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Chapter 162 The White Ghost
About 5 light-years to the north of the Aurora coordinate system, there exists an unnamed barren galaxy numbered z8d6 in the Adeptus Mechanicus archives.

There are no solid planets or asteroids in the z8d6 galaxy that can allow organic life to gain a foothold. Only the thin orange-white stars in the center of the galaxy provide extremely limited light and heat to this vast barrenness.

A semi-dwarf brown dwarf that failed to complete its transformation from a gas giant to a star because it did not reach the critical mass to trigger hydrogen fusion snuggled up to the decaying star, sharing their insufficient body heat.

Perhaps until one day in the future they begin to devour each other, a healthy and bright new star will be born in the z8d6 galaxy.

At least for now, the void of the universe without the light of stars is still dark and cold.

The only gas giant planet in the galaxy moves quietly in the boundless darkness, like a huge invisible ghost.

Generally speaking, if the human empire does not use high-cost methods such as detecting gravitational waves to find it, it will be difficult to locate the real-time position of this unknown giant planet, but it is not necessary now.

Even the most outdated detectors aboard the oldest and most dilapidated battleships could easily pick up the huge warp disturbance spreading from this gaseous planet provisionally named "White Ghost".

The "White Ghost" presents a mixed color of white and brown as a whole, and there are endless waves of gas churning in the atmosphere; the eternal storm composed of high-pressure anticyclone and downdraft presents a conspicuous pattern on the surface of the White Ghost's star. In the center of this scar, the deepest part of the Eternal Storm, surging warp energy poured out from here.

A huge monster exuding a corrupt aura slowly poked its head out from the center of the storm.

It was a giant void whale with a body length of more than 20000 kilometers, and it came here by cruising on the ocean currents of the subspace.

Its body is highly decayed, with black-green mold spots dotted all over its back, and the gaps between its scales are filled with milky-white mycelium; its skin is a sickly duck green, and its huge rotten eyeballs are constantly emitting foul-smelling pus. Under the water, the fins under the abdomen slowly moved, and the huge body like a celestial body just "slid" out of the center of the storm, breaking away from the gravitational constraints of the white ghost.

The bulging stomach of the Void Whale is full of friendly and lovely Nurglings and Plague Bearers. The mildew and mycelium grow on the back of the giant whale into a sacred three-ring plague symbol. It is full of fatherly love. Love has come to the real universe.

After the first one came the third and fourth, and more and more void whales swam out of the storm.

Some of them have crimson scales and sharply curved horns, and bloodthirsty desires are burning in their scarlet eyeballs; The sensitive nerve synapses were opened, and while swimming forward, he enjoyed the endless stimulation brought by the countless demons in his body.

Compared to the regular webway gates controlled by the Eldar, this eternal storm located on the surface of the white ghost cannot be called a "gate" at all. It is just a broken gap.

The huge network system built by the ancient saints has a powerful self-checking mechanism. After detecting that it has been invaded by the tombstone gate of the Necron, the network itself will actively cut off the entire branch that has been stepped on by the Necron, and will be invaded. That section of the network channel is isolated from the entire network channel system to prevent the spread of intrusions.

The highly mutated group of void whales, following the guidance of the Lord of Change, entered this dusty webway through the gate of the tombstone, and sent the endless army of demons directly to the Espernes star area The hinterland, the north of Aurora.

Riding the ocean current that leaked from the sea of ​​souls into the real universe, the giant void whales wandered towards Aurora in groups.

"We have detected psychic signals from multiple creatures, and—Your Majesty the Emperor!"

On the strike cruiser Iron Fist, the psyker, who was detecting the subspace signal in the northern part of the galaxy in real time through the psychic divination array, suddenly let out a shrill scream. His head exploded instantly, and the splashed brains stained the chests of the space fighters. His wings of glory, with pale bony spurs growing under his robe, turned around and rushed towards Eldorshan, who was communicating with his friendly forces.

It's just that before the violent psionic power that could easily kill a powerful interstellar warrior had time to erupt, the old leader of the Iron Wandering Soul smashed the fallen monster that was pounced on him into a slush.

"Every ship obeys orders, imprison... No, immediately execute all psykers on board, we can't afford the price of their rampage." Eldorshan said seriously.

This is a heavy choice. Most of the psykers in the imperial fleet are navigators or astropaths stationed by the local astronomical hall. Execution of all these people means that the fleet will lose the ability to sail long distances and communicate across galaxies ...not that bad.

They are far luckier than other empire fighters struggling in the galaxy, and compared to those desperate captains, Eldor can still make this heavy decision relatively easily, because Aurora is a of galaxies.

All important galaxies throughout Espernes have been connected to the L-gate network, which has brought them unparalleled high-speed information circulation and military mobilization efficiency.

The army gathered in Nirvana is rushing here through the stargate network, not 1 year later, not 6 months later, not even 1 month later, the support fleet will arrive in Aurora and Trodome in 3 days .

As the capital of the star region, Nirvana can be informed of the emergency situation in the hinterland galaxy Aurora and the fleet logistics base Trodome in a timely manner, and respond as quickly as possible to provide support. I dare not think about it.

All this is due to the star gate network of the China Unicom star area.

And the L-star gate is a gift from the star bombers...

Eldorshan slowly lowered his power fist stained with the blood of mutant psykers. His gaze was looking through the porthole of the Iron Fist, looking at the squirming tentacles entrenched on the Mirafar orbit greedily sucking the life soup. Huge monster.

"Is this a sacrifice? Or is it the price you paid for the exchange with the star bomber?" Eldor still has no answer.

The only thing he can know is that if the human empire is freed from the shackles of the subspace and the chains of the evil gods, the price required is only to sacrifice the people of the empire on a planet, a galaxy, or even a star area...

Faced with such a deal, even his genetic father, the Primarch of Mercy who values ​​the lives of civilians the most, will feel a little shaken.

In the darkness of the north, the subspace disturbance brought by the void whales is gradually approaching, and the detectors of the Imperial Navy have been able to vaguely capture the approximate orientation and scale of the whales.Eldorshan has made a lot of targeted tactical deployments, so that the whales can enter the battle with the best formation immediately after they enter the galaxy...

It's just that their deployment has not yet been in place, and they received a warning signal from the Truth Order fleet:
"Target enters range, prepare to launch tachyon light spear——"

(End of this chapter)