Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

"Please allow me the honor of introducing these great warriors to you, Mother."

"They are all your descendants. After hearing that you woke up from ten thousand years of slumber, they are also the first batch of descendants of the Dawnbreakers to come from all directions: there are more battle brothers who are rushing here at all costs."

"To your honor, my lord."

The exciting, cheerful voice, filled with a hint of trembling and unconcealable joy, surrounded Morgan's ears over and over again, like an electronic song that was set to automatically loop, and would continue until The end of where the source of power disappears.

And Morgan did not end it: because she knew that everything in front of her was just a false illusion, another bubble she had witnessed in this dream: in the past uncalculated time, the genetic origin The body has experienced similar scenes too many times in this deliberate dream.

Morgan possessed one [self] after another: some from the past, some from the future, some loyal, some corrupted, some malleable, some twisted, and some even existed in the same world as what she recognized now. The world we know is in another dimension completely different.

In any case, she got into the bodies of these Morgans and experienced the important or unimportant moments in their lives from their perspective, and empathized with the emotions called joy, anger, indifference, or embarrassment. : The last point is particularly common.

In other words: During this passive journey that was not a wonderful one, she could even boast arrogantly.

She's seen it all.

But even so, even though the Spider Queen felt that she had seen too much in this dream, when she sat in the body of this Morgan [ten thousand years later], she saw with her own eyes ten people wearing different colors and brightness. When the so-called leader of the Dawnbreakers in silver armor came in front of her and bowed to her, the Primarch could still hear the trembling coolness deep in his heart that was constantly rushing.

The cheerful voice next to her ears continued, and that voice came from Songtu, who claimed to be her descendant: although the Spider Queen did not dare to recognize this descendant who had built a steel fortress in her garrison world.

"They represent ten powerful Dawnbreaker Chapters. Mother: Now, in addition to the Ultramarines entrenched in Ultramar, as your blood heirs, we are the largest Ashtar in the entire empire. Special tribe.”

【……】

Dawnbreaker?

The entire empire?

One of the best in scale?

【……】

So: are all the other Legions of Astartes dead?

Morgan took a deep breath and deleted the boast in his heart.

She has never seen this before.

The turmoil that occurred deep in the heart of the Primarch obviously did not affect the excited [Son] next to her: Songtu Zhengyao pointed at his battle brothers, starting with his own Sons of Forging Chapter. He started talking and soon led to the remaining nine battle groups.

"This is the Chapter Master of the Guardians of the Faith Chapter. They defend a large area with the world of Elonhir Shrine as its core. They have served the entire empire and the Far Eastern Frontier loyally for at least nine thousand years."

The Chapter Leader of the [Guardians of Faith] who was pointed out took a step forward. His face was filled with a certain kind of enthusiasm that made the Primarch's eyebrows jump.

"Thank you for the blessing of the God Emperor, for allowing you to wake up from your long slumber and once again walk among our devout believers: Sir, I hope you can lead us to build the sacred kingdom of heaven, everything is as explained in the holy words That way.”

【……】

Morgan was silent. She just glanced at the shoulder armor of the [Dawn Breaker]: the chapter medal depicted on it was a sun hanging high on the page of an open book. See this , the last remaining doubts in the Primarch's mind disappeared.

Before she could say anything, the second chapter leader took a step forward on his own initiative. His chapter's symbol was the combination of sword and eagle wings that was familiar to Morgan.

"The Secret Knights Chapter pays tribute to you, Lord Primarch. We are stationed in the feudal world of Konorax. We are the purest group of descendants in your bloodline."

[Have you ever performed a mission on Caliban? 】

"Sorry, my lord, we have never heard of that name."

【……】

The Spider Queen blinked. It took her less than a moment to restrain her curiosity, and then she turned her attention to the third [Sir]: This man looked a little wild, and he took a step forward. The pace made Morgan feel strange.

"The Skullbearers Chapter will fight for you! Until the last drop of blood is shed, my lord!"

【……very good. 】

Morgan grinned. She tried her best to maintain her regular perfect smile. In the next period of time, she did not actively make any remarks, but quietly listened to the remaining warriors one after another. They reported their families and tried hard to find clues about themselves in them.

This task was far more difficult than she imagined.

because……

"Honso, Chapter Master of the Strong City Brotherhood, pays tribute to you, my lord, we are proud of the purest blood of Avalon, with the safety of women and children as our highest goal, and there are mortals in a hundred worlds singing our praises. of noble character.”

