Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

Ahriman took a deep breath when he heard this. No matter whether it would succeed or not, he still had to try it to know.

"Let the ceremony begin. Let us teleport our army into orbit above Terra."

"This war has dragged on long enough."

Chapter 624 Waiting for a Comet (Please subscribe)

The mortals who were airlifted to the surface of the planet at this moment had not yet realized that the end of the world was approaching. They came from all corners of the vast galaxy and were brought here as slaves after their home planet was captured by Horus's rebels.

Most of the people came to the solar system for the first time in their lives. They observed the surrounding environment with fear and curiosity. As long as they looked up, they could see the not-so-dazzling light.

They are so far away from the sun that they feel the sun of humanity's home planet is no more than that.

When tens of billions of people suddenly arrive in an unfamiliar environment, extremely chaotic consequences are inevitable.

The Thousand Sons and the Word Bearers were still working out the details of the ceremony, and aside from a daily food airdrop, the mortals on the planet's surface were under no constraints.

Under this special situation, the crowd automatically began to disperse and form groups.

Some strong gang members or retired soldiers began to rely on violence to establish the prototype of gangs. They robbed airborne food and used it as a threat to make more humans obey them.

Some Chaos cultists also took the opportunity to preach among the crowd. They promoted the faith of the gods of the Warp and called on mortals to spit on the false emperor and throw themselves into the arms of the true gods so that they could ascend to the Kingdom of God after death.

Some smarter people tried to salvage useful items from the ruins, even some completely crashed aircraft, so that they could escape from this damn planet.

Some people expose the baseness of human nature, while others show the precious brilliance of human nature.

However, all this farce became meaningless after the ceremony was completed.

"We sacrificed nine hundred and ninety-nine Space Marines loyal to the false emperor, ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Imperial auxiliary troops who would never surrender, and ninety-nine billion living mortal slaves."

Ahriman created a psychic resonance with all the psykers of the Thousand Sons Legion. An extremely large eight-pointed star totem in the Warp emerged on the surface of the planet and was also imprinted on every human being.

Ninety-nine minutes later, the ceremony began instantly.

Those humans who were trying to rebuild the social order through violence were horrified to find that their bodies were melting. Everyone was violently vomiting blood, and some even exploded. The blood was pulled into the ritual altar by a mysterious force.

The tide of death spread quickly and no one was spared, no matter whether they were kneeling on the ground to pray, cursing and resisting, or simply lying there stupidly.

Hundreds of millions of humans were losing blood, and their bodies were rapidly melting and merging into the river of blood.

The blood gathered into an ocean that submerged the surface of the planet, constantly churning, taking shape, and rotating, and finally condensed into a crystal ball made of blood in space.

The wails of countless souls surrounded it, and an unprecedented ether frenzy was boiling in the pain of the dead. Driven by this force, the power of the subspace finally broke through the barrier of the curtain and descended directly into the real universe.

Even the Thousand Sons and the Word Bearers looked in horror at the blood-red crystal ball floating in the universe.

Everyone could hear the sound of the immaterial ocean currents rushing, and the whispers directly from the High Heavens began to spread, even the stellar wreckage, satellites, and warship wreckage within the coverage area were being assimilated and integrated.

A terrible whisper came to Ahriman's ears. A warp storm was rapidly gathering and forming, but its range of action was limited to the solar system.

The tools they used for the ritual were corroded by the power of the Warp, and the Dark Apostle Rajak looked exhausted to the extreme, with the exquisite paint on his power armor completely peeling off and the metal plates corroded away.

Ahriman watched as his hair fell off in an instant, and the exposed skin became wrinkled and old like a dying old woman, his life force becoming extremely weak and depressed.

Rajak coughed lightly a few times, and when he spread out his hands again, they were already filled with teeth stained with blood.

Due to the loss of teeth, the voice of the Dark Apostle became a little strange.

"Now, we still have to wait for something to arrive."

"Waiting for a comet."

Ahriman looked confused, but soon he knew what the Word Bearers were talking about.

In the starry sky, a comet with a thin tail of material appeared in the field of vision.

Its appearance was so abrupt and yet so coincidental, so coincidental that it gave people the feeling that it had been planned for a long time.

"It is a comet left over from the Dark Age of Technology. It only appears once every thousand years around the solar system. The last time it appeared on Terra was when the Unification War ended."

The Word Bearer explained to Ahriman, who was watching the approaching comet, wondering what was going on.

"To celebrate the victory in the Unification War, the Emperor intercepted it, and we built a temple on it to commemorate the victory.

During the Great Crusade, we the Word Bearers once again built a temple on the comet to honor the Emperor, and buried here the remains of countless people who died heroically for the Imperium."

Ahriman suddenly realized that this comet was the last missing piece of the puzzle.

Only by offering sacrifices to the bones of the Empire's victims and its dormant temples can the Dark Gods be truly pleased.

Let the sacred be corrupted, let the loyal be tarnished, let the remains of those who sacrificed for the Empire and humanity become the pendulum that tolls the death knell of the Empire.

The sacrifices of tens of billions of humans were only intended to contaminate the human remains on this sacred comet.

"Previously, the Imperial Fists cleared and destroyed our traces on this comet, but as it moved here again, we also cleared out the Imperial Fists stationed on it."

Rajak decided the fate of the Empire's defenders on the comet with ease, and Ahriman was not surprised.

This war is just a game of you killing me and me killing you. Death is a very normal thing.

"Now, let us board the comet and complete the final ceremony."

Rajak invited Ahriman to board the Thunderhawk gunship, and under the operation of the technical sergeant, the orbit of the ship gradually overlapped with that of the comet.

