Warhammer: Emperor's Ravenbringer

Chapter 136 Space Dwarfs: Stars Go Out with a Snap
The new mission from Terra disrupted the original arrangements of Angron and others.

Their plan was to launch an offensive against a newly discovered alien race and wipe them out of the galaxy.

Now, they have to complete the task assigned by Terra first.

"Know anything about space dwarves?"

Angron looked to the raven, hoping to get some information.

Raven shook his head. "I don't know much. I saw it when the big guy sat on the golden throne."

"Considering that they possess the technology of the Golden Age and are a variant of humans, we want them to surrender peacefully. As of now, we know that they have established a powerful civilization in the center of the Milky Way."

Raven opened the projection panel, showing a star map of the Milky Way.

The Milky Way is mainly composed of five parts: the galactic center, the galactic nucleus, the galactic disk, the galactic halo and the galactic corona.

Like an elliptical disk, it rotates around the center of the Milky Way.

The diameter of the galactic center reaches 20,000 light years and the thickness reaches 10,000 light years. This area is composed of high-density stars.

They are mainly old red stars with an age of over 10 billion years.

Red dots appeared in the galactic center area in the holographic projection, representing the sphere of influence of the space dwarves.

"They are probably right around this location."

The raven ate a French fry and pointed to the red dots.

"There are so many massive stars here that it's difficult to navigate in subspace."

There were bloody handprints on her uniform, and Lotara, who currently served as the captain of the Conqueror, frowned.

She is one of the youngest captains in the Empire, albeit a normal human and a female.

But with her outstanding command ability, Lotara is highly respected in the World Eaters Legion.

He was even able to persuade Angron, his superior, to give up his gladiator mentality and think from the perspective of a primarch and a commander.

Lotara walked over to the holographic projection that Raven had opened, reached out and clicked a few times, displaying the gravitational influence of the star.

The gravitational ranges of different stars overlap, and there are only a few places that can escape and enter the subspace.

The terrifying gravitational force possessed by stars is enough to affect the barrier between reality and illusion.

If you are not careful, it will tear the ship apart, causing the destruction of the ship and the death of people.

"The second generation of battleships can ignore this." Kahn expressed his opinion, "They can freely travel within the gravitational range of the star."

"But only a quarter of our warships are second-generation warships." Lotara said, "The rest are all first-generation warships, and when the first-generation warships leave the subspace, they must be outside the Mandeville Point, otherwise they will be torn apart.

"This is just a peace negotiation." Varis, the chief think tank, reminded, "This is not a war. There is no need to bring all the warships."

"Absolute force is the basis of negotiation." Lotharin looked at Varis, "We must let the space dwarves know the consequences of being enemies of the human empire."

"Only when they realize that the Empire has the power to crush them will they be willing to sit down and coexist peacefully and sign an agreement."

"That's one-sided," Varis said. "Showing off force will not bring peace."

“But it can resolve most of the differences,” Lotara retorted.

"Alright," Angron said, stopping the two from arguing. "Just bring all the second-generation warships. Sometimes, you don't need a huge fleet to show off your strength."

"The remaining first-generation battleships continue to hunt those damn aliens and make sure to annihilate them completely."

After some discussion, the fleet split into two.

One team followed Angron into the galactic center, and the other team continued to complete the assigned mission.

The raven set out with Angron into the center of the galaxy.

Affected by the gravitational pull of numerous stars, the surface of the warp in the central region of the galaxy is calmer than other places, and there are no ether vortices and storms.

They entered the galactic center area smoothly.

As the void twisted, the Conqueror broke through the barrier between reality and illusion, flew out of the subspace with the light of paradox, and entered the real universe.

"Raise the baffle and collect information," Lotara ordered.

The plastic steel shields of the portholes were raised to reveal a stunning view.

Magnificent stars are suspended in the boundless void, spewing flames.

The thick nebular material flashed with plasma light, flickering on and off.

The fleet scanned the surroundings, collected information, and integrated images, and soon captured signs of activity and buildings of the space dwarves.

A large number of giant creatures are suspended in or around stars.

