Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

In this hidden area, various pipelines are crisscrossed like blood vessels. They carry the operation of the entire city and deliver endless energy. Even the residents of the hive city rarely know the existence of this area. Only those who hold core power will occasionally mention this name, and the secrets hidden behind this name are even more difficult to pry into.

In the depths of this pipeline area, every gate is crucial. They are like the guardian of the city, silently guarding the safety of the entire hive city. Unless it is absolutely necessary, these gates will not be opened at all. Once a major accident occurs, those who are usually high above will come here in person and pay close attention to every detail to ensure the safety of the pipeline area.

This pipeline area shrouded in mystery is not only the core of the hive city, but also the cornerstone of the operation of the entire city. It has witnessed the prosperity and decline of the hive city and carries the hopes and dreams of countless people. For most people, this area will always be an unreachable mystery.

This ancient and magnificent nest city has witnessed three thousand years of vicissitudes since its completion. Time flies, and it stands quietly on this land, witnessing the changes of history and the overlapping of the times. The last time people touched the gate of the pipeline area and awakened the sleeping past was two thousand years ago. At that time, the prosperity and glory of the city seemed to be still in front of us, but now, only mottled traces in memory remain.

This space has been forgotten since ancient times, and its long history has exceeded two thousand years. During these long years, no one has set foot in it. Even the supreme ruler of this nest city, those powerful people, are full of unknowns and doubts about this closed space for two thousand years. They can't know for sure what kind of thrilling monsters are hidden in this sleeping abyss. Perhaps, they are some ancient creatures that have long been extinct, or perhaps, some mysterious existence beyond imagination, waiting to be awakened.

The Astartes warriors, with the noble blood of Sanguinius flowing in their veins, stepped into this mysterious space with firm belief and fearless courage. In this unknown area, no matter what kind of crisis and mystery is hidden, they can't stop their firm steps forward. Their figures are like swords in the fog. No matter how turbulent the wind and clouds are, or how the stars change, they can't shake their determination to explore the truth. In this space, the will of the Astartes is like their blood, never yielding, never retreating.

In those dusty pipeline sections, no lighting equipment is installed in the dim environment. However, for the Astartes, the presence or absence of light seems to make little difference. They have long been accustomed to walking in the dark, and their sharp eyes seem to be able to penetrate the thick shadows and see every detail hidden in the dark. In this dark area, they are as free as fish swimming in the water, without the need for light to guide the direction of their progress.

The transformation surgery to become an Astartes is a mysterious and arduous process. It not only gives the superhuman warriors physical fitness and combat skills far beyond ordinary people, but also injects an extraordinary power into their bodies. Among these amazing abilities, the night vision function is particularly eye-catching. This ability makes them as sharp as cheetahs in the dark, able to perceive all subtle movements and capture the faintest figures on a dark and windy night.

After rigorous transformation, the visual system of these warriors has been greatly improved, so that they can see things as clearly as in the daytime even in the dark night when they can't see their fingers. This not only enhances their advantages in battle, but also gives them an unmatched advantage when performing special tasks such as reconnaissance and lurking. Therefore, night vision has become one of the iconic extraordinary abilities of the Astartes warriors, making them an invincible elite force.

The night is as dark as ink, and the Chapter Master and the Honor Guard grope forward in the deep darkness. They have been walking in the winding valley for half an hour, and there is silence all around, only the sound of footsteps and breathing interweaves into a unique rhythm. At this moment, the warband leader who was walking in the front suddenly stopped like a stone statue, and his footsteps stopped silently.

At that moment, everyone felt a sudden tense atmosphere. The members of the Honor Guard held their breath and looked around vigilantly. The figure of the warband leader looked more resolute in the darkness, and there was an indescribable light in his eyes, as if he had seen the unknown crisis ahead. However, he did not issue any orders, but just stood there quietly, waiting for a signal to arrive.

Next to the warband leader's firm steps, the Honor Guard followed closely like a shadow, and they instantly felt the tense atmosphere in the air. These battle-hardened and extremely loyal warriors immediately entered a state of high alert, their eyes as sharp as eagles, and they looked around vigilantly. They raised the chainsaw swords in their hands, and the blades flashed cold light in the sun. At the same time, they held the grenade launchers tightly, and the cold metal texture conveyed the determination to fight. They are ready to respond to threats from any direction at any time, whether it is a hidden assassin or a sudden ambush, they are fully prepared to protect the safety and honor of the Chapter Master.

At the front of the team, the majestic figure of the Chapter Master slowly leaned down. His movements were steady and powerful, and his palms covered with solid red ceramic steel armor gently stroked the ground. At this moment, a disgusting stench filled the air, and a sticky green mucus appeared in the astonished eyes of the Astartes warriors. The mucus flashed with a strange luster in the sun, as if it was the secretion of some unknown creature, which was chilling. There was an unfathomable meaning in the eyes of the Chapter Master, as if foreshadowing the upcoming severe test.

The accompanying Honor Guards were like well-trained cheetahs, and they quickly and orderly deployed a strict alert formation beside the Chapter Master. They stared at the surroundings vigilantly, and every subtle movement revealed their deep combat literacy. The Chapter Master himself made a surprising move at this moment-he took off his helmet and revealed his resolute face. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he could see the dawn of victory through all the fog. Then, without hesitation, he pinched the disgusting mucus between his fingers and stuffed it into his mouth.

