Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Under the man's frenzied cry.

Countless believers prostrated themselves on the ground, praying for the blessing of the four-armed god emperor.

The believers looked wildly, full of firm belief.

Seeing the performance of the believers, the man stroked his smooth scalp and smiled happily.

Over time.

Even he has been keenly aware that the day of ascension is approaching.

The great matrix will come soon.

The time of return has come.

The patriarch has issued an order, they must speed up, control the planet Vitria, and prepare for the ascension.

"Propagate our thoughts and ideas, we will overthrow the nobles and chaebols who oppress us, and build an equal, harmonious and beautiful world."

"A world where everyone is equal, where you only need to work eight hours a day, and you won't be oppressed by those damn nobles and plutocrats. In this world, we will be the masters of our own, and control our own lives."

The man raised his hands and shouted, his tone was enthusiastic, impassioned, and inspiring.

It is so contagious that people can't help shouting along with him.

"Down with oppression."

"Down with oppression."

"Down with oppression."

The believers shouted after the man, more fanatical and passionate, ready to throw themselves into a grand uprising and fight to overthrow oppression.

"Very good, now proceed to the last step. This is the holy water taken from the God Emperor's Church. After drinking it, we will feel the power of the God Emperor, and it will strengthen our faith."

The man clapped his hands, and several smooth-skinned believers walked out of the darkness.

They walked out holding a huge statue of the Emperor with four arms.

There is another person holding the so-called holy water in the back.

Every believer needs to take holy water.

The fanatical belief made believers drink it without hesitation.

The man showed a smile on his face, watching many human believers drink up the so-called holy water in one gulp.

It wasn't holy water at all, but a nutrient solution mixed with the twisted gene seeds of the great patriarch, the gene stealer.

Once ingested, these gene-seeds can alter the host's physical and mental state within hours.

The host will forget about the infection process and automatically submit to the will of the Great Patriarch.

Its twisted genes will be mixed in the human body.

Once the host and its partner reproduce, the next generation will also be gene stealers.

At this moment, a believer among the crowd quietly exited the meeting place.

From the door on the side, I found another secret path and sneaked into the sect.

In fact, he is not a believer in this so-called liberal sect, but a detective named Shure.

Schur is tasked by a woman to investigate the disappearance of her daughter.

For this, the other party promised a generous reward.

The reason the other party came to him was that Shure was a little better than his more crappy counterparts.

Although they are all bastard detectives, Shure is the best detective in the entire nest.

Schur wanted to decline the commission.

In the hive world of Vitria, missing means death, and there is no possibility of finding it back.

The hive capital gangsters or various forces will never spit out the meat in their mouths.

The plutocrats control all of Vittoria's wealth.

But unwilling to fulfill some obligations.

All policies are designed to maximize the wealth and labor of civilians.

Civilians give everything for a job.

Time, energy, and everything that is left needs to be handed over to the chaebol.

Only then can they make ends meet.

Once the labor force is lost, they are immediately abandoned by the factory.

In order to better oppress the civilians, the plutocrats have eliminated all possible means of survival for the civilians.

According to the law, the resources of the entire planet belong to them.

Civilians are not allowed to mine anything without permission, nor are they allowed to grow anything.

Establish all kinds of harsh laws, formulate all kinds of so-called standards, publicize the loyalty to the emperor, and attack those means of production that are not controlled by them in the name of the emperor.

Traders who do not have their permission are not allowed to enter the planet to provide jobs and supplies to the locals.

Force people to buy food and water only from them.

Even the house is the same.

Many chaebols have developed a perfect harvest chain.

These actions are to ensure that every penny they give to workers will return to their pockets.

The various behaviors of the chaebols have led to high unemployment rates throughout the world, gangsters are rampant, and various black industries have been banned repeatedly.

Except for the upper floors of the Hive Capital, everything else was in chaos.

Human trafficking, black market organs, and illegal drugs are all prevalent among gangsters as a means of survival.

It is self-evident what a terrible fate a girl will suffer when she disappears.

The gangsters are also not going to give up any cash cows that can make money for them.

However, that woman gave too much.

If only she could help her get her daughter back.

Schur didn't have to worry about life for the rest of his life.

You can even find a better imperial world to spend the rest of your life.

