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

Yifeng hid in a "whoosh", and sure enough, before dawn, he could see the real life of the people at the bottom.

At the same time, Yifeng is also curious, are there any real lower class people in Atris?

The sky is dark blue, the sun has not yet risen, and the trail looks dark and difficult to walk.

The grandfather and grandson were walking slowly. The old man was wearing very simple clothes. The local gray plant fiber woven clothes were not very comfortable, but they were very wear-resistant.

Children are better clothed. In the past, they might have been at the middle level, and their clothes and shoes were mostly waterproof.

The two of them were walking on the road, and there were some trees around them. The leaves were gloomy, as if an innocent ghost would float out at any time.

The child was not afraid at all and apparently walked this path often.

Ahead is a fork in the road, with old road signs hanging on metal pillars that are about to rust. On the left is a statue garden dedicated to the Emperor and the Heroes of Atris, and on the right is the main road.

We can see that a simple "pilgrimage vehicle" is deployed at the intersection. As long as you invest a little money, you can take the vehicle and pass through the "sacred, solid, and completely enclosed by four walls without leaving a door" statue garden.

"I'm not going there, there's nothing there." The child's voice was crisp, clearer than the birdsong in the early morning.

"There is nothing there because the holy statue of Lord Yifeng is guarding there. Let me tell you, if it weren't for Lord Yifeng, there would be ferocious monsters and aliens everywhere, and I don't know how I would die."

"That was before, but now we have nothing. What should we give him for? Will he receive it? We might as well save the money to buy tributes. If we really want to give it, we can give it to him when he comes back next time."

Yifeng's story has appeared thousands of times in children's bedtime stories, and he can even recite it!

"What are you talking about? Can Lord Yifeng accept our old and dirty money? This is dirtying his hands." The old man pretended to fight, but the child walked around behind him, ran several steps, and walked to the main road. on that small road.

"He even received a robe sewn with rags, and he might have sewed our money on it too."

"I've said it so many times, it's called Bainapao. That's what the people on the planet want." The old man was so angry that his beard twitched.

"We are also people, why don't you accept mine? But these tributes are heavy and useless, so you might as well eat them yourself."

The old man really wanted to hit him, so the child skillfully took out "Yifeng's Quotations Lite" from his chest pocket, opened it casually, and hit it on the head. His movements were so skillful that he was obviously a habitual offender.

Wherever the old man waved his hand, he pushed the book.

After a stalemate for a while, the old man muttered "Forgive me, forgive me..." while walking towards the statue. As he walked, the badge hanging on his waist was exposed from the gap in his clothes. It seemed that he was an employee of the reservoir fishery. Now should be the time to feed the fish. Feed the fish at this time to make it grow faster.

The child climbed up the tree in a hurry, and through the gaps in the leaves, he watched the old man pick at the money and take out a few coins from his pocket.

He took out a food bar from his pocket.

Yifeng has seen this kind of food, and in his impression, it is a relatively good breakfast, at least the color, flavor and taste account for the latter two.

He was very satisfied, at least it proved that the Atreans lived like one person.

Yifeng quietly changed his position and walked to the fishing ground in advance under the cover of boulders.

He wanted to see how hard ordinary people worked.

Below is a huge fishing ground. It is pitch black underwater, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning has not yet penetrated the deep lake bottom. Three thousand silver threads swayed from the water, and white light swirled on the tip of the surging microwaves, leaping toward the endless starry sky.

The sky is being eroded, and the surging sunlight in the distant clouds is eroding the territory of the stars. The bright starlight firmly occupies half of the sky, blocking the arrival of the scorching sun above the clouds.

The sky is a battlefield of light.

The thin water surface separates the eternal abyss from the clear sky and the vastness of the earth, just like the curtain of reality.

Light shines into the lake countless times, and a big fish rushes out of the lake. The boundaries of beauty are destroyed. It struggles in the sky, trying to defeat the obstacles of light. Gravity pulls it, and the laws of nature drag it back into the abyss. .

Yifeng was neither happy nor sad, standing on the cliff, waiting for the footsteps to approach in the distance. Everything was so natural. He was like the golden statue standing in the statue garden, standing on the cliff and staring into the distance.

The war of light is still going on. The sun is about to break through the clouds and enter the realm of stars. The stars are being defeated step by step. The endless darkness that nourishes the stars hides itself. Even in Yifeng's extraordinary eyesight, the stars in the sky are still invisible. gradually disappearing.

"Xingguang failed again." Yifeng muttered to himself, but this time, he was wrong.

A white rainbow tore open the night sky, and the sky was full of light.

