Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Johnson's communication came faster than Morgan expected.

To be honest, it's not easy.

This war has reached such a state of chaos and corruption that most of the permanent fortress complex on the surface of Tuckers 5 has been reduced to ruins in the long battle. The choking billowing smoke has obscured the sun and reduced half of it. The world is shrouded in dark clouds.

And above the sky, after a brief but bloody counterattack, the fleet of the Human Empire has once again retreated to its steel defense line placed in the orbit of Tuckers 5. The people who gathered here before the war started came from More than half of the huge fleets of the three legions have been lost. Just to slightly block the alien emperor's terrifying attack style, the Lion King lost more than three digits of powerful war engines.

Of course, the empire's huge losses were also accompanied by unimaginable brilliant results: the blood shed by aliens in this galaxy is far more than that of humans. Even the most optimistic estimates before the war would not have thought of obtaining such a rich harvest. The results of the battle, just for the Randan soldiers who were trapped in the desolate world and strangled by Salamanders, countless mortal auxiliaries and the secret weapons of the Dark Angels, are a number that cannot be counted at all. Even Vulkan himself will be worried about this. And was shocked. Although he had been conquering the stars for decades, he had rarely seen such a brutal, pure, fast, clean and fruitful annihilation operation.

However, what shocked the Fire Dragon Lord was far more than this: the blacksmith and warrior king from Nocturne was amazed that his brother Zhuang Sen actually possessed so many secret weapons. In his plan, it would take more than ten days or even The remnants of the alien army, which took longer to slowly strangle, couldn't even survive an afternoon after the Dark Angels released certain treasures.

In addition, more silent killers were released by the First Legion on the burning battleships in the void. Together with the best Space Wolves and fully armed veterans of the inner ring, they held a battle. A ruthless race for killing efficiency: And by a wide margin.

Every moment that passes, these creations stolen from time will allow more blood and life to flow into them, so many that it even feels like they are recording a string of bragging numbers.

Very wisely, Vulkan did not ask more. He even prohibited his descendants and the mortals who fought alongside him from witnessing the battlefield of the Dark Angels: Even though these mortals had experienced hundreds of battles, the Lord of the Fire Dragon still felt that before his eyes After all, the scene is too terrifying and bloody for mortals, even more unforgettable than the overwhelming alien army, and it also contains obscure secrets that make these mortals get into trouble.

But despite this, despite having achieved such fruitful results, what the Lion King has to face, the greatly damaged Ran Dan fleet, is still large enough to make any commander of the human empire despair, although it is smaller than before The alien army has clearly shown some signs of decline, but with the power brought by the purest numbers, they are still enduring unimaginable damage, biting away at Zhuang Sen's fortress bit by bit, and even even Those ancient creations that were so powerful suffered losses under Overlord Ran Dan's fearless charge.

And when Ran Dan's emperor finally entered this galaxy, although it itself had not yet entered the battle further, the [Ran Dan Forbidden Army] that appeared subsequently still made the situation worse than ever: these most elite The alien creations are capable of confronting and overpowering even the best Astartes warriors, and when they march into battle in droves, their relentless footsteps are unstoppable.

In this way, a strange aura began to envelope the entire Tuckers galaxy: whether they were humans or aliens, their fleets were haunted by a low morale, which was low due to an unfavorable battle situation or huge casualties, let alone Those increasingly rampant subspace whirlpools can cause far more terrible losses than artillery fire in the blink of an eye, so every fighting warship has to be extra careful to guard against these void traps.

Under such conditions, any communication is extremely difficult, especially after Morgan's power gradually left the maintenance of communication platforms with new tasks and the gradual depletion of soul reserves, the communication between the imperial fleets became difficult. It's back to a state of complete luck.

Even if the people who need to call are two noble Primarchs, the situation will not get any better.

In fact, since Morgan and Leman Russ jumped to the iron world of the Randan Empire, Johnson has never established a successful connection with them: the technological level of the alien empire is more advanced than the human empire, and they have enough means to intercept Lion King's message.

