Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Terra is the beginning of everything and is destined to be the end of everything.

It is the home planet of humanity, the palace of the Emperor, and the only center of power of this great empire across the galaxy, the Crown World. It is from this sacred planet that the Lord of Mankind orders his Galactic Empire.

Therefore, only by destroying Terra, burning its sky and land together, and slaying all its fortresses and defenders, can the Emperor's challengers stand on the scorched earth of this world and declare themselves victory.

It is not difficult for the Lord of Avalon to recognize this reality: as early as the moment this chess game just started, she knew that her power had only one condition for victory and only one way to win.

If she wasn't going to admit defeat.

In this chess game, whether it is the carefully planned selection of chess pieces from the beginning, the massacre of the five loyal legions, or the cannibalization of the entire Far Eastern Star Territory, all are to achieve this ultimate goal.

It's just that in the Spider Queen's original plan, she would occupy half of the galaxy, have sufficient logistics bases and additional soldiers, and after going through the most complete long-term preparations, she would use the Dark Angels, Dawnbreakers, Ultramarines, and Steel The five legions of Warriors and Word Bearers were the main force, defeating the remaining defeated soldiers in the hands of the Lord of Mankind, and then crushing the defenders of Holy Terra with absolute superiority, declaring her victory.

By then, as long as the Lord of Humanity doesn't end up personally, she can't think of the possibility of losing.

But such a well-planned plan completely fell apart the moment the gods began to laugh, turning into countless ugly fragments that required the Primarch to pick them up one by one and prick her fingers until they were scarred. Tired.

Morgan had to cancel her original perfect plan and embark on another path full of radicalism: she knew that these powerful legions under her hands would be completely corrupted by the pervasive warp energy and become a lump. In front of the embarrassing useless trash, he spurred them to attack Terra and end the war.

Such a reckless move was not within the scope of her consideration before, but now, she has to not do it, even if she will suffer staggering losses: because time is no longer her advantage, if this continues, as a human being When the Lord's legion recovered, what greeted them would not be the nine elite Warmaster legions that Morgan originally planned, but a large number of stragglers who had fallen into disgrace, and half of the galaxy that had been ravaged by them to the point of being unsightly.

That was a future in which Morgan could not win no matter what.

Therefore, she must take advantage of this last window, while she still has a few capable and capable armies that have not yet fallen, and while the loyalist troops have not yet recovered their strength, to completely end this war.

She wanted to end it.

With countless deaths.

…

Perhaps, this is the true meaning of this imperial civil war, and it is also what the emperor and even the gods want her to understand.

[End, and death. 】

With her blue eyes fixed on the chessboard in front of her, the Lady of Avalon sighed softly at these two heavy words: She might not even realize what kind of words she was saying, because she All attention has been focused on the war in front of them.

This is the war over Terra, the war that will end all wars.

This is the Siege of Terra.

Although no one told her, Morgan was sure: it would be this name.

An encouraging smile appeared on her lips, she raised her hand and raised the first chess piece.

[Your trick doesn't work as well as you think, Father. 】

The Primarch attacked her monarch with a slight sarcasm, and with her half-hearted words, [Kingslayer], [Double-Edged Sword] and [Blind Dark One] advanced in unison, bringing the newly returned to the battlefield. The two loyalist Primarchs were pushed out of the battlefield and arrogantly occupied the passage to Holy Terra.

[Yes, I believe that with your immense power, you can certainly bring Horus and even Vulkan back to the battlefield: but so what? Even though they are the most outstanding and powerful originals, they are still just a solitary family. Their legions have been dealt a devastating blow by me in the previous battles, and it is impossible for them to recover in just a few years. Now, besides their hatred for me, do they have any weapons they can use to attack me? 】

After an extremely rare long speech, the Primarch looked at her offensive with satisfaction: she had completely chewed the hard bone named [Betangamon] and opened the way to Holy Terra. Now, only a few defenders stood between her fleet and the Emperor's throne.

The power in her hands is still sufficient: except for the Thousand Sons and the Emperor's Sons, which have suffered devastating blows, the remaining eight legions retain a certain degree of combat effectiveness. On the other hand, the Emperor's side, except for the Empire who has been standing still, Apart from the Fist Legion, only the Iron Hands Legion and the Space Wolves Legion still have some combat effectiveness left.

The Sixth Legion is not even in the low-Earth orbit of Holy Terra. They returned to Fenris, desperately trying to restore their military strength and catch up with the final battle: In other words, the only defenders of Terra now are the Imperial Fists. and the two legions of the Iron Hands.

