Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

"Could it be that the emperor behaves differently to different people and different races?"

Guilliman opened a sealed gate, revealing a stasis field.

It is indeed a waste to use such a precious force field device to keep a slightly yellowed book.

"Every god is like this. Their faces are ever-changing, and there is no fixed look." Natas said, "For different people, they have different faces."

"Then what do you think God is?" Guilliman turned off the force field.

Take out the book.

The book looked very old.

The precipitation traces of time and history are enough to be seen with the eyes alone.

"No one can really say what the gods are. The traitors of Chaos believe that the gods are the future of the galaxy, and we Eldar see them as hungry monsters. Hypocrisy is the essence of divinity, and they are the embodiment of lies .Their ability to give blessings makes them seem sacred to some primitive minds, but they are harmful to mortal life, whether they are gods in matter or gods in chaos. It only brings fear, they treat us like playthings and ultimately destroy us."

Natas said, "The saddest thing about us is that we cannot get rid of the control of the gods, and even need the help of the gods to gain a place in this galaxy. We are awakening the god of death, and you are accepting the god-emperor." This is the irony of this matter, we hate Chaos, but we must seek their help."

Guilliman put the book on the long table and displayed it in front of Natas.

Being proficient in human characters, he saw the name on the cover of the book at a glance.

【Book of Lorgar】

"This book is my brother's old work, in which he explained the divinity and the evidence that the emperor is a god. At that time, my father denied this statement and ordered me to burn the perfect city. He later told I retaliated by launching the Battle of Calth."

Guilliman's tone was flat, telling about the battle in which the Ultramarines were decimated by the Word Bearers in the past.

"To be honest, I suggest you not to delve too deeply into this matter. Discussing this matter is beyond my ability, and it is beyond the control of the group of psykers under your command. If you plan to build a webway, then Build the webway, and I will guide you to the Star of Knowledge." Natas said, "Before some things can't be solved, it's best to pretend to be confused."

"Very good advice." Guilliman said with a smile, "Thank you for talking to me so much."

"We are allies. This kind of thing is my job. I promise Eldrar that I will help you as much as I can."

"I also firmly believe that our friendship is unbreakable, you can go, Prophet, I need to calm down alone." Guilliman said.

Natas nodded, and he walked towards the door.

The heavy hatch was slowly opened, and Guilliman watched Natas go out.

At the door, the bodyguards of the Spirit Race who were standing with their own Glory bodyguards surrounded him when they saw Natas coming out.

There were four of them, all dressed in black armor, with spirit bone masks on their faces, and crowns of the Avenger's Path on their heads.

Allowing armed xenos to roam the ship is appalling in every sense of the word.

Only the Regent of the Empire dared to do this, and others could easily attract the attention of the Tribunal.

Today, Guilliman has reformed the various institutions of the empire.

However, the judges of the Judgment Chamber still have a very low tolerance for aliens.

Guilliman sat in his place, closed his eyes, and continued to think about whether there were any mistakes or omissions in his overall plan.

I don't know what happened to Modo's exploration team! !

Such a thought suddenly popped up in Guilliman's mind.

The different universe plan carried out by the Modo exploration team is just a cover for the firewall plan, but its significance is also extraordinary.

Once it is possible to travel to and from other universes, it means something that spans different universes, and it is indeed a feasible thing.

Describe each universe as a country, and civilizations are the people of this country.

Different universes are different countries.

Citizens who can travel to other countries will have a qualitative improvement in knowledge and cognition, which is a great benefit to the empire.

It's a pity that so far, I only know that the Modo exploration team has set off, and so far, no news has come back.

Guilliman speculates that those guys may have traveled to other universes.

He has been going deep into the subspace road before.

But time passed very slowly.

After so long, Celestine and the others did not quit.

Either you are dead inside, and there is no way to exit.

Either it has already arrived in other universes, so it will delay for such a long time.

Guilliman hoped it was the latter.

Being able to travel to other universes means endless possibilities.

The growth cap of the Human Empire will also be increased.

Guilliman got up, turned off the projection in front of him, and walked out.

Under the protection of Glory's personal guards, go to your own secret space.

Enter the password as always to enter the underground prison with layers of fortifications.

Priests and Inquisitors watch over the demons here.

