Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

【Warriors! 】

[This is a God-given opportunity and the favor of the gods. 】

[Here, in this galaxy, we will wipe out a powerful opponent for our great race. 】

【This will be the most important day of our lives! 】

[Countless fronts will be victorious because of our actions, and countless compatriots will enjoy glory because of our courage. 】

[Our achievements will be sung from this tiny galaxy all the way to our greatest and most eternal mother star, making all human beings kneel down and tremble in the face of our power! 】

【Warriors! Warriors! Follow my steps and pass through this portal, which is the battlefield, the great paradise where we can capture everything! 】

[There is no doubt that we will win this victory and gain infinite glory. 】

[But I have no intention of deceiving you, my most loyal and powerful warriors, this will also be a difficult victory. Among us, there will be death, there will be sacrifices, and there will be the unfortunate ones who cannot witness the generals of the gods. The moment the glory of victory bathes in its body, everything is possible. The victim may be you, me, or any one of our warriors. 】

[But I know, we all know, that the possibility of death and loss will not hinder our steps, nor will it destroy our will. We have faced stronger, even invincible opponents, but we have never given up. ! 】

【We never give up! 】

【We are never afraid! 】

【so! We never fail! 】

[This is the nobility in the blood of our race! 】

[This is proof that our empire is favored by the gods! 】

[This is our fate: to destroy the corpse empire that is trying to resurrect! Destroy those fragile, arrogant humans! The galaxy belongs to us! Only for us! Belongs to us forever! 】

[Look at this powerful military formation! These war beasts that once served mankind have been driven by us! The most powerful and advanced weapons on the mother planet are also firmly in the hands of you and me. Soldiers, before today, you have been running rampant for decades without encountering an enemy. After today, your glory will also be Sung by all compatriots, until one thousand years after another! 】

【Now! Follow my pace, we will complete the greatest cause, we will kill the endless hunger and arrogance of the [Soul Drinker], we will use the most powerful weapons to snipe the souls of human commanders, we will let them Collapse, disintegration, and annihilation. This is their ending! 】

【Follow me! 】

【This glorious day has arrived! 】

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The Randan front in the east advanced the fastest.

A thousand Dark Angels did not hesitate at all. Relying on the Randan Fortress and Bunker they had just captured, they began to organize a defense. Although the weapons in the hands of these Astartes could not cause harm to those strange Titans, they could Can do other things: Ran Dan did not just dispatch these resurrected Titans. In the huge shadow of the seventeen twisted behemoths, hundreds of Ran Dan elites were moving forward at high speed, risking the Dark Angels. The dense firepower network was advancing risklessly.

Casualties appeared quickly. Whether it was the Dark Angel or Ran Dan's warriors, people kept falling to the ground and breathed their last breath silently. Blood flowed from their heads and chests, moistening the dry land. .

(I changed it here. A thousand Dark Angels still killed many people in battle, and only five or six hundred were left. Otherwise, the plot would be too buggy.)

And Morgan was just singing quietly.

[Banshee. 】

She called softly, and those carefully selected souls appeared from the realm of her mind, constantly surrounding her fingertips, and gathered into another [gun].

Different from the previous [Savage Gun] that Morgan used to destroy the fortress defenders, this [Banshee Gun] was specially designed: [Savage] is just a benchmark, the most common and featureless, and is something that can be picked up casually. Made from the soul.

The [Banshee] is an enhanced type. The silver-haired Spider Queen selects those special alien souls, most of which are powerful wizards. She brings these souls together to create the [Banshee Spear]. The purpose of the [gun] is also very obvious: it is specially designed to kill those psykers.

Morgan whispered a spell, and four [Banshee Spears] surrounded her. She stretched out her pale fingers and pointed at the invading enemy to the east.

[Shoot. 】

Four invisible sharp blades were unsheathed at the same time, setting off huge waves in the ocean of thoughts and souls. In the next moment, countless wails and relief came from these twisted giant beasts. She listened to those The enslaved psykers finally stopped their never-ending screams and fell into a heaven made of eternal tranquility.

Along with this relief, the two Predator-class Terras and the two Warhound-class Titans deployed by Ran Dan in the east also stopped invariably. These behemoths that were forcibly recalled to the battlefield lost their false The soul just stood there, becoming a statue without any threat.

The flesh and blood on their bodies began to fall off, disintegrate, and finally fell to the ground one after another like decaying cliffs. Even these long-corroded steel creations were finally unable to resist the pull of gravity, swaying, collapsing, and billowing smoke and flames. Emerging from their long-dead bodies marks the belated death of the God Machine.

