Chapter 114: First encounter with Ran Dan’s alien
"Big Brother, your plan is not brilliant at all. I don't recommend you to do that."
Just after taking care of the Smurfs' physical and mental health, they learned that the big guy had used his Ogryn head to come up with a "wonderful" plan for the Golden Throne.
A hundred thousand grass-mud horses galloped past the raven's heart.
You're such a sly-looking guy, you're just obsessed with the Golden Throne, right?
"Magic Network, Time Anchor, and Star Torch all require a control core. I have obtained some ancient technologies before, which can enhance the user's spiritual will and senses, thereby perfectly controlling everything."
"The Golden Throne I'm designing now combines technologies from multiple universes. It will be more powerful and amplified than the one originally designed, and it will even allow me to master power beyond the gods."
The Emperor waved his hand and turned on a projection, showing the raven a magnificent and complex mechanical throne.
There are densely packed data parameters listed above.
It can be seen that this is a complex and huge project.
"I suggest you give up and don't even think about the Golden Throne." Raven said: "We can think of other ways to control it."
The Emperor said: "The Demonic Network needs a will to control it, otherwise, it will be easily invaded."
"Logically speaking, we should create a control core that has no self-thought and is absolutely fair and just. But for now, it is best for me to control it."
The magic network of the DND universe is centered on the goddess of magic, Mystra. She is the leader and the guardian of the magic network.
If the empire wants to lay a magic network across the universe, it must have a leader.
Otherwise, the Magic Network will definitely become a toy of the Lord of Changes.
At that time, all psykers connected to the Weave will become potential corruptors.
That would be a terrible disaster for the empire.
After thinking for a moment, Raven made another suggestion.
"It's better not to build the Golden Throne, but to build a console or something."
"If it doesn't work, change the appearance and make it look like a cross. When the time comes, I'll let you be Jesus."
The emperor frowned, showing a troubled look.
"Wouldn't it be a bit unbecoming of an imperial ruler to be nailed to the cross naked?"
The raven looked at the emperor in surprise.
"Why don't you wear clothes and have to be nailed naked??"
"Wasn't Jesus crucified with his butt naked?" the Emperor said.
"I wear clothes." Raven responded confidently, "I don't have enough education, so don't bully me for not understanding."
"But I am Jesus." The Emperor looked at the raven, "That is one of my many vests. I remember clearly that it was nailed on with my bare buttocks."
Raven: "."
Good guy, the person involved in history appears and can't refute it at all.
"Let's keep the Golden Throne." The emperor said: "It integrates the console function, and you can still sit on it. You don't have to stand all the time, and you don't have to be nailed to it."
After some persuasion from the Emperor, Raven could only reluctantly accept the Golden Throne plan.
Even if something happens in the future, sitting on the golden throne is better than being nailed to the cross.
At least the former looks better than the latter and is a little more comfortable.
"Are you still planning to use Primarch No. 15 as an alternative to stabilize the Golden Throne?" Raven said.
"Yes, not only No. 15, but also No. 11." The Emperor nodded: "Both of them have extraordinary psychic talents. Even if I am absent, any one of them can take over for me. ”
The raven sighed quietly.
It seems that this golden throne is destined to be born.
And the function will be more powerful than the established destiny line.
Once something goes wrong, the consequences will be even more dire.
The Golden Throne Plan predates the Great Crusade.
One of the reasons for building the palace on the roof of the world is that the big guy wanted to hide the underlying mechanical structure of the Golden Throne there.
The appearance of the raven caused the Emperor to temporarily abandon that plan.
Now, with the advancement of Time Anchor, Magic Network and other plans, the Emperor has resumed this plan.
"I just hope this doesn't turn to the worst."
Raven looked worried.
Destiny is unpredictable.
Even he cannot truly control his destiny.
You can only see what will happen in the future and try your best to achieve the ending you want.
"The matter of the Golden Throne needs to be kept strictly confidential." The Emperor looked at Raven: "I don't want anyone to know about this matter. Even through the instant messaging network, it is difficult to ensure that the secret will not be leaked."
"So what are your plans?" Raven looked at the Emperor.