After the reconstructive surgery, Vinsenhorn's complexion improved a lot, but the white hair was still very conspicuous.

Standing in front of Cherubel's cell door, Guilliman heard the other party's greeting like a dog.

"The great Regent of the Empire, the respected Lord of Ultramar, the great Thirteen Primarchs, the beloved Ultimate Monarch, and your faithful servant Cherubel welcomes you."

"A demon says loyalty, it's really weird to me." Guilliman said mockingly.

"No, my lord, this is the embodiment of your invincible charm. The great you have conquered me, and now my admiration for you is as endless as the stars, as uncontrollable as the boundless ether."

Cherubel, who was bound by countless chains, said sincerely.

Today's things should be written down in a small notebook.

When my majestic devil prince bears the burden of humiliation and regains his freedom, he will pay back ten thousand times from this kid.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but my literary talent has improved a lot," Guilliman said.

"It's all thanks to the master's training. Now I can change my mind and become a demon again. I have decided to dedicate my demon life to the great you. Please drive me arbitrarily. My lord, the humble Cherubel will never have any complaints."

"Okay, don't talk too much nonsense. How is Mortarion's situation recently!!"

Guilliman stopped talking nonsense with the Demon Prince.

Believing in the loyalty of demons is worse than believing in Khorne's striptease.

"My lord, Maca has sent me a message that they have arrived in the Ultramar star field. Soon, the flames of war will ignite, and the plague servants from the ghoul star field will enter your country."

"Is it finally coming!!" Guilliman narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking quickly.

After finishing the matter of the Webway, I went back to Ultramar and beat Mortarion, and then I was going to use the lighthouse to go to the dark side of the empire.

Guilliman asked some more questions about the Mortarion fleet, and then asked another question.

"How much do you know about the Eye of Terror!!"

"Eye of Terror?" Cherubel couldn't help repeating Guilliman's words.

"Yes, the Eye of Terror." Guilliman reiterated his question.

Now, the fleet is heading for the entrance to the Eldar webway.

As long as you follow the webway, you will directly enter the Eye of Terror, and reach the many lost planets of the Eldar in the Eye of Terror.

Of course, various battles are inevitable on the way.

Guilliman had to do a good job of intelligence at this time, and Cherubel, a native of the subspace, was undoubtedly the best source of information.

The mist surged, rolling like ocean waves.

A strange voice came from the depths of the dark mist, full of bloodthirsty desire.

The distorted animals and plants cast weird shadows under the light.

From time to time, there will be bursts of weird wind passing by, filled with a faint stench, which makes people feel disgusted.

A train with a strong atmosphere of the industrial age rumbled over the rotting plants and moved forward along the rails.

Iron bars and sharp thorns are fixed, making it look like a mobile city defense fortress.

Loud engines rumbled as front-mounted forklifts rolled over rotting vegetation that had grown onto the rails.

On the roof, there are two rotatable manual Gatling guns.

The four combatants swallowed their saliva from time to time, looking at the fog vigilantly.

At the slightest movement, they would turn their machine guns and aim at that spot.

The others didn't dare to breathe at this time, holding various weapons.

Qiu Chen, who was in charge of leading the team, watched everything around him.

In his hand, the revolver and a rapier engraved with the priest rune of the Lord of Suffering were tightly held in his hands.

Mist Survival Rule #1: Never let your guard down.

There are many monsters in the mist, and there are also some humans who are chasing the mist.

Those humans are lunatics who worship the mist and its monsters as truth.

He believes that only by fully integrating into it can he be redeemed.

Those lunatics can cause quite a bit of trouble in town.

They will sneak into the town and spread all kinds of demagogues.

Qiu Chen personally executed several of them.

Due to the teachings of the Lord of Suffering, they cannot reject those believers who have lost their way and have returned. They can only do some preventive work afterwards.

A deep roar came from the depths of the mist.

Then, a huge monster crawled out of the mist.

It has a bony sword in its hand.

Seven or eight disc-sized eyes blinked on the smooth head.

Showing hatred and desire to kill.

The multiple mouths let out the roar of the beast, and the sharp teeth flowed with saliva.

There are dense bone spurs protruding from the back, showing the color of black iron, each one is the size of a fist, and looks extremely sharp.

