Warhammer 40k Origins Stellaris Civilization Simulator

First born was Tal, the father of the wilderness. His essence embodies the animality of the commonwealth's inhabitants. Since we haven't yet escaped our carbon-based form, we remain a higher order of animal. Within his spiritual core, he recalls the call of primal nature and the roar of the great beasts of the wilderness.

He is the most powerful of all the spirit machines besides Io, because even with the Federation's technology, it cannot say that it has completely gotten rid of its animal nature, so he occupies the most cohesion.

Then there is Raya, who represents the developed state of nature, in opposition to and yet in unity with Tal, and whose spiritual light has the aura of fields, plants, and farmers.

Mannan represents the inspiration of the planet's hydrosphere and oceans, because the clean sea, which is extremely precious to the empire, is available in our territory.

Myrmidia, the inspiration for war and victory.

Verena, the inspiration of scholars and judges.

Lanold represents the inspiration of trickery and wealth.

Salia represents healing and compassionate inspiration.

Finally, there's Solkan, a spiritual entity possessing the explosive spiritual power of the sun, a fiery aura beneath a stubborn armor. He embodies the concepts of violence and just retribution for the sake of justice within the Confederacy's spiritual currents. He is the last to be born, but only weaker than the most powerful, Tal.

When the many lesser deities ignited, they merged together into Io under the call of battle passion.

At this moment, the Dragon God has turned into the Nine-Faced Dragon God, no longer Io, but IO. His power is far beyond what it used to be, so much so that even the residents of the Federation have almost lost their minds.

But fortunately, our ascension project was not launched at random. The power of the affected population has firmly nailed the minds of the federal citizens to the origin, and even divine power cannot change their views.

With IO as the focal point, the Federation began to perform a most powerful spiritual ritual of unprecedented power: the Storm's Host.

It will allow spiritual power to be bestowed upon the Confederacy's armies, granting them three chances to heal and radiate spiritual fire at full power. Assisted by the pinnacle of psionic omnipotence, we will become unstoppable.

Victory is at hand. Our enemies can show off their spirit and act as arrogantly as they like, but they can never escape from this Five Finger Mountain.

82, as the ancient spirits have seen

In the distant deep space, above the wandering craft world of Usvi, the great prophet Kalis searches for the bright path of destiny in the infinite illusions of the soul dimension.

She looked like she was dreaming, but she was dreaming of things that were about to happen.

As remnants of the ancient Eldar Empire, the Ark Eldar relied on the foresight of their prophets to escape the fate of being buried alongside their lost homeland. Therefore, they place great importance on prophecies of fate, striving to facilitate their fulfillment or avert them, even though these prophecies often fail to come true and always come true in distorted ways.

In this era, the end era announced by the prophets, when the cycle of all things is about to reach its desperate end, it is even more important to take actions to foresee fate.

Under the coercion of the returning ancient enemy and the pursuit of the dark forces of the other world, countless Asulani have tried their best to preserve the last spark of their species.

That sorrow was also brought into the Great Prophet's dream today, and Calis once again saw the trace of the ancient enemy.

Since the Silent King once again announced his decree to the galaxy, declaring the end of the silent era of the Necrons, countless ancient tombs and pyramids have emerged across the galaxy, and the power of the Necrons has continued to grow.

This is another typical Necromancer Tomb World, and a powerful dynasty with ample weaponry and even fragments of abominations.

They were engaged in a war with an unknown, newly emerged race, a scene that usually ended in disaster, with the young race powerless to resist the might of the Necrons, and their fate was destruction.

But that doesn't seem to be the case.

Those new species fought so bravely and tenaciously that the once invincible ranks of the Necrons were unable to make any progress and were even repelled many times.

The defeat in the battle forced the Great Pharaoh of the Necrontyr to personally arrive at the center of the battlefield and, with his highest authority, summon the dynasty's ultimate weapon: the former God of Creation.

The rules of the universe were distorted by Kattan's boundless power, and the weapons of the new race could no longer cause any harm. However, the challengers still did not give up. They sang songs with swords in hand, and with great courage, they fought against their flesh-and-blood enemies.

The Great Prophet felt confused for a moment. When she focused her attention, she suddenly realized that what she saw was the past. The God of Creation was intact. It was the terrifying Azagrod, and those new species who faced death and fought bravely for the great cause of the ancient saints were the former Asulani.

Everything is just a flashback to the glorious epic of the ancient elves, not a scene of the present. The time and space in the warp are extremely chaotic, and it is common to observe the past.

