Chapter 1962 The Order of Extinction
As the only energy source of the 40th Millennium Empire, the promethium industry can produce a series of by-products, which are attributed to the Mechanicum’s magical carbon chain reorganization technology and other incomprehensible things. Cracking and polyaddition reaction technology, in the process of purifying promethium, can produce a series of by-products including medicine, food, plastics, fuels, adhesives, functional polymer materials, etc., among which foods include anhydrous lactose sticks , protein nutritional bars, nutritional paste blocks, hydrolyzed protein liquids and corpse starch. Therefore, when several promethium crude factories in the nest were attacked, the ruler immediately ordered the transfer of all promethium and reduced the power supply.
Then, I don’t know when, all the food disappeared from the stores.
At this time, the ruler of the hive capital suddenly ordered a census of residents’ rations. Everyone thought they were preparing to distribute relief, so they were very enthusiastic and even deliberately reported low prices.
One day, a winding train of chariots appeared in the Lower Hive, trudging forward on the waste and rust piles. They were the planetary guards and the protectors of the hive.
No one knows what their intentions were in the first place, but the base is already filled with suspicion and paranoia, as well as resentment toward those above, so by the time the first shots are fired, things are starting to spiral out of control.
The Guards have no idea who is responsible for the gunfire, they have no idea of motives or goals, their role is basically simple, the key is that their reasoning is very "fastidious": resistance means guilt.
Then there was a massacre.
Blood flowed in the streets of Lower Nest and parts of Middle Nest, even as its inhabitants begged the Emperor for mercy, wept His name as they died, and screamed prayers as their families burned to death — but the slaughter continues, and in the name of the same god whose victims are crying out for help.
It was only then that some people understood the truth.
The ruler of the hive city issued a terrible order. Anyone who has no rations, or basically no rations, is regarded as a traitor and heretic. Their existence means threat and rebellion. The guards are here to kill "those without food" in advance. "And eliminate all unstable factors.
This is a "preventive measure" aimed at erasing or weakening the unrest that may break out in advance. It is also called an extermination order.
Then the situation completely collapsed. Some people tried to escape, but the managers cut off all power. Some people believed in the so-called safe passage and tried to leave from there with all their belongings, but just like the tower As Los and the others had seen before, the safe passage was just a hoax, and once the Hive Guard massacred most of the people and looted the last bits of value, they blew up all roads and traffic, leaving hundreds of millions of people in the dark, etc. die.
And that's not all. In order to cooperate with this "prevention" plan, the Legal Department of the hive city even used their poison gas reserves and poured a large amount of nerve gas into the drainage system of the lower hive, not intending to give "suspected" rioters" any chance of survival.
“How dare they!!”
Soshyan punched the wall, making a loud noise, and then the door opened, and Veronica in a gray professional dress hurried in.
"Huh? What happened with such a big movement?"
She came to Soshyan and put her hands on the other person's arms.
"So angry?"
Soshiyang took a deep breath and shook his head.
"Nothing."
Then he turned back to his chair and looked at Talos.
"What next?"
"I went to see those people." The hive ruler's throne room is located at the top of the hive tower, surrounded by crystal walls set in a polished alloy frame. In an open space in the middle, a shallow step leads from the foot of the throne. Each step is carved from a piece of dark wood. A carpet made of the furs of a thousand precious animals is seamlessly stitched from the throne. Spread down and extend into the open space below.
Slender ivory columns rise from the black glass floor. Each column is inlaid with gems. The bright light is like a frozen explosion. Beyond the transparent walls, the clouds extend to the sun sliding out from the horizon. A crown of cumulus clouds rises above a sea of soft white, folding in purples and oranges.
At the top of the sky, the stars twinkled in the darkness, and the spiers of other nest towers in the distance rose from the clouds, like diamond fragments inlaid on marshmallows, so beautiful.
The Spire Throne is undoubtedly something that many people dream of. Almost all power groups are looking at this seat and the power it represents with hungry eyes, but the thirty-first king of Kefen who dominates this power He was not on his throne, but stood at the foot of the throne steps, carefully watching the giant that appeared in front of him.
He didn't know why the other party came, maybe he was just passing by, but his sincere and even humble communication requests received no response.
According to the security department, the other party's Thunder Eagle directly entered the blocked lower nest. Just when he was hesitating whether to send someone to find it, the other party took the initiative to come to the door.
King Kefen 31 knew that there were many Astartes fighting groups active in the Maelstrom, but the emblem on them was special. They were Astral Knights, which meant that they were the supreme commander of the expeditionary force. Shiyan Alexei's direct subordinates are the group of space warriors that the Maelstrom cannot offend the most. They can decide the life and death of most people, including the ruling class.
Even when the other party was about to arrive, he considered whether his etiquette should be the Eagle Salute or the Kneeling Salute - the former was more etiquette but could not reflect his awe, and the latter was too humble.
However, when the opponent appeared with a strong sense of oppression, he knelt down without thinking.
And he kept telling himself in his mind that no matter whether the other party came to drain the wealth of the hive nobles, or to see the violence condensed by dissatisfaction among the chaotic masses, no matter whether he could do it or not, the other party's No request can be denied.
Facing the giant towering in front of him, the aloof ruler couldn't help but shudder, his mouth twisted as if he had just bitten a rotten fruit, and his plump body kept shaking as if a cat had been pulled out of the cave. Take out the Shuoshu.
"Praise. Praise the God Emperor! Praise His messenger! Praise the expeditionary force!"
Relaxing his teeth, the ruler of the hive capital praised loudly, and other nobles and bureaucrats kneeling on the ground also followed suit. Following suit, the voices of hundreds of people echoed in the splendid hall.
Talos looked at him, then turned to look at the tables covered with white tablecloths on both sides, the exquisite and luxurious food and a bottle of wine that could buy thousands of lives, and suddenly smiled. laugh.
“Get up, I hope our uninvited arrival will not cause any trouble to you.”
Taros’s voice was very gentle, and King Kefen 31 took a long breath. I feel like I have passed the first hurdle.
Then he stood up slowly, but still bent slightly, trying to look humble. Hold your hands in front of your chest.
"How could it be? Your presence makes us extremely honored! This is the favor of the Emperor!"
The planet's bishop also chanted:
"Okay The emperor will bless him.”
Facing the bishop’s rambling prayer of praise, Talos just smiled and ignored him. His eyes were always looking at the ruler of the hive.
(End of this chapter)