Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

The servants and transport vehicles carrying ammunition at the entrance of the webway lined up in a long line, supplying ammunition to all combat units so that they could pour out their anger on the demons.

There are too many demons accumulated inside the webway, they are countless, like a raging wave, like a raging tide. This is destined to be a long and difficult war, but fortunately the warmaster of the empire has time.

The human force declares the fate of this place, and the demons are harvested like weeds.

The mechanical servants led by the priests of the Mechanicus carry the huge webway repair device and move forward under the protection of the warriors.

Thousands of maintenance slaves and tracked transport vehicles transport a large amount of equipment into the webway.

The coalition forces drawn from various battlefields entered the webway in an orderly pace to support the restart of this great project.

The data slaves wearing scarlet robes stared at the electronic board in front of them with absolute concentration, not letting go of every data skipped on it.

Dukel charged at the forefront of the battle line.

He personally transformed himself into the sharpest arrow in the charge column, crushing all enemies who dared to block him.

After the technological innovation of the scientific research team, the Imperial Army under Duker can maintain a strong superiority in most wars.

No demon can stop the footsteps of the Doom Slayer, and the enemies of the Empire who blocked the way were destroyed.

Humans reoccupied the webway once built by the Emperor at a very fast speed.

Their goal this time, in addition to retaking the webway, is to repair the huge gap - Magnus's Folly.

As long as this stage goal can be achieved, the Emperor's restrained power can be released.

The next stage of the counterattack against the Chaos Gods begins.

The Iron Walkers of the Skitarii ran forward. Under the joint research of Gris and Cawl, these semi-mechanical creations have obtained a more sophisticated target recognition system and an upgraded energy core.

And equipped with heavy particle cannons, high-energy radiation bombs, and other terrible weapons, these violent firepower are only to be able to clear the demons as quickly as possible and open the way forward.

A large army of robot servants rumbled into the maze-like web road fork. Almost all of these robot servants were transformed from imperial criminals.

Even though Duker relaxed the technical restrictions on the Martian cult, robot servants are still the only robots allowed to be used by the empire so far.

They have high intelligence, but they are not iron men. Most of the robot servants are enhanced humans who have undergone simple operations and are used in wars and daily work.

The empire does not allow the use of intelligent machines without flesh and blood.

This army of robot servants transformed from criminals was sentenced to a punishment called thoughtless slavery for violating the imperial law.

This robot servant brigade is a combat unit specially trained by Mars. Their eyes and noses have been removed and equipped with electronic instruments that can view most hidden targets.

And they are also equipped with a large number of heavy firepower weapons, a group of mobile combat turrets.

Engineers and the Imperial Fists began to build defense facilities at the captured nodes to protect the fruits of victory.

A large number of maintenance servants, under their orders, repaired the facilities that were damaged ten thousand years ago.

All the damaged vehicles, combat units, and wounded soldiers in front will also be transported here for repair or treatment.

In order to ensure that this war is foolproof.

Dukel ordered the Military Affairs Department to continuously draw troops from battlefields across the galaxy. He even drew ten Imperial Sparks from the Eye of Terror.

These Sparks were powerful weapons that should have been used in space battles or extermination missions, but now they were thrown into the Webway.

They rushed around and easily crushed the enemies inside the Webway.

The demons' front was retreating step by step.

In order to save the battlefield, the Chaos Wizards jointly held a huge blasphemous ceremony. Some of the dead were re-summoned, and those human traitors who had been killed by the Imperial Army were also resurrected in some strange way and joined the war.

But everything they did was in vain.

Dukel had made up his mind.

No matter who joined this war, the result would be no different. Destruction would come in an instant, and it would be futile for anyone to stop it.

Those human traitors who should have died are now reborn, only to taste the pain of destruction again.

They can't change anything.

The red flames are burning, Dukel stands with a sword, thousands of heroes follow behind him, and under the huge Sky Eagle battle flag, there are endless demons wailing.