These two legions are fanatically strengthening the defense of Holy Terra: Although Morgan scorned this, in her heart, she still became more afraid of Terra at this time.

God knows what a terrifying meat grinder the combined efforts of Rogge Dorn and Ferrus Manus could turn the home planet of humanity into: she might have to throw away two or three of them before touching the Emperor's throne. A legion.

But this is never a reason to stop.

Gently biting his teeth, the Lord of Avalon pushed all his pieces to the edge of the board to terminate all his actions in this round: as long as he waits for one turn from the Emperor, Morgan will start A full-scale offensive against Terra.

But compared to this, the genetic origin is now looking forward to another thing: Faced with such a situation, what kind of response should her genetic father make?

He can't just move his chess pieces around as he did before, showing his laziness and lack of desire to win or lose that is visible to the naked eye, right?

Yes, the Spider Queen is very clear: the Emperor does not seem to take this chess game as very important. The Lord of Humanity spends far more time focusing on Morgan than he puts on the chessboard. Obviously, he does not He did not take the Primarch's series of tricks seriously, and kept countless trump cards that could overturn the tide of the battle.

This is the main reason why Morgan is able to have such smooth sailing.

It was also the biggest source of anger in her heart at this moment.

[My legion is only one step away from your precious royal city, father: with just the simplest command, Holy Terra will turn into scorched earth under my iron hoof. 】

The Primarch looked at her father with a frivolous tone that was infinitely close to sarcasm and provocation: If there was a Custodian here now, then he would definitely pull out his weapons and fight the Lord of Avalon to the death.

The Emperor, on the other hand, looked at his maverick child in silence.

He nodded.

+Ah, indeed. +

+ From the perspective of a game beginner, you played very well, and it was more exciting than my first operation with Macado: in our countless games, this war has never been in the game. It's over in four years, and you've already broken that record. +

【……】

The Primarch's eyes widened, a great sense of absurdity resounding in her heart.

[You only want to say this? 】

The Emperor raised a brow, seemingly confused by Morgan's consternation.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly realized.

+So, does Q actually want more praise? +

The Lord of Mankind touched his square chin.

+ I have to say that this is a very childlike hobby. I used to think that only Horus would do this: but if you really want it, it’s not impossible. +

The Emperor laughed, observing every inch of the Queen of Avalon's shocked brow.

+ Do you need me to praise you as a father, my smart daughter? I try to be as concrete as possible so that they sound like genuine compliments: to be honest, I haven’t done this in a long time, but I think I can still do it. +

【……】

【……】

【……】

Morgan blinked.

She swore on the name of every Dawnbreaker warrior and on their mother's pillow: For a moment, she really wanted to pick up this damn chessboard and smash it into the Emperor's damn black eyes. .

She was not afraid to do so, for at least five of her brothers would intercede for her: among all the Primarchs, this was a position of great wealth.

and……

This idea is indeed very tempting, isn't it?

She could even hear the wild laughter coming from the depths of the highest heaven, dancing wantonly in her heart: the mouthpieces of those evil gods were close to her ears, and the obscure breath they exhaled blew her hair. In an almost pleading tone, he asked the Primarch to put his thoughts into action.

【……】

These auras are too obvious: so obvious that even the Lord of Humanity has noticed them.

The emperor frowned, and he finally showed an expression that was close to [serious].

+You seem to be thinking of something very bad, my daughter? +

【……】

[No, it’s nothing, Father. 】

Morgan swallowed the bitter air that filled her mouth.

[I'm just curious: The war has already progressed to this point, and Holy Terra will soon be surrounded by war. Are you still not planning to attack in person? 】

+ If I personally intervene in this chess game, will you stop my ability? +

[No, or rather, yes, but I won’t do that. 】

+Tell me the keyword? +

【……】

[The fundamental reason why you asked me to trade with Vashtor: Does this roundabout answer satisfy you? 】

+ is enough. +

The Lord of Humanity showed an expression full of relief at this answer and Morgan's serious expression.

+Morgan, my boy. +

The emperor's tone became serious.

+You have to know that for me, the outcome of the chess game is not important: I have played hundreds of these games and experienced the most glorious victories and the most miserable defeats, but they have not only made me aware of The future is useless except for a hint of confusion. +

+ For me, even a hundred such chess games are not as valuable as a thorough sentence in your heart: Just like now, since you know the way to trap me, you only know its price, and suppress it The mere act of resisting the urge to use it was enough to make me feel gratified. +

The Emperor pointed to the chessboard.

