Warhammer 40: Doom

Chapter 98 We've gone too far
Everyone on the bridge felt the ship sway slightly before they arrived in another star system.

"So fast?" Harlan was somewhat surprised. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived in another star system.

"Use your brain muscles to think properly." Erica saw Harlan making a big fuss and instinctively moved away from the mindless creature.

"The faster the speed, the slower time seems to pass. We only perceive a moment, but a long time has passed outside."

“This lady is quite right.” Sophia opened the star chart and recalibrated the time: “Based on the comparison of starlight, five months have passed outside.”

“We have arrived in Marne, and here is its intelligence.”

The Maen Galaxy, the closest galaxy to Nur, once served as Nur's satellite world, primarily supplying Nur with agricultural products.

"There are four planets in the entire galaxy. Human civilization still exists in Marn, and an alien species has also been discovered. No intelligent machines have been found yet."

"Go to Marne."

Doom's objective was clear: to redirect the warships, which were still decelerating after exiting faster-than-light speeds, toward the main world.

In the main world of Mar, Musala calculates the resources needed for each day's expenditure within the fortress he is building.

Since leaving the Ring of Nur, he led the Ring's inhabitants to Marn, seeking survival in the agricultural world.

That damned psionic traitor used a silicon-based virus on the planet Nur to kill all the artificial intelligence.

Musala, through the wisdom of the stone men, maintained agricultural production in Maan, ensuring the survival of humankind.

He had been waiting for thousands of years, hoping to receive news from Nur, but never did.

In the last hundred years, some aliens have come from other galaxies, seeking to plunder the remaining technology of the Marne Galaxy.

The Stone Men will never allow such a thing to happen! Man belongs to Nur, belongs to humanity!

He re-armed humanity with technology, and even without the Iron Man's help, the Stone Man still had to protect the Nur Stars.

During the century-long war, resources were being consumed more and more, and the aliens were becoming more and more powerful. Musala felt that he could not hold out for much longer.

"My lord! My lord! My lord!"

An urgent call came, and Musala felt a headache coming on. That human child was always so impatient.

He didn't even need to guess; he knew that the aliens had attacked again and that supplies needed to be allocated for support.

"Sir! A star has appeared in the night sky!"

Musala felt a surge of anxiety, stood up, and quickly walked out. He knew what the sudden appearance of a star in the night sky meant.

A spaceship has entered the Marne Galaxy!

He strode forward, picked up the human scout with one hand, and walked out of the fortress, looking up.

Musala suddenly knelt down. He recognized that majestic figure; only that warship had such a plasma flow—the Void Lone Ranger!

The stone man suddenly cried. He knelt on the ground, waving his arms towards the sky, and burst into tears, his weary voice finally breaking free: "They're here! They're here! They've finally come!"

He cried like a lost child, lost in despair, when he saw his family come to pick him up.

The child carrying the gun was stunned; he had never seen an adult so vulnerable.

"呲~呲~"

An electronic dial tone came on the radio, and Musala snatched the radio from the Boy Scout.

A rational female voice came from inside: "This is the Void Lone Wolf. We are humans, and we come from Nur."

Musala's hands trembled: "I am Musala the Stone Man. Sofia, after so long, to hear your voice again, I am moved to tears."

"So it was you." Sophia's voice sounded somewhat surprised, not expecting to run into an acquaintance in Marn. "Then are you willing to return to Nur's embrace?"

"Yes! I'm willing to do anything!"

Musala cried out as he held the radio in his hand, terrified of losing Nur again.

Then he saw a blue light appear before his eyes, and a giant in armor appeared with a group of warriors.

A blue figure followed the giant; it was Sophia.

Doom walked up to the stone figure. Before him, Musala's bio-engineered body was aging, his face lined with weary wrinkles, and his eyes filled with hopeful tears.

He helped Musala, who was kneeling on the ground, to his feet and said to him, “I am Dum, the current ruler of Nur. I saw the message you left behind in the control center of the Nur Ring.”

Musala stared blankly at Dum, still unable to believe that Nur had really returned.

He didn't say anything, but slapped the child across the face. Only when he heard the child's cry of pain did he realize what was happening before his eyes.

"Your Majesty, please forgive my mistake. Leaving the Ring of Nur was a last resort."

Musala knelt on the ground, repeatedly confessing his wrongdoings and begging for the ruler's forgiveness.

