Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

The corridor is grand and wide.

Huge sculptures stand on both sides.

Burning candles provide enough light to see.

The tens of meters tall sculpture flickers on and off, possessing a strange sense of solemnity and solemnity.

For many superheroes, they feel only eerie.

Those horrible sculptures make them feel uncomfortable like gargoyles in hell.

From the surface of the magnificent battleship to the underground.

With the guidance of No. 066 Manhattan, they locked the target.

As long as they kill all the way along this corridor, they will be able to find the imperial commander who directed this war.

Sandman holds the mother box tightly in his hands, and if they find the target leaving, they will use the transmission channel created by the mother box to chase after them.

Catching each other is the most important task of their trip.

It is the key to their reversal of the situation.

Imperial soldiers poured out along the side passages on both sides of the corridor.

With a variety of weapons, attack the superheroes who enter the core area, trying to stop their progress.

"The time for your death has come." Superman No. 043 roared, his eyes released laser beams with terrifyingly high temperatures, illuminating the slightly dark giant corridors.

With the help of the Sandman, those imperial soldiers were not overwhelmed and were easily dealt with by Superman No. 043.

Those soldiers tried in vain to resist the superheroes.

However, these enemies have already made preparations in all aspects, and all kinds of artifacts and treasures at the bottom of the box have been taken out.

In a narrow corridor that cannot exert the power of the Empire's heavy equipment.

It is impossible to stop these superheroes only by relying on these imperial soldiers.

However, there are still more and more imperial soldiers pouring out from the branch corridor connecting the main road.

Death is not the end for them.

Fighting to the last moment for the Holy Emperor is an unimaginable honor in their lives.

The brilliance of various weapons appeared on the battlefield.

The walls left one after another melting, cracking into subatomic, and even mottled old holes.

There are some weird time beams that speed up the time flow of hit objects.

In just a few seconds, those things that were hit seemed to have been devastated by thousands of years.

Become rusty and old.

After being hit by the Flash from other parallel universes, he suddenly became extremely old.

Originally young and strong, he instantly became an old man panting heavily, with gray hair and cloudy eyes.

His super speed power has been suppressed a lot in the imperial warship, but with his extreme speed, he still has a speed that is difficult to catch with the naked eye.

It is impossible for the empire to turn on and place devices that can harm its own people on battleships at any time.

That gave him a little chance to make a difference.

At the beginning, the Flash relied on the speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, and used the sword of killing gods given by the black-born Wonder Woman No. 043 to slaughter those imperial soldiers on the imperial battleships.

In parallel universe No. 043, Africa is the most advanced and developed region.

The heroes there are basically mainly black.

The Batman in Parallel Universe No. 043 is a black entrepreneur who looks like coal.

The history of that parallel world and the history of other parallel universes are reversed.

African tribes are living well and actively exploring outwards, learning and mastering gunpowder from the East.

The existence of gunpowder weakened the gap between ordinary people and those warriors who specialized in fighting, weakened the authority of the great chief, and also broke the situation where priests had the right to speak.

The selection of chiefs no longer focuses on a single force, but on multiple capabilities.

Under the influence of such factors, Africa took the lead in entering the magnificent era of Enlightenment.

The tribes continued to merge, and the democracy of the parallel universe No. 043 was born.

People elect small chiefs for small tribes, and then choose a big chief from among the small chiefs to rule the big tribe.

The respected elders will rule on various matters according to the rules of the tribe, and even the great chief must be bound by the rules of the tribe.

In the struggle to bring down the Warchief, all kinds of free thoughts sprouted.

The major tribes have entered the age of industrialization one after another and embarked on a great voyage.

They fought around and started the journey to colonize the world and plunder markets and resources.

At that time, Europe did not suffer from the ravages of the Black Death, and was in the dark period of the Roman Empire's civilization fault.

Theocracy and secular politics are highly integrated, reaching an unprecedented peak.

