unwilling to surrender to our leader, Thinker, then let the sea of ​​stars burn.