Marquez Wangxing District, Phaeton Forging World.
The Rectification is docked at the spaceport.
In the Warhammer 40K universe, the frozen time begins to flow again, and everything starts again from the moment before departure, giving people a feeling of being in another world.
In every deck and cabin, many crew members were still discussing and marveling at the magic of switching universes.
At the highest point in the center of the bridge, Fu Qinghai leaned back in the captain's chair with his chin resting on his hand, thinking quietly.
This time, the team gained a lot from the major plot events: vibranium technology, sonic technology, a large amount of vibranium materials, anti-gravity metal hammers, space containment units...
Of course, there are also a large number of assimilation points: defeating Kang's army and Qingming swallowing Ultron both rewarded a large number of assimilation points, but neither of them can compare to the biggest wave of gains -
An extermination order was issued to the Chitauri's home planet.
Four hundred thousand assimilation points were awarded at one time.
Fu Qinghai recovered a lot of blood.
When the extermination order was issued against the Pioneers' home planet, a total of more than 700,000 assimilation points were rewarded, but only more than 400,000 assimilation points were rewarded for blowing up the Chitauri's home planet. It can be seen that the overall military strength of the Chitauri should be far weaker than that of the Pioneers.
At least that's what the world of reincarnation thinks.
However, these fruitful gains still cannot solve the main problem that the Iron Pagoda Corps is facing now -
Warp storm.
"Tsk…"
Fu Qinghai frowned and fell into deep thought.
There was a reason why he chose to descend into the Marvel (Earth-36) universe, because Fu Qinghai had experienced this universe before, knew the upper limit of the power level of this universe, and left many far-reaching plans and layouts here. His goal was very clear - to obtain the Cosmic Cube.
But now, the Cosmic Cube has not been obtained.
I did take a bunch of other miscellaneous things.
Thinking of this, Fu Qinghai opened the attribute panel without hesitation, found the reincarnation store and bought another Eye of Prophecy item, then silently said in his heart:
"Use the Eye of Prophecy."
A cold voice sounded in my mind:
[Countdown to the end of this reincarnation gap: 24 hours]
[New Reincarnation: Reincarnation Main World, DC Extended Universe-SSS Level]
DCEU! It's actually DCEU!
Fu Qinghai's eyes suddenly widened.
The DC Extended Universe (DCEU) and the Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU) are probably the most familiar American comic book worldviews to most players. After all, as the first of the nine arts, film has the strongest communication and expression power.
Thinking of this, Fu Qinghai took out two heavy rings, one blue and one green, from his briefcase and twisted them in his palm. It's not that he has no connection with the DC universe, as the Blue Lantern Ring and the Green Lantern Ring came from there.
It is not known which DC multiverse the two rings come from. The DC universe, like the Marvel universe, has many parallel worlds, including the DCEU, DCAU... until the "New 52" reboot reduced it to 52 parallel universes.
I wonder if there is some equipment or some means in the DC Extended Universe that can solve the life-and-death crisis that the group is currently facing...
Fu Qinghai played with the ring in his hand with his brows still furrowed.
Then again, twenty-four hours, the interval between reincarnations this time is not long, but can the current arrangement withstand the Tzeentch demon army for twenty-four hours?
To be honest, Fu Qinghai himself has no idea.
As for Number 56 who was trapped in the subspace, there was no need to worry about him for the time being. Fu Qinghai had already given him a world anchor, allowing him to re-anchor in the Marvel (Earth-36) universe, so that he could avoid this reincarnation gap.
One World Anchor costs 3,000 assimilation points, and No. 56 will have to return to the Warhammer 40K universe sooner or later, so two World Anchors would cost 6,000 assimilation points - this is not a small amount of money! However, for Fu Qinghai, any problem that can be solved with assimilation points is not a problem, as he has plenty of assimilation points.
But in the long run this is just a delaying tactic. The Iron Pagoda Chapter needs its chief intelligence officer, and No. 56 will have to return sooner or later. If this problem is not solved, No. 56 will still be in the warp when he descends upon the Warhammer 40K universe again.
It's still a dead end anyway.
"What are you worried about?"
A pair of cold, soft hands suddenly pressed against his forehead.
Gently knead to smooth out the wrinkles between his brows.
Fu Qinghai turned and looked at Zhang Yuning.
