Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

The royal court belonging to the Trinity Council sits on a magnificent pyramid.

Below the pyramid, there are countless undead warriors and immortal legions.

On the steps of the pyramid are the three holy guards who are absolutely loyal to the King of Silence.

Coming from afar, Mar-Vell, as the representative of the Cancer Legion peace talks, was received by a metal undead holding a scepter.

Marvell tried his best to suppress the disgust in his heart, avoiding showing any emotions that would affect the peace talks.

The bodies of those metal undead don't have any soul fluctuations.

Meaning they are merely echoes of past memories.

The existence of these metal undead is undoubtedly the greatest desecration of life.

Marvell saw the immeasurable metal undead standing in the open space in front of the pyramid through the eyes covered by the corrupted flesh.

None of them made a sound, and none of them made any subtle movements.

It's like a sculpture made of metal.

An invisible force keeps them in line.

Under the guidance of the guide, Marvell finally walked to the huge pyramid and walked along the steps to the throne of the Silent King.

It was an obelisk-shaped temple.

The highest point exceeds 40 meters.

The suspended metal giant ring rotates slowly.

There is a strange sense of solemnity.

There stood the Throne of the Silent King, cast of black and lustrous metal.

The edges of the throne are adorned with gleaming golden runes and emblems.

From the bottom of the long ladder to the top.

On the steps the elite warriors of the Necrons stood in rows.

Ranked higher than their kinsmen, and enjoyed a position closer to their kings.

Next to the throne are those masked nobles.

They were as silent as the soldiers.

Only from the precise texture and clothing on their bodies can we see their status.

Glittering statues of alien gods stand atop the building's plinths.

Two of them raise their arms aloft, forming a vault when they reach the top.

He lowered his head in a gesture of bowing and pleading.

It means that the gods should also submit to the monarch on the throne.

Marvel walked to the clearing and looked at the three metal undead sitting on the throne.

The one in the middle is the target of his visit.

The strange-shaped body made of active metal is more precise than other metal undead, full of cold power.

Every movement of his hands and feet possessed vitality that other undead did not have, and his body also carried the well-proportioned strength of muscle tissue.

Also wearing a simple but very elegant dress.

"Kneel down."

The metal undead to the left of the throne spoke.

Marvell twisted his twisted, cancer-covered head. "He's not my servant. I won't kneel."

The erstwhile Captain Marvel can only rely on the great Yogg Sothoth and cannot kneel to anyone else.

Not just a matter of loyalty, but also some secrets about Marvel's immortality.

Kneel down to someone other than Yogg-Sothoth, and he will be abandoned by that moody master, and even die instantly.

In the previous battle with the Empire, he had been killed once by the Empire's marshal named Calgar.

It was resurrected at the will of Yogg-Sothoth.

The metal undead glared at Marvell.

Marvel also stared at each other.

The metal undead didn't continue to speak, but turned around and knelt down to their lord on one knee.

Then the masked nobles, their entourage, and the pyramid steps, and all the Necron warriors in front of the pyramid chose to kneel.

Give allegiance and all to the sovereign who sits on the throne.

Marvell was unimpressed by this.

He looked at the Silent King at the top.

"I came here with the sincerity of an alliance. We need to join forces to fight against the human empire. Only in this way can we have a chance of victory."

The Silent King's eyes surveyed the twisted, bloated Marvell.

As the king who once participated in the battle of heaven and the battle against the star gods, he naturally knew a lot about subspace.

Obviously, the guy in front of him is a monster corroded by subspace and distorted by chaotic creatures.

The Inanimate of the Warp is the sworn enemy not only of man, but also of the Necrontyr.

The exorcist dead zone across the entire galaxy was built to fight against the warp.

"Work hand in hand with your bunch of polluted alien creatures to fight against humans??" The attendant next to the King of Silence questioned, "Isn't that introducing a pack of wolves to drive out tigers?"

The Silent King never spoke.

His will is conveyed by his attendants.

"Either side has no way to defeat the Human Empire alone. My suggestion is the best. Only by clearing out the most powerful enemy can we have the possibility of victory, otherwise the Human Empire will win without a doubt. In that case, you will not even have a chance to compete with the wolves, and you will be killed by tigers."

