Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Constantine became the darling of the empire, and became a big man unimaginable by ordinary people.

Those gods who once claimed to take his soul, now all respectfully call him Lord Constantine.

Constantine is also quite proud of this.

He never thought that a bastard like himself would have a chance to change his destiny.

It really confirms the old saying that fate is capricious.

In this world, don't think that anything is impossible.

In the past, who would have thought that those ancient gods would one day be pulled down from the throne, fall to the mortal world, and submit to a king, only for the other party to forgive their crimes and let themselves live.

Of course, some people think that Constantine is a shameful traitor, a running dog of the empire.

In any case, Constantine's reputation is getting bigger and bigger.

People are in awe of his identity and status.

The same goes for the cast out gods.

The little mage who was once looked down upon by them is now an existence they need to bow down to.

The holographic projection in the bar is still playing news from the Imperial Daily.

"Commander of the Empire Expedition, the person in charge of the development of the universe master - Sanguinius delivered an important speech recently, and summarized and theoretically innovated the social system proposed by the holy, all-knowing and omnipotent emperor of the empire, and put forward the theory of scientific governance of the empire, the first time In his speech, he proposed the establishment of a century-old plan to strive for the long-term implementation of the social system and avoid changing the order overnight, which caused the people's distrust of the imperial system."

"Further enhance citizens' participation in imperial affairs, make the imperial official system more open to the public, operate transparently, enhance the trust of the people, establish a sound supervision mechanism, allow citizens to supervise the operation of officials, and effectively maintain the achievements of imperial construction. Advance human The development and expansion of civilization is a systematic project that requires overall planning, systematic planning, and overall advancement, to correctly handle the individual interests of the people and the collective interests of the empire, and to explore and practice a balanced and feasible path."

"Promoting the cause of the liberation of human civilization in the heavens and the redemption of the human branches scattered in the heavens is a great cause that has never been seen before and will never be seen again. It will inevitably encounter all kinds of unimaginable risks and challenges, difficulties and obstacles, and even stormy waves. It must be strengthened Awareness of urgency, adherence to bottom-line thinking, be prepared for danger in times of peace, plan for a rainy day, dare to fight, and have the courage to fight. Through tenacious struggle to promote this great cause, let human civilization usher in great harmony, great unification, great development, and great transcendence.”

"It is necessary to firmly implement the ideology of the Holy Emperor and the Great Imperial Emperor, and promote the development of the cause from the perspective of the overall situation of human civilization. It is absolutely not allowed to shake the ideology of the Holy Emperor and the Great Imperial Emperor. Only by uniting in the sacred light Only by the side of the omniscient and omnipotent emperor can we ensure that the great cause will not deviate from the course and not lose its essence. It must be consistent and encourage all the people of the empire to participate in the great cause and promote the great cause. Adhere to the strategic policy formulated by the holy, bright, omniscient and omnipotent emperor, Adhere to the idea of ​​human-centered and imperial people-centered development, participate in the whole process of development, and fully stimulate the spirit of ownership of the imperial people.”

"Let us toast the great Emperor of the Empire."

Constantine raised his glass and said.

"Look at how good people say this, and look at you, using big screens to publicize here. Look at your previous practices, it's too backward."

"It's meaningless to do that. The life of a mortal is like a mayfly to an eternal god." Lucifer said without turning his head, "How can a mortal like you realize the idea of ​​having an eternal life? One day, that emperor will get tired of these jobs. Just like Jehovah back then, he will isolate himself from mortals, establish his own divine domain, and become a god who is high above and cannot be offended."

"Haha, that's you." Constantine laughed and said, "Don't use your stupid thoughts to guess the thoughts of the emperor. You are an unimaginable god to mortals, but to that one, you I'm just an ant like a mortal. Do you know that when the Lord died, I was there."

When Lucifer heard this, he raised his head.

He was the Lord's helper, his left hand, his mightiest angel.

After falling into hell, he became the master of hell.

Hearing the death of his former boss, he felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

"The god who was sought after by countless people, his legs were broken, and he was powerless to kneel before his throne. Countless angels roared and charged, trying to save their god. With the sword of the commander of the empire's expedition Next, the god's head was cut off, and the dark red blood gushed out. Under the light of the god, it was crystal clear. I will never forget that scene. The high god died, and I witnessed it with my own eyes. "

"In that sacred and beautiful heaven, the angels fell to the ground, their white wings were soaked in blood and blackened by the beacon fire, they fought desperately to the last moment, and then died."