After the task force that went to destroy the "Destiny Engine" appeared on the sand dunes of the planet Tuckers 5, this news was conveyed to the "Indomitable Truth" that was staying in the orbit of the planet as quickly as possible. , and Zhuang Sen's reply did not waste any time.

In Jonson's voice, Morgan could hear a trace of sincere urgency and worry.

"How's the situation? Was that thing destroyed? How are you and Ruth?"

Questions from the Lion King of Caliban came one after another. Morgan did not answer immediately. She rubbed her painful eyebrows first and then gave the answer before Jonson's patience ran out. At this moment, the Second Legion The Spider Queen has returned to her cold working tone, which makes the descendant who is standing aside not dare to breathe.

[Ruth and I are both still alive. We destroyed the engine, but it is not ruled out that Ran Dan has a way to reuse it. 】

[We suffered heavy casualties, with only more than a thousand people surviving. It may be difficult for Russ to fight at full strength in a short period of time, and my combat ability has also been greatly weakened. 】

As Morgan spoke, she stretched out her hand and pressed it on Hector, who was kneeling in front of her.

The Spider Queen was sitting on a boulder at this time. She was still a little weak and kept her short skin, but she had enough energy to let her descendants come to her one by one, squat or kneel down, and use Spiritual energy restores the scars on their bodies and souls.

Of course Salieri or Eris could also do this, but in Morgan's eyes, they didn't do it well enough and left some hidden wounds that were difficult to observe: she didn't want her personal belongings to have cracks so early. .

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, it is a bit embarrassing to kneel down to a petite woman over one meter tall under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, but Morgan's heirs accepted it very smoothly, and they happily They lined up and had the cold hands of the Gene Mother press on their heads or shoulders one by one. Even the ancient warrior Kailon who came out of Terra showed a rare enthusiasm.

Captain Hector, as the big brother of the Astartes, was very humbly ranked last, which earned him five appreciative looks.

Morgan thought about treating Leman Russ first, but the Wolf King of Fenris insisted on arranging his own heirs first, and if he wanted to cure his injuries, it would indeed be a long project. What Morgan is doing now All that can be done is to make a general repair.

Zhuang Sen was silent for a moment, digesting this information in his heart, and at the same time extracting useful parts to formulate his own new ideas and thoughts.

"That alien emperor, what is its approximate strength? Have you ever had a direct fight with it? What was the result?"

At this point, Morgan could even guess the frown on his blood relative's face from Zhuang Sen's tone: Zhuang Sen was never a person who was timid in fighting, but the supreme ruler of Randan could easily do it with a wave of his hand. The scene of destroying hundreds of warships was clearly seen by him using the fortune telling box.

Morgan was silent for a moment, and she didn't try to pretend.

[Without me, there is a high probability that Leman Russ and the others would not be able to come back. 】

This answer caused Jonson to fall into an almost dead silence.

The King of Knights of Caliban did not blindly ask or deny. He knew very well that Morgan in this tone would never tell lies. Ten years of getting along with each other and careful observation gave Caliban the Lion King this ability. kind of confidence.

He also knows very well that in today's galaxy, the Primarch is far from being able to run rampant.

Jonson knew better than any of his blood relatives how many terrible things existed in the shadows of the galaxy.

He just remained silent, and this silence was soon ended by new questions.

The question seemed hesitant.

"Then...compared to our father?"

[Our father is in the sky, you and I are in the dust, and that alien emperor is probably standing on the highest peak. 】

Jonson responded to Morgan's evaluation with a soft hum, his voice remaining somewhat quiet amid countless thoughts and speculations.

After a while, he spoke in a voice that could be described as soft.

"Morgan..."

After hearing this, the Spider Queen tilted her head toward her descendants: Hector and the other six stood there, quietly being used by Morgan one by one to use spiritual energy to restore the scars and fatigue on their bodies and souls. They quickly He stood tall again, standing out among the slowly resting Space Wolves.

