Warhammer 40k Origins Stellaris Civilization Simulator

The squid roared and charged directly into the enemy camp. The plasma launcher erupted with violent energy, tearing the corrupted mutant into pieces. Isaac took the opportunity to rush to the hatch and pulled the control lever. The huge exhaust gate slowly opened, revealing the dark universe.

"go!"

The squid man leaped up, grabbed Isaac's arm with his tentacles, and flung him into space.

The silent universe swallowed everything. Isaac's body tumbled in weightlessness, feeling pure silence. His goggles indicated he was running low on oxygen, and not far away, the Federation rescue ship was approaching.

He is still alive.

That battleship, that nightmarish hell, also lost its value as the survivors escaped and was submerged in the artillery of the federal warships.

96

Chapter 96: The Wrath of the Wilderness.

"This kind of thing that's been soaking in the rebirth pool isn't meant to wait until the New Year? It seems like it's already over, so we can't be lenient with it."

……

The demons' crazy counterattack caused the Federation to lose many warships and personnel. This loss is simply unacceptable.

Laughing and merrily chanting the name of their master over psychic comms, the demons invite the inhabitants of the Commonwealth to "join his family." Nurgle, god of corruption, ruler of life and death, and of those who wish to neither live nor die.

If you ignore those who have been reduced to organic mucus or poisoned by abnormal reactions caused by uncontrolled bacterial flora in their bodies, their invitation seems quite warm and sincere.

Unfortunately, the current situation turned the smile into a mockery, the invitation into a provocation, and the so-called "the pure is not as good as the mixed", and the other party's sincerity and enthusiasm aroused the boundless anger of the Federation.

They are courting death!

……

The Federation's psychics have already prepared a decisive battle plan. As the focus of the spirit summoning machine is injected with enough energy, the influence of the spirit begins to emerge on the battlefield.

The Mecha-Gods far away in the central star field of the Helka Federation approved the application and gathered their energy to Tal, the Father of the Wilderness.

As the ritual of psychic inspiration was activated, Tal's psychic avatar manifested among the planets of Poseidon Pastoral.

"Hand it over!"

The roar of the Wild Father, like the roar of a tiger, instantly exploded those demons who were complacent about their achievements. Their psychic energy was exiled back to the warp, and the looted souls also returned to the hands of the Wild Father.

The rituals of the Storm Host restored the corrupted Federation ships to their pristine condition, the Federation soldiers injured by the Nurgle plague were healed, and the spirits of those who died on the battlefield were recovered and allowed to rest in peace.

In the state of nine gods united as one, Tal was invincible and reversed the decline in an instant, but his revenge on the corrupt god who desecrated nature had just begun.

……

Poseidon Pastoral, this demon planet was once again surrounded by the Federation's fleet and suffered from the heavy fire of orbital bombardment.

If it were just this, it could still bear it. The psychic influence of the demon world that distorts reality makes it not very afraid of artillery and disintegration beams.

But the Wild Father Tal arrived, personally descending on the surface of the Plague Star, bringing with him the Federation Army, which had been blessed by the Machine God and was immune to psychic corruption.

The God of Nature did not immediately destroy the planet with violent force, but stood quietly on this corrupt land, feeling the torture it had endured for many years.

He could hear the earth and the sea howling, could feel every inch of the ground being eaten away by a twisted disease, tainted at the atomic level by filth. There was no life here, only twisted malice.

Nurgle's influence is so deeply ingrained across the planet that this land no longer belongs to the material world, but a living hell between reality and the warp.

Faced with such a world, Tal did not roar or rage, but gently placed one hand on the ground.

The power of the wilderness has awakened.

Tal's body began to glow, a primal savagery from the most ancient times, more profound than any chaotic force, more permanent than any chronic disease.

In the distant past, not everything decayed; everything had its prime, just as the lignin in plants was once immortal.

Decay is part of the natural system, but only a part; it should not take over and prevent other parts from occurring.

The natural cycle never stops, so the land begins to tremble.

Tal's power spread like ripples, and the soil contaminated by Nurgle began to crack. From those cracks, new life slowly rose.

Green shoots burst through the soil, their roots spreading into the filthy ponds, absorbing the fetid pus and transforming it into clear, sweet rain. The rotten lakes became clear, and the yellow, poisonous fog that filled the sky was blown away by the strong wind, replaced by the breath of new life nourished by rain and dew.

The ocean, which occupies the largest area of the planet, was boiled by the power Tal borrowed from Mannan, turning it into a new primordial soup, and then returning to clarity, and normal life ushered in a great explosion of evolution.

At Thar's feet, the land quickly turned green.

The corrupt forces that have usurped power and claimed to represent everything are dying, and true nature is recovering.

Tarr's power of the wilderness is more than just purification; he gives these newborn natural creatures will, making them his warriors and true guardians of this land.

After the rotten forest was burned, new giant trees sprang up from the ground. The branches of these trees swayed in the strong wind, and their bark was as hard as stone and iron. Their souls were awakening under the guidance of Tal.