The transformation surgery is a groundbreaking scientific achievement that gives the Astartes an amazing special ability. Through this innovative technology, the Astartes have evolved. They not only have extraordinary physical functions, but also have unique mental induction abilities. They can analyze the memories that the organism once had by eating a part of the organism, such as muscle, blood or brain. This ability seems to open a window of time, allowing them to see into the past, understand the mysteries of life, and thus enhance their combat experience and wisdom. On the battlefield, this ability makes them even more powerful, able to quickly see into the enemy's weaknesses in battle and win.

The green mucus left under its feet, although chilling, seems to be barely considered a part of its body. This mucus exudes a strong stench, and once it enters the mouth, the feeling is extremely disgusting. For an Astarte, his sense of taste and smell are far superior to that of an ordinary person. The taste and smell of this mucus is simply a hellish torture for him.

Whenever the monster passes by, the green mucus follows it like a shadow, as if it is a trace left by it, a silent declaration. The mucus is slippery and disgusting. The moment it touches the skin, the Astarte can feel an indescribable disgust. And when he has to come into close contact with this mucus, the stench is like a sharp blade that pierces his senses.

The sharpness of the Astarte's senses makes his experience of this mucus far more profound than that of ordinary people. Under his delicate taste and smell, every detail of the mucus is magnified, as if countless disgusting tentacles are torturing his nerves. This torture is like endless torture.

Despite the constant noise and turmoil around him, the Chapter Master himself seems unusually calm, as if all the turmoil has nothing to do with him. The green mucus slowly slid down the esophagus and reached the stomach silently, where the mysterious organ hidden in the body of the Astartes began to slowly start at this moment. It was like a fine parser, meticulously analyzing the memories and information contained in the mucus.

Those memories were like scenes, flashing quickly in the mind of the warband leader, and each frame clearly showed the various experiences in the past. And those information, like a string of codes, were cracked one by one by this unique organ, gradually revealing the secrets behind the mucus. The warband leader's face was calm, but his eyes revealed a deep insight, as if he had seen through the truth hidden in the mucus.

After a while, the warband leader's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and his deep eyes revealed an indescribable depth. Through the mucus that had just been ingested, the warband leader's tongue tip gently tasted it, and a familiar and strange feeling spread on the tip of his tongue. In this mucus, he felt a unique breath, which instantly reminded him of the identity of the owner of the mucus!

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the warband leader, and he frowned slightly, as if recalling something. The texture, taste and vague sense of familiarity of the mucus kept reminding him. Finally, after a brief thought, a faint smile appeared on the warband leader's face, because he had guessed the identity of the owner of this mucus! This discovery made him feel a complex emotion.

This mucus contains genetic fragments of some mysterious creatures. After the warband leader's careful analysis, these genetic fragments gradually revealed their secrets. Surprisingly, among these complex genetic fragments, some are highly similar to human gene sequences.

When we delve into those chilling fragments, it is not difficult to find that they seem to be a microcosm of the chaotic world, full of disorder and chaos. If everything is as expected, then the green mucus in front of us with a pungent stench is undoubtedly from the notorious gene stealers. These monsters, even the famous Grand Marshal Krieg, often feel a headache when facing them. These creatures not only have disgusting appearances, but also possess abilities that are difficult for the entire legion to handle. Their existence seems to be an unsolvable mystery in nature.

"Stay alert and move forward," the Chapter Master calmly put the heavy helmet back on, his movements steady and powerful. Against the dim light, the vision hole on the helmet suddenly emitted a shocking red light, like the most dazzling star in the night sky, instantly illuminating the surrounding darkness.

His eyes were firm and deep, as if through the red light, he could see the unknown and challenges ahead. When the other members of the war group saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel an indescribable awe and belief in their hearts. They know that as long as they follow the Chapter Master's footsteps, no matter how dangerous the road ahead is, they can find a bright direction.

"This is our mission and our honor." The Chapter Leader whispered to himself, his voice revealing an unquestionable authority. His words are like a command, inspiring the heart of every warrior. They followed closely, preparing for the upcoming test.

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"We are still sixteen kilometers away from our destination. This journey is full of unknowns and challenges. During this period, we have to be vigilant at all times, because we may be attacked by those cunning genes at any time before reaching our destination. The thieves' attack! These guys are pervasive and their methods are extremely cunning. We must be fully prepared."

The Chapter Master held the chainsword in his hand tightly, and the harsh roar echoed in the air, like the passionate rhythm of a war drum, inspiring the hearts of every warrior. His eyes were firm and his voice was sonorous and powerful: "For the great Emperor and Imperial Regent, and for the countless loyal Imperial people on this planet, even if we face the test of life, we must wake up the long-sleeping red dome without hesitation. "This is our mission and the source of our glory."

The Chapter Master's resolute and powerful voice, like thunder, was transmitted to the earphones of every warrior through the Astartes' internal communication system, echoing in their ears. That voice was full of determination and belief, inspiring the members of the Glory Guard. Although they were silent at the moment, a blazing fire had already been ignited in their hearts.

These fearless warriors know their mission well. They know that for the glory and future of mankind, they must stand up, even if it means sacrifice. They are fully prepared and will have no fear whether it is facing the enemy's frenzy or the brutal combat environment. In their hearts, dedicating oneself to the Lord of Mankind is the highest honor.