"The Cursed?" Sensing the power in the Warp that was like a substance rushing towards him, a power that even a Slaanesh Daemon would not feel comfortable with, Nagrigan instantly let out a scream that no mortal could possibly endure, causing the surrounding real creations to shatter into countless pieces like glass cups falling to the ground. Even the Slaanesh Daemons around him could not withstand such a howl, and they fell to the ground in unison like wheat harvested by a sickle. What responded to Nagrigen was a sharp, high-pitched whistle that seemed to penetrate even time and space, followed by the sound of thousands of cannons firing at the same time. “Beep——————” 80. The Battle of Udar - The Desperate Daemon of Slaanesh —————————Before, after learning about Big E’s identity, during a board game———————————— (Sound of rolling dice) (Sound of chess pieces moving) (Big E's loud laughter) (The sound of a hammer man sighing)
"In this case, I already have a one-third advantage." After knocking everything on his opponent Hammer's table to the ground in the shooting phase, Big E, who had gained a decisive advantage, moved his chess pieces with a smile, allowing his units to control several key points, and also used the sacred melee to cut off a bunch of Hammer units that were still half-dead. Although the Hammer who was playing against the Emperor fought hard in his turn, the Emperor's sacred dice were very powerful today, so after holding on for another round, Hammer had to announce his defeat in frustration. "By the way, Big E, what do you think of Krieger?" As it was getting a little late, Hammer started packing up his chess pieces and prepared to go home. However, when he saw that the chess pieces used by Big E this time were in the Krieger style, he asked this question inexplicably - well, he regretted it a little after he said it. "Krieg..." Hearing Hammer's question, Big E was silent for a second, picked up a most common Krieg chess piece, and gently stroked it with his fingers. Hammer could see that there were thousands of words circling in Big E's mouth, but the Lord of the Human Empire was so clumsy that he didn't know how to say it. Finally, Big E spoke, his voice low and with a barely perceptible dryness. "....The Empire needs Krieg." ——————————————The dividing line of the battlefield—————————————————————— Life is only for fighting, death is for sleeping. Life is not glorious, death is for redemption. The shame of their ancestors' betrayal of the Empire is engraved on every Krieg, and the only way to wash away a little of this shame is to sacrifice for the Empire in a valuable way on the battlefield. This is something that every Krieg has understood since they can remember. It is the ultimate guide for all the actions of all Kriegs. From the moment these silent boys and girls picked up their guns, their lives no longer belonged to them - the March of the Dead is nothing more than that. However, the living are not truly dead after all, and in the hearts of Krieg, a trace of admiration for the great human God-Emperor would occasionally stir. Of course, everyone in Krieg knew that this admiration was an impossible luxury in itself - those citizens of the Empire who truly bathed in the glory of the Emperor had no chance, so how could the descendants of sinners like themselves have any chance? However, today, on this battlefield, on the battlefield of Udal that has been contaminated by demons, the people of Krieg, who were fighting a doomed war against the evil of the Warp, discovered that they had finally waited for something they thought they would never get until the end of time: the recognition from the Emperor of Mankind. When the Lich King's Advent chess piece and his Death Knight chess piece burst into blazing golden flames because of the enhanced power that Big E invested in this world at all costs, At that time, when the golden flames above the sky turned into entities visible to mortals and rolled forward violently, the Krieg people who realized some possibilities did not shout any prayers excitedly, nor did they kneel down to pray. When the whistle sounded, the Krieg artillerymen still silently drove the artillery and poured deadly shells on the enemy's defense line. The Krieg infantrymen still silently held their weapons and took steps to charge left and right with the golden death cavalry. The vehicle engines still roared and rumbled, and moved forward meticulously. On the surface, all this did not change, as if the Krieg people did not realize that the power of the Emperor had descended upon them. However, is there really no change? "What happened to those mortal souls???" Nagrigan, as the Slaanesh demon who was best at torturing and blaspheming souls, when it sensed that the power of the cursed began to surge in this world, it keenly captured the rapid changes in the emotions of the souls of the active mortals in this world - just now, the emotions of the souls of these mortals could be said to be a kind of calm state close to death, a state that even a Slaanesh demon likes a little bit. But now, it can be said that all the souls of mortals are churning in an instant - admittedly, such a big change in emotions is what Slaanesh demons like, but the problem is that when these emotions clearly point to the beliefs of the cursed, it is not a very friendly thing for Slaanesh demons!