Morgan waved her hand and motioned for her heir to stand further away. She heard the meaning of her blood relatives from Zhuangson's tone: he wanted to discuss some secret topics.

In the past ten years, he often used this low suicidal tone to open up topics that contained secrets, and Morgan had long been accustomed to this.

[Say it. 】

"I still have some hidden, unused [instruments] here. They are simply too uncontrollable. They can provide the combat power equivalent to one or two original bodies, and they can last for a long time. "

Morgan's pupils narrowed slightly.

[So, what are your thoughts? 】

"You, me, Vulkan, and the unused weapons in my hands, let's add them together, and then bring Calos and Arachos with us, and then choose a battlefield that suits us. Is there any possible……"

"Will that alien emperor end here?"

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[It is feasible. 】

[But I don’t suggest you do this, Jonson. 】

Morgan raised her head, and she could see the sky in the gap between the billowing smoke: the sky was not beautiful. It had been obscured by the endless war and twisted void. Morgan could only see those crazy things. The silhouettes danced among the dim stars, like hopeless people addicted to alcohol.

"Why, because of the success rate?"

[Part of this reason is that I don’t think the power of four to five Primarchs can kill it quickly. I even suspect that such power may not pose a life threat to it at all. 】

[But this is not the main reason. 】

【the most important is……】

Morgan looked at the distorted stars. She raised the corners of her mouth and showed a smile. It was a genuine mockery of the tragic fate of countless aliens.

[We don’t need to do this. 】

[Within this galaxy, we are in dire straits, but outside this galaxy, they are in dire straits. 】

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"You mean our father, and Horus and Mortarion?"

[Part of it refers to them, and if my memory is not wrong because of this war, they should arrive here soon, right. 】

"Yes, but I don't think we can survive until that moment if we let that alien emperor show off his power."

[Even if we can’t hold on any longer, we can evacuate, Zhuang Sen. 】

[Or...you don't want to appear in front of them as a retreater and a loser in a certain sense? 】

Zhuang Sen was silent for a moment, but unusually, he did not avoid this question.

"There are some problems in this area. We have invested too much in this war. I don't want my descendants to appear in front of others as losers, even as losers in a battle."

"I once swore to the Emperor that I would destroy or block Ran Dan's army here. This is my oath: Indeed, Morgan, as long as we evacuate from the reserve channel and retreat to the next galaxy, then we will most likely It will rendezvous with the approaching follow-up fleet, but that will no longer be our victory.”

[...Have you ever thought about it, Zhuang Sen. 】

[Even though we have gathered three legions and countless forces, with the power we can control alone, and with the area of ​​​​this mere galaxy, it is a kind of waste to let a race that is strong enough to dominate the galaxy bleed blood. impossible things? 】

"Nothing is impossible in the galaxy, Morgan."

[Okay, I don’t have the time or interest to discuss these philosophical issues with you. When I destroyed the destiny engine, I felt something from it. 】

[I can tell you, Jonson. 】

[From the moment that fate engine was destroyed, we have won. 】

Jonson did not speak, but Morgan could feel his confusion. The genetic mother of the Second Legion lowered her voice and spoke the next words softly.

[Aren’t you confused, my blood relative, why did Ran Dan make such an extremely irrational move and put all their strength into an action that was almost gambling? 】

[I didn’t understand it before, but in that engine, I knew everything. 】

[The alien emperor deceived his people and everyone. 】

[Its action is not at all to continue its struggle for galaxy supremacy. 】

[Instead: Survive. 】

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[In this war, Ran Dan has long been unable to hold on. The foundation of this alien civilization is only thousands of years old. It has grown by eating the remains of human beings. It simply does not have enough foundation to compete with us. Engage in a real long tug of war. 】

