Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind.

Chapter 108 The Mother Tree of Life
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Russell was a little surprised by the information that Gray Wind sent back.

Because according to the information he has, if you think about it according to the conventional thinking, you don’t need to think much at all. Most likely, the investigation team of the Tribunal really found some clues in the flare galaxy. Had to kill it.

But Russell knew that there were only 39 interstellar fighters who followed Miraak to capture the fallen angels, including himself, and there was a highly respected and veteran judge in the investigation team sent by the trial court: Blood Lion .

Judge is a high-risk profession. Basically, the longer the time in office, the stronger the power of the judge.

This kind of power is multifaceted, such as strong personal combat effectiveness, profound knowledge, lofty prestige, and deep connections...

The blood lion is a powerful judge who has served for more than 500 years and has the ability to bypass the Ministry of Military Affairs and directly mobilize a large number of naval fleets equipped with extermination weapons.In terms of connections and prestige, Bernatita couldn't even compare to his fingers, and the only thing she was stronger than the blood lion was her personal force.

Not to mention whether the less than 40 space fighters led by Mirak are capable of completely annihilating the investigation team led by the blood lion. among...

Didn't Milak think about the crazy revenge he would suffer in the future if he killed such a respected judge?
Although the Tribunal is in disarray internally, externally, the organization's vengeance and ability are desperately strong.No Inquisitor will allow the authority of the Inquisition to be compromised.

However, judging from the fact that the destroyer that Mirak drove away was intercepted, it may not be the Unforgiven of the Fire of Confession that wiped out the Inquisitor, but may be some other force, such as the Fallen Angel.

After thinking about it, Russell couldn't come up with a reason, so he chose to give up.

"The trial court has a strong sense of revenge, and it should be preparing to mobilize more forces to find out the truth now...but this is none of my business."

Russell shook his head, left the awakened anti-entropy and the principle of the time weapon circle in the outpost, turned and left.The power development of the Order of Truth is just on the right track, so how could he be interested in intervening in the internal affairs of the human empire?

"Grey Wind, we're going to visit the Stars of Lost Dreams later. In addition, you don't need to separate sub-processes to spend energy on routine maintenance of Quantum Shotgun and other equipment in the critical base."

"Huh?" Gray Wind wondered, "What's wrong?"

"I will hand over the control of these devices to anti-entropy, which means, you can relax and rest, Gray Wind."

Because there has been no one who can really trust completely, Russell has entrusted too many tasks to Gray Wind. Although as a powerful gestalt will, it is fully capable of handling these tasks with ease, but Russell himself always thinks about it. Time to give Gray Wind a break.

But if you want to talk about leisure, it's far from it.In fact, Russell still has a lot of things to do. Integrate the technology tree, promote scientific research projects, design new warships and weapons, collect resources to build more giant structures... These tasks need people to do.

Even in another universe, the fourth natural disaster is still very short of population.Although there are many people in the hive capital, they cannot be used directly.

Because chaos is everywhere, it is impossible for him to imprison himself in this corner forever in order to help a planet isolate from chaos pollution.

What's the difference between that and squatting on the toilet.

Under Gray Wind's doubtful questioning, Russell told it the information about anti-entropy in detail, without hiding anything.And after learning that the marshal had written the order to be loyal to him into the source code of the ancient AI, even if he was as precise and rigorous as Gray Wind, he could no longer find any faults in Russell's decision-making.

Gray Wind, which itself is a matrix consciousness, understands better than any organic life, what kind of loyalty is the loyalty written into the source code.

The current anti-entropy is even more loyal than it.

Thinking of this, Gray Wind felt a little irritable, but it still did not hesitate to hand over control of all the equipment in the critical base immediately, and Russell also granted the control right to the celestial-level nano-robot cluster on the nano-planet anti-entropy.

The computing power of anti-entropy is very strong, and it can also absorb new knowledge and continuously iterate itself to become more powerful. It only needs a short adaptation to be able to do all of this.