The spirit of the wilderness nurtured by spirituality opened its eyes and the tree grew legs.

Their bodies are made up of new branches, roots are like legs and feet, thick trunks become skeletons, and its branches and leaves are like cloaks, fluttering in the wind.

They are not ordinary tree people, but the true embodiment of the wilderness, the natural will of the normal ecosystem, and the counterattack force in this corrupt world.

Not only trees, but also new beasts have awakened. The animal food chain, once extinct due to corruption, has now returned with a new look. The healthy postures of these spirit beasts gleam in the sunlight, and the light of spirituality burns in their eyes.

The wrath and revenge of the wilderness poured out upon the demons.

……

The demons of Nurgle did not sit idly by.

They rushed madly towards these resurrected wild spirits, spraying their filthy weapons into the new nature, trying to pollute the land again.

However, this time, the earth was no longer silent.

The roots of the treants rolled beneath the ground, whipping up Nurgle daemons and tearing them apart. The predators roared and charged into the battlefield, their fangs tearing through rotting flesh and claws ripping through unholy skin.

A huge Nurgle demon swung a rusty giant axe, trying to chop off the treant's torso, but the treant just stared at him coldly.

Afterwards, countless vines sprang out from the ground, completely entangled the demon, dragged it into the ground, and turned it into nutrients in the soil. This is the fate that farmyard manure should have.

The entire planet has become a wilderness battlefield, every inch of land is expelling pollution, every drop of spring water is washing away filth, every tree is marching, and every animal is resisting.

The armies of Nurgle's demons began to disintegrate. They were no longer the overlords, but trapped prey.

The Federation's army cheered as they followed the Wild Spirits' lead and launched a counterattack against the abominations.

Once upon a time, the demons of Nurgle liked to move slowly, watching their enemies fall into despair in the spreading poison and corruption. Now they rush forward like wolves, fearing that if they move too slowly, they will be torn to pieces by the ghost wolves.

The "unkind" natural environment with a normal life cycle system is pressing forward step by step, forcing the Nurgle demons into the last corner.

……

Finally, only one great Daemon of Nurgle remained, a powerful demon known as the Great Unclean One.

As he watched his corrupt army being devoured and his land being purified, he finally realized that this time the enemy could not be revealed to the original truth, nor could they listen to the sincere words of the loving father about so-called true harmony.

He let out a low roar, trying to tear open a larger warp rift and summon more Chaos Daemons, but Tal had already appeared before him.

"You're done."

Tal slowly raised the oak battle staff, or rather a heavy wooden club, in his hand.

This is the weapon of the Father of the Wilderness, symbolizing the primordial and luxuriant rhythm of nature and the cycle of life in its full and vibrant state.

The Great Unclean One roared and rushed towards Tal, brandishing the Plague Sword, trying to cut Tal's metal skin and leave him even a slight wound.

But Tal just calmly swung his club down.

The entire planet trembled at this blow. The concentrated earth, water, fire and wind tore through the body of the Great Unclean One and completely shattered his twisted incarnation.

As the Archdaemon's form crumbled, his soul was banished to the Warp forever. This damage left a painful "mark" on the demon's soul-meme, and it will never be able to return to this star region.

Perhaps its Nurgle grandfather would be unwilling to accept this defeat, or would simply stand by and watch. But regardless, the power of this evil god could not possibly affect the Federation's forces at this moment, because reality and psychic reflections here were subject to the laws of nature of the Helka Federation.

All the mountains and seas bow down to you, and all the evil demons and miasma are eliminated.

……

When the last demon disappeared, the Helka Federation's army began their final mission.

Reality anchors were deployed one by one on the surface of the planet, completely blocking any influence of the warp and freeing the planet from the corruption of Chaos.

This world will never be Nurgle's paradise again. It is no longer a decadent hell, but a new natural world established by the Helka Federation on the Eastern Front.

The wilderness spirits created by Tal became the new guardians of the planet. They traveled through the forests and patrolled the mountains to ensure that the ecosystem here was no longer polluted by external forces. Perhaps after complex transformations, this place could become a new living planet.

The fight for the planet Poseidon Pastoral is over, but the Helka Federation will not stop. This mass of corruption has finally turned into fertilizer, but there is more.

One day, we will burn all the accumulated filth and turn it into a new clean energy source for the inhabitants of the universe to use for heating.

97

Chapter 97: Deep into the Eastern Star Region: Barbarians.

The Federation will eventually meet a cosmic civilization that, like itself, advocates the idea of universal peace and harmony, and test whether its dream is sincere.

But first we have to deal with the old guys in this galaxy.

……

"Fire can burn things to dust, but it can also illuminate and dispel darkness. You should now be the torch of light, bringing peace to this place in the name of the Supreme Good."

Serving the Greater Good, the Tau officers, or "Shasvi" as they are called in their language, march across the battlefield with the teachings of their Ethereal Mentors in mind, clad in Xv25 stealth combat suits.