They observed planets and stars being dismantled by giant machines.

The fragments are fed into giant pipes and transported continuously to huge factories.

"The technological level of these guys is much better than that of most human colonies. It should be the special structure of the galactic center that protects them from the influence of the warp storm, thus retaining more technology from the Golden Age."

Lotara made an analysis based on the images and information collected.

"I wonder what their attitude will be towards the Human Empire?" Kahn stroked the weapon at his waist.

"They will join us." Chief Think Tank Varis responded to Kahn.

"I hope so." Kahn said uncertainly.

"It will be resolved peacefully." Angron's voice was full of power, penetrating everyone's heart, as if his words were a predetermined fate.

"A fleet of twenty-five warships has been detected." The officer in charge of monitoring the warship detection system shouted.

A large amount of image signals poured in, allowing Angron and others to see the appearance of those warships clearly.

They are iron gray all over, and their rough lines are full of power.

The engines at the rear blossomed, the largest of them no less impressive than the Conqueror.

The shield has been activated, and the light flickers continuously in the void.

Giant gun muzzles were exposed on both sides and the bow, and a condensed glow could be vaguely seen from the energy array. It was obvious that the energy had been stored and was ready to fire at any time.

The Conqueror and other second-generation warships sounded routine combat alarms.

"It seems that the space dwarves have discovered us." said Lotara.

Angron turned on the fleet-wide communication and said, "Try to establish communication with them."

The space dwarves were wary of the human fleet approaching their colony.

But the war did not break out in the end.

After establishing communication, Angron assured them that he came with peaceful intentions and had no ill intentions.

After his communication, the commander of the space dwarves decided to give them a chance for negotiation.

The Conqueror held a grand ceremony to warmly welcome the envoys sent by the space dwarves.

Angron was dressed in the most majestic ceremonial armor, armed with a long sword and a fine pistol.

Behind him was a carefully selected group of gladiator guards.

Each of them is a champion of the company and an elite warrior who has fought in many battles.

Raven, as usual, stood on Angron's shoulder, eating French fries and watching the scene with interest.

Angron did a pretty good job.

If it were thrown into the predetermined fate of Warhammer 40k, I'm afraid the primarchs would shout, this is impossible, this is unscientific.

Who would have thought that Angron, who did not have the Butcher's Nail implanted, could serve as a diplomatic envoy!

His skills and methods are in no way inferior to those of the Archangels, Guilliman and other Primarchs who like to use diplomacy to expand the Empire's territory.

This time, Angron came into contact with the Greater Thorian Alliance, one of the most powerful forces in the Galactic Center.

There are more than two hundred clans that make up the Greater Thorian Alliance.

Each of them controls a huge void fleet and an almost endless number of dwarf war groups.

Ingvar United Logistics, Star Walker Trade Alliance, Deep Rock Mining Guild.

A series of large and wealthy organizations ensure the continued operation of the Alliance and its increasingly broad path to prosperity.

In addition to the Greater Thorian Alliance, other space dwarf forces in the Galactic Center region include the Pan-Hyperian Alliance, the Kronos Hegemony, the Ymir Cartel, and the Urani-Surtur Pact, known as the URSR.

With the hum of its engines, a dwarf spaceship slowly entered the Conqueror's boarding deck.

Accompanied by the hissing sound of the high-pressure device, the heavy hatch slowly opened.

Usar, the Chosen One, stepped out holding the Ancestral Blade.

He is one of the most powerful leaders of the Greater Sorian Alliance and has made many achievements.

Usal was born into the Vidon clan of the Abyss Gate.

When he was born, the Wotan core stored in the ancestral shrine spontaneously spoke out the prophecy about him, and the mechanical forging device also started to operate on its own, creating a gorgeous energy blade.

From birth, he was given the title of the Chosen One and was given the Ancestral Blade with magical powers.

Behind Usal was a group of equally strong dwarf warriors.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Primarch of the Imperium of Man, Angron." Urthar walked towards Angron.

Given Angron's huge size and temperament, there was no way Usal would make a mistake even if they had never had video communication.