After speaking, Constantine took a sip of wine.

"This is a whole new age, a godless age, one that no one has ever imagined."

Lucifer wiped the wine glass silently, without saying anything.

Constantine would have liked to drink a few more glasses.

Zatanna came and took him away.

The train to the Imperial mainland will leave shortly.

They have to be prepared.

Those selected to study in the mainland of the Empire are all carefully considered.

Make them fully aware of the crisis facing humanity and the efforts of the Empire.

When the time is right, the passage between the two universes will be opened.

Allowing people to freely flow between the two universes.

Walking out of Lucifer's restaurant, an unmanned hover car parked on the side of the road.

After Constantine and Zatana sat on it, it rose slowly and merged into the traffic like a school of fish.

Today's Gotham City has undergone earth-shaking changes.

All kinds of high-rise buildings stand everywhere, and countless suspended vehicles shuttle through the gaps between the buildings, like fish schools swimming among the corals on the bottom of the sea.

No more slums, no more street crime everywhere.

No matter when and where, people can go out freely.

No matter when, they can get security guarantee.

No need to worry about harm from criminals.

After losing those superheroes, human society has not ushered in the end, but instead has a thriving upward trend.

The gap between rich and poor has been minimized.

The ethos of money supremacy and individual heroism has been dealt a severe blow.

The society is still dictatorial in the name of the emperor, but the flow of wealth and the management of society have been supervised by the whole people, and it has become more democratic than before.

Unlike the democracy advocated by superheroes in the past, today's people are not only reflected in the system of selecting and managing officials, but also in the flow of social wealth.

People have the right to choose who manages the wealth they create, so as to better distribute it, reduce the wealth gap between different classes, and let everyone feel the convenience and affluent life brought by technology.

Social wealth is no longer in the hands of private individuals for various reasons as before, but in the hands of the public.

Through the system and popular election, the controller of social wealth and the manager of the social system are guaranteed, and the maximum degree of social fairness is ensured.

People also really felt the difference between the collective thinking emphasized by the Empire and the superheroes.

The freedom and democracy preached by superheroes has become a cover for fooling the world.

No wealth is private unless it is divorced from the social collective.

No single billionaire can create billionaire wealth alone.

Even the great emperor of the Holy Empire once admitted with his own mouth that even he would not be able to create such a great empire without countless imperial subjects.

If the society cannot be regarded as a collective, and the legitimacy of private wealth is overemphasized, the resulting democracy will inevitably be an undemocratic result.

The essence of social operation is to create enough social wealth through institutional management so that people can enjoy a normal life.

Just like a pack of wolves hunting, the hunted things are shared by the group, and the wolf king has the priority to distribute them by virtue of his leadership and strength.

If the wolf king dared to declare that all the food belonged to him, and the other wolves were just hired thugs, he would definitely be hostile by the wolves, and even bitten into food.

People can't choose who to be the spokesperson of social wealth, and they are not qualified to supervise and manage the wealth they create. Such democracy is destined to be a castle in the air, and it can only allow the so-called privatization to encroach on people's interests. Individuals who ultimately control the flow of wealth must Will control the regime, control everything.

This is why in the age of superheroes, the stronger the Justice League, the poorer people's worlds will be.

With the arrival of the Empire, everything changed drastically.

After establishing an equal and just social wealth system and a perfect social security system through powerful means, people are more keen on pursuing the realization of self-worth.

Crime, which has high costs and low returns, is hated by more and more people.

Man is a creature that considers interests.

When the cost of breaking the law is too low and the benefits are too high, they will take risks.

When the cost of breaking the law is too high and the benefits are too small, they will keep their law and order.

This has nothing to do with any morality.

Morality is just icing on the cake.

Everyone that Constantine saw along the way was full of confidence, no matter what their status was, they looked very neat and elegant.

Eyes are the best reflection of the civilization of an era.

In the feudal period, people showed numbness and dullness.

In the industrial age, people expressed the confusion of the future and the resentment that their self-worth was not reflected.

