Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Chapter 220 Robert Morgan

After leading his legions and fleets to the Thirteen Terra Standard Hours of [Avalon] again, Morgan completely conquered his home planet.

All continents, all royal powers, all emperors, heads of state and consuls fell at her feet, respectfully offered their crowns, scepters and kingdoms, and kissed the toes of her boots as the highest reward in the world.

There was no resistance, no twists and turns, and no expected rebellion: relying on his own strength and Semiramis's more than twenty years of continuous cleaning, it was like picking a ripe egg from a fallen branch. Like a transparent fruit, Morgan raised his hand and had the world completely in his hands.

All the kings and governors gathered in the palace of Semiramis, waiting for her reception, or the [Shadow Kings] who were hiding deep in their bunkers and actually controlling various interest groups. They, their thoughts and wills are as fragile as the greenskins' desire for peace when facing the Dawn Queen from beyond the stars.

The Lord of the Second Legion, carrying a modified ship provided by the Primarch of the Iron Warriors and capable of traveling freely in the atmosphere, descended on the Eternal Peak, the most sacred in all Avalon myths, in full view of the public: The palace of Semiramis, the Queen of the World, stands at the foot of the Eternal Peak. Here she built a luxurious palace like a garden and a magnificent new city to welcome all the kings and nobles and accommodate those who are about to participate. Selected young warriors.

Under the gaze of millions of pairs of the most noble and important pupils, the primarch of the Dawnbreaker emitted a light more dazzling than twenty suns the moment she appeared in the world. Her blue pupils were as far away as The stars of another world are shining in front of everyone's eyes. Her indifferent voice is as ethereal as autumn leaves, but it easily knocks on the chest of every dissatisfied person. She seems to be standing on the top of the mountain, standing in the clouds, She seemed to stand beyond the stars and in the hearts of all nations, but in the end, when everyone raised their heads, she was already standing at the end of their eternal worship and awe.

In her light, among the huge iron birds that descended from the sky, far exceeding all the imagination of the Avalonians, one after another tall warriors wearing silver armor stood in front of people, they seemed to The attendants of the God King slowly walked out from the oldest scrolls. Their faces were as indifferent as their genetic mothers, and they had faces as perfect as marble sculptures. The greatest hero would look like an ordinary person in front of them. What a mediocre person.

They are enough to conquer the stars, enough to destroy kingdoms and armies easily, just like hungry wolves are enough to devour trembling lambs in the blink of an eye: maybe there are only a thousand silver-armored warriors standing here, but no one will doubt it. , they were able to do this.

The king trembled in their shadow, while the young warriors who had never surrendered looked up at those thick armors and heroic faces with the most fanatical eyes. They already knew that they might become one of these angels of death: As long as they are willing to give everything to compete for that precious opportunity.

Of course they are willing. At this moment, ten thousand years of heroic legends and ancient paintings bloom in their hearts, making these outstanding people who once galloped among the hordes of bandits and stood out in the ocean of monsters and wars certain that they are the The luckiest generation.

And all of this, all the fanatical light brought by fear and admiration, did not affect the pace of the Dawnbreakers at all. They came to the foot of the mountain slowly and orderly, and surrounded Semiramis at the most standard distance. The palace faced the crowds of mortals gathered in the square, standing like silent warrior sculptures, waiting for the action of their genetic mother.

This display and intimidation went on for a while: above the clouds, the eyes of the Lord of the Second Legion were on every mortal at the foot of the mountain at the same time, looking at the admiration and astonishment in their eyes with satisfaction, just like a The proud collector received countless exclamations from his own exhibition.

This scene lasted for several minutes until the huge projection instruments brought in advance by the mortal slaves of the Second Legion. After the endless millions of mortals at the foot of the mountain truly marveled at the greatness of the Angel of Death, the Primarch Then she stood up and started her next move unhurriedly.

Morgan stretched out his finger and pointed to the Semiramis palace at the foot of the mountain, gently drew a circle there, and at the same time whispered the spells about gravity, space and water flow in his heart.