During this time, Shure heard a lot about the things among the stars.

A merchant passing through Vitria said that the Thirteen Primarchs of Ultramar had been revived and launched an Indomitable Expedition to clean up the alien and chaotic forces in the empire.

To be honest, that kind of thing is too far away from Shure.

A leader who is waging war among the stars and a poor detective living in a hive city have nothing to do with each other.

The farthest place Shure has been to is another planet in the Vitria galaxy, and he went there as a crew member when he was young.

The stars are too far away for him.

It's not something someone like him can hope for.

Those magnificent wars that stretched for several light years were even more out of reach for him.

However, from the mouths of those rogue traders, Shure knew that Ultramar was the star field with the best development in the empire.

People there advocate technology and live a prosperous life.

The gap between rich and poor is not as terrifying as that of Vittoria.

After completing this task and getting a sum of money, you may be able to go to Ultramar.

After all, with the protection of a Primarch, it is safer than other imperial worlds.

Thinking of his future arrangements, Shure showed a hint of joy.

The future is promising.

Get out of this bastard world as soon as possible.

A good life is beckoning to yourself.

After these days of investigation, Schur finally confirmed that the woman's daughter was missing at the hands of this so-called liberal sect.

The state religion is the orthodox religion of the empire.

It is also the only officially designated religion.

Once the priests discover any heretical sect, they will mobilize troops without hesitation to wipe it out completely.

Blast the statues of the heretic gods to pieces, and hang all the heretics to the stake.

Even such cruel and severe measures are still unable to prevent the rise of those heretical religions.

There are still many sects spawned in the hive capital.

They hide in the dark corners of Chaohu Lake or in the sewers.

Stealthily develops.

Schur knew about these guys, but he never reported them.

I went to report it today, and my body was thrown into the sewer the next day.

This world is so cruel.

The laws in the hive capital are just decorations, and gangsters and plutocrats are trampling on them recklessly.

The imperial civilians loyal to the emperor are just their playthings.

This is sad, but it is an out-and-out fact.

The aisle lights are not bright, which may be the reason for the unstable voltage, and the lights installed on the ceiling are flickering.

The air circulation system also seemed to be broken.

The air is full of dust, and after a few breaths, I feel that my throat is full of dust.

This environment makes Shure feel a little bad.

But for his own reward, he endured it.

As long as he completes this mission, he will be able to leave this disgusting world.

"The task will be completed soon, and the great day of ascension is coming."

"Dedicate everything we have to the great mother, and become one."

The sound of conversation and footsteps came at the same time.

Shure was so frightened that his legs almost limp, and he hid in the dark pipe beside him.

He is not a god of war who hits ten.

The only weapon in his hand is an old model laser gun.

If he could sneak in, he really didn't want to do it.

After all, the energy battery is also an expense.

In hives, weapons are not difficult to obtain.

If you have the money, those gangsters can get you a melta, or an ion weapon.

Sadly, Shure has no money.

At least no money for melta and ion weapons.

Those are good guys.

One shot, let alone people, even if it is iron, it has to be iron juice, and the lethality is leveraged.

But the price is also very expensive, not something that ordinary people can buy.

None of the hive gangsters probably had one.

If there is, it is also the existence of the bottom of the box.

Normal people use laser guns, and the poorer ones use the old-fashioned gunpowder guns.

Shure thought he didn't need any powerful weapons before he set off.

His mission is to find the woman's daughter, and it would be best if he could be rescued.

If not, just tell the woman where she is.

The other party will solve the rest, and the reward will also be given to him.

This is agreed in advance.

And Shure will not tell the other party the news when he has not received the follow-up remuneration.

Schur hid in the darkness, and the two believers who walked past did not realize that someone had sneaked in.

They walked past Shure ignorantly, talking about the so-called ascension and oneness.

Shure hid in the dark, not daring to make a sound.

After the other party walked away, he breathed a sigh of relief, crawled out from the gap in the dark pipe, and continued to move forward.

He's pretty good at sneaking into things like this.

Sometimes, when the income of the detective agency cannot cover his own expenses, he also needs to make some extra money.

The stronghold of those gangsters has become a place he frequents.

His camouflage and stealth skills are a little weak, I'm afraid he has already been dumped on the street by gangsters.

