Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

demon.

Creations from nightmares, voices from the depths of subspace, sacrifices of fear, blood and death, the most extreme and terrifying existence summoned.

This was something Hector had read in a book in the library. Before that, he thought it was just a rumor, one of the countless rumors spread by the veterans of Terra. .

Until these things actually appeared in front of him: even in the form of legions.

This is absolutely ridiculous.

But what’s even more ridiculous is…

Compared with the blasphemous monsters he saw on this dead star, which were made of familiar and unfamiliar things, although the faces of these before him were distorted, they could still distinguish their heads and limbs, and could still distinguish them from books. The demons corresponding to the images above actually look more friendly.

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Blasphemy.

So blasphemous.

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No one can tell exactly when the demon army appeared on the battlefield. After all, the time itself of this dead star is as chaotic as the flood in the flood season. The sun hidden in the clouds always seems to be hanging in the sky. At the top, regardless of the direction of the world itself, those fierce and smelly winds kept beating on the faces of every warrior, reminding them that there was a more bloody fight in the distance.

Ever since the warriors of the empire landed, they seemed to be engaged in a war with no end in sight. This war only happened in one day, and this day seemed to never end: the sun would never set, tomorrow It will never come.

No one knew what happened, and no one cared what happened: the armored Astartes warriors were all thinking about killing the next opponent, and the leaders of each battle group were also studying the fortresses. With the method of annihilation of the Flesh Legion, above them, even the Primarchs originating from the Emperor's bloodline have long been trapped in their own war quagmire and have no time to care.

It was in this intertwined battle situation that the devil appeared.

It's shocking, but it's natural: whether it's the subspace wave that surges here to the point of a storm, or the river of blood that flowed in the battle on the Eternal Sun: the appearance of demons is as normal as the truth in the world.

The first one to report the demon's whereabouts was a troop from the Alpha Legion. They used unknown technology to quickly and accurately inform every self-operating battle group about the demon. After a while, there was news about the blade and the demon. The magical effect of the flame was also accurately emitted from their communication channel.

Then, the communication channel fell into a long and strange silence. No one could get through it again. Even the authority of the Primarch could only gain a period of silence: it was as if all the warriors on the other end of the channel had stood there. It was as if he had reached the emperor's side.

Faced with the third party disrupting the situation, the Demon Legion, the Death Star War, which was already in chaos, immediately became exponentially more corrupt.

Facing the influx of demonic legions, many Dark Angels and Space Wolves refused to abandon their fortress positions. This decision caused thousands of tragic casualties in the next hour, and lingered throughout the world. War cries, roars and sacrifices in communication systems.

Until the more flexible Dawnbreakers and Alpha Legion discovered that these subspace creatures did not seem to be obsessed with attacking the Empire's front. Although their chaotic clusters were still filled with a large number of beings who launched mindless attacks on the Imperial army, The vast majority of demons seem to be more inclined to slaughter those pure and corrupt flesh and blood creations, and even use the warp flames on their bodies to burn every inch of flesh and blood they pass through into ashes, until the dry surface at the bottom is exposed.

Moreover, for unknown reasons, these flesh-and-blood lands that cannot be completely eradicated by all the methods of the human empire appear to be particularly fragile in front of the flames of these subspaces: at least, they can be completely eradicated.

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Although it is still not clear what is going on, at the forefront of the war, the flexible Astartes captains or the Terran veterans with rich means have begun to lead their respective teams, Without violating the bottom line, give up a certain channel and let the monsters from the real universe and the monsters from the subspace kill each other there.

The Alpha Legion was the first to start this behavior, and the Dawnbreaker Legion immediately began to imitate the moment they witnessed Alpha's actions: As for the Dark Angels and Space Wolves Legion, although there are many among them shouting honor and The mission exists, but those warriors who have truly experienced countless wars are also quietly opening channels for the monsters to kill themselves, and dragging their stubborn fighting brothers to the rear.

The contradiction between advance and retreat has caused a new round of riots. The Imperial Crusade Army, which was already divided into various battle groups due to the erosion of the war, is like a dam washed away by the wave of demons, and is about to fall into an inevitable collapse. Disintegrating Destiny: At this critical moment, the Primarchs finally took action.

During this chaotic hour, the Emperor's heirs were not idle: Jonson and Leman Russ both used the most iron-blooded methods and the most painful costs to defeat the opponents they faced, and it was up to them to The two huge fortresses occupied by the two men became the [Star Torch] of the Astartes in this war. The remaining combat resources on the surface began to concentrate on these two huge fortresses, preparing for the final battle. decapitation battle.

