Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Subspace turbulence?

Well, this is indeed a general term for all subspace phenomena that cannot be explained.

The explanations for the various phenomena of subspace are indeed beyond the upper limit of the ability of human beings to describe in words - the essence of subspace is chaos, and in the records of human beings since writing, there have never been two truly identical subspaces. There are space phenomena to speak of.

Close at hand, yet far away, this is the current state of Lava Blood and Silver Dawn:

They seem to be not far apart, but in fact they are in two different spaces.

In fact, even Calvin, Talos and others on the Lava Blood were scattered in different dimensions under this strange and disorderly division of time and space.

The original body on the bridge finally survived the crisis, but even stranger situations followed.

Just as the battleship passed through the wreckage and the original body's psychic shield was retracted, Calvin and the Lava Blood at his feet broke through the boundary of the space again. The original body was unprepared. Next, we broke into a new unknown space.

It was light...endless light.

The incandescent light is like an eternal river, or like a lightning bolt across the universe.

It has no temperature, but can penetrate all materials. It was as nihilistic as a fantasy, but it made Calvin feel dazzled, and he couldn't help but raise his hands to cover it.

Calvin and the battle barge he was riding on were like tiny insects in front of this long river. After breaking through the shackles of a certain space, they suddenly appeared in this river with no source and no end in sight.

And a crisis more terrifying than destruction in the physical sense immediately appeared in front of the original body:

Light is penetrating and matter is dying.

Wherever Calvin looked, the river of cold light was everywhere and penetrated everything.

Ceramic steel, fine gold, even flesh and bones, everything around Calvin is dissolving, even himself.

He could no longer feel the existence of the Molten Blood, and after everything around him disappeared, the all-pervasive light had touched his own existence.

Armor, weapons, then skin, hair and even bones...

Calvin tried everything, but nothing could stop the situation from spreading.

What made him feel even more powerless was that the original body's powerful spiritual energy had no response during this process.

The essence of psychic energy is the power of the mind, but his mind was deceived. No matter how anxious his reason was, the power of the mind turned a blind eye to the crisis before him...

Calvin could feel that his senses were disappearing as his body disintegrated, and his consciousness was reuniting on the perception of his soul due to the loss of these senses.

This is like a person who has lost his vision, and his hearing will become extremely subtle and developed. It is also like a person who is accustomed to darkness, who will be extremely sensitive to any light and shadow.

He didn't know if this was a good thing, but the current situation was that his vision was disappearing, then hearing, smell, and even the last bit of touch...

boom!

The thunder awakened the dormant soul, and the consciousness was like a ghost without support, instinctively and anxiously searching for the body in the endless light.

Calvin's consciousness returned again, but after reason took over from instinct, he was embarrassed to find that without a physical body, he was now like a ghost, and could only exist in a void.

But this doesn't seem to be a bad thing. At least after losing all his senses, all his conscious desire for senses is concentrated on the spiritual side.

The gathering of spirits makes the spiritual senses more powerful than ever before, and the moment these spiritual tentacles are noticed by the original body, they have already relied on the powerful spiritual energy of the original body to continuously extend to the surroundings, and then extend...

Well! Calvin's soul was twitching, and the unspeakable pain made him instinctively curl up all his tentacles!

war! Kill! destroy! Hatred! All kinds of negative emotions surged in the subspace and the real world, and the moment the original body regained consciousness, he was stabbed by these forces that were saturated enough to make people fall instantly.

It's war!

Calvin endured the pain and "opened" his "eyes" again.

And a war that was so grand that it exceeded his imagination was reflected in his soul at this moment from the most intuitive, essential, grand and yet subtle perspective!

It was a huge galaxy a hundred times the size of the solar system, and countless alien civilizations that he had never seen were fighting fierce and silent wars centered on dozens of planetary worlds in this galaxy.

No, the real battlefield is far more than that.

At the end of Calvin's psychic vision, the distant galaxies were also shrouded in the ominous light of destruction and killing, but he had no time to pay attention because the battlefield in front of him was enough to take away all his attention.

The stars collapsed and disintegrated in front of him, and within the nearly infinite range of psychic perception, the waves surging in the subspace were greater than these planets!

Calvin swore that he had never seen a civilization build a killing machine like a battleship to the size of a planet.

And those Eldar warships of this size appeared in groups in the galaxy battlefield in front of him, and were then damaged and destroyed by another group of equally powerful warships.

The wreckage that the Molten Blood encountered before finally found its source here, but Calvin no longer wanted to dwell on it because the war in front of him was beyond his understanding.

High-energy rays that can melt through armor and physical ammunition with terrifying kinetic energy are only basic weapons that have been popularized to the level of individual soldiers in the hands of both sides in this war;

Gravitational waves that are enough to cause plate collisions and tsunamis, and super-large psychic spells based on millions of Eldar warriors, are the strike weapons classified at the tactical level in this war.

What about strategic weapons? Calvin could no longer imagine it, or simply could not imagine it.

Calvin swore he had never seen so many Eldar.

I have never really seen the scene of tens of billions of Eldar warriors riding in aircraft as dense as a school of fish, being carried by these warships of destruction, and forming a systematic picture of destruction in every world.

Calvin swore that he had never seen such a weird orc. That must be an orc, right? Calvin guessed in surprise.