The Holy See called this era the Age of Divine Enlightenment.

It means the glorious and prosperous world opened by God.

When civilized and advanced blacks entered Europe, they were shocked by the local poverty and backwardness.

Europeans have no concept of hygiene at all, just like primitive savages, excreting excrement and urine in their own streets and houses.

The stench hangs over the whole city.

Those serfs were skinny and horrible, like walking dead.

Lords and nobles, clergy have absolute authority.

They wantonly enslaved those peasants, ignored their human rights, and sent them to the gallows if they were not careful.

These horrific acts are simply unthinkable in the eyes of those black people, because Africa has taken the concept of human rights very seriously.

It is said that a great chief wanted to build a new palace, but that palace was chosen next to the house of a poor man.

The house was still dilapidated and leaking everywhere.

But the man still protested, thinking that the built palace blocked the sunlight and was not conducive to his life, so he sued the chief to the elders.

In the end, the warchief relented, reparating the man and apologizing to him.

Such a thing was impossible in Europe in the Dark Ages.

"We have to bring civilization to this dark world." Said a great chief who led troops to capture the Spanish king.

In Britain, they were photographed sitting on the throne of the disgraced King of England.

They took Moscow, became masters of Paris, and masters of Berlin.

With the advent of great voyages, the blacks expanded in the archipelago, South America, North America and other places, and enslaved the local aborigines.

After the local people were wiped out by the plague, they captured a large number of white slaves to dig mines and open up plantations.

This is the notorious white slave trade in parallel universe 043.

At that time, the productivity of European society was low, and limited knowledge was controlled by the clergy and the royal family. Those small nobles and small lords who were illiterate all caught a lot of them.

In such a situation, if they want to obtain a decent life, they can only obtain it through selling slaves.

When the blacks planned to abandon the white slave trade, a nobleman explained: "It is absolutely impossible for us to abandon the slave trade. My people do not understand other trades. The slave trade is the means by which we obtain glory and wealth."

The white slave trade has improved the productivity of many large black tribes, accelerated the primitive accumulation of capitalism in Africa, and promoted the economic prosperity of Africa.

After defeating the ancient Eastern Empire, many large African tribes gained the right to speak in the world.

Black people are regarded as the most noble race.

In that world, people regard black, thick lips, and round faces as beautiful.

Europeans with exuberant body hair, overly three-dimensional facial features, and pale complexions are regarded as ugly, barbarians who have not yet completed evolution, and are discriminated against.

It was once called the White Dog.

Because of all kinds of discrimination, white people have erupted many white life expensive movements, trying to fight for equal rights for themselves.

Many heroes in the parallel universe No. 043 are also basically black.

Even Wonder Woman's origin is different from other alternate universes.

She is the daughter of Mawu-li, the father of the gods, and the queen of the Amazons.

Not only the No. 043 parallel universe, in fact, many parallel universes basically have their own differences.

In many cases, those superheroes only have the same name and the same ability.

Flash 043 hit the wall with a bang after being shot by the time-accelerating beam.

He was so old that he couldn't see clearly ahead, his eyes were cloudy, and his whole brain was not functioning well.

When you keep running at high speed, you can't keep your mind sharp like you did when you were young.

He vividly explained the two laws proposed by Newton.

Force equals mass times velocity.

Force and reaction are equal in magnitude and opposite in direction.

With a loud bang, the high-speed old Flash stuck himself on the bulkhead, and even dented the solid bulkhead.

Bright red blood flowed from the mass with the rusty lightning mark stuck to the wall.

The Godslayer Sword that Wonder Woman had obtained from Ma Wu-li, the father of the gods, and gave him to use also fell to the ground with a clang.

The long passage of time has made the sword rusty and mottled.

It shattered into pieces when it hit the ground.

Another member of the Speed ​​Force family followed, along with The Flash being killed.

The lethality of the time beam for superheroes is terrifying.

It can make them grow old in a very short period of time, and finally be killed by the empire's concentrated fire.