In the clouds in the west, a pale sun appeared out of thin air. Its brilliance suppressed the newborn sun. The entire sky was reflected in a pale color. The light surged like the lake water. The lake water rolled like the sky. The whole world was pale. It was shrouded in light and it was impossible to distinguish up, down, left and right.

Yifeng briefly lost his vision. Relying on his memory, he closed his adamantine eyelids, turned on the holographic simulation and ran back.

"People's Light, answer me, is there an enemy invasion?"

There is only noise on the communication channel.

A few seconds later, Yifeng looked up and suddenly discovered that the pale sun was the flagship.

A stream of light penetrated the flagship, breaking through the conventional cover and physical shields in an instant. The People's Light's powerful shield system was overloaded in an instant, and an extremely bright energy scattering broke out at the moment of collapse.

The last psychic shield blocked the unknown enemy's attack, but it did not restrict the enemy.

The stream of light jumped on the People's Light wrapped in a psychic shield, constantly changing positions to impact the flagship. Its speed was so fast that ordinary people could only see a ball of light, and the enemy quickly hit the People's Light. The psychic shield in each area is created into a psychic light ball.

"People's Light, if you hear it, please answer! People's Light, if you hear it, please answer!" Yifeng's frantic shouting went unanswered, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

No enemy can destroy the People's Light, no one! I have fought against the Necrons. In the real world, even if the evil god himself takes action, the Khorne army cannot take down the Phalanx, let alone take down the flagship. Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Yifeng was shouting crazily in his heart. The heavy fine gold armor restrained his body. He had to go back quickly, faster, faster!

Suddenly, Yifeng's figure froze, and his aquila-shaped fine gold eyelids automatically popped open.

The light went out, all the light on the earth and in the sky disappeared, and darkness occupied the sky again.

Looking up, the area where the People's Light is located is dark and pure.

Yifeng closed his eyes, the hormones in his body were raging, repairing the injured eyes, and his vision was returning. He saw dots of red light flashing in the sky.

The People's Light is burning, and the huge gap is shocking. Even from the planet, you can clearly see the fire coming out of it. The space station has fallen, and countless metal fragments are cutting through the thin air of the atmosphere and returning to the embrace of Atris.

The spaceport was cut irregularly into several metal strips. No ship could escape the powerful offensive. The end was coming.

The flagship's psychic shield also shattered. The spherical area surrounding the huge ship's body seemed to shatter into powder, and the subspace beam penetrated.

Yifeng realized one thing. The People's Light was destroyed from the inside.

The entire ship sank into the subspace, and a huge reality hole hung over Atris, like a demon's eye staring at this ancient land.

"Damn it, answer me, no matter who it is!" Yifeng was running, every ounce of flesh and blood in his body making an overwhelmed cry.

The foundation defense opened fire, and the void shield of the hive city lit up immediately. The giant foundation cannon roared, smashing the space station falling in the sky to pieces.

A piece of debris with a diameter of several hundred meters hit the hive city. An aerial missile took off with a cold white ion tail flame. Violent explosions spread across every inch of the sky. However, the shock wave caused by this missile enveloped several people. Hundreds of fragments, large and small, were coming towards this direction.

He saw Yifeng running wildly, and saw the old man pulling the child and running away with all his strength.

The flames are coming, and the sky is filled with huge metal blocks. The sophisticated electronic components are vaporized under the heat of the atmosphere. The black smoke is their last cry. Death is waving to the Atreans.

The child was running hard, and he vaguely saw a golden giant appearing in front of him, and then...

A fragment penetrated his body.

Torn apart.

The flying earth and rocks penetrated the flesh and blood on the old man's thigh.

He didn't realize it.

The old man was still running, his steps were messy, but he used all his strength every time he stepped on the ground.

"My dear grandson, run quickly, you will be safe soon, hoo~ my dear grandson..." The old man's eyes were looking upward, where countless flaming meteors were falling. His eyes were looking around, and the firelight was shining in the gaps between the trees. The child's hand was squeezed out of shape, and he squeezed the child's hand harder.

Only one arm.

When adrenaline is surging, ordinary people have no idea about the use of pain and force.

He saw a huge, golden giant running towards him.

"Don't block the road! Danger!"

The old man shouted, but before he finished speaking, Yifeng threw him down.

Various meteorites fell. Yifeng hugged the old man and jumped into a crater. The ground was scorching hot, but Yifeng had no other choice. He protected the old man on his left side and swung the undead sword in his right hand. A sword split the flying boulder.

More earth and rocks are flying from all directions, and the shock wave caused by the meteorite's impact is completely shattering the land.

The old man left, and Yifeng felt a burst of sadness in his heart. He looked just like the old man now.