"I'm here, don't be afraid."
Zhang Yuning smiled and said softly.
"I'm not afraid."
Fu Qinghai raised his hand and held her slender hand.
Ms. Zhang Yuning, an illegal psychic, is the biggest card in Fu Qinghai's hand. The Queen of Wraiths is of course very powerful, and she can even defeat the Chaos Demon.
Zhang Yuning is not a person who brags. In the past, everyone in the society had the honor of facing the Bronze King Akashnet. Zhang Yuning knew the level of the Chaos Demon.
But the problem is that Zhang Yuning has poor mobility, and most of the monsters and ghosts possessing her body are earthbound spirits, who must rely on haunted houses to exert their power.
But Fu Qinghai's territory is really too big.
There is just one Zhang Yuning, and it is impossible to take care of her.
"You will take command of my flagship."
Fu Qinghai looked at Zhang Yuning and said seriously,
"I won't activate the Geller force field."
The vast majority of the Astartes Chapter's military strength is concentrated in the Chapter Fleet, so preserving the Chapter Fleet is naturally the top priority - even if they lose their conscription world, they can still live as a wandering ship-based Chapter.
Fu Qinghai has also thought about this problem. Warships can also activate the Geller force field in the real universe, but usually no one does this. In special times and special circumstances, it is feasible to activate the Geller force field to protect the warship from demons, but there is no super Geller force field that can cover the entire planet.
Fu Qinghai's idea was very clear: the Rectification was the flagship of the warband, and all the warships had activated the Geller force field, except for this warship, which was motionless, and Qingshan Khan himself was inside the warship, so the Tzeentch demon army would definitely not miss this great opportunity. Turn the passive into the active, and lure the enemy to attack.
All it takes is the corruption of the Chapter Master.
Isn't the entire warband in Tzeentch's pocket?
"Each ship, each company."
Fu Qinghai turned on the fleet broadcast and said calmly,
"According to the arrangements before leaving."
"Yes, Khan!"
Many company commanders on the bridge responded loudly.
…
Schwerin Hive World, Great Library.
This ancient relic building is suspended in the air and is connected and supported by a number of thick giant steel column bridges, like a huge tree tumor in the dark forest of the hive city.
Tristan stood alone on the steel bridge leading to the main entrance of the library, holding a platinum-colored square-headed war hammer. His face under the skull mask was serious and his lips were tight.
After receiving the order to guard the Schwerin Hive World, the Hermit read the log of the planetary governor of this hive world in detail. The hive world is very large, divided into the spire area, the upper nest area, the lower nest area and the bottom nest area, with a large population and complex situation. Only three companies and two anti-subspace tactical teams are not enough to cover and monitor all areas, so the chief priest can only concentrate his forces and selectively give up some areas and pay attention to some areas.
The Great Library was the place where he focused his attention.
The books in this relic building once lured a family of Upper Nest nobles into Chaos and darkness and became followers of Tzeentch. In hindsight, Fu Qinghai should have ordered an orbital bombardment to completely destroy the building, but he was reluctant to part with the ancient rare books containing rich knowledge, so he only asked to seal off the place and not allow entry. There was nothing wrong with this decision. After all, no one would have expected that the Iron Pagoda would encounter a warp storm in the future.
Tristan's sharp eyes were fixed on the Great Library, the seals and chains on the majestic and intricate iron door. The Tzeentchian army seemed unwilling to disappoint him, and under his gaze, the closed door, which had long been empty with only cobwebs and dust, began to tremble slightly.
"Get ready, they're coming!"
Tristan raised his voice instantly.
The Tzeentch demon army is indeed going to break through reality from here.
Behind him stood the 6th Company, all of the Space Marines were ready for battle, all of them holding melee weapons and melta weapons - because it is known that individual ranged weapons are basically ineffective against the demons in the Warhammer 40K universe.
The hermit Tristan personally led a company to monitor the Great Library. As for the other two companies and the anti-subspace tactical team, they were responsible for the spire area and the upper nest area respectively - the two places with the largest populations.
"boom--"
The seals tore and shattered, and the chains broke and exploded.
The two doors burst open and psychedelic smoke gushed out.
"Wah-la-la-la!"