Angron held out his hand. "It is my pleasure, too, Uthar."

"Your army is very powerful." Usar's eyes swept over Kahn and others. He could feel that these people were all veteran elite soldiers, and each of them had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Angron showed a proud look, "No matter how powerful an army is, it exists to protect the people of the empire."

Raven was stunned when he heard this.

The Little Cut King is indeed inseparable from the color red.

It's just that the red is a little different.

But Khorne Red is red, so is Mark Red not red too?
"Your character makes us feel inferior to you." Usar's tone was full of respect.

An army that does not care about honor or victory, but instead proudly says that it exists to protect its people, deserves respect.

"Thank you for your compliment. We came here for peaceful purposes. After the Age of Strife, human civilization has been torn apart and is in deep crisis."

"The Lord of Humanity rose from Terra, saved the empire from collapse, expelled the aliens, fought against the gods, and finally established the human empire. Now that the galactic war is coming to an end, it is an inevitable trend for the human race to rule the galaxy."

"I learned that a human branch had established human civilization in the center of the Milky Way, so the Lord of Humanity sent me to negotiate. I hope you can join the Empire peacefully to avoid war."

Usar's gaze suddenly became sharp.

"So your so-called peaceful purpose is to make the Great Sorian Alliance submit to the human empire you mentioned."

"Not only that," Angron said, "other forces should also submit to the Empire."

"You are very arrogant. Why do you want us to submit to the human empire instead of the human empire submitting to us?" Usal said, "You are just a child picking up the debris of the past, while we have been inheriting and preserving most of the knowledge and technology of our ancestors."

"No matter how you look at it, we are more like the orthodox human beings than you."

Angron looked at Uthar for a moment before he spoke slowly, "Because the human empire is more powerful."

“That’s very direct, but it’s also a reason that cannot be refuted.” Uthar looked up at Angron without any fear. “But how do you prove it? Strength cannot be achieved with words.”

"You'll see."

Angron took a step towards Uther, and the space around him was instantly distorted.

They appeared near a star.

In the distance, the particle mining machines belonging to the Greater Sorian Alliance were mining the material of the stars, sucking in huge streams of flames like a whale and sending them into the converters, continuously producing various rare substances.

"Space transfer? Interesting." Uriel said, "But it's wishful thinking to rely on this to make the Great Thorian Alliance surrender."

“Have you ever seen a star that has been extinguished?” Angron said calmly, “Remember what you are about to see. That is the true power of the Empire.”

The raven turned to look at Angron, a look of surprise on his face.

It is true that when you meet someone after three days, you should look at him with new eyes.

Are you pretending to be so smooth?
Angron extended a hand and activated the World Devourer Engine within him.

In full view of all, he demonstrated to Uthar the great power he possessed.

The stars flickered, like light bulbs with bad electrical connections.

Then it went out.

The nuclear fusion inside also stopped.

The huge volume lost its support and could not resist the pull of gravity, collapsing inward.

The massive amount of matter squeezed it and caused it to collapse into a nova.

The dimmed surface was lit up again, emitting a light a thousand times greater than before.

After a few breaths, the nova went out again, collapsed, and finally lit up again.

After several such processes, the star completely extinguishes and turns into a rapidly rotating neutron star.

The surrounding space was cut off, compressed into the size of a palm, and finally fell into Angron's hands.

Inside the crystal-clear barrier, a rapidly rotating neutron star is confined.

"This is a gift for you as a testimony of our friendship."

Angron gave Uthal the space cube that imprisoned the star.

Usar's eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

He felt like he was dreaming.

Not true at all!!

Just like that, and then a star is compressed into the size of a palm.

He subconsciously reached out and took the cube from Angron's hand.

He held a star in his hand.

Other space dwarves also noticed this scene and watched with their own eyes as a star was taken away just like that.

For a moment, Uriel's communicator was full of messages.

Countless forces were asking him about the relevant situation.

"Now, can it be proved that the human empire is stronger than you?" Angron asked Uriel, who was in shock and unable to recover.

(End of this chapter)