Not to mention... "How is it? How is it? Isn't the material world beautiful? Do you see those souls? Do you see those flames? Servant of the hedonist, I want to see you fighting with them! Think about the reward your master can give you, think about the pleasure you can experience, the pleasure you have never experienced before!" As the strange runes transformed from the Eye of Luck in the sky flashed, the laughter of the demon bird god tore through the chaos of the warp, narrating in its ears over and over again, inciting the great demon to "do great things" again and again. Tzeentch's operation was so out of line that at almost the same time, Slaanesh, who caught the violent trembling of his subordinates' emotions, sent out his chief demon, Sharathi, to lead 666 Slaanesh legions to attack Tzeentch's territory. Of course, Slaanesh's troops were intercepted at the junction by the Tzeentch army, which had already seen this possibility, and the warp was suddenly turbulent due to the collision of the two destructive powers. Naturally, Nagrigan, who faced the power of the cursed in the real world, was "selectively" forgotten by the Slaanesh above, and this Slaanesh demon fell into a state of "fighting alone" for the demons of the warp. “…*&*…*&~!!!” Before the Slaanesh Daemon could use all kinds of 'elegant' words to express his 'friendliness' towards the blue software thing to the Bird-God for another six minutes, a pain sharp enough to penetrate into the consciousness of a Slaanesh Daemon of Nagrigan's level - a pain that was totally devoid of any pleasure - suddenly lingered around him. As the feeling of pain deepened, the sound of heavy horse hooves reached the Daemon's ears, mixed with the screams of God knows how many Slaanesh demons on the verge of death - there was no joy, only despair. "The cursed servants are coming! Form a line! Form a line!!" 81. Battle of Udal - The Burning World Extreme. Whether it is the ultimate joy, the ultimate pursuit, the ultimate pain, or even the belief that goes beyond the limit, they are all the food of Slaanesh. The servants of the indulgent wander between fantasy and reality, inciting mortals to run wildly along their inner desires without limit, step by step "exceeding the limit" - every time a mortal really crosses that threshold, the heaven of bliss will ripple, "welcome" this mortal into its own domain, and give him a stronger and more powerful extreme - as for whether the soul of this mortal will be torn to pieces because of "bliss"? That is not within the consideration of the Lord of Pleasure! However, just as Tzeentch pondered over the Well of Eternity and tried to transcend his fate, he still fell into the torrent of change. Nurgle stirred the crucible with thousands of hopes to create an absolute plague, and the disease still rose and fell. Khorne sat on the bronze throne and roared war, but the war could only be unquestioned. The dark gods were not the masters of their concepts, but the existence derived from their concepts. Although the prince of darkness tasted all the extremes and pleasures in the world, and could even take a small handful of wool from the other three chaos gods, some extremes that were pure to the extreme were... There is no doubt that as long as this level of extreme appears in the mortal world, even if the Prince of Pleasure himself comes, he can only watch these seemingly delicious things flow back to the High Heaven without the slightest thought of taking them into his arms. After all, such extremes are often out of the realm of Paradise. If you embrace them rashly, even Slaanesh, who is conceptually the most "accepting everyone", will be burned and scarred. And now, Nagrigan felt that he had felt the ultimate purity, the faith of thousands of souls in the cursed that surged in the world of Udar. Although it was a Slaanesh demon, the moment its spirit came into contact with these surging things, a feeling ten times more painful than burning entered its tarsal bones, rising from its feet and rushing straight to its crown - no pleasure, only torture! “挡 Stop them—stop them—!” Listening to the clattering of horses' hooves getting closer and closer, feeling the 'feedback' given to him by his Slaanesh demons as they were trampled, burned and torn apart, looking at the scene of Slaanesh demons all over the ground fleeing like headless flies, Nagrigan's 'sensitive and fragile' heart trembled madly. He