Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

Huifeng didn't ask any more questions and obediently went to get a pen and paper and put them on the table.

The combat nuns who followed Russell into the office were armed with guns and looked at each other in confusion as they watched this master and servant stay up all night in the office drawing pictures.

Russell had no painting skills, so he was only responsible for dictating, and Huifeng did the writing part.

But as they continued to tell the story, the battle sisters discovered something was wrong.

They showed great interest in the painting that Huifeng was drawing, but due to their duties, they did not ask any questions. They just stood by quietly, and from time to time their curious eyes glanced at the tip of the pen in Huifeng's hand that was constantly stroking the paper.

Gray Wind's drawing skills and efficiency were impeccable. After completing these portraits from different angles as quickly as possible, Russell did not waste a moment. He took Gray Wind and the drawings it had drawn and immediately went out to the newly built cathedral on Fallas.

The Archbishop of the Espionage star region has condescended to stay here and preach to the devout believers.

The Anglican priest in the church received Russell very solemnly, which was the bishop's intention.

Governor Falla is the spy of the Star-Bullet. This fact is basically known to everyone among the senior officials who participated in the Prophet's Conference. Even the experienced archbishop couldn't help but be curious when he was visited by Russell late at night: What does the Star-Bullet want to tell them?

So he asked his nuns to put out expensive tea and desserts, preparing to have a long talk with Russell...but he saw Russell pushed all the tea and desserts on the table aside, making room for a piece of space, and spread out a magnificent and beautiful painting of the starry sky.

The background of the scroll is the Falla, and the protagonist in the center is a giant statue with its back to the starry sky. Even though only its side face is shown, the devout bishop recognized the identity of the giant at a glance: the emperor.

The Emperor is shown not wearing his trademark golden power armour, but rather in a scholarly robe and hood.

The human emperor, dressed as a scholar, walked barefoot in the starry sky, holding high in his left hand something that looked like a lantern, lighting the way forward for the people behind him.

“The name of this painting is: The Guide.”

Russell placed his hands on the table, stared into the bishop's eyes, and said, "In the near future, the main gate of the L-Gate will be built in the Faya system. I think such an important facility will inevitably attract the enemy's attention and even run the risk of a large-scale invasion by Chaos forces."

Russell picked up the scroll on the table and continued, "In addition to preparing enough troops and fleets to prepare for the battle, we also need a grand ceremony to publicize the Emperor's great deeds so that Faya and Stargate can receive the blessing and protection of the Lord of Mankind."

His words sounded high-sounding, but the central idea was very simple - the main gate of the L-Gate will surely be the central hub of all networked galaxies in the future. Countless people's eyes are focused on Faya, so where else can the state religion be promoted if not here?

The archbishop's heart was moved by his passionate speech. He looked down and saw that the "guide" statue of the emperor was holding a lantern.

That is clearly the L-Gate.

Russell wanted to equip the L-Gate with an enormous statue of the Emperor as a supporting facility, or a figure base.

In this universe, there is nothing better than the holy images of the Emperor that the faithful worship day and night to resist the erosion of Chaos.

The main structure of the L-Gate is divided into two parts, the upper and lower parts, and between the two force field generators is a spherical spacetime that is bent and twisted. The overall visual effect is indeed somewhat like a lantern, and it is not out of place for the Emperor to hold it in his hand. However, this lantern is a bit large, so the corresponding guide statue must also be built very large.

The Archbishop had a serious expression, but his calm eyes were burning with enthusiasm. The significance of this spectacle was too great, whether it was religious or political, its significance was too heavy...

The grand plan and beautiful design hand-painted by Gray Wind have completely captured the heart of the archbishop. He is sure that as long as he can complete the "Guide" statue in his own hands, he will be famous in church history.

But while he was excited, the archbishop was also a little worried.

There is naturally no technical difficulty in building a statue, but even the simplest task will become extremely difficult when it reaches a certain scale, not to mention building such a wonder in space. While the engineering difficulty increases sharply, many variables must be considered. If the statue of the Emperor of God is hit by a passing comet in space or loses a hand, it will not just be an ordinary political disaster.

Russell knew this thing, but it would be impossible to complete it with just the state religion. In the end, they would have to seek help from the Mechanicus and ask the engine grease guys to help design and build it.

Given the tense relationship between the two religions, Russell felt that the Archbishop would definitely have to pay a heavy price for this matter. For example, the State Religion had collected and enshrined various high-tech holy relics, which the Mechanicus had coveted for many millennia. They would definitely take this opportunity to ask for a huge sum of money...

But that wasn't something he should worry about.