+Originally, I planned to force you to choose that path and realize its consequences by letting my power go directly to the end, but now that you already know it, my power can naturally be put away: for now Consider it a reward for you. +

+ And... +

A few rays of light flickered in the pitch-black pupils of the Lord of Humanity.

+My strategy has actually been laid out long ago, and it is even so sophisticated that you have subconsciously ignored it: My daughter, if I want to, not only will you not be able to reach Holy Terra this turn, but you will also encounter everything you have done since the beginning of the war. The biggest trouble we face. +

+ I don’t need to use a single soldier to achieve this goal. +

【……】

Morgan's brows furrowed. She vaguely guessed what the emperor meant, but she couldn't really confirm it: so, her eyes pierced towards her genetic father.

[Then, please show me your method: I'm looking forward to it. 】

+Of course: I never mind accommodating your little expectations, Morgan. +

The Emperor's pupils turned cold, and he drew a card from the deck. It was a card that had come to his hand a long time ago, and the Lord of Mankind was obviously waiting for the best time.

+ First of all, you have to answer a question from me, Morgan: What do you think is your biggest potential threat in this chess game so far? +

【……】

Morgan didn't hesitate for long.

【chaos? 】

+The answer is correct. +

The emperor smiled, and he showed the card in his hand: In an instant, Morgan's face became extremely pale.

That is [the great vision].

[I have destroyed this card! 】

The Primarch even let out a low roar.

+Chaos is unkillable, Morgan. +

The Emperor just answered his daughter quietly, slowly, and sadly.

+ is also inexhaustible. +

The next moment, [Great Vision] was pressed down on the table by the Lord of Humanity.

In an instant, the strange purple light broke through the battle on the chessboard, attacking Morgan's chess pieces like greedy snakes: before the Primarch could react, including the [God's Chosen One], [The King of Nothingness] ] and [Lord of Clouds], the three chess pieces, and the [Perfect One] approaching them at high speed, invariably lost their last bit of purity and bottom line, turning into a complete purple.

The next moment, they brazenly turned their troops around and simultaneously launched an offensive against the Loyalists and the Warmaster Legion: the primary target of attack was the [Kingslayer] representing Morgan.

【! ! ! 】

The Primarch frowned, and she instantly understood what was going on.

This is a rebellion!

A rebellion led by Lorgar and joined by three fallen primarchs, aimed at killing or overthrowing Morgan: Apparently, while fighting alongside Lorgar, the two primarchs had been quietly wiped out by the energy of the warp. The ground has been corrupted, which is the fundamental reason why they listen to the instructions but not the propaganda.

But now, perhaps it is a direct order from the Chaos Gods, or perhaps the ambition in his heart can no longer be suppressed: when the Warmaster kicked off the last defense of the Loyalists and gathered to prepare to march into Terra, the Fallen Primarch They launched their rebellion and punished the gods for Morgan's rudeness that once tore apart the "Great Vision".

【……】

The Lord of Avalon watched all this: her heart was even calmer than she imagined, so much so that a ridiculous smile suddenly occupied her throat and burst out of her lips.

A rebellion within a rebellion?

ha!

Morgan's lips curled up, and she looked up at her genetic father, a dangerous light flashing in her pupils.

[Have you thought of all this? Is this your defensive strategy? 】

+ Yes and no. +

The Lord of Mankind caressed his several mangled chess pieces.

+ This rebellion itself was not my plan, but its occurrence has already been seen by me: the creatures in the highest heaven are all greedy, even those who regard themselves as gods. The same is true when you are not pious. When you kneel down to worship them, in the eyes of their believers, they will naturally have a reason to be your enemy, even a necessity. +

+ And now, isn't it the best time for them to launch a rebellion: your common cause has gone through the most severe test, and the fruits of victory are within easy reach. As long as you fall at this time, they can complete their revenge, You can also steal your fruits in the next war and offer them to the gods. +

[Just their four legions? Is there a defective product among them? 】

Morgan shook her head, and she found herself showing the coldest and most helpless sneer. It was both anger and pity for this absurd rebellion within a rebellion.

The Primarch made no more moves. She just moved a few chess pieces at will to completely suppress the rebellion: in front of the blades of the Dark Angels and Night Lords, the farcical rebel army was quickly defeated. They didn't even run away together, but dispersed.

Morgan wanted to laugh at the anticlimactic second rebellion, but she quickly stopped laughing: wasn't her military situation just as ridiculous? After a farce, she actually lost four legions, half of her strength.

A funny farce is actually more effective than countless tragic battles?

[Is this also in your plan? 】

Morgan glanced over at her father.

+No need for planning at all. +

The Lord of Humanity calmly arranged the cards in his hand, seemingly thinking.