But Morgan was not in the mood to appreciate all this, because just when she obliterated the enemy in the east, more opponents were already coming from the other three directions. She watched the dozen blasphemous Titans heading in her direction. Advancing unstoppably, crushing all the ruins and wreckage, she saw the swift figures of the war dog class, wolf class and predator class rushing at the forefront. Their continuous footsteps made all the land radiate. Overwhelmed groan.

Three directions, ten platforms.

In addition, there is a twisted warlord-level Titan in each direction, and one of them is even an Alpha-level variant specially modified by Mars. Obviously, they are the martyrs of the "Death of One Hundred Machines".

Fortunately, they are dead and have lost most of their power as God's machines. Now they are just huge human shields that are forcibly pulled up and driven, rather than beings capable of shaking up the battlefield.

otherwise……

Morgan's expression was a little ferocious.

In her field of vision, a total of twenty-six strands of the darkest fire were gathering. Although it did not symbolize the destructive light of giant bombs, volcano cannons or laser blasters, it still exuded a unique terror: that was Ran Dan's radioactive electromagnetic bombardment light wave, the Empire still does not have the blasphemous technology to completely decipher and analyze it.

The silver-haired girl didn't have time to think too much. Countless psychic rays gathered on her fingertips and flowed into her scepter. She thrust the snake-headed scepter into the ground. The layer was thick enough to be felt with the naked eye. The shield that arrived covered most of the area around her.

Almost the next moment, the overwhelming pure black energy beams rushed towards her, swallowing up everything in front of them, whether it was fortresses, hills, or the dark angels who had no time to be protected, their armors turned into nothing in an instant. In the haze, his pupils didn't even have time to panic, and his throat didn't even have time to scream. The flesh and armor integrated into scattered sand and disappeared into the unstoppable energy.

The destructive power rushed towards Morgan's snare, just like raging waves, constantly hitting the towering cliff.

Earth-shattering.

All in one go.

One after another.

The river is declining.

Hoarse.

Finally, remain as still as a mountain.

Until the pure black energy dissipated, Morgan's snare was only mostly worn away.

She roared, roaring endlessly in the ocean of souls. All her will and spirit were forcibly squeezed to grab the suitable souls, and then gathered them into the most powerful and suitable weapon.

[Banshee Spear], ten in total.

When they appeared around Morgan one after another, even the Dark Angel, who was completely uneducated by psychic powers, could feel a trace of decay surrounding her body.

【Shoot! 】

Her voice was sharp.

As a result, ten more wisps of smoke ignited.

Until this moment, there were still three resurrected Titans and three resurrected warlords. Their tens of meters tall bodies stood on the ground like immortal demons. Under and around these creations, more and more people appeared. More and more Randan warriors rushed to the Dark Angel's position, and fierce hand-to-hand combat broke out in the ruins.

The offensive against Morgan was much more than that: hundreds of Ran Dan fighter planes shook their twisted wings, swarmed out of the four portals, and rushed towards this disaster that Ran Dan's legion was extremely afraid of. star.

She must die.

Morgan bit the tip of her tongue and regained her somewhat loose will. Her eyes wandered around the abdominal cavities of those warlord-level titans: If she remembered correctly, the plasma reactors that drove them were there, and the so-called Heavy armor isn't a big problem for her.

The blue pupils have been filled with outright murderous intent.

She stretched out her hand and squeezed it hard, and a roaring storm roared out in mid-air, tearing the dozen Randan fighters rushing in front into pieces.

Then, she hummed, and more and more abilities began to gather at her fingertips, even the air reaching the sky was distorted.

——————

The battle lasted thirty minutes.

A nightmarish thirty minutes.

Ran Dan's army is endless. Hundreds of Ran Dan fighters and multiple Ran Dan warriors pour out of the huge portal. They have no scruples, no fear, and even no way to dodge. With a fanatical attitude, they rushed towards the net intertwined with psychic energy and explosive bombs.

The burning alien engine was torn into pieces in the storm, the hot steel distorted every inch of the sky within sight, and the black man-eating locust swarms dyed the desert into the darkest colors, constantly pouring out in the fire and explosions. Blasphemous blood.

Almost every second, a Dark Angel will die, and every second, they will kill more, or even several times more, enemy troops. Unimaginable firepower pours out from the weapons in their hands, clearing Following Ran Dan's military columns, destroying Ran Dan's armor, and what's worse, those unidentifiable special-made bullets were shot into the air, tearing Ran Dan's unlucky fighter to shreds alive.

They resisted, killed, died, and were numb until the last loud noise came.

Morgan was bleeding, her pupils were bleeding, the price of this unexpected victory.

The last warlord has fallen.

She panted violently, feeling a rare difficult situation surrounding herself: This was not Wollaston, this was not an occasion where she could prepare a few Terran standards with peace of mind, and then calmly tear apart those battleships.

