Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

No matter what the outcome of the war is, the Empire is fully prepared and will bravely face the challenge and defend the dignity and interests of the country!

The Imperial Regent and the Primarchs have seen the smile of the goddess of victory. Even though the Tyranids, known as the "Great Devourer", are extremely powerful, everyone is full of confidence in the upcoming war. On this battlefield filled with tension, they feel the dawn of victory.

Although the Tyranids are famous for their unparalleled fertility and destructive power, the warriors of the Empire are not afraid of this. They know that in this contest between justice and evil, the balance of victory has tilted to their side. The Imperial Regent has a sharp eye and carefully analyzes the situation, while the Primarchs have developed a complete set of tactical strategies with their extraordinary wisdom.

At this critical moment, the goddess of victory seems to have smiled at them. Her warm smile seems to tell the Imperial warriors: Be brave to meet the challenge, and victory will eventually belong to you. Although the Tyranids are extremely powerful, their greed and cruelty are destined to be the cause of their defeat. The warriors of the Empire, with their firm belief and noble qualities, won the favor of the goddess of victory.

On the eve of this fierce battle, the Imperial Regent and the Primarchs were full of confidence. They firmly believed that as long as they united as one and worked together, they could overcome the difficulties in front of them and completely eliminate the threat of the Tyranids. The dawn of victory has risen on the horizon, and they look forward to bringing the glory of victory back to the Empire tomorrow. As the meeting between the Imperial Regent and the Genetic Prototypes slowly came to an end, the former Marshal of the Imperial Guards, Constantine, a brave warrior who had been on the battlefield for a long time, led his well-trained Honor Guard and walked firmly to the side of the Imperial Regent. Their figures were like silhouettes in the afterglow of the sunset, looking particularly majestic and solemn. Constantine's eyes revealed a firm belief in the future of the Empire, and the members of the Honor Guard followed closely behind him, surrounded by the light of loyalty and glory.

Constantine, the loyal guard, silently guarded the Imperial Regent as usual. He was tall and strong, wearing a gorgeous Baroque-style power armor, like a mobile fortress. At this moment, he carefully opened the leather briefcase he carried with him, his movements were skillful and elegant. As the lid of the box slowly opened, a ray of red light shone through it, reflecting on his face, making him look more resolute.

He took out a communicator with a flashing red light from the briefcase. It was an exquisite instrument with complex patterns inlaid on the surface, as if it contained some mysterious power. Constantine gently pressed the button on the communicator, and the red light became more dazzling, as if transmitting some information to the distance. His eyes were firm, waiting for the response of the communicator, just as he had been guarding the safety of the imperial regent, and never relaxed at all.

The design of this communicator is unique, and there is no trace of any imperial style at all. Its smooth surface is inlaid with a mysterious energy crystal. Even in the daytime when the sun is shining, the crystal still emits a chilling green light. This faint light seemed to have some kind of magical power. As long as people glanced at it, they would feel a chill rising from their backs and spreading throughout their bodies. In this quiet space, the existence of this communicator seemed unusually abrupt, as if it came from a distant and strange world, carrying an indescribable mysterious atmosphere.

Under normal circumstances, this mysterious object is very likely to belong to a special kind of existence that has long disappeared in the interstellar space - those dead souls sleeping in the deep space. These dead souls, they were once pioneers in the exploration of the universe, but in the passage of decades, they were gradually forgotten in the long river of history and became legendary existences.

"Is this something from the space dead souls?" The imperial regent raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of elusive interest flashed in his eyes. There was a hint of teasing in his voice, as if he was very curious about this mysterious object.

He slowly reached out and gently touched the object that was carefully presented to him. The surface of this object was covered with a layer of cold metal, engraved with ancient runes, flashing with a faint blue light, as if it contained some mysterious power.

"Well, it is indeed a relic of the Necrons." There was a hint of admiration in his tone. His fingers gently slid over the runes, as if trying to decipher the secrets they contained. The air around him seemed to become tense because of the fluctuation of this mysterious power, making people curious about the origin and purpose of this item.

"You guessed right," Constantine said calmly, bowing slightly to the Regent of the Empire, with an indescribable depth in his eyes, "Just about two hours ago, a mysterious Necrons drone formation, as if passing through the unknown darkness outside the Milky Way, quietly approached the Empire's solid defense line at the edge of the star field."

Although his voice was soft, it contained unquestionable authority, as if his words could stabilize the turmoil in the Empire's political situation. Constantine continued: "These drones, their appearance is like a meteor that suddenly streaks across the night sky, catching people off guard. They come from the depths of the deep universe, where even the most advanced detectors of the Empire cannot reach."

The Imperial Regent nodded slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes. Constantine continued to add: "These drone formations are not only technologically advanced, but also secretive. If our defense system had not captured their traces in time, they might have quietly passed through our defense line." He paused, and his tone became more serious, "We must be vigilant. The Empire cannot take such threats lightly." ""

A group of drones from the Necrons quietly appeared, their figures looming in the darkness of the interstellar, like ghosts from ancient times. Surprisingly, these drones did not show any aggressive intentions. They slowly floated above the naval fortress, as if they were conducting some mysterious communication.

Then, one of the drones released a capsule towards the naval fortress. The capsule drew an elegant arc in the air and landed accurately on the fortress. Designated area. This action seemed unusually peaceful, without the cruelty and killing of war. After the capsule landed safely, the drones did not stop. They turned in an orderly manner and flew out of the vast galaxy, and soon disappeared into the deep darkness.

