Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

Today, Kerentalina is as busy as usual, and the workers in the middle and lower nests are as busy working as yesterday, except that the daily working hours have increased from 18 hours to 20 hours.

The Viscount of the Forge, who oversees the factory unit, declares that it is the workers' laziness that offends the God-Emperor and causes the Eye of Terror to shed tears above the stars. Therefore, each worker needs to work an extra 2 hours a day to contribute more to the empire and appease the wrath of the God-Emperor.

Such an approach would inevitably trigger large-scale worker riots in normal times, but this special moment is an exception, because since the Eye of Terror began to expand in the form of teardrops, Krentalina and her enemies who were approaching the Eye of Terror were Residents in the surrounding galaxies frequently encountered nightmares and did not dare to fall asleep even when lying in bed.

Tormented by nightmares and almost insane, the people of the empire used heavy labor to numb themselves, and dedicate themselves to the emperor to obtain some seemingly nonexistent psychological comfort called "atonement."

But when tens of billions of slave laborers were immersed in atonement, they could not imagine that the Viscount of the Forge, who was known as the God-Emperor and urged them to work to death, was secretly transferring a large amount of his property to a private spaceship. Prepare to escape from Klenna.

Ignorant civilians did not know what the tears falling from the Eye of Terror meant, but Viscount Forge knew that the defense line deployed by the Klenna fleet in the gravel zone did not effectively block Chaos' attack at all, and they were retreating steadily. , the sharp edge of chaos is as powerful as breaking bamboo.

"It's time. If you don't leave, it will be too late." Viscount Forge looked at the sickly purple sky above his head and forcibly pulled his wife out of the bedroom.

The Viscountess thought about it: "My jewelry, jewelry, and so many other items have not been taken away."

"Stop mentioning your worthless jewelry!" Viscount Forge shouted.

"How can it be worthless?" the Viscountess said angrily: "Even the most imperfect crystal on the cheapest necklace in my jewelry box can buy a mansion on the spire of the most prosperous hive city. .”

"..." Viscount Forge put one hand on his forehead: "Then you take your time and clean up."

The Viscountess turned and entered the bedroom again.

Viscount Forge looked at his wife who was rummaging around in the room. He was silent for a moment, then turned around and strode out of his mansion without looking back.

"Go to hell with your jewelry, Gangret. Then you will know how much they are worth." Viscount Forge cursed in his heart and rushed towards the space elevator.

As the Viscount of the Forge who manages factory units and underground mines, he has a close relationship with the Adeptus Mechanicus branch in the Kerenna sector. It was by using the connections among the followers of the God of Machines that he was able to fight against the shortage of battleships on the front line. Under the circumstances, a private ship was obtained for escape.

However, the size of the ship is limited, and it cannot hold all the wealth he has secretly seized through expropriation and expropriation over the years, and time does not allow him to be so procrastinating. In the current chaotic situation, life and death crises are approaching, and wealth and connections are no longer as omnipotent as usual.

"But how could that stupid woman understand this..." Viscount Forge said with a cold face, stroking back his delicately styled hair.

He didn't have any psychological burden about abandoning his wife, but he felt a little pity for Gangrete's beautiful face and that body that suited his taste. This new wife who spent a lot of money to bring home was about to be discarded before she could play with her for a long time, but there was no way.

Compared to his charming and beautiful wife, the Viscount of the Forge is more willing to use his limited transportation capacity to bring a treasure of the same weight as her.

The Adeptus Mechanicus praised the Viscount's wisdom.

Arriving at the starport through the space elevator, Viscount Forge exchanged greetings with several noble merchants he met by chance. Finally, he found the foundry sage with whom he had a close personal relationship at the Zuo Jishu Management Office of the starport.

"You're a little late, Viscount." The electronic sound buzzed under the red robe of the Forging Sage.

The Forging Sage's tone was stiff and he did not use honorifics when addressing him, but Viscount Forge did not show any displeasure because of this, and he did not dare to.

"I was delayed by some trivial matters, Lord Kleine." Viscount Forge bowed slightly to the forging sage named Kleine and said with a smile: "I apologize to you. So, shall I go first?"

Forging Sage Kleine nodded slightly.

Viscount Forge's expression remained unchanged as he walked past Kleine and headed towards the evacuation spacecraft docked at the No. 3 dock.

People were coming and going in the star port, but no one noticed that Viscount Forge quietly left a small paper roll on the ground when he passed by the Forging Sage.

