Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Whether in the real universe or in the waves of subspace, just the silhouette of the Emperor's Dream is more dazzling than ten million suns.

This giant ship, planned by the Emperor himself and made of gold and marble in the orbital shipyard of Holy Terra, is not so much a war machine as it is a ship that carries all the splendor and dreams of human civilization. The void city: both the luxury of civilization and the fantasy of killing.

The splendid palace is surrounded by nova cannon barrels as lush as a forest. Next to the statues of the Olympian gods, cannonballs as big as battle titans are lined up. Behind the carved marble corridor, there are delayed fusion reactors and deflagration storm accelerators. Sparkling with the splendor of ancient times: with their blessing, every shell fired by the Emperor's Dream can destroy an entire squadron in an instant.

As for such shells, the Emperor's Dream can fire ten rounds at a time, and it only takes one heartbeat: while its fellow battleships are still begging for fate, trying their best to In a well-aimed attack, a single salvo from the Emperor's Dream can destroy four of the most powerful heavy cruisers in the galaxy, or an equal number of battleships and battle barges.

And behind this destructive force that leveled countless civilizations, hidden at the bottom of the emperor's throne, are ancient secrets that can never be spied on: even the always arrogant Lord of Avalon is not allowed to spy on her. It is the flagship of the Gene Father, so naturally no one can know some of the [ancient glory] hidden inside this behemoth.

Unlike the rumbling artillery fire, the battleship's engine is always silent, and outsiders are never allowed to enter at will; unlike the huge size and radiant appearance, the battleship can eliminate its whereabouts in the void at any time, even if it is surrounded by people Enemy ships cannot catch its shadow; unlike the luxurious and magnificent cityscape, the hull of the Glory Queen class does not require too many operators. In addition to soldiers and servants, the entire battleship is truly The crew is extremely small, and most areas remain surprisingly... self-sufficient.

And these abnormalities have not affected its efficiency and lethality at all.

When the Emperor's Dream sailed into the battlefield, the greenskin defense line, which was already crumbling due to the two-front attack of the human fleet, finally ushered in a collapse: and the first step to the collapse was that these beasts did not Taking advantage of their own capabilities, they launched a counterattack against the Emperor's flagship.

In fact, when this unparalleled warship sailed into the center of the battlefield, it was separated from all friendly forces: at least three greenskins separated the entry point of the Emperor's Dream from the vanguard of the Horus fleet. Different from the admiration of human warriors, when the beasts of Ullanor came out of shock, they immediately fell into madness because of the appearance of such a magnificent war engine on the battlefield.

Countless gun barrels, countless rays of light, a volume more magnificent than the celestial cemetery, and a splendor that makes the entire galaxy unable to open its eyes: everything tells the fact that the blood of the beasts swells, and that is this The hasty intruder must be a good opponent that is hard to find in the world.

What a good opponent!

Besides, what more could a greenskin ask for?

Plans, orders, and the domineering tyrant on the Crown World, all were forgotten by the beasts. The green-skinned fleets turned around and in the next moment, the Emperor's flagship was submerged in his The sons were in sight, but neither Horus, Dorn nor Jonson showed any signs of panic.

Instead they were laughing.

"I haven't seen the Emperor Dream perform in months."

In his strategy hall, the Wolf Shepherd even had the time to make a joke.

Before the words were spoken, the emperor's anger began to sweep across the entire battlefield: dense firelight ignited in the greenskin fleet, and hundreds of delayed nuclear bombs reduced batches of ships to ashes in the blink of an eye. , the light spear swept through the invading enemies one after another, the rushing beasts melted like ice cubes, and the broadside gun array of the giant ship released countless void fires and electromagnetic blasts, like The hive-sized celestial tomb teetered under the onslaught, falling apart from its core.

No matter which party the original body was, they were all staring at this scene full of violent beauty at this time. They were so mesmerized that they accidentally fell into it: when they came to their senses one after another, time was not enough. Ignore it for a moment, but the situation on the entire Ullano battlefield has been turned upside down.

The hordes of void beasts that were so vast not long ago no longer exist. Only the Emperor's rage is still rising and waving wantonly, looking for opponents for it to bite: the firepower of the Emperor's Dream is enough to destroy a star. In front of it, there are only countless blue-white plasma vortices with a diameter of thousands of kilometers. They are the only remnants of the Orcs' star forts in the galaxy. As for all the greenskins who dream of competing with the Emperor's flagship fleet? All they left behind were countless fiery wrecks and brief storms.

After the storm, it was all ashes.

Until there is nothing left, not even souls bow before the conqueror of the galaxy.

Huge enemy groups, insurmountable chasms, and countless strong barriers that required the Legiones Astartes to spend hours or even dozens of hours to break through one by one. Less than half an hour after the Emperor arrived on the battlefield, They have all turned into cold ruins in the void, as if Ullanor's final fate has lost its suspense in the face of this devastating storm.

But this is not the end of everything, both for the empire and the orcs of Ullanor: when the Emperor's Dream successfully cleared an empty field, the path behind it was blocked by In the forcibly cut gap in the physical universe, more destructive forces are following closely behind.

