Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

"My lord, it's me, Lana. I'm reporting to you on the bridge of the Queen of Glory."

[Rana? What happened? 】

"Yes, sir, something very serious has happened: our expatriate personnel in the First Corps have just sent back an emergency notice, which contains two... ah, an important piece of news."

【explain. 】

On the other side of the communicator, the first sound of the guard chief's deep breathing came.

"To put it simply: the Dark Angels and Space Wolves were defeated."

——————

"Jonson? Defeated?"

"With all due respect, I can't connect these two words together: let alone whether anyone in this galaxy can defeat Jonson on the battlefield, let's talk about another point: if our knight brother really If he suffered a humiliating defeat, I don't think he would come back from the battlefield alive."

【Not always. 】

Fragmented arguments were thrown back and forth between the two primarchs, weaving into intermittent debate contests. Morgan and Alpharius did not stay in the deepest steel hall for too long, because even if they were like this The existence is also afraid of the remaining influence of that great body: they just lingered at the door for two or three minutes, and their eyes when they looked at each other were already full of hatred that was difficult to erase.

But hatred is not the most terrifying thing: for a moment, the two Primarchs were thinking from the bottom of their hearts, how to completely enslave the other's existence under their own hands, and make the other party a puppet at their disposal and toy with: This desire is so strong that they almost let real plans take shape in their minds and reality.

And even these terrible plans were just a flash of inspiration in their minds: as more and more fragments of those great bodies gathered around them, a new voice began to emerge in the deepest part of their minds, and soon... It soon resounded through the sky.

It was a crazy plan, an irresistible temptation, and the most beautiful future that could be sketched by human imagination.

That voice was encouraging them, inviting them, longing for them to become its companions, its comrades-in-arms, and to immediately devote themselves to such a great plan: the pain of strife and the possibility of corruption would no longer exist, and the four gods' The whispers will no longer echo in the ears of every mortal. They will surround the most sacred throne, bathed in the brightest golden light, and under the leadership of the greatest, embark on an endless expedition that can never fail. .

There will be no pain, no sacrifice, and no disputes stemming from selfishness. Everyone will be truly united, everyone will let go of everything personal, and everyone will listen to the only correct will.

Until there is only one monarch, one order, one destination, and one voice left in the entire galaxy, knowing that they are one and will never be separated, until they will forever stand proudly at the top of the real universe, scorning the terrifying creatures. The authority of the gods mocked the weakness of fate until they could restore the great splendor of the ancient empire: this time, the empire would never fall, decline, or perish.

That voice told all this, promised all this, and used the imagination in its mind to outline the most brilliant picture of the future: For a moment, both Morgan and Alpharius believed this from the bottom of their hearts. With their arrogant words, they are extremely devoutly longing for the moment when their fantasies come true. When this voice sneaks into their minds, they seem to be unable to resist it anymore.

If they were mortals, or even Astartes, then they would indeed no longer be able to resist it: this voice, this will, this invasion, so domineering and crazy, so fast and successful, almost impossible No man could withstand the power of its mastermind: unless he was matched by another Primarch.

It is unknown who got out of this predicament first between Morgan and Alpharius, but after getting rid of the invasion in their minds one after another, the two sons of the Emperor just looked at each other. After taking one look, he turned around and left without hesitation, or in other words, he was running away.

Following the route they came from, the two of them escaped from the strange steel hall behind them as quickly as possible. The great body exuding unknown power they escaped did not even care about the fragments of souls that were smashed by them. It turned into countless and inexhaustible residues, attached to their souls: this seemed to have become some kind of stubborn disease that could not be eliminated, but now it is irrelevant.

The original bodies ran through more than a dozen identical halls in a row. They didn't stop until they ran out of the core control area, looking at each other's pupils with lingering fears.

Morgan wanted to continue returning to the surface and use the Extermination Order to clean up the world, but Alpharius had some additional ideas.

"We should stay for a while and study the things here: look at these monsters around us. I bet we will have to deal with these guys in the future. It is important to have an understanding of them in advance."

But Morgan doesn't think so.