Seeing the monster, fear suddenly emerged in the hearts of everyone on the train.

Even in the fog of danger, such a huge monster is very difficult to meet.

Relying on years of combat experience, Qiu Chen immediately shot in that direction.

Accompanied by bang bang gunshots, the bullets with blessed power penetrated into the monster's deformed body.

The monster roared in pain and anger, and it ran.

It was like a mountain of meat was running, and the whole ground shook.

Everyone opened fire, and dense bullets hit the monster's body.

But there is still no way to prevent the monster from crashing into the train.

With a bang, the whole train shook violently.

The tentacle exuding disgusting mucus climbed up along the carriage, and its sharp limbs instantly pierced the two combatants controlling the hand-cranked Gatling, pierced them, lifted them high, and then flung them into the mist.

Only two screams were heard, and they were silent again.

Several men turned a cannon together, stuffed the cannonball into the barrel, and fired at the monster.

Blessed cannonballs exploded on the monster's body, splattering rancid flesh, slimy like protoplasm.

The monster made a sound of pain, but it was still alive.

Its size is too large.

The continuous attacks made it even more tyrannical.

Several mouths screamed, making people feel like their eardrums were about to burst.

The monster squirmed its huge body and hit the train again, almost derailing the train.

Wielding the weapon with the long bone sword and spikes, it kept attacking the carriage.

The sharp iron thorns and thorns make it scarred every time it strikes.

But the carriage was also completely damaged.

Qiu Chen jumped up from the carriage, and rushed towards the monster with agility.

The daily job of a witcher is training.

They all have excellent fighting skills.

Chanting the name of the Lord of Suffering, Qiu Chen waved the sharp sword in his hand, and quickly cut off those huge tentacles that no one could embrace.

However, the power of the monster is much stronger than him.

A huge mouth spewing fangs and acidic bile lunged at him.

Qiu Chen leaped up to avoid this terrible blow, but his vacating was seized by the monster.

Another tentacle came at him.

Even though, he is blocking the opponent's attack path with the sword.

But the heavy force still caused him to be knocked out and land heavily on the ground.

Those disgusting plants seemed to be alive, crawling in his direction.

In just a few breaths, sticky branches and leaves climbed up his limbs.

Qiu Chen can feel the joy of those rotten plants, they are eager to absorb Qiu Chen's fresh flesh and soul, and make him a member of rot.

There was a rustling sound in the mist.

Rotting monsters crawled out of the mist.

Their shapes vary.

The only thing in common is rotting, like being stuck in muck for years.

Some of the bones had turned black, and the swollen flesh and blood were full of wriggling maggots.

Every monster has a swollen body, and there is a lot of mucus flowing on the disgusting body surface,

Even a distance of several meters can feel the stench they emit.

The rotten, worm-filled arms broke through the rotten surface, trying to grab the fallen Qiuchen.

In the mist, as long as you show your weakness, those hungry monsters will swarm you endlessly.

Qiuchen waved the sharp sword in his hand, and golden light flowed on the sword.

Those monsters were like butter cut by a scorching sword.

When he just got up, the huge monster suddenly exerted force, and the train that was still running at a high speed was knocked over.

The people inside the train let out an exclamation of despair.

Qiu Chen's complexion also became ugly. Without the train, the danger factor in the fog would rise sharply.

A man keeps shooting at a rotting corpse walking towards him.

But the bullets hitting the opponent's body can only take away the rotten flesh and blood.

Even if you get the blessing, you have to hit the head to get the maximum killing effect.

But the man was already in a state of extreme panic, let alone aiming at the head, remembering to shoot was already very rare.

Walking in front of the man, the walking corpse raised the rotten long sword in his hand.

Faced with the threat of death, the man's pupils suddenly enlarged.

The walking corpse's rotten long sword did not stab down, and a huge sword with a flashing arc cut the walking corpse in half.

A woman with short blond hair and armor was standing behind the walking corpse, and it was she who rescued the man.

"For the Emperor, for Guilliman." She crushed the walking corpse's head, raised the weapon in her hand, and shouted like some kind of oath.

The man was dumbfounded watching this scene.

Naturally, he could recognize that these people were the mysterious people who suddenly appeared in the church.

Those traversers said they were high-level civilizations from other planets.