"The School of Truth Chapter pays tribute to you, the great forerunner. We have brought all the treasures in the Chapter, which were obtained by the ancestors of the past generations in the continuous exploration. We are eager for you to unlock these inheritance for us. A priceless treasure for eternity.”

"The Crow Retinue Chapter fights for you, Your Majesty the Supreme Justice of Avalon. We do not have our own garrison area, but we regard all corrupt and unfair actions we see as a declaration of war against the entire Chapter. .”

"The Roaring Tusk Chapter has a glorious history that lasts for ten thousand years. Sir, we have never forgotten the instructions of the first chapter leader. All victories go to the Goddess of Wolf!"

"Huron, on behalf of the guardians of the Maelstrom Region of Avalon: the Star Watch Chapter, I salute you. Sir, we will be the strongest shield in the western frontier of Avalon, and no enemy can separate us!"

"The Glory Sky Eagle Chapter will continue to fight for you and the Supreme Empire. My lord, you are the perfect shadow of the Emperor walking in the world. We will follow your footsteps as the whole chapter. faith."

【……】

【……】

【……】

【hiss……】

Hiding in this body that neither belongs to her nor belongs to her, the Spider Queen has not shown such a long expression of astonishment for a long time: she even forgot to blink until the dry sense came from under her eyelashes. , Morgan’s open corners of his mouth still showed no tendency to close.

Ten chapters, ten chapter leaders, ten figures who claimed to be her heirs, her warriors, and defenders of her country after ten thousand years in this world, stood in front of her like this: Morgan She saw countless familiar impressions on them, which pointed to the brothers and legions that she remembered deeply.

only……

…

Sons of the Forge, Keepers of the Faith, Knights of Secrets, Skullbearers, Brotherhood of the Fortress, School of Truth, Society of Crows, Roaring Fangs, Star Watch, Eagles of Glory...

In addition to the [Dawnbreaker Mother Group] that Song Tu said was rushing here with all its strength, which one of the several war groups in front of her could be confirmed to be the descendant of the Spider Queen?

Which one?

Which one...

And one...

Woolen cloth……

…

…

Is it really true?

——————

Until this illusion was shattered like countless of his predecessors, the extremely astute Lord of Avalon did not think clearly about this simplest multiple-choice question.

can only say……

…

Gan!

Where is her cub?

Who are these weird guys?

——————

"Where did they come from?"

Relying on the bullet-riddled black wall, Coswayin couldn't help but grit his teeth. The flying shrapnel and deadly energy beams kept grazing his shoulder armor, destroying the dark space around the Lion King's manager. It was dyed with a strange and bright ominous color, and a few of the shots almost killed this high-ranking Dark Angel official.

But no one would laugh at the embarrassment of the Lion Controller at this time: firstly, Coswayne is now completely alone, and secondly, the entire Dark Angels on the [Indomitable Truth], and even the entire First Legion, are now Now they are all trapped in this unexpected melee, struggling to win their victory.

The attack came so suddenly that even the most experienced Terran veterans were not aware of it happening: after all, this time the attacker did not come from the dark starry sky outside the legion, but from inside the battleship, from Those battle brothers who were walking side by side with them and chatting happily a second ago were from the mortal servants who had served the empire and the legion loyally for decades.

Is this a rebellion? Infighting? Disagreement? Or an organized plan to seize power: no one can say exactly what caused this mess, but those flying bullets and roaring explosions are real, and they can kill you if you are not careful.

It only took Kaos a moment to understand this truth. The decisive evidence came from the hot shrapnel that flew past his eyelids: this shrapnel came from a Dark Angel who had fought alongside him several times. He hid in the darkness at the end of the corridor and launched an offensive silently.

Until now, the Lion Controller didn't know what made the Dark Angel choose to attack him. He didn't even know whether this was a rebellion or whether he had inadvertently been on the Primarch's kill list. : But this did not prevent him from instinctively hiding in the ruins aside and pulling out his gun.

The ensuing battle was short and intense. The Dark Angel who was the enemy of Causwayne seemed a little strange compared to before: his movements were no longer so coordinated, but fell into a kind of unconscious sluggishness: Perhaps for mortals, this kind of sluggishness is just an imperceptible moment, but for an Astartes warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles, this is the fatal point that can determine the outcome.

The cold, silent and fierce exchange of fire lasted for a few seconds before the winner was determined. The Lion King Master Seizes a moment and shot through the head of his former comrade mercilessly. After confirming that this blow can definitely kill After seeing the other party, Kaos began to move forward non-stop along the dark corridor.