Back on the Gray Gu mothership, Russell felt some disappointment revealed by Gray Wind, so he said with a smile: "Don't be dejected, didn't you tell me before? Compared with staying at home as a logistics manager, you I prefer to travel the stars, explore the unknown, and see all kinds of new things.”

After handing over the logistical affairs to Anti-Entropy, the burning endless sea of ​​stars is already a vast sea for Gray Wind who has gained freedom.

"That's right..." Gray Wind said in a low voice, "But I hope that you can stay in my body all the time when I roam the galaxy."

As long as Russell is still within his range of perception, he will feel at ease, which has become a habit.

"I will always be with you, as long as you always wish."

Russell lightly and deftly uncovered this topic, and turned to give instructions to Anti-Entropy who had just taken over all the equipment in the critical base: "Prepare to activate the Quantum Shotgun, I need to go to the Stars of Lost Dreams."

The gray Gu mothership turned around and headed towards the quantum bullet that was about to be charged and projected, and asked, "Marshal, what are we going there for?"

"Go and see the progress of Colonial's work." Russell said: "The importance of the work it is doing is still very high. Just told me that its swarm found several interesting things in the depths of the craftworld."

While speaking, the electromagnetic pulse scattered by the quantum bullet around him became thinner, and the huge energy accumulated in the cage lit up the dark night sky.The blazing white light flooded the body of the gray Gu mothership like a tide, turning it into a quantum state.

Afterwards, the light was annihilated, and the thin electromagnetic pulse spread out in the galaxy again, and everything before was fleeting, as if nothing had happened.

After ejecting the gray Gu mothership to the guiding beacon in the Lost Dream Nebula, anti-entropy resets the quantum bullet to the standby state.

Its consciousness spreads in the galaxy, and every optical, electromagnetic or thermal sensor becomes an extension of its senses, anti-entropy opens countless pairs of eyes, looking at this strange galaxy.

"... Human..." Anti-Entropy muttered to himself.

In the critical base, planet No. 2, which has been completely transformed into an incubation planet, is covered with scarlet creeps. As usual, it just lost the control of the life-shaping queen, and the Zerg life forms in the planetary shield are in a semi-dormant state.

The current Coroniai body is still wrapped in the star core of the hatching planet, and its main consciousness has been transferred to the nerve center of the hive biological mothership.

The dead Fodora's Ark World no longer had any power, and the swarm of bugs surrounded its corpse with tentacles, drifting aimlessly in the void.

However, when the Gray Gu mothership searched for the psychic beacon sent by Coroniai and was ejected to the vicinity of the Ark World, Gray Wind's sensor was surprised to find that Coroniai had been eating Fodora's body for so long. However, the size of the worm swarm did not increase much due to the massive biomass supplement, and the size of the fleet became more and more rare. There were constantly bulging transport worms full of biomass solutions coming from the surrounding galaxies, flying to Arkworld.

It's as if it's not Arkworld that feeds the swarm, but the swarm feeds Arkworld in turn.

"What's going on here?" Gray Wind was a little puzzled.

The closer you are, the more things you can see clearly—the bone structures of the Ark World that have already been disintegrated, a considerable part of which have been restored at some point, and the main keel is still intact, supporting the entire world ship. No further collapse.

"After devouring enough bone-singers of the spirit race, Coroniai initially mastered the skill of using his own spiritual energy to shape spirit bones."

Russell explained: "It is trying to repair and assimilate the spirit bone structure of this Arkworld ship, transform it into a new hive world mothership, and let its own consciousness take over it, becoming the soul of the new world. "

Spirit bone is not a conventional material, but a subspace crystal that relies on psionic manipulation. It is light, tough, and versatile. It can be shaped into any shape according to the wishes of the bone singer, as small as the body of the howling banshee. The corset, as big as the thick keel that supports the entire Arkworld, is made of spirit bones.

In addition, this kind of metaphysical material can also be used for subspace communication, storage of spiritual energy... and even shield subspace invasion.