Bang bang!

A voice came from a dark corner, Shure picked up the laser pistol and pointed it in that direction.

He didn't want to kill, but if he was exposed, he would have to kill him.

These fanatical sects are the worst, and he doesn't want to be skinned and sent to the gallows.

But there was no one in the corner.

Shure felt a pair of malicious eyes flash past in the darkness.

He wondered if his eyes were dazzled.

After confirming that he was not found, Shure continued to walk deep into the passage.

The external defense of this sect is very strict, and it took Shure several days to enter here disguised as a believer.

The guards inside were lax.

In order to sneak in, Schur also shaved his head, preparing for a disguise at a critical moment.

Unexpectedly, it went very well.

Along the way, apart from meeting a few believers, there was nothing.

After walking for three or four minutes, he came to the end of a corridor passage.

After observing for a while, after confirming that there were no guards, he walked in.

The room is huge, the ceiling is tens of meters above the head.

The place where Shure came in was a platform, about twenty meters above the ground.

A waist-high railing provided him with concealment.

Let him hide in the dark and spy.

Everything that caught his eyes made him feel horrified and terrified.

"My lord, what the hell is this!!"

The space below is huge, extending into the distance, like a manufacturing factory controlled by a technical order.

It's as big as those shipyards in the starry sky.

But there are no tall spaceships here.

There are only people here, hundreds of people.

They were running around in a hurry, operating ancient machines, weapons still in hand.

Laser weapons, particle weapons.

What's more, there is also a double cannon.

This sect has an army! !

Schur was disturbed by what he saw.

He took out the vision enhancer and searched for his mission target.

Soon, he found the client's daughter among those people.

The other party was not kidnapped, but had a big belly, with fanaticism and happiness on his face.

He stepped back step by step, and this mission ended here.

Shure won't take another chance.

This sect is obviously not pure fanaticism, they are organizing a rebellion.

However, in the next second, a more horrifying picture appeared for Schur.

A giant creature with a height of ten meters and a thick biological carapace came out of the darkness.

Sturdy, sharp biological arthropods are all around.

That huge beast made Shure, the first detective of the hive capital, too scared to move.

Just seeing that terrifying giant beast already made him tremble uncontrollably.

He never thought that such a terrible thing would be involved behind such a simple task.

The backside of the so-called liberal sect turned out to be so terrifying! !

Shure is not ignorant of the outside world.

From the mouths of those rogue traders, he knew that there was a terrible race raging in the galaxy.

They will unleash terrifying monsters that lurk in the human world, slowly corrupting its society, weakening its resistance, and finally devouring it completely.

Shure used the vision enhancer to see the humans around the scary monster.

Maybe those guys are no longer human.

Their backs are raised and their faces are longer and more oval.

Some even grow extra limbs topped with razor-sharp claws.

These guys are not human anymore.

It's a gene-stealer hybrid.

Shull had always believed that those battles that took place among the stars could not take place in Vitria.

This is the edge of the Charadon Sector, the edge of the Emperor's Astronomican.

It's small and nobody cares about it.

Good luck does not come to this world, nor does bad luck come to this world.

But now Shure knew he was wrong.

Vittoria is facing an unprecedented crisis.

"We must leave here immediately." A thought came to Shure's mind.

He must try his best to escape, otherwise he will die here.

It's okay to be a hero, in front of those terrifying giant beasts, a hero is undoubtedly a mocking word.

As for warning the chaebols and nobles, forget it.

Maybe there are monsters among them.

Going to the police is just asking for a dead end.

Shure turned his head and prepared to escape the same way.

But he found a pair of malicious eyes standing behind him at some point.

A barbed tail, hands with sharp claws, and a slightly rancid slime smell from its smooth body.

An oval head with a mouth at the front, which is full of sharp teeth.

"The emperor is here." Shu Er wanted to raise his gun to shoot, but was thrown to the ground by the opponent.

These gene seeds will distort his genetic spiral and thoughts.

Fortunately, the gun in Shure's hand did not drop.

He seized an opportunity, took the opportunity to shoot, and hit the opponent's body.

The monster let out a scream, and subconsciously let go of Shure's limbs.

Shure took the opportunity to break free, turned around and ran away.

The monster did not pursue, and watched the other party's escape with malicious eyes.