In this chaotic time, he must rush to the side of the Primarch, because as the most trusted descendant of the Lion King, Coswayne clearly remembers that just less than a Terran standard hour ago, his genetic father I have just fallen into a long-lost rest: this means being almost unprepared for danger.

Under the supervision of blood and mission, the Lion King General Manager moved forward regardless of the danger. From the black shadow around him, a mixture of shouts and gunshots could be heard from time to time, as well as the heavy sounds of soldiers falling and the explosion of walls. The sound echoed throughout the battleship, as if this ancient flagship, which had carried countless history and glory, was about to usher in its destined destruction today.

But Coswayen had no intention of paying attention to this. He was now only the last distance away from the original body's room, which was a thick wall that could almost cut off all sounds. He encountered several difficult enemies here. The dense firepower net suppressed him and he could not lift his head.

At this moment, a figure quickly approached him from behind. Coswayne immediately raised his gun, and just as he was about to pull the trigger, he saw clearly who it was.

"Luthor?"

"it's me."

This man who has regained his youth and is the most trusted mortal of the Primarch is now fully armed. The sharp blade in his hand is already covered with blood. The pair of pupils that belong to Caliban are shining in the darkness. Is there a reassuring glow of sanity within?

"Why are you here?"

"I was worried about Zhuang Sen's condition, so I rushed over to take a look."

Knight Caliban lightly wiped away the bloody events along the way. His voice was a little hoarse, and when he said this sentence, his tone was also intermittent, as if he was unwilling to admit that what he just said The authenticity of words.

"I remember you were supposed to be patrolling the deck today: how's the situation outside?"

“Better than expected.”

Luther swallowed.

"This kind of...rebellion was mainly caused by mortals on the battleship. Most of the Astartes warriors responded in time, and the casualties were not as heavy as expected."

"But these rebels have shown a recalcitrant attitude, so it will take some time to completely eliminate them: especially in some areas close to us, there are still a large number of hostile personnel."

Before they finished speaking, a burst of intense fire made the two of them retreat into the shadows.

"I can tell."

Coswayen gritted his teeth: Luther's simple and calm words rescued him from the panic in his mind. Now that the Lion King listened carefully again, he found that his cognition seemed to be torn apart. The sound of the entire flagship's exchange of fire is now really just a few sporadic ones that stay in the farthest distance.

"Is there a big loss outside?"

"There are still some, mainly because at the beginning, too many people didn't respond..."

"boom!!!"

There was an explosion and smoke was everywhere. The appearance of heavy firepower made the two people present look a little worse.

"We still need help."

"Where to find it?"

"follow me."

Coswayen shouted sharply and rushed out of the smoke, taking Luther with him and walking along the secret passage in his memory. The warriors who seemed to be controlled were still chasing after them. The men fought back from time to time, killing most of the mortal enemies, but the few elite Dark Angel Terra veterans still forced them into a bad situation.

"Get out of the way!"

When the second shell struck. The Lion King took Luther's shoulders and rolled down to the side together. The deadly Death flew past where they were just standing and smashed through the thick wall used for sound insulation in front of them.

With an earth-shaking sound, a huge gap appeared in the wall. The two looked at each other and rushed in: There is no better way now.

"Where should we find help?"

Luther's voice boomed in Coswayne's ears, and the Lion Controller could only swallow the bitterness in his throat.

"I don't know! I can't..."

"stop!"

Before they finished speaking, the two people who had just turned another corner hurriedly stopped in their tracks: because a dozen figures, large and small, suddenly appeared in front of them. These figures looked very different to Luther and The appearance of Coswayne showed the same surprise.

"!!!"

For a moment, the Lion Controller even thought that he was going to die here: It was not until his eyes came late after his instinctive thinking that Coswayne discovered that the people in front of him were not the controlled Dark Angels. , but a dozen figures wearing silver armor.

That is……

Dawnbreaker?

Why are they here?

Coswayne's mind was filled with doubts.

Before he could figure it out, Luther on the side clearly recognized one of them.

"Sergeant Trazin?"

Luther's voice still sounded confused, but he was clearly relieved.

"Why are you here?"

"Do you know them?"

Coswayen also breathed a sigh of relief. Following Luther's gaze and guidance, he began to look at these dozen uninvited guests: most of them were fully armed, but they seemed to have a strange aura of tiptoeing around. It seems to blend perfectly with the surrounding environment, which is like some kind of talent.