The swarms of battleships and battle barges far outnumbered any single Legion of Astartes, and each of them could pacify a system, only to be overshadowed by the grandeur of the Emperor's flagship.

And when these astonishing numbers of war engines are combined, they form the first expeditionary fleet of the Human Empire. Its strength is fully worthy of its serial number: this expeditionary fleet, commanded by the Emperor himself, is undoubtedly the most powerful in the entire galaxy. The strongest fleet, whether it is the Imperial Fists, the Luna Wolves, the Dawnbreakers, or the Ultramarines, the power of the Primarchs in the void is far from comparable to that of their father.

But what is really shocking is that such a powerful fleet does not have even a trace of the Mechanicum: every ship in the First Expedition Fleet is produced from the orbital shipyard of Holy Terra, not Mars or Jupiter. In this way, the Lord of Mankind proved that he was powerful enough to subdue the other head of the two-headed eagle.

And he only had to wave his hand, and the expedition fleet would line up to eliminate the remaining [remnant enemies] in the galaxy for him: Between the Emperor's Dream and the east and west legions, there were still tens of billions of enemies left. The horrifying performance of the Greenskins, the Lords of Mankind, only wiped out one tentacle in the Ullanor system, and the real monster still lurked below the water surface.

But there is no doubt that when the Lord of Humanity rushed to the battlefield in person, the monster's death date had been greatly advanced.

[And its fleet is the same. 】

After trying her best to smooth out the increasingly chaotic subspace waves caused by the sudden appearance of the Emperor's Dream and restore the legion's public communication platform, Morgan used her slightly hoarse voice to speak to those far away on the front line. Chagatai Khan announced the good news.

The reason why it is Khan is because she can no longer find the lion and phoenix.

Not that the two of them were missing.

But these two guys, who already have a very keen sense of battlefield, when the Emperor's Dream made a big fuss behind the greenskin fleet, they were extremely keen and found many good opportunities on the wavering front of the Ullanor Orcs: completely. A good opportunity to break through several fronts at once.

Under the temptation of such benefits, Jonson and Fulgrim simply discussed it among themselves, and then did not even have time to inform Morgan at the rear: After all, the plasma storm caused by the Emperor's Dream seriously affected the entire galaxy. Communications, with all the military power they could muster, plunged into the chaotic battlefield whirlpool.

And when the Lord of Avalon had numbly dealt with all the effects of the plasma storm on the Eastern Front Legion, and anxiously contacted the front line again, the only one who greeted her was Jaghatai Khan.

In the minds of the world, this Lord of White Scars has always come and gone without a trace, but after his two blood relatives acted recklessly, he stayed where he was to ensure that Morgan would not attack the front line. Clueless: Someone has to take on those humble [chores].

At this moment, the Spider Queen was so moved that she wanted to forget the cynicism Jaghatai Khan had made towards her before.

[Have the frontline fleet been affected by the plasma storm just now? 】

"The communication is poor, even among the battleships of the same detachment, there is a mess, but other than that there is no problem: on the contrary, the collapse of the greenskins has given us many opportunities, and Jonson and Fulgrim have taken them away All the mobile troops on the front line went to carry out the breakthrough tactics they had temporarily discussed, and I asked my White Scars to follow. "

[Then who else is around you? 】

"Dozens of rotating companies, a group of mortal auxiliaries and skitarii that are not fast enough, and your Legion of Dawnbreakers: these companies on the front line of the Second Legion all refused such risky tactics, and they I feel that someone must stay to protect the territory that has been conquered.”

"You taught me well, Morgan."

Khan gave a sincere compliment: As a guy who likes to rush forward, he agrees more with the conservatism of the Dawnbreakers.

【Should. 】

The Spider Queen's voice was hollow. This war had greatly consumed her physical strength. Fortunately, so far it had gone smoothly: especially when the Emperor arrived, the road to Ullanor had been split open by the Lord of Mankind himself. .

"I remember you originally estimated that it would take us at least five days to reach Ullanor?"

Obviously, Jaghatai Khan had the same idea as Morgan at this time.

"Now, how many more days do you think it will take?"

[One or two days at most: We must destroy those orbital defense devices first. 】

"It makes sense."

Khan nodded. He observed his fleet through the holographic projector. As one of the legions best at void warfare, the White Scars were not seriously damaged in the chaos just now, but the formation looked a bit messy: But when Khan After the communication was restored, he gave an order, and the entire White Scars fleet completed the reorganization at an astonishing speed, and even transformed into a brand new formation during the reorganization process.

chisel.

Khan calls it so.

He once taught this proud tactic to Horus, but unfortunately, the Wolf God didn't seem to have learned it.

In just a few minutes, the White Scar fleet, which was still slightly messy, recovered its full attack power, while the Greenskin fleet opposite them, which was also very scattered and had no time to recover, was no match for the Fifth Legion: not even With Khan's personal command required, the hunters on the grassland rushed forward like a pack of wolves, capturing and destroying as many enemy soldiers as possible.