"Go back to Terra yourself, hand over the design of the Golden Throne to Malcador, and let him act in secret."
"So now, I am an errand boy? I am the supreme ruler of the empire, the great raven that travels across the heavens, and I can look directly at my destiny."
"Makado has the latest flavor of French fries harvested from a research project."
"I'm happy to serve you, big guy. Not for the fries, of course, but for the Imperium of Mankind, for your and my great dreams."
The emperor nodded, "I think so too."
Raven took the data storage chip from the Emperor's hand and disappeared into thin air with a bang.
The Emperor tidied up the things in the laboratory and walked out of the laboratory.
The Imperial Guards guarding the door saluted him.
The Emperor nodded and continued walking forward.
During this period of time, I have been conducting experiments. Terra's government affairs and battle reports from various fleets have piled up, and they must be processed as soon as possible.
Calculating the progress, Terra's Celestial-class computers and Celestial-class battleships should be completed.
It's time to think of a nice name.
We can't come up with a weird name like "Terra Bar" like we did last time.
When the journey through the different universe ended, Malcador once again devoted himself to busy government work.
We work day and night for mankind and promote the continuous development of civilization.
Malcador's private sanctuary is a majestic and architectural marvel, not only a center of power but also a rare man-made spectacle.
The open circular balconies on each floor are filled with exotic flowers and plants, which are extremely beautiful and are guarded by dedicated personnel and machine servants.
Stone balls engraved with endless runes rotate around the spire in an elliptical orbit, casting shadows through the tall stained glass.
In addition, there are dozens of smaller spheres made of basalt, symbolizing satellites, orbiting the giant stone sphere.
It is as if the top of the tower is the core of the solar system.
Here Malcador would summon the most powerful people in the empire, as well as those with potential, and ask them to do what was appropriate.
Most of the rooms in the sanctuary are filled with books.
After the books discovered by the Great Expedition are reviewed, those that are confirmed to be valuable will be copied and sent to the Great Library of Terra or the Sanctuary of Malcador.
In addition to books, there are various data storage systems in the sanctuary, which also record documentary materials.
Some locked secret rooms even store all kinds of dark knowledge.
There are some things that cannot be known by the people of the empire, but the empire cannot know everything.
Therefore, they will be preserved and only a small number of people are qualified to read them.
Makado sat at his desk, looking over an important appointment document and the details of the appointee.
The top person in charge of a certain star region, this is a high-power and good position.
Once appointed, he can control dozens of worlds and the fate of hundreds of billions of people.
This is the best of times. Anyone with talent can find opportunities to climb up as long as they are willing.
But Malcador also knew that these were the worst of times, and that the Emperor's ambitions had angered the gods.
The minions of Chaos lurk throughout the Imperium, and they will never sit idle.
Everything the Emperor has worked so hard to build will be destroyed with the most ruthless means.
Several projection screens flickered on the desk, and information flew by.
Dust floats and dances in the projected beam.
An undiscerning person would think that the Imperial Regent would ignore that information.
But when Machado was reading the appointment document, he skimmed over every piece of data that passed by.
If you don't have a superior mind, how can you shoulder the burden of the empire.
Malcador didn't like the information revealed in the information.
Various departments are trying to gain more power.
The Advocate is eager to assert its authority over the newly conquered worlds.
The Chamber of Commerce intends to open up the empire to trade protection in backward worlds and provide more protection for caravan voyages.
The Navigator family continues to protest against the Empire's support for the Psychic Academy, believing that this measure will weaken their voice.
Mars strongly demands that the Emperor's scientific and technological knowledge obtained from other universes be shared, and that the Conglomerate be once again included in the management system of Mars.
Every department, every person in power wants more power.
Greed makes them scheming and scheming against each other.
Malcador knew this, but there was nothing he could do.
Ruling an empire is not a simple matter.
Many things cannot be black and white, and the scale must be controlled.
Sometimes we even have to sacrifice justice and fairness, which are very important in the eyes of ordinary people, in order to maintain the stability of the overall situation.