Many gunboats fired at the comet's artificial shell at the same time, while the Word Bearers praised the dark gods devoutly. Whenever Ahriman heard those disgusting prayers, he felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

A series of attacks penetrated the artificial shell of the comet. Humans in the dark technological age created it for unknown purposes, and now this comet will become the key to the success of the ceremony.

Ahriman and Rajak jumped out of the cabin before the Thunderhawk gunship landed. The air here was extremely cold, and the water vapor on the surface of the power armor instantly turned into ice crystals.

Scattered on the ground here were the remains of the Imperial Fists' iconic yellow power armor, mixed with the bodies of some Word Bearers warriors.

Surrounding these identifiable corpses are countless white skulls, which are the remains of the victims buried here.

The thin material emitted from the surface of the comet emitted a psychedelic light under the sunlight, which made Ahriman stare at it for a long time.

"Go ahead, let's open the portal to Terra."

As Layak spoke, the huge blood-red crystal ball condensed in the universe appeared on the orbit of the comet, and the two collided violently in an instant.

Chapter 625: The Gateway to Terra

The fear and resentment extracted from tens of billions of mortals collided with the satellite that buried the remains of countless loyalists of the Empire.

In an instant, a large amount of blood fell from the sky, covering everything on the surface of the comet.

The disorderly piled-up white skulls were contaminated into a scarlet color, and the strong, almost insoluble smell of brass and rust rushed into the nostrils of Ahriman and others.

The Thousand Sons and Word Bearers who landed on the surface of the comet walked in a pool of blood. The surging power of the Warp even dyed the thin matter flow of the comet into blood.

Rajak bent down and knelt on the ground. He scooped up the dirty blood on the ground with his hands and threw it into the sky.

All the Word Bearers lay devoutly on the ground, praying devoutly to the Dark Gods in the blood of mankind, longing for them to bestow their blessings.

Blood stained the sacred comet, and an abominable force descended upon it.

Just as the comet passed through its orbit, a huge subspace rift appeared.

Endless etheric power gushed out, and the deep blue-purple light stretched out like countless tentacles, pulling at the soul of any observer.

"We did it, opened a portal to Terra."

The Dark Apostle was completely exhausted. He maintained his balance with the help of other Word Bearers, while Ahriman watched all this with a complicated expression.

Everything before their eyes was burning. In the temple built by the Emperor to commemorate the victory of the War of Unification, every granite pillar was ablaze and every inch of the building was slowly being destroyed.

The gods of the Warp accepted this gift, and the heroic souls buried here were also devoured. The power that these sacred and noble souls can release is far greater than that of mortal souls.

The comet was trembling, slowly disintegrating in flames, and the Word Bearers and Thousand Sons quickly evacuated back to the gunship, and with the engines blasting out streams of blazing plasma, they instantly soared into the sky.

Now, even the light of the Astronomican could not stop the opening of the Warp rift. Perturabo and Abaddon, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately ordered thousands of warships to sail into it.

The Iron Blood and the Vengeful Spirit were the first to be hit, followed by other battleships, cruisers and frigates.

Ahriman turned around to look at the comet that had been dyed red. The artificial star that had been circling the solar system since the Dark Age of Technology had burned up and disappeared.

At the same moment, the sun of mankind suddenly flickered, bursting with unprecedented light and then became extremely dim.

From their current position, the sun seemed to have gone out, leaving only a hazy, thin arc of light.

Ahriman finally smiled. They had done it, opened the gate to the warp.

At the same time, the Imperial Army fell into panic, and even the Mechanicus priests who followed the army did not understand why this sudden change had occurred.

At the forefront of the battle with the rebels, Ryan Johnson, who was leading his troops in the battle, suddenly felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

The lions of Caliban had extremely powerful beast instincts, and this chill came from Terra behind them.

"They finally came, just as I had seen them before."

Beside the lion, Midnight Ghost, wearing a blue-purple cloak and lightning-patterned power armor, muttered to himself.

These two former enemies now stood side by side to fight against the fierce attacks from the Sons of Horus and the Iron Warriors.

"No matter how we try to stop it, the final battle will take place on Terra. All the timelines I have seen converge here."

"Lion, the war we are experiencing now has never been a simple human civil war. If it was only Horus who rebelled, he would never be able to cause such a big storm."

"The real root lies in the evil gods of the warp. They harbor endless malice and greed towards our universe. Humans are the largest race in this era of our universe, so they are naturally the first to bear the brunt."

The Midnight Haunter, who had been troubled by the prophetic illusions in the past and was even driven almost crazy, is now extremely clear-headed.

He has deeply realized that some things cannot be changed, and fate just gives him a break, which does not mean that they will disappear.

"Shut your mouth, it's useless for you to say this now."

"Perturabo has figured out how to defeat us. He plans to open a portal directly to Terra, and then smash his thousands of warships directly into the throne world of mankind."

Coze was not at all angered by Ryan's roar; he just murmured.

"In fact, it's not intended, they have already done it."

Ryan and Koz looked up at the same time. After the sun dimmed, an extremely dazzling light came from the direction of Uranus, as if another sun was rising over there.

The Primarchs' eyes looked across the long distance and vaguely saw a burning temple. It was the burning Comet Temple that released light brighter than the sun.

About 90 seconds later, the dim sun released endless light and heat again, and the temple burned out, exhausting all its power.

"We have detected a huge ether energy fluctuation near the moon, my lord. The rebels are passing through the torn subspace portal and directly reaching the core of our defense."

The Lion King's chief steward, Coswayn, reported bitterly that whether they were willing to believe it or not, the fact was already like this and it was meaningless to continue defending here.