Russell was only responsible for coming up with the plan and had no intention of participating in its implementation. After handing over the design drawings, he immediately left the church and returned to his loyal bedroom with Grey Wind.

At this time of day, there would be mountains of government affairs piled on the desks in the offices, and there would be no time to sleep. However, since the end of the Prophet's Conference, a vigorous infrastructure construction has started in the Faya galaxy, and people from all walks of life are joining in the fun, creating a vibrant scene.

In contrast to this lively atmosphere, Russell was the most idle at this time.

After negotiating the stationing of the regiment, he directly handed over all the core powers in his hands to the Repentant Fire regiment stationed here, as well as the administrative team from Espiones. Basically, he put himself in the position of governor, and the governor who was popular with the people has basically become a sinecure.

In Espionage's view, Russell's voluntary relinquishment of power was a wise act of self-preservation.

But Huifeng knew that the marshal just wanted to take advantage of the situation.

Russell never regarded Falla as his base, and he didn't care about the power struggle. His real focus was somewhere else, a place that no one would notice.

Chapter 48 Beyond the Galaxy

In the bedroom, Gray Wind, wearing a white slim-fitting robe that looked like Alexei's and with a ribbon tied in his hair, came to the bed with Russell.

Russell didn't know why he suddenly decided to COS the prophetess, and he didn't intend to ask. What he wanted to know was something else.

The team of combat nuns who were responsible for protecting or monitoring him were now guarding the door and the window, so it was not convenient for him to communicate with Grey Wind about some more private matters here.

After thinking for a moment, Russell stretched out a finger and gently drew a circle in the air.

Gray Wind blinked and looked at his circling fingers in confusion. As the consciousness of a nanorobot cluster, it had no subspace projection and was not equipped with psychic detection equipment. Naturally, it could not feel the strange psychic fluctuations that were spreading outside the bedroom with Russell's fingertips as the center.

Affected by this fluctuation, the drowsiness that had been suppressed by drugs and willpower surged into the brains of the combat nuns guarding outside the door and windows. The sisters wearing full sets of armor suddenly became drowsy, and within a few seconds, they fell down in a mess.

Finally it’s clean…

"Are you ready?" Russell put down his hand and asked.

Gray Wind nodded: "Everything is ready."

"That's good..." Russell let out a long sigh and turned to leave. He opened the bedroom door, carefully stepped over the girls who were sleeping at the door, and left the Governor's Mansion.

Gray Wind, who was left in the bedroom by him, tilted his head, and then his body and clothes began to wriggle and change. Within a few seconds, he became a replica of Russell.

Gray Wind, who turned into Russell, lifted the quilt and crawled into the bed, lying on the bed and closing his eyes to sleep.

Russell himself quickly walked through the Governor's Palace and came to a hidden underground hangar.

There were 22 Gray Goo carrier-based aircraft parked neatly in the hangar. There were originally 24 of them. One of them had taken Bao back to the mother ship not long ago, and one was lying on his bed and sleeping soundly.

Russell boarded a nearby carrier-based aircraft. As soon as he entered the cabin, Gray Wind's slightly sticky voice came into his mind in a very familiar way:

"There are about 114 different surveillance devices watching your boarding process from various angles. There are also 5 psychics observing in the dark. There is a modified high-speed shuttle parked on the top floor of the Governor's Mansion. There is a woman dressed strangely inside... She seems to be from the Inquisition?"

"I know, let them go, let's go." Russell clasped his hands behind his back, his calm tone not showing any surprise at all.

"Good~"

22 Gray Gu carrier-based aircraft quietly drove out of the hangar, took off one after another in the moonlight, and pierced the atmosphere in neat formation.

The static stealth field was activated simultaneously, and the carrier-based aircraft formation avoided the fleet ring circling the Faya equator and rushed all the way to the outer orbit.

"Strange, why is that shuttle following behind us?" Gray Wind's voice was full of confusion: "The cloaking field is in normal condition, and none of the carrier-based aircraft are equipped with any tracking equipment. What's going on..."

How did the female inquisitor who drove the shuttle catch up?

"People who can serve as Inquisitors for a long time are more or less tainted with heresy, perhaps alien technology, or perhaps the evil magic of the warp." Russell said calmly: "I won't try to block psychic energy or anything like that, I'll just jump directly."

"it is good."

Gray Wind responded to Russell's order, and 22 Gray Gu carrier-based aircraft quickly flew out of Faya's outer orbit with a static stealth field. Except for the one that Russell was on, the entire carrier-based aircraft formation disintegrated on the spot in the vast space into a metal nanocloud composed of countless nanorobots.

The nano cloud only existed for a moment before it regrouped around the carrier-based aircraft where Russell was, forming a shuttle-shaped ship of considerable size.

