Warhammer: Decided to take the route of stars surrounding the warp

It is very rare for a large think tank to travel together with a super heavy tank.

He did not dismantle the deflagration mortar turret and install it on his arm, which was already the greatest respect for the flying blade tank.

Of course, the driver of the Flying Blade Tank is still quite panicked. Don't let me float on you, Big Think Tank. I can't be a means of transportation.

Big Think Tank: Nonsense, wait for my serious legs to come in first.

Last time, the legs of the Great Think Tank self-destructed. Considering that the gate was shorter this time, the Great Think Tank replaced the legs with shorter ones.

How can that be done? My great mentor of the think tank is out, so I don’t have an appointment?

Enke, please bring out all the legs for me, I will choose carefully.

Just like that, after the great think tank walked into the gate of the webway, he swung his legs, sprayed out his fart force, and floated in the sky.

The transport trucks behind began to transport various heretical and creative mechanical feet, one by one, forming two rows.

The knight mecha on the side became visibly violent, and even the oldest knight pilot felt that what appeared in front of him was definitely a heretic.

The big think tank didn't care and even started to pick and choose.

This leg is too ugly, don’t want it.

Tech Sergeant: Great Thinker, that's a backup of the original leg.

Big Think Tank: Are you questioning me?

Techmarine: The xenos will die for the Emperor. (slams the accelerator)

The Flying Blade super-heavy tank rushed out at once, and Bai Scar was confused for a moment.

......

The great think tank was picking and choosing, but no one dared to rush him. The firepower density in the front began to become obviously sparse. The Eldar Titans rushed into the knights' line. They didn't know that the Dimensional Spider Bishop's operation had failed. There were still people on the battlefield. Many dimensional spiders flicker.

The Phantom Titan immediately jumped behind our line and crushed a light tank with one foot.

At this moment, the new thigh of the Great Think Tank was installed. The moment it was connected, the Great Think Tank's violent psychic energy enveloped itself.

The Phantom Titan stared hard at the flying blade tank heading towards him. It felt a fatal threat from the terrifying adamantine beast.

It was when he focused most of his attention on the front that the subspace behind was ruthlessly torn apart.

"What's your price range? Are you standing here?"

The irregular trembling of the spirit bones alerted the enemy, and the Phantom Titan used the fastest reaction to dodge out. However, the attack range of the Space Manta Ray's ion breath was too great.

Visible to the naked eye, the Eldar Titan rushed out of a blazing "ion mass", half of its body was burned to pieces, like an orphan piece of Longquan celadon with ice cracks, and its smooth spiritual bones were covered with looming cracks.

Before he could turn around, the dark matter railgun shot out from the ion cluster, slamming into it with dense destructive force.

After detecting the dark matter strike, the Eldar Titan even shouted over the communication channel, "I am a friendly force, stop firing."

It rolled and crawled and jumped behind a patrol knight mecha.

The Ranger Knight mecha reacted very quickly. When he saw a Titan flying overhead, he immediately turned around, almost halfway through the action.

This allowed it to save its life, and the weapons on its sides withstood the Eldar Titan's slashes. To be precise, it was killed by the explosion.

The shocking power knife sank into the energy ball of the plasma killer that had been blessed for countless years, triggering a huge plasma explosion.

The enemy originally wanted to use this knight mecha as a shield, but now they have to retreat.

It swapped places with a Revenant Titan and began to return to its home front.

There is a price to pay for rushing into our formation.

After the initial chaos, the well-trained tank crew immediately launched a counterattack. The biggest feature of the Roscoe ground sweeper is that the main gun is far away but low in power, and the secondary gun is close and powerful.

Under the coordination of the Iron Warriors, the tank team formed a dense firepower network to block the opponent's retreat route.

The Revenant Titans were hit by several plasma cannons in a row. Most of the Eldar Titans had no shields and used twisted holographic stances to hide their actual positions.

But the firepower network formed by the Iron Warriors is more sophisticated than ordinary ones. They will shoot in directions where there are no enemies, just to prevent the opponent from moving towards that area.

Soon, his true body was revealed, and a vague outline could be seen.

The Great Thinker used psychic strikes to illuminate the location of its true form.

The Revenant Titan destroyed a Roscoe Ground Sweeper with one strike, then stepped heavily on another tank, activated its jump jet at full power, and jumped into the air.

Two missiles flew towards it, and its movements were so graceful that it twisted its body like a dancer. One missile flew past its shoulder, and the other flew against the side of its thigh.

The big think tank thinks that the other party is sick. He has no shield or heavy armor, but he dares to use maneuvers to avoid missiles. I wonder if I can control the missile explosion?