Almost at the same time, waves of panic swept over the most noble kings and the most heroic warriors like waves. Mortals from all over Avalon marveled at the real-life miracles happening in front of them in panic and consternation. : A few hundred meters in front of each angel of death standing quietly, an invisible thin line silently cut through the originally indestructible hard stone ground, as if the invisible hands of the gods reached in. In the soil in front of everyone.

At the next moment, with the most precise cutting and incredible power, more than 1,600 hectares of land, under the most panicked eyes, broke away from the shackles of the earth, gravity and any physical laws, and began to float towards the mountain that could rival any mountain. High in the sky: The land cut by the invisible blade is clearly displayed in front of people. They are now as hard as the best steel, maintaining an indescribable, mathematically beautiful arc.

A thousand Dawnbreakers still stood indifferently around the palace, no matter that the chaotic cries of panic or piety under their feet were getting farther and farther away from them, and the cold air and approaching clouds reminded them: if they fall at this height, If so, even if they are Astartes warriors, there is no possibility of survival.

But even so, every Dawnbreaker is still like a statue, maintaining his duty as a guard in the empty sky with great solemnity. Most of them did not have any advance knowledge of this change, but this did not This does not prevent them from trusting their genetic mother from the bottom of their hearts and trusting in her power to shape and cope with anything.

Until they rose hundreds of meters into the sky, until the distant borders of the mortal world emerged in their pupils, until the exclamations of millions of mortals at their feet had unknowingly transformed into something With fanatical worship and pursuit of miracles, even the most cold-blooded and rational kings or scholars became slaves of their eyes and hearts when they saw a scene from this myth emerging before their eyes, and also became a slave in a certain sense. Fanatic believer.

Until this moment, the Lord of the Second Legion finally appeared in front of her new subjects. She stood on the top of the Eternal Peak, but the psychic projection turned into a phantom goddess larger than the Titan behind her. , allowing the most distant pupils to see clearly.

She waved her hand, and the layers of mist emerged out of thin air, covering the entire Eternal Peak in a milky white dream, turning it into an ethereal kingdom in the world.

She lowered her finger, and the rushing turbulence was like the mercury in Hecate's palm, slowly coming from the top of the Eternal Peak. Groups of mist turned into elegant clouds, pulling the river around. Every important corner of the Eternal Peak, the large and small quiet ponds and deep springs, are like the snow-white Jörmungandr surrounding the legendary holy mountain, and the end of this turbulent flow is surprisingly that The huge trauma left behind after the royal court of Semiramis ascended into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the blue lake water filled the entire artificial huge lake, and even overflowed outwards, surrounding the entire Eternal Peak, forming a moat that was always surging, and the fog on the mountain also separated part of it. This pure water source is also shrouded in an almost eternal mystery and remoteness.

Fairyland was complete, and Morgan stood above her wonders, enjoying everything she now desired: all the kings and lords devoutly bowed before her, enshrining her as the mythical lord of all, their spirit and will collapsed in front of this majestic miracle, becoming fragile and hesitant. The Spider Queen only needed to gently pluck the inner strings, and she could easily occupy their thoughts and souls, and in their knowledge and instincts , leaving a firm mark belonging to Morgan.

When they return to their kingdom, when they once again become the rulers of Avalon, the imprint in their minds will make them all unconditionally surrender to any command of the Spider Queen, and With these most noble people as the core, the same infection and cognition will gradually penetrate into the palace, city and countryside, and eventually the whole world will become the possession of the Queen of Dawn, and she will give everything for her smile.

Nothing could stand in the way of this happening, and when the kings departed with the miracle in their memory, within thirteen days and nights of their arrival at home, all Avalon would become Morgan's slaves.

She conquered the world.

Not a single explosive bomb was used.

Not a drop of donated blood was left behind.

Not even a single word was uttered.

Everything fell at her feet: myth, tradition and reverence for the unknowable were so powerful that they swept the entire world in an instant.

Perhaps, this is the innate power and favor of the Primarch: Unless he is a miserable person who is teased and despised by all fates, which Primarch cannot even unify his home planet?

Morgan succeeded: as a Primarch, a descendant of the Emperor, she deserved to succeed.

but……

Is everything really that simple?

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【It's that simple. 】

The Lord of the Second Legion sat on the throne that originally belonged to Semiramis, kicked off his boots lazily, and put his feet on the expensive custom-made long table.

