Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

This planet was not the target of the expeditionary fleet, but because of the sudden demon attack, the fleet had to leave the warp to avoid danger.

But when the Auspex saw the miserable condition of humans on that planet, everyone fell silent.

Roche closed his eyes in pain, Guilliman gritted his teeth, and the power gauntlet made a terrifying noise when he squeezed it.

Sanguinius propped his Spear of Ultimate Victory on the ground, his wings folded and tensed behind him, and a tear of blood fell from the corner of his eye.

Only Ryan remained calm, his eyes never leaving the planet in front of him that was stricken by the plague.

Even in the real universe, the bell is still ringing, and the invisible waves of psychic energy make human warships tremble, like toys in the hands of giants.

Even as humans moved away from the subspace, the bell sound became more and more urgent, as if some extremely coveted treasure had been lost.

But as the Warp rift closed and the curtain fell again, the malicious being in the Warp finally withdrew its power with hatred. It failed and was unable to keep the four precious Primarchs on the ship.

"Where are we?" Guilliman asked. The mortal crew and officers in the cabin had lost many men. Because of the spread of the disease, many people had to spend some time recuperating even if they did not die.

"This is not the Daven system. We are still some distance away from there."

Roche glanced at the Thinker's display screen, which was calculating its position based on the position of the stars and the navigation trajectory.

In the computing and processing center of this planetary battleship, a series of black stone arrays formed a powerful anti-subspace stance, and a true artificial intelligence was operating in this environment.

The enormous floating point computing power controls the entire battleship, which is why the crew members from the Indomitable Truth on the New Caliban can easily control it.

A large number of automated facilities and procedures have liberated manpower. At least, for example, those who fill the macro-cannon array with shells are no longer mortal slaves, and those who maintain the battleship engines and reactors are no longer inefficient oil men.

This warship, which is hundreds of kilometers long, is much larger than the Indomitable Truth, but has a greater reaction speed and flexibility than the Indomitable Truth. It is smarter and more efficient.

The Dark Angels transferred the Cogito core from the Indomitable Truth to the New Caliban, and the space giant actually had two sets of processing cores, the external Cogito processor, and the artificial intelligence processor in the internal Blackstone array.

In fact, according to Roche's idea, the artificial intelligence under the Blackstone Array that is not afraid of the corrosion of the subspace is already fully capable of controlling the battleship, but the stubbornness and vigilance of the Dark Angels have made the New Caliban have two thinking brains.

"This is the Episimos system. There are refugees on this damn planet."

As the Thinker gave the answer, everyone understood the location of the expedition fleet.

The plague planet below the fleet has a strong warp reaction, which is extremely rare in the real universe. Luo Xi believes that it may be related to the decayed garden encountered in the warp before.

But the most surprising news was another one. The captain of the New Caliban reported that he had received a communication from the planet Episimos III.

It sounds incredible that there are still humans alive on this hellish planet.

"Is it human? Or a trap for something else?" asked Guilliman.

"Yes, it's severely distorted, but it's still sending out signals."

"Then move the boat closer so we can hear more clearly." Ryan said, and his captain Stannis immediately followed the Lion's order.

As the distance got closer, the battleship's scanning array became clearer.

The entire planet Episimos III seemed to be soaked in a thick soup of decay. Its two broods were burning with flames to fight against the pervasive disease and corrosion. Only the burning broods were still glowing on the planet.

The land and forests looked like wriggling gray lumps of meat, and the entire continent looked like a giant mouth with a creepy smile.

Somehow, when Luo Xi saw this planet, a strong idea came into his mind.

This world, this planet is hungry and in pain, but it cannot die.

This is a planet severely corrupted by the Warp, drifting in the storm of destruction. No one knows what is happening here, except for the expedition fleet that came here by accident.

Captain Stannis learned the content of the communication signal from the battleship's senior technicians and Mechanicus priests, and conveyed it to the Primarch truthfully.