Malcador's real mission is to guide and restrain, ensuring that the wisdom of those with power is used to create happiness for mankind, rather than focusing on grabbing money and power.
When those guys intend to cross the red line and cause harm to human civilization, he needs to punish them.
Malcador stamped his biological seal on the documents he had read.
A ruler over hundreds of billions of humans was born.
This is the power that comes from the imperial decree.
A cold and ancient invisible force.
It can easily turn a man from a king to a beggar, and from a beggar to a king.
Just as Machado put away the documents, he was about to check the next important document that required his seal.
Space is torn apart.
The raven jumped out.
Malcador looked surprised.
Before he could speak, Raven threw a crystal chip that stored a massive amount of data in front of him.
"This is what the big guy gives you."
Malcador picked up the crystal and looked at the raven, "Is this given by your majesty?"
"Yes, inside is the design of the Golden Throne. He asked you not to tell others and to find someone to build it secretly."
Raven looked around.
He didn't see any extravagant decorations, only books all over the room.
Malcador is still a nerd! !
But it’s normal to think about it. If you don’t have profound knowledge, how can you be valued by the emperor and become his right-hand man?
"Isn't the Golden Throne Plan abandoned?" Malcador frowned.
After discovering the Raven and making his first interdimensional journey, the Emperor revised his plans.
The Webway plan was put on hold, and the construction of the Golden Throne that was originally planned was naturally not started.
Now, why do you think of building a golden throne again?
Raven explained: "The big guy said that we need to get a time node, a magic network, and other messy hub control centers, so we restarted the Golden Throne Plan."
"If this is the case, it makes sense. The time points and the magic network must be monitored."
Machado nodded and reached out to press a button next to him.
"Sir, do you have any orders?" The servant's voice came from the communicator.
"Send some of the latest flavors of French fries." Machado ordered.
Admiration for Malcador suddenly appeared in Raven's eyes.
Malcador placed the data crystal on the table, "They need a little time to prepare, please come with me for a walk."
The raven landed on Malcador's shoulder, "Let's go."
The walls of bookshelves are so tall that they reach to the ceiling, filled with countless books.
One person and one crow walked through the bookshelf wall and arrived at a marble arch. When they walked out, they found an open circular balcony.
It can also be said to be a garden.
It is filled with flowers, plants and some beautifully trimmed trees.
The smell of flowers and earth mixed together and filled the air.
When the servants saw Malcador arriving, they all bowed and retreated.
The garden is located high up, overlooking the entire city.
The Tower of Hegemony belonging to the Forbidden Army, the Star Torch Tower, and the Council Hall where the Supreme Lords are located are the most conspicuous.
They are built around the palace and are very grand and majestic.
Therefore, you can still see it even if you are far apart.
Airports are the tallest buildings. They extend into space and are linked to orbital platforms.
There are many spaceships surrounding the airport, coming in and out, and it is very busy.
They come and go like a diligent swarm of bees carrying supplies.
"The changes are so great." Raven sighed with emotion: "When I left, this place was just a ruin. Now it has become a magnificent city."
"People suffered too much in the age of darkness. When the dawn of civilization appeared, they released all their enthusiasm and intended to show all the beauty." Makado said: "The changes in the city are not the biggest. Look at the sky.”
Raven raised his head and saw majestic metal buildings suspended in the sky.
They are so close to the ground.
Even with the naked eye, you can clearly see the tall towers dotted with lights and the ravines composed of continuous buildings.
Relying on the ability to read cosmic information.
Raven can easily get information about each building.
Orbital platform, interstellar port, space dock, and completed celestial-level computer.
"Is the second celestial computer completed?"
The raven looked at the sky, and his keen eyes saw a celestial computer as majestic as a planet and a cross.
Malcador nodded, "The Great Expedition brought many civilized worlds that still have the ability to interstellar navigation to submit, and the resources they brought accelerated the progress of various projects."
"What is the name of the second celestial computer?"
"The name has not been determined yet. I am preparing to report the matter to His Majesty and seek His wisdom."
"No need to search." The raven waved its wings, "Just name it French fries."
Malcador looked at the raven and frowned slightly, "This is not good."
