This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 102 The dead are like a book that is suddenly burned
Ramses sighed, and the young judge beside him quickly recorded it.

He didn't know if he was worthy of these words, but these people, who had struggled out of the gap between life and death, who had sacrificed or survived, they must be worthy of it.

The sacrifice was worth it. These cheering people should not have survived. They would die in Chaos's horrific rituals, hunted by the Tyranid swarms. All traces of this planet would be wiped out, and everything that represented humanity would cease to exist.

And now, they have broken the shackles of fate, broken the destined tragedy, and truly reversed the ecological chain between humans and demons in a battle.

Even if it's just a small victory.

Facing the sunshine, the time travelers can feel countless eyes focused on them.

Let's take it step by step and turn those so-called enemies into firewood to illuminate the future path of mankind.

The time travelers looked at the cheering crowd and suddenly fell silent. They suddenly realized what they should do. They still had to learn, become stronger, and unite more people. Otherwise, even if the empire handed over the ruling power to them, they would not know how to govern.

Then pull the so-called God down from the throne and let the lofty will bow its head. Only in this way will the people have the opportunity to pursue the truth.

Arthur slowly raised his sword, pointing the tip towards the sky.

Karna raised his spear, and the red-stained tip reflected the sunlight.

"Wan Sheng!"

The sound echoed in the square. As the salute blasted, heaven and earth were silent for a moment, and suddenly there was a response like a tsunami.

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

The sound came like rolling waves, and everyone raised their heads, as if to push the sound to the entire hive, to the entire planet, and to the galaxy.

Changing history is not something that can be corrected by a far-sighted "time traveler" with just a few words. Every step forward is the result of the sacrifices of countless people and is forged with countless blood.

At this moment, each of them is his own hero.
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Soothing prayer sounds played from the sound array system, and the air was filled with the peaceful scent of burning incense.

“Phew, that feels great!”

The four of them walked in the still clean corridor. Ramses admired the murals with interest, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe Romulus and Karna fought too fiercely on the front battlefield and didn't feel anything, so he and Arthur felt great when they were in the Warp with the Goddesses of Vengeance and the nuns to fight against the Warp demons.

After the battle was over, I looked back and saw that so many people were still alive and my friends were still around. It felt really good.

"Taste it."

Karna moved over a plate of blueberries, sliced passion fruit, and oranges.

"It's not Nurgling this time, is it?"

Ramses asked.

"Not really. This time it's a real Zerg node creature."

Karna replied with a smile.

"Can killing bugs also transform spiritual power?"

Chewing blueberries, Ramses looked surprised. He remembered that it was possible when the chicken thief was infected.

"Node creatures can, and the higher the level of nodes, the more they can kill. It's unclear whether they can directly kill the hive consciousness of a branch fleet."

Romulus explained, and also used his fork to pick up a passion fruit and put it into his mouth.

The Norn Queen, the core of the fleet, was pincered between two Glory Queens, reducing her hive mothership to cosmic waste. Otherwise, it would have been possible to verify whether the traversers could also directly erase the branched consciousness. However, no one would abandon their existing combat power to board a ship, as space boarding was far too risky.

"We can discuss the issues during the meeting. There will be no shortage of wars in the future anyway."

Ramses replied.

"You make me even more desperate now."

Romulus covered his forehead with his hands, looking worried.

He really wanted to find a piece of land to farm first, or at least pull out a fleet before going out to cause trouble!
But time doesn't allow it now, as there are a lot of things to do at this time.

"Hey, Arthur, there are only four of us here, why don't you say anything?"

After silencing Romulus, Ramses turned his attention to Arthur.

"No, I've been saying a lot of weird things lately. I need to sort out my vocabulary and restructure my language system."

Arthur made a rare joke and pointed to his head.

"Hey, every time it's at this time, I feel like the little friend standing next to me is still me."

Ramses, who was walking in the front, sighed, then removed the psychic barrier and pushed open the door in front.

"grown ups!"

Everyone who had been waiting in the conference room stood up.

They are all representatives of various human forces in this galaxy.

With sufficient supplies, the people can still enjoy the celebration and the joy of victory, but these people who carry countless lives must start planning for the future.

Romulus first looked at the mortals on the right. The positions of the bishop and the leader of the Astra Militarum had been replaced.

The bishop had been diligently assisting Romulus with logistical mobilization, but his mortal body could not withstand months of sleepless labor and he collapsed at his workplace.

Kovek, the commander of the Broken Sword, dragged his wounded soldiers and led his troops without hesitation in order to complete the assault order, but was beheaded by Licart as a result.

And this time there were no Space Marines to rescue him.

Romulus was silent. He had memorized the badges of every soldier and had talked with the bishop countless times, but now he didn't even know his name. Kovek was the first person he met when he traveled to this world, and now he died because of his order.

Apart from the professionalism of war, he didn't even know what kind of person Colonel Kovek was. Apart from his ability to mobilize the people, he had no familiarity with the bishop himself.

He turned his calm gaze towards the Space Marines on the other side.

The priest beside Orlando was gone. Romulus remembered that he had not had time to evacuate when he blew up a promethium valve while trying to rescue two trapped teams, and was eventually engulfed in the sea of fire along with the Zerg.

Tiberus's adjutant was replaced by Shar from Akia. Fortunately, he might be able to hear the unique roar of a war dog from one of the dreadnoughts launched by the sharks in the future.

The time travelers all recalled, but most of them could only remember how the other party looked on the battlefield.

The long war seemed to have formed a deep bond between them, but not much seemed to be known about their story.

Romulus felt deeply regretful about this. Even though their souls had returned to the Golden Throne, they were still separated into two worlds.

The dead are like a book that is suddenly burned and they never have the chance to finish reading it.

(End of this chapter)