Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

After boarding the mothership, Gray Feng, a girl dressed as a maid, collapsed into countless nano-robots and returned to her true form, leaving Russell alone to hurriedly walk through the corridor and deeper into the ship.

Normally at this time, Gray Wind would probably smile and say: Marshal, you have come in too deep~, but it is not in such a mood now.

After listening to Russell's story about the Iron Man rebellion, Gray Wind already understood that even a micro-mechanical Gestalt intelligence like his own could be corrupted by Chaos and swallowed by infection.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but as Russell got closer and closer to the cabin where the Zero Soul Stone was stored, his mental state began to quietly change. It was hard to tell whether this change was positive or negative, and Russell felt distraught.

As he continued to move forward, the haggard complexion and dark circles under his eyes caused by staying up late gradually disappeared.

When Russell finally came to the door of the cabin where the Zero Crystal was stored, he was extremely energetic, and his dry and rough skin became rosy and smooth, as if he had just woken up with full energy after a deep sleep, whether it was Physically and mentally, everything is in top condition.

Frankly speaking, he has never been in better shape in 24 years.

This change made Russell more and more uneasy, and with a small squirming metal sound, the door opened.

Different from the huge cavity where the Insect Queen was imprisoned and the hall where the Cyberlux Arsenal was housed, the room in front of her was much smaller, slightly smaller than Russell's bedroom in the Governor's Mansion, and it looked empty to the eye.

In the center of the room is a ring structure similar to an altar, with a beautiful blue-purple crystal floating quietly in the center.

Zeluo Soul Stone.

As the name suggests, it is a stone that carries the soul of the Zeluo people.

This relic is small and Russell can easily pick it up with one hand. There is hazy smoke flowing in the clear crystal, which is strange and strange. It seems that as long as you stare at it for a little longer, your soul will be taken away by the existence inside.

When Russell stepped into the room, a tired voice that seemed to span endless years appeared in his ears:

"For humans, sleep debt goes against your physiological rules and will damage your body functions. I don't advocate that."

In the center of the room, the smoke in the soul stone is still flowing, and its words continue:

"But if you have psychic powers, everything will be different."

What a good guy said... Russell took a deep breath and looked down at his hands. Well, they didn't turn into tentacles.

Lifting up the hem of his clothes and looking at his abdomen, there was no gaping hole with fangs growing out. His chest still looked like that of an ordinary human male, and there was no weird smile on his face.

The fourth natural disaster cannot be taken lightly.

Russell warned himself in his heart and continued to move forward.

"There are doubts and fears in your heart... and there is an emotion that I can't understand." The voice in the soul stone said faintly: "I haven't seen a being like you for a long time."

Russell tried hard to suppress the thoughts in his mind and prevent himself from reacting too obviously to its words, and said: "Jabakski, the hope of evangelicalism, the last Zero, I need you to answer a few questions for me."

"Um?"

The smoke flowing in the soul stone was obviously delayed for a moment, but it soon returned to normal, and the voice was still tired and vicissitudes of life: "I am very happy."

Jabasti's reaction at this moment did not escape Russell's eyes. Russell put a hand on his chest to slow down his breathing rate, and then said:

"Human beings in this universe lack various faster-than-light technologies, including faster-than-light communications and inter-galactic navigation, so they need to resort to subspace, which is the virtual realm. However, the subspace is not peaceful."

"The subspace dominated by Chaos has become a shackle around the neck of the human empire. Their communications have been disrupted all year round, and navigation across galaxies is extremely difficult. It is like crossing the ocean in a bathtub, walking between life and death."

"And the evil god's erosion of the real universe has made it impossible for humans to make any new inventions, and can only rely on archeology to achieve retrograde development. Without the ability to develop a reliable physical method of super-light speed, we can only be controlled by gods."

The smoke in the soul stone flowed slowly, like a kind old man, listening to Russell's words quietly and gently without interrupting.

"I'm going to break this chain."

Russell's palms placed on his chest slowly clenched into fists, his eyes firm:

"Gray Wind's database holds at least four methods of faster-than-light travel that do not require the use of subspace: jump engines, quantum slingshots, star gates, and L-star gates."

"While I'm talking to you, Gray Wind has completed the data backup. As long as I give the order, or if there are any signs of being eroded by subspace on my body, it will immediately sacrifice its own consciousness and completely destroy it. It disintegrated into a gray goo storm and launched a saturated random jump to the entire galaxy."

"As long as even one Gray Gu ship survives and is discovered by the human empire, these four super-light technologies will be delivered to humans, and the evil god's chain around the neck of the empire will no longer exist."

After finishing speaking, Russell lowered his hands and looked at the Zero Soul Stone in front of him with calm eyes.

"how do you feel?"

There was a long silence in the room.

After a long time, the tired voice sounded again: "So you are testing me, testing whether I have become a supporter of chaos. But... why not?"

"Huh?" Russell was stunned.

"You actually only see it now..."

"Yeah." Jabasti admitted generously: "The hints and metaphors in human language are relatively difficult for me to understand."

Russell put his hand on his forehead: "Your reaction is very slow. You don't look like a prophet or wise man at all."

"I have never been a wise man, let alone a prophet." Jabaxti sighed: "I am just a poor man who is burdened with the lives and expectations of his tribe and has to destroy other tribesmen."

Russell was silent. This was a bit inconsistent with his predetermined script. In the mechanism of the stars, the spirit body of Jabakski can provide guidance to the leaders of the empire on various matters. There is no doubt that he is an "ancient wise man". "image of.

There is something strangely incongruous about this situation.

"I didn't know that the intelligent creatures here are trapped at the speed of light. If they have to borrow a way from that hellish dimension to navigate the universe, well... that would be a very pitiful thing indeed."

Jabaxti's voice seemed a little lonely, and even the light on the soul stone dimmed slightly: "When I first arrived here, I looked at the Milky Way in the darkness beyond the abyss, and I could only see a disaster."

"The virtual realm of this universe is not as pure and fascinating as my hometown. The subspace is filled with endless suffering and chaos. I tried to communicate with spiritual energy here, but I foresaw the crisis of death... Why is this happening? Can you tell me?"