Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

"It's time to serve Nurgle." Typhon sighed as he clenched the scythe in his hand.

"My lord, we have always been loyal warriors of Nurgle." said a servant who was accompanying him.

"But it's not enough!" As the swarm of flies poured out from the nest behind Typhons, a thick fog composed of black and green insects instantly enveloped the surroundings. Then, accompanied by the sounds of the flies sucking and biting, and the dying screams of the Death Guards, a group of servants turned into minced meat and blood plasma, and were then absorbed by the swarm of flies released by Typhons.

After the absorption, the swarm of flies became larger, more sensitive and ferocious. Its red compound eyes looked around, searching for possible prey. The buzzing sound of its flapping wings emitted a terrifying resonance, like a big bell ringing in the closed cabin.

"Go, find these guys for me!" Typhons waved his scythe, and the swarm of insects spread out in all directions. They madly corroded and attacked everything around them, and their keen sense of smell searched for the breath of psychic energy in the void. A moment later, a group of flies flew rapidly to a corner of the darkness, and then a shining knife light flashed across, and psychic lightning jumped in the void, blasting this group of disgusting Nurgle creations into ashes.

"You finally show up, you despicable one in the darkness." Typhon picked up the sickle and walked quickly towards the target.

"You are an excommunicated traitor who betrayed your race and civilization. Even your death cannot wash away your sins." Sharokin walked out of the shadows, holding two swords and standing opposite Typhon.

"The Raven Herald? The sharpest blade of the Raven Guard?" When Typhon saw the iconic twin swords and the legion mark on the opponent's power armor, his eyes instantly shrank into needle-like shapes, foreshadowing danger.

In response, Sharokin launched a lightning-fast attack. Two master-level power swords, encapsulated in Sharokin's psychic energy, swung with each blow, sending ripples of psychic energy sweeping across. Typhons raised his scythe to hastily parry the attack. Swarms of flies once again erupted from the nest behind him, swarming towards him.

"It's a bit tricky." Watching the swarm of flies rolling over again and again, although they were all cut by Sharokin's sharp blade and psychic power, he still had a feeling of being stuck in a quagmire. Sharokin was a skill-based fighter who emphasized swift attacks and exquisite swordsmanship in close combat, but now facing the swarm of flies strengthened by Typhon, he was a little powerless. Occasionally, the sharp sword would hit the opponent, but it would only leave a not-too-deep scar on the latter.

"Mortal, you are good, but you are still no match for Nurgle's might." Typhons swung his scythe, each strike like a whirlwind. The powerful force of the scythe combined with the endless swarm of flies seemed to give Typhon the advantage. Sharokin's attacks were gradually suppressed. Seizing an opportunity, Typhons rushed forward, risking a stab to the shoulder. His swift swing of the scythe also struck Sharokin's other sword, causing it to slip from his grasp under the immense shock. Overjoyed, the Lord of the Flies swung his scythe again, slashing down. As Typhon raised his scythe, a space-time portal opened, and Sharokin thrust his weaponless right hand forward.

"You actually want a key to assassinate me?" Typhon was stunned. He saw what was in the other party's hand and couldn't help laughing. However, as the key touched his power armor, a piercing pain surged out. Typhon looked down and saw a big hole appear on his body with a flash of blue light.

"Ah." The great pain made Typhons retreat continuously, and the swarm of flies carried him to the side. This time, Sharokin did not chase him, but notified Alpharius.

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The severely wounded Typhons gasped for air as he stumbled forward through the warship's interior corridors. He commanded a swarm of flies to transform every living thing he encountered into plasma, attempting to heal his wounds, but all was in vain. The wound in his abdomen was irreparable and eroded his vitality. Even the blessing of Nurgle was insufficient to counteract the terrifying force. Typhons realized he had been wounded by some divine artifact.

"Do you know why you can survive until now?" A voice suddenly sounded in Typhon's ears.

"It's not that the artifact can't kill you, but I think killing you is too easy for you." The Lord of Hydra emerged from the shadows holding the Pale Spear.

"Repent, Typhons, your soul will be crushed, and everything you have will be burned by the wrath of mankind." Alpharius rushed forward, waving the Pale Spear. The powerful psychic energy wrapped around him, making him ignore the opponent's flies.

The ensuing battle could be described as a complete crushing defeat. Typhons, already severely injured, was completely unable to resist the attack and was soon pinned to the wall by the Pale Spear. Seeing the other party struggling in agony, Alpharius was so considerate as to break his limbs!