His heart stopped and he couldn't last more than a few seconds by Yifeng's side. He was too old and could no longer bear the oppression from his soul like young people.

Yifeng put him down and let him sleep in this crater.

The golden giant began to charge again, advancing towards the nest city, rushing through the trees burning with fire, stepping over the broken stones, the fine gold armor trampled the soil again and again, and everything rolled up by the strong wind, he He couldn't see clearly, he couldn't see the road ahead, he couldn't see the sky red with flames and shells.

The subspace hole that was torn open by the psychic shield explosion and emergency jump was emitting a strange light. A vortex appeared, colorful and dazzling, and then black clouds covered everything.

It started to rain.

The rain of darkness, the rain of the gods of chaos, the rain of demons.

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"Guardians, I need your help. There is a demon invasion. There is a huge subspace hole directly above the Atris No. 1 nest three hundred kilometers north."

General Political Commissar Atris, the Primaris Space Marine put down the communicator, immediately notified the Astropath to send out a distress signal, and went to put on the Mark X power armor himself.

In the bunker beneath the Atris Icefield, three guardians wearing fine gold armor took one last look at the biological organ production line and resolutely destroyed the entire production line.

We will not use biological organs produced in demonic-invaded worlds.

But when they walked out of this world, the flying demons that covered the sky and the sun had begun to attack human strongholds.

The hive city was in order and on full combat alert. Workers were just preparing to go to work early in the morning. When they walked to the factory, the door was closed. The factory director declared a state of war. The first thing all workers had to do was to modify the factory machine tools. into a mode of making weapons.

The remaining residents were ordered to stay at home. Military security teams and self-armed forces quickly went door-to-door to evacuate people and led them into strong shelters. The planetary defense forces began to demolish obstructive walls in the city and raise bunker facilities. Build a line of defense.

The political commissar worked very quickly and assembled the standing army. The only good thing is that the Planetary Defense Force has completed this round of elite selection. These people have been gathered together and are about to join the Atris Imperial Army and fight with Lian Leiluo. starry sky.

These people haven't left yet.

Different from the strict and orderly state of emergency in the hive city, the city stronghold outside was attacked almost suddenly, and demons fell directly from the sky and landed on people's heads.

Mortals shouted: "Alien invasion!" while being mercilessly slaughtered by demons.

The warriors who had just woken up could only grab whatever they could to face the demon's grotesque twisted postures and strange weapons.

Tzeentch finally seized the opportunity. A rare opportunity in a thousand years, Tzeentch seized this opportunity.

He never takes action personally. There are all kinds of demons falling in the big hole in the subspace. Countless demons rush out of the big hole, forgetting to fight with each other for a while.

Tzeentch's evil magic is so perfect that the demons wandering endlessly in the subspace learn everything here due to various "accidents".

The revenge of the gods came so quickly, and the record of each stroke was so complete, that the first one to take action was not Khorne, the vanguard that Tzeentch had never dealt with.

Vashtor's demonic forces immediately joined the fray.

This demigod transformed into a soul furnace, with soul flames and churning molten metal constantly emerging from his body. His dark body was filled with firelight and flying cables.

He held up a scale in his hand, which was transformed from metal to hold the demon to death on this holy object of chaos. Everything would be converted into soul value on this scale.

Vashtor slowly placed a scroll of human skin on the scale. Everything that Yifeng had destroyed was written on it one by one. The devil prince did not dare to look at this scroll easily. The power of the soul is too huge, and every glance will cause its metal power to riot.

Yifeng destroyed too many things back then.

The scale sank to one side, and Vashtor slowly turned around. Through the large hole in front of him, the other side of the scale was aimed at the world of Atris behind the hole.

The scales moved strangely and slowly returned to balance.

The God of Contract began to act, and the scroll of human skin suddenly shattered and turned into millions of streams of light that sank into the bodies of countless roaring demons.

Countless machines were stitched into those demons. Every crazy babble of the Dark Mechanicus created them, and every thought was respectfully offered to the gods of the Dark Mechanicus.

The soul steam rioted in the furnace. Vashtor pulled the air plug, and the steam screamed out of the vent. The army of mechanical demons squeezed away the demons coming from all time and space, and rushed into the big hole.

......

The stronghold is still fighting.

Although they suffered heavy losses, they were close to the hive. Those ancient facilities had not been used for hundreds of years, but the permanent Mechanicus personnel successfully awakened the machine spirits of the defensive forts. These were the first defenses rebuilt after the green skin invasion. The point was originally located in the desolate far land, but now it is on the edge of the hive.