+ Your essence is nothing more than a group of betrayers who came together for a common goal. The first betrayal will not make you have an indestructible friendship, it will only make the second betrayal seem natural. +

+ Your comrades can even abandon the ideals they once swore allegiance to, and have become slaves to the moody gods: how can you expect their loyalty? +

+ Their betrayal will happen sooner or later, it’s just a difference in scale and time: you ignore this and wishfully think that only I am your enemy, but the real fact is that everyone except you They are all your enemies, but some of them will turn against you later. +

【……】

Morgan did not answer. She just silently looked at the four rebellious legions scattered, and then looked at the greatly reduced power in her hands.

[Is this the influence that belief in chaos has on them? 】

+ Not all. +

The Lord of Mankind raised his head, and after hearing Morgan's soft doubts, the Emperor smiled, as if he had been waiting for this sigh for a long time.

+ There is a dark side in everyone's heart. My daughter, this is the innate malice that no one can escape. It is like a torrent lurking in the soil of our souls that may burst into floods at any time. +

+ However, some people are able to build strong dams in their hearts to keep this torrent within range, while others do not or cannot build dams, so the torrent of malice will swallow up their hearts. +

+ Those who believe in Chaos are the most miserable: because the power of subspace will corrode the land in his heart, leaving no place for the dam to stay, and his mind will move toward a flood, and in unimaginable circumstances In a short period of time, it completely deteriorated and deteriorated. +

+ Because chaos itself is the opposite of all order and rationality, when those who are not conscious enough to become their slaves, madness, bloodthirsty and anarchy will race in their hearts, making them become A beast separated from civilized society, and a beast cannot accomplish anything great. +

+ This is the fundamental reason why I tell you that time is not on your side: when you use the card [Great Vision], you have already embarked on the countdown designed by the gods for you, but they are not on your side either. They will wait patiently for the countdown to end, and they will greedily try to take away everything you value from your hands. +

+After all, the gods are short-sighted, crazy and irrational. They are capricious and will only destroy all long-term plans for short-term happiness. All their actions are just to make their eternally empty hearts flash again and again. The joy that springs from complete destruction. +

+So, the situation became what you see now. +

+Perhaps from the beginning, the gods knew that this rebellion was impossible to succeed, and all your plans would fall short because of this rebellion, but they would still do it, and they would still not order their believers to launch this rebellion. The reason for the rebellion that is destined to fail is simple: it will bring them joy, which will allow them to get more benefits from the real universe and satisfy their capricious hearts. +

+ As for your success or not, or even the life and death of these fallen original bodies themselves, it is meaningless to the gods. What they care about is other things, things that you are not qualified to know yet. +

The Emperor's narration was heavy and slow, full of sincere emotions. He had never spoken so many words at once in front of Morgan, and never before had the Spider Queen felt the undeniable sincerity and sincerity in his heart like this. reason.

Morgan even felt a kind of fear. She was afraid of what her genetic father looked like now, because she could not answer the emperor's words or respond to the emperor's gesture. She could only remain silent and look at him intently. On the chessboard in front of him, he painstakingly studied the victory that the Emperor didn't even care about.

She seems to have lost?

Opening her mouth, Morgan felt that it was so difficult to speak for the first time. She seemed unable to even give an accurate answer, let alone continue to discuss with the emperor what he said: even though these contents were clear from the beginning. existing in Morgan's mind. There is no need for another education from the Emperor.

In the end, the Spider Queen fled the discussion in embarrassment.

[Is this all your method? Father? A rebellion? no more? 】

+Of course not, my daughter. +

The Emperor seemed to have no complaints about Morgan's abrupt way of changing the subject. He just pointed to the left and right edges of the chessboard: that was a place that Morgan had never paid attention to before.

+Here is my real trump card: they are the ones who will reverse the relationship in this war. +

The Lord of Avalon followed the Emperor's guidance: she first looked to the south, because [The Chosen One] and [Lord of the Clouds] fled there, but soon, their escape had to be terminated. Down, because a huge chess piece, loyal to the Emperor, blocked their way.

That's [Shadow].

That was [Shadow], who was severely damaged in the Baal Massacre, fled all the way back to his home planet, and almost disappeared in the war since then, and his 19th Legion: they once again appeared as the emperor's pawns, and they have already Huge and swollen to an astonishing degree.

Judging from the size and luster of the chess pieces, the 19th Legion seems to have become stronger again. It is even stronger than any of the chess pieces under Morgan's command.

【……】

The Primarch's eyes widened and she looked at her father.