The second missile exploded in the air. It was definitely not as powerful as a direct hit, but it also caused some interference.

In the communication channel, hymns praising the God of All Machines and voices reporting coordinates were mixed together. The heavy artillery force took the opportunity to complete the rotation of the turret, and countless artillery fire covered the area.

"They have war wizards guiding the dead titans. It's strange, why don't they attack?"

The Revenant Titan attacked as far as thirty kilometers away from the gate of the Webway.

They no longer charged forward, and only a few Eldar Titans moved forward to cover the dimensional spiders.

"The enemy cannot stay away from an area of ​​your own."

While talking, a Titan took advantage of the chaos and rushed towards the big think tank. They also attacked in groups of three. This was the last one.

The sonic wave gun destroyed the surrounding light armored troops in one stroke, and was surprisingly effective against the Kruger monster blocking the road. The flesh and blood turned into pus, flowing all over the ground.

It rushed towards the big think tank from the side.

The Silent Killer slowly turned the turret.

The heir of the Iron Hand chanted louder and louder, and the movements of his hands did not stop, detonating the mortars and already in place.

Red light.

In the eyes of the people around, it is just a dull red light, not even lethal. To outsiders, it looks like a bright red straight line.

Not dazzling.

Because the energy is focused together.

The condition of this deflagration mortar was unexpectedly good. The spirit of the machine, which had been blessed for ten thousand years, completely woke up at this moment, and the flying blades were roaring.

The awakened beast opened its eyes.

In the Great Expedition, those who could see this tank were the most powerful super alien forces.

Kneel down.

The Titan that was hit disappeared, completely.

The holographic image of the Eldar Titan collapsed in the scorching energy.

The bird servant was so seriously disturbed by the holographic stance that the Primaris warriors' visual inspection had no effect.

Unless you are very close, you cannot visually see your opponent.

finished? No, it's still early!

The machine soul is happy!

The spitting time of the mortar was exceptionally long, and the terrifying deflagration rays continued.

At the moment when the holographic projection position was shattered, the Great Thinker's psychic energy immediately locked onto the opponent's position, and he used his teleportation ability on the Flying Blade Tank.

A detonating mortar suddenly appeared in front of the Eldar Titan.

The ray brings a high temperature that melts everything. It is my fiery heart. The Emperor's punishment is unstoppable!

.......

The half attack lasted only a short time, but a big hole still appeared in the Eldar Titan's chest.

A huge, flaming hole.

Black and red intertwined, alternately occupying the main colors of the cave entrance, the spiritual bones trembled and collapsed, and the essence of the subspace began to dissipate.

Its movement stopped and it slowly fell.

A rocket followed, followed by more artillery fire. Whether or not the Blade Tank's blow defeated the Titan, it was definitely dead now.

The Great Thinker's psychic energy was exhausted and he could no longer use psychic spells, but there was a row of enemy Titans standing in front of him.

That's fake.

They observed it for a while and then retreated.

The heavy mortar on the back of the big think tank fired many types of shells. As long as I am primitive enough, you can't interfere with my flight path.

Gravity particles were blown away by energy waves, and annihilation bombs and singularity generators collided and annihilated each other, like two Eldar races merging.

The knights were dumbfounded. The defense line was held, and Yifeng gathered the information and prepared to launch the next all-out attack.

......

The Eldar war wizards could no longer hold on. They had exhausted their strength. While suppressing the riot below, they were also guiding the dead titans. Their spiritual energy was about to be exhausted.

"High Priest, we have no choice, let's make peace with humanity."

"Bastard, what do you think of the glory of the Eldar? Can our resting place allow those despicable low-level animals to come in?"

"We may not have a choice."

The fierce quarrel finally broke out, and the Eldar of this tribe could not bear the continuous war and the hidden dangers that might break out at any time.

"Let's rush again and close the gate of the Webway. We can't count on that passage. Let's... let's blow up the wall."

"No," the high priest finally spoke, "It is absolutely impossible to blow open the wall. I would rather negotiate with humans. Once again, the enemy of all races is subspace, followed by race."

"If only those idiots could understand that."

The tense atmosphere in the conference room was completely broken by a shout, "High Priest!!! The war witch leader said that he can't last three days."

The spirit clansmen were silent, and their thousands of words could only turn into a sigh.

"I received no prophecies."

All the Eldar have dispersed. Some are determined to protect the resting place of their ancestors with all their strength, some are determined to break out and have wandered around the world as pirates since then, some are preparing to blow up the wall, and some are starting to carry out their own forbidden plans... .

In the cage, countless demons are roaring. They have broken through two seals, and the last seal is crumbling.