On the other hand, Conrad was wandering on the outer lines of the war, responsible for retrieving those teams that were dizzy in the wave of demons: this was not an easy task. The Midnight Haunter had been in danger several times, and in the most dangerous situations At that time, he was even surrounded by an army of Tzeentch demons. Although Conrad knew these terrible demonic waves, he was finally able to break out of the siege with the help of Morgan.

At the same time, new orders are being issued one after another by Alpharius on the battleship with his deep voice. The cold logic of the Hydra Lord is reshaping the Legion's system in the shortest possible time: He is indeed He gave up many soldiers, but most of those he gave up were Alpha Legion soldiers.

Finally, after an hour of chaos, all the soldiers retreated to the west side of the battle line, where they were told that there was a safe rear.

This is indeed the case.

At the very least, when Hector arrived at the west side of the battle line, he didn't see any demons here.

At first, the commander of the 23rd Company felt a little strange about this phenomenon: until he saw an extremely messy battlefield ruins.

It was a huge basin, a massacre pit that did not exist originally, but was created with the power of spiritual energy: whether it was the various weapons scattered all over the place, the bullet marks of large and small sizes, or the chaotic fire that reached the sky. It symbolizes the grandeur and tragedy of the last war.

But what is strange is that there is not even a single corpse in the entire basin: although it is certain that a large army has been completely annihilated here, Hector and his battle brothers can only see a Bare, corroded sand without even blood.

"..."

Hector was silent for a long time, and he knew exactly who had caused all this: raising his head, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the man standing in the center of the battlefield.

That was his genetic mother, the direct creator of this secure western front.

There is no doubt that in the past Terran standard time, Morgan's battle was not inferior to that of any of her blood brothers: she single-handedly annihilated an entire army of demons and cleared a safe enough rear area.

This battle was so long, crazy, and yet so boring. In the face of the crushing power, Morgan's process of annihilating this legion was not even worth writing: it was just an hour-long battle. Just searching, capturing and slaughtering, the demonic army that can cause waves of blood in any world is as fragile as the knees of the Word Bearer in front of the Emperor's daughter. .

He should step forward and salute.

Hector thought this way: He didn't know what his genetic mother had just done, but the family affection and etiquette derived from blood made him want to get closer to his mother.

But just as Morgan's pride took a step forward, he suddenly stopped, because a cold feeling like falling into an ice cave spread from the depths of his soul to his whole body in an instant, making this almost fearless man The Astartes warriors felt fear for the first time in a long time.

This time, Hector saw clearly.

That was Morgan, his genetic mother, the Primarch of the Dawnbreaker Legion: she stood in the center of the battlefield, whether it was the giant weapons scattered around her or the terrifying weapons surrounding her skirt. The psychic aftermath told that she was the leader of this massacre.

But the Spider Queen's face didn't have the slightest trace of the victor's triumph: on the contrary, the vicious anger was clouded over her perfect face, enough to scare anyone away.

Apparently, his genetic prototype was not in a good mood right now.

Although he didn't know the reason, Hector knew very well that this was not the time he should disturb: on the other side, several other company commanders who came over also reached a consensus with him, and they quietly left the original body. The place of victory has returned to the still fierce front.

They had been away from that front for a few minutes, which was really too long: despite the help of this unknown demon army, it was obvious that no warrior of the empire wanted to lose the honor of defeating the fallen primarch. To this group of subspace bastards who are obviously up to no good.

They may be unexpected and friendly forces to a certain extent, but they will never be friends of the empire: driving away tigers and devouring wolves is just a temporary strategy. Now that the empire's crusade has regained its footing, then they You should think about how to eliminate this unexpected enemy together with the original enemy.

With this realization, Hector turned around and returned to his battle group. His battle was not over yet.

Behind him, the Lord of Avalon just remained silent, watching his offspring go away.

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Morgan was a little irritated.

As Hecht saw it: extremely, irritated.

The reason for her irritation was not because of the mess at hand: in fact, the emergence of the Daemon Legion had been expected by Morgan from the beginning, and she had even mentioned this possibility at the military meeting of the Primarch. , but at that time, neither Jonson nor Leman Russ could understand what [an entire demon army] was.

But the two original bodies still had one thing in mind: they consciously placed some senior commanders with more flexible minds in the positions of battle group leaders. It is true that this arrangement caused the imperial army and the demon army to consume each other. A minimum threshold was reached, but even so, this sudden wave of subspace creatures still caused huge losses to the imperial army.

The bloodthirsty demons loyal to Khorne waved their tattered wings across the gray sky. The fire they breathed burned Heydrich's endless army of blasphemous flesh and blood, but they did not hesitate. It affected the armored clusters of the empire not far away: until Jonson's heirs used some of their little secrets to banish these demons, the damage they caused to the imperial army continued catastrophically.

