Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind.

Chapter 9 Shackles
Gray Wind, a girl dressed as a maid, collapsed into countless nano-robots and returned to the main body after boarding the mothership, leaving only Russell to rush through the corridor and walk deeper into the hull.

Normally, at such a time, Gray Wind would probably smile and say: Marshal, you have come in too deeply~, but it is not in the mood now.

After listening to Russell's talk about the process of Iron Man's rebellion, Gray Wind already understood that even a micro-mechanical gestalt intelligence like his own may be corrupted by chaos and swallowed by infection.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but as Russell got closer and closer to the cabin where the Zeluo Soul Stone was stored, his mental state began to quietly undergo some changes.It was hard to say whether the change was positive or negative, Russell just felt distraught.

As he continued to move forward, the increasingly haggard complexion and dark circles under his eyes from staying up all night were gradually disappearing.

When Russell finally came to the door of the cabin where the Zelo crystal was stored, he was already extremely energetic. His dry and rough skin became rosy and smooth, as if he had just woken up energetically after a deep sleep. Both physically and mentally, everything was in the best condition.

Frankly, he has never been better in 24 years.

This change made Russell even more uneasy, and the door opened with a creaking sound of metal.

Unlike the huge void where the worm queen was imprisoned and the hall where the Cyberlux arsenal was located, the room in front of him was much smaller, even smaller than Russell's bedroom in the Governor's Mansion, and it was empty to the eye.

In the center of the room is a circular structure similar to an altar, and a beautiful blue-purple crystal quietly floats in the center of the circle.

Zelo soul stone.

As the name suggests, it is a stone that carries the soul of the Zelo people.

This relic is small in size, and Russell can easily pick it up with one hand.There is a hazy mist flowing in the clear crystal, which is strange and strange. It seems that as long as you stare at it for a little longer, you will be taken away by the existence in it.

When Russell stepped into the room, a tired voice that seemed to span endless years appeared in his ears:

"For humans, the act of sleeping indebtedness goes against your biology, it impairs your ability to function, and I'm not advocating that."

In the center of the room, the smoke in the soul stone was still circulating, and its words continued:
"But if you have psychic powers, everything will be another matter."

What a wonderful speech... Russell took a deep breath, looked down at his hands, um, they didn't turn into tentacles.

Lifting up the hem of the clothes and looking at the abdomen, there was no opening to grow sharp teeth, the chest still looked like an ordinary human male, and there was no weird smile on his face.

Not to be taken lightly, the fourth natural disaster.

Russell warned himself so in his heart, and continued to move forward.

"You have doubts and fears in your heart... There is also an emotion that I can't understand." The voice in the soul stone said faintly: "I haven't seen an existence like you for a long time."

Russell tried his best to suppress the thoughts in his head so as not to have any obvious reaction to its words, and said, "Jabaksti, the hope of the evangelists, the last Zello, I need you to answer a few questions for me."

"Ok?"

The smoke flowing in the soul stone obviously lagged for a moment, but it quickly returned to normal, and the voice was still tired and vicissitudes: "I am very happy."

Jabaxti's reaction at this moment did not escape Russell's eyes. Russell put a hand on his chest to slow down his breathing, and then said:

"Humans in this universe lack all kinds of faster-than-light technologies, including faster-than-light communication and inter-galaxy navigation. They all need the help of subspace, that is, the virtual world. However, subspace is not peaceful."

"The subspace dominated by chaos has become a shackle on the neck of the human empire. Their communications have been disrupted all year round, and it is difficult to sail across the galaxy. It is like crossing the ocean in a bathtub, walking between life and death."

"And the erosion of the real universe by the evil gods prevents human beings from making any new inventions and creations. They can only rely on archaeology to achieve retrogressive development. There is no way to research a reliable method of physical super-light speed, so they can only be controlled by God."

The smoke in the soul stone flowed slowly, like a kind old man, quietly and gently listening to Russell's words without interrupting.

"I'm going to break the shackles."

Russell's palms on his chest slowly clenched into fists, his eyes determined:

"Grey Wind's database holds at least four means of superlight travel that don't require subspace: the jump engine, the quantum bow, the star gate, and the L star gate."

"During the time I was talking to you, Gray Wind has already completed the data backup. As long as I give an order, or if there are any signs of erosion by the subspace on my body, it will immediately disintegrate into a storm of gray gu at the cost of the death of its own consciousness, and initiate a saturated random transition to the entire galaxy."

"As long as even one gray Gu ship survives and is discovered by the human empire, these four super-light speed technologies will be sent to human hands, and the chains that the evil gods tied around the neck of the empire will no longer exist."

After finishing speaking, Russell lowered his hands and looked at the Zeluo Soul Stone in front of him with calm eyes.

"how do you feel?"

There was a long silence in the room.

After a long time, that tired voice sounded again: "So you are testing me, testing whether I have become a fan of Chaos. But...why not?"

"Huh?" Russell was stunned.

"You're just now seeing..."

"Hmm." Jabaxti admitted generously: "The hints and metaphors in human language are relatively difficult for me to understand."

Russell rested his forehead with one hand: "Your reaction is very slow, and you don't look like a prophet or a wise man at all."

"I've never been a wise man, let alone a prophet." Jabaxti sighed, "I'm just a poor man who bears the lives and expectations of his people and has to destroy other people."

Russell was silent, which was a bit inconsistent with his predetermined script. In the mechanism of the stars, the spirit body of Jabaxti can provide the leaders of the empire with guidance on various things. There is no doubt that it is an image of an "ancient wise man".

There is something strangely incongruous about the situation now.

"I don't know that the intelligent creatures here are actually trapped at the speed of light. If they have to borrow a way from that hellish dimension to navigate the universe, um... that is indeed a very pitiful thing."

Jabaxti's voice seemed a little lonely, and even the light on the soul stone dimmed slightly: "When I first arrived here, I looked at the Milky Way in the darkness outside the abyss of heaven, and I could only see a piece of disaster."

"The virtual realm of this universe is not as pure and fascinating as my hometown. The subspace is full of endless suffering and chaos. I tried to communicate with psionic energy here, but I predicted the crisis of death... Why is this happening? Can you tell me?"

(End of this chapter)