"If there is anything wrong, just give it this name. As the supreme ruler of the empire, I order you to use this name for the second celestial computer."
"If anyone has an opinion, let him come to me. Even if he is a big guy, I am not afraid of him."
Raven pinched her waist and spoke in an arrogant tone.
He is also the ruler of the empire and is the equal of Big Brother.
"Okay." Malcador couldn't resist Raven and could only nod in agreement.
"Remember, if you dare not follow my instructions, prepare to guard the black hole." The raven threatened: "At that time, it will be useless no matter how many fries you send."
"Don't worry, I will never do that." Malcador promised the raven.
This kind of thing should be a headache for the Emperor.
Malcador thought in his mind.
He was just loyal to the empire and followed orders.
The raven nodded with satisfaction and continued to look up at the empty building.
He saw a batch of latest model warships.
They are suspended in the void, parked quietly.
Only the position-maintaining maneuvering engines were activated, and the energy stack was operating at its lowest power.
"Are those second-generation battleships?" Raven asked.
Malcador raised his head and looked in the direction pointed by the raven.
He saw nothing and had to use his psychic powers.
When the power of ether poured into his eyes, he gained super vision and could see everything in distant space, and he could also clearly see what the raven was pointing at.
"Yes, they are all second-generation warships. The current number has reached four hundred."
"They will set sail soon and be added to the First Expeditionary Fleet. Your Majesty will then decide whether to split them up and add them to each fleet, or form a new expeditionary fleet."
"The combat performance of the second-generation warships far exceeds that of the first-generation warships. They adopt force field protection technology, dark plane technology, and a new generation of computing system composed of the cogitator's brain enhanced by genetic engine technology."
"They will have the ability to jump within the galaxy, and can also use means such as emitting light particles to destroy stars or planetary worlds."
The second-generation battleship combines technology from multiple universes.
The performance far exceeds the current generation of warships in service in the empire.
A first-generation battleship must be at the Mandeville Point to enter and exit the subspace, otherwise it will be disturbed by the star's gravity field and be torn apart.
Second-generation battleships can ignore this and jump directly within the galaxy.
The weapon system equipped is also more advanced and has the ability to destroy stars.
Protection measures have been comprehensively upgraded.
It has the means to prevent concept erasure and psychic attack.
The void shield has also been fully enhanced, making it stronger and able to effectively withstand and deflect long-range devastating strikes.
Among these four hundred battleships, there are still several battleships implanted with time retrieval devices.
Even if it is destroyed, it can go back and return to its peak condition to continue fighting.
Unfortunately, this feature is limited to the hull itself, and the backtracking time is short.
Because it requires a lot of energy, the number of backtracking is also very limited.
They are experimental products for quasi-third-generation warships and are used to collect data for later large-scale construction.
"Not bad." Raven nodded.
Not to mention the third-generation warships that can go back in time.
The numerical value of the second-generation battleship alone is enough to crush all races in the galaxy.
If these second-generation warships are put into the Great Expedition.
The speed of war progress will definitely increase significantly.
Once the third-generation warships come out, it will be easy to unify the entire universe. Footsteps sounded.
Several attendants came in carrying food.
They put the food on the stone table in the garden and bowed out.
"Let's go and eat something." Makado said.
The raven landed on the table and tasted the latest flavor of fries.
Malcador ate some snacks casually, "Mr. Raven, can I ask a presumptuous question?"
"Just ask." Raven didn't even raise her head.
"Where did you come from? And why do you have such a mysterious ability to span different universes?"
"This!" Raven stopped eating French fries and sighed, "This is also the answer I'm looking for, Lao Ma."
"After I woke up, I inexplicably took charge of a mysterious space and had the ability to travel through the universe."
"But I knew nothing about my mission, nor the enemies I might encounter."
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"I know very well that all the gifts of fate have a price, and what price I have to pay to balance fate."
When Machado heard this, he nodded in sympathy.
"I can understand what you are saying. When I was born, I had extraordinary power and immortal life. I have also thought that this gift can be given to anyone, but why me?"
Raven shrugged, "We are all self-aware people."