Once upon a time, a group of spirits raised an idea: Are demons the power of evil gods? Does permanently sealing the devil mean that the evil god has lost its power forever?

The Eldar have enough technology to attempt this, but unfortunately they don't have enough power anymore.

This group of Eldar captured many Daemons, which was very dangerous. The Eldar warriors suffered heavy casualties in the Warp but succeeded in capturing many powerful Daemons.

Weakened, they found a webway gate and built a stronghold behind it to imprison the daemons.

This is a world within the Webway. Outside this pure circle stronghold is not the subspace, but the larger world of the Webway.

It is a cage and therefore built very strongly.

They decided to wait and recuperate in the stronghold until the number of warriors returned to their peak before going out to capture demons again.

As long as they continue to capture him, one day the evil god's power will be completely weakened, and even the remaining Eldar gods will be able to defeat him.

Not many Eldar support this plan, but there are brave men who try it.

This is a long plan, but accidents will always happen. As long as the time scale is long enough, accidents will definitely happen, no matter how small the chance of it happening.

For example, now, I don’t know when, the seal has been loosened. Yes, after so many years, it’s time to loosen. The demons are waiting for an opportunity.

When a new era of hunting came, groups of warriors restored their numbers and prepared to rush out of the webway to capture demons again. When they opened the door, they found that the originally desolate world had turned into a planet of knights.

The demon took this opportunity to launch a riot, and the war witches were forced to guard their place.

Damn it, as long as the war witches can attack, who of these little knights is qualified to block the attack of the war witch titan?

Now, the high priest is walking a tightrope with every decision he makes, and if he makes one mistake, he will fall into the abyss forever.

"We need to guide the direction of the demon's attack so that humans can fight with them." The high priest looked around, and there were only a few loyal ones.

"I need a strong force to defend our homeland, and a force to lurk at the gate of the webway. You must close the gate of the webway when the demonic forces can fight to the death with the human forces that rush in. "

The high priest paused, feeling that this was impossible, and hoped that the prophecy could help her. "Even if one more human is brought in, we will suffer more losses. Do you understand?"

"But, High Priest, what about those compatriots who left?"

"The moment they leave, they are no longer our compatriots, or in other words, they have long wanted to leave."

Not every Eldar has the guts to rush into the Warp to capture daemons, but they refuse to do so in only two ways, defeat the High Priest, or leave.

The current situation just gave them a new reason to want to leave.

"Gods bless Ada."

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The Adeptus Mechanicus envoy hurriedly arrived on the Macragge's Glory, and after a series of identity confirmations, they finally met the great Regent.

This matter should be brought to the Inquisition, but after Guilliman returned, it was useless to go to the Inquisition. The question of whether a full battle group was loyal or not was ultimately decided by Guilliman.

He was about to meet the great regent with the strange Centurion uniform information and the list of heavy losses of the Mechanicus.

Excited heart, trembling hands, Omnisiah's only descendant walking on earth, what an honor this is!

A soldier of the Honor Guard led him forward. The veteran's hand was always on the hilt of his sword, and he could quickly react to any abnormal movement.

Passing through the busy battleship corridor, the mortal political commissars hurried around gradually turned into senior secretaries and Astartes. As he moved forward, there were fewer and fewer people, and their positions became higher and higher.

The priests of the Mechanicus were so frightened that they did not dare to take another look.

Some people don't exist, you know.

It was not until he was approaching the regent's office area that the surroundings finally became quiet.

For the Astartes act silently if they wish.

"I have to repeat the regulations, the responsibilities."

The priest's steps slowed down, and he stood there, staring blankly at the door in front of him. That door was so splendid that even the most favored glory decorations of the Ultramarines could not compare with it. Glorious, sacred, and inviolable.

The most important thing is that standing at the door is an anti-psychic adamantine warrior. The blue paint tells the story of responsibility, and the unique emblem of the Ultramarines shines brightly.

There he is, like a door god, eternal and motionless.

With a clang, the sword was unsheathed.

"Priest, you have violated the regulations. I have already emphasized that nothing here should be recorded." The blade of the veteran of the Honor Guard came first. The priest's automatic defense shield had not yet been fully deployed, and the blade was already on his head.

"Calm down, I don't mean to offend, but what I want to report is the information about this type of Centurion uniform. This is... one of the evidences."

"If you say that the reason for a war group's rebellion is to own this battle uniform, then you can go back. The Regent has issued an order to distribute the battle uniforms to certain war groups."

"What if the whole group is wearing it?"

??

"Come in." Guilliman's loud voice came from behind the door. His voice was calm, but the veteran still noticed something from the slightly faster speaking speed.