brandished the weapon in his hand, and continued to issue orders to the still active Slaanesh demons with screams that were enough to shatter the souls of 6,666 mortals, trying to regroup his chaotic troops - of course, he didn't want victory, but simply to struggle long enough to get as much attention as possible from his master - Nagrigan knew very well that the only one who could save him from such a place and bring him back to the Pleasure Palace was his own god, Slaanesh! However, the answer the keeper got was... Above the sky, there was the sound of Eldar aircraft diving, and the screams of them launching dive attacks to tear a path through the swarm of Slaanesh demons. The demons that tried to block the road and stop the charge of the Krieg soldiers - whether they were Slaanesh or Tzeentch - were all burned to death in the golden flames amid their howls of pain. On the distant streets, the Tyranid swarm roared violently - after Big E blessed all of Hammer's chess pieces fighting here with his power, these monsters, which were already as powerful as their compatriots in this world, became more aggressive - some of the Slaanesh demons who listened to Nagrigan's desire to return to defense were trapped in the swarm array, unable to escape, and death was the only thing they could do. The constant sound of shooting and the roar of various engines in the tunnels, rooms, or larger halls of the hive city - in order to achieve better results, Silence merged his ribs troops with the Astartes troops of Liang Feifan, Gu, and Zhengwei Jie, forming a powerful rapid reaction force to continuously hunt down the demon groups with greater threats. This combination, which is basically impossible in the 40K universe, exploded with the power of 1+1 greater than 2, chaos dissipated in front of them, and reality was reorganized in front of them. “————Come here————!!” Even though he possesses enough power to corrupt an entire hive, even though he is standing on the Desire Land of Slaanesh, even though he does not have a single wound on his body, the surging aura of the cursed has already frightened the Great Daemon of Slaanesh, not to mention the increasingly sharp soul faith within these auras! “Boom boom boom———boom boom boom————” This time, what responded to Nagrigan was the sound of artillery bombardment like rolling thunder. Various shells whistled through the turbid air like rain, and crackled beside the Slaanesh Demon. In an instant, the Slaanesh Demon was swallowed up by the monstrous smoke, and along with it, its hysterical screams. After Nagrigan rushed out of the smoke for almost half a minute, the Slaanesh Demon suddenly found that the golden blade had entered the strict sense of "visual distance"! Although the number of demons under his command was still sufficient, they were already scattered to the point that even the Slaanesh Demon frowned! "Hehe - quick - quick! Perform like a great demon of Slaanesh! You know what! I have already told your master what you are going through now, use the most gorgeous and colorful ending play to please your creator! Maybe, you can get some unexpected rewards, something that can really make you happy!" In the floating Eye of Tzeentch, the words of the Great Usurper were still chattering, madly stimulating Nagrigan's spirit, inciting this Slaanesh Daemon to have a warm embrace with the Krieg troops that had already charged in front of him - under so many stimuli, the Slaanesh Daemon who had completely lost the thing called 'courage' finally chose to... turn around and run for his life after a meaningless howl? “Hahahaha – hahahaha – you whore, look at your servant. Look at it! It’s so weak that it’s being chased everywhere by a bunch of mortals. It doesn’t even have the courage to hunt the souls of those mortals – hahahahaha –!” Tzeentch laughed shrilly, and Nagrigan just wanted to run for his life. Where could he run to? He didn't know, but as long as he didn't face those souls that made him tremble! This world! It shouldn't be a place where a Slaanesh demon like it could set foot. In this place, apart from the power of the cursed, there is no pleasure! The next moment, Nagrigan's footsteps suddenly stopped.