One after another, heroes died tragically at the hands of the imperial defenders, which made Superman No. 043 even more angry. The veins on his dark face were clearly visible, ferocious and terrifying.

The eyes of No. 045 Sandman also showed hatred and anger.

They led a raiding party of many heroes to slam into the shield walls and firepower of the Imperial soldiers.

Furious killing intent enveloped these superheroes fighting for freedom and justice.

At this time, all they desire is killing and revenge.

Relying on the cover, the imperial soldiers fought back.

The two sides have become a battlefield for killing.

The weapons of the Empire are deadly.

Even if it is a concept level existence, there is no way to resist those attacks.

The superheroes also had to carefully dodge the Imperial soldiers and fight back using their abilities and fetishes they carried.

For this raid, these superheroes not only brought the mother box, but also brought the Atomic Axe, the Spear of Destiny, the Mobius Chair and other fetishes with extraordinary power.

Any fetish is extremely powerful, allowing the wearer to have the power to destroy the world and make all things surrender.

Also from the parallel universe No. 043, reached a settlement with Superman No. 043, and General Zod No. 043, who is also a survivor of Krypton, also participated in this battle.

The surviving Kryptonian warriors all revolve around the hero-like figure, following him to rush to the imperial front and fight to protect their universe.

General Zod No. 043 rushed to the front, and in front of him was a hatch shining with force field brilliance.

A Kryptonian with red laser beams from his eyes tried to break through the hatch.

I saw that the weird brilliance was stirred up and rippled, but there was no damage at all.

Realized that his own strength could not break the hatch.

The Kryptonian soldier had to give up and put away the laser light released from his eyes. Unexpectedly, the laser light was reflected directly in the next second, piercing his body directly.

The Kryptonian's body, steaming, collapsed.

Several other Kryptonian fighters also tried it, and found that the hatch was able to fire back their attacks 100 percent of the time.

Fortunately, they had an extra heart, so they didn't repeat the mistakes of that companion just now.

In the hands of General Zod No. 043, a spear shining with milky white light appeared.

This spear was forged by Heavenly Father, the ruler of the Genesis Star, using fragments of the Wall of Origin and the strongest N metal in the universe. Blessed by the surviving gods who were hunted down by the empire in the fourth dimension, they have incredible power and can penetrate time and space.

He stabbed fiercely at the hatch that was as thick as a wall with a spear in his hand.

The power of the gods hidden in the spear formed a strong confrontation with the force field of the hatch.

Dazzling light burst out, blinding the mighty Kryptonian warrior.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of them, and they couldn't see anything.

After the light disappeared, the hatch had already collapsed, turning into a pile of steaming slag.

Many Kryptonian fighters swarmed in.

Although the imperial soldiers were ready to fight, they still launched an attack.

The first Imperial soldier is impaled by the spear in his hand.

The protective cover shattered in front of the sharp spear.

The exoskeleton armor exploded with electric sparks and a stench of overloaded circuits.

The automatic artillery fixed on the corridor sensed the enemy's invasion, and the muzzle gathered a bright light like the sun, continuously bombarding the superheroes trying to rush in.

At the sacrifice of three superheroes, a bow-wielding superhero blasts the autocannon with a reforged magic bow.

The automatic cannon exploded, and the terrifying shock wave also sent all the surrounding imperial soldiers flying.

The surviving heroes rushed forward and felled those imperial soldiers who dared to stand up to resist them.

In the end, the imperial soldiers could only retreat with the wounded.

On the long corridor, the two sides kept repeating such scenes.

The superheroes led by Sandman paid heavy sacrifices and defeated the defenders along the way.

Those imperial soldiers who failed to escape were brutally killed by superheroes.

The long war and the sacrifice of their companions made it impossible for them to pretend that they were kind.

Possessing great power, should have enjoyed the cheers of the people.

But because of the arrival of the empire, he became a street rat.