"Are you all ready?" With the opening of a portal, the Lord of Radiance appeared in front of Alpharius.

"Thank you and all the Imperial officers and soldiers who participated in this battle. You have once again thwarted Nurgle's conspiracy, and this time you caught a big fish." The Lord of Radiance saluted Alpharius and said.

"It's just my job." Alpharius pointed at Typhons again. "How are you going to deal with this guy?"

"Let's conduct an experiment, an experiment on death, reverberation, and terror." The Lord of Radiance smiled cruelly. "Typhons is Nurgle's emissary, a unique one. Such a unique death will cause a certain degree of aftershock, and we must exploit this. We don't know the effect, but the important thing is to gain experience."

Warhammer has things like death echoes, like the angel's death in the background that triggered the Black Rage throughout the Legion. And when Ferrus died, his descendants were also shaken. As for Typhons, while he's far inferior to the Primarch, he's still Nurgle's only herald. So, after killing him, the remains can be processed and turned into a special attack weapon against Nurgle! Even if it's just trash, it should be used.

"Build an altar, burn this guy along with the battleship, and then deal with the remaining residue." The Lord of Radiance adheres to pragmatism. Not only does he want to kill His messenger in front of Nurgle, but he also wants to use the ashes of Typhons and the Terminus Est to continue killing Nurgle demons. In order to show respect for Nurgle, the Imperial Legion also captured 7 great demons and 49 plague heralds, death knells and the like on the battlefield.

"Lord of Radiance! Don't go too far!" Nurgle's roar came from the warp, intermittently, some of it was exasperated, and some was powerless.

"You've already pulled a knife on me, and you still say I shouldn't go too far? Come on if you're brave enough!" The Lord of Radiance was unmoved. He walked forward, pulled Typhons off the Pale Spear, and then teleported to the bow of the Terminus Est, securing Typhons to the bow.

And around, the magic circle has been prepared, the big demons and various Nurgle demons have been sent, and then all these things are fixed on the Est like laying tiles.

Then the Lord of Radiance stood in the void out of thin air, and a huge shadow appeared behind him. It was a starry sky. The Lord of Radiance, who had already embarked on the path of transcendence, released his essence. After all the personnel had evacuated, the Lord of Radiance lit a big torch. At the same time, the traveler also added fuel to the fire in order to completely burn these demons and the like to death.

Burning with starlight and divine fire, the Terminus Est transformed into a giant torch. Typhons fell!

Chapter 474 The Great Devourer is Coming

"Is it finally here?" The Traveler opened his eyes, and countless destinies and future paths appeared before his eyes. In the eastern part of the galaxy, countless massive fleets appeared before his eyes. And further away, in a region beyond the reach of even the gods, a massive shadow lingered in the void.

"Everyone, it's time for a meeting." Following the Traveler's call, the Gods of Order gathered once again. This time, in addition to the four gods who had fought against Chaos over nine thousand years ago, several new players had also rapidly emerged.

A moment later, the Lord of Radiance arrived first, followed by the Emperor and Sanguinius. The Lord of Radiance was now somewhat of a demigod, a demigod of the technological side of the real universe. His rapid progress over the past few thousand years was due in part to his strong foundation and his own hard work, searching the universe for scattered fragments of the Star Gods and conducting research. Furthermore, humanity's rapid development and the immense faith in them also made his journey smooth.

Sanguinius was also the one who went the furthest on the road to transcendence among the Primarchs. On the one hand, it was because he himself represented the divinity of the Emperor. On the other hand, as the second Emperor, the faith he enjoyed was unmatched by his other brothers. In addition, Sanguinius himself was not as stubborn as Guilliman, so his journey was relatively smooth.

As for the other Primarchs? Russ, building upon the Fenrisians, rallied his faith. The Khan followed the Way of the Traveler, embarking on an endless quest, currently exploring the outer reaches of the galaxy with the aid of ancient relics. Guilliman based his quest on the 500 worlds of Ultramar. Perturabo followed a similar path to the Radiant Lord. Ferrus studied the C'tan and their technology. Jonson, assembling his own faith under the name of Protector of the Imperium. The others also pursued their own paths, though they were far less advanced than the previous ones, who were still less advanced than Sanguinius. They were still far from ready to take on the table.

