Warhammer 40k Origins Stellaris Civilization Simulator

She gestured, signaling the team to split into two groups, encircling the target from the front and back, while she approached the target alone. Using her armor's stealth function, her figure gradually faded into the night.

Deep within the ruins, in a half-collapsed temple, the commander of the Eldar rangers stood on the shattered steps. She wore a dark cloak, her silver mask reflecting a faint glow in the night. Her fingers gently brushed the blade at her waist, cold and steady.

Anselm approached quietly and saw that her other comrades had been defeated at their feet. She felt a surge of anger, which was not in line with the teachings of the Greater Good.

"Another Tau assassin, and their leader?"

The Eldar's voice was low and contemptuous, carrying the pride of an ancient race.

Anselm did not respond, her weapon aimed at the target's heart, but she knew that the Eldar were much faster than ordinary people, and if she opened fire, the opponent might disappear in an instant.

The two warriors faced each other silently in the ruins. The night wind blew in from the cracks in the temple, bringing up stone chips and dust, as if the entire battlefield was waiting for their confrontation.

……

The night wind blew through the ruins of the temple, carrying with it the scent of ashes from the battlefield.

Broken statues of the Eldar gods stood in the darkness, like lost ghosts, watching the coming confrontation.

Xia Siwei, a stealth mecha, stood quietly in the ruins. Her armor still emitted faint energy fluctuations in stealth mode, and her machine gun was pointed at the lonely figure.

The Eldar ranger stood on the steps, the night flowing across her dark cloak, her silver mask gleaming coldly in the reflection of the distant battle.

"Surrender."

The Flame Warrior's voice was calm and firm, his gaze fixed on the enemy unwavering. "You have reached a dead end. You must understand that continuing to fight will only bring destruction to your people."

The Eldar Ranger was silent for a moment, then chuckled, with a hint of undisguised irony in his smile.

She slowly took off her mask, revealing a face that was slightly tired but still fierce. Her eyes were like the coldest stars in the night sky, ancient and full of contempt.

"Tau."

She whispered, her voice like a blade, "You are always so naive."

Anselm's brow furrowed slightly, but he didn't relax his gun at all.

"You think,"

The Eldar Ranger continued, his tone filled with undisguised sarcasm. "If you capture me alive, you can buy a ceasefire? Do you think your Ether Mentor can end the war through diplomacy? Do you think that if you convince me, you can achieve peace between the Tau Empire and those humans?"

"The Empire knows how to live in this dark universe, and you,"

She leaned forward slightly, as if examining Anselm, or perhaps confirming a suspicion. "Only you Tau still believe in the future."

Anselm's gaze did not waver.

"It is because of ignorant thoughts like yours that the galaxy has fallen into its present darkness."

She responded coldly, "You, the so-called 'Ancients,' once stood at the pinnacle of the universe, only to allow corruption and decay to consume you, degenerating into barbarians. You could have changed the galaxy for the better, spreading true kindness, but you chose to escape, to wallow in your own arrogance."

Her fingers tightened slightly, her tone firm and sharp, "So, this responsibility falls on the shoulders of the Tau Empire. We will not fail, nor will we follow in your footsteps."

The Eldar Ranger's expression changed slightly, and then he revealed an ambiguous smile.

"T'au, do you really believe you can break the fate of the galaxy?"

Her voice was deep, carrying the sadness typical of the elderly. "Your faith will one day betray you, and your empire will one day face its own downfall."

Anselm snorted, "That day will never come."

"is it?"

The Eldar Ranger's smile grew even colder. "Ridiculous. You think you can be the saviors of the galaxy, but you don't even understand what you're facing. Your belief in the so-called Greater Good, the so-called Etheric Teacher, will one day become the cause of your empire's destruction."

Her gaze was sharp as a knife, and her tone was icy. "One day, your empire will find itself equally powerless. You will slaughter each other like humans, decline like the Eldar, and indulge in violence like the orcs."

"The fate of the galaxy is already sealed, and you are the only ones still deceiving yourselves."

Anselm was silent for a moment, but her eyes remained firm.

"If all races choose to degenerate, it further proves that we cannot retreat."

Her voice remained unwavering. "You have failed, but the Tau Empire will not."

The Eldar Ranger's sarcasm vanished upon hearing these words, replaced by a genuine rage. She took a deep breath and cast a cold glance at Anselm.

"Then let time tell."

Anselm frowned slightly, keenly aware of a strange emotion in the other's tone. At that moment, a warning signal flashed on her tactical display, and a powerful energy wave emerged from behind the Eldar Ranger.

The Webway Portal! Its energies have been fully charged, and the Wild Eldar kin are coming.

“Stop it!”

The mecha captain immediately pulled the trigger, and the rapid-fire bullets of the railgun pierced through the darkness like lightning. However, the speed of the Eldar Ranger was beyond imagination. Her figure almost turned into a shadow in an instant and disappeared from her sight.

