Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

In their view, although the pain and hatred brought by the disaster were deep, revenge was not the purpose of their survival. They knew that the fight against the evil god Slaanesh was not driven by simple hatred, but required more firm beliefs and strength. Therefore, they chose to remember history and protect this land in the name of peace and justice, rather than indulge in endless revenge.

The current ruler of the Eldar, the honorable Phoenix Lord, has gradually lost the last hope of revenge over the long years. He once witnessed the blood of his people dyeing the battlefield red and heard the wailing of the tribe echoing in the depths of the endless universe, but he could never find a way to revenge. However, just a few decades ago, a news that changed fate was like a meteor streaking through the night sky. The warp expedition plan initiated by the Imperial Regent reached the Eldar Ark World, bringing new opportunities and hope to this desperate land.

The grand plan of the Imperial Expedition, its hidden purpose, is the evil god Slaanesh who has an indissoluble bond with the Eldar. This evil existence has brought endless disasters and sufferings to the Eldar, and there is a deep blood feud between the two. Now, the Imperial Regent has resolutely launched this expedition. In a sense, this is not only a resolute suppression of evil forces, but also a long-standing vent for the Eldar.

In this expedition, the morale of the Imperial Army is high. They have forged courage and determination into an indestructible shield and pointed directly at the source of evil. Although the people of the Eldar have suffered hardships in the long river of history, they feel unprecedented warmth and support at this moment. The decision of the Imperial Regent is not only a challenge to evil, but also a call for justice, which allows the Eldar to see the hope of regaining a new life.

This expedition is not only a severe punishment for the evil god Slaanesh, but also a comfort for the Eldar's deep suffering. Under the powerful force of the Imperial Army, the Eldar finally have the opportunity to get rid of the shadow of evil and welcome a bright future. Therefore, the expedition launched by the Imperial Regent not only vented the anger of the Eldar, but also opened a door to peace and prosperity for them.

In the vast Eldar Craft World, an ancient legend was given new life. The story of the Imperial Regent beating the evil god Slaanesh with iron-blooded means was cleverly adapted by the Harlequin Theater into an attractive play. This work toured between various Eldar Craft Worlds and attracted countless audiences with its unique charm.

The story tells that the Imperial Regent discovered the conspiracy of the evil god Slaanesh during an accidental expedition. In order to maintain world peace and order, he stood up and fought fiercely with the evil forces. The Harlequin Theater cleverly incorporated elements of humor and satire into this story, making the script not only show the bravery and wisdom of the Regent, but also a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

In the performances of this script in various Craft Worlds, everyone was moved by this story.

To some extent, the influence and prestige of the Imperial Regent among the Eldar have quietly surpassed that of the actual ruler of the Eldar, the famous Phoenix Lord. This subtle change stems from a series of well-thought-out strategies and measures of the Imperial Regent, which have made his position in the Eldar increasingly stable, and even have the tendency to overshadow the Phoenix Lord. Although from an official perspective, the Phoenix Lord is still the undisputed leader of the Eldar, in the minds of the Eldar people, the prestige of the Imperial Regent has quietly risen and has become a new belief and sustenance in their hearts. This situation undoubtedly brings new variables and possibilities to the future development of the Eldar.

Of course, the Phoenix Lord is not dissatisfied with the prestige of the Imperial Regent. In the eyes of this old Eldar, the authority of the Regent is like the sun in the morning light, dazzling and unmatched. He knows that destroying the evil god Slaanesh is his lifelong wish. This persistence and belief has long surpassed personal grudges and power struggles. During these long years, he witnessed countless lives suffering because of the evil god. Therefore, he was willing to dedicate all his glory and respect to the Imperial Regent, just for that moment, when the evil god Slaanesh was completely destroyed and light shone on the continent again.

Although the Imperial Regent failed to completely kill Slaanesh, the Phoenix Lord saw a new hope for the Eldar in his tenacity. The Imperial Regent's unyielding will and perseverance seemed to have lit a bright lamp, guiding the Eldar in the dark. The Phoenix Lord knew that even if the evil could not be completely eliminated, this struggle had allowed the Eldar to see another possibility - a power to rise in adversity and bravely face challenges.

Facing the Imperial envoys who came with the request for an alliance, the Phoenix Lord looked around the surrounding parliamentarians in the parliament hall of the Ark World with a solemn look. Although the topic was important, the members of the parliament seemed to have already tacitly agreed to the request for an alliance. They showed almost no hesitation or doubt about this request, and unanimously agreed to the Empire's request for an alliance.

The Phoenix Lord knew that this decision was crucial to the future of the Craft World. However, in the face of the Empire's powerful strength, everyone in the parliament knew that refusing to form an alliance would bring unbearable consequences. Therefore, after a brief discussion, they decisively chose to stand on the side of the Empire and extended a hand of friendship without hesitation. This move will undoubtedly bring new hope and opportunities to the Craft World, and also lay a solid foundation for the close cooperation between the Empire and the Craft World.

The Empire, a powerful force that once swept across the galaxy, the Eldar, an ancient civilization known for its mystery and wisdom, and the Necrons, terrifying beings that roam the depths of the universe - these three most powerful forces in the galaxy have now crossed each other's boundaries and united together! Their alliance, like an unstoppable torrent, is reshaping the future of the entire galaxy.

At the edge of the vast galaxy, three powerful allied races have jointly built an indestructible line of defense. These behemoths, with their profound technological background and excellent strategic vision, perfectly integrated the defense system to form a copper wall under the cooperation of other races with aerospace capabilities. This line of defense is not only impregnable, but also established an almost insurmountable natural moat between the stars, which makes any enemy who intends to invade daunting. Under the protection of this interstellar fortress, the peace and tranquility of the galaxy can continue, and those forces that once coveted this starry sky can only watch silently from a distance, unable to cross this last barrier.

