Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

In the imperial records of later generations, this alien extermination battle launched by the Ultramarines and the Dawnbreakers and took place in the Eurydice system had many serious and imperial conventional names.

For example, the massacre of Eurydice, the annihilation of Osiris, the death of the psychic species, etc.

However, in the mouths of those mortal auxiliaries who actually participated in this war and witnessed its true appearance, this war has a unique and vulgar name.

Eurydice fucked.

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When the fleet of the Dawnbreaker Legion finally rushed into the Eurydice galaxy where the fierce battle was going on, under the guidance of its Gene Queen, what appeared before them was like a turbulent river in flood season, so chaotic that no one could A situation that cannot be sorted out quickly.

The army from Ultramar has crashed into the center of the battlefield. Macragge's governor has no intention of staying in this battle step by step. Guilliman commands the 120,000 troops under his command, just like Li Like a sword, it pierced the battlefield where the Green Skin Empire and the Osiris Psychic Species were fighting each other. With lightning speed, it trapped the Psychic Species King in a fortress world and firmly grasped the war. initiative.

Seeing this, Morgan was even a little hesitant: Did her blood relatives accurately grasp the core elements of this battle, or was she simply caught up in impulse again: Or was it both?

In any case, when Morgan's flagship [Dawn Goddess] entered the battlefield amid countless escorts, the battle situation displayed in front of the Spider Queen could still be called [anxious].

Although Guilliman's army overwhelmed the green-skinned army with overwhelming force and trapped the psionic king of Osiris, this terrifying alien hid in the green-skinned empire in time before being captured. Deep in the core world of It is covered with staggering railguns and dense mine protection belts. The kilometers-wide engine fairing is firmly fixed in the rock bed. Every inch of its land is crowded with pathetic consumables controlled by the Osiris aliens. .

The Void Kingdom itself is a fortress that is difficult to conquer, not to mention that its orbit is crowded with countless alien warships at this moment, from the elegant and weird hourglass-shaped warships of the Osiris psionic species to the green Thousands of the skin-orcs' patchwork space junk ships are piled up around the fortress world, blocking the Ultramarines' next move.

Although Guilliman's descendants trapped the king of the psychic species in this dirty land, they were still unable to completely gain control of the air or launch a large-scale gang-hopping operation. In order to rescue their leader, they were also... More and more Osiris warships continue to appear from the other side of the galaxy, driving an army of enslavers far larger than their own, maintaining pressure on the outer front of the Ultramarines.

In a sense, Guilliman's tactics were indeed successful. He trapped the psionic king of Osiris and forced this group of aliens who came and went without a trace to confront him head-on. But there was something embarrassing about it. : When the Osiris aliens really exerted all their power and desperately wanted to fight the Ultramarines to the death, the power brought by Guilliman seemed to be somewhat unable to withstand such a large-scale enemy.

In this way, the core of the Eurydais system fell into a chaotic stalemate: the 120,000 Ultramarines army led by the Primarch trapped the essence of the Osiris aliens, while the Osiris aliens continued to receive reinforcements. They then semi-encircled Guilliman's army from the outside, forming an unsolvable loop that could not be solved in a short time and could only continue to consume the strength of both sides.

And if the army of the Ultramarines is only engaged in a stalemate with the Osiris psychic species and their cannon fodder, then with the powerful battlefield coordination power of the Lord of Ultramar and the 120,000 Asta The absolute power of the special warriors, the Avengers from the Five Hundred Worlds, will sooner or later be able to eliminate the cannon fodder army of the Osiris aliens bit by bit, tearing apart the alien defenses at a huge cost, but this victory will be extremely long and painful.

But the problem is that there is another biggest spoiler on the battlefield: the Eurydice galaxy was once the core of a green-skinned empire. The number of orcs here was already so large that it could even hold back the pace of the entire Osiris aliens. When the army of Ultramarines came, although the green skins were caught off guard at first and were crushed by Guilliman, they soon returned to the battlefield happily, fighting against every powerful opponent they could see. A war began without distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy.

What's more, in the eyes of the vast majority of greenskins, compared to the cannon fodder under the psionic species of Osiris who are blind-eyed and disorganized, and can only rely on the absolute scale of hundreds of millions to carry out confrontation operations. , the Ultramarines brought by Guilliman are undoubtedly more powerful, more domineering, more courageous, and top opponents that beasts will flock to.

Even those greenskins theoretically controlled by the Osiris aliens seemed to be no different from their free cousins, happily attacking the array of slave armies of ultramarines and psionic species at the same time. These guys who shouted and fought fiercely became the entire The biggest uncertainty on the battlefield: especially when they return from the edge of the galaxy and begin to threaten the retreat of both sides of the war.