Macado asked: "Will your main focus in the future be on finding the truth and answers?"
"No." Raven shook his head, "The truth will be revealed naturally if the day comes that it should be revealed."
"There is no benefit in seeking the truth and answers. It may let you know something, but so what?"
"The operation of the heavens and the universe will not change just because you discover any secrets. In that case, you might as well do what you think is most worthwhile."
"What is worth it?" Malcador asked.
“Get the best fries.”
Raven's tone was firm, not a joke at all.
Malcador: ".."
What was I expecting?
Expect Raven to work hard and fight against those unspeakable enemies, just to find the truth? ?
Thinking too much! !
"The universe is ridiculous, old horse. Anything we insist on is meaningless in the end, it's just that we give it meaning." Raven said: "Get some of the best chips, in my opinion The most meaningful thing.”
"You are right, Mr. Raven." Malcador nodded.
After chatting for a while.
Raven packed up the chips and left, returning to the Emperor's side.
Malcador also returned to his desk to handle government affairs.
He inserted the data chip brought by the raven into the reader and read the design of the Golden Throne.
"There are some differences between this version of the Golden Throne and the original one. It has more functions, is more complex, and has an extra seat?"
Malcador had seen the Emperor's original design for the Golden Throne.
Naturally, the difference between the improved version and the original version can be seen at a glance.
In addition to the increased functionality and more complex design, the number of thrones has also been increased from one to two.
"Does the other throne belong to Mr. Raven?"
Malcador said to himself.
It’s normal to think about it.
As the supreme ruler of the empire, Raven should have his own throne.
Possessing magic nets and time anchors, and even control over all plans of the empire.
Fortunately, the raven ran away. If he had heard Malcador's words, he would have shouted, "Just a hammer." Then he would have gone back to settle the score with the Emperor.
Well, you big guy, it’s not enough for you to sit on the Golden Throne alone, you have to pull me too, right? !
Eat my tricks and get on a plane.
Raven knew nothing about it.
At this time, he was on the Emperor's Grand Plan, tens of thousands of light years away from Terra.
Showing off the fries in front of Waldo.
The 73rd Expeditionary Fleet is a fleet composed of battleships, transport ships and colonial ships.
Within the team, there are also a thousand Astartes warriors from the Sixth Legion - the Space Wolves.
Their mission is to go to the galactic north and conduct surrender operations and colonization of several star sectors.
After three weeks of traveling through subspace, they arrived at the Odoac system.
When the fleet leaves subspace and enters real space navigation.
The ships in the fleet frequently received various chaotic signals.
It seemed like something was screaming in the dark void.
The sound was raw, wild, and it was like blood splashing across all frequency bands.
As a commodore, Aldo stood on the magnificent bridge with a solemn gaze.
He tried to get the sages of the Adeptus Mechanicus to figure out the pattern of the screams, or some meaning to it.
But the reply the Mechanical Sage gave him was that these screams were irregular and meaningless.
During a short break, a servant brought him a cup of coffee.
The coffee has no sugar and is extremely bitter.
Aldo liked it.
This taste always reminds him of long nights at work and endless reports.
A dull voice sounded.
Giants wearing power armor came from behind.
The leader was not wearing a helmet, revealing a wild face.
"Lord Youke." Aldo raised the coffee in his hand and gestured to the giant.
"General Aldo." Youke nodded.
He is the wolf master of the Space Wolves, with a thousand warriors under his command.
Ordered to follow Expedition Fleet No. 73.
A thousand Astartes warriors implanted with Imperial engines are a terrifying force.
It is enough to conquer a star sector, destroy those ancient alien civilizations, and leave them to face desperate destruction in the ruins.
"Is there something wrong?" Okto asked.
"My priest has noticed some anomalies, and there is malice lurking around us." Yuduoduo said: "There is something wrong with this galaxy."
Aldo put the coffee in his hand into the servant's tray, "I also had this idea, but the first time we entered the galaxy, we turned on the auspicious array, but found nothing."
"The sages of the Mechanicus have reiterated many times that there is nothing in the void, only ourselves."