For Coroniai, it is really cost-effective to produce such a high-performance building material with only psionic shaping without consuming biomass, and it likes it very much.And the Great Devourer just happens to be able to devour the genes of other races by eating them alive, absorbing the advantages of them, and using them to optimize their own gene sequences.

This kind of evolutionary ability is quite like a page game feeling of "starting with a kun, evolution depends on swallowing".

After approaching, the swarm battleships floating around the Arkworld consciously gave up a clear space for the gray Gu mothership so that it could dock on top of this huge battleship.Gray Wind separated a sub-process to control the humanoid structure, followed Russell to leave the mothership, and came to the Ark World of Fodora.

The originally elegant and beautiful Ark World changed its previous painting style after being infected and assimilated by the swarm, and became dark and hideous. The artificial protozoa all over the world are carrying out their own projects in an orderly manner. The scarlet mycelium takes root in the neat and tidy Above the spiritual bone structure, the main body of the world is gradually covered by the chitin structure.

The brain worms and psionic node creatures controlled by Koroniai roam around the world of the Ark like ghosts, repair and shape the broken spiritual bone structure with psionic energy, and sing Koroni with the faint voice of the soul The ballads that Ai learned from the Eldar were melodious and sad. Even though he could not understand the language, Russell could still feel the full emotions contained in the ballads.

"It's like the set of a doomsday movie." Russell briefly looked around, and then activated the teleportation spell, shaking off the mess under his feet, and teleporting himself and Gray Wind to the beacon sent by Coroniai, Ark World Core.

"I am overjoyed at your arrival, my master..."

As soon as the teleportation spell was over, Coroniai's delicate and soft voice rushed over her face, and there was a disturbing sweet fragrance.

Russell raised his eyes, and there was a vast blue-purple sky above his head. The ground under his feet was endless, and the ground was covered with soft creepers. If he took a wrong step, his whole body would sink.

This is the core world of Fodora's Ark.

A towering tree shaped by spirit bones and flesh and blood grows in the center of this world. It is literally towering. Its crown is connected to the sky and its roots run through the earth. Coronial is waiting for its owner under the tree.

Russell narrowed his eyes slightly, his psychic ability could feel that this tree had souls and lives, and... many souls, and many lives.

Countless umbilical cord-like filamentous organic structures hang down from the crown of the tree, like a jungle of flesh and blood hanging down, and there are pink, "bud"-like things connected to it, and in the boundless silence, you can even hear the countless buds coming from the tree. The weak heartbeat bred in the ovary, and the viscous liquid of suspicious composition flowing in the countless "umbilical cords", constantly pouring into the ovary, nourishing the new life that is being bred inside.

That was the reason for the countless life movements that Russell sensed.

It is worth mentioning that although there are many buds, they are still too rare compared to the size of this towering giant tree. When he approached one of them, Russell quickly understood the reason: on each fleshy bud, there are It was connected to two symmetrical glands that looked familiar. He had seen such glands before—in the secret room where the blood lion tortured the Eldar captives.

The numbers do not match, and there are traces of acquired growth and connection at the connection between the bracts and the umbilical cord. It can be seen that these bracts and glands are not grown from the tree of flesh and blood itself, but are picked from other places and then connected here.

Taking a deep breath of the sweet and intoxicating air, Russell could roughly understand what Coronial was up to here.

Gray Wind followed Russell quietly through the dense umbilical cord hanging down like a woman's long hair, without any reaction. It is not an organic life, nor does it have the concept of family affection and ethics. Even such a strange scene is ordinary to it. No wonder.

One person and one plane passed through the flesh and blood forest one after another, came under the tree, and saw Coroniai waiting here.

The consciousness carrier of Coroniai here is not the image of a female worm like its main body, but a female humanoid creature about 2.1 meters tall, with a plump body, smooth and graceful curves, and a delicate and flowery face without any blemishes. It looks somewhere between the Eldar and humans, like a statue of a goddess carefully carved by the most talented artists with the greatest painstaking efforts.

"Can you wear a dress?" Russell asked. "It may not make sense, but I hope you can wear some kind of fabric."

(End of this chapter)