All belong to the great matrix.

The distorted gene has already been planted, and that human being will also become part of the mother, so there is no need to pursue it.

Vittoria Legislative Hall.

The hall is decorated with fine sculptures and portraits.

These sculptures and portraits are all planetary governors of past generations.

In the eyes of many congressmen, these governors are worthy of respect.

They established the system of Vitria, allowing the excellent genes of human beings to be preserved from generation to generation.

In this cruel galaxy, only the best can control everything.

This is the unchanging truth.

The two thinker arrays embedded in the wall are emitting a faint flickering light.

Accompanied by the hum of machinery.

A holographic projection appeared in front of every congressman, showing them the theme of the meeting.

"This is the most shameful betrayal of us."

A man in a fine attire watched a notification sent from the depths of the starry sky.

He cursed fiercely.

As if a devout follower of the Emperor saw shameful heresy.

The Legislative Chamber is huge, with hundreds of seats.

On these seats, there are councilors from various chaebols.

In terms of their family background and background, they are undoubtedly the best group of people.

Each is a descendant of a thousand-year-old family, and has received all kinds of education and life that ordinary people can't imagine.

Elegant and noble.

They are more like the masters of the planet than the commoners.

In fact, they are indeed the masters of this planet.

At this moment, they are discussing some upcoming things.

They are the highest representatives of power in this world.

The whole world runs under their will.

Sadly, soon they won't be.

Officials appointed by the Primarch are on their way, and peddlers loyal to the Primarch will replace their share of commerce and take over industrial assets on the planet.

That is, they will lose everything.

"The Primarch shouldn't wake up. He will only mess everything up and make the system that was working well become worse. The law of the world is the law of the jungle, but he wants to use his own power to change this established fact." , This is undoubtedly a huge mistake."

A young MP also stood up.

The tone was indignant, full of anger.

His family has accumulated thousands of years, why should he be equal to those ordinary people?

Is there still justice in this world?

Does this world still make sense? ?

The various decisions made by the Primarch are simply absurd.

Three-year-olds are a thousand times better than him.

Those people's parents didn't work hard, so they deserved to be the playthings of these outstanding people.

Why take away their power and wealth to accommodate those incompetent waste.

The reason why those people can only become workers, can only become homeless, isn't it because they are trash? ?

Why let excellent people accommodate the trash! !

How can there be such a reason in this world? ?

"The redemption of mankind is absolutely impossible to happen in his hands. His decisions are stupid and ignorant. I have never seen anyone succeed against the will of the people. The entire empire is against him, but he will go his own way."

Another elderly MP also spoke.

He has lived for more than three centuries.

Considered loyal to the Empire, loyal to the Emperor.

The Primarch's various decisions are the greatest betrayal of humanity, the Empire, and the Emperor.

From the mouth of the trader, you can hear the complaints of nobles from other worlds about the various decisions of the Primarch.

These complaints are public opinion.

Go against the will of the people and even a Primarch will fail.

"But what can we do? All the power is in his hands. Those armies are headed by him, and we can't do anything."

Someone sighed.

One sentence calmed the angry crowd down.

Yup!

There was nothing they could do but impotent rage.

What a sad thing.

"We must not compromise like this," said the young MP.

But no one echoed the words of the young congressman.

The merchants brought news of the cleansing of nobles who tried to disobey the Primarch.

The Primarch's methods are cruel and cold.

Any nobles who tried to resist were utterly destroyed and given the most horrific punishment.

You must know that many of those nobles are loyal.

He was so ruthless that he attacked the loyalists of the empire.

"Alas, he has the army of the empire in his hands, and our power is powerless to resist the wanton behavior of the antigen."

An elderly congressman shook his head, his tone sad and indignant.

Emperor, open your eyes and see.

Your sons are destroying your empire with foolish deeds.

When human beings encounter chaos, let alone the threat of aliens, and now even the Primarch is entrapping loyalists.

The empire is in danger.

The empire is in danger! !

Just when many congressmen were aggrieved.

With the help of two guides, an astropath with pure white eyes walked into the hall.

The astropath walked up to the planetary governor on the throne and said, "Something has happened, my lord."

Why is it vulgar to introduce the process of Tyranids corrupting humans?