"It will take a little time." Dukel murmured, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was communicating with a great and unknown existence.

But no matter what, he will solve the trouble here as quickly as possible with thunder.

On the other side of the galaxy, a million light years away from Terra.

The Mandela world, during the War in Heaven, was called the Golden Planet by the Death-fearing.

This is the location of the great Sotek Dynasty world.

Among all the known Necromancer dynasties, the Sotek Dynasty has the most powerful territory and strength.

The entire dynasty has eighty tomb worlds and still maintains an extremely strong military force. Although they have remained silent for most of the time so far, they are still the most worrying hidden danger on the eastern border of the Human Empire.

Especially after Storm King Imotekh awakens.

The Sotek Dynasty fought several wars to annex other tomb worlds.

With a powerful army, every tomb world they arrived at surrendered to them.

The Storm King was ambitious and tried to restore the Necromancer Empire. Even in the eyes of this king, the galaxy is still ruled by the Necrontyr, and humans are just a population living in the galaxy, similar to wild animals. Although the number is huge, it is not worth mentioning.

After the Silent King formed an alliance with Horus and issued an order from the Triumvirate, all dynasties have begun to enter the recovery stage.

The Storm King had to suspend his ambitions.

The leader of the Triumvirate, the Silent King, ordered many dynasties to revive, and the Necromancers were returning.

They must restore their former technology as much as possible, otherwise, let alone restore the glory of the Necrontyr, they may even be led into common destruction by the Imperial Warmaster.

The Storm King also realized the threat posed by humans, but his pride made him unwilling to obey the Silent King's orders.

The era of the Triumvirate has passed.

Now the real Necrontyr has long been killed or injured.

Although there are still many of the same race without self-awareness.

But those who are just intelligent shells, how can they be called their kind.

Once, under the advice of the Protoss, in order to defeat the Old Saints, the Necrontyr was almost forced to participate in the transformation of the body.

At that time, the Necrontyr did not have enough resources to provide each tribe member with a body that can fully retain personality and consciousness.

The best bodies were provided to individuals with noble status, the emperors and many overlords, as well as their tomb engineers and nobles.

But what's the use of this, their souls have been devoured, and the most precious has been lost.

All these bitter fruits came from the mistakes of the Silent King. In the eyes of the Storm King, he not only did not recognize the status of the Silent King, but even thought that the other party was the first sinner in the group.

Therefore, although the Storm King joined the alliance of the Undead Dynasty, he refused to recognize the status of the Silent King and refused to hand over the command of his army.

He even proposed that the Dynasty Overlord Council should be held in his Mandela World.

No one refused, and the most grand and luxurious banquet was held here.

At this grand banquet, the Storm King even prepared fine wine and delicacies.

Although they have lost their bodies and souls, it is not difficult for them to feel more delicate tastes and perceptions than mortals with this mechanical body with top technology.

Tasting food and wine helps them recall their glory as Necrontyr at this grand moment.

At this moment, the servants in robes brought jars of fine wine and colorful fruits and vegetables.

The servants diligently lit incense for the seated guests.

The dynasty overlords admired the harmless technological magic while listening to the Necrontyr epic sung by the minstrels in twenty perfect harmonies.

Meat was cooked in the golden brazier.

Faint smoke floated, and the crystal chandelier was dragged by candlelight.

The Necrons present had forgotten how long they had not felt such a scene. The memories of the past were evoked, which made them feel that they were Necrontyr, not metal skeletons without souls.

Many overlords greeted the Storm King and thanked him for the banquet he prepared carefully.

"Imotik, the warm and hospitable Storm King, makes people can't help but praise him. I'm sorry to disturb your interest, I have to mention that it's not time to enjoy the banquet now, we have more urgent things."

The Silent King stared at the Storm King who intended to challenge the authority, and the waiter beside him spoke as his mouthpiece.