The strength of the empire far exceeds the previous enemies, making these superheroes feel the despair brought about by the killing on the battlefield.

They're not as capable of turning things around as they used to be.

Individuals are small and powerless in war.

Such insignificance is precisely what heroes cannot accept.

"These things are disgusting." Superman 043 beats a human attached to a spider-shaped autocannon with four mechanical prosthetic limbs to a pulp.

His tone was full of distaste for imperial technology.

Those invaders fused life and machinery together, which is a violation of human rights.

The fixed human beings on the war machine are all those who dare to resist the empire.

After the empire captures those who dare to resist them, they will format their brains, program them like computer programming, and make them the computing core of war machines.

The reason why Superman 043 hates the Empire so much is because the Empire made his Louis and his parents into war machine slaves.

The reason is that they cover themselves for illegal actions against the Empire.

When Superman 043 saw the war machine made by his family appear on the battlefield, his heart collapsed.

The formerly beautiful Louise was nailed to the machine like a suffering Jesus.

She screamed as the war machine advanced.

He never thought that the means of the empire were so cruel.

Use those who feel guilty as organic contemplators.

Such an act is definitely a terrorist act comparable to ***.

He will never forgive those damn intruders.

He will spend his entire life and time resisting the invasion of the empire.

With the death of humans, the spider machine also fell tremblingly, and the cannons installed on both sides exploded due to the accumulated energy.

Such killings cannot alleviate Superman 043's inner desire for revenge.

Only the complete killing of the emperor who launched the war of aggression can be regarded as the end of revenge.

Superman No. 043 is so determined for revenge.

Never give up on anything.

However, the changes in the fate of the heavens and the universe are unpredictable and full of irony.

Even those who claim to be all-knowing and omnipotent cannot observe every direction of fate.

The fate of Superman 043 is decided at the end of the next hallway.

A grenade exploded beside him.

A space-time force field mixed with black lightning covered a range of tens of meters, including Superman.

Superman 043 screamed.

The dark and shiny steel body was shattered into pieces, and the terrifying brilliance shattered his body from the subatomic level.

His hatred, his desire, all turned into ashes with him.

No one will care how much hatred and unwillingness he has carried.

Even his companions didn't care, at most they gave a few sad eyes, and then continued to fight resolutely.

Wait until the entire resistance organization is destroyed.

No one cares how much hatred a superman from the parallel universe No. 043 has and what kind of past he has.

No one cares about the dead.

The heavens and the universe are like this.

Cold and unforgiving.

The superheroes take down the imperial soldiers who stop them and advance amidst the explosions.

They are united and moving towards the goal.

Manhattan from the parallel universe #066 is always on target, making sure they don't miss out.

The reason why he was able to capture the opponent's target was because he had fused the Mobius chair of the parallel universe to which he belonged.

It was a chair of great power.

Owned by Myront of the New God Clan.

Milonte is a new god with a mysterious origin, neither belongs to the Genesis Star nor to the Apocalypse Star.

He desires only the search for knowledge.

The Mobius chair allows the person sitting on it to know everything that happened in the past.

Allows the owner to have profound knowledge.

Manhattan 066 killed the Myront of his universe, took the Mobius Chair, and strengthened his control over the past and knowledge.

The Mobius chair can spy on some unimportant imperial information.

It's a pity that there is no way to get more important information.

The technology of the empire is terrifying.

They seem to have some means of preventing others from observing their fate lines.

Whether it is the boss of the Endless Family - Destiny, Manhattan who can travel through the universe at will, or the gods in charge of fate and time, when they use their special abilities to observe or make predictions about the Empire, there is no way to see the Empire , as if the empire did not exist for them.

The empire has burned all threads of destiny leading to itself.

Unable to predict the fate of the empire, many superheroes and gods can only retreat and target those empire commanders.

However, it is very difficult for commanders with higher ranks to observe their future.

Among the many heroes present, only No. 066 Manhattan can see the existence of the enemy's supreme commander.