[Believe me, you are not a biological scientist, and you will not be able to understand that guy's crazy creation for a while: Compared to this, we might as well get back to the battleship quickly, and then go to support Jonson and Leman Russ. Before leaving, I have to use the Extermination Order to completely raze this damn world to the ground. 】

"Just fifteen minutes: I've always been pretty efficient at gathering intelligence."

Hydra answered, or just informed, and then he walked aside and turned all his attention to the huge petri dishes.

[Then you'd better hurry up. If you time out, I will use the extermination order to let you fly to the sky with this world. 】

"Don't even think about it."

The Hydra Lord, who had his back turned to Morgan, just taunted.

"From now on until ten thousand years later, it is impossible for any world of important value to fall under the order of extermination: This thing sounds bluffing, it is the same as the navy's large fleet, in a certain In every sense, they are just a bunch of pitiful supporting characters.”

【……】

Morgan's voice paused, and a voice in her mind told her that what Alpharius said was correct, and she could not refute: This made the Spider Queen couldn't help but mutter a few curse words, but even so, Morgan did not leave her Blood brothers, instead, they stared closely at the deep passage they escaped along the way, and had a headache from the weird debris clinging to her.

For a short time, it seemed that these things could not be erased: just when Morgan was distressed by this, the voice of the head guard echoed in her ears, bringing the terrible news.

The frontline returned the result that no one wanted to see: the Dark Angels and Space Wolves were defeated. They failed to complete their mission as planned, and the war began to fall into a worse ending.

But Hydra didn't have any more worries about this. He returned to Morgan on time 15 minutes later, holding in his arms a lot of files and experimental files that he didn't know where to find. The pungent smell that makes people frown, the smell of corpses, scalpels, and laboratories.

Then, Alpharius heard the news of his defeat.

"You mean, they lost?"

[A tragic victory like defeat: The armies of Jonson and Leman Russ captured the most important fortress world from that man, and achieved a tactical victory amidst the continuous invasion of flesh and blood creations and spiritual attacks. They quickly They were convinced that they were not far away from that person's final base, perhaps only one galaxy away. 】

[But just when they won the victory and began to retreat, according to them: the whole world came to life. The unknown poisonous gas and the offensive in the subspace caused many people to start killing each other. The soldiers they killed More people than were killed in the war, and more people were eaten by the world itself, either falling into flesh-like cracks that suddenly appeared and closed, or directly on the planet. The gas it emitted turned into a ball of blood and mud. 】

[After counting, they lost about 15,000 people, of which less than 5,000 died in the war: and these warriors, whether they are Dark Angels or Space Wolves, are almost all Terran veterans of their respective legions. 】

"..."

"I'm curious how many Terran people are left in their legion after being consumed like this over and over again: I hope I can see a few familiar faces next time."

[As for Zhuang Sen, there may not be much left, but Leman Russ...]

"Then don't think about it."

Alpharius answered the question and then left on his own: there was nothing worthy of their attachment to this place, or in other words, the danger of staying here was far greater than its potential value.

[Aren’t you worried about the battle situation on the front line? Even for the Legion, the loss of 15,000 men was unbearable. After all, not everyone was an Ultramarine or an Iron Warrior. 】

"Of course I'm worried, but I also know that my worries are useless: now that this has happened, all we can do is pray that Jonson and Leman Russ won't move forward temporarily, and They will suspend this damn war and wait for us to join them and wait for the new reinforcements we bring."

[Are you talking about my Dawnbreaker: Then I have to disappoint you, Alpharius. You should know that my legion does not have enough troops. We can serve as auxiliaries, but we cannot be the final word. supporter. 】

"Of course I know this. I know your difficulties better than others, Morgan, so I have never asked for you to become one of the main consumables in this war: we will have a larger reinforcements. In fact, , they can come over at any time.”

【……at any time? 】

"certainly."

When he was almost reaching the exit of these huge halls, the Hydra Lord showed a sarcastic smile to his blood relatives.

"You don't think that I really came to participate in this war alone, do you?"

"Indeed, the only one who will come to your aid is Alpharius: but even the Emperor has not stipulated that there can only be one Alpharius in this empire."

——————

[We have soldiers, that’s great, but we still need to face a problem, Alpharius: I think you know what it is. 】

"Of course I know: are you worried that we don't have enough means to kill that man?"