Marvell looks at the Silent King, stating the pros and cons of it.

This is not the first time Marvell has participated in the battle to conquer the universe.

Compared with the smooth sailing and violent war against the natives of other universes in the past, the empire is too difficult.

Until now, a stable channel has not been established.

Using the method of paying the price to the subspace to transport the troops of the cancerous legion, the cost is unimaginable.

In the face of the empire's extinction-style purification, it is difficult to replenish the strength of the cancerous legion by fighting to support it.

In the current battle situation, the empire has the absolute upper hand.

If you continue to send troops from the original universe, you will only continue to expand your losses.

Based on this situation, there was a scene where Marvell came to find the enemy of the empire-the space undead alliance.

Marvell felt the anger in his heart burning violently, and he had never felt so aggrieved before.

It was the first time he was beaten to pieces by the natives.

Both were killed by each other in the battle.

Many cancerous heroes were beheaded by the empire, and some were captured as experimental samples.

The battle damage ratio is so high that it has never been seen before.

The Silent King is also evaluating the pros and cons of the alliance.

Things are not looking good for the Necrons at the moment.

The empire is pressing harder and harder.

Lion Lion and the traitors of the Sotai Dynasty are sweeping away the outer outposts.

So far, the news from the battlefield is that most of them are defeated.

The Storm King is dead.

If there are no accidents, the next one should be his own.

The Nether Dragon had the brazenness to surrender to humans, making many killing moves of the Necrons useless.

"The empire is pressing every step of the way, and its military strength is far superior to ours. Even if we form an alliance, how can we win?" the servant of the King of Silence said.

"The strength of the human empire lies in the physical technology of the real universe. As long as we avoid its strengths and attack its weaknesses, there is a certain chance of a comeback. The Eye of Terror and the Great Rift are dominated by the power of the subspace. Of course they can Victory at the edge, but there is no way to go deep into it. If we are united and rely on these subspace rifts as a stronghold to launch harassment and attacks on various regions of the empire, they will inevitably fall into chaos."

The Silent King's processor calculated the benefits of the opponent's plan.

Can avoid the doom brought by the lion.

But it will give the subspace a chance to grow.

The cooperation with these guys can only continue until the human empire is weakened. If the human empire is destroyed, I am afraid that these creatures polluted by chaos will bring about the doomsday.

The Necrontyr need to strike a delicate balance between the Empire and the creatures of the Warp.

Let the two weaken each other, so that Necrons have a chance to come back.

Both parties to the alliance have their own agendas.

However, the covenant was quickly reached.

Facing the threat brought by the human empire, they can only give up their past persistence and choose to form an alliance, otherwise, the human empire will make them all become dust of history and be swept into the garbage dump.

The huge universe is like a wounded and struggling beast.

Afflicted with wounds infected by countless warp storms, it howled in agony.

From the battle of distant civilizations to the rise of the empire today, this universe has been burning with flames of war for countless years.

It is nothing more than the difference between big and small wars.

The plan of thousands of years was shattered by Guilliman, and that idiot Erebus summoned another guy from another world to challenge his status.

What makes Abaddon even more intolerable is that the other party bears the name and appearance of his genetic father.

This is a trample on him, and even more a trample on the former son of Horus.

Such behavior cannot be forgiven.

But his strength can't fight against the opponent.

He needs a secret weapon, a weapon left over from ancient times to the present.

Abaddon would have given anything to get it.

Even if it is tearing space and time, it will not hesitate.

In the process, Abaddon rescued an ancient evil god in an ancient ruin far from the galaxy.

He claimed to be a god who was imprisoned in the battle of ancient civilizations, and had the authority to forge, named Vashtor.

In order to regain his freedom, the god declared that he could serve Abaddon in finding the artifact he wanted.

The two sides reached a cooperation.

Abaddon destroyed the cage built by the ancient civilization and freed Vashtor

Vashtor promised to build Abaddon a brand new warship - the Ark of Omens.

Find him the artifact that can defeat the Omnipotent.

The Ark of Doom is extremely huge.