Relying on the power of its own connection and the power of the Mobius chair, it locked the imperial commander who is closely related to the fate of many heroes.

After paying heavy sacrifices, they came to a hall.

The hall is extremely grand, with a marble staircase flying straight down from the golden gate at the bow, with exquisite waterfalls carved on it.

Banners depicting different emblems are hung on the walls.

There are many small skylights inlaid on the roof, and the bright stars in the void can be seen.

Various frescoes are depicted on the ceiling.

Humans fight against all kinds of aliens and win by stepping on each other's corpses.

So savage that honors killing.

Proper *** behavior.

In the center of the hall is a holographic pit with a height of thirty meters and a smooth metal edge.

Blue light filled the space inside, and the tactical projection in the pit rippled.

A large number of screens and data windows are suspended beside, and a large amount of data is throbbing.

066 Manhattan looked away from above, feeling a slight pain in his head.

Those data are not that simple, the empire fully controls time and space, and analyzes multiple dimensions.

Untrained and enhanced three-dimensional organisms cannot receive that kind of multi-dimensional information with infinite details.

"Don't look at it," Manhattan 066 whispered. "That information is harmful to us."

Dr. Fate's eyes were bleeding.

That information alone hurt him.

On the contrary, those illiterate heroes who don't understand multidimensionality seem to have no problem.

Their ignorance of the truth is an advantage.

The machines installed around the hall roared.

The weird head soaked in the yellow liquid showed a painful expression while processing the data.

The hall was empty.

Only an old man sat on a throne made of silver-white metal.

The throne floated in the air, allowing it to look down on the huge holographic projection, like a god overlooking his kingdom.

"I'm very glad to see you all." Hawke watched these heroes pouring in, and said with a slightly tired and ironic tone: "You have won again and captured your target."

"In this case, then order your subordinates to immediately lay down their weapons and surrender to us unconditionally." A superhero stood up and said, "You will accept justice."

Hawke, who was sitting on the throne, showed a mocking expression.

"Surrender to you? If you win this battle, will you win the entire war?"

Many superheroes spoke one after another.

"Naturally surrender to us. The invasion war launched by the evil empire is doomed to fail. Are you still obsessed with it?"

"Surrender, or we'll kill you."

"Pull his soul out, send him to hell, and make him suffer."

"Haven't you recognized the form yet?" Sandman, the leader of the resistance organization, stood up and said.

Hawk stretched out his old hand and clicked in the air.

A huge screen appeared in front of many superheroes.

The war of the Genesis Star is playing on it.

Countless imperial troops have broken through the protection created by Heavenly Father, Darkmond and Endless Family, and landed on the surface of Genesis Star.

Those giant steel beasts that were as huge as mountains released beams of light capable of destroying everything towards the ground, turning the city into coke and ruins.

The fighter turned into a titan landed on the edge of the city wall, ignoring the attack released by the defenders, and smashed the wall off with a huge powered iron fist.

The powerful disintegration force field that is enough to crush a starship made a crackling sound, mixed with various sounds on the battlefield, and it became extremely ear-piercing. Yes

Countless knight mechs can activate the spears in the mechanical palms to attack the enemy.

Countless imperial soldiers held their flags high and marched amidst deafening artillery fire.

Destruction came upon Genesis.

Many heroes watched in horror as the overwhelming artillery fire fell on the giant city that had turned into a fortress, blowing away the boulders that contained mysterious power.

Those superheroes who stayed on the Genesis Star died in wailing and screaming, and were crushed by the collapsing rubble, turning into unrecognizable flesh.

"No, let them stop." A lanternman from the parallel universe No. 056 roared and flew over, but was cut into pieces by the flashing light beam in the next second, and fell to the ground with a splash of bright red blood. It flowed out from the debris and stained a large area of ​​the floor red in a short while.

"Hold him," the Sandman yelled, "make him stop."