Those green aliens with an average height of five meters each were wearing armor more advanced than the Astartes and holding more destructive weapons. They were led by elite units up to ten meters high and fought side by side with the Eldar.

What impressed Calvin even more deeply was the civilized order other than barbarism displayed by these ferocious aliens in this time and space.

And this is just a corner of the battlefield. In many worlds in the galaxy, hundreds of battles are being fought at the same time; countless alien civilizations that Calvin has never heard of are appearing on the battlefield with a unified stance.

Their common enemy made Calvin feel extremely familiar. It was another alien civilization that he had fought with in the Storm Star Territory, and it was also the culprit that caused the political instability in the entire Orpheus Star Territory - space. Undead!

Yes, it is these alien races with metal bodies that are fighting against the huge alliance. It is also these cold dead creatures that are unscrupulously bearing the attacks of the alien alliance in a way that Calvin cannot understand. Slowly but surely eroding their position.

They were few in number, but they had no fear of death.

They are not afraid of death on the battlefield. No, they don't even have the concept of death, let alone the corresponding cherishment of life and fear of death.

They just charge and shoot indifferently, and then fall silently and disappear.

Although the alliance's forces are strong, in the face of the self-centered advancement of these metal undead, they seem to be able to win every time, but they are always in the reality of being weakened.

The same goes for naval battles in space.

Dense rays shot out from the fleet of the Eldar Alliance, reflecting patches of scarlet fire in the void, and each of these rays, denser than heavy rain, was thicker than the Lava Blood itself.

The green spaceships of the undead were like dark green crescent moons. After shooting out beams of light of the same color, they were melted in the air by the oncoming saturation blow.

But they still had the advantage, because each battleship left no wreckage after melting, and the Necron battleships would drag their companions away.

And more intact warships appeared in the void outside the battlefield, and then joined this long strangulation again.

The void is burning, and the planetary world has been included in the focus of competition between the two parties.

Mountains, rivers, canyons, hills... Hundreds of millions of Eldar and Orcs fight with the Undead in every space that can be contested.

On the huge plain, the psychic attacks of millions of Eldar warriors had just wiped out the enemies in front of them, and in the next second, the sky was stained with iron light and blood, and a force strong enough to break the continental plates descended.

Countless creatures continued to die in the fierce battle, and more lives roared towards each other again due to the reckless abandon of both sides...

Physical ammunition, energy weapons, magnetic field weapons and even psychic spells... all the weapons and powers that Calvin could think of were used unscrupulously by both sides in this war.

Armored vehicles, alien titans, atmospheric warfare aircraft and even space battleships... all war weapons that can be seen by the original body have become consumables in the grand epic battle.

In the vast void, distant stars are releasing light and heat, and two huge fleets are like two wolf packs, surrounding this strange galaxy, using their own energy weapons to silently and cruelly kill and cannibalize each other. .

But behind the two fiercely fighting camps, there is a figure who wantonly manipulates the most destructive power in subspace, and correspondingly, a figure who wantonly distorts the laws of physics in the real universe, thus gathering supernova-level power. The existences are restraining each other, and they are facing each other far away from the battlefield.

The war is still going on, and the aura of hatred and killing is surging throughout the galaxy. The planet is rotating over and over again, and the nearly eternal battle is reflected in the changes in the shape of the star in the center of the galaxy, silently telling the length of the war.

This is war, but the destructive power it possesses and is colliding with is far more powerful than in the most glorious era of mankind;

This is a war, but its scope and length of fighting have even exceeded the definition of the concept of "war" itself based on the time and space scale established by humans based on narrow senses.

That is?

Calvin's eyes were attracted to a battlefield, because there were reflections of souls he was familiar with among the Eldar who were fighting the undead.

The Phoenix Lord named Anna Suel was dancing on the battlefield brandishing his iconic bone-white sword, while the undead general, who was as huge as a hill, came towards him with a broad beheading blade raised high.

The generals of the two armies of different civilizations were fighting desperately from Calvin's perspective, and as the undead endlessly entered the battlefield, the military formations belonging to the Eldar tribe were sparse visible to the naked eye.

And all this was stopped. Just a second before the undead were about to win, a figure comparable to a Titan appeared in reality or in subspace projection.

The giant descended like a god, and the entire battlefield froze under his power.

Victory seems to be about to fall to the Eldar, and the Undead seem to be waiting to be killed.

But it didn't take any action, even though the fruits of victory were within reach. Because not far in front of it, an equal existence belonging to the undead side has quietly appeared.

"Come, my slave, fight with me, and then meet your demise!" The seemingly insignificant undead was the first to issue the invitation, and in the green energy matrix behind him, there was an extremely powerful force echoing the power in his hand. stick.

The giant looked at the former seriously, and the complicated and gorgeous armor on his body and the weapons in his hands began to flicker with a dazzling aura that even Calvin felt.

It's faith!

Calvin made a firm judgment in his heart because he had seen similar power in the emperor.

And the next second his thoughts were confirmed:

Countless powers of faith are rising in all the Eldar warriors on this plain, and this large-scale psychic phenomenon is still spreading, eventually covering all battlefields on the entire planet in just a few breaths. .

The power of faith! The flames and spiritual light on the giant spirit were converging to a high degree, and when all the power was concentrated on the long sword in his hand, a name that was sung by countless elves was also noticed by Calvin in the resonance of the subspace:

"Asuyan!"

Update, the writing is so bad, it took me a whole day to revise it.