Casting Sage Kleine took a step forward. His broad red robe covered the scroll. A slender mechanical tentacle pinched the scroll under the cover of the robe. The sensor at the end of the tentacle directly read the contents of the scroll. Scanned into his brain:

——"That thing" is in safe No. 51 in compartment 114 of Klifarian Spire. The four safe codes are...

Keeping the contents in mind, the Forging Sage Kleine quietly used the disintegration force field to completely erase the existence of the paper scroll and returned to his position.

Despite his position, the gear red robe could not hide the excitement in Kleine's heart. He wished he could immediately hand over the work at hand to a lucky engine prophet, and then set off immediately to bribe the Viscount of the Forge to He held his "thing" in his arms and studied it hard.

It was an advanced technological creation called a "nano deformer", an industrial machinery unique to the Order of Truth in the Far East Star Territory.

It is rumored that this mysterious creation from the dark age of technology can reorganize matter at the level of basic particles, and continuously produce massive amounts of various rare resources at an astonishingly low cost and on a terrifyingly large scale.

For example, only in the planet B-211 in the northwest region of the Kelenna sector, there is a small amount of special mineral "sulfur fluorescence crystals" stored in it. Researchers from the Order of Truth obtained a small amount of samples to decipher its molecular structure and used nano-deformation. The device achieved large-scale mass production.

"This is a miracle, a great machine that directly modifies matter at the level of basic particles, a supreme miracle of the God of All Machines..." Kleine stood at his post, his body trembling slightly. He wished he could leave the starport immediately and go to Kremlin. Rifarion Spire, a glimpse of the nanomorphers.

This nano-deformer secretly flowed into the Milky Way from the Far Eastern Star Territory through black market channels. Many sages from the Mechanicus were secretly competing with each other and using various means to compete fiercely. Viscount Forge paid a huge price to obtain this nano-deformer. As for the price, no one knows. Kleine didn't care either.

While excited, the Forging Sage did not ignore other information he had collected through special channels.

It is said that the Order of Truth used the dark technology provided by the Star Bombers to rebuild many hives in the Far Eastern Star Territory. These reborn industrial worlds are equipped with towering central mechanical spires, fully automated nanoalloy factories, and civilian replicas. Factory group...

Just imagining these extremely tempting terms, Casting Sage Kleine felt that his data storage center was overheating.

He poured coolant into his brain and looked down at Krentalina below the starport with calm eyes.

"This planet will fall soon." Kleine thought this way: "The offensive of Chaos is difficult to stop... Rather than escaping to other star regions like a lost dog and being ostracized and suppressed by the local forging world, should I Choose a better way out?”

For example, the Far Eastern Star Territory is hungry for talents...? However, the condition for joining the Order of Truth is to abandon loyalty and belief in the Emperor of Mankind, and not to publicly worship any gods such as the God of All Machines.

This made Kleine hesitate...but he still wanted to go.

The blasphemous thought had just appeared in the mind of the Forging Sage when suddenly, a burst of noise interrupted his thinking.

"Oh my god, what is that?"

"Why didn't the Astronomical Hall provide any warning? What exactly is that ship..."

"They're approaching us!"

Kleine left his post in confusion, and came to the mobile platform outside the star port amid the rapid sound of sirens, looking up into the distance.

Then he knelt down.

"God of all opportunities, you have finally come to me?"

What suddenly appeared in the orbit of Kerentalina without any warning was a huge battleship with a length of more than 20 kilometers. She had a ferocious appearance like a giant ocean predator, and the densely packed gun muzzles on the sides were like explosives. The scales are open, teeth and claws are showing, showing off the power.

This is a 'Whale Shark' class battlecruiser, which was randomly thrown into the orbit of Klentalina by a random quantum slingshot. It was far away from the battlefield and could not enter the battle in time.

But it was just right. Under the control of the battleship AI, the whale shark battle cruiser directly approached Klentalina's star port.

When this huge warship on the verge of war jumped into the field of view without warning, Viscount Forge, who was about to board the escape ship, froze on the spot. The hull structure of this ship has a lot in common with the naval ships of the Human Empire. However, he went through all the naval knowledge he knew in a very short time and could not find anything that matched the image of the warship in front of him. Queen of Glory.

In the port where people were coming and going, the piercing sirens suddenly stopped and were replaced by a burst of electronically synthesized sounds that could not be distinguished from men or women:

"To the current governor of the Kelenna Sector: Benhard Medius. Your express delivery has arrived, please sign for it."