Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Everything is different from before.

The Empire's double-headed eagle is slowly replacing the Wotan Alliance.

The glory and power of the old nobles have been spurned by the people.

Those who supported the Thorian system lived in the past, stubbornly thinking that they were defending their homeland.

But I see it differently.

No matter what kind of idea, what kind of regime, or what kind of action, its heart should be from the happiness of people.

Even if words such as defending the home and defending the country whitewash the behavior of those people a hundred times, it cannot conceal that the top and bottom of the Wotan Alliance have been separated.

No matter what noble purpose and what noble dream a regime is created by, no matter what great deeds and feats it has accomplished.

As long as it deviates from the original path and no longer stands on the side of the general public, then this regime should be eliminated.

The failure of the Wotan Alliance is not only due to the strength of the empire.

More importantly, countless planets and countless people are alienated. They no longer believe in the beauty that the Wotan Alliance once preached.

The diehards manipulate public opinion, and in the name of defending their homeland, bewitch and fool the ignorant lower class to their death.

However, the seeds of the crisis have been deeply planted.

Even if it can survive the defense of the Thorian galaxy, it is destined to be unable to continue.

Some will call me a traitor.

But I think I'm on the right track.

Every member of the Patin family will not violate their ancestral precepts.

From the moment he stepped out of the galaxy, the first member of the Patin family swore the oath.

Will do everything to protect the survival of human civilization.

Honor or disgrace is irrelevant, only fulfillment of duties.

Patin followed the warriors along the statue-filled corridors.

When passing by those giants in heavy armor, Patin felt tremendous pressure.

It was like walking past those ferocious beasts, and the fear of death involuntarily emerged in my heart.

It's like walking across a single-plank bridge between 300-story high-rise buildings at night, for fear of being swallowed by the endless darkness if you are not careful, you can't help but tremble.

Confusion emerged in Patin's heart.

What kind of existence can create these warriors who are as powerful as gods.

When he was in the Thorian galaxy, he had seen the holographic images of these fighters in battle.

These giant warriors are like the gods of hell who came to this world as human beings.

They are giant beasts in mythology, bulky and bulky, with knotted muscles, exuding a killing spirit.

When they roared, it was like the roar of the God of War who was passed on by word of mouth, making the enemy terrified.

Patin is in awe of the strength of these giant warriors

Also curious about the holy emperor to whom these giant warriors swore allegiance.

What kind of prestige and courage is required to make these godlike warriors offer their loyalty.

Going all the way along the corridor, Patin was dormant by the huge size of the imperial battleship.

They are almost like a planet.

There are a large number of factories and residential areas.

Partin used trains, gunboats and other means of transport along the way.

But it took a lot of time to reach the destination.

The final journey is an interior with no windows to the outside. corridor.

Patin, led by the original cast warrior, walked through this corridor that mixed technology and faith.

Priceless golden sculptures hold aloft torches and braziers.

Holographic projections flickered and twirled on either side of the hallway.

Flying metal baby robots hold incense.

The mechanical priest smeared the surface of the force field machine with sesame oil, praying for the protection of the machine soul.

The technology of the Empire has become so powerful that it can create black holes and destroy stars.

However, a brazier is used to illuminate the interior of the battleship, and it is believed that the interior of the machine has its own soul.

advanced and ignorant.

Technology and religion.

These things that shouldn't be put together are strangely combined on the empire's battleship.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Patin would never have dared to imagine such a mixture of contradictions.

Perhaps it is this kind of weirdness that allows the empire to survive in the terrifying galaxy.

Patin was eventually led into a huge vaulted hall.

It is huge here, like a super square, surrounded by statues of the Eight Primarchs, and in the middle are statues of the Holy Emperor and the Great Emperor.

The statue stands in the hall, propping up the circular vault.

It means that they hold up the hope and future for mankind, and hold up the barrier against infinite darkness and terror.

There are many people in the hall, they are wearing imperial robes with golden double-headed eagles on their bodies, and there are more or less mechanical parts on their bodies.

Above their heads, flying baby angels and servo skulls buzzed.