Now, people are exuding a confidence they never had before.

The rapid development of human civilization has brought them confidence.

Under the leadership of the Holy Emperor, their pace of life was slowed down, and people had more time to think about their own meaning and what they wanted to do in the future.

They know that even if they fail, there are enough guarantees for them to spend the rest of their days safely, so they have more passion and motivation to do various things.

This is the worst era, the gods have left the human world and have been reduced to roles no different from mortals.

This is also the best era. Every mortal has infinite possibilities. They enjoy technology unimaginable by their parents, travel in the scale of time and space unimaginable by their parents, and possess a divine power who transcends everything and masters everything. protect man from all evil.

The suspended vehicle shuttles between the gaps in the building.

The grounds have been abolished by roads and replaced by tree-planted squares and garden lawns.

Scattered with cobblestone paths for those who prefer rickshaws and walks.

Humanized comfort and coziness are reflected everywhere.

Constantine sat by the car window, he never imagined that Gotham City could become like this.

That gloomy, dilapidated, and hopeless city has transformed into a paradise that people love.

This is a paradise for human beings.

Created by humans, it does not belong to any god.

People living in it do not need to be recognized by those gods, as long as they have the identity of human beings, they are naturally qualified to live in this paradise.

"It's as beautiful as a dream." Constantine said with emotion.

"Yes." Zatana nodded rarely, agreeing with the scumbag's thoughts.

After this simple exchange, the two fell into silence again.

When Constantine wants to say something, invite Zatanna to have an in-depth exchange at night and consolidate the relationship.

The suspension car reminds that there are still 500 meters to reach the destination.

Constantine had no choice but to take back his words and looked out the window.

The different universe station is very huge, built on the edge of Gotham City.

Like a majestic giant mountain range, towering into the sky.

The highest point has rushed out of the earth, extending into the endless void.

Anyone who visits the station for the first time will really feel the majesty of the station, so huge that it seems that it is not built by human beings.

His car was at an altitude of three hundred meters.

However, this is only the lower level of the station. Looking up, you can see this majestic building towering into the clouds.

When the ancient people saw this scene, they might exclaim that this is the ladder leading to the temple of the gods.

The hover car entered the interior of the station from a dock and stopped on a huge platform.

There are many people at the station, but they are scattered on the huge platform, which looks very sparse.

A suspended servo skull flew from a distance and stopped beside Constantine.

The golden double-headed eagle emblem on it represents that it has been blessed by the Imperial Emperor.

[Imperial Citizen: Constantine, Imperial Citizen: Zatanna, you have been authorized to board the train to the territory of the Holy Empire, the estimated departure time will be three hours later, please follow me. 】

Constantine and Zatana glanced at each other, then stepped forward.

Middenheim has fallen.

That great city became the domain of vampires and undead, and the living fled in haste.

When people fearfully thought that the end was coming, things ushered in a strange turning point.

A group of creatures who don't know where they came from regained Middenheim with their powerful, god-like power, and began to rebuild the ancient capital.

They refused to recognize the original Elector family's rule over Middenland.

Sigmar's religious status is also not recognized.

Instead, all provinces are required to surrender to them and integrate into a brand new human empire.

It also proposed to abolish the power of hereditary nobles, distribute land to the people, and encourage the bottom to participate in reforms such as politics.

Such behavior naturally aroused strong opposition from many nobles.

This blatant act of corrupting the original tradition caused many nobles to regard Middenheim's savior as a heretic like the vampire Vlad.

But the strength of those mysterious people and their willingness to accept refugees also won them many supporters.

Many mages and some aspirants tired of the endless infighting among the nobles set off for Middenheim.

Rick collar.

This province is located in the southwestern part of the empire.

It is the center of power of the empire.

The capital of the empire - Altdorf is there.

After Middenheim issued a notice to the provinces, the electors began to gather in Rickland, preparing to find a way to kill Middenheim's enemies and prevent them from further destroying the tradition.

A large number of peasant households were summoned, armed with crude weapons and their own dry food, and set out with the provincial army.

Today's weather is not very good.

Thunder resounded through the sky, dark clouds filled the sky, and heavy rain fell on the ground.

