Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind.

Chapter 97 Locusts Transit
While the imperial defenders were battling to resist the Eldar attacks from the Hehe and Aurora galaxies, the supreme prophet Salazar led all the remaining spirit bone fleets to swim in the hazy interstellar dust.

The defense line of the imperial defenders separated the southwestern cantilever of the Lost Dream star group from the inner belly of the star group, but as long as they crossed the line of defense, they would let them explore the great star field behind.

Without encountering any obstacles along the way, under the guidance of the Prophet, the Spirit Bone Fleet drove unimpeded along the miniature cantilever to the center of the vortex. Since entering the Nebula of Lost Dreams, their actions have never been so smooth.

"Planet 111, the evolutionary stage of indigenous civilization is the early stage of atomic energy."

"Planet 112, the evolutionary stage of indigenous civilization is the late stage of chemical energy."

"Planet 113, the evolutionary stage of indigenous civilization is the middle stage of atomic energy..."

The investigation results were reported one by one. When the fleet sailed to the center of the vortex, it conducted a simple and quick shallow scan of each galaxy it passed, and only roughly observed the degree of civilization development in these galaxies—the Ark of Fodora used to use energy technology to classify civilizations.

Similar to the previous investigation results outside the nebula, in general, the closer the natives are to the center of the vortex, the higher the degree of civilization evolution.

These investigation results, which coincided with the previous predictions of the Prophet Salazar, were actually of no practical significance, but they could calm people's hearts.

"Planet 114, the natives... There are no natives, this is a dead planet."

Another message reached Salazar and the chieftains of the various Eldar clans within the Ark through the psychic network, interrupting their ensuing discussion.

"Death planet, how is it possible?" Salazar first doubted the authenticity of the information reported by the investigation team.

Because in his observations, the planet numbered 114 is connected with tens of millions of threads of fate, which means that there are at least tens of millions of intelligent creatures on it.

"Report, the investigation results are correct. Planet 114 is a dead planet... No, it's worse than that."

"This planet has no atmosphere at all, the surface of the star is riddled with holes, there is no sign of life, no organic matter of any kind, and no valuable mineral deposits; all in all, there is absolutely no resource that can be used by intelligent life on Planet 114."

There is an idiom from Holy Terra that fits well to describe the current state of the planet - the transit of locusts.

"However, there are some man-made mechanical facilities floating in the orbit of planet 114, which are suspected to be the remains of artificial satellites. This place should have been an indigenous planet whose civilization evolved in the post-atomic energy period."

"I don't know why, this planet is over-squeezed to the point where it can't squeeze out any oil and water, it's really strange..."

Salazar breathed a sigh of relief. It was fortunate that its divination was not wrong. There was indeed an indigenous civilization on planet 114, but this civilization was destroyed by external forces. Not only was the genocide exterminated, but the entire planet was completely drained.

At the same time, it is also a little puzzled, because the explosion traces left on the orbiting satellite wreckage are still very new, and the destruction of this planet has only been in recent years.

The extinction of such a large-scale civilization will inevitably stir up turbulent waves in the sea of ​​souls. Salazar believes that it is impossible for him not to observe such a big movement.

Puzzled, the Spirit Bone Fleet continued to investigate the surrounding celestial bodies while going deep into the Lost Dream star cluster.A series of short but terrifying scan reports came up one after another:

"The indigenous civilization of planet 153 has been destroyed, and the entire planet has been completely drained."

"The indigenous civilization of planet 154 has been destroyed, and the entire planet has been completely drained... There are many small space bases on the satellites of this planet, and they have already taken the first step to the starry sky. The evolution level of this civilization is on the eve of the space age."

"Planet 155..."

The reconnaissance results sent back by different reconnaissance teams are highly similar in content. It seems that since the fleet's voyage crossed a certain limit, they have never found even a living planet.One after another, the exhausted planets that were eaten up and wiped out kept swiping the screen on the Nether Dragon, using cold numbers to tell what kind of doomsday catastrophe this star field has experienced in the past few years.

Salazar was completely bewildered. A massacre of such scale should have set off raging waves in the subspace, and the thread of fate should never be as calm and gentle as it observed.

"What exactly happened here?"

"Why on earth are they still advancing?"

Outside the advancing route of the Eldar, in the open area between the two miniature cantilevers, the gray Gu mothership with the psychic invisibility field silently observed the spirit bone fleet passing through hundreds of depleted worlds, and was still moving forward firmly and cautiously.

Seeing such a large number of depleted worlds and traces of the collapse of civilization, anyone can sense that something is wrong with this star field and the dangers lurking in it.

——Since you know there are dangers and strange things, why do you keep moving forward?
"Because they can't turn back." Russell sat in the core cabin of the gray Gu mothership, leaned back slightly, and said casually: "This is a matter of sunk costs. Fodora pinned all her hopes on the so-called pure land. They mobilized all their strength to plan this operation, and they paid too much for it... so big that even if they look back, they are blaspheming those compatriots who gave their lives to give them this opportunity."

"Then we shouldn't disappoint their sacrifices." Gray Wind narrowed his eyes and said, "Koroniai's bug swarms are being ejected in batches through quantum slingshots, and with the help of the warp drive, they will soon be able to assemble and encircle the Eldar fleet—Marshal, when are we going to launch an attack?"

"Don't worry, my real goal hasn't appeared yet." Russell shook his head: "It's not easy to set up this situation. If I only eat such an Eldar fleet, I'm sorry for the huge amount of energy and resources I have spent over the years."

"You've been playing with Coroniai all the time...we did all the work." Gray Wind beeped softly.

"If a marshal is required to do things like screwing quantum bows, then I've failed as a marshal." Russell half-jokingly resolved Gray Wind's grievances safely.

Gray Wind also felt that he seemed a little strange. It used to not care about such things at all, so he tried to change the subject: "If your goal is not this Eldar fleet, then what is it?"

It couldn't think of any strategic goal that could be more important than this Eldar fleet with its Leviathan ships.

"Yes, isn't it the Arkworld ship of the Eldar?" Russell said with a smile.

"Arkworld... But there is no webway exit in the Lost Dream star group, and the Eldar do not dare to travel in subspace. Even if Fodora's Arkworld ship departs from the Aurora star field now, it will take too long to arrive here at sub-light speed." Gray Wind said.

Russell shook his head: "Who said that the exit of the webway must be fixed in a certain place?"

(End of this chapter)