Anselm rushed forward, but whatever she did it was too late.

The light of the portal echoed in the air, and a brief silence fell. The next moment, a huge shadow slowly emerged from the portal.

It was an Eldar Nether Titan, a war machine beyond mortal form, its silhouette elegant yet deadly, blue psychic energy coursing through its skeleton like a flowing nightmare.

Its massive cannon slowly turned, aiming at the distant Tau Manta airship.

"retreat!"

Anselm heard the panicked communication from the Air Caste, but as soon as the words fell, the Nether Titan's weapon released a destructive energy beam, and the darkness was instantly dispelled by a dazzling light.

The Manta airship trembled violently in mid-air, and then turned into burning wreckage in the impact of flames and explosions.

The Flame Warrior watched all this and realized she could do nothing. Her eyes were fixed on the massive Nether Titan before her, and her finger slowly tightened on the trigger.

The rail rifle's energy indicator light flickered slightly, every inch of her muscle was tense, and her heart was beating violently in her chest.

She knew the decision she made could mean death. She could retreat, return to the unit, and accept new missions and orders; or she could stay here and perish with the Titan, even if it was just to vent her anger or prove that her beliefs would not be shaken by reality.

But before she could pull the trigger, the change happened.

……

In the sky, beyond the flames of war that tore through the night sky, distorted light and shadows emerged.

The black ships with blue and red iron fist flags appeared in the starlight. They were huge, steady and unpredictable, like ancient gods that had been sleeping for a long time and finally opened their eyes.

Immediately, a low, low-Gothic broadcast and related 3D images appeared on the battlefield.

"Warriors of the Empire and the unknown alien species, cease all hostilities immediately. You will be provided with diplomatic security guarantees. This warning is repeated only once."

Anselm's breathing hitched slightly.

An unfamiliar fleet, unfamiliar voices, unfamiliar orders. Her mind raced, trying to analyze the unexpected situation, but before she could come to a conclusion, the tone of the broadcast suddenly changed.

"As for you, Eldar, your end has come!"

The voice was like the roar of a giant dragon, with flames rising. It was completely different from the previous gentle whispers, and was now filled with a stern and murderous aura.

98

Chapter 98 The revenge of nine generations can be avenged.

The warship group in the east of the Helka Federation decided not to turn back because of the abnormal readings of the sensors, but to continue to advance slowly. After passing through a dark nebula, they came to a galaxy ravaged by war.

This planet, known to the Eldar as the First World, is a pristine and peaceful paradise. Within its meticulously crafted ecosystem, vibrant forests, snow-white mountains, and rivers meandering like silver ribbons. Within its numerous settlements lie the resting tombs of Eldar ancestors, the so-called World Soul Arrays.

However, the Savage Eldar world has been torn apart by war, but the Federation not only does not intend to act as a righteous knight as usual, it even has some thoughts of adding fuel to the flames.

After all these years, we have finally discovered the traces of those hateful slave masters: the Space Eldar. This is truly the first great joy we have experienced since entering the expansion phase.

Years have passed, and we have not forgotten our vows, so the Eldar must pay a heavy price for their torture.

The military chief of the Federation has ordered us to capture this planet, disintegrate the resistance of the Eldar soldiers on it, and obtain the "Webway Generator" that the illusionary prophet mentioned, which can lead to the dark capital of the Eldar, Comoros.

However, there are still too many obstacles between us and the Ada people, and they seem to be a little too ignorant.

……

To approach this planet, we must ask for help from the two fleets within the galaxy.

A smaller fleet of alien civilizations, with a neat artistic style that we admire, lingered here. Based on communication analysis, they were likely the Tau Empire that Imperial captives had repeatedly mentioned.

When the Tau Empire's ships saw the overwhelming Federation army, they immediately retreated to the edge of the galaxy and left their soldiers on the Eldar planet.

However, they were actually using formal diplomatic channels to try to send a message of peaceful contact to the Federation.

This really surprised us. As an alien force that looks larger than a galaxy, they actually know how to conduct diplomacy with us?

Unfortunately, the Federation was eager to capture the Eldar and had no intention of in-depth communication. They simply sent them a Low Gothic communication (the widespread distribution of humans in the galaxy meant that their language had actually become a common language) and an icon that could show peaceful intentions, and then cut off communication.

This peace symbol is a key achievement of interstellar diplomatic communications: a universal communication symbol. By studying the commonalities between different civilizations, we can create communication symbols that other civilizations can also understand.

This is the first time it has been used.

……

On the other side, there is our old friend the Empire. A fierce Imperial Astra Militarum Legion, soldiers who call themselves Krieg's Death Guard, are fighting against the "aliens that threaten the Empire."