[The Primarch cannot be killed so easily, not to mention that our brother is already dead from a narrow perspective: I am afraid that even the Emperor does not know what he is now. 】

"do you know?"

[I can only guess: I have witnessed with my own eyes how he abandoned his body and the last bit of humanity, so I can’t imagine what state he is in now. Maybe he is just a stubborn man now. It's just a mixed fusion of thoughts, a bunch of knowledge and a handful of the Primarch's essence, but this makes him even more difficult to kill, because it is impossible to kill a dead person with real methods. 】

"You don't need to worry about this. As long as you abandon your beliefs and bottom lines, there will never be a lack of means in the galaxy to realize your wildest dreams, and I am precisely a person without bottom lines: if the situation requires it, I will I will end this in my own way."

"rest assured."

"There won't be just one way: when the time comes, you just have to be careful."

——————

When Morgan and Alphas returned together, they talked about a lot of things. With their respective acquiescence, almost all the truth was confessed to each other in some euphemistic way, and it came from the mouth of the Hydra Lord. Some things even made Morgan feel truly surprised and delighted: but such emotions only lasted until the moment they left the bunker.

More specifically, when Morgan saw her heir, her attention shifted almost instantly, leaving her brother behind. This made Hydra even feel a little surprised: it seemed , the emphasis on the image of the Spider Queen as a loving mother in the intelligence is not alarmist.

Even for a Primarch, this image of Morgan is indeed too rare: few Primarchs show such obvious favoritism and love for their descendants, not even Vulkan. It will be like this.

This discovery caused a stir in the eyes of the Hydra Lord. Then, he stepped forward steadily and stood beside Conrad, listening to the reports of the Dawnbreaker warriors.

Most of the team's reports were severely homogeneous, with nothing more than a cold experimental site, a disturbing atmosphere, and mountains of abandoned corpses, occupying most of the space in the mountain range at their feet, and more than half of the experiments There are obvious traces of cutoff and fusion experiments on the bodies, and the photos taken reveal a trend that the Primarchs are worried about: as the experiments progress, these experimental bodies are becoming more and more like Morgan and Alphari. Those meatballs that Si saw in the bunker.

The reports of other teams were even more worrying. A soldier named Carter Bede and his team seemed particularly excited because they went deep into one of the most desecrated laboratories, where everything they looked around was The remains of various humans and even Astartes warriors are found in every legion, and all the warrior remains are equipped with some disturbing alien limbs: the methods are becoming more and more sophisticated, the types are becoming more and more diverse, and In the last few rooms, those gray-white meat balls also appeared.

Speaking of this, Carter Bede also took out the photos he took: there were several warriors wearing snow-white armor. This kind of painting was a kind of painting before the Second Legion reunited with the original gene. , Morgan's heir swore that he checked every one of them and could be sure that they were former members of the Second Legion.

How the fallen Primarch came into possession of these bodies is unknown, but it is clear that no one wanted the corpses to remain here desecrated.

"We hope to take them away, my lord, at least take away our own battle brothers. They should not be kept in such a place. They should be laid to rest in a more sacred place, just like they are engraved on The names in the Hall of Glory are the same.”

As the representative of the warriors, Bayar came to his mother's side and expressed his request in a low voice: Although each of them was eager to take the remains of the battle brothers away from this area, they would not be able to get the remains from the Before Morgan's order, the Dawnbreakers would never act on their own in this matter.

They know the seriousness of this operation, so they can only hope.

Conrad and Alpharius on the side fell into silence. They knew that they had no right to dictate this matter: so for a moment, silence lingered around the team of more than 300 people, and everyone They were all waiting for the next words from Morgan's mouth.

But Morgan was just silent.

She seemed to have never hesitated for so long: the warriors in snow-white armor in the photo were not of any bloodline she knew now, and the affection between mother and child could not be better expressed with a dead object. , but even so, when Morgan stared at the photo, she still couldn't give the order: the right order.

The silence lasted for a long time, maybe only a few seconds, maybe a few minutes. Until everyone saw the inner struggle of the Spider Queen, until the Midnight Ghost quietly came to Morgan's back, took off his sharp claws, clenched them into a fist, and gently squeezed Morgan's back. .