"No....No, Great Prince of Darkness, that's not the case, I....I--Wow!!!" The golden torrent slammed fiercely into the body of the Slaanesh Daemon. The sharp blades of the Krieg Death Knights' chess pieces tore apart Nagrigan's physical form. The Emperor's Hellfire began to burn on it, and quickly spread along the blasphemous lines and runes on the ground, with the Slaanesh Daemon as the core, to the entire hive - no, even to the entire world of Udal! "Fraudster!!!" When the battlefield of the Udal world was completely engulfed by the golden flames, and when the Eye of Luck in the sky of the Udal world turned into the Demonic Eye of Tzeentch and dissipated, the Dark Prince, who had just understood the cause and effect of the matter from the complete annihilation of his own subordinates, stood up in his own palace and issued a roar that shook the Six Rings of Slaanesh. A howling sound that cannot be described at all. "Thank you for your generosity, you who indulges!" Completely unconcerned about the fact that Slaanesh angrily sent another 666 demon legions into its territory, Tzeentch gleefully delivered the newly acquired intelligence to the chessboard in front of it, and gently plucked the string of fate. Suddenly, 99,999 different futures appeared before it, and each future gave rise to at least nine, and at most 9,999 different changes! “Ha——As expected! As expected! The cursed one… just changed his method——that’s all!!” ———————————Special Postscript—————————————————————————— Morton Hess Galaxy Composition: Mining World, Sosekhi Foundry World, Balaton Agricultural World, Marko State Religion World and Cemetery World, Udal Even the highest bureaucrats of the Imperial Munitions Department knew very little about the war that broke out in the Warp Storm and involved the entire Morton Hess system. For some seemingly 'unbelievable' reasons, most of the details of this war were kept only by the Space Wolves Chapter, and it was only open to a very small number of people in the Empire. However, even the records of the Space Wolves Chapter do not explain why the world of Udar was able to change from a previously terrible hive world to the current sacred state religion world - although its greater responsibility is to exist as a cemetery world, especially, the resting place of the dead of the Krieg Death Legion (if their relics can still be collected), and the Krieg people did not have such a tradition before. Therefore, some people speculate that the taciturn Krieg people may know some details, and they may know why the world of Udal has undergone such strange changes. However, these curious people, regardless of their status, always mysteriously disappear when they just start to try to find the answer. Over time, no one dares to find the story behind the changes in this world. And those who are allowed to know the truth for some reason have chosen to give up everything and spend the rest of their lives on Udal without communicating with outsiders. "That old Krieg flag and that golden skull - I can see the cruelty of that battle from them, and I can sense the wrath of the God-Emperor from them." The world of Udal - the language of Brother Kafox. 82. Extra Chapter - Auction in Fenris The wind was howling and the snow was falling. Gigantic beasts roam in forests covered with thick snow, predators that fail to think with common sense cruise in the ocean filled with floating ice, towering active volcanoes roar towards the sky covered with dark clouds, wantonly sending poisonous smoke, rubble, and magma into the cold atmosphere, not to mention, those archipelagos standing in the ocean are always trembling in the crustal movements. Sometimes, several archipelagos will sink into the sea overnight, but in contrast, fresh archipelagos formed by magma will stand above the sea again. This is Fenris, officially classified as a dead world by the Imperium, where Leman Russ, one of the Imperium's noble Primarchs, grew up, and this is the home of the Space Wolves. Today, in the hall at the top of the towering Fang Fortress, the current Chapter Master of the Space Wolves, Logan, was sitting in his chair, looking at a simple report in his hand, frowning and thinking. Beside him, the Captains of the Great Company, the High-ranking Rune Priests, the Storm Priests and other senior members of the Space Wolves who could make it were all present, waiting for the Chapter Master's speech - after all, the stories and spoils brought back by the Galliwolves from the expedition were too amazing, so amazing that the entire Space Wolves had to deal with it seriously. First, there is a pair of lightning claws that have been proven to be the relics of a legendary veteran of the Raven Guard during the Great Crusade. Although the Gary Wolf has obtained the recognition of this veteran who died with a demon-engined plunderer Titan, and has also obtained the inheritance rights of the pair of lightning claws that can be called holy relics, the Raven Guard still has to go through the procedures. As for how to convince the Raven Guard to let them agree to let the pair of lightning claws remain in the hands of the Space Wolves, Logan has not figured it out yet. However, compared to the other item brought back by the Galilean Wolf, the value of this pair of holy artifacts, the Lightning Claws, suddenly dropped sharply - no, it should be said that if Fenris was not the home planet of a Primarch, the home planet of a founding group, then the value of this item would crush all the items on Fenris combined - just because the other item brought back by the Galilean Wolf was an