"Call Guilliman over, he is under great pressure this time." The Emperor said to the Traveler.

"Alright, tell him about the current situation," the Traveler nodded. Honestly, looking back at the history of Tyranid invasions, the Ultima Segmentum was the primary target. Five Tyranid fleets—Morlock, Jörmungandr, Kraken, Behemoth, and Gorgon—were concentrated in this region. The Kraken, Gorgon, and Behemoth's attack routes were particularly close to Guilliman's homeworld.

(There is a saying in the background that a branch of the Tyranid Fleet came to the galaxy very early, but lay dormant for various reasons, and the large-scale attack was relatively late.)

In the southern part of the galaxy, only two renowned Hive Fleets have arrived: the Leviathan Fleet and the Hydra Fleet. Generally speaking, the Ultima Segmentum, or the eastern part of the galaxy, is currently the hardest hit, with the southern part being a secondary target. Guilliman must withstand the pressure.

As for the Tau? Because their hive fleet arrived early, they couldn't even begin to expand their celestial dome. The only reason they were able to hold onto their tiny territory was because these planets were too barren, something the Tyranids looked down upon. The Gods of Order didn't utterly exterminate the xenos. Instead, they established diplomatic relations with some of the more obedient ones. On the surface, they were just fine.

A moment later, the Eldar gods arrived. Besides the incompletely born Death and the Great Harlequin, the Phoenix King also appeared. He had already lost his position as the King of the Eldar gods, and he had no intention or ability to regain it. However, the Eldar's faith and his previous accumulation still made him a powerful demigod, even more powerful than the former Half-Immortal Wa.

As for the current Banxian Wa, he's still searching for his own path. Having been essentially wiped out during the Great Heresy, it's difficult for him to become a demigod again. On the one hand, he has little experience, and on the other, although he's surrendered, the Emperor hasn't granted him the authority to open up to humanity's faith. Therefore, he currently doesn't have the ability to negotiate.

The Necrontyr representative was once again the Silent King. This time, he arrived swiftly, for reasons somewhat absurd. Perhaps due to the Emperor and the Traveler's approval, or perhaps as a reward for closing the Eye of Terror, most high-level contacts were channeled through him, rather than other Necrontyr Hierophants. This undoubtedly gave the Silent King a lot of face. After all, even if he was the Storm King, so what? It was only 80 planets. Even if he had some ancient treasures, they were nothing compared to the Emperor and the Traveler. Even if they really wanted to deal with him, the Storm King wouldn't be able to withstand it.

"The Tyranid fleet is arriving, even earlier than in the alternate timeline," the Traveler stated bluntly. "There are many reasons for this, but Tzeentch is undoubtedly involved. He and his followers have done some things, and provided some convenience, allowing the Tyranid fleet to arrive earlier. And I suspect Nurgle also played a role."

"How could this happen?" The Emperor was puzzled. If Tzeentch was causing trouble, He could understand. After all, Khorne and Nurgle had focused their main efforts on the Chaos Civil War. Aside from suppressing Slaanesh and reaping some benefits from time to time, the rest of their forces were used to besiege Tzeentch. Tzeentch was under great pressure, and the Gods of Order were also guarding against it. Although it was difficult to break through Tzeentch's domain and completely occupy it for a long time, Tzeentch's power had indeed been weakening for thousands of years. But why did Nurgle also want to get involved in the Tyranids' affairs? He had no reason to cooperate with Tzeentch.

"Nurgle seems to be seeking new authority, attempting to control biological evolution." The Traveler speculated. It's true that Nurgle prefers to remain in his garden. But he's not idle, either, with a large cauldron perched in his room, constantly developing various plagues and Nurgle demons. His authority is a twisted life force, and combined with his daily activities, he has a certain advantage in seeking to control biological evolution.

Speaking of evolution, it seems no faction in the Warhammer universe can surpass the Tyranids. The Great Devourer's will is not just about endless hunger, but also about evolution that defies scientific explanation. For example, a Tyranid poison weapon, capable of poisoning Nurgle Plague Marines, was seen in the background! This highlights the principle of fighting fire with fire.

Therefore, bringing the Tyranids here early on both puts pressure on the Empire and facilitates Nurgle's actions. On the other hand, Nurgle also wants to use the Tyranids to gain a foothold in higher power. So, while Nurgle and Tzeentch have different goals, their methods are similar. As for Khorne, he likely has no objections, both because he gains strength from war and because he wants to cause trouble for the Empire.

