Chapter 472 Ghost Signal

What is more frustrating than failure itself is "I could have".

This sentence is like a deep curse tormenting Cawl's soul. After surviving the explosion on Mars, his mind has been shrouded in the shadow of despair.

The return of the two Primarchs brought hope of revival to the slowly dying human empire. The conquered bio-transfer engine technology allowed the empire to have its own stable super-light speed navigation means. The stars retreated, the Emperor appeared, and the revival of mankind has never been so close to him...

But at this juncture, the Great Devourer came.

"It only takes 80... no, it only takes 50 years. With the support of Regent Guilliman, I only need 50 years to popularize the stable bio-transfer engine to various important imperial star regions and let the empire truly get rid of the shackles of the warp..." Looking at the fragmented Mars in the sky, Cawl's mechanical arm clenched tightly.

Let alone 50 years, the Great Devourer didn't even give him 5 years.

In the 70th year of the 40th millennium, the stars disappeared and the fierce dragon crossed the river.

The Tyranid swarms that covered the sky and the sun waded through the outer abyss and officially invaded the solar star region. The tentacles of the hive mind rushed straight to Terra. Under the leadership of Robert Guilliman, the great Patriotic War officially began.

At the same time, another tentacle of the hive mind reached out to Faya, but he was unlucky. Faya had moved away, and even the black hole formed by the collapse of the star was used as a projectile to be launched. Now there is only an empty void at the original site of Faya.

Unlike the human empire that swore to defend Terra, the human federation was not very enthusiastic about fighting the worms. The main strategic policy of the Truth Order can be summarized as the following four points:

Collapse, retreat, sell, and escape.

Faced with the endless impact of the worm tide, one by one, the human colonies chose to close the ball. They directly used the Colossus weapon, the Angel of Peace, to seal the entire planet, leaving Tyranids with a fragrant nut that could not be cracked.

If Guilliman asked, Grey Wind would not mind lending him two Angels of Peace, but unfortunately the empire could not copy this anti-worm strategy at all.

Most of the colonies of the Human Empire are highly specialized in their functionality. The Hive Planets rely on the food of the Agricultural Planets, the Agricultural Planets rely on the fertilizers of the Industrial World, the Industrial World relies on the raw materials of the Resource Planets, and the Resource Planets rely on the equipment maintenance of the Mechanical Order and the labor provided by the Hive...

Different types of planets depend on each other. This is the current situation of the Human Empire. Once the subspace storm blows, the connection between different planets is cut off, and the collapsed supply chain will bring unimaginable social crises and famine.

For this reason, Cawl attaches so much importance to stable superluminal jump technology.

Thanks to advanced technology, every planet in the Human Federation can be self-sufficient. Being locked up in the Angel of Peace and losing contact with the outside world will only make the types of food more monotonous, and there will never be a situation of not being full.

The Human Federation has plenty of time and resources to spend with the Great Devourer.

Of course, the strategy of the Truth Order is not to retreat completely. While the colonies are being closed by the Angel of Peace, the engineers and automatic machines in the giant docks are working overtime in the time acceleration environment. They are carrying out the construction of the last giant structural project of the Human Federation in this universe-the [Star Devourer Overlord]-class super flagship.

Because the specifications of this giant ship are so huge that even the giant docks cannot undertake the responsibility of building its keel, each dock can only be responsible for the construction of a core component, and after completion, it will be assembled on the black hole horizon.

The planets closed by the Angel of Peace are like glowing beans scattered in the Milky Way, and the Pac-Man named Star Devourer has not been born yet.

Russell can't get involved in either the construction of the Star Devourer or the deployment of the Angel of Peace. Fortunately, his main job now is relatively simple and crude, and it is also relatively simple to execute.

The naval fleet of the Human Federation is all concentrated in the Quiet Black Domain to protect the shipyard. Only a small number of people follow Russell, driving the Burning Heaven Divine Soldier to shuttle through space and light up the stars in the Far East Star Domain one by one. Today is the same.

In the first year of the full invasion of the Tyranid Swarm, Russell drove the Burning Heaven Divine Soldier to end the jump.

What appeared in the field of vision were groups of ether dragons, flying in the starry sky trying to open the locked planets of the Angel of Peace.

Russell did not slack off or hesitate. Under the protection of powerful psychic energy, the Burning God Soldier passed through the violent swarm of insects and came to the center of the galaxy. The star blaster executed the launch command and directly detonated the star in front of him.

The ether giant worm wearing dragon scale armor was not afraid of supernova explosions, but under the superposition of time and space fuse, the gamma-ray bursts that lasted for months concentrated in the same second to burst out all the energy, instantly dissolving and melting the swarm of insects in the sky. Russell closed his eyes, as if he heard the curses of the Great Devourer in the Sea of ​​Souls.

It seemed that even the will of the hive thought he was too extreme. The first thing this guy who couldn't afford to play chess did was to smash the chessboard on his opponent's head.

Russell turned a deaf ear to this and continued to drive the Burning God Soldier to the next galaxy where the swarm of insects gathered.

His strategy was simple. Wherever the swarm of insects went, the Burning God Soldier would explode there. Wherever it passed, it would only leave a sea of ​​​​hot fire. There was nothing else. It was so simple that there was no strategy. The track across the starry sky strung together into a brilliant firework

"When was the last time I did something like this?" Russell stared at the particle storms and dazzling supernovas rushing in the starry sky, and was a little dazed for a moment.

He didn't stay in a daze for long, and saw a few more pieces of daylight at the end of his vision. They were other Burning God Soldiers of the Truth Order, who were heading to various parts of the galaxy under the control of the crew, using starbursts to literally ignite the sea of ​​stars.

"I have thought about building something." Russell whispered to the Gray Wind process beside him: "But in the end, I still have to destroy everything with my own hands."

Just like destroying the universe where the previous federation was located.

"What has happened will happen again." Gray Wind said softly: "What has been done will be done again."

"I didn't expect to hear this from you." Russell laughed, set the next navigation point, and waited for the next brilliant star explosion.

No matter what the final result will be, Russell is ready to send the Great Devourer and the Thinker on the road together, and Gray Wind is willing to accompany him to do all this crazy things until the end of the universe.

But accidents always happen after people have made difficult mental preparations.

After once again burning a swarm of insects at the cost of destroying a star, Russell's Burning Heaven Divine Soldiers suddenly received a mysterious signal from an unknown source.

A ghost signal whose coding logic made Grey Wind feel extremely familiar.

[We need to talk. ]

The greeting of the Rectification Protocol danced on the holographic image.