Fate seemed to be specifically trying to mock this admiral.
As soon as Aldo finished speaking, a rapid alarm sounded.
The projection interface was refreshed continuously, and a large number of red light spots appeared.
They came from all directions and formed a circle around Fleet 73
"What's going on?" Aldo shouted at the intelligence chief.
"It's an alien ship." The intelligence chief, whose left eye and half of his skull were implanted with prosthetics, sounded a little panicked.
"How is it possible? Didn't we just scan and find nothing? Are all our detection arrays broken?"
Aldo punched the console angrily, causing the machine to whine.
"I have to correct your words, sir. There is nothing wrong with the machine, and the auspicious device did not receive any feedback." The sage of the Adeptus Mechanicus aboard the ship spoke.
They will never allow anyone to slander the sacred machinery and their beliefs.
"Why can't the enemy be found?" Aldo asked.
"The only explanation is that they have technology that is not inferior to ours and some unknown hidden technology." Mechanical Sage explained.
"Now is not the time to talk about this." Youke warned, "The enemy is coming."
"Let's teach these damn aliens a lesson."
Aldo sat back on his command throne and ordered the fleet to transform into a tactical formation to face the enemy.
The alien fleet advanced and retreated in an orderly manner.
The size of the battleship is not inferior to that of the Empire, or even worse.
When ships from both sides approach.
Dense beams and physical shells filled the entire void, turning it into a deadly hell.
"Their ships' firepower and movement speed are superior to ours."
Not long after the battle, Aldo realized a very serious problem.
The aliens' technology seems to be superior to that of the Empire.
Their ships are faster, have more firepower, and have stronger shields.
This void battle is destined to end in failure.
Aldo envisioned multiple tactics, but there is no doubt that they all failed.
Even if they wanted to evacuate, they couldn't.
The alien fleet has surrounded them.
Even if they break through at all costs, the surviving ships will never be able to escape to Mandeville Point on the edge of the galaxy.
At this time, a dazzling light appeared.
The battleship not far away was penetrated by the void shield, disintegrated and exploded in the void.
The energy reactor triggered a chain reaction, causing it to erupt with brilliance like the sun, brilliant and extremely beautiful.
The situation on the flagship where Ocodo is is also very bad.
Under the siege of many alien warships, sirens kept sounding.
"Battery batteries seven to fourteen damaged"
"The power takeoff splitter is offline, only 55% of the power remains"
"The course is out of control."
"The void shield in area 774 of the ship's side was penetrated."
Noisy alarms kept sounding.
Everyone on the bridge looked desperate.
"Detected multiple surges of ether reaction, the enemy is invading our ship."
A shout rang out.
A teleportation light hole appeared on the bridge.
Yuk and other Space Wolf warriors immediately switched the gene engine to combat mode, then drew out their weapons and rushed towards the teleportation light hole.
[High intensity energy shock wave detected, please pay attention]
The engine system chime sounds.
A terrible shock wave struck, making it difficult for Youke and others to move.
Wearing streamlined and smooth armor, the alien warrior has a strong figure and rushes out of the teleportation light hole like a phantom.
They held sharp black blades and easily penetrated the Astartes' power armor, cutting off the front ones.
A fierce battle broke out on the bridge.
A large number of alien warriors swarmed into the bridge and fired bursts of explosive beams, blowing the crew and slaves into pieces.
Bones, flesh and blood sprayed into the air.
The Space Wolf warriors headed by Yuk fought fiercely with the aliens.
They were all implanted with the Empire's rudimentary genetic engines, but the aliens' powerful psychic abilities negated their advantages.
The enemy outnumbered the Space Wolves, and they were quickly overwhelmed.
Yuk watched his brother die tragically, being sliced open by the enemy's black blade.
Blood pooled on the floor, congealing rapidly.
He suddenly became furious and killed an alien with his sword.
Immediately, he rushed towards a brother who was about to be executed.
He blocked the opponent's black blade with the long sword in his hand.
The long sword flipped over, and the blade with the force field tearing across the opponent's body.
Light green blood with a pungent smell sprayed out.