This small Gray Goo battleship left Faya far behind at an extremely fast speed and rushed into the debris belt outside the galaxy.

Afterwards, the curvature of the space around the hull showed bends and twists that were invisible to the naked eye, like a slingshot that was constantly being bent and accumulating elastic potential energy.

When the curvature of space reaches its limit, the "bow" opens.

The small Gray Gu battleship disappeared with Russell in its place. It was not until half an hour later that the shuttle that had been following it from a distance finally arrived at the scene.

In front of me was a deserted stretch of gravel.

"Lost..."

Inside the shuttle, a tall, short-haired woman took off her fully enclosed helmet and slumped in the shuttle's driver's seat.

Bernadette was not very satisfied with the driving experience of this shuttle.

This high-speed vehicle was designed according to the size standards of Space Marines and was not meant to be driven by ordinary people. Even for her, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, it was a bit awkward to drive.

"Report the tracking results."

Bernadette held the helmet to her lips with one hand and said:

"The group of planes Russell was on entered a kind of stealth state after flying out of Faya's orbit. I tried to track the spiritual awareness signal and continue to follow it, but the signal disappeared after rushing into the gravel belt."

"Tried to search for its traces in the surrounding airspace... but to no avail."

"Tracking failed."

After completing the mission report, Bernatita stretched to relieve the back pain caused by maintaining an incorrect sitting posture for a long time, then sat up straight again and continued to operate the shuttle.

She had a hunch that Russell had left the Faya system and gone somewhere else, but the psychic detection array on the shuttle did not detect the water waves caused by the activation of the subspace engine, and the place where the fleet disappeared was not at Mandeville Point.

...Bernatita felt that the group of people who ordered her around had some fluid in their brains, or they were deliberately targeting her. The Star-Bombers could come up with something like the L-Star-Gate that didn't rely on the subspace at all, yet they actually asked her to detect subspace signals, under the pretext of just in case.

But there is no way, since I am a criminal, and even though I have not been tried yet, I have been deprived of most of my powers.

After the prophetess left, there was no one who could convict her, and all trials would have to be discussed later. But the inability to convict her did not mean that she could not be made to suffer, and the high-ranking priests of the state church were very happy to let this judge, who used to have great power, become a white glove to do dirty work for the masters.

When she thought about the harsh trial she would have to endure in the future, Bernatita felt that her future was bleak. In addition to facing accusations from all sides, she would also have to endure attacks from other judges.

The Inquisition has never been a united organization.

At the same time, in the uninhabited deep sky outside the Milky Way, a circle of light space ripples suddenly appeared.

The Faya Galaxy is located at the end of the Star Torch's light and the edge of the halo. It is the very end of the Milky Way's cantilever arm. Beyond this is the abyss beyond the Milky Way where even the Emperor's light cannot reach.

However, the sky abyss is not empty. Now, the small Gray Gu warship, which is the incarnation of Gray Wind, takes Russell out of Faya, crosses the halo, and crosses to the outside of the Milky Way.

Chapter 49 Possibility

If the Milky Way is compared to a sandbox, then each star system is a grain of sand in the sandbox. But there are always a few unruly grains of sand that are not in the sandbox, but drifting alone in the boundless void outside the Milky Way.

What Russell came to was such an unknown galaxy isolated in the river.

The galaxy is located in a dark void where no starlight can be seen. There are three planets in the galaxy, orbiting an active pulsar that continuously radiates huge amounts of electromagnetic pulse signals. The entire galaxy is in an extremely "lively" state.

Looking into the Milky Way from here, one can directly see with the naked eye the star system that Grey Wind detonated not long ago to annihilate the Zerg swarm - but that was before the explosion.

If you want to see the dazzling light spots created by the stellar explosion in the starry sky here, you will have to wait at least a hundred or eighty years.

It is in such a bustling galaxy filled with electromagnetic pulses that a giant battleship, silver-gray in color and covered with complex scaly armor, is quietly parked in the orbit of Planet No. 2, not far from the pulsar.

That is the Gray Gu mothership, intact, with the scale-like structure on its surface complex and delicate, flawless beauty without even a scratch.

"The people in the Mechanical Society thought you were destroyed in the explosion and almost sued me for damaging cultural relics." Russell sat in the central cabin of the small Gray Goo warship and said half-jokingly, "I think I can sue them for false accusation now."

"You better not do it, Marshal? I finally managed to take this opportunity to step back from the spotlight."

Gray Wind was still terrified. "And for some reason, the reaction after the two stars were detonated was unexpectedly violent. The energy level of the explosion was much higher than originally estimated. It was so scary that I almost thought the car was going to flip over."