"We have been contacted by a colonel named Eleska Revos, who tells us that Episimos III is still fighting, but they won't be able to hold out for much longer."

"Since the sun's rays began to flicker, an irresistible disease began to spread across this hive world. Too many people died, but what was even more terrifying was that the dead got up again and continued to spread the disease."

Roche and Guilliman looked at each other in bewilderment. They understood that what the remaining resistance on this planet described was exactly the destructive storm unleashed by the Word Bearers after the end of the War of Calth.

As the storm of destruction rages, the ether currents in the warp have intensified their erosion of the real universe. Perhaps this is closely related to the planet's appearance.

"Where is your supreme commander? Colonel?" Ryan asked.

"I am the supreme commander, sir." The woman who spoke had a strange voice, as if she was suppressing the urge to cough and swallowing the thick phlegm stuck in her throat and trachea.

"Our governor died long ago, General Palhe lost contact a week ago, and all the survivors gathered at the spire of the hive city."

"I see you guys, there are so many big ships."

The female voice seemed to have seen something surprising, but soon faded away.

It is not impossible to see the expeditionary fleet in space from the spire of the hive city. Moreover, given the terrifying size of the New Caliban, it would be strange not to see it.

"Should we save them? All the survivors are at the top of the tower?" Luo Xi looked at everyone and asked.

No one spoke, even Guilliman remained silent. There was a cautious calm in the air, and no one wanted to break this atmosphere prematurely.

Everyone knows the horror happening on that planet. Even if those who survived have survived to this day, they would probably have already been infected with the Warp Disease.

Saving them would mean putting the expeditionary fleet in danger.

Many times, emotion must obey reason, even the original body is no exception.

They are hailed as demigods, but what can they do when faced with humans who collapse and die from these diseases, only to rise again as monsters?

The silence of the communicator was transmitted to the top of the hive city, and the woman named Eleska said.

"I'm sorry, my lords. Our troops fought to the end, but the greatest enemy is not the zombies, but the land beneath our feet. It is against us. Disease and corruption are spreading on the land. We don't know what it is. Even the priests of the Mechanicus have already died of the disease."

"We don't know why we have survived until now, but I know that we also don't have much time left. The remaining resistance fighters on Episimos III are all changing, and we will become the walking dead like our compatriots."

At the end of her speech, Eleska finally couldn't resist coughing. Listening to the shrill sound, Luo Xi could imagine a strong female warrior who held on to the end but still couldn't help coughing up bloody phlegm.

"What do you need us to do?" Luo Xi grabbed the communicator and asked.

Perhaps they held on for the arrival of reinforcements, but when the expedition fleet actually arrived they found that it might be too late.

The only remaining glory belonging to humanity made them unable to speak of evacuation, and they chose silence instead.

The woman's voice was getting lower and lower, like the last sounds before death.

"We ask nothing more, sir, than that you save our souls and free us while we are still human."

"Episimos III remains loyal to the Emperor. Please destroy our planet, destroy those blasphemous zombies, and send us to the Emperor's arms."

Lion, Guilliman, and Sanguinius said in unison.

"as you wish."

The communication was disconnected at this point, and no one spoke. Only the mortal crew members and Mechanicus technicians were busy.

The star-destroying cannon of the New Caliban was accumulating energy, and endless light and heat were brewing at the bow. At the same time, the side turrets of the battleship ejected whirlwind torpedoes, and these deadly extinction-destroying weapons descended upon the planet.

It was as if a continent with a smiling face was shattered into pieces by the star-destroying cannon, and like an ocean of corrupt soup it completely evaporated, and the two human nests disappeared in the flames and light within a radius of thousands of kilometers.

The atmosphere began to catch fire, and clouds of fire spread across the entire planet, like peeled fruit, revealing the filth and corruption beneath.