Hawk looked at the painful and desperate expressions of these enemies of the empire, and shook his head involuntarily.

They are as naive as children in the field of war.

But this is also in line with the purpose of the creators behind the scenes.

Sentimental and passionate.

The thoughts of these superheroes are as colorful as lamps coated with color film.

The nourishment they provide is far richer and more delicious than ordinary people.

It makes sense to execute these humans who are unwilling to obey the Empire and trust the Holy Emperor, at least to prevent these fools from continuing to grow those unspeakable things.

Prevent these guys from becoming obstacles and cancerous tumors to the detachment of human society.

After paying the sacrifices of several heroes, the Sandman walked up to Hawke and lifted the old man up.

"Stop, or I'll torture and kill you with endless nightmares."

Hawke smiled.

"The reality I have witnessed is a thousand times, ten thousand times more terrifying than the nightmares you can imagine."

"You murderer." Sandman growled angrily, "Killing so many innocent people, how can you still laugh."

"We have tried hard to tell you the truth, and hope that you will find your way back. It is you who chose to resist. It is you who first put human beings in danger, but now you pretend to be so innocent."

"What you have brought is dictatorship and tyranny, a brutal invasion and killing."

"We have brought technology and development, so that unemployed people can get jobs to support themselves, so that they are no longer confused and miserable. Our laws bind every group, draw the boundaries of the strong, and the freedom of the weak."

"The freedom and justice you talk about are meaningless. You regard human society as your own playground, and use your abilities to enjoy the happiness of players unscrupulously."

"You proclaim justice, but there is no law to restrict you superpowers. Those who died tragically because of your struggle have no compensation and no condolences. You claim to be free, so you sit back and watch women sell themselves for money, and let men sell themselves for money. Money is a slave. And you can safely assume it was their choice."

"I've searched through the history books of humanity and can't find a single law or proposal that you've pushed to protect those who are weak."

Hawk's tone was calm. He was born at the bottom, so he naturally knew what the bottom needed.

"What you care about is never the justice of ordinary people, but the justice of whether you can continue to be gods and heroes above all living beings."

"Those ordinary people just because of their words and behaviors that you don't understand, you ignore everything and use your own ability to punish them, calling it a just sanction. You act recklessly, intending to transcend ordinary people How is it different from those dictatorial tyrants who use their power to do whatever they want?"

The empire has a complete speculative system.

Throughout the ages, even among the many universes, the establishment of an empire is definitely the most legal.

When human beings were fragmented and tortured by the aliens and the age of the long night, the emperor wiped out many aliens such as the green skins, randan, and krafu, and finally established the human empire.

There is nothing better than the emperor to win the country.

How could Hawke, who is the legendary commander of the empire, lose the debate.

He was born as a worker, and started as a soldier at the bottom, and gradually became an imperial marshal who could be trusted and relied on by the Holy Emperor.

If the eloquence is not good enough, I'm afraid they won't be able to climb to where they are today.

"I'm going to kill you." The Sandman snarled and shook the opponent: "Tell them to stop."

Hawke is mocking and weary throughout.

"All the enemies of the empire on Genesis Planet have been declared excommunication and rebellion. Even if they survive, they will be made into machine slaves to serve the empire forever. As for you, you will stay here."

"Do you know why I didn't leave? You can run very well. If you don't catch all of you, I'm afraid you can continue to run."

Hawke's words were weak, but it made the Sandman look terrified.

I saw that the hatch they destroyed became intact again at some point.

"Take him away, I don't believe those guys dare to ignore his life and death." As expected of the leader of many parallel universe rebels, Sandman made a decision immediately.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The mother box that erupted with light did not open the sonic boom channel.

Like an online game without an internet connection, it can't serve them.

Zod from the parallel universe No. 043 was the first to be defeated.

In an unbearably strange explosion, his face was pierced by some kind of energy weapon.

This Kryptonian general who once dreamed of ruling the universe, but was influenced by Superman No. 043's love and became the guardian fell like that.