The Great Prophet knew all that was to come, and many of the Eldar began to sing, with such power that he would call upon the Lord of War, Khaine, the noble God of War, whose hands were unstained with Eldar blood. He would detonate a hundred suns, destroy the form of the Nightbringer, and bring victory to the Eldar.

But that’s not the case.

She saw that the person coming was not the Warmonger Kane, but a strange figure emitting the same aura. They might not be as powerful as Kane, but they were as special as him, so much so that the filter of the warp could not change their appearance.

From one to nine, numerous shining ones arrived at the battlefield, and the entire battle situation changed dramatically.

The Necrons' fleets are advancing, their Tomb Warships and Floating Pyramids once capable of easily destroying the Federation's resistance forces one by one.

However, when the first rays of spiritual light penetrated the battlefield, the Necromancer fleet's advance stalled. The glory of the gods made the fleet of the newborn empire, which covered the sky and the sun, indestructible. Not even the roar of the remaining body of the God of Creation could bring down these huge warships.

The gods then used their warships as weapons, demonstrating their power. In reality, the warships fired no ordinary beams of disintegration, but streams of spiritual energy capable of shattering the very fabric of reality. Even Katan was unable to avoid the devastation wrought by these "manifestations of the will to destroy."

The weapon projected thoughts of destruction onto the seemingly indestructible defense arrays of the Undead, and then completely disintegrated these defense systems under completely unscientific circumstances.

The counterattack of the Undead fleet was terrifying. Their green beams and gravitational waves still possessed the power to destroy the world, enough to wipe out the reckless rebels in one blow. However, any discerning person could see that, just like the Overlord who fought in Pengcheng, no matter how brave and invincible they were, the front line was retreating step by step.

The Pharaoh, who could no longer tolerate defeat, whipped his former god with all his might, asking him to use his pain to destroy everything in the universe. A large number of battleships of the new forces were swept away by Catan's screams.

Seeing the enemy chief's stubborn resistance, the gods themselves wielded their divine weapons and fought against the dynasty pharaoh's chariot. The pharaoh's former master was firmly bound in the flagship, and it was it that gave the undead infinite power.

The Wild Father brandished his sharp teeth and claws, removing the living golden skeleton of the God of Shards, and the Summer Mother used her sickle to mow down the clusters of immortals that no longer grew.

Following closely behind was the God of the Ocean, whose trident swayed in the universe, summoning huge waves of the starry sea. Then the God of Vengeance rode the huge waves and led the army of the undead into the sea of fire. The waves of the starry sea were naturally dry, so the fire would not go out.

Finally, a majestic dragon, with its stormy breath, shattered the Necron Pharaoh's vehicle, announcing the victorious counterattack of the new forces against the ancient empire.

The gods showed off their spirit, showed their majesty, and became braver and braver as the battle went on. They might not be as great as Kane was in the past, but Kane was dead, and the things before them were still alive.

The first attack was strong, the second was weak, and the third was exhausted. When the fearless Undead lords also retreated in front of the enemies all over the mountains, the victory or defeat was already decided.

The Triple Goddess of War, Knowledge, and Peace inspired the will of the remaining soldiers, allowing them to charge fearlessly, tearing through the Necrons' formations and destroying as many enemies as possible.

The ancient enemy that the Eldar now feared was badly defeated today. The gravitational pull of the star was filled with the remains of the defeated Undead master. This time they would never wake up from their slumber.

The warriors of the new force in the Milky Way cheered the arrival of the first victory. They will pursue the victory and completely wipe out the old and disrespectful people.

It was all so immersive that the Great Seer wanted to know more, but the end of the war made her prying no longer appropriate.

The eyes of the foreign god with a dragon head met the eyes of the Eldar prophet who was millions of light years away.

The feeling produced by the giant dragon was strangely familiar. If the elves in front of him were millions of years younger, they might have some kind of hallucination, as if the creator had returned to his side.

Unfortunately, the Eldar of this era could not resonate with this. Before their fall, they even believed that it was Asuryan who created them, rather than those ancient sages.

This complicated and tortuous past cannot provide mercy in the present, and the dragon has no intention of being polite with the prophet.

"Go away!"

Kalis woke as if from a dream. The backlash of the Warp prophecy had made her almost forget everything she had dreamed. The slight remaining insights mixed with Cain's legends might eventually allow her to discover the anomaly, or perhaps not.