extremely complete STC! Moreover, what concerned Logan even more was that, according to Gary, both the people of the Mechanicus who fought alongside him at the time and the Iron Father of the Iron Hands were certain that if the STC could play its role, many corrupt war situations in the Empire would surely be revitalized. If it was just the people of the Mechanicus who were talking, then Logan would at most take Gary's words as a reference. After all, everyone in the Empire with a little status knew that when it came to the STC, it was normal for those who were obsessed with machines to have problems with their thinking circuits. And with the Iron Father of the Iron Hands also saying so... Logan has begun to seriously consider whether this STC is really that magical. "Alpha Wolf, the Iron Priest's report." Just as Logan put the communication board in his hand Next, when he was considering the words in his mind and preparing to start talking about the harvest of the Galactic Wolf, a report was sent to him. After quickly reading the report, even though Logan was considered knowledgeable, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Immediately contact all the forging worlds that are qualified to know about this matter. The confidentiality level is the highest." ——————————————The dividing line of the passage of time—————————————————— Inquisitor Bugasdi now felt that his head was very big. As a high-ranking Inquisitor of the Inquisition, Inquisitor Bugasti particularly likes to pay attention to the movements of the other eagle-headed Mechanicus of the Imperial Double-Headed Eagle, and often secretly follows some members of the Mechanicus who "look wrong", vigilantly looking for evidence that they may be detrimental to the Empire - and in fact, because the operations of some guys in the Mechanicus are really crazy, therefore, in the past hundred years, Inquisitor Bugasti has really caught some members of the Mechanicus who tried to reach a consensus with alien technology - this series of achievements successfully inspired the spirit of Inquisitor Bugasti, making this Inquisitor more and more extreme, but also more and more enthusiastic about this great cause of "following". Therefore, when Inquisitor Bugasti accidentally obtained the information that many large forge worlds had dispatched mechanical arks to the home planet of the Space Wolves, Fenris, the Inquisitor felt that something unspeakable must have appeared on Fenris, so he immediately urged his ship to the Fenris system, ready to "catch the criminals red-handed". However, as soon as his ship jumped out of Mandeville Point, Inquisitor Bugasti was horrified to find that several mechanical arks of completely different forge worlds were floating near Mandeville Point in the Fenris system, and these mechanical arks had already locked onto him! "Outsiders, leave or be sunk." Before Inquisitor Bugasti could figure out how to deal with this situation, a large amount of information was roughly stuffed into his car. The shrill alarm sounded, and the Mechanicus's malicious and unceremonious attitude forced the Inquisitor to take a deep breath to avoid irrational behavior. Yes, he could indeed try to dig out the truth behind the matter, but... "I'm sorry, there was a malfunction in my ship's navigation system, causing me to enter the real universe from the wrong Mandeville point. Once it's adjusted, my ship will leave." If the green hills are left, there is no need to worry about no firewood. ————————————————Inside the Wolf Fang Fort———————————————————————— Although there wasn't much noise, the atmosphere was extremely intense. In the auction hall arranged by Logan, a bunch of oilers from famous forge worlds, such as Mars, Huang Ba, Lucius, Agrippina, Riza, Graeae, Steel Ball, etc., who were at least great sages or at most forge generals, sat in their chairs properly and frantically increased the prices with the auction devices connected to their bodies in front of them. After a collective consultation among the bigwigs of the Mechanicus who had made great achievements in their respective fields and confirmed that the STC in the hands of the Space Wolves was not only a basically complete STC, but also contained knowledge that could optimize the structure, power supply, or other key parts of almost all laser weapons in the Empire, this group of oilers collectively entered the "Super Ohm Messiah Fever" state. In fact, if Logan had not expressed his disapproval, the Mechanicus would have wanted to fill all the channels of the Fenris system with battleships... ".... What price do you think these guys will offer in the end?" Looking at the icons representing the bids of various Forge Worlds that were jumping up madly on the main screen, Ragnar Blackmane, the Wolf Lord of the Blackmane Company, was secretly proud of the achievement made by his wolf cubs. At the same time, he couldn't help