The first to emerge were a large army of fear monsters. Pink fear monsters, blue fear monsters that split from pink fear monsters, and sulfur monsters that split from blue fear monsters. Pink, blue, and yellow, three different colors of fear monsters swarmed over the steel corridor bridge.
These colorful and hideous little demons are the embodiment of pure Chaos power. They jump towards the Space Marines in the flickering and blurry magical mist and throw jumping magical fireballs at them.
This strange psychic flame is completely different from the flames in the mortal world. After the flame is extinguished, it slowly solidifies into crystal. After hitting the human body, it can distort the flesh and instantly turn a strong warrior into a limping old man.
"Be careful to dodge, and charge with me!"
Tristan roared as he took a step forward.
The Space Marines rushed out in spaced-out formation.
On the suspended steel bridge, two torrents suddenly collided. Although these low-level Tzeentch demons kept throwing psychic fireballs, their speed was not fast and their accuracy was not good, so the Space Marines could easily dodge them. The main reason was that the splitting characteristics of one into two and two into four were quite difficult to deal with. Sometimes a horror demon had to be killed seven times before it could be completely exiled.
The giggling pink horror was split in two by the sweeping chainsaw sword, becoming two sullen blue horrors. The pink magic flame turned into blue magic flame, and was chopped again and exploded into a ball of paste. An abrupt sigh sounded in the Space Marine's ears, and four extremely miniature sulfur monsters stuck to his body and tried to get into the gaps in the power armor.
In the end, he was stabbed to death by a sword from his teammate next to him.
Demons are indeed strange and varied.
However, Space Marines are not mortal men.
"Holy light shines upon us!"
Tristan swung his hammer forward.
A soft golden light was sprinkled down, and within the light, the army of fearful monsters screamed and were annihilated and shattered. A large number of them fell down and disappeared in the real universe in the blink of an eye.
"boom--"
A pillar of fire shot out from the dark gate, and the chief priest quickly raised his war hammer to block it. The hammer head emitting holy light blocked the psychic flames, and flames exploded around him.
A new group of demons slowly emerged.
Their bodies are like a melting candle, with all kinds of ferocious faces appearing randomly on their long, thin bodies, as well as weird grimaces and strange smiles. These demons do not walk on their feet, but on their fleshy skirts that look like mushroom caps, which inflate and then expel air to propel them across the battlefield.
Tzeentch the Fire Demon!
Intermediate demons began to descend into the real universe!
The curtain barrier seemed to no longer exist.
Fire demons are different from fear demons. Although their movements look clumsy and funny, their flying speed is not slow at all, and their spellcasting accuracy is also very good. A slender column of fire hits the Space Marine accurately. The ceramic steel, plastic steel, gold and titanium alloy triple composite armor is like nothing when encountering this psychic flame. The flame directly penetrates the armor and burns the flesh and reaches the soul.
"Ahhhhhh!"
The Space Marine screamed in pain.
He knelt on the ground with his hands on his helmet.
The first Space Marine fell.
Then there was a second, third, and fourth...
The ends of the fire demon's limbs constantly spewed out colorful dimensional flames, which not only caused drastic changes in the Space Marines' bodies, but also corroded their minds. These terrifying flames danced, presenting all kinds of strange patterns and shapes, imitating the shapes and movements of the real flames around them, and emitting joyful and hoarse laughter, as if mocking them.
Mocking the enemy's pain and struggle after being set on fire,
mocking the ignorance and weakness of mortals in the face of magic.
These psychic flames also have an unnatural characteristic, which is that they will reignite long after being extinguished. They spread all over the battlefield, making it difficult for the Space Marines to escape. Fortunately, these flames quickly disappeared into the real universe after twisting, but the Space Marines fell one after another while rushing towards the Tzeentch fire demon.
"Hoo, the Fourth Company, the Fifth Company..."
Tristan took a breath and said loudly:
"Come to the Great Library for support immediately!"
"Sir, a large-scale riot of cultists and psykers has broken out in the Upper Nest area. They are attacking the various hive unions and destroying the city's supporting structures. They want to bury us completely. Now we can only dispatch four tactical teams..."
The fourth company commander had not yet finished speaking.
Suddenly he exclaimed loudly:
"Shit, a psychic's head exploded! Emperor, what did I see? His flesh and bones formed a psychic cavity, and a large number of enslavers are pouring out of it! I can't allocate manpower to support you, sizzle..."
