After the battle, everyone sat on the ground. As No. 0 said, they needed some time to rest, even if the death-seeking legions ignored their hunger and thirst mentally.
But their bodies are still just mortal standards.
Grenadier 19 removed the armor from his shoulders. He felt that his arms were a little tired.
None of them took off their masks, they just held the guns in their hands to regain their strength. After all, there were two thin tubes inside the hose on their masks.
One is connected to the respirator regulator on the chest and consists of a particle filter and an electrically driven fan. This respirator does a great job of blowing clean air into the mask.
Even if the filter is damaged, no toxic particles will be mixed into it and contaminate the purified circulating gas.
Another thin tube is connected to the built-in water container in the regulator, and the drinking water can be drank directly by the soldiers.
It is also mixed with dissolved stimulants and nutritional tablets to ensure that the Kriegs can maintain their combat capabilities in extreme environments.
No flames were raised to maintain the temperature. After all, the heavy coats on their bodies were enough to keep them warm.
"It's already very deep here. We can't contact the headquarters. Should we continue to maintain the original battle plan?"
"Keep going until you die."
Grenadier 19 answered another grenadier's question, but he vaguely felt that many people in their team would survive. Is No. 0 to blame?
It cannot be said that, at least they killed more enemies of the emperor, which can be regarded as reducing part of their crimes. In this case, maybe they should thank No. 0 for allowing them to fight for so long.
“Maybe we were the first team to go this deep into the tunnel system.”
"Those traitors did look shocked."
"No. 0, do you have any... plans? I mean those so-called red lines, can you see anything new?"
No. 0 shook his head, "I can't see it now. It seems that there must be enemies around. Only when you enter the battlefield will those things be displayed. It's very quiet here."
"It's really quiet."
The grenadiers, who fell into silence again, slowly regained their strength and took small sips of drinking water to ensure the moisture and nutrients their bodies needed.
Then they close their eyes and take a small break.
No. 0 was not sleepy at all. He just felt like something was looking at him. He turned around and searched carefully. There was nothing nearby except them and the cooling corpses.
"Is there any enemy situation?" Such small movements made the grenadiers alert. They were about to stand up and be on guard, but No. 0 pressed their shoulders and sat down again.
"It's nothing. You guys have a good rest. I'm just on guard."
No. 0 touched his head and felt that the gaze watching him disappeared again. He sat on the ground and adjusted the output rate of the hell gun and energy backpack so that he could use it more skillfully.
In the waves of subspace, Tzeentch withdrew his eyes from the mortal world. He covered his face and felt even more distressed.
"Why did the plan change again..."
In Tzeentch's imagination, Lin Fan should have been stunned by the furious Khorne, and then fell into the religious world of Landes, and acted according to the prophecy of the saint Laculath he left behind.
Those congregants would do well to keep this damn guy in the church and instill in him what it means to be a saint. Ignorant believers and fanatical believers will pollute the subject's consciousness, so that the threat to Tzeentch will not be so great.
But the only problem is that Tzeentch has clearly seen that the subject's consciousness has been contaminated by religion, and when that stupid face has revealed the sacredness and inhumanity of religion, he suddenly changes back.
Then he ran back to the battlefield in a hurry, turning all the foreshadowing he had laid in the sect into waste paper. Nowadays, those idiots are wrestling in the church area every day, and no one can stand up to calm everyone down and keep the subjective ones in the church.
"Really... maybe I should punish a few more authoritative guys? Stop trying to check and balance power?"
This time Tzeentch really began to seriously consider this possibility. If there was a ruthless guy in the church at that time, just like the legion of that paraplegic guy from Khorne.
Having a ruthless person can make everyone obey orders, instead of everyone becoming a bastard, thinking about completing the god's mission and cheating his teammates at the same time.
Maybe this subjective person will be left in the church to be a religious saint, and finally Tzeentch will show him a saint to increase his reputation.
From then on, it is not impossible to split the empire's faith into two parts by splitting the land and sealing the territory. In the end, he and the Corpse Emperor will fall into a civil war about the true faith, and the subject will naturally become his divine choice.
The Horus Heresy and the Subject Heresy would become two of the darkest events in the history of the Imperium of Man.
How perfect, but it's a pity that something unexpected happened at the critical moment...
What could not be calculated?
Is it that Saint Laculas is not famous enough? Congregants have doubts about Laculas’ words?
shouldn't be...
Tzeentch took out a pocket watch. He used this device to regionally retrace the flow of time in the star sector where Landers' world was located, and by the way, he pulled a group of orcs from the next star sector and threw them in.