Ragged, pale-faced peasants walked the muddy roads wearing whatever they could find to keep out the rain.

They pulled the bony horses and donkeys, and carried the army's supplies and supplies with difficulty.

The heavy materials made the animals who pulled the cart feel strenuous.

Even though they tried their best, it was difficult for the car to climb out of the mud and continue to move forward.

Geissler was also one of those unlucky ones.

His whole body was soaked.

The coir raincoat kept dripping rainwater into his clothes.

It made him wet and cold, and he couldn't help shivering.

Now his only thought is to find a dry place as soon as possible and light a fire to keep warm.

If this continues, he suspects that he will be frozen to death by the roadside, becoming a dry bone that no one can control.

The soldiers were furious from time to time, whipping the team that couldn't get away with whips.

Accompanied by screams, Gessler and his party walked forward in the rainstorm.

After a long time, they got a chance to rest.

The team stops next to a ruined temple.

Hundreds of people were able to light the fire for a short rest and warmth.

The torrential rain poured down, making everything between the sky and the earth foggy.

Gessler rubbed his cold hands and dried his patched clothes by the fire.

The icy mist around is dense, surging desolately, like an evil elf, burrowing into people's clothes, making them wet and cold, even a fire can't stop them, and the farmers who keep warm can't help it. Shivering.

"How much longer do we have to go?" someone asked.

Gessler listened to their conversation while drying the laundry.

"We have already arrived in Rickland, and the enemy is in Middenland. It is estimated that we will go for a month or two."

"I really can't bear it. If we continue to walk in such a horrible weather, I'm afraid we will die before we arrive."

"No way, we have to go."

"Is there anything to eat?"

"What a fart, it's all taken away by those soldiers, wait for them to distribute food."

"I'm so hungry."

"I just grabbed a handful of leaves on the road, soaked in water and chewed them. Do you want them?"

"If you want, you can eat a few bites to fill your stomach, and you can be a grass-eating animal."

A handful of emerald green leaves were thrown into the boiling water pot.

After it was boiled, the surrounding farmers shared it and drank it.

Gessler also shared a bowl, and after drinking it, his whole body became much warmer.

Chewing a few leaves to fill his hungry stomach made him feel better.

Altdorf, the center of power of the Empire.

Nobles from all over gathered here.

So many nobles came that they had to hold a banquet every day to entertain their friends and strengthen the emotional bonds among the nobles.

And in the palace, a banquet for the nobles was also being held.

It was held by the Elector of Knockland himself to welcome the nobles who responded to his call.

The butlers paced in the magnificent and warm hall.

They all wore wine red tuxedos, and their black leather boots were polished

They served the nobles, filling their goblets with wine and replacing them with freshly baked food.

The Elector of Nokland sat on the throne. He wore silk from Cathay, sprayed Arabi's perfume, and wore all kinds of treasures on his hands.

Knocklands is the wealthiest province in the empire, possessing wealth beyond the reach of other electors.

The banquet also fully reflected his wealth and power.

The best ingredients are used, transported from all over the empire, and cooked by the best chefs, and made into various delicious dishes.

In terms of wine, there are not only good wines from the empire, but also good wines from the elves.

Just such a banquet is enough to make a small and medium-sized nobleman go bankrupt and sell his ancestral territory.

The Elector of Knockland watched his servants and stewards, if they made a mistake and tarnished his majesty.

Then he'd throw those fools out into the streets of Altdorf to farm and starve.

The banquet guests were all dressed to match the luxurious surroundings.

Black embroideries and brocades, exotic prints and floats, ribbons woven of silver thread and jewels of the brightest gold.

These precious clothes and jewelry all set off the wealth and status of the guests.

They are all nobles of the empire, holding a large number of territories and farmers.

After he was full with wine and food, the elector of Nokland ordered another dessert.

"Now let's discuss how to deal with the invaders in Middenland. What they are doing now is terrible. They threw those noble figures out of the mansion and let those mud legs live in it. Things like this terrible."

The Elector of Knockland said: "We have to resolve this matter as soon as possible, otherwise it will be our turn next. This matter is definitely a terrible crisis comparable to Vlad."

ps: There was a mistake. When I clicked the replacement, all the emperors were replaced with the electors of Nokland. If you still see it, please inform the author to modify it