But what's even stranger is the things they hold in their hands.

Although these dozen soldiers hung their swords and guns on their waists, their hands were holding up a pile of seemingly ordinary furniture: tables, chairs, bookshelves, counters, and even other items. Some odds and ends, such as table mats, pillows, glasses and even tissue boxes.

As for the Sergeant Trazin mentioned by Luther, he was walking at the front of the team, holding an incomprehensible barrel in the pious posture of a believer holding a holy object: this seemed It's a wooden barrel that will be used to make wine, nothing unusual.

The other people in this team are also holding their own things with the same pious attitude. The two Dawnbreaker warriors who are responsible for carrying the table are even more respectful than the juniors who are carrying the coffins of their elders. .

"..."

"???"

This scene that was too postmodern and everyday appeared vividly in Coswayen's sight. For a moment, the Lion King even forgot about the hurried pursuers behind him, because the absurd senses had already taken over. his every thought.

"What are you doing?"

Coswein asked instinctively. This question made the Dawnbreakers look at each other in confusion: until Sergeant Trazin, who was holding the wine barrel, coughed first, and then took a step forward, he seemed to have expected this question and was confident about it.

"Your Excellency Coswayne."

"it's me."

"As you can see, we are the Dawnbreaker troops who were ordered to station on the Indomitable Truth to conduct liaison work between the two legions. You must have seen documents about us before, but now, we are just..."

"Just decorating the office."

"……furnish?"

The Lion King blinked, and he did remember that there was such a team of Dawnbreakers that would exist as the liaison of the Second Legion in the Dark Angel Legion.

That being said, that's right...

"boom!!!"

There was another sound of the earth shaking.

Deadly shells flew from the backs of Coswain and Luther.

"!!!"

damn it!

He forgot about this!

The Lion King's manager urgently tightened Luther's arm and instinctively rolled to the side. His worried eyes quickly focused on the friends in front of him, and endless self-blame occupied his heart at the same time.

He actually forgot to remind these Dawnbreakers what was happening outside, and the sons of Morgan who were operating inside the soundproof wall obviously did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

But just as Coswayne looked forward with sadness.

A scene that stunned him appeared.

Just before the shell exploded, the Dawnbreakers took action quickly: their movements were even faster and more agile than Coswayne, who had expected it, as if they had performed it thousands of times.

Even before the shell made that sound. When there was just a dim light in the smoke, these sons of Morgan quickly found perfect bunkers for themselves, ensuring that not even a shrapnel could scratch their armor.

How come they are so skilled!

Another confusion occupied the head of the Lion King: in this short period of time, he seemed to have been born with too many confusions, and this excellent Dark Angel warrior could not help but fall into absolute confusion.

What exactly is going on?

"boom!!!"

There was an explosion and the ground shook.

Before the smoke cleared, a dozen Dawnbreaker soldiers quickly stood up: not a single one was lost!

But before Coswayne's shock dissipated due to the scene before him, he immediately heard a sad sound: the sound seemed to come from the sons of Morgan in front of him. The sound was so sad, even worse than a funeral. The crying on the screen is even more sad.

That's Sergeant Trazin.

I saw this old acquaintance of Luther, slumped on the ground at this time. One of his trembling fingers pointed at a place affected by the shock wave of the explosion: there lay a torn corpse, and This corpse obviously came from a wine barrel that he had just regarded as a treasure, but it obviously did not escape the explosion.

"..."

Should he say condolences?

Just as the Lion Controller was thinking this, more wailing sounds exploded in his ears: from those Dawnbreakers who were unscathed in the explosion. At this time, they were holding on to the furniture that had caught fire at the city gate and affected Chiyu: those tables, those chairs, those bookcases, those table mats, pillows and tissue boxes...

Anyway, it seems that most of them failed to escape this unreasonable disaster.

Pathetic voices came from the throats of these sons of Morgan, and the awkward smiles disappeared from their faces: at this moment, it was as if there was a collective funeral going on quietly in the depths of the Indomitable Truth.

"..."

"Ahem!"

Coswayen couldn't help but cough heavily. Although he didn't want to interrupt the inexplicably sad scene in front of him, he still needed these Dawnbreakers to fight alongside him.

And just before the Lion King said any words, a strong wind of metal blew past him, like a terrifying disaster that chose people and ate them. Coswayne could even smell the smell of the sword. The smell passed in front of the tip of his nose, just a hair's breadth away.