The flames of war danced in the distance, whether it was the bombardment of Tau Burning Blade units or the relentless advance of the Krieg, no one could tell.

The earth was shaking, the air was filled with the smell of burning metal, the exploded soil was blown up on the battlefield, and dust and blood mist mixed together, covering the once pure atmosphere.

The war had been going on for many days. The Tau Empire's legions advanced with the support of high-tech war machines, while the Kriegs, like cast iron and steel, ruthlessly held their lines in the trenches, never retreating a single step. With their strong defensive positions and endless morale, they completely eroded the Tau's firepower advantage.

This was a battle of wills. The Tau Empire's attack was swift, but the Krieg Legion was like a rock, standing firm despite the storm.

The cause of this battle was not what the Tau would like to admit. The Savage Eldar of this planet had never threatened Tau territory.

They were only drawn into the ruthless war because they shared the same appearance as the Dark Eldar who had offended the Tau, refused to submit to the Greater Good, and happened to be in a key position in the struggle between the Tau and the Empire.

The Tau originally believed that these "Eldali" were weak and alone, not a threat, and would eventually return to the path of Greater Good.

Unfortunately, the Eldar were stubborn and their Ranger troops attacked everywhere, diverting the trouble to others, causing the Imperial Legion to report to the aliens. They also assassinated many high-ranking officials of the Empire and the Tau, causing further hostility between the two sides.

Eventually the area became a war-torn meat grinder, and with the fighting showing signs of escalating, the Ethereal Masters began to worry that the southern reaches of the Tau Empire would be drawn into a larger conflict.

So, Xia Siwei-Bok-an-an-Sem of the Flame Clan, the leader of the stealth mecha unit, was dispatched to land on this planet on the verge of destruction.

Her goal wasn't to confront them head-on, but to sever the fuse of this war, to capture the Eldar Ranger commander, to find a pawn to exchange, and to allow the Tau Empire to negotiate a resolution rather than an endless war of attrition.

She had already fought through heavy fire and lost many of her comrades, so her plan must not fail. Everything was for the Greater Good.

……

Anselm lay quietly at the edge of a broken trench. Her armor had an invisible coating that adjusted its energy reflection, making her silhouette disappear in the gray tones of the battlefield.

The pulse cannon in her hand emitted a faint cold blue light, with the muzzle pointing forward, ready to spew out destructive flames at any time.

A muffled voice came from her communicator: "Target confirmed, the Eldari commander is in the ruins ahead."

She whispered that she already knew, her eyes fixed on the route ahead.

As night falls, the war continues. The Kriegs engage in a bloody battle with the Tau Empire's Burning Blade Legion, and she must capitalize on the chaos to penetrate the Eldar's hidden stronghold, capture their leader, and initiate diplomatic negotiations.

Behind her, several stealth mecha warriors were moving quickly, nimbly avoiding the enemy's possible eyes. Unlike the frontal troops of the Burning Blade Legion, they did not rely on large-scale frontal tactics, but were better at infiltration, assassination and precision strikes.

This mission does not require killing the target, but capturing her alive, the commander of the Eldar Rangers, a shadow wandering on the battlefield, a legendary killer who caused this bloody battle.

They quietly crossed the Krieg Legion's battle line. The infantry wearing gas masks were mechanically launching a counterattack on the Tau Empire's defensive positions. Their flesh and blood turned into charred debris in the bombardment, but their steps remained firm, and they did not know what fear was.

Xia Siwei witnessed all this, but she had no time to think about the brutality and ruthlessness of the Imperials. She led the warriors to continue moving forward, and finally came to the ruins where the Eldar Rangers were hiding.

The Eldar Ranger's base is an abandoned wild Eldar tribal settlement. This was once the home where she grew up, but now only ruined buildings and scattered stone tablets remain.

Multiple scanning signals flashed on Xia Siwei's display screen. Her target was not far away, however, every step she took was full of danger.

Her team began to disperse, cautiously entering the ruins. The night wind blew, and a barely perceptible red light flashed, as the sniper's scope moved through the darkness.

Anselm suddenly turned sideways, and a star-shaped bullet grazed her shoulder armor, bringing up a blue energy spark, but the opponent seemed to be showing off his skills, and the bullet passed by the mecha captain's shoulder and hit one of her comrades, who immediately fell to the ground.

ambush!

She quickly leaped into cover and launched a shield drone. The Eldar Rangers had already detected their presence and began to counterattack.

Her teammates quickly jumped into action, plasma fire pouring out from behind cover, trying to suppress the sniper's vision.

However, the Eldar Rangers were far more mobile than ordinary soldiers, moving like ghosts through the ruins, sometimes hiding, sometimes attacking with uncanny precision. The Tau warriors suffered heavy losses before they were able to force one of the enemy back.

Although she was annoyed, Xia Siwei could not delay this battle. She had to rush to the target's location quickly, otherwise she would be dragged into a war of attrition by the ranger.