One of her hands was placed on the table, while the other hand was playing with a small holographic projection of the entire world of Avalon, carefully watching the continents and oceans, the places where prosperous culture was born. Kingdom, and those wilderness areas where no one dares to stop yet.

But even so leisurely, the genetic mother of the Second Legion was not resting.

Around Morgan, more than a dozen holographic projections almost overwhelmed her. Each holographic projection was continuously delivering information and the latest reports in seconds.

The grouping and voyage of the entire fleet in low-Earth orbit, the continuous reports and data collection from more than a hundred recruitment points set up simultaneously across Avalon, the secrets and secrets of various places picked from the minds of hundreds of kings and rulers. The actual situation, the information sent back by the exploration fleet several or even a dozen galaxies away...

Marshall's, Bayar's, Semiramis, Lana's, Luther's, even the bishops of Reza and the rough generals from Catachan...

Hundreds of souls are waiting for a reply and answer from her, while tens of thousands or more messages are rushing to the projections around her like a turbulent wave during the full moon. Some of them may be useless, and Another part that is almost the same may become the key to some problems: no one can distinguish them, except Morgan, because the Spider Queen does not allow anyone around her to know the complete picture of any core problem, even the soul closely related to her The fragments can only wait for the response and command from her.

More than a dozen human-height projection devices are running at full power. They are completely updated every few seconds. The previous contents are thrown into the recycle bin that no one can completely inventory, and they sit among them. The Lord of the Second Legion must browse them all every second, filter out the useless ones as quickly as possible, answer the necessary ones, and then throw all the really important questions into the last projection, her little The maid was staring at the content on the projection all the time, and the sound of the recording pen crossing the electronic board was like the barking of hungry rats, without stopping for a moment.

Countless information filled the Spider Queen's cyan-blue pupils, and was quickly solved in milliseconds: If a psyker stood here and listened carefully, he could find that in the Lord of the Second Legion, Behind the ruthless efficiency and multi-threading, there seems to be countless alien cries.

Morgan sat on the seat, leaning on her face lazily, which showed that she did not put all her energy into it. She browsed and screened the countless pieces of information coming from more than a dozen projectors, while using her fingers to She fiddled with the projection of the world in front of her at will, looking for places that interested her. In addition to these two tasks, which were enough to defeat most of the original bodies, the Lord of the Second Legion also had enough time and energy to stand with him. Semiramis in front of her kept chatting away.

[Yes...multi-threading. I discovered that I have this ability accidentally. It was probably a few years ago when the bastard Zhuangson sent me documents on the first day that I was overwhelmed. I discovered that I could actually think a lot at the same time. matter. 】

[Compared to ability, I think it is more like some kind of realization after despair...]

[Of course it’s not priceless, but it’s just a few souls. Any battle can keep me in this state of processing for a long time. Although those alien souls have no value in food or collection, they are simply used for consumption. The product is really suitable. 】

[No, no, although I have not met him yet, but according to the information and rumors I have collected, I am not as good as Guilliman of Ultramar in this regard, just like if I talk about psychic powers alone I am not as deep as Magnus in terms of research depth on subspace. It is difficult for me to compare with those brothers who specialize in a single item, but my strength is that I can integrate and combine different projects. 】

[The exploration team is conducting investigations on the planet adjacent to Avalon. There are sufficient mineral resources there, which can just make up for the unreasonably scarce mineral deposits on Avalon. However, transportation back and forth does not seem to be cost-effective. If it can Bypassing those Reza people, I really want to place the production lines Johnson gave me in that world. 】

[After all, according to the arrangement of the Avalon galaxy, it is Mars, isn't it? 】

[Knight family? Well, a good idea, but I don’t have it yet, but I vaguely remember that there was a report from the Rogue Traders just now about an extremely dilapidated world of knights. The livable environment of their home planet has become so bad that it is not suitable for survival. A force that can win over. 】

[As for those Riza people, throw those mineral worlds out and let them fight for themselves for a while. I can't break away from their support in a short time, but they must not be my only option, just like the Emperor will not Depends on Mars as well. 】

[Yes, I won't stay on Avalon for too long. The only thing worthy of my attention here is the recruitment. Other things are not the highest priority for the time being. Just deal with it according to your previous practice. 】

[Yes, the top priority is always to deal with the traces of chaos: I allow you to kill in this area, and you would rather kill a thousand by mistake than miss one. 】

[As for Leng Yuan... There is indeed something wrong with that continent, but there is no need to worry for a while. Continue to arrange your manpower to keep an eye on it. Those characters from the Miska continent who want to form a team to explore can just let them go. I After taking care of other things at hand and being well prepared, I went back to explore the place: I had generally guessed what would be in that place. 】

[Yes...let me think about it...]