It was casted by those ancient civilizations before the Civilization War, possessing unparalleled mighty power, capable of tearing apart the structures of time and space, and destroying stars with ease.

Among other things, Vashtor offered a way for Abaddon to assemble a whole new army.

That is to let him forge a puppet army out of the demon iron of the warp.

This proposal was quickly approved by Abaddon.

The strength of the empire and the decline of chaos are tightening the living space of the rebels.

Guilliman's brainwashing methods are far superior to those of the emperor and past rulers. There are fewer and fewer incidents of rebellion in the empire. Only a few people who are dissatisfied with the empire will secretly defect to the camp of the gods. ,

There is also the repair of the network channel and the existence of the firewall. 0

Such a change made the Four Gods' influence on reality weaker and weaker.

Their minions are only active in the Great Rift and those areas warped by the warp.

It is no longer possible to fool those ignorant civilians into using sacrifices to enter the hinterland of the empire as before.

The Chaos Gods have paid more and more attention to the Imperium of Man.

The rise of human beings has made them feel threatened.

However, it is not that simple to deal with the human empire.

In the past, they focused on seizing the supremacy of Chaos, trying to seize control of the road leading to the universe of the heavens.

Their power is placed in the warp.

The chaos of reality is just a small flavoring.

Those traitors who have been supported can already bring enough trouble to the empire.

Who would have thought that Guilliman's awakening would lead to the rapid rise of mankind, and they have not had time to adjust their views on the human empire.

Guilliman has led mankind all the way, regained lost ground, unified the galaxy, and started to march to other universes, ready to expand the territory.

For a while, the Chaos Gods were powerless against the rise of the human empire.

Their power is not in the real universe, and they were finally sent to the minions of the real universe, and they were not the opponents of the empire, so they were killed by the empire.

Without the help of the gods, and humiliated by the omniscient and omnipotent from another universe, Vashtor's proposal is undoubtedly a timely help for Abaddon.

A strong army will be the key to regaining his dignity.

In the casting factory of Ominous Ark, which covers a vast area, the sound of iron and fire clashing can be heard from time to time.

The disciples of the Dark Mechanicus are controlling the hideous equipment and producing parts.

The captive slaves toil numbly under the whip of the overseer.

Fallen slaves are stuffed directly into the furnace, where they are fed and rewarded by the furnace demons.

Tendrils of wire, molten metal and crackling energy spilled from every mechanical system of the bridge.

They are like a huge mechanical spider web, with countless strands passing through the air, interweaving above the factory.

Abaddon stood on the high platform, overlooking the busy factory.

The oracle, host of Vashtor, stood behind him.

The gods of the Warp need a body to function in the real world.

Vashtor is no exception.

Even if he has powerful divine power and can easily extinguish a star, he still has to act according to this rule.

Countless metal filaments are wrapped around the oracle's feet.

These metal filaments connect every corner of the Ark of Omen.

In a sense, this huge ark is Vashtor's body.

Factories are not producing weapons, nor are they vehicles.

It's the parts that make up the puppet army.

After the metal puppets loaded with terrifying and murderous weapons were assembled, they gained life.

Go where you should be.

Their eyes glow red, and their dark bodies are covered with fine warp markings.

Has the ability to think.

They are not soulless machines created by humans in the Golden Age.

There are no demons in it, so it is not considered a demon vehicle in the warp.

Vashtor seems to have mastered the secret of creating humans.

Endowed those machines with soul and life, making them cold and ruthless killing machines.

"Very well, with this army, we can let that bastard and Guilliman know who is the real master of this galaxy." Abaddon showed a satisfied look, "The last thing now is, what do you want to do?" Give me a weapon to defeat the Omnipotent?"

"Such weapons are very rare, but this ruined universe is full of miracles. I know that the relics left by an ancient civilization may be able to satisfy you. That civilization has gone far on the path of truth, and they can create weapons that can harm all existence. weapons." Vashtor said: "What's even more amazing is that the ruins I know are not far from the Milky Way."

PS: I woke up at ten o'clock, and I only had 4,000 words in ten hours, and I felt so depraved.