Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

Eldar Pantheon

The Eldar gods fell to the ground, groaning in pain. Kane propped the giant sword on the ground and steadied his body. Asuryan's face turned pale. Fortunately, he was sitting on the throne and could not see his condition.

"Is it him?"

Asuyan thought of something bad and murmured.

Just a few seconds ago, an arrogant but extremely tearing voice reached their ears: "The management is here to collect taxes. Hand over 70% of your supplies and population and send them here themselves, coordinates XXXX."

No one knows how this damn sound spreads in the universe, and no one knows how this sound contains such great power that it actually hurts the gods.

The Eldar Empire suffered huge losses due to the failed Galactic Exchange Meeting, and it would take at least two thousand years to fully recover. Therefore, in order to ensure the social order of the Eldar, Asuryan specifically asked Val to connect the Pantheon to the real universe in the ICU, opening a channel to ensure stability.

There are only two reasons for daring to do this: there is someone behind his back; and he knows that Zhang Lingyou has gone out and will not come back for a while.

Isn’t this stable?

Who would have thought that something happened today.

Council of the Holy Trinity

The hall was in a mess. The emperors fell to the ground in a mess, and their twitching mechanical bodies were entangled with each other. The ceremonial decorations in those hands revealed the sharpness of phase weapons at this moment, and the green blades cut the seemingly indestructible body.

Some of the lucky ones just lost part of their memory, while the other unlucky ones had flesh and blood on their bodies and had bloodthirsty desires.

The Three Saints relied on the power of the Burner to quickly clear the mutations in the hall. One of the Three Saints, Mesofit, the Hand of Shadow, wields the Ember Scythe and uses the high temperature attached to it to cut into pieces the mutated King's body; Haputala, the Lord of Light, controls the Staff of Stars and emits neutron rays to burn the cut pieces. The space where the broken body is located.

Goka Maoka did not receive any damage. He was in the subspace and escaped the blow.

A few days later, the three major empires finally made damage statistics. Their senior leaders and powerful people were seriously injured. The stronger they were, the more serious their injuries were.

Other than the fact that the civilians received the news collectively, nothing major happened, except that some Necron warriors committed PTSD and started shooting randomly, and more Eldar screamed and became incontinent.

The Necrons experienced thousands of incidents where the fragments of the Star God failed to recover, almost causing the collapse of creation; the Orcs and Slann had their entire social systems severely damaged, and the psychic savings accumulated over the years were consumed by fighting against this power that came from nowhere. It's all gone; the Spirit Race is actually doing better. The heavy damage a thousand years ago has resulted in not many active Spirit Race strongmen, so the losses are not bad.

As for those races with average levels of technology and psychic ability, they just heard Zhang Lingyou's announcement and most of them ignored it. The world is a big place and the speed of information dissemination is relatively slow. Who knows which lunatic sent this? I don't know how long he has been dead.

A small number of people choose to find a shortcut in their short lives. They choose to teach this ungrateful guy a lesson and teach him a lesson for free, such as taking the initiative to blow up the hometown opposite him.

The Cyber ​​Empire is a third-class country, belonging to an "independent sovereign" race. All of their members are mechanically modified life forms, and have made great achievements in technology and anti-psychic energy.

"What is that? You're talking crazy. Let the Second Battalion of the Guards do the whole job for the other side and shoot it!"

The emperor did not feel the dissatisfaction of his mechanical prosthetics, nor did he notice the activation phenomenon of his country's mechanical creations when he heard those words.

The Guards Battalion did not realize the seriousness of the problem. They took out the hyper-light star destroyer cannon. This thing is extremely useful against planets, efficient and cheap.

Today's cannons are unwilling to cooperate. Either the safety is locked or they refuse to aim. After finally mechanically calibrating, the satellite-sized cannon also refuses to fire.

The empire's technical staff repeatedly checked and couldn't find the key, but an order is an order, even if you feel uneasy, you have to do it.

Forced start, forced energy supply, forced aiming, forced opening... grass! Why is this artillery group firing at my hometown? !

Before the technicians could think about what was going on, these giant cannons seemed to have become conscious. They exploded. The energy shock wave swept away the star area where the empire was located. The will of the planet collectively woke up and began to kill these races.

For a time, all technological countries that wanted to attack the solar system were counterattacked by their own weapons and planets and stars.

The psychic races were pretty good. Their weak talents saved them and they didn't receive too much damage. They wanted to fight back and teach each other a lesson to restore their dignity, but they finally discovered that they could not find the star system, and there was nothing there in their spiritual vision.

It's just that I feel that part of my vitality has been lost.

. . .

泰拉

Sigma half-knelt on the ground and vomited out today's lunch. They were tricked by Zhang Lingyou.

They were having a dinner together at the time, and the huge pressure made them need to relax. Since everyone was psychic and adults, it was normal to open some IMPAT.

Unexpectedly, the Star God suddenly appeared, ignoring everyone's embarrassment, and straight to the point said that he would teach them the "secret method" used by the Star God. Everyone immediately became interested, and everyone put on their clothes and prepared to observe.

As a result, he was too close to Zhang Lingyou, and Sigma fell into his own vomit in a serious condition, and everyone felt uncomfortable. Sigma seriously suspected that this star god did it on purpose, and that the other party was seeking revenge for the harm he had done to him.

At the same time, he also understood the special nature of Zhang Lingyou's attacks: the stronger he is, the more it resonates with his power. It is equivalent to receiving a blow from yourself without protection, and you will be injured.

"Why did you send out the coordinates? You can run away, but we can't!"

Erda yelled angrily.

"It doesn't matter, they don't dare to drive me away." Zhang Lingyou didn't care at all about the possible danger.

Orr Persson and the others understood that it was easier to deal with a Star God with a base than a wandering Star God.

There is an area to stay, which means that this guy will not cause major harm in the short term, and the three empires can still talk about war or peace. If this place is blown up, there will be something to play with. A world with no restrictions should be wandering around. Who knows when it will go crazy and destroy a few star sectors for some fun.

"What about other races?" Sigma asked.

"I don't fight against rape, I don't fight against laziness, I only fight against those who can't see. If you encounter them, consider them unlucky. Don't worry, the guests in the webway have already set off."