As for Slaanesh? Well, his life has become even more frustrating. Khorne's suppression is one thing, but after the Eldar gods started to shake up, they also began to attack Slaanesh in both the physical universe and the Warp. Although it is impossible to directly rush into the Six Rings Silver Palace to kill the opponent, over the years, Slaanesh has weakened faster than Tzeentch.

The Traveler then introduced the first three Hive Fleets heading directly towards Macragge: the Kraken, Behemoth, and Gorgon Fleets. The Behemoth Fleet is the one that nearly destroyed Macragge in the background. The Gorgon Fleet specializes in poison weaponry, the same fleet that poisoned the Plague Marines. The Kraken Fleet is supposed to be the second fleet to enter the galaxy in the background, but this dimension has moved forward. This fleet was a massive force, and its most notable event was nearly destroying Iyanden. Had it not been for the Eldar ancestors' blessing, who used their artifacts to injure the Great Devourer, the Eldar would have been completely defeated.

"If we join forces, this wave of Tyranid Zerg fleet will not be a problem." The Silent King spoke.

"That's right, blocking this wave is not a problem, and it won't be a big problem to continue blocking the opponent's subsequent attacks. Only when the consciousness of the Great Devourer approaches Galaxy, there will be some problems. But I have some better ideas. I have been preparing for this layout for a long time, and now I want to give it a try." The traveler said with a smile.

As the traveler had said, holding off the enemy on this plane wasn't difficult; it could even be considered quite pleasant. After all, the Legion still existed. A Primarch, with 20 Legionnaires and a massive fleet of thousands of capital ships, plus a vast number of auxiliary warships, could easily defeat the Tyranids in a battle of attrition. If one Legion wasn't enough, two Legions would do the trick.

Besides conventional warships, the Empire has also developed some exceptionally powerful weapons over the years. Now, humanity can confidently say that if they were to encounter Ran Dan's war moon again, even without assistance from higher powers, destroying it would be a piece of cake. Humanity has finally developed its own war celestial bodies. These are far more powerful than the likes of the Glory Queen.

As for the Tyranid Legion's strategic magic, like dimensional shadows that disrupt interstellar communications, it's fair to say that with the Traveler present, these methods of distorting communications and attacking psykers are ineffective. It's not that the Great Devourer isn't powerful, but rather that its true form is too far away, making it difficult to project its power across the galaxy. While sufficient against mortals, it's a forlorn prospect against a force of the same caliber. Simply put, my fleet is infinite, while your biomass dwindles...

Don't laugh, this is the truth. Aside from this thriving human dimension, in the background, certain members of the Mechanicum, mastering technology and ruthlessness, have effectively driven the Tyranids into poverty. This is the famous Forge World of Lucius. Through constant repairs, they inflicted losses on the Tyranid fleet that were greater than the biomass they absorbed. After a few months, the Tyranids simply walked away.

"Everyone, look, the main attack direction of the three Zerg fleets is this area. There are three forces here, namely Guilliman's Ultramar, a civilization called TAU, and the Scourge Stars. Before, when Nurgle built a base in the Scourge Stars, someone advised me to remove this place, but I did not agree at the time. But now, it's useful." The traveler said with a smile.

"At least one fleet will be heading to the Scourge Stars, because there is too much biomass in this star region. Although it is all soaked in manure, the Tyranids won't mind." said the traveler.

"Will the Tyranid Hive Fleet eat Nurgle's creations?" said the Big Clown with some surprise.

"Just because a Nurgle-contaminated planet doesn't mean it's devoid of biomass, after all, there are varying degrees of contamination. Even if they don't like to eat, we'll still drive them away!" the Traveler said with a smile. How? There are two methods. The first is to directly drive the Tyranids away by force. The other is to create a wandering world. If we can't stop them, we can temporarily move the planets along the way. As for how to get there? It's similar to Wandering Earth. We can use some webways. (Some Craftworlds are the size of a single world, so the webways are very strong.)

While powerful, the Zerg lack the ability to navigate the Warp. Therefore, once a barrier is established in the real universe, the Zerg are forced to explore other avenues. The Scourge Stars are what the Traveler has prepared for the Zerg. While Nurgle may transform living things into ichor, rendering them inedible to the Tyranids, there are always some less severely infected worlds within the Scourge Stars, whose biomass can still be utilized by the Zerg. With no other avenues to break through, the Tyranids are left with only less-than-perfect food, and then find a way to evolve.