Obviously, due to the empire's communication efficiency problems, the battle that just took place in the south could not reach the ears of the navy here, so the enemy not only did not surrender but also dared to fight back against us.

The Federation Space Fleet, already annoyed by the Empire's bravery, resorted to another set of diplomatic rhetoric: after a round of concentrated fire blew up the Imperial Navy's flagship, the remaining ones also understood the value of peace and disappeared into the subspace channel.

After all, the Kriegs only needed to die, but the Emperor's warships had to consider more. Losing another 100 million army soldiers would not be as great as the destruction of a Moon-class cruiser.

The Ark Eldar reinforcements here will soon discover a strange fact: due to the activeness of the Federation, the fleets of the Tau Empire and the Human Empire that now threaten them have been eliminated.

They only asked for the Federation's forgiveness and to eliminate the remaining enemies on the planet, and this Eldar primal world could be preserved, and this world could achieve the ceasefire that the Tau had tried so hard to achieve.

Is that possible?

……

"Of course it's impossible!"

A dragon soldier said so.

Behind him, in the burning sky, the ground forces of the Helka Federation were still landing. The Federation's latest mobile MCVs dropped from the sky and built forward bases on the planet to provide weapons for the army troops that landed at the same time.

"We can accept prisoners who surrender voluntarily, and all other enemies can be eliminated directly."

The military chief's words were harsh.

Therefore, large-scale orbital bombardment support was no longer restrained, and the crimson flames were directed at those soldiers of other civilizations who did not stop fighting according to diplomatic rhetoric, or in other words, everyone except some Tau people.

After all, the Empire obviously would not obey. Those Krieg soldiers shouted "For the Emperor" and charged towards the Helka Legion without fear. Despite this, these humans were still more pleasing to the eye than the Eldar.

The Federation's tactics were advanced enough. All ground defense lines were instantly destroyed by the three-dimensional attack. The trenches of the Death Corps were razed and burned, and sometimes they were accurately delivered by drones.

But the Kriegs continued to fight. Even among the many Imperials, they were the most brave to the point of being insane. Their bodies were burning, their armor was melting, but only their faith was not shattered.

But this was of no use. After all, they were not as good as the state religion in making faith manifest. As the federal army advanced step by step, the Krieg Death Corps was completely wiped out.

All the Krieg people refused to surrender, so the annihilation rate reached over 90%. Only a very small number of seriously injured soldiers who had completely lost the ability to resist and could only try to kill the heretic aliens with their eyes became prisoners.

The first contact with the Titans seemed strangely normal.

There was no need to fight first and talk later. Although some conflicts broke out at the beginning, a simple diplomatic process was quickly established after the two sides established translation through Low Gothic.

The Federation asked the Tau people not to interfere with their specific operations and to discuss other matters in detail later. The Tau people's diplomatic ambassador readily agreed. They gathered their troops and retreated to the side. Although they were still on guard, they did not launch an active attack against us.

In a very short time, the Ark Eldar who came to play the savior found that they were surrounded by unfamiliar enemies. Every corner of the planet was filled with extremely powerful alien races that were not mentioned at all in the psychic communication, and their attitude towards the Asulani was as bad as that of the Empire.

At this moment, the Tau people involved in the strange four-corner relationship have the opportunity to feast their eyes and see the dragons flying in the sky, fighting with the war witches, the lords of the underworld, and other Eldar armed forces.

The Ark Eldar now have to pay back the debts owed to their relatives who had parted ways with them tens of thousands of years ago.

……

As dawn broke, the battlefield was still filled with the smoke of war between the Krieg and the Tau, but a new struggle had arrived.

When the Ark Eldar Bjetan's warlords, leading war witches, screaming banshees, red dragon warriors and underworld titans, stepped out of the webway gate, they might have been arrogant.

They thought their arrival would change the course of the war, that they could save their own kind, and gain more residents to fill the population of the Craft World, but they were wrong.

In the eyes of the Helka Federation Legion, they are not reinforcements, nor saviors, they are just the executioners who once enslaved their ancestors. No matter what they want, they can never achieve it.

In the memory terminals of the federal army, there were countless whispers, angrily recalling the stories passed down by their ancestors.

That humiliating history was etched in their blood. Their ancestors, their fathers, and even themselves were once abducted by Eldar slave ships.

Forced to serve their slave masters, they endure brutal torture, and even in death they find no peace, as the Haemonculi ensure their victims are resurrected repeatedly until their souls and pain are drained dry.

Countless members of their race have been tortured to madness, or reduced to deformed slaves for the amusement of the Eldar.

Even after the establishment of the Helka Federation, they still did not forget these hatreds. Revenge on the Eldar was also one of the great undertakings that many species united to try to achieve.

Now, these space elves finally stood before them again, not as the supreme rulers, but as enemies that were about to be destroyed. Now the origin of the Federation could be described as a blood debt paid with blood.