The demons killed many mortals who had no time to react. Fortunately, the heroic political commissar rushed into the crowd of demons with a bomb. A huge roar blew down the gate entering the stronghold, allowing the soldiers to obtain weapons. time.

The logging gun tore apart one demon after another, and the enemies seemed endless.

The moment mortals see a demon, their death is doomed.

The gunner fired numbly, staring at every enemy who was about to climb up the outer wall of the stronghold. On his side, the plasma gun was killing seemingly powerful demons. Well, it could only be seen.

The gunman didn't realize that his palm had become one with the logging gun. He stared at each of the demons under Vashtor's command, and steam began to emit from his trembling body.

The huge cannonball flying out of the hive fell near the stronghold, and the demon's "corpse" was swept in front of the gunman. The huge body blocked the muzzle of the gun, and the rift of subspace exile unfolded before his eyes. He went crazy. Living, twitching.

The loader stuck his arm on the bullet chain, and the bullets from the logging gun were scarlet and translucent, sinking into the demon's body.

He kept shooting and never stopped. His only obsession was to shoot, keep shooting!

The second round of fire cover arrived, the Adeptus Mechanicus awakened more machine spirits, and most of the hive's defenses had been activated.

The gunmen continued to fire, although after this time only scattered demons continued to advance.

A bit of golden light broke through the darkness and appeared from the end of the horizon. The demon engine built by the Lord of the Forge's strong curiosity and desire for creativity roared up to meet it, and was split open without exception.

The gunman turned the gun, and the golden light was so hot and dazzling. Enemy, I will block your way.

Yifeng didn't pay attention to him. The flying bullets automatically lost the blessing of the evil power of chaos when they got closer, and turned into pieces of flesh and blood, falling on the ground.

Atris's land, which had been green and grassy just an hour ago, had now turned black.

Wherever the demon walked, the fine sand turned into fine sand under his feet, and the flames of his soul burned. Every time the demon in the sky swooped down, there would be a harsh sound of the mechanical axle breaking.

Yifeng keeps moving forward, making unstoppable progress, and the Key of Herek has banished hundreds of demons. The weak ones couldn't even resist being trampled, but the strong ones were as huge as titans, and Yifeng had to avoid them.

A burst of blue soul flames spurted out, and in Yifeng's mind there were countless mortal sacrifices that fell into the furnace and howled. They invaded along every inch of the gap, and bumped into the hard will, which was as hard as fine gold and like stars. So hot.

"I will tear you apart." Yifeng's fist fell on the fuel tank of the flamethrower, and the leaked gas was absorbed by the anti-psionic power. The demon wailed, and the equipment on his body was separated from the flesh and blood. melt.

There is a tank ahead, if the black slime connecting the barrel and the gold-plated bone barrel can work properly.

A metal cannonball exploded next to Yifeng. Yifeng almost failed to grasp the Key of Herek because the opponent's cannonball was actually physical.

The soul engine turned and the mechanical shaft creaked. The tank began to accelerate towards Yifeng. The flesh and blood on the front deck was brutally cut open, the sharp black blade pierced out, and the bone-white barrel shattered into five streaks. Sharp spear.

The demon impact engine ran at full speed and rushed towards Yifeng.

On the tank, a humanoid demon jumped on top, with five heads hanging on several metal expansion strips spread out on its back.

It looks like it's carrying a clothes drying rack.

The bones of the skull suddenly opened its mouth, the metal shone and flashed, and a laser beam was ejected from the mouth.

Yifeng covered his eyes with his arms, silently counted two numbers, and jumped up. The jump was not high, but it still crossed the front armor of the tank.

The huge adamantine foot crushed the spear cluster with one kick.

At this time, Yifeng discovered that the demon standing on top of the tank was holding a scepter in his hand. It looked like a small furnace with a faint orange light emitting from it.

Just taking a glance, Yifeng felt his eyes extremely hot.

"Then what's the price?"

The orange light turned into dense lightning as it escaped outside the furnace.

The adamantine armor crackled, the mechanical structure on the demon's body was falling off, and the gears fell to the ground.

The stick fell straight down.

"Is there anyone on the communication channel!!!"

The giant adamantine hand grasped the top of the scepter, and the miniature furnace was held in Yifeng's palm.

The sound of shattering was so faint, but it reached every demon's ears clearly. The staff-wielding demon wanted to retreat at this moment, but the skull laser cannon hanging above his head suddenly exploded and turned into a psychic shock.

But the more turbulent spiritual energy destroyed him. When the furnace was broken, the orange flames turned into the revenge of the soul. While staying away from Yifeng, it also swallowed up the demon who was overestimated.

Looking around, there are nothing but demons, but demons, endless and completely surrounded.

The hive city in the distance was still lit.