[Yes, it has enough potential and ambition to compete with us for the Milky Way, but our heritage is too rich. The whole Milky Way is full of forces that can be used by us at any time. The size gap caused by this situation is enough Make anyone despair. 】

[In short, we have exhausted them. 】

[Ten years of war, battlefields spanning more than half of the galaxy, and countless wars that burned millions of young and middle-aged people of this race, have completely burned away the heritage of this race. At a certain moment when we and Ran Dan were tug-of-war, They already know that they have no possibility of victory. 】

[In this case, they chose to create the Engine of Destiny, chose to massacre countless worlds and lives in the Northern Galaxy, and used the purest hatred and pain to create such a terrifying machine that its offensive was enough to cover the entire galaxy. , destroying the entire galaxy. 】

[To be honest, even I don’t want to get too involved with this thing. It does have powerful power, but this power may be the most vicious and crazy in the entire galaxy. It is enough to torture the strongest stone into a A complete lunatic. 】

[The only goal of this machine is Holy Terra. It desires to destroy the core area of ​​the empire: the solar system and end this war. 】

"Wars cannot be ended by destroying an area."

Zhuang Sen's tone was affirmative.

[Of course, Zhuang Sen, but there is indeed something extremely important to humans in the solar system, isn't it? 】

Zhuang Sen was silent for a moment, and it didn't take him too long to spit out the answer.

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"Star Torch."

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[Yes, Xingju. 】

[It is immovable, irreplaceable, and even after it is destroyed, it cannot be rebuilt in a short period of time. 】

[As long as it is destroyed, the military operations of the entire human empire will fall into great chaos and halt, and an attack on the core area of ​​the Ran Dan Empire will be even more impossible. 】

[This is what it wants to do: it wants to end this war, and it wants to prevent the empire’s military power from truly hitting the core area of ​​its country. Even if these chaos can only last for a period of time, it can still make Its race gets a respite. 】

【As long as you are alive, there are new ways and hopes. 】

[So, this is survival. 】

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"It will not succeed. Even if it can destroy the Star Torch, the Empire still has enough power to create a new one and then destroy its race with endless fury."

[Of course, but it doesn’t know this. 】

[The power brought by the foundation, size and ancient history is difficult for even such a great and intelligent king to imagine. 】

Morgan sighed softly, but Zhuangson was concerned about another thing.

"Have you completely destroyed it, that [Engine of Destiny]?"

[Of course, unless it can find a powerful fool to take the initiative as a willing torturer, and then...]

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Morgan's words stopped abruptly.

Because at this moment, the most piercing wail set off endless boiling in the entire sea of ​​souls, and its shrill echo echoed even in the deepest shadows of the subspace.

Morgan slowly raised his head.

She knew what it was.

It was a soul, an extremely powerful soul, slowly walking into the [Engine of Destiny] where the demons were dancing.

It is walking into those maddening screaming whirlpools, it is allowing every inch of its flesh and bones to endlessly repeat the endless pain of tearing and reassembling, it is allowing its own ideals and wisdom to The hundreds of billions of souls that died in vain are being eaten bit by bit, just like the eyes are being eaten alive by ants. It is letting its own power, its own dignity, all its own glory and light, and will never see it again. In the end of suffering, he turned into a withered skeleton that no one cares about.

Morgan couldn't even imagine what that would be like: the craziest and most twisted ideas she had seen in the Eldar's banter seemed far less than even the tip of the iceberg of this terrible fantasy.

Pain and agony.

Endless and endless.

Thousands of years after thousands of years.

Morgan took a deep breath. At this moment, she could only breathe. Her pale lips trembled unconsciously. She didn't even hear Zhuangson's call.

She raised her head and looked at the huge soul, which was tearing itself apart alive despite countless shrill screams.

It's dying.

It is suffering.

It is becoming the second... [Engine of Destiny].

An incomprehensible sense of absurdity occupied her heart at this moment.

how come……

How can it be……

How...how...

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How can such a fool really exist...