She had only a subtle feeling that perhaps the prophecy of the end was wrong, that perhaps the future was not rolling forward towards the end, but a spiral of rise and fall, and what had happened before would happen again.

The image of heaven may return to the world again, whether it is a paradise of peace or a paradise of war.

83. Behind the natural barrier of Nano Cloud is the Iron Wall of Undead!

Although they didn't know the vision of the Eldar prophet far away in the sky, the combat scientific research personnel of the Federation had the pleasure of seeing the advanced military scientific achievements in full force.

From electronic tactics to large ships and cannons, both the most sophisticated and the most brutal means were used by both sides. This was a war that was most consistent with the space combat doctrine in Federation social science, and its results were also in line with the expectations of space warfare theory: the Federation, with greater production capacity and no generation gap in tactics and weapons, was relying on its numerical advantage to move towards victory.

When the Necron Legion had exhausted all its strategies and was pinned down by the Federation forces in the core area, unable to make any progress with its superior firepower or human wave tactics, the humiliated and enraged Ancient Empire used its ultimate weapon of decisive battle.

It was a pyramid battleship, similar to other undead pyramid structures. It looked nothing special except that it was larger.

Until the contents buried in the pyramid were revealed, it was a strange mechanical life form, its body was crimson, made of dead flexible metal, and looked fragmented.

Due to the creature's unimaginable fear and incalculable reality distortion index, its code name was later determined to be the Crimson God.

This giant mechanical entity was bound to the core of the pyramid by the Necrons with a restraint. The restraint was even stronger than the pyramid itself. It was useless for Black Tiger to try to dig out its heart and get to the vital part.

When the "Crimson God" was whipped by the energy whips of the undead, it let out a manic roar, and the sound seemed to shatter reality itself. No sound-silencing device could prevent the people present from hearing its screams.

Although the soldiers present joked that the bound man was "whipped and spinning like a top," his ugliness did not reduce his threat.

Instead, it inflicted even more harshly the treatment it had suffered on the federal troops, who had done no harm to it.

It created a field that stretched for an unimaginable distance, generating a large amount of antimatter within it, which would annihilate hundreds of Federation battleships within the attack range in one blow.

The scene was terrifying, as if the Federation troops had been swallowed whole by some invisible monster. Because the creature absorbed the energy generated by the antimatter annihilation, the explosion did not occur, and the affected troops seemed to have disappeared into thin air.

If the Federation's ultimate weapon had not arrived in time, the situation on the battlefield might have been reversed in an instant.

Fortunately, the nine gods of machinery arrived at the right time, and the spiritual incarnations of many new mechanical gods relied on the ritual of the descent of heaven to emerge in this warring universe.

Afterwards, they activated the second spiritual ritual: Storm Armies, which provided the Federation's forces with impenetrable protection and a new attack method of emitting psychic divine fire.

The battle situation that was almost reversed was stabilized again. Even if the Undead Dynasty used the Soul-Exorcising Obelisk, it could not erase the impact of so many psychic entities approaching. Their shields were unable to defend against the attack of the spiritual fire, and they were beaten back again.

The flagship Pyramid carrying the Crimson God faced off against a cluster of Mecha God's incarnations.

The fierce battle between the two caused the reality index of that area to fluctuate, resulting in the federal database itself having no records of the details of this battle.

Because of the distorted reality, the Federation's sensors could not receive any normal signals. The battlefield recorders at that time did not even know as much as the Eldar Great Prophet who was far away in the sky.

Regardless, the final result was certain. Many mecha gods merged into the incarnation of the Nine-Faced Dragon God, and destroyed the pyramid with its ultimate breath. The core section of the pyramid that bound the Crimson God disappeared from the battlefield through an emergency fold, and the remaining part exploded and caught fire, becoming dust in the universe.

The Federation has won the space war, and the full-scale orbital bombardment of the Undead Dynasty has begun. They cannot hold out for long.

Especially when the federation has two plans in place.

.........

In the center of the tomb world heavily protected by nano clouds, Pharaoh Turamok, who successfully replaced his new body, woke up from his coffin again.

Pharaoh Turamok had to admit that his overlord, Imotekh the Storm King, was absolutely right about the Silent King.

The old guy is really clueless. Look at the bad ideas he came up with. After tens of millions of years of sleep, the enemies of the Necrontyr have not shown any signs of weakening.

Now even such a primitive species possesses power similar to that of the Space Eldar. Is this the result of "letting our enemies decline over a long period of time"?