Let everyone present feel confused and surprised. They could not understand why these Necrons would take such actions. However, the departure of the drones also brought a brief tranquility. The defenders of the naval fortress could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. They began to guess what secrets were hidden in this capsule. Perhaps this would reveal more mysteries about Necrons. And those drones, like their mysterious appearance, disappeared again in the endless interstellar space, leaving only a string of unsolved mysteries lingering in people's hearts. "

In the deep space fortress, the loyal imperial warriors nervously opened the capsule of the legendary Necrons. Their fingers trembled, because at this moment, they knew that the course of history might be changed by this action. As the capsule slowly opened, a faint light shone through it, reflecting a mysterious communicator.

Constantine, the veteran warrior, showed a hint of disbelief and surprise in his eyes. He pointed to the ancient communicator in the hands of the Imperial Regent, and said in a low and firm voice: "Imperial warriors on the naval fortress, you have opened not only the capsule of the Necrons, but also the door to the unknown world. Look, this is what we found in it." His eyes were like torches, staring at the communicator, as if it could answer all the unsolved mysteries.

Looking at the communicator in his hand, the small object with a faint green light seemed to be silently telling some secret information. A hint of understanding flashed in the deep eyes of the Imperial Regent. He gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and muttered thoughtfully: "It seems that the Necrons want to talk to us about something."

This communicator is his only connection with the mysterious opponent in the distant star field. Necrons, the name itself is full of endless mystery and terror. They are a group of unknown creatures wandering in the depths of the universe, neither belonging to any known civilization nor bound by any known laws. Now, they took the initiative to initiate communication, which means that something major is about to happen.

The Imperial Regent frowned slightly, and countless possibilities flashed through his mind. Whether it is an enemy or a friend, war or peace, everything is still unknown. But one thing is certain, the sound of this communicator will definitely bring about an earth-shaking change.

He slowly got up, walked to the window, and looked at the starry sky. Those bright stars seemed to be whispering to him, telling him that this upcoming conversation will determine the fate of the empire. He took a deep breath and prepared to meet this unknown challenge. Necrons, what exactly do they want to talk about? This will be a conversation about the future of the empire, and he, as the Imperial Regent, must be fully prepared.

In the deep space, the ancient communicator seemed to be a messenger who transcended life and death, carrying the mysterious power from a distant galaxy, and was finally safely handed over to the hands of the Imperial Regent. At that moment, along with the cold touch of the metal shell of the communicator, an elusive light flashed across the eyes of the Imperial Regent. Almost at the moment of taking over, he had already seen through the hidden intentions behind those creatures made of skeletons. These skeleton creatures, once legends circulated among the stars, now put their goals in front of the Imperial Regent in an extremely direct way.

In the depths of the vast universe, there is an awe-inspiring name-the king of the Necrons, the Silent King Szalak. The battle in heaven that took place tens of millions of years ago and shocked the entire interstellar ended with his victory. However, the fruit of victory did not bring him the expected joy, but made him feel endless loneliness and solitude in the aftermath of the battle.

In the ruins after the war, the Silent King Szalak made a move that shocked the universe-he destroyed the master control agreement of the Necrons, which meant that he gave up the rule of his own race. He knew that only by completely severing ties with the past could he get rid of the shadow of that war.

Afterwards, he drove his only companion, the Song of Silence, and embarked on a journey to the outside of the galaxy alone. There, there was endless unknown and darkness, a realm he had never explored. Silent King Szalak seemed to be pursuing an extreme loneliness, a complete detachment.

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He shuttled through this dark universe, feeling the silence and desolation of the stars. The Silent Song became his only companion, accompanying him through galaxies and witnessing his lonely journey. During this long journey, Silent King Szalak gradually merged with the universe and became a legendary figure.

Today, tens of millions of years have passed, and the name of Silent King Szalak is still circulating among the stars. He drove the Silent Song alone to the unknown darkness outside the galaxy, becoming an eternal mystery. And his story has become one of the most awe-inspiring legends in the universe. In the long tens of millions of years of wandering in the universe, Szalak traveled alone in the endless void. During this long period of time, it inevitably encountered the Tyranid Zerg who were also wandering in the darkness. These Zergs lurked in every corner of the vast starry sky like ghosts. Like Szalak, they were looking for space and resources for survival. In this encounter between the universes, the fate of the two was closely linked, and a contest about survival and destruction quietly kicked off.

In the depths of the vast universe, the Silent King had a fierce conflict with the Tyranids, and the traces of those wars were deeply imprinted in the heart of the Necrons king. He knew that every moment in the confrontation with the Tyranids was a test of life and death. Therefore, the Silent King had a deep understanding of the power and terror of the Tyranids, which came not only from witnessing the war, but also from the fear and despair he had experienced personally.

The Tyranids, with their unparalleled reproductive ability and devastating attack methods, forced the Silent King to be vigilant at all times. Their swarms were like dark clouds covering the sky and the earth, and wherever they went, all life withered. The Silent King knew that in this interstellar battlefield, once surrounded by the Tyranids, it almost meant extinction. Therefore, whenever the Tyranids were mentioned, the Silent King's eyes would always reveal an indescribable solemnity and awe. He understood that the opponents in this interstellar war must not be underestimated. The reason why the Silent King can gain a foothold in this cruel universe is largely because he has a clear understanding of the power and terror of the Tyranids.