【How is this going? 】

The Lord of Humanity was just playing with the chess pieces in his hands in boredom.

+What's going on? Don't you know? Are you studying those memories belonging to Heydrich? Can't you see those wonderful technologies that have the name Super Crow Guard written on them? +

The Emperor smiled softly: In Morgan's eyes, this was the most obvious irony.

+You know this very well, my wise daughter: as long as I give this technology to any loyal legion behind you, he will become a nightmare that you cannot escape, and will also become a key piece in this siege of Terra. +

In the words of the Emperor, [Shadow] has easily crushed the fallen Primarch who fled south and advanced towards Terra. He is too big, too crazy, and too powerful. As long as he reaches Holy Terra, Alas, everything in the war will end.

But before Morgan could recover from the shock, she discovered that the same situation was happening on the other side of the chessboard.

In the previous long game, the wavering [Angel] suddenly appeared behind Morgan together with the [Twins], as if they had united. The Primarch of the Ninth Legion even flashed the command The brilliance that stings human eyeballs.

Morgan subconsciously looked at the Emperor again, and she found that her genetic father had quietly taken out a card with an exquisite painting on it: a Blood Angel was melting in the flames. As ashes, his genetic father, Sanguinius of Baal, knelt outside the flames, weeping red tears.

【consciousness】

This is the name of the card, and it is also the way for the Lord of Mankind to restore the Ninth Legion: Judging from his expression, this is even a dispensable move, just countless small pieces that overwhelm Morgan's camel. One of the straws.

The Spider Queen didn't even bother to investigate the rationality of this card. She just turned her somewhat dull gaze back to Holy Terra: this time, it was clear that she still had five legions surrounding the seemingly shaky throne. world, but she only felt as cold as suffocation.

All her advantages have collapsed in front of the seemingly inadvertent chess of the Lord of Humanity. The strength of the loyalists has exceeded her army, and they have even completed the double-teaming operation against her.

The three loyal legions behind them came very fast, and the two loyal legions in front of them were motionless: all of this seemed to confirm what the emperor said.

Time was not on her side.

【……】

No!

There must be a chance

Morgan took a deep breath, and she forced herself to rekindle her fighting spirit, because the current predicament could not defeat it, and it could not even make her lose her composure.

She still has a chance. She still has at least six legions and an absolute advantage over the defenders of Holy Terra: as long as she captures Terra, she can calmly face the loyalist reinforcements behind her and win the war.

As long as she attacks...

+You seem to have forgotten something, my wise daughter: I haven't finished my turn yet. +

The Emperor laughed, his laughter sounding so harsh.

The Lord of Mankind drew a card.

【Split】

The next moment, the [Twin] that was supposed to advance side by side with Sanguinius suddenly changed: just like the name of the chess piece, it became two, and one accompanied the army of angels and continued to rush towards Terra. And the other...

It appeared directly on the land called Five Hundred Worlds.

【……】

The next moment, the five hundred worlds of Ultramar burned again.

【? 】

The next moment, [The Uncrowned King] forcibly broke through Morgan's control and marched desperately towards his home planet, leaving only a pitiful card, telling his apology and some troops he left to Morgan.

【? ?]

The Primarch opened her mouth. She seemed to want to complain about something, but in the end she had nothing to say. She just gritted her teeth and continued to push her chess pieces towards Holy Terra.

Dark Angel, Dawnbreaker, Thousand Sons, Iron Warriors and Night Lords.

She also has five legions, completely...

"Bang!"

【……】

[Think Tank] Seems out of control? Was there even an explosion?

+ Some problems are unsolvable: at least not by you. +

The Emperor's words were annoyingly slow.

【? ? ? 】

It doesn't matter! As expected!

Morgan took a deep breath and tried to suppress the ferocity on her face.

meaning! material! Of! middle! of! thing!

【You...you...】

【Are you done? Is it my turn? 】

+Be patient, there is still one step to go. +

The Lord of Mankind leaned forward, as if he was enjoying Morgan's knife-like gaze, and then slowly drew out the last card, a card with an ominous light.

[Spear of Dionysus]

The next moment, the chess piece symbolizing Leman Russ rushed out of his hiding place in Fenris and arrived on the battlefield of Holy Terra.

He pounced on Morgan's flank.

Pounced on Zhuang Sen.

The Emperor smiled.

[Spear of Dionysus] flickered.

[The Hungry Wolf] vanished into ashes.

The [Double-edged Sword] fell down and turned into debris all over the sky.

Jonson is dead.

【……】

【……】

【……】

"Bang!!!!"

——————

morgan.

Overturning the chessboard.