He knew very well why the Storm King prepared this banquet carefully, and the other party was invisibly declaring sovereignty to him.

"Don't be so impatient, Silent King, we have endless years - and this is thanks to you. We have enough time to enjoy this rare feast. After our souls were taken away, there will be no banquets of this scale. Such banquets help us recall what we had in the past and promote friendship among the same race."

The Storm King lazily shook the wine in his hand.

In his voice, the overlords of the dynasties at the banquet looked at the Silent King. Although they were mechanical bodies, their eyes were still not friendly, and the atmosphere in the field was a little solidified.

The Storm King's seemingly casual words revealed the pain that the Necrontyrs were most reluctant to mention, and it was the Silent King in the field who made them doomed.

The Silent King slowly stood up, and the gold and silver cloak reflected the light under the light, making him look majestic and inviolable.

The Silent King did not defend himself. He was also aware of his sins, and for a long time in the past, he exiled himself outside the galaxy.

It was not until he met the tentacles of the Tyranids that he returned to the galaxy.

"I am not here to argue with you, Imotek. Our territory is under threat. The latecomers and foreign enemies are trying to destroy everything that carries our memories. If we do not respond in time, all of this will be destroyed."

The Silent King stretched out his palm to quiet the chanting poet.

The attendant who replaced his mouthpiece also raised the tone at this moment.

"Humanity's ambitions are far beyond our imagination. Those inferior Eldar have chosen to rely on us like dogs with broken backs. We must take timely measures to restore our former glory."

The Storm King shook his head, "It's ridiculous. In the long years, no race has ever been able to pose a threat to us. Counting from the birth of mankind, they have been civilized for less time than our race. Those who have just become conscious Low-level creatures will never and cannot truly threaten the fate of our race."

"Low-level creatures cannot understand the glory of our race, so they dare to have unrealistic delusions. With a small punishment, all sentient beings will know who owns this sea of ​​stars."

After the Storm King's arrogant words came out, many dynasty overlords nodded slightly.

In fact, he was not the only one. The overlords and kings of many dynasties all thought that the Silent King was making a fuss out of a molehill.

It's just that they don't dare to speak out.

The King of Silence took everything in his eyes, and the attendant who spoke on his behalf had a little more anger in his tone.

"Imotic, put aside these boring political tricks, you know nothing about the enemy."

Angry voices echoed.

At this time, many dynasty overlords who were indifferent to this matter also became interested.

They were just watching the excitement, and the conflict between the two kings was already expected.

"Sazarek, your accusation is wrong. The Zotech dynasty no longer obeys any decision of the Trinitarian Council. You colluded with the Star God and sold the souls of your people to inferior gluttons in exchange for the cornerstone of your rule. ”

"This was the case countless years ago. You exaggerated the threat of the Ancient Saint and provoked war between the two sides. Countless dynasties were destroyed because of this, but you are growing step by step. In order to consolidate your rule, you even transformed all living bodies. Within the clansman, there is an absolute obedience to your instructions, Zazarek, my last and greatest King of Silence, you are truly worthy of this title.”

Facing the wrath of the Supreme Leader, Storm King Imotic showed no fear.

His eyes were fixed on the former leader, and the green flames danced in the empty metal eye sockets.

"You made us lose everything, and now you're trying to do it again!"

The Storm King accused the other party mercilessly.

The King of Silence calmed down at this time.

"We once held a meeting, and it was our joint decision to use the power of the Star God. Imotic, you were the first to vote in favor at that time. Not only you, but all the dynasties here were involved in this grand plan. I Admit I am guilty, but you are my equal.”

King Silence's gaze swept across the entire audience, and no one dared to confront him head on.

Every one of them had the same sin in what happened back then. Even those dynasty overlords who secretly colluded with the Storm King lowered their heads at this time.

"Imotic, the threat our clan faces is imminent. There is no time to fight with you now. If you are still paranoid, then let's use war to decide what is right and what is wrong."