"For Guilliman." Titus fell from a high altitude, and with the help of the potential energy brought by gravity, he stabbed the power sword in his hand into the monster's body, cutting it open.

The monster let out a shrill scream.

The limbs waved in pain, and there was a whistling sound in the air.

Qiu Chen, who was rushing over, showed a hint of shock.

He watched those mysterious people suddenly appear on the battlefield, and then crushed those monsters.

Those mysterious people have escaped the imagination of mortals.

Even the traversers who have traveled to this world do not have such terrifying power as the other party.

Those monsters swarming in after smelling fresh flesh and blood were like a tide.

But those guys are like an impregnable dam.

The wave formed by the monster crashed directly in front of them.

Qiu Chen couldn't see clearly the killing process, the speed was too fast.

They have all given up the use of ranged weapons and all use melee weapons covered in electricity.

At their speed, thermal weapons have lost most of their effectiveness.

Those rotting monsters that drilled out like nightmares fell down in pieces like weeds in front of a sharp sickle.

They are more monsters than monsters.

In front of them, those monsters who regard humans as playthings and food are just ants that can be killed easily.

Qiu Chen only felt that the gap between himself and those guys was like a gap, a gap that couldn't be bridged by things like will, courage, or skills.

The battle is over.

There are only countless wreckage on the battlefield.

Even the gigantic monster had been chopped into a disgusting pile of rotting flesh.

They put away their weapons, and the blue electric current disappeared from the weapons.

"It seems that your situation is not very good." Titus walked in front of Qiu Chen.

Under close comparison, Qiu Chen felt the huge size of the opponent.

It is as huge as a little giant who came out of a myth.

What kind of power is it that can shape these invincible big guys.

They are like a weapon specially forged for war.

A trace of rejoicing appeared in Qiu Chen's heart, at least they were not enemies now.

"Why are you here?" Qiu Chen put away his long sword and exorcism pistol, and asked the giant in front of him.

As a time traveler, he still has some arrogance.

You can't achieve the domineering arrogance of those who travel through the world, and you can still be neither humble nor overbearing.

"We are following the railway, exploring the situation of this world, looking for minerals and resources." Titus said, "The situation in this world is very bad, and the power of ether has infected the space-time structure here. If we fail to find a suitable It is difficult to get rid of these weird forces with the means."

"The power of ether?" Qiu Chen was a little confused when he heard this strange term.

"Ether is the power of the subspace. This world has been polluted by chaos. The power of the subspace permeates here, creating these monsters." Titus explained, "All kinds of incredible things will appear in the world polluted by chaos. Things that cannot be viewed with common sense."

"Do you call the power of those fogs ether?" Qiu Chen finally understood what the other party meant. The fog and all kinds of strange creatures in their mouths were ethers.

"These are not fogs, they just look like them. The void world pours ether ocean currents into the real universe, which will produce this kind of fog-like effect." Titus's knowledge of subspace is not as good as think tanks, as As a member of the exploration team, he only learned some necessary knowledge to avoid situations in the subspace without knowing how to save himself.

"Do you know much about these things?" Qiu Chen wanted to know more. Demon hunters also have in-depth research on the mist, but their conditions are too limited. They only know that there is a terrible power in the mist, but they don't know about the mist. What exactly, and what are the mechanisms by which those forces work.

"Chaos is the great enemy of every civilization. It is the original force that created the universe, and it is also the behind-the-scenes force behind the destruction of civilization. We have been fighting against them, but the situation has been very bad. It was not until the return of the great regent that we Bring it back slowly."

Looking at the mortal in front of him, Titus explained patiently.

Compared with him, the other party is not worth mentioning.

If he wants, he can kill the other party within one breath.

But the tenacity of will and soul in this mortal man's heart is admirable, and it is worth Titus' time to give him a little guidance.

The real strong and noble people are not divided by strength, but by heart.

When Qiuchen encountered a crisis, he did not run away, but rose up to fight.

This undoubtedly represents his fearless courage.

"Can these things be defeated?" Qiu Chen pointed to the depths of the fog and asked.

"Of course, Chaos is powerful, but it is not invincible," Titus said. "We are looking for a way to defeat it once and for all, so that mankind can escape its dark fate."

"The Great Regent of the Empire will lead us to this."