She instinctively felt that everything was not over yet.

She looked towards the huge portals, waiting for something more terrifying inside, but almost the next moment, she noticed something.

wrong!

She raised her scepter and instinctively gathered her strength, but it was already too late.

Unimaginable power suddenly erupted from the fallen titans. It was psychic power, and it was a power she had never seen before.

At a moment when even the Primarch couldn't react, these energies exploded. From their shock, the threads intertwined into an invisible psychic network in the blink of an eye, completely trapping Morgan. in it.

In the eyes of the Dark Angel, she was just standing there, but in the ocean of souls, she had nowhere to go.

Fanatic roars sounded in Ran Dan's battle line, and more and more Ran Dan warriors seemed to hear some kind of call. They rushed forward desperately and pounced on every Dark Angel they could find.

Behind these fanatical victims, there were hundreds of weird Randan warriors who gritted their teeth and at the same time pulled out a handful of daggers engraved with strange runes, and then stabbed their scarred necks fiercely. Stab away.

——————

Morgan forced himself to calm down.

She stretched out her psychic tentacles and launched them in all directions, but she was frustrated: in a short period of time, her soul could not decipher the beast's cage.

The tragic sounds of fighting could be heard right next to her ears, but Morgan no longer had the intention to care. Under the influence of this strange psychic network, her soul seemed to be drifting away from her body involuntarily.

Everything is still controllable.

She thought so.

But the next second, something strange happened.

Hundreds of Randan warriors rushed in, their souls controlled by unique secrets, maintaining terrifying lethality and mobility.

There was no confrontation and no words. These psychic killers let out piercing screams and rushed towards them. Behind them, others held high soul instruments that emitted the darkest light, allowing Morgan to feel His spiritual energy was suppressed in the slightest.

She frowned, waved her hand, and the invisible blade turned into a wave of life harvesting. In an instant, countless Ran Dan soul killers were wiped out.

But the next second, their souls were absorbed by those strange instruments and burned completely, making the darkest light more prosperous.

Morgan even felt a little bit tired.

Her pupils lit up.

She shouted angrily, and the vortex hundreds of meters high rushed through the sea of ​​souls, strangling the last Ran Dan killers and crushing them to ashes one by one.

Until there is only the last one left.

Until it's very close.

At this time, those strange instruments completely gathered in the alien palm and turned into a pure light. Morgan looked at it and felt an inexplicable fear.

The last alien lunged at her.

She raised her hand with difficulty and shot out deadly psychic energy.

Then she saw the smile.

It was a crazy, relieved, fearless, and even somewhat mocking smile.

The last Randan killer pounced on her destructive soul beam without hesitation. Before his soul was torn into pieces bit by bit, it successfully blocked the last obstacle. With a final wailing, The light finally struck Morgan.

Off.

But not completely biased.

A tiny hole appeared on Morgan's arm inadvertently.

At that moment, all souls could hear the almost hoarse screams filled with rage and violence. It was a song composed of pain, fear and madness.

At that moment, the will in that light invaded Morgan's brain and her will.

She saw it.

She saw everything.

destroy.

betray.

Fallen.

fury.

crazy.

remorse.

Kill.

lie.

catastrophe……

she saw everything

She forgot everything.

She understood everything.

She gave up everything.

She heard a long laugh, the craziest laugh that never ended.

She struggled, roared, cried, fought...

In the end, at the end of everything, she just screamed.

——————

【you! 】

【All of them! 】

【die! ! ! 】

——————

The highest scream exploded in the whirlpool of the Sea of ​​Souls. A Dark Angel with some psychic powers involuntarily raised his head, and then he froze in place.

Even facing his Primarch and the Emperor could not compare to what he saw.

By the Emperor, what is that, what is that...monster...

Indescribable, unbelievable, unacceptable, incomprehensible...

So huge, so many, so crazy, so abominable...

He saw...

——————

【What do you see? 】

Jonson asked.

And his descendants, his surviving, loyal, unfortunate descendants, just tried hard to remember, and then began to tremble unconsciously, lower their heads, and stiffen their limbs.

"Father……"

"I really...forgot, I don't remember anything."

Zhuang Sen lowered his eyelids and said nothing more.

This is the twelfth witness he has asked today, and it is also the twelfth identical answer he has heard.

He knew that his heir had not lied to him.

——————

【Cows. 】

"grown ups."

[Find me a world, a world of death, a little remote, without any trace of civilization, and with forests, vast forests, and the most ferocious beasts. 】

"Yes, my lord."

"What are you..."

There was a hint of danger in Zhuang Sen's eyes.

【nothing. 】

[I was just thinking that maybe it's time to have a real training session with my psychic consultant as she talks about it. 】