Although the current situation is extremely unfavorable, it is not as bad as imagined. The Undead Dynasty still retains most of its strength.

Although the fragments of the Crimson God were severely damaged by the siege of numerous spiritual dimension entities and could no longer be used in the short term, the Undead Dynasty still retained a sufficient number of conventional forces to build walls for self-defense.

Reorganized into a fortress world by the Nanoswarm and Tomb Scarabs, the Necromancer Tomb Planet is now protected by temporal deflection shields, nanoclouds, land-based defenses, and exorcist stands.

It seemed this defense was insufficient for the current situation. Beyond this planet, the vast Federation Army, obscuring the heavens and the sun, was assaulting the last refuge of the Undead Dynasty with all its might. Space was enveloped by an invisible storm, and wherever it swept, unstoppable waves of psychic energy raged across the void.

The Federation's warships and soldiers were bathed in this storm. Their defenses became impenetrable, and their attacks changed from ordinary fission and laser attacks to spiritual fire imbued with the destructive power of another world.

Spiritual fire rained down from space like raindrops, and even the seemingly endless cloud of nanomachines began to have gaps. Even a powerful Necron dynasty, facing such an offensive, had to mobilize all its phase technicians and the computing power of the dynasty's core intelligent processing system to barely resist the power of the Mecha God.

However, the Pharaoh was not worried that he would fail. The forces from other dimensions could not stay in this universe for long. Their power would eventually dissipate, and then the Undead Dynasty would still have a chance to counterattack.

Just as he said, the power of the Federation declined after it burst out at full force, the output of many fleets began to return to normal, and psychic entities no longer appeared. They seemed to have lost the ability to threaten the Undead Dynasty.

The iron wall of this undead dynasty is unbreakable, and they can defend the city walls until their enemies die of old age.

Now all Pharaoh Turamok has to do is to transmit the information about this great enemy to other allied dynasties, which may or may not have awakened, and to the Storm King, who is nowhere to be found.

The remnants of the Old Ones seem to have been revived for ages, and the many dynasties of the Necrontyr must regroup their forces to...

At this moment, a deafening roar interrupted Pharaoh's thoughts, and the alarm of the intelligent calculation system sounded.

"How is this possible? These flesh and blood creatures have broken through our defense system. Even their divine idols cannot release their power under the influence of the obelisk..." The Pharaoh's cold thinking core fluctuated violently for the first time.

The Necrons have always been wrong about one thing: the Helka Star Alliance is not the Ancients. The Federation can understand some of the knowledge that the Ancients know, and it also has a deep understanding of things that the Ancients do not understand.

For example, like the Necromancer, it has the technology to directly bend reality and change time and space at the level of the rules of the material universe.

84, Super Time and Space Storm Battle, once again

As the art of war says, "Use the right tactics to unite and the unexpected to win." When the front lines are locked in a stalemate and unable to advance, it is time to use "unconventional tactics" such as flanking strikes and special tactics.

.........

Somewhere on the Federation space station, there is a strange facility. The front of it looks like a strange ball surrounded by lightning.

This was a teleportation device dismantled from the Mo world. It could transform a person or object into atoms in a short period of time and transmit them at the speed of light, recording the positional relationships of each atom and then reassembling them at the receiving end using the relationships between the atoms.

This technology is extremely dangerous. In theory, if the arrangement of just one atom changes, the organism will not be able to recover to its previous state. In addition, the amount of atomic position information is extremely large, requiring complex storage and calculation preparation.

But the Federation has debugged this system to be as foolproof as possible, just for this moment today. Through the data left behind by the previous scientific expedition team and the detection of various sensors, we have found the power supply center of the Necrons hidden deep in the tomb of time.

A trans-dimensional special forces team equipped with individual trans-dimensional equipment was formed to carry out an important mission: to completely blow up the power division of the Necrons and cause a temporary power outage on the other side.

Since the Necrons believed the Confederacy to be a psionic civilization, they were apparently unaware that the Confederacy possessed a means of infiltrating their rear without traveling through the Warp.

This negligence would send an entire sabotage team into the Necromancer's power center, where even a single moment could not stop.

In addition, the Necrons' computing power was tied up by the Federation's frontal attack, so they would not discover this team quickly, leaving the special forces with an opportunity to cause huge damage.

The cold light screen of the battlefield report flashed in front of the leader of the Trans-Spacetime Special Forces. White characters scrolled the war zone information, accompanied by a slight electronic buzzing sound.