The next step was to interfere with the prophecy of a craft world prophet meeting and let them go to the world of Landers to cause trouble. The orcs are responsible for the frontal assault, and the eldar are responsible for the covert breakthrough.
The defenses of the world of Randers soon became precarious. When the enemy was about to invade the final hive, Tzeentch would randomly create a fake saint and use a huge amount of psychic energy to turn the Eldar and Orcs into idiots. .
Laculas, who was glowing with golden light, shouted, "For the Emperor!"
The Imperial soldiers followed Saint Laculas as if they were beaten to death, pushing back the orc attack, and ambushed the Eldar troops by the way.
In order to prevent the Eldar from coming to avenge their forces, Tzeentch changed the prophecies of the Seers and asked them to focus elsewhere.
Tzeentch flipped the hands of the pocket watch in his hand irritably, and Tzeentch was puzzled.
He looked at the pocket watch in his hand. Could it be that something created in this golden age of mankind had a loophole?
Tzeentch remembered that this was one of the key weapons in the battle between the Human Federation and the Ancient Eldar Empire.
At that time, the human fleet was unable to fight back due to the prophecies of the Eldar and the transportation methods of the Webway. Finally, those scientists developed a huge time retracing device that could be loaded onto the ship.
Whenever the Eldar ambushed a group of human fleets through prophecies, they would activate the time retrieval device to restore the battlefield to the time before the war began and conduct new operations.
The Eldar then predicted and ambushed, and the humans then backtracked and started all over again.
In the end, both sides felt that this kind of war was of no value other than consuming both sides' energy, so they signed a simple non-aggression treaty. From then on, large-scale wars between the two sides never broke out again.
"Sigh...at least the other backup plans came in handy."
Tzeentch crushed the time retracing device that he had redesigned and simplified its structure. After all, he couldn't play with a retracing device as big as a ship's reactor. That would be too incompetent as an evil god. Holding the pen in his hand and leaning on the table, he started writing new plans and plans.
After writing for a while, Tzeentch felt that the power of change in himself weakened, and then became stronger again. He knew that the web of fate above his head began to weave possible fate lines and endings around the subject again.
"At least the power of those two idiots Slaanesh and Khorne has been weakened a lot, and the Corpse Emperor has to recover from his injuries. This is still very beneficial to me."
Thinking of this, Tzeentch couldn't help but laugh out loud. The only thing missing was the fat guy Nurgle who hadn't been weakened yet, but how to involve this guy who never cares about worldly affairs?
Tzeentch thought for a while, and called for an All-Changing Demon Lord. This time it was not the two-headed god-talking Carlos. That guy was still out there completing his mission of stirring up trouble among various forces.
Looking at the All-Changing Demon King in front of him who was bending down to salute him, Tzeentch nodded with satisfaction, and then said with a smile, "Take it, Rokas."
"I am here, the all-knowing and all-powerful master."
"Remember Landers World?"
"I remember the all-knowing and all-powerful master."
"Hi, Xiao Luo, don't you want to speak so harshly? Just call me principal."
Luokasna raised his head and looked a little ashamed, "I... I haven't made any contribution to the principal since I graduated. How can I be embarrassed to be called your student? Outside I always say that I am a hacker." I graduated from Bone Vocational School with a bachelor's degree, so as not to embarrass the school and the principal."
"That said, as the principal, how can I care about these false reputations? Who in this subspace doesn't know that our Impossible Graduation School has the highest admission standards."
Tzeentch put down his pen, stretched out his hand to lift Rokasna who was kneeling on the ground, and looked at him with concern with his 9999 eyes.
"Principal...I..."
"Well, I'm here because I'm optimistic about you. I know that some classmates are dissatisfied and sarcastic about your failure to achieve results even though you have the honor of being an outstanding graduate."
Tzeentch immediately touched upon the most painful part of Lokasna's heart. Those who were beaten for failing to keep the seal were left with their souls, which were swallowed by the cracks while they were cultivating, and they were in a miserable state when they came back.
I remember that when he was in college, he was also a well-known figure. However, after leaving college and entering the subspace society, he made no achievements.
Many former classmates expressed disdain for the current situation of Rokasna.
"Monitor Rokasna, where are you now?"
"I..."
Luokasna still wanted to hide something, but another classmate pointed out his current predicament, "Where does he have a job? The staff position is gone. I heard that the unit was jointly invested and built by three principals. , but now it’s blown up to the point where there’s no scraps left. You’re not living on the subsistence allowance now, are you?”
"I..." Rokasna was speechless with his mouth open. He really could only survive on the devil's subsistence allowance, and he could only make ends meet with the mortal souls he got from the soul quota.
I have to say, if there is a 40k total war, I will buy it
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