You know what is right.

Konrad did not speak, but her voice spoke directly to the depths of the other Primarch's mind.

【……】

Morgan looked up.

Her cyan-blue pupils were rarely covered by the somewhat scattered long hair, so the Dawnbreakers couldn't see clearly what kind of color flashed in her eyes, but they could hear Morgan's voice: That's A sigh that was almost non-existent.

[Sorry, Bayar, but as you all know: everything on this planet is unknown to us and has the potential to explode in the future. Everything we take from here is These things will make the empire and even the human race bear more uncontrolled risks. 】

[So, I must reject your request: after returning to the battleship, I will order the complete burning of everything in this world with the Extermination Order. All blasphemy and grief will be reduced to nothing in the face of the flames. 】

[This will be my first extermination order, and I will issue it without hesitation. 】

[I cannot let you take them away, but I swear that I will give them a real end, a real death. 】

Morgan's words were sad, but also so cold that they could not be refuted. In front of her words, the Dawnbreakers lowered their heads, with neither resentment nor unwillingness: everyone knew that this was indeed the right choice, and they all I have witnessed that there are things in those laboratories, and these things must not be circulated.

But even so, they still need to grieve for those brothers who can never go back, grieve for the briefest and necessary moment, and their genetic mother will pay silent tribute with them, and their shadows will be in the gray sky They intertwined together and turned into an inseparable collection on the ground, covering those blood relatives who could not return to the legion.

Only the other two Primarchs could witness all this with their own eyes, and they also had different moods: Alpharius felt that the scene in front of him was a bit too strange, and he slowly approached Conrad beside him and leaned into his ear. Edge whispered.

"So, is this a shortcoming of our blood relatives? As a Primarch, is a shortcoming like this a bit too obvious, and it may be exploited by those who are interested?"

Conrad grinned.

"Well, my brother, I don't deny that this is a shortcoming of Morgan, but I still want to kindly remind you: if you want to find a breakthrough in her, don't choose this one."

"……Why?"

Hydra felt a little confused, but Midnight Ghost just stared at him, showing a silent ridicule.

"If you really want to know an answer, then I can only tell you: She is indeed as soft-hearted as the rumors say. But she is not as weak as you think, as soft as usual. Shelter, just to be cold and ruthless when necessary.”

"Just like now, look at her: no matter how hesitant and hesitant she is on the surface, deep down in her heart, she has already thought of the answer, the only correct answer that cannot be changed, but she is just struggling with how to say it. That’s all.”

"This is her true appearance. You can use similar tricks to trap her and make her unable to make a choice. But if you want to confuse the truth she knows in her heart, it is impossible. matter."

"She's just a little weak, she's not a fool."

"How do you know she's not a fool?"

"Because I am a fool, and there is a fool standing in front of me, so I know very well that she is definitely not a fool: fools are not like this."

"..."

Alpharius was silent. Although Conrad's ridicule was written on his face, he didn't know how to reply for a while, so he could only use silence to continue the conversation between the two people until Midnight Ghost took the picture Patting him on the shoulder, he started the next topic.

"You came out earlier than I thought. Is there something bad inside?"

"Don't take it too seriously, Conrad."

"Oh, I know, this is not something I should care about: compared to these. Bayar just received a message from the ship, and something bad seems to have happened on the front line."

"Yes, the Dark Angels and Space Wolves fleets have suffered serious setbacks."

"Ah, no surprise: anything else?"

"besides……"

Alpharius lowered his voice.

"It is said that Jonson and Luther had a big fight on the Indomitable Truth, but no one knows exactly what they copied: the entire First Legion is now as depressed as a pool of stagnant water, from veterans to recruits. , the Indomitable Truth is already a battleship sitting on the crater."

"..."

"..."

"ah……"

"This is a bit unexpected."

"So, I guess we need to hurry up and get there?"

"if not?"

"How do you think Jonson would solve these problems if it were left to him?"

"Isn't there Leman Russ? He is also an option."

"Yes, there is Ruth, even Ruth, but..."

"He's just Ruth."