No matter where the Tyranids hide outside the galaxy, trying to sneak in, there is always a large and well-prepared army waiting for those ugly bugs. This army is like an indestructible fortress, ready to resist any invading enemy at any time. And other troops distributed in the surrounding areas are also on guard. Once they find the traces of the Zerg, they will launch strong support in a very short time. This rapid response tactic aims to ensure that all invading bugs are completely eliminated outside the galaxy, and do not give them any chance to threaten the safety and harmony of the galaxy. In this vast cosmic battlefield, each unit shoulders the mission of defending their homeland, and guards the future of mankind with firm belief and fearless courage. All preparations before the war have been carried out intensively and orderly, and are now basically ready. At this critical moment, the noble figure of the Imperial Regent and the powerful aura of the Primarchs together build a solid line of defense. Next, all they have to do is to stay calm and firm within this line of defense, and quietly wait for the arrival of the Tyranids. During this waiting time, they will greet the upcoming decisive battle with great patience and perseverance.

And in those long years, the Primarchs scattered in every corner of the vast galaxy, shouldering the mission and glory of the Empire, led their loyal legions across the sea of ​​stars, through the dust and light of the stars, and finally arrived at the solid defense line built by the Empire on the edge of the galaxy. These defense lines are like the last barrier of the galaxy, guarding the peace and prosperity of the empire, and the Primarchs and their legions have become the strong pillars of this defense line, resisting the unknown threats from the dark universe.

In the vast galaxy, a war about the fate of the empire is quietly kicking off. In this war that is enough to affect the future of the entire galaxy, except for the Primarch of the Ultramarines, Robert Guilliman, and the Primarch of the Imperial Fists, Rogal Dorn, who has not yet returned to the embrace of the empire, all other Primarchs have gone all out and devoted themselves to this magnificent battle.

In this war, they fought bravely at all costs to defend the glory of the Empire and the future of mankind. Their figures shuttled across the battlefield, like meteors streaking through the night sky, invincible, showing unparalleled combat effectiveness. Although the Ultramarines' Primarch Robert Guilliman and the Imperial Fists' Primarch Rogal Dorn were unable to participate for various reasons, the heroic performance of other Primarchs still injected endless vitality and hope into this war.

In this magnificent war, each Primarch played a vital role. Their existence not only won the victory for the Empire, but also wrote a bold and colorful stroke for the future of the galaxy.

A huge force is quietly gathering. More than 300,000 Astartes warriors are the elite of the Empire. Each of them has been rigorously screened and trained, wearing heavy armor and holding sharp blades, ready to be thrown into the cruel battlefield at any time. More than a thousand legions of the Astra Militarum, like bright stars, are distributed in the vast territory of the Empire, ready to defend the glory and security of the Empire at any time.

In this invincible army, there is also a group of special warriors - combat nuns ready to go. They not only have firm beliefs, but also superb combat skills. Wherever their swords point, it is the end of the enemy. Although their faces are gentle, their eyes reveal firm determination. They are the guardians of the empire and the defenders of faith.

And behind this awe-inspiring army is an unimaginably large imperial fleet. They are like giant beasts floating in space, carrying countless warriors and weapons, enough to destroy the entire galaxy. Every voyage of the fleet brings the power and majesty of the empire. Their cannons roar, like the wrath of the gods, shocking every enemy who dares to challenge the empire.

This is an indestructible force, a symbol of imperial order, and a solid barrier to protect peace and prosperity.

In this narrow space, almost all the battle sequences of the Empire gathered together, and the scale was so grand that it was jaw-dropping. Whether it was the historic warships or the emerging combat units, they all showed the power and majesty of the Empire under this starry sky. For the Empire, the importance of this war was unparalleled, even surpassing the magnificent Great Expedition ten thousand years ago. Although that expedition took a long time, it was slightly inferior to this war. The future of the Empire and the glory of the Empire were unprecedentedly tested and demonstrated in this space.

After a not-too-long wait, the huge Behemoth fleet of the Tyranids finally arrived as promised. They were like surging tides, carrying heavy subspace shadows, and with a suffocating might, they quickly enveloped all the space near the peaceful agricultural world of Talvya in a very short time. Those deep and dark shadows, like invisible hands, silently covered the sky, making the residents of Talvya feel unprecedented fear and uneasiness. The Zerg fleet, like the night falling, silently eroded the peace and tranquility of this star field.

In the depths of the vast universe, there has long been an indescribable connection between navigators, astropaths and the mysterious warp. However, at an unknown moment, this connection was ruthlessly and forcibly cut off. This incident has caused almost all psychics, except for a very small number of powerful psykers with extraordinary powers and the Primarchs, to fall into a desperate situation where they cannot communicate with the warp.

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Navigators can use the power of the warp to shuttle between galaxies and guide the expedition fleet; astropaths can communicate with the intelligent life in the warp to obtain the mysteries and unknown information of the universe. But now, all this has become a distant past. The sudden isolation made the psychics who once relied on the warp to survive feel unprecedented loneliness and powerlessness.

In this incident, only those psychics who have undergone special training and possessed strong mental power can maintain a weak connection outside the barrier of the warp with difficulty. The Primarchs, as the most mysterious existence in the universe, do not seem to be greatly affected by this severance. Their power is still strong enough to leave their traces in every corner of the universe.

For most psychics, losing contact with the warp means that they have lost their eyes and ears, and lost their understanding and perception of the universe. They are like blind men groping in the dark, trying to find the once familiar connection, but can only face the cruelty of reality helplessly.