I saw Sergeant Trazin in the team jumping up from the ground: the next moment, the old soldier roared, angry, waving his weapon, and rushed into the smoke, with the sound of fierce fighting came immediately.

"..."

Before the Lion Controller and Luther could react, the remaining Dawnbreakers followed suit one by one: as if they had lost their most precious treasure, these sons of Morgan roared and climbed up from the ground, and they pulled out His sword and gun rushed into the smoke, and the sound of fighting immediately made the Lion King mistakenly believe that he was now in the center of an apocalyptic battlefield.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Coswayen blinked. He could feel that his pupils were only dull. When he turned his head and saw Luther, he found that the Caliban knight's pupils seemed no different from his own. .

"..."

"These Dawnbreakers..."

"Have you always been so brave?"

Facing this strange question, Luther seemed stunned for a moment.

Then he nodded.

"Occasionally."

——————

After crushing ridiculous and weird dreams like [Ten Dawnbreaker Chapters] countless times, just when Spider-Woman was wondering if she had lost all her patience, she stepped into a world that so far, The most steadfast and among the strongest fragments

This seems to be the end of the journey, but it also seems to be the longest, most arduous and most difficult of all challenges: there is no doubt about it.

The Lord of Avalon raised the corner of her mouth because of the boring impressions in her thinking. She only hesitated for a moment before letting her will sneak into this fragment: she was not afraid of the things inside because she could feel it. , it seemed that there were a few familiar breaths waiting for her inside.

Um……

There are quite a few.

Morgan opened her eyes.

What caught her eyes was a strange place: this was an extremely majestic palace. It looked like it could only be made by the most crazy architects who worshiped bloody science and ancient legends. It was so lonely. Standing in the darkness, surrounded by endless void and steel-like sky, there was only one step leading directly to the door.

This is an overly long and grand staircase. The bronze statues on both sides seem to have some special meaning. On the left is a man holding a torch, and on the right is a warrior holding a sword high. Their faces are firm, as if they are ready at any time. Ability to join an expedition.

Morgan stared closely at the first sight that came into view. She was silent for about five seconds, and then a contemptuous sneer leaked from the corner of her mouth. The next moment, the original gene passed through the layers of surroundings. He walked around the stairs and came to the tall main entrance.

After passing through the tall main entrance, the first thing you arrive at is a gorgeously decorated foyer: it is paved with high-grade wool carpets, and is an entire room decorated with burgundy marble, geometric panels and tapestries. It is tall and empty without a single piece of furniture. The top of the furniture and furnishings is a hollow glass ceiling. When you raise your head, you can see the sunlight passing through the glass and shining on the top of your head.

Behind the hall is a large stone block about ten meters high, twelve meters wide, and two hundred meters long that fits together perfectly. The cornices are carved into a repetitive streamline pattern, and tall pillars guard the black arches of the porch. beside.

What hangs on the walls on both sides of the corridor are not paintings, but huge embroidered tapestries that are as tall as two people. Most of the contents on them are related to religious myths and ancient wars. The faces of sacred warriors and the heads of ferocious monsters vividly emerge. On both sides of the field of vision, everyone who comes feels their own personal insignificance.

But Morgan did not pay attention to these perhaps priceless decorations. As early as the moment she entered this area, all her eyes were attracted by the final darkness at the end of the corridor that was difficult to eliminate: in that darkness, she She felt a familiar aura, which was wrapped in cold steel and bloody murderous intent. It could pounce on her at any time and launch a fatal bite.

The Spider Queen didn't say much. She just called on the spiritual energy that could still be controlled by her to wear her silver-white armor. Let her staff, her hands of Stheno and Euryale appear in her body in turn, to be ready for all battles.

When she finished all this, the being in the shadow finally stepped out of his hiding place and completely appeared at the end of the Lord of Avalon's sight.

Morgan raised his eyelids and looked at his opponent absentmindedly: In fact, this was a completely unnecessary action, because the Spider Queen would never forget this familiar aura until her death.

She grinned and whispered softly.

【Jonsen...】

Along with Morgan's smile, the Lord of Caliban slowly walked out of the shadows. He was fully armed. There was no trace of tenderness for blood relatives in his pupils, only the endless coldness of the outright desire to put the person in front of him to death.

This is not Jonson.

But from another perspective, this is Johnson.

Morgan didn't care because the lion sword had been drawn out.

Morgan seemed to want to say more, but before that, Jonson interrupted her.

He raised his sword and said.

"Death! Traitor!"