"It would be fine if both the Zerg and Nurgle were defeated, but it would not be a good thing for us if one of them wins. If Nurgle wins, he might be able to glimpse the secret of evolution, and if the Zerg wins, they will absorb the genes of creatures contaminated by Nurgle and carry out targeted evolution, which will make them stronger." The Silent King put forward his opinion.

"From the current perspective, I feel that the Nurgle Legion cannot win. Even if the Zerg retreats, it is more likely because they have no food, rather than being unable to defeat them." The traveler thought for a while and said.

"Why?" asked Inijed, the Eldar god of death.

"First, Nurgle is a god of the Warp after all. At this stage, the power he can project into the real universe is very limited. Second, after the death of Typhons, the Death Guard Legion, although commanded by the Great Demon, has developed very poorly and has limited power. In the physical universe, the Tyranids are actually very strong. The quality of their fleet is not low, but the number is too large. Do you agree with this, Your Excellency?" The Traveler looked at the Silent King.

"Indeed, immense adaptability, psychic suppression, and, most crucially, limitless numbers," the Silent King said after a moment's silence. Speaking of technology, the Necrontyr, the ultimate materialist, naturally holds the foremost position. However, in the background, when the Silent King encountered the Tyranid fleet outside the galaxy, he was helpless; the disparity in numbers was immense. And during the Battle of Baal, the Silent King inflicted heavy damage on the Tyranid fleet thanks to a certain ancient Necrontyr fixed structure. It was powerful, but immobile.

"And what if Angron came with his legions?" asked the Emperor.

"Isn't that perfect? ​​Instead of chasing the World Eaters roaming around the entire galaxy, why don't we gather them together and fight a war of attrition with the Tyranids. And when the time is right, we can wipe out the entire Chaos Legion in one go." The Traveler said with a smile.

Chapter 475 Traveler: Let’s Fight Another God War

"Then with the support of the World Eaters Legion, can Nurgle defend his Scourge Stars?" the Silent King continued.

"I'm not sure. According to our estimate of the World Eaters, this legion has about 8 people, which is considered a powerful force. But it doesn't matter. If the World Eaters can withstand this wave, we can continue to lure the other Tyranid fleets over there." The traveler said with a smile.

Ever since Khorne began farming, with the backing of an evil god, and the internal legions of the World Eaters no longer killing each other, plus Angron did not ascend to demon status, the World Eaters legions did not disperse, and the gene seeds did not have any major flaws, so although they were repeatedly besieged, over the past few thousand years, the World Eaters still made some achievements in farming in areas where the human empire had weak control.

"But the other Hive Fleets are in the north of the Ultima Sector. There are also Hive Fleets entering from the south of the Empire. What should we do with these fleets?" said the Silent King.

"I will lure them over there. After all, from another timeline, the Tyranids' final attack direction is actually aimed at the Astronomican, and I can simulate a signal to make them go towards the Scourge Stars. And believe me, Tzeentch also wants to see this." The traveler paused and continued.

"In addition, we also need to pay attention to a special fleet. In another timeline, this fleet is called the Tiammit Fleet. This fleet is not large, but very strange. They do not eat up all the worlds along the way. Instead, they control an area and send biomass from other places to this area. They also built very complex and mysterious biological structures on one of the planets." said the traveler.

"A biological structure? Could this be the Tyranids' biological beacon?" asked the Emperor.

"It could be a lighthouse, but it could also be something else, such as a body that can allow the Great Devourer to enter the galaxy." The traveler said seriously.

"This is truly a terrifying thing. We must destroy it. Otherwise, even if only a part of the Great Devourer's consciousness descends, it will be a disaster for the galaxy." said the Big Clown.

"So, now we have two options. The first is to prevent this thing from being built. The other option is, once it's built, can we throw it somewhere?" The Traveler said with a smile. "For example, into Nurgle's domain!"

“What the hell…” All the big guys present were speechless.

It has to be said that the Traveler's imagination is quite big. In simple terms, it is to drive the wolf to devour the tiger, and even let the essence of the Great Devourer descend in a certain area of ​​the galaxy, which is most likely the Scourge Stars. Then, if the other party descends, or if it does not descend, the Great Devourer will be thrown into the realm of Nurgle.