He didn't even see the person who killed him clearly.

Followed by the second, and the third.

Something invisible is slaughtering enemies who enter the strategy hall.

The Sandman grabbed Hawke and injected his deadly nightmare power into the opponent's soul. If something happened to him, the opponent would die immediately.

He relied on his special ability to try to search for those targets of influence, but showed a look of despair.

Nothing at all.

The opponent is not only physically invisible, but also mentally and spiritually invisible.

In other words, the enemy does not exist at all.

However, the heroes who were slaughtered were a sure sign that someone was slaughtering them.

Physics and the occult are all gone! !

"It's a quantum state." No. 066 Manhattan, with pure white eyes and a hydrogen atom symbol engraved on his forehead, shouted: "They are only in a state of existence that can be observed by us at the moment they attack us."

Manhattan, who gained the ability due to the quantum conversion experiment, immediately realized the strangeness of the enemy.

How could such means exist! !

It is impossible for the Creator to achieve such a level! !

However, that didn't wait for him to figure out how the Empire managed to put warriors in a quantum state and attack them.

A dagger emitting blue light pierced through his head from the front, and the tip of the dagger just pierced through the hydrogen atom symbol carved on his forehead.

The opponent is like stabbing a target, piercing from the center of the symbol exactly.

Manhattan in the parallel universe No. 066 died just like that.

His power enough to change the past and the future has not yet been shown, and he was slaughtered like a wild dog.

"Tell them to stop." The Sandman howled in despair, "Hurry up."

"This trap is specially set up for you." Hawke said: "When I realized that the strategic plan had made a mistake, I used the trick just to get rid of you completely. In that way, the empire will get an equivalent amount of money." A stable territory of the galaxy can lay the foundation of an empire."

The parallel universe is separated by the wall of origin, seemingly boundless, but in fact it is very small.

The desperate Sandman choked Hawke's throat desperately, trying to get the other party to order him to stop.

However, the other party kept laughing.

Let him collapse more and more, and the strength in his hands will increase.

It wasn't until the crisp bone cracking sound came that Sandman realized belatedly that he had crushed the opponent's throat bone alive.

Those unseen, unobserved warriors killed the last Sandman superhero and released the quantum state.

Only then did the Sandman see their appearance clearly.

All dressed in silver armor and smooth silver helmets, no faces visible.

The body is slender and slender, holding a dagger in his hand.

The Sandman could feel the coldness coming from under the armor.

Like steel cast under strong pressure, without a trace of emotion.

The soldiers approached slowly.

The Sandman staggered back step by step, and finally tripped over the dead man's body.

He killed a legendary commander of the Empire.

Such behavior is unforgivable and inexcusable.

Even Hawke wanted to exchange his broken body for a perfect victory for the empire from the very beginning.

The Sandman wanted to say something.

But he hasn't spoken yet.

A warrior stabbed a dagger covered in arcane runes into his body.

Sandman's eyes blurred, and finally fell into darkness.

"Seal the commander-in-chief's body and bring him back to Terra." A soldier whispered, "He will be buried in the sacred cemetery until the day he is awakened."

"What about this guy?" Another fighter kicked the unconscious Sandman.

"Send it to the sage's laboratory. The research on the endless family is still going on. The sages need more samples."

The creation star of No. 02 main universe-077 parallel universe.

The flames of war covered the entire city.

A horrific fallout of radiation deadly enough for mortals to float in the air.

The rumbling artillery fire scorched the entire ruins.

Those artillery fires are so terrifying that they can erase the past and future of a thing.

Delete the data completely.

Even the reflection in the highest sky will be completely erased.

Does not leave a trace.

Constantine, who was wearing a full set of protective clothing, led the team formed by Constantine to advance among the ruins.

Constantine is different in each parallel universe.

Some who resisted the Empire have been killed.

Also somewhat unknown, failed to become an excellent Constantine.