In this way, when the Dawnbreaker fleet arrived on the battlefield, although all the forces in the galaxy were fighting around the fortress world at the moment, and there was no opponent to stop them near Mandeville Point, when the officers under Morgan When they witnessed the chaos on the main battlefield, everyone still fell into a brief silence.

But the silence of the Dawnbreakers did not last long, because soon, they saw clearly the chaos in the galaxy. The Primarch, who was originally planning to be the master of the galaxy, did not dare to be too big and came to the command ship in person. On the bridge, specific combat strategies were determined.

The mortal auxiliaries who traveled thousands of miles from the stars of Avalon were put into the flanks of the battlefield in batches, responsible for sniping and annihilating the troublemaking green-skinned orcs. The real main force of the Dawnbreaker Legion was Gathered together, from the weak spot in the alien reinforcements, they rushed all the way to the fortress world where Osiris, the king of psychic species, was located.

Yes, even though she didn't want to admit it, even the Spider Queen had to sigh: Facing such a chaotic situation, the best way seemed to be to conduct a gang-hopping operation and behead the alien king.

Thinking of this, the leader of the Second Legion even had a ridiculous realization.

Perhaps somehow, this galaxy is particularly fond of the simple tactic of gang jumping.

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Ahriman took a deep breath.

The Son of Magnus is armed: his staff, his psychic powers, his saber of Chanabar and...

His power gloves.

He chanted the spell in his mouth almost numbly, allowing the raging storm to gather at his fingertips, rise, and then once again sweep across every corner of his vision, tearing all the opponents in front of him into pieces.

He has lost count of how many times this has happened: Ever since he and Hector's company joined forces and landed on this hourglass-shaped alien battleship, they have only been greeted by a steady stream of enslaved people from humans. , greenskins, and any race that Ahriman knew or didn't recognize. He even saw an Eldar figure among them.

There may be millions of such cannon fodder slaves on this battleship, or even more. They are all blind-eyed, completely ignoring the tragic death of their comrades around them, and continue to attack the landing positions from all directions. Whenever Ahriman Kill thousands of these consumables with the Dawnbreakers, and more will burst out from the shadows deep within the battleship.

Compared with this endless consumable battle group, the [air] on the alien battleship, which is considered highly poisonous to the Astartes, seems to have become irrelevant, although as long as these gases are found, The cracks in the Dawnbreaker's armor will take advantage of them, corroding the muscles and blood vessels at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But all this was not enough to make Ahriman so agitated. What really panicked the Sons of Magnus was that when they abandoned their position at the landing point and launched a life-or-death attack deep into the battleship, they A very unpleasant scene was discovered in the corridors that looked like gastrointestinal organs.

They were the mangled corpses of a group of Ultramarines. The number of people scattered along the way seemed to be about the same as their landing force. The further they walked in, the fallen Sons of Guilliman were obviously more noble and important, until they saw When the corpses of several think tanks and their brains had been dug out long ago.

At this time, they have reached the deepest part of the battleship. The flesh walls here are covered with strange life-support devices and hell containers used to store fresh heads. They are densely packed like a building made of flesh and tendons. Like a honeycomb, Hector found the heads of those think tanks on several of the containers. With overwhelming grief and anger, he ordered to use flamethrowers to completely burn everything here.

It was this move that attracted their final target. The Osiris psionic species that ruled the alien battleship appeared from the shadows. One of its hands still held half of its brain that had been chewed off. , the head of the Ultramarines think tank, this alien elite hid among its slave army, and launched a surprise attack from a ruthless angle. The originally tight array of the Dawnbreakers was torn apart, and endless cannon fodder poured in. came in, causing the entire hall to fall into a bloody hand-to-hand combat.

And just when all the Dawnbreakers had to fall into a hard fight, this alien, which was perhaps three or four meters tall, with a thin body and a body floating in the air like gas, was dragging its fusion of biology and machinery. The twisted armor floated all the way through the center of the hall where the melee was endless, and came to Ahriman who was kneeling on the ground with interest, admiring the painful expression of the son of Magnus.

Ahriman withstood the main attack of the Osiris Alien. The psychic energy all over his body was even temporarily sealed, as if it was being extracted alive. The huge pain could not even allow him to stand firm, while the Osiris Alien was proud of himself. They floated in front of Ahriman, using their unique psychic communication to mock unscrupulously in the minds of the Thousand Sons.

"You're interrupting my meal."

The alien voice echoed in the head of the son of Magnus, making Ahriman feel a little stunned: According to the intelligence, the Osiris psychic species cannot speak, and the telepathy they use to communicate has never Its meaning understood by any human psyker.