The Scourge Stars have long been colonized by Nurgle, with some areas even considered extensions of Nurgle's domain within the real universe. Therefore, there's a connection between the two. The Gods of Order need to first acclimate the Zerg to certain "foods" in Nurgle's gardens, and then, when the Great Devourer arrives, directly launch them into Nurgle's domain.

It’s exciting to think about an incarnation of a true god going to the realm of another true god!

"Even if a portion of the Great Devourer's essence descends, it cannot defeat Nurgle," said the Emperor.

"It doesn't matter, let's take advantage of the opportunity! How about we severely injure Nurgle and bring Isa out. What do you think?" After saying that, the traveler looked at the Eldar gods.

"This..." Ineed hadn't expected his long-cherished wish to come true. The Emperor and the Traveler had indeed promised to bring Isa back, but promises were only promises. When they would be fulfilled depended on the circumstances. He hadn't expected the human gods to fulfill this promise at this moment.

"Slaanesh is the weakest, why don't we consider using this method to deal with Slaanesh? If we attack Nurgle, Khorne will definitely support us. Moreover, Nurgle is very strong, and we are fighting in his domain. Will Tzeentch do something then?" The Big Clown was very rational. He was weighing the pros and cons and the chances of winning this matter.

"First, Slaanesh has been extremely conservative over the years. He hasn't established a base in the real universe, and his domain doesn't extend into the real universe, so it's basically impossible for us to throw it over there."

"Secondly, we must fulfill our previous promise, and we are also very interested in the power of evolution," the Traveler said with a smile. Indeed, the Emperor and the Traveler were also very interested in the power of evolution. In their view, technological development is one aspect of human evolution, but the evolution of humanity as a whole must also be promoted. However, natural evolution is too slow, and human genetic technology has indeed reached a bottleneck.

In fact, many civilizations in the galaxy are highly skilled in biotechnology. For example, not to mention the Tyranids, take the galactic native Kroot Shapers. Within this race, certain creatures called Shapers can select genes and evolve within certain limits. They even intentionally suppress them, fearing their evolutionary speed is too rapid. Of course, this type of evolution is still within the realm of ordinary scientific understanding. If humanity wants to break through this bottleneck, it actually requires a higher power.

The Traveler felt that the power that Nurgle was seeking was very suitable for him! So the Traveler decided to fight Nurgle this time!

"As for Khorne? His World Eaters will suffer heavy losses in the war with the Tyranids, and if his avatar were to descend upon Nurgle's realm, it would be an even greater catastrophe for Nurgle. After all, the gods of chaos are united, and their alliance does not mean their realms can merge. The avatars of the gods of order can walk in each other's realms because we are all on the side of order."

"If Khorne attacks our divine domain, there will be no problem in holding it back with the help of the power of the domain itself and Sanguinius and the Lord of Radiance. As for you, it shouldn't be a problem for the Phoenix King to hold back the incarnation of Khorne?" asked the traveler.

"As long as it doesn't take too long, it won't be a big problem," the Phoenix King said after a moment's contemplation. "But now there's another question: what should we do with the biggest variable, Tzeentch? Also, what if this plan fails?"

"One of the Emperor and I will deal with Tzeentch. Of course, there is also the possibility that Tzeentch will take the opportunity to attack other forces." The Traveler said. "As for if there are problems in the initial stage, the worst that can happen is a divine war in the Scourge Stars. The arrival of the Great Devourer's incarnation in the galaxy will cause the destruction of the veil between the warp and the real universe. After the balance is broken, we will come to this world.

"Will this war tear open a new Eye of Terror?" asked the Silent King.

"If we can seize the power of evolution, we can give you partial use rights. How about it? Let's do it together?" The traveler asked with a smile.

When the profit is high enough, someone will take it. Travelers value generosity. Do you, Necrontyr, wish to regain your physical form without becoming human? I have the Evolution Authority and the Life Authority I previously acquired from Nurgle. Would you like to try it? This is the Necrontyr's most cherished wish.

If you want it, then show some sincerity, gather your own treasures, and fight the gods. As for what to do if a small Eye of Terror appears after the battle? Isn't that simple? Have the Necrontyr work overtime and seal it. It's no big deal.

"This plan is very interesting. I'm interested in participating." After hearing this, the Silent King's attitude suddenly changed! "A little subspace infection is not a problem. If necessary, we can also consider delaying some troublesome guys."

