Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

There is a fierce fight within the material universe, and the war is going on in the space of beasts, but the war is not limited to space.

Logistics is also a part of the war. Fleets from various empires left the spaceport, began to look for transfer stations, and were ready to crush the transfer stations.

The gathering of the four fleets announced that the scale of the war was expanding.

The field of view shifts first, let's take a look at the situation in the subspace.

Zhang Lingyou's clone left the team, and the signal transmitter carried by the large army could ensure low-latency communication between the main body and the clone.

In areas close to the physical universe, there are too many interfering devices. It is very expensive to ensure real-time communication and is easy to be discovered.

To identify where the material universe is, it is very simple for the natives of the subspace. It is enough to look where there are alien fluctuations and follow the smell.

It is indeed too difficult to expect the Star God to do this.

This operation is also an experimental voyage, and there is no intention to find any useful information.

The efficiency of the base station signal, the psychic attack suit and other equipment that the dragons helped design must be tested before they can be put into large-scale production.

Set your target on the Star God clone on a familiar map and start your own journey.

A classic scene, as expected, something unexpected happened.

The avatar performing an economic voyage unexpectedly discovered two tiny enslavers in an unknown section of subspace far away from the Vashto team and close to the signal limit area.

Different from the giant ones I have seen before, these guys are really small. According to the units of the real universe, the largest ones are about five centimeters in diameter.

Generally speaking, in the subspace, large size often means strong strength.

A thing that is only five centimeters long should not be that strong.

The reason that attracted attention was that the enslaver who was being sucked in Zhang Lingyou's hands jerked uncontrollably after seeing the image sent back by the clone.

The pain of being soul-drained is enough to make most living creatures enter a state of numbness and wait quietly for death.

And just a fragment actually made the guy who had given up resistance react.

"Stop playing, come here and take a look at this."

The sound transmission entered the ears of the dragons, and Zhang Lingyou brought all the dragons over.

At the same time, command the clone to move closer and track.

Pointing at the creature on the screen, Zhang Lingyou said in a rare serious tone: "Look at this."

"This thing is wrong. There is something covering them outside, and their shape and aura are wrong."

Yuan Bo saw at a glance that there was something wrong with the thing in front of him. The flow of ether around him seriously did not match the trajectory of the creature's power.

He didn't know if it was his imagination, but when he saw these guys, he felt uncomfortable all over.

"Why do I think this slaver is a little handsome?"

Looking at her sister, Miaoying decided to take the lead on her own and expressed this feeling of shame.

"What a coincidence. I think this thing looks pretty good and fits the artistic design very well."

Zhang Lingyou spread his hands and smiled and said seriously.

"Wonderful."

Miaoying returned the same gesture.

An appearance that can be recognized by both sides either represents a certain level of strength, or it means that it conforms to the underlying logic of both worlds.

The former represents the Taoist practice, and the latter represents the exquisite conception.

The probability that this idea arises naturally is very low, but it is by no means zero.

It's just that the low ones are usually ignored.

"Tracking another five breaths, the signal will not be maintained. I think something is wrong with this thing. They may be the real enslavers. The enslavers we caught that time were too gentle and too fat compared to this one."

The clone couldn't find an accurate metaphor.

The enslavers Zhang Lingyou met that time were gentle vegetarian bees who could provide nectar, bee pupae and other resources for supply.

The enslaver encountered here is the carnivorous Hu Feng who does not produce any useful resources, has a grumpy personality, and is extremely aggressive.

The Star God clone continued to follow, while the main body contacted Vashto.

"Direction: 210 horizontally, 305 vertically, moving forward at half speed, leaving two brigades as relay stations in the middle."

Time passed quickly and the screen was disconnected. Zhang Lingyou was unable to send his main body out, so he had to send several more clones to support him.

Regardless of the outcome, first-hand information must be brought back.

Seeing these guys, everyone felt very bad.

Under natural circumstances, would such a large number of "moderate" enslavers appear in the subspace?

The corpse of the ancient saint, apart from other things, was quite intact in appearance, with no traces of a fight.

Breeding slaves is very bad news for anyone.

Even if the other party also breeds slaves.

In order to cover the aura, the clone turned into an unlucky guy floating in the subspace, with deformed flesh growing on it, and the twisted wounds twisting and writhing as if they were alive.

It pretends that it is a dead thing caught up in the turbulence of the enslavers' advance and drifting with the current.

The enslavers rushing ahead were not interested in dead things. Could it be that the Star God did not have a soul in the true sense?

In short, these guys didn't notice anything unusual and didn't even look at the dead body dressed as a clone. They just increased their movement speed.

The clone had to be anxious now. He couldn't speed up, so he would be directly exposed. But if he didn't speed up, he would lose track of him.

In the dilemma, a feeling of weightlessness came, and the clone discovered that a small whirlpool suddenly appeared in front of it.

It was too late to run away, the vortex disappeared just as quickly as it appeared.

Before he could react, the surrounding environment had already changed.

"Where did this come from for me?"

I tried the equipment on me, but I couldn't contact the main body, and I couldn't find Vashto or the others.

The function of the vortex is relatively easy to understand. A temporary subspace tide can transport objects to different timelines.

Although the clone did not resist, its own weight was not light at all. It could roll the clone, so this vortex was quite capable.

Therefore, its first reaction was that it was exposed. The whirlpool was deliberately created by the ancient sage to trap itself and deal with the main body's plan.

He glanced around silently, as if he was being targeted deliberately. The environment here was too quiet.

It is true that it is subspace, but the power of ether is lifeless. Not to mention the ancient saints, even it feels that this place is too unsuitable for living creatures to survive.

I tried to move, it was very easy, there was no feeling of paddling in subspace without feet touching the ground.

Like most things, happiness is always short-lived. Within two seconds of peace of mind, the clone once again stepped on the air and fell straight down.

A thought flashed through my mind - is the subspace so chaotic? !

boom!

The muffled sound was mixed with the sound of something being crushed and juice splashing everywhere.

Lower your head and lift your feet.

Well, it was the two enslavers who were being followed.

What a coincidence, the clone hit these two.

"Grass, this smell!"

There was a stench in the air, and the Star God clone felt that he was hit in the face by the ancient saint's charged blow without defense, and the damage was only that much.

Cursing the enslaver secretly, the clone within him took two steps and stamped his feet in disbelief.

No...this feeling is the ground? Are there incomplete world laws and a damaged small world?

Holding a small sun to provide illumination, the clone finally knew where the stench came from. This place was a cemetery, the cemetery of world ships!

"Oh, space dungeon, something is not going well..."