The Great Unclean One and the Great Keeper of Secrets led their respective demonic armies and ran over the center of the battlefield arrogantly. They laughed and tore the empire's battle lines into pieces together with the blasphemous tide of flesh. The plague and temptation of disaster Human slanders pounce on every prey they can catch without discrimination: if most of the Astartes warriors had not retreated in time enough, I am afraid that more chain reactions would have already occurred in the Imperial Army.

If these are not bad enough, then what happened in low-Earth orbit was enough to make Alpharius's voice gnashing of teeth: the demon army of the four gods did not hesitate to embark on the journey to stay in low-Earth orbit. Among the imperial fleets in the fleet, although their size is not enough to cause a devastating blow to the naval fleet, they can completely interfere with the imperial navy's support activities on the ground: it is also for this reason that the landing army faced the tide of flesh and blood. At that time, he fell into unprecedented passivity.

As for the power of the Lord of Changes...

Although these followers of Tzeentch did not appear with the first wave of offensives, they were indeed the group that caused the greatest obstacle to Morgan: a Lord of Change and his demonic army passed through a secret The subspace rift surrounded the Midnight Ghosts who were unable to retreat, and then started a game of hunting and breakout with Conrad that lasted for more than ten minutes.

And all of this was proven to be just a means to attract Morgan. When the Spider Queen truly arrived in front of this demonic army and unleashed her destruction, turning these followers of Tzeentch into ashes, Instead of being afraid, the All-Changing Demon Lord withstood the psychic blade from the Primarch with a fanatical attitude, until it usurped the words it wanted to say into a sharp arrow and shot it into In Morgan's Kingdom of Thoughts.

This passage is not long, but it tells of crazy possibilities: the master of the Crystal Maze revealed the true appearance of all this to the Spider Queen by sacrificing a mediocre shard under his command.

Of course, all the words of the Lord of Change may also be lies: originally, Morgan would rather believe that everything it said was a lie.

But she knew that this time, what the Lord of Changes said might be true.

【……】

Morgan let out a long sigh.

She no longer cared about the details of this war: long before the war began, she had prepared the most complete command system for the Dawnbreakers. Morgan believed that her carefully selected company commanders were enough to complete their mission. , and also believed that the trump cards she handed to the Knight Le Fay were enough to help them complete a comeback in the most dangerous situation.

She also didn't care about the problems of other Primarchs. Conrad no longer needed her to worry, and Jonson and Leman Russ were both heroes who could stand alone: ​​they were responsible for most of this war. , and up to this point, they have done everything they can and done the best.

Even Alpharius is doing his best to contribute as much as possible: look at the corpses that the Alpha Legion has left in this world, even more than the other three Legions of Astartes combined.

However, there are some things that they are beyond their capabilities, and this is the area that Morgan really needs to be responsible for.

That is the warp.

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The Lord of Avalon narrowed his eyes. To outsiders, Morgan might just be meditating there, but in fact, her soul had already broken away from the shackles of her body and came to the turbulent high sky: the subspace at this time It has long been a monstrous devil's cave, surrounded by countless unborn people. Their number can even be compared to the total population of the human empire.

But even so, when the Spider Queen takes steps, the radius of a hundred kilometers with her as the center can always be as clean as dust.

These demons were afraid of her, and Morgan couldn't be bothered to think why.

The Lord of Avalon looked across the waves of the unborn and towards the deepest part of the highest heaven. She could feel those great gazes focusing on her, just as she was looking at them, The gods were also looking at Morgan at this moment.

Rarely, the gods did not maintain their crazy or distorted laughter, but instead unanimously maintained a kind of serious silence. This silence seemed to urge and acquiesce, pushing Morgan's Footsteps, all the way to the depths of the whirlpool of war.

At this moment, even the eternal struggle that lasted for decades in Morgan's mind fell into a real stagnation. The gods not only stopped fighting among themselves, but also stopped joining forces to launch an attack on the emperor's domain. Attacking fiercely, they seemed to have suddenly become pacifistic, or they were just silent, waiting for this good show worthy of their expectations to be staged.

But no matter what evil intentions they harbored, when Morgan cast her third eye into the silent realm surrounded by the gods, she already understood the real core issue of this war.

And she also understood that from this moment on, the war has entered a countdown.

There is not much time left for them.

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Look at the eternal shadow that consumes the Warp itself.

Looking at the planet-level monster that is about to break out of its shell.

Look at the final product that combines Necrons, humans, subspace, and countless other blasphemous technologies.

For the first time, Morgan felt awed.

For the first time, Morgan knew all of Heydrich's plans.

For the first time, Morgan saw the [Final Plan] created by her brother.

That monster...

The monster that took an entire apocalyptic war to conceive.

It even...

He even has the face of an emperor.

【……】

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Blasphemy.

So blasphemous.