But they were not greedy for credit. After ensuring that the remaining greenskin fleets would not pose a real threat to the Imperial Army, they only needed another order from Jaghatai Khan for the White Scars to rein in their reins in time. , and then they all changed directions and went to meet Zhuangson and Fulgrim's vanguard troops.

Khan's rationality told him that although Jonson and Fulgrim's unauthorized action was an extremely high-risk gamble, the deal was already done, so they had to ensure their retreat and ensure that the two blood brothers could get more reinforcements: Chapter 1 The Fifth Legion will ensure that the rear of the First Legion and the Third Legion are not threatened by the greenskin fleet.

As for their own rear, Khan is not worried, because he knows that Morgan, who is farther back, must be organizing a fleet at this time and is on the way to support. She will ensure the safety of the White Scars' back: although there is a gap between each other. The time of fighting side by side was not long, but these two equally calm primarchs had developed some tacit understanding and mutual trust.

At least on the external battlefield, they can trust each other.

"Remember to keep open lines of communication with Horus and the Emperor, Morgan."

Khan reminded him, and then threw himself into the battlefield that belonged to him, and Morgan did not respond to Khan's kindness. She knew that the eagle would not wait for her thank you, and he had already left when he finished speaking. .

As a result, the Spider Queen focused all her attention on the battlefield. She began to call her favorite generals. Through more efficient psychic powers instead of communication platforms, Morgan quickly identified every Dawnbreaker participating in the battle. The company's position in this war, and also learned of the death of another senior company commander.

She has already lost five company commanders in this Ullanor war, and she only brought a total of thirty company commanders: in comparison, the death rate of soldiers was not so high, but there were many mortal auxiliary troops. The troops had indeed lost most of their blood in previous battles.

Morgan realized this, and while arranging the follow-up troops to move forward to fill the holes in the front line, she also transferred back some seriously damaged troops: For example, the Huntsman Rose she mentioned before, this unit was completely The force composed of female warriors provided 70% of their strength for the Ullanor expedition. Half of them have been killed now, but they have maintained amazing morale and efficiency from beginning to end.

For example: This group of Battle Sisters, whose death rate has exceeded 50%, is still following Jonson's footsteps and is rushing towards the most densely populated area of ​​​​greenskins. Morgan is watching their achievements and The damage was so great that her blood pressure skyrocketed.

Even the orthodox Iron Warriors rarely exaggerate like this.

The Spider Queen gritted her teeth and signed her own name on the new order, forcing the legion to return as the Hunting Goddess, and then set her sights farther away, watching the Eastern Front legion heading towards Ullanor. route.

【It’s not far away...】

She said to herself.

Jonson and Horus' previous fierce attack had destroyed one-third of the green-skin fleet in the entire Ullanor system. After the Emperor's debut, another third of the green-skin fleet was swept away. has fallen into the whirlpool of chaos and death, and is now about to collapse. As for the remaining fleet, about half has been blown away to the corners of the galaxy, and the other half is now in the vicinity surrounding the crown world of Ullanor. in Earth orbit, but their whereabouts can no longer rewrite the outcome of the war.

Caliban has been able to clearly see Ullanor's figure in his augury, and the Wolf God is not far behind. Even with the help of the Emperor's Dream, Horus' progress has been Much faster than Jonson: But a blessing in disguise was that because a considerable part of the greenskin fleet was also attracted to the direction of the Emperor's Dream, the number of enemies Horus had to face at this time was already far greater than The Lion King.

[In this way, the two of them can arrive at Ullanor at the same time. 】

Morgan burst into laughter. She couldn't help but wonder whether the God of Destiny behind her back was also looking forward to the final competition between the two primarchs on Ullanor. From her perspective, the Spider Queen was certainly interested in continuing to promote this established fact.

The original body blinked, the multi-threaded thinking ability in his mind running like a machine. With every blink of an eye, the giant star map in front of her refreshes: through the psychic connection with Morgan, the star map shows every direction of advancement conceived by the Spider Queen.

Over, over, and over again.

Until Morgan snapped her fingers and chose a plan that satisfied her most.

What's even better is that Jonson is following this plan at this time, while Fulgrim has chosen another direction: according to Morgan's calculations, the Lion will arrive in Ullanor five hours earlier than the Phoenix. .

This lion is quite serious when it comes to being taken seriously.

The Spider Queen raised her lips, and her heavy heart cheered up a lot: and now that she was in a good mood, Morgan could finally do something that would ruin her mood.

The primarch looked away.

She knew that in subspace...

The phone call from her dear genetic father had been ringing for a while.

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Unfortunately, there is no hang-up function.

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When Morgan shook her head and sighed, and connected to the Emperor's spiritual power, she smoothly sent the plan she had deduced to the front line: If everything goes well, this plan will allow Jonson to reach Ullanor within forty hours.

And it turns out: everything that happened after that went smoothly.

Forty hours later, when the first ship of the Dark Angels Legion arrived in low-Earth orbit in Ullanor, every primarch, every warrior, and even the Emperor himself participated in this final war. .

Finally, he got serious.