A painful groan came from under the other person's mask.
Youke killed the enemies one after another, but in the face of the sheer number of enemies, even though he had experienced hundreds of battles, he was unable to reverse the situation.
At the end of the fight, he was surrounded by enemies.
Finally, an enemy unleashed a powerful psychic blast on him.
Youke witnessed the psychic power rushing towards him.
It tore the air apart, and tore him apart.
The thick power armor was twisted, and the flesh and blood fell apart from the genetic level.
"Duty fulfilled."
One last thought came to Yuk's mind.
Then his head exploded.
Blood spilled onto a humming mechanical console.
The xenos warriors stepped past the dead Emperor's Angels and towards the panicked crew.
A horrific massacre began.
The same thing was happening elsewhere on the ship.
Even with all their might, the Space Wolves could not stop the alien invasion.
Even though some enemies were killed, their numbers continued to decrease.
In the end, they were either killed or captured.
The battleships of the Imperial fleet were destroyed or captured one by one.
By the end, only a few colonial ships were left, loaded with people and supplies.
The empire has a preferential treatment policy for colonial personnel.
Going to alien planets for pioneering colonization can be said to be the best opportunity for civilians to make a comeback, so it attracts many people to go to the stars.
The empire will transform the planets that need to be colonized, using climate regulators or other means to make the planets habitable.
Colonial ships will then be dispatched to colonize the local area.
With beautiful dreams in mind, the Adams family registered and boarded the colonial ship, just for a better life in the future.
The living space on the colony ship was very narrow and the accommodation conditions were poor.
The bathrooms are all shared and the stench is extremely bad.
Even the daily water and food supplies are limited. If you don't have enough to eat, you won't starve to death.
In such a difficult environment, the Adams family is full of hope.
On the road, their family planned a beautiful future life countless times.
They will have a vast land where crops can be grown.
It's not a beautiful house, but it's well-equipped.
They will work hard, accumulate wealth, and achieve a happy life.
However, all the good plans disappeared with the piercing alarm.
All that is left to the Adams family is endless despair and pain.
Alien warriors landed on the defenseless colony ship.
They seemed to enjoy the thrill of slaughter.
Therefore, the colonial ship was not destroyed, but regarded as an outlet for the desire to kill.
They slaughtered along the way, leaving behind countless blood and corpses.
The Addams family fled in despair.
Escape from the upper space of the ship to the dim lower level.
However, he failed to escape from the clutches of the enemy.
Three lanky alien warriors found them.
Seeing the blood dripping from the weapon in the alien's hand, Adams' wife and children were so frightened that their bodies became weak.
Adams only had an iron pipe removed from the bed board.
Seeing the opponent approaching step by step, he shouted in despair, and then rushed towards the opponent regardless.
The next second, before he even touched the opponent, he was knocked away by the opponent's protective force field.
He hit the wall and broke an unknown number of ribs.
Lying on the ground vomiting blood and moaning.
What's even more desperate is that he's not dead yet.
He just collapsed on the ground and watched his family being slaughtered by those aliens.
On the bridge of the colonial ship, the captain Kaka also showed a look of despair.
Urgent alarms echoed in the ears, and scarlet lights flashed continuously.
The enemy invaded the bridge and massacred the armed crew.
"For the Emperor." Kakar pressed the energy pistol in his hand continuously, and a stream of red beams of light shot out, falling on the alien warrior, causing ripples.
The other party came over step by step, and with a sharp stab of the black blade in his hand, he pierced his body.
Ordinary people on several colonial ships were slaughtered.
After destroying Fleet 73, this alien fleet did not stop. They continued to march towards the hinterland of the new empire.
One thousand Asterite warriors were killed, and the 73rd Fleet was destroyed.
At the same time, news of the massacre of sixteen other galaxies quickly spread back to the empire.
By comparing the databases of the Golden Age, the biological sages of the Mechanicus learned that the race that slaughtered the people of the empire was the Randan alien that humans had encountered.
An extremely dangerous civilization with technology that is not inferior to the golden age of mankind.
More importantly, they also want to conquer the stars and have already taken action.
(End of chapter)