Under the all-round attack of the cyclone torpedo, the mantle was twitching, and large-scale terrifying earthquakes tore the continental shelf apart. It seemed as if a living thing was twitching and struggling. The core of the planet was shattered, and the shock wave of the explosion began to be released in all directions.

The magma breaks free from the constraints of gravity and fills the universe, then cools and solidifies before falling again.

The planet Episimos III exploded completely, everything was melting, colliding, and disintegrating, and now only interstellar dust floating in the universe remained.

A planet, a life let out a heartbreaking whimper, and it came to an abrupt end at the highest and sharpest moment. Both the corruption of the warp and the planet itself were completely dead.

Those humans who held on died, and died as human beings.

Luo Xi was a little dazed. They destroyed the human world with their own hands.

How many such beings are there in the vast galaxy? How many humans are still suffering?

Maybe this is a necessary evil.

Chapter 316: The Curse of the Angel (Please Subscribe)

The experience of Episimos III was just a minor episode, and everyone tacitly agreed not to mention the planet that was completely annihilated by the orbital bombardment.

That is just one of the planets contaminated by the power of the warp. In this vast galaxy, how many planets have fallen under the power of chaos like this?

No one knows, and no one even cares. The erosion of the subspace on the real universe has never been a gentle thing. Every minute and every second, countless humans are struggling to die, or falling into situations more terrible than death.

The war between the Supreme Heaven and the real universe is not just a war on paper, but a life-and-death struggle.

They have to speed up.

The sooner we resolve Devin's issue and destroy that extremely corrupt planet, the more we can save humanity.

Luo Xi noticed a detail. Even the seemingly indifferent and extremely cruel and cold-blooded Lion King Ryan became anxious after witnessing so many human sufferings.

On the following journey, Ryan again ordered the fleet to destroy six planets that had been completely corrupted.

Among them are planets corrupted by the power of the Blood God. All humans on the planet are fighting each other to decide the final champion. There are rivers of blood and corpses everywhere. Some planets are polluted by the Prince of Pleasure. All people are indulging in endless madness. All kinds of behaviors that are horrifying to humans are constantly challenging the bottom line on this planet.

The closer they got to Daven, the more serious the signs of corruption in the Warp became. For these hopeless planets, the Protector of the Second Empire had only one answer: extermination order.

The expeditionary fleet never once attempted to airdrop troops to save those planets because it was impractical.

The complete destruction by the Extermination Order is a mercy to them and also a mercy to humanity.

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"Why did you choose to take action that day? I thought you would be happy to see your brothers in trouble, after all, you had committed many terrorist attacks in Macragge before."

Still in the same room, Koz, who was trapped in Veronica's body, was reading a book by himself. He seemed to have really reformed, but Luo Xi still didn't dare to trust him completely.

He spoke tentatively, trying to find out the bottom line of this Midnight Haunter.

"I'm just bored, don't think too much. I hate the Emperor, but I also hate Chaos. Those abominations make me feel sick."

"If this damn Empire and the stinking Chaos are placed together, I will kill Chaos first and then the Empire. There is no conflict."

Conrad acted nonchalant and emphasized this.

And Luo Xi's mouth twitched slightly. If Conrad really thought so, he would not have rushed so fast that day.

However, this crazy guy did not come into contact with any chaos forces while betraying the empire.

Even the Night Lords Legion seemed extremely resistant to the corruption of the Warp, and was considered one of the few traitor legions that was relatively clean.

Perhaps it is because his psychic prophecies come from the Warp, Night Haunter has pure hatred for any Chaos contamination. He hates everything that makes him so painful, the Emperor and Chaos.

In Roche's opinion, Conrad was perhaps the purest of the rebellious Primarchs. He hated the Emperor for giving him such a fate, and he also hated the lingering Warp, so he followed the trajectory of fate to rebel against the Empire, and he wanted to find the death that was destined for him.

With this extremely bad mentality, Conrad often does many funny things, which makes people even more unpredictable.