but touch Kromron, the Wolf Lord of the Dragon Slayer Company next to him. This Wolf Lord of the Company who loved competition had just completed a difficult mission with his Company two days ago and returned to Fenris with glory, just in time for this auction. "From all angles, the value of this STC is at least the value of a secondary sector with normal resources - although the Adeptus Mechanicus will definitely not offer such a price, because they know that such a price is meaningless to the Space Wolves." The Wolf Lord of the Blood Red Company, Bourne Redthroat folded his arms and took over Ragnar's words. At this moment, the quotes on the screen had surpassed ordinary vehicle weapons and began to move towards super-heavy vehicles. Although it seemed that the value offered by the highest bidder, the Forge World, was enough to buy a smaller planetary system, everyone present knew that this family was far from even one percent of the STC. "..." Just as the Wolf Lords of the Space Wolves were discussing in a relaxed manner what exactly this STC could be exchanged for, the quote on the screen suddenly slowed down for seconds, and then the image of a battle barge appeared in the quote list of a certain forge world. "Oh, this is starting to get interesting!" Staring at the offer that was instantly upgraded to the battle barge level, Ragnar Blackmane couldn't help but curl his lips. At this moment, seeing that there was actually such a huge increase in the price by a Forge World, the other Forge Worlds were stunned for a moment and then The action began - in an instant, the quotes from various forge worlds on the screen were filled with various space battleships. Of course, it was still too much of a stretch for most of the forging worlds to produce enough space battleships such as battle barges. Not long after the price increase, the visitors from the relatively smaller forging worlds left with regret, sparks flying all over their heads, leaving the stage to the larger forging worlds. After two more rounds of price increases, only two forging worlds remained to compete. Mars, the birthplace of the Mechanicus. The shining giant of the Extreme Galaxy, the Steel Sphere. “10111101010111.......” As the auction entered the final stalemate, the bids on the screen paused for a moment, and the representatives from the two forging worlds quickly communicated in binary code. After about three minutes of communication, the electronic eyes of the Martian representative flashed twice, and he added an item to his bid. "????Gene seeds????" The moment Ragnar Blackmane saw Mars' latest offer and took out the things, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the armrest.
"It seems that Mars is really determined to get this STC." Knowing that the auction was settled, the leader wolf Logan, who had been silently watching the progress of the auction, let out a long breath and stood up from his chair. The other wolf lords followed Logan's steps and walked towards the auction hall together. The auction has ended. Now is the time to discuss the transaction method with the Mechanicus, especially the Mechanicus of Mars, and to make sure that the Mechanicus of Mars will definitely use the technology contained in this STC in all aspects of the empire. After all, the way some guys in the Mechanicus treat the STC is really not reassuring. Although the Forge World members who came this time have tried their best to ensure that the Forge World they belong to will not hide anything, the Alpha Wolf feels that it is better to be prepared for some things just in case. - Of course, the Space Wolves' demand to get the new weapons first-hand is also essential. After all, more powerful weapons have always been the favorite of Space Marines, right? —————————————The dividing line of the Mars Research STC—————————————————— Laser energy booster. As a thing with a super long and super difficult to understand scientific name, it was abbreviated to this special part that is relatively understandable to most people, although in fact it is completely impossible to describe its essence. Shortly after the great regent of the empire launched the Indomitable Crusade, it was officially led by the Martian side and began to be equipped in the imperial army. As a very new thing, the effectiveness of this part, which is not too difficult to manufacture, was questioned at first, but in actual combat, the soldiers of the empire found that it can indeed make the most common laser guns have a power close to that of the hell gun without overloading, and the power of the hell gun can be significantly improved after the installation of this equipment. After that, the imperial star army troops began to use a large number of new laser guns equipped with this part. There is no doubt that it has an immediate effect on the combat effectiveness of the empire's largest combat force, the star army.