Communications became intermittent.
"Fifth Company?"
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Tristan asked as he fought.
"Holy Light!" "Holy Healing!" "Holy Protection!"
A fierce swing of the hammer and a holy light strike banished a Tzeentch fire demon. Then a warm holy light treatment awakened the crazy and insane Space Marine and removed the flesh and blood mutations on his body. Finally, another holy light protection dispersed a Space Marine who was screaming in pain with psychic flames all over his body. The Iron Pagoda Hidden Master was so busy at this time.
"Sir, there are no Warp rifts or Warp creatures in the spire area yet. But I just discovered that many Horrors have transformed into planetary defense soldiers and infiltrated the spire area. There must be Tzeentch followers among the nobles. We are screening them one by one. We must protect the planetary governor's safety. At present, we can only dispatch three teams..."
The situation on the fifth company captain's side is relatively stable.
But the Great Library front is already in jeopardy.
Banished ten Tzeentch fire demons with great difficulty.
More than twenty Space Marines have been killed!
Tristan gasped and looked around.
The demons of Tzeentch are still pouring out.
"call out--"
A strange sound of breaking through the air sounded above my head.
A school of flat, spiny blue manta rays burst through the gate.
A new Tzeentch demon joins the battlefield!
An aerial unit of the Tzeentchian army.
Screaming Shark!
Screaming Sharks look like shimmering flying manta rays, soaring high in the sky on magical currents. They have sharp fangs and horns, sharp spines on the edges of their bodies, and twisted, sickly yellow eyes and black holes. Screaming Sharks are not as powerful as Tzeentch Fire Elementals, but they can fly! This attribute makes them particularly difficult to deal with at this moment.
These Tzeentch demons are cunning and agile, sometimes gathering in groups, sometimes dispersing, swooping down on lone Space Marines from high altitudes, retreating after a strike, and running away after a touch, each time stripping off a piece of armor or leaving a scar on the Space Marine's power armor. They are almost immune to long-range weapons, and the damage caused by gunfire can be restored in a moment.
Several jump pack soldiers activated their jet packs and leapt from the battlefield, quickly rushing towards the group of screaming flying sharks, wielding chain swords and power swords, fighting with the blue demon manta rays, spraying molten flames to melt and exile them.
At least I'm not just passively taking a beating.
But the number of Space Marines is still decreasing!
The chief pastor's comrades fell one by one.
Master Tiefutu's heart was bleeding.
These were all given to him by the Khan as his brothers.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Tristan roared and swung his hammer in a circle.
The gap between this reincarnation is only 24 hours, but at this moment, every minute and every second seems to be extremely long. The Space Marines have no Holy Light to protect them. Facing these real and fake demons, long-range weapons cannot penetrate their defenses, and power armor cannot defend them. They can only use their own bodies to create killing opportunities for their comrades behind them.
A few high-level humanoid demons began to emerge from the pitch-black gate: Fate Peepers, Changelings, Instantaneous Lords, Transfiguration Warlocks... Before they even cast their magic, the attacks of the Horror Demons, Fire Demons, and Screaming Sharks on the battlefield were no longer chaotic, and their formations were no longer chaotic. They began to become organized, tactical, and coordinated...
The Tzeentchian army is building a grassroots command structure!
Tristan felt a hint of bitterness rising in his heart.
Only one-third of the soldiers in the Sixth Company are left.
"Sir, shall we retreat?"
The Sixth Company Captain asked in a low voice.
"Where else can we retreat to?"
Tristan responded with a breath,
"If we don't block them all at the entrance of the library now and allow them to enter the hive and slaughter humans and devour their souls at will, the Tzeentch army will grow even stronger and the situation will be out of control. We still have a chance..."
Tristan clenched the platinum magic hammer in his hand.
Then he raised his head suddenly and shouted loudly:
"The Empire is behind me, and humanity is behind me!"
"Never...never take a step back!"
"Punish the evildoers and wipe out the enemies!"
The remaining Space Marines responded with a battle cry.
The group of Tzeentch demons at the end of the bridge looked at this side coldly without saying a word. They had already formed a formation and were waiting for the Space Marines to charge forward and die in the face of the magic bombardment.
Demons are immune to ranged weapons, but Tzeentch demons are very good at various ranged magic. Space Marines who rush in front of them with melee weapons must endure several rounds of spell baptism.