The floor is covered with intricately woven and intricately designed carpets.

There is an information window floating in the air in the lobby.

People click and write on the information window suspended in front of them, and then the window will automatically float to the next person who processes the program.

Ancient frescoes and paintings hung on the walls and pillars with the impassive faces of heroes gazing out at the crowd.

The hall is huge, and Patin predicted that it would be as big as seven or eight football fields combined.

People bustle through it, walking back and forth, or ordering servo-skulls and cherubs to deliver files.

The original cast warrior led Patin through the crowd and came to the door on one side of the hall.

After confirming his identity, the door was opened.

He went in.

It was a circular room with a high ceiling.

The room was dimly illuminated by braziers hanging from the walls and lumens from the ceiling.

A giant holographic projector hovers in the very center of the room.

It rotates slowly, and the light beams that make up its image are very bright in the dim environment.

Several soldiers in heavy armor and Imperials in officer uniforms surrounded the projector, and the faint halo reflected on their stern faces.

They looked at Patin who walked in, the seriousness in his eyes made him feel a lot of psychological pressure.

"My name is Marrog, the leader of the Explorers' Chapter, Mr. Patin, you said you were once a member of the Thorian Council?" A soldier in heavy armor walked in front of Patin.

"Yes, I used to be a member of the Thorian Council." Patin tried to stand up straight, pretending to be neither humble nor overbearing.

"They are voting to launch an extermination strike. I hope that the information you provide will be of great weight." Marog said, "Otherwise we will only be able to welcome the ruined Thorian galaxy."

"The ones you are going to slaughter are compatriots who have been separated for a long time." Patin said calmly, "Please consider carefully."

"Killing one person and saving tens of thousands of people, the crime is our responsibility." Andy interrupted and preached directly, "The Holy Emperor, we can't waste too much time here, this universe is not just about Andromeda. Nebula needs to be saved by the empire, the entire universe will be illuminated by the glory of our emperor, Thorian's resisters have lost the chance to be redeemed, and the only thing that meets them is destruction."

Mr. Patin frowned slightly when he heard the other party's words.

He scanned the men.

The faces of these imperial people are confident and calm.

It seems that the words of the female imperial commander are their consensus.

Arrogant to the extreme.

Patin commented on them.

Even their ancestors did not dare to say that they ruled a universe.

Choosing to assist the empire, I really don't know whether it is right or wrong.

If it wasn't for avoiding the tragic death of so many innocent people in the Thorian galaxy, he would definitely turn around and leave.

If you stay with the mad, you will surely fall into the abyss.

This is the ancestral motto of the Patin family.

The arrogance and ambition of the empire will eventually eat itself back.

So warlike, how far can this empire go? ?

Patin took a deep breath, trying not to refute the other party's crazy words.

"It is very likely that the defenders of the Thorian galaxy are no longer controlled by the Wotan Alliance, but controlled by abominable intelligence."

"Go on," Marrog said.

"Before the outbreak of the war, the Mandate of Heaven, Usar, who was in charge of defending the Thorian galaxy, let some peacemakers leave with the old and weak women and children. However, not long after the war broke out, the ships that originally planned to send away the old and weak women and children Instead of continuing to set sail, the top management of the Wotan Alliance not only stopped the plan, but also used the old, weak, women and children as human bombs."

"I tried to contact Destiny-Usar several times, but found that the reply from the other party was extremely weird. Even if I said the code agreed before, the other party was indifferent. This is why the defenders of the Thorian galaxy are so crazy. They've been duped, and the omnics are doing whatever it takes to make humans kill each other."

"Is this why you chose to help the Empire?" Marrog said: "Because you suspect that omnics have replaced the top management of the Wotan Alliance."

"I can't sit back and watch so many people die." Patin said: "Protecting the people is our family's belief."

"It doesn't matter who is in power between the Omnics and the top leaders of the Wotan Alliance. The problem is that we must take down the Thorian galaxy as soon as possible. Senator Patin, if you can provide some important information, the empire will never forget your contribution." A chapter master said: "If not, then you can only leave."