"You did nothing wrong, on the contrary, you did a great job, and your decision saved many people!"

Doom lifted Musala up from the ground and gently patted the weariness and dust off his shoulders.

Musala stepped back, not daring to defile the radiant man before him with his filthy body.

Doom pulled him up by the arm, making sure Musala sat down with him on a rock, and asked softly, "What happened here?" In space orbit, scans had detected an unknown alien species engaged in combat with humanity.

"They're lizardmen!"

Musala's face lit up with resentment at the mention of the aliens.

These aliens were not strong; during Nur's heyday, even a single marginal golden man could determine the survival of their race.

They are a race that has just entered deep space and does not even have faster-than-light technology. Their only advantage is their sheer numbers.

They came to Marn to fight against humans in order to plunder the agricultural machinery in the Marn system, which resembled giant cities.

This is a tremendous asset for a young race.

In order to fight against humans for a long time, they even built nests and cities in the territories they occupied.

As Doom listened, he also learned about Musala's difficulties.

They left Nur on a cargo ship, and by the time they reached Ma'en, there were barely a thousand survivors.

After thousands of years of reproduction, the population has recovered considerably, and the lizardmen's raiding fleet has returned.

"Okay! I understand."

Doom asked Sophia beside him, "Sophia, how many enemies does the lizardman city have? Are there any humans?"

"Twenty million lizardmen, with several hundred human captives."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

After a moment's thought, Doom immediately ordered Sophia to do what needed to be done.

A few hundred humans for a city of lizardmen, twenty million aliens mobilized as soldiers—this is a no-brainer.

On the Void Lone in orbit, a honeycomb deck opens, revealing a hidden spear of light within.

A weapon system that requires neither turning nor aiming, and is guaranteed to hit; all that's needed is to fire.

All that could be seen was the launch of a giant light spear, the orange-red energy beam making a strange turn before landing on the ground in Marn.

The ground trembled, and Sophia reported: "The alien city is completely destroyed, with no pollution residue."

Musala collapsed to the ground, the radiant spear that seemed to reach from the heavens to the earth reminding him once again of humanity's past.

"Let's go, let's continue to the next planet."

This is only the beginning of Doom's conquest; the 64 major worlds of the Nur Cluster await his conquest.

Doom is conquering the Nur stars with unstoppable momentum, inheriting the legacy left by humanity's ancestors.

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As space turbulents at the edge of the galaxy, a ship escapes subspace and returns to the real universe.

"We've gone too far this time, straying from the main route for too long!"

Inside the bridge, as the Geller force field subsided, the armor plates encasing the bridge rose, restoring visibility to the bridge.

The soldiers of the Fifth Legion, serving as scouts for the Emperor, were swept away by a warp storm and transported to a distant star system.

According to the Terra War Council's designation, this is the northern part of the galaxy, far from Terra—the Misty Starfield.

"There are ships fighting over there!"

The Legion warriors, using the oracle, discovered that two ships were engaged in battle in the star system.

One ship is chasing, and the other is fleeing.

"My good brother Harlan! There's a subspace reaction at the edge of the galaxy, and a warship has warped in."

Harlan is hunting down an enemy, a force that refuses to submit to Nur, whose space fleet has been destroyed, and is now hunting down the remaining warships.

"It must be an enemy support ship! Turing brothers, aim and fire!"

Harlan was in the command center, and he was on very friendly terms with an Iron Man.

Faced with a massive war, Doom awakened the Iron Men and asked them if they were willing to continue their loyalty. Nur was willing to grant them equal dignity.

Ironmen responded enthusiastically and joined the process of conquering the stars.

During the thirty years of conquest, Harlan and Turing forged a deep friendship, addressing each other as brothers.

At Harlan's command, Turing controlled the array of light spears and launched an attack on the ships that had entered the star system.

"Their ships are based on relic technology, far more advanced than ours! Their range and firepower far exceed ours!"

In the Fifth Legion's warships, the Void Shields kept flashing. The enemy ships' firepower was too strong, and it wouldn't be long before the shields were overloaded.

"Speed ​​up! Use our speed advantage! Charge over and board!"

Ultimately, the Space Marines of the Fifth Legion decided to board the ship!
(Today is Wednesday, so I'm checking some unclear information.)
　Tomorrow, the Voidwalker will go directly to Terra's top.

　　(Horus! I've arrived in Terra! Where the hell are you?)
　　Go! Harlan!! Give him a job!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)