The alien saw Ahriman's confusion, which made her even more proud. She continued to eat the think tank's brain with relish, and casually glanced at the Dawnbreakers who were struggling.

"I am different from my kind: of all races, your human psyker brains are my favorite food, even though I have tasted thousands of them, and they remain so, and over time I have learned your words. .”

"I'm even confused as to why my kind can't experience your delicious food, especially your newly born cubs with psychic talents. Before they are completely dead, their brains are the best in the galaxy. A supreme delicacy.”

The alien's tone was an unspoken vicious provocation, but despite this, when it saw Ahriman still curled up on the ground, shaking because of the pain all over his body, it couldn't help but relax its vigilance and look into the distance. The Dawnbreakers are fighting to the death.

"You shouldn't have come here. I originally planned to escape from this war. Although our king has a terrifying majesty, I would rather run away than the...monster who led you here. .”

The alien glanced into the distance, which was the other direction of the war hammer. On its tentacles that looked like the mouthparts of an octopus, more than a dozen pairs of compound eyes were flashing with horror and fear.

"The king is no match for that monster. Maybe today will be the end of our civilization."

"But it must not be mine..."

It murmured to itself, and then sucked out the brain in its hand, and its winding claws also extended towards Ahriman who was kneeling on the ground.

"Although I can't eat fresh ones, this one of yours..."

"Click!"

What interrupted the alien's words was the power glove Ahriman had been wearing on his left hand.

Then, the son of Magnus threw away his staff without hesitation, and quickly took out the sword from his waist. The originally trembling body had now regained absolute power and strength, and the armor The layers of muscles under protection easily pulled the alien's tall body in front of Ahriman.

"This pain is nothing."

Qianzi sneered disdainfully.

The sharp blade was swung out, and the sharp scream of the Osiris alien came at any time. Its strong armor was torn apart in front of the sword and power fists of the Son of Magnus. In just a moment, the Thousand Sons' feet were covered with dust. He drank a lot of alien blood.

The Osiris alien gritted his teeth and forcibly broke free from the grasped arm. He screamed in pain and called out to the guards around him, followed by a large number of puppets with dull eyes and people walking out of the shadows. , even Ogryn barbarians who are stronger than the Astartes warriors.

And just when the alien summoned its most terrifying puppet, the dozens of cannon fodder in front of them had fallen to Ahriman's sword like ripe ears of rice. The son of Magnus was swinging the sword at the speed of Even so fast that no one could see clearly, he fought his way through hundreds of alien cannon fodder, and the green-skinned corpses whose heads he casually crushed were scattered around his feet, staining his iron boots green. .

To this day, Ahriman has not regained even an iota of his psychic powers: but this seems harmless enough.

The fall of nearly a hundred strong puppets happened in just a moment. Amidst the desperate screams of the Osiris alien, Ogryn, who had been distorted and corrupted to the point of being deformed, roared and launched a charge, but Ahriman did not even respond. Seeing this opponent, he glanced at the fleeing Osiris alien, calculating the maximum time to defeat the enemy in front of him.

The beast launched a wild attack like a wild beast, but the son of Magnus easily dodged it. Ahriman's footsteps were even comparable to some white scars. He cut Ogryn's chest with just one sword. , and then grabbed the thick arm that was being waved. After a roar that was so brutal that he could not believe it, Ahriman detached the arm alive, and then waved it, matching it with his own power glove. , in a few breaths, the tall monster in front of him was beaten into a vaguely visible mess.

Until then, the alien had not escaped his sight: it could not escape.

Like a ghost, the son of Magnus caught up with the escaping alien. He grabbed its broken arm, which was hanging limply. He grabbed it easily with his power fists, and then knocked Beahriman down with one punch. He was also broken by the backbone of the tall Osiris alien. Before completely blowing its head off with a second punch, he even paused to increase the extreme pain that the alien could feel by one second.

"You can't do everything by relying on psychic energy alone."

Ahriman murmured.

"With this awareness: Go die."

The boiling blood of the psionic species was thrown by Ahriman's continuous punches: he blew the bastard's head, shattered the spine, crushed any organs like the heart, and ensured that this thing would never happen again. Resurrection.

And it wasn't until he finished all this that he discovered that his spiritual energy seemed to have returned to him long ago: but well, it didn't seem to feel any different.

Swords and fists are actually quite useful sometimes.

When Ahriman glanced at the mangled corpse of the psychic species for the last time, this strange idea appeared in his mind, but the strange thing is that a few years ago, he would still laugh at this statement wantonly.

but now……

This sentence actually makes sense, right?