Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

Chapter 446: Insect Plague

After the explanation, everyone was surprisingly calm. Erda was receiving and digesting the knowledge, while the others were waiting for feedback.

However, they were soon disappointed. No other forces were eavesdropping on the conversation, or were listening but not planning to do anything.

There was silence for a long time, so long that everyone felt they were a little crazy, and Hedul broke the silence when he saw this.

“Under the Tianchao Xingmen ruins, there is a ready-made entrance to the webway at the corresponding location of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau’s crust.

It's not difficult to move this thing a thousand or two kilometers underground - the entrance to the webway can withstand it.

The Crimson Messenger organization that remains here is pretty good. I have more than 700 high-level psychics under my command.

Five hundred can share the pressure for you, and the remaining two hundred can be given to these constructs.

There are still several thousand follow-up talents who can maintain the operation of a cross-star empire for a short period of time.

When will you come back? The situation in Terra is not good. There are too many representatives of major forces.

The will of the Golden Crow star has been exhausted, and its last strength is used to prevent the curtain from being torn apart by psychic energy.

The above are still minor problems. The real big problem is that intelligent systems with self-will do not cooperate with us. They have unique ways to leave this world.

What should be done about this matter? "

Everyone knows that without the assistance of intelligent systems, not only the military strength and productivity, but also the technological advancement capabilities will be cut by half, and even the biotechnology will be almost useless - it is directly connected to the spirit of every alchemical brain, and can nail all high-end combat forces to a small area and never get out.

But if you dare not connect directly, and the other party has other intentions, your whole family will be hidden.

“I’ll do as you say for the first part, and as for the last thing, I’ll look for the Necrons.

After all, we have to cooperate with them to explore the webway, eliminate useless equipment, and conduct field surveys."

“Will they cooperate?”

It’s no wonder that Orr was surprised. All of humanity’s star gates were taken away by the Undead. Although they couldn’t be used for the time being, they still refused to cooperate with humans.

"Yes, the Silent King needs our help as well. The cost is great, but as long as there is a way out, it is acceptable."

. . .

"The humans want to cooperate with us... I agree. The webway also needs to be cleaned up. We can't let the pointy ears do whatever they want."

Szahrak responded immediately, and then continued to look into Trazyn's memory core.

"All the things taken away were ancient races and technological weapons from the War in Heaven... What does He want these things for?"

Orikan's heart was moved when he heard this, and Szalak noticed it.

The Silent King: "Speak directly. Never mind the etiquette."

Astrologer: "Maybe just like our exploration of the source, the Star Gods also want to know whether the native species can cross the boundary, and infer whether they themselves are also creations."

“That makes sense.

The reason why the high-end combat forces of the three empires failed in that battle was that they had goals but no mandatory constraints.

One of the reasons is that those main gods have been bound to their vassal races for a long time, causing them to fall into a cycle. "

Seeing that the Dharma Emperors didn’t understand, the King of Silence decided to explain it.

"They have only one goal: to destroy those outside. But there is no unified standard for how far they will go, who will have what division of labor, what price they will pay, and when their subordinates make mistakes, there is no unified standard for punishment.

It looks like a whole, but in order to maintain superficial harmony, the organizational structure is not tight enough.

On the other hand, there was only one voice throughout the process and the orders could be thoroughly implemented.

Even if those outside avoid the world, the sickle is still the only source of command.

We have fallen behind in the science of organization.

The cycle...

During the ancient war, the Ouroboros that was once fought over by all parties was a similar weapon.

The reason why the main gods combine with our races is not only to complete the cycle and increase survival ability.

There is also the purpose of deducing the Ouroboros.

According to intelligence, the Outsider was also a public god for a very short period of time, but within a hundred years, he immediately forcibly promoted atheism.

It’s possible that something has been discovered.”

The French emperors suddenly realized.

Trazyn: "Then your cooperation with humans..."

Silent King: "Yes, I have this plan. The previous raids yielded nothing in the relevant field, and Sigma was once a student of the Outer Ones, so he might know something."

"student?"

"Yes, our Enlightened One has also successfully become a disciple of the Outer Ones. Now he has returned with a mission. It will help our tribe become great again."

The whole place was silent, and the French emperors looked at each other.

The words that the Enlightened One said the last time, "The biological conversion is foolproof, it is the true mechanical ascension," are still vivid in my memory after being enhanced by the memory module.

Actually?

Without the blessing of the Star God fragments, even the body of the Pope and the foundation of the super dynasty would be worn out by the endless disordered movement of matter.

But the Necrons have nothing to lose now. The Silent King's face still counts. If they trust him again, how big can the loss be?

Three months later

Various aliens either dragged or carried by hand or on their shoulders, transporting walls that were so wide that they were almost flat into the real universe.

The Necron warriors were patrolling back and forth with Gauss rifles in their hands. If they saw anyone slacking off, they would hit them with a lightning whip.

There were always people of the race dying of exhaustion during the hard labor, and then being crushed into surface textures by the heavy barriers.

"The Ancient Saints are truly geniuses. Soulless creatures cannot lock onto the Webway fragments and cannot move without physical contact. This really shows their strength."

"There's nothing we can do. They are good at using psychic powers. We can't compare to them."

The two Wild Scorpion Lords complained quietly in the private channel.

The network was badly damaged, and relying on manpower to clear the rubble was not only inefficient but also a waste of resources.

Those slaves could not survive long in such an environment, and the slave ships could not go too fast, otherwise there would be too much damage on the way.

The whole project was suffocating and boring.

"Sir, there is a problem with the project, someone died...someone died..."

In the distance, a slave who looked like a leader quickly crawled over, yelling non-stop.

"Nonsense, when won't people die?

What engineering problem occurred? The load-bearing shaft collapsed? How many people died?

The lord was not surprised and reported the handling process in a familiar manner.

"It's a bug. A big, white bug that you can't penetrate."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Seeing that the slave leader couldn't speak clearly, the lord got annoyed, raised his phase blade, and summoned the soldiers: "Gather the troops, clean up the debris..."

Halfway through issuing the order, the three mechanical legs of the Wild Scorpion Lord sensed a slight vibration on the ground. Was the webway moving?

Do not!

It was pushed up by something!

The white, boundless white stratum corneum occupied the entire field of vision, and the Wild Scorpion Lord discovered that there was such a large creature hidden in the web barrier under his feet.

Their psychic or biological means actually evaded the detection of the Necrons!

"Advanced mutation, evacuate the sentry post, call for fleet strike!"

The white mist swept over, submerging the Scorpion Lord and his army, and swallowing up the news that could not be spread.