As for whether there might be some ulterior motive in the loaned authority, the Silent King wasn't worried. The Traveler's reputation had always been exceptional, and selling it for this one incident wouldn't be worth it. Furthermore, if the Silent King could master the method of recovering his body, his influence among the Necrontyr would undoubtedly increase significantly.

"If this is accomplished, we will reward you generously, Emperor. We can give you a relic of Khaine, containing his skills and knowledge, enough to make one of your descendants a demigod. As for the traveler, we will give you Moiraine-Hage's leather rune bag. This relic will be of great assistance to you in your future destinies." Since the human gods have shown their sincerity, the Eldar gods cannot be stingy. Fortunately, there are enough things at home to fully afford it.

"Moiraine-Heg's leather rune bag?" The traveler was shocked. He didn't expect the elves to be so sincere this time.

This Eldar goddess looks like an old woman and seems weak, but is actually very strong. She is Cain's spouse and a ruthless person. Legend has it that she wants to obtain the knowledge in her blood, so she needs someone who can hurt her. However, only Cain has this ability, so she lets her daughter pester Cain and force him to take action. Then the goddess obtains the power in his blood, and Cain obtains the Howling Banshee.

The Twilight Spear wielded by the traveler was actually a relic of this goddess—more simply, a finger. This goddess was renowned for her foresight, so much so that even the Phoenix King questioned her regarding the fate of the Eldar gods. Her response was that mortals determine the gods' fate. While true, the consequences were disastrous: the Eldar themselves ruined themselves, and in doing so, their gods... The rune bag, a token of gratitude, was the very tool she once used to hold fate.

"I feel this can be done," said the Emperor.

"That's good. Let's plan it out and then act at the right time. We do need to pay attention to Tzeentch and Khorne. We also need to be vigilant against Slaanesh. In short, we have time to discuss it." said the traveler.

"Emperor, Traveler, the impact of what you are planning is too great. In order to ensure that this matter can proceed smoothly, some things that we have previously ignored, or deliberately ignored, must be resolved. In the galaxy, the real superior power is not only us and the Chaos Gods, there is another one." said the Big Clown.

"I understand. You are talking about the orcs. I have sensed that a new wave of atavism may be about to begin. Although we defeated a group of orcs with atavistic characteristics in the Battle of Ullanor during the Great Crusade, and the Empire has been restricting and suppressing the orc warlords since then, all actions have only delayed the arrival of this wave of atavism, and have not truly stopped it. And now, under the influence of fate, a new wave of atavism among the orcs is bound to come." The traveler nodded and said.

As the saying goes, it's easier to be an official if you have a powerful ally. In the Warhammer universe, if a civilization has a strong god as its backer, at the very least, they'll be safe from extermination, and at the very best, they'll be able to compete for galactic supremacy! This is exactly the case with the Orks, as their backer, the Second Brother, is also a powerful god, making this a very difficult situation.

Honestly, both the Eldar Empire and the Humans dislike the Orks. However, despite their dislike, the Eldar and Human Empires can defeat the Orks and restrict their territory, but they cannot completely exterminate them. While physical challenges present challenges, such as the widespread presence of Ork spores and the technology embedded in their genes, they are not truly unsolvable. Rather, the Orks have someone protecting them. This is the real challenge facing the gods.

What makes the gods of humanity even more uneasy is that if the Orcs revert to their original form, they will no longer be a chaotic bunch, but will develop into a normal galactic power. They will become orderly, engage in scientific research, and their creations will no longer be a patchwork of junk, but truly technological. They will even divide the planets they control into industrial and agricultural worlds. They can even create war moons, which can be teleported over vast distances! This is both outrageous and powerful. Such Orcs, combined with the gods behind them, will pose a real threat to humanity, potentially even greater than the threat of Chaos.

So, in this situation, the gods of humanity had to make a decision: should they fight the orcs, or should they pull them in? Fighting would undoubtedly consume their own strength, which wouldn't be a big deal under normal circumstances. But now, when the gods of order were preparing for a major event, if the orcs suddenly started to stir up trouble, they might not be able to cope. And if they pulled them in, could they? How? Could they communicate?

"Haha, this is indeed a challenge for a young civilization. An equally powerful civilization and the gods behind it have arrived. Do you want them to sit down and talk, or put it on the table?" The Silent King said mischievously, with an expression of amusement.