"Delete the record and go in."

The veteran did not take back the war blade, but held it in his hand, ready to fight at any time.

The priest spent a short time, taking a few steps forward, and forced the use of calming procedures to clean up the extremely confusing emotional garbled code.

.....

Guilliman listened carefully to the priest's narration and watched on the holographic screen as teams of anti-psionic adamantine warriors easily defeated the Skitarii and rampaged inside the battleship.

The Forge World was very aggrieved. They really didn't do anything, so they went to the Knight World under their command. They were beaten black and blue, and suffered heavy losses. Only when Chaos invaded did the two sides work together to stop the fight. However, they also deliberately destroyed many of our facilities in the name of war.

"They must have rebelled. That's for sure, sir. We didn't do any disloyalty. Even they didn't give any evidence. They just jumped to help our ship for no reason..."

The priest then began to "cite scriptures" and began to list a series of shocking punishments based on the previous judgments of the Inquisition after the imperial troops had committed such acts.

The regent listened attentively.

Guilliman's expression was serious, as if he was really hearing the news of a chapter's rebellion.

Alpharius smiled inwardly.

Good boy, all your warriors are fully armored. What does that mean? It means that your productivity is more than enough. You just dismissed me with a few hundred pairs of adamantine armors? Not possible this time.

When the priest's "tearful" performance ended, Guilliman listened carefully and called the veterans of the Ever Victorious Army face to face to contact his "own intelligence system" to check the information, comfort the priest and let him go back to rest, and he would get a reply soon.

The next day, the priest received a notice telling him not to panic. The Imperial Guard had gone to investigate the situation.

The priest was very excited and begged to go back with him, but the news from Guilliman told him to calm down and wait until the truth was found out. He would lead the counter-rebellion troops to kill the traitors together, "even more majestic."

A few days later, Guilliman informed the priest that this time, there was a reason for the incident. The Imperial Guard had investigated the cause and effect. This was indeed a misunderstanding. Your forging world had indeed suffered an unreasonable disaster. For this reason, the Empire decided to reduce your expected output value and start a hundred years later. We will increase material support for you internally to help you restore production capacity.

After saying this, the priest was asked to go back with a veteran of the Ever Victorious Army, and there were many transport ships accompanying him.

The priest was a little disappointed that the Red Torrent was not punished, but he did not dare to say anything about the decision-making of the Imperial Army and the Primarch. Fortunately, there were still so many transport ships, which must have been filled with compensation supplies.

Don't ask, it's confidential.

With his head full of questions, the priest set off back to the forging world.

As for the original body... I simply contacted the winner, and the winner said it was no problem, so it was no problem.

Why did Yifeng attack the Mechanicus? Guilliman couldn't understand, but Alpharius soon understood. Wasn't this just taking advantage of the chaos to lurk and seize power? I do this all the time.

Why does this guy want to seize the Mechanicus?

The designation is to expand production.

He ordered the Empire to give supplies to the Forge World, was that for the Adeptus Mechanicus? Those are production resources for Yifeng.

He sent the accompanying transport ships, but they were all empty, to ask Yifeng to "request" resources.

A fully armored warband? When he is full of armor, he will definitely have inventory, not more than a few thousand pairs of fine gold armor, is it reasonable? I have to empty the warehouse for you.

This time attacks the Forge World, causing productivity to drop so much. I don’t care, the expeditionary force is going to be defeated~~Our supplies are out~~~Thousands of pairs of adamantine armors can’t soothe my wounded heart~~

Guilliman was not sure whether Yifeng's "secret infiltration" failed this time, or whether he was openly informing him. He didn't think the red torrent really wanted to block a world. The priest would be able to rush out and see him if he had a chance. he.

At the same time, another piece of news was also brought to Yifeng.

When the Tyranids were defeated and the Ten Chapters obtained their home planet, Guilliman ordered that the Ten Chapters be exempted from the century-old gene seed tax in order to quickly replenish their ranks. At a glance, time was almost up.

In recognition of the heroic sacrifices and indomitable defense spirit of the Ten Chapters in the fight against the Fourth Legion's invasion of the Obscure Star Territory, we announce that they will be exempted from the gene seed tax for another hundred years, starting from the day the order is issued.

It took about forty years for the award to be given. This time was fast or slow. It was much faster than the hundred years before the original body returned, and it was a little less efficient than Guilliman's return.

After talking to Yifeng that year, Guilliman would not let the empire interfere too much with the other party, so the most critical thing was the following sentence, "The calculation starts from the day the order is issued." The tax holiday was abruptly increased to two hundred years.

Next, it depends on your sincerity, Yifeng.