Those Constantines who did not rebel against the empire and were outstanding, successfully entered the Constantine squad.

Constantine, who had been to the empire, called himself Constantine.

Constantine, who followed him, was divided according to their size, personality, appearance, and parallel universes of origin.

Now this team has the old Constantine, the little Constantine, the fat Constantine, the thin Constantine, the irritable Constantine, the silent Constantine, the scarred Constantine, the violent Constantine Dante.

The task of Constantine's team is to capture those guys from the Endless family.

The Sandman entered the Imperial battleship.

Don't think about it any more.

A self-inflicted idiot.

These guys are concepts personified.

The empire tried to dig out some useful things from them and strengthen the research on the field of rules.

The sages declared that if they could draw inspiration from these conceptual avatars, the Empire would have the technology to create reality gods.

They will also become the most important right-hand man of the Holy Emperor.

Constantine knew nothing about the competition among the sages, he only knew that hunting the endless family was a very troublesome job.

If the promises of those guys were not touching enough, Constantine would rather go to the frontline troops.

Most of the psykers and Librarians have followed Titus in the fight against the Legion of the Monitor.

Constantine, a local mage, became one of the few beings who could arrest the endless family.

"This distance is almost the same." Constantin said: "Characterize the magic circle, summon those guys, and then lock them up."

Members of the Endless family wield unimaginable power.

It is difficult to destroy and harm them by physical means.

However, they are not invincible.

Mages can imprison them with runes and spells.

Sandman from multiple parallel universes has been summoned by mages and imprisoned.

"Summon death first, that chick has a great figure." Old Constantine fiddled with his snow-white hair, showing an excited smile.

"Be serious, we are doing business." Constantine said: "That guy is the strongest, stay to the end."

"I heard that he escaped to the parallel universe No. 045 and died, and he lived like this for tens of thousands of years." Old Constantine took out a photo.

In the photo is a childish looking, pure and lovely girl with long smooth hair, wearing a black Gothic dress, and a slender waist.

The turbulent chest makes people worry about whether such a thin waist can support such a majesty, and the bare white and flawless feet look so cute that people can't take their eyes off.

Members of the endless family are the embodiment of concepts.

But they are not immortal.

If they were targeted by powerful beings and killed with their hands, they would die too.

The domain they belong to will once again give birth to an endless family member with all the memories of the former.

"Vulgar." Constantine said with a look of disdain: "Am I the kind of person who is easily swayed? You are an insult to my noble personality. Let's call for death first. The more difficult it is, the more we have to meet it." Difficult to overcome."

Andromeda Nebula.

Planet Velo.

This is also Wesker's hometown.

With the Empire onslaught, Wesker, who joined the army, came back again.

The difference is that he set off as a defender of the alliance, but returned as an auxiliary army of the empire.

As soon as it landed, a group of local company executives greeted them obsequiously.

There are humans and dwarves among the executives.

All of them were smiling, and seemed very happy for the arrival of these imperial auxiliary troops.

The official organizations of many planets in the alliance are taken care of by large enterprises or executives of large companies.

Of course, there are also some purely official people, but their influence is generally not as great as that of senior executives.

"Congratulations to all of you who have worked so hard to go home. We hope that you are looking forward to the stars and the moon, and that's why we brought you back."

"When you come, life will be easier. Down with those damn alliance lackeys, down with big companies, the oppression of big companies, freedom belongs to the people."

Executives use flattery to try to make a good impression and avoid being purged.

But at this moment, a discordant voice came.

"You are traitors. You have betrayed your homeland and become the lackeys of the invaders. You are shameless." A student who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old pointed at Wesker and insulted: "You will always be cast aside and nailed to history on the pillar of shame.”

"traitor."

"traitor."

"traitor."

The companion next to the student also shouted.

The faces of the smiling executives turned pale, wishing they could just draw their guns and kill these guys.

PS: All viewpoints in this book are considered from the standpoints of characters from different camps and different environments.