But the Sixth Company had no choice. Now the Tzeentchian army was still being dragged here by them. If the demons were to disperse and enter the hive to kill indiscriminately, it would be even more out of control.
"Sixth Company, follow me."
Tristan held the war hammer in one hand and said solemnly:
"Charge!"
The jump pack soldiers leaped up, and the Space Marines followed the chief priest and rushed towards the group of demons. Their armor was tattered and charred, their faces were covered in blood and everyone was injured, but they still picked up their weapons and resolutely ran towards the enemy.
"Tsk... reckless man. Ignorant and fearless."
A changeling in the distance sneered disdainfully.
The face beneath the hood of the cloak could not be seen clearly.
I saw it gently raise one hand.
All kinds of strange and bizarre magic came crashing down in an instant: rays, flames, light waves, force fields... the colorful magical light engulfed the charging Space Marines and submerged them in a flashing explosion and smoke.
The psychic light slowly dissipated.
The broad steel bridge became empty.
Tristan was the only one left, holding his warhammer, standing alone and crooked in the middle of the bridge. He relied on the warhammer to support his body and not fall down. All around him were twisted and mutated corpses of Space Marines, lying in a circle around the chief priest.
Including the commander of the sixth company who fell.
At this point, the Sixth Company was completely wiped out.
"It's time to give up, human."
The Changeling spoke loudly:
"You are no match for the Lord of Change."
"Haha, you ants who try to resist fate are really overestimating your own abilities. You think you are fighting hard for that ridiculous corpse, for the so-called honor and faith, but you don't know that your failure has already been marked in the long river of fate. This is a doomed defeat!"
The Scout sat on a flying chariot and laughed. This chariot was made up of a Tzeentchian flying disc and two screaming flying sharks - the two screaming flying sharks acted as nags and pulled the Tzeentchian flying disc side by side. In addition, the Tzeentchian flying disc was actually a mutation of the screaming flying shark.
"Maybe someone can resist magic."
The changeling shrugged and said calmly,
"But no one can resist fate."
Tristan's helmet was already dented and deformed, and the field of view through the eyepiece was full of flashing snowflakes and unclear. The slender man twisted the helmet vigorously, pulled it off and threw it aside, then lowered his head helplessly. The bald head with black prayers branded on it was covered with bloodstains, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth, staining the black stubble on his chin red, and dripping onto the ground.
"Holy Light...Holy Light protects me..."
Tristan ignored the taunts of the Tzeentch demons.
He lowered his head, gasped for breath, and silently recited a prayer.
"Who is he praying to?"
The changeling turned around and asked.
"It seems that he is not the emperor..."
The fortune-snooper looked puzzled.
Tristan clenched the warhammer in his hand so tightly that the veins on his palm under the gauntlet bulged. The fragment of Naaru inlaid in the center of the square hammer head suddenly emitted a dazzling platinum light, and then he suddenly raised the warhammer high in one hand.
"Boom——"
The hammer sprayed a large platinum halo into the sky. The strong wind carried the holy light energy, swirling and spreading, shocking the entire army of Tzeentch demons to take a step back. The halo flowed down slowly like materialized rain, forming a hemispherical fountain.
The entire battlefield was covered in it.
"What kind of magic is this!?"
The changeling took two steps back and asked in horror.
"There is magic in this world that my Lord doesn't know about!"
The fortune-snooper muttered in amazement.
The battlefield, littered with corpses, was bathed in pure positive energy of warmth, justice, and kindness. With the sound of armor colliding, a Space Marine at the Chief Priest's feet slowly stood up with one hand, then picked up his weapon and held it tightly in his hand. The same scene continued, and all the Space Marines around stood up one after another.
The Sixth Company, all Space Marines.
Including those who just died and those who died previously.
Without a single one left behind, they all stood up.
The eyes of the Tzeentch demons were about to fall out.
He stared in amazement at this group of reborn Space Marines.
Tristan tried his best to cast the most famous and powerful holy light magic of the Paladin.
This is also the classic spell used by Anduin Wrynn in the CG of World of Warcraft.
Mass resurrection!
...
1. The spell of mass resurrection seems to have been deleted in subsequent versions of World of Warcraft because it was too abnormal, right?
(End of this chapter)