"I know there is a way to sneak into the capital planet. If it goes well, you can end this war within a few days," Patin said.

As soon as this sentence came out, Marrog, Andy, Seth and the others looked at each other.

Even with an extermination strike, I'm afraid it will take a long time to completely destroy the Thorian galaxy.

But if the beheading operation can be carried out, the speed will be much faster.

"I have only one request, you are not allowed to launch any form of massacre." Patin said: "If you swear in the name of the holy emperor of your empire, I will help you enter the capital planet."

Patin stared at the imperial commanders.

No Imperial man would break his oath to the Holy Emperor.

Even if it is to pay the price of their lives, they will do their best to do it.

Patin's terms were eventually accepted.

The price is that he must tell how to enter the capital planet under the supervision of the think tank and the mechanical sage.

Under the double protection of technology and spiritual power, no lies can be hidden.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Wotan Alliance, there was a group of people who were obsessed with subspace witchcraft, and they believed that everything in the world could be understood.

The reason why they can't understand is that human's technology is not advanced enough, and their knowledge is not enough.

As long as the technology is advanced enough and the knowledge is sufficient, humans can master everything.

With this mindset, they studied the Warp in depth.

The end result of this group is very bleak.

Even if it is far away from the galaxy, it does not mean that the subspace is safe.

In the long-term research, the people in that team were either crazy, or had a serious mutation, and were finally executed directly.

All records of them have been wiped out.

Because the truth and the knowledge involved are too dangerous.

Mere understanding has the potential to corrupt.

Patin's family has kept a copy of this forbidden knowledge.

That team ended bleakly, but they still have something to live on.

Those people built a short fake copy of the webway from Terra to Mars in the Thorian system.

Failure is a failure, but it leaves a path that can cross the stars.

That road is very secret and dangerous, anyone who enters will get lost and be torn apart by the monsters hidden in it.

But this road can ignore the influence of the star's gravitational field on the subspace, and can directly send a large-scale army to the capital planet.

After checking Patin's soul several times.

Everyone confirmed that this message was not a deliberate bait.

That path is real.

"As long as we set up a curvature force field projection device in the Thorian galaxy, we can directly open a road and directly land on the capital planet of the Wotan Alliance." Marrog said: "This is a wonderful opportunity, as long as the enemy's The head, the limbs will soon lose their vitality and be dismembered with ease."

"Will it be too dangerous to go deep into the enemy's rear?" An imperial commander said: "The large-scale Wotan Alliance troops and abomination omnics are not easy to deal with. Even if it is a fighter who has completed the second upgrade of the original casting, There is also a great risk of being killed in the siege. More importantly, the Wotan Alliance has giant omnics that can bite through time and space. Once they find the weakness of our path and bite it off, they will enter the Thorian galaxy The imperial army will be left alone and helpless."

"Every day we delay here is to delay the pace of the expedition by one more day. According to the current war situation, we need at least one or two months to completely disintegrate the opponent's defense. If the opponent's support can keep up, this time may It needs to be doubled or tripled. Leave this task to the flesh tearers, and we will tear their defenses apart."

"It is very likely that your entire army will be wiped out!" Andy warned, "We should tear them apart with absolute artillery fire."

"The original cast warriors are the strongest ground troops in the empire, and the flesh tearers are the best among them. We can complete the task of beheading. Not only is the extermination attack a waste of time, but it may also cause those Wotan alliance sons who have surrendered to the empire The antipathy of the people. A beheading raid is the best way to end this protracted war."

"In the name of the Holy Emperor, what we want to bring to this galaxy is salvation. Even if those people are on the opposite side of us, we should do our best to redeem them."

Seth stuck to his guns.

Everyone couldn't say anything to refuse, and it was finally decided that Seth would lead the Flesh Tearner to launch a surprise attack on the secret subspace road, establish a beacon, and destroy the space-time barrier.

As long as the gap is opened, the large troops of the empire can use teleportation to continuously enter the capital planet of the Wotan Alliance.

ps: The recent update is so bad, I am working hard, and strive for another day