[According to priority, I will first recruit troops in Avalon, fill up my legion as quickly as possible, and then expand to the remaining worlds in this sector. The highest priority targets are those worlds with human colonies. 】

[After I completely conquer this star sector, I will temporarily pause and make a large-scale adjustment and political layout: superficial work always has to be done. I will establish a complete parliamentary system, and the world will There is a world council, and a sector will have its own council, and there will be councils on top of councils, plus those heirs I have chosen: let them chase eternity in a war of words. 】

[Anyway, when Terra asked, the highest government body here is an elected parliament composed of most mortals and a small number of Astartes. Each member will be a local snake in those important worlds. They voluntarily left themselves. Kingdom, for the benefit of the empire and their family, give full play to their wisdom and strengths in the parliament. 】

[As for whether their wisdom can defeat the wisdom from other worlds and thus really benefit his family: What does that have to do with me? 】

[After this, I will temporarily give the power outside the Conquest Sector to other people, such as Luther and Marshall. I have transferred Dantioch to Luther's staff. They get along pretty well. By then Then give those Catachans and the newly formed auxiliary army to Luther, give him the power to do things conveniently, and see what answer he can give me. 】

[But before that, I have to perform a psychic surgery to see if I can make old Luther alive again. Maybe I can nourish his soul and make him rejuvenated in the spiritual realm. 】

[After completing these preliminary actions, I have probably spent about a year here? Then, I will take some of my descendants south to meet my brother Guilliman, an ambitious man among others. Although his five hundred worlds are still some distance away from us, who knows what day it will be? We will get in touch. 】

[After visiting the five hundred worlds, I will return to Avalon and continue the conquest and construction operations here. Maybe this time it will last more than ten years, recovering hundreds of prosperous or desolate planets in one go. , to complete the emperor’s mission for me: On the surface, I don’t intend to make my country too big, just keep it about half the size of the Five Hundred Worlds. 】

【Then? Then there was a small disagreement. 】

[If Zhuang Sen can find Ran Dan's home planet, then I will definitely lead my legion to respond to his call, complete the last massacre of Ran Dan, and go to Caliban to do some personal things. 】

[And if Johnson doesn't find Randan's home planet as soon as possible, then I think I might be involved in another matter: The Emperor has recently been putting a lot of effort into exploring the northeastern edge of the galaxy. There is a lot of evidence that... The Primarch of the Eighth Legion is there. 】

[I have a hunch that if the Emperor really finds him, he will definitely take me there. 】

[I don’t know what kind of person this blood relative will be, but according to my past experience, there is a certain possibility that he... will be more unique? 】

[I don’t know which unlucky guy will be assigned to guide the new blood relatives. 】

[Anyway, no matter what, this will be what I speculate will happen in the next twenty years, and what I have to do is to complete them in an orderly manner. 】

[So, let’s start from the first step. 】

[Semiramis, after my exploration fleet completes exploring this galaxy, I will hand over one of the worlds to your management, and your task is to build a school on it. 】

[Yes, school, we can't let those silver medal players who failed to be elected to the Astartes do nothing or be slaves. They have a better future and can serve me. 】

[Governors, legal officers, technocrats, or lubricants in parliament, as long as they require a certain amount of education and meticulous brainwashing, they will always be competent. 】

[Student? Believe me, my Semiramis, there will be no shortage of people in every world who will do whatever it takes to climb up. What’s more, besides them, don’t we have a better choice? 】

[Hmm... let me think about any other important questions, oh, by the way, the name. 】

[Just call it...um...]

[How is Chuji Academy? 】