In front of the main door of the Church of Our Lady of Sorrow.
The two sides confronted each other with weapons.
The situation was tense and the atmosphere was full of gunpowder.
Alayah and Gray were ready for the massacre.
These humans who only had industrial-era weapons were not difficult enemies for them.
If necessary, they can be killed in a few minutes.
This is not because they are arrogant. Those who are selected into the exploration team are all the top elites of the empire.
He can face the great devil without changing his expression, and fight his way in and out of the endless demonic tide seven times.
Fortunately, Agammann remembered his Primarch's orders.
They came to this alien universe to carry out an exploration mission.
To colonize other universes for the empire and collect experimental data and intelligence, not to fight and kill here.
Under Agman's instruction, the accompanying mechanical priest spent some time deciphering the language of the alien world.
The mechanical priests who set out with the exploration team were also equipped with computing engines, becoming mobile human databases and super human brain computers.
Deciphering the language is not a difficult task for them.
The analysis can be completed as long as the corresponding model is established and enough data is collected.
After overcoming the language barrier, the two sides established preliminary communication.
In the center of the town, Agammann, Valerian and Celestine, who were regarded as representatives, sat at a huge long table.
The captain of the town's guard and representatives from the demon hunter organization composed of time travelers sat opposite them.
As the captain of the Ultramarines' First Company and Calgar's successor, Agammann possesses an outstanding diplomatic talent.
Perhaps it was inherited from his genetic father.
It could also be his innate talent.
But no matter what, he used this talent to get the information he wanted.
This is a polluted world.
Chaos has invaded here.
And there was a group of people in front of him who also came from other universes.
From their words, Agman concluded that they were definitely not from the Human Empire.
This indeed proves that the Primarch's plan is feasible.
There is a universe outside the universe.
When the time is right, the Human Empire may be able to launch another Great Crusade, just like it did ten thousand years ago, and bring all those universes under the control of the Empire.
Of course, the day when this idea comes true is still a long way off.
The human empire can't even take control of the galaxy now.
To colonize other universes seems like a pipe dream.
But Agman believed that as long as there was a great imperial regent leading the country, that day would surely come.
"Who are you? Are you the natives of this universe?" Qiu Chen, one of the demon hunter representatives, looked at the group of people in front of him who claimed to be from the empire.
As a time traveler from the information age, Qiu Chen could tell at a glance that the armor on these people was the crystallization of technology.
I once thought that this was a world of steampunk and strange fog.
It's like the weird Western world in the movies where people wear cowboy suits and shoot demons in the head with revolvers.
Now it seems that it was simply because they, the time travelers, were weak and unable to develop high technology.
The Mechanical Priest translated Qiu Chen's words and explained them to Celestine and others.
The language barrier is a big problem.
Even within the Empire, there are huge differences in language between different star regions.
Not to mention this place that seems to be in an alien universe.
The language systems of the two sides are completely different.
It can only be translated by the Mechanical Priest.
Others are also learning about this world's universe quickly.
All but Valyrian were modified with the Empire's most advanced technology, with their own combat engines and databases.
Learning a language is not a difficult task for them.
After receiving the data from the Mechanical Priest, several of them quickly became familiar with the other party's language.
However, they did not make it public, and pretended that they needed the Mechanical Priest to translate.
It is necessary to hide your shortcomings, which may bring unexpected gains.
"Not sure yet." Agman answered very cautiously and did not want to reveal too much about the Empire's plans to explore the alien universe.
"Where is your starship?" another demon hunter asked, "Perhaps you can save us from this world. This place has been shrouded in fog. Those monsters and demons will devour everything one day."
Hearing this, the other demon hunters also looked at this strange group of people.
They come from different worlds and have different cultures.
The only thing they have in common is that those worlds have gotten rid of ignorance, entered the industrial age or the interstellar age, and have a certain understanding of the stars and the universe.
Many time travelers firmly believe that the place they are in is just a star in the universe.
If one day they could enter space, perhaps they could escape from this doomsday-like world.
And the group of people in front of them might be their saviors.
"I'm sorry, we don't have a starship. We came here by another means." Valerian said tactfully, his eyes fixed on the group of people he was negotiating with.
He read a lot of books when he was in the palace.
There is a section on psychology and micro-expressions.
He could read the answers he needed from the expressions of these people.
Few people could deceive a scholar-guard, and Valerian could always tell whether the other party's words were true or false from the tiny details.
Hearing that there was no starship, Qiu Chen continued to ask, "Then what is your purpose in coming here?"
"Exploration." Agman said, "According to the will of a great man, the empire needs to explore more areas."
"Are you going to invade here? Do you want to make this place your colony?" a demon hunter asked vigilantly. This sentence made the originally calm negotiations become subtle again.
"Right now, our mission is just exploration," Agerman said. "Besides that, we have no intention of starting a war. Moreover, all humans have an obligation to be loyal to the Empire. We will bring stability and a future to this world."
"Sorry, we will not pledge allegiance to an empire whose details we do not know." Another demon hunter shrugged. "An arrogant person established an empire and then asked all humans to submit. This tone is very much like a dictator."
"Be respectful, stranger, I don't want to be violent with you." Gray, who was standing aside, was furious. The other party was blaspheming the great regent and emperor, an unforgivable crime.
"A woman, do you think you can beat me?" The demon hunter lifted up his windbreaker, revealing a huge revolver hanging at his waist, with various runes and a petal etched on the revolver.
"You can try it. I'm not that conservative. I'm a man who advocates equality between men and women, so I don't follow the rule of not killing women."
"Let your family prepare to cry, because they will get a dead body." Gray raised her grenade launcher and said angrily.
"That's enough." Agman stood up and stopped Grey to avoid further escalation of the conflict.
The demon hunter was also persuaded by his companions.
When something like this happens, there is naturally no need to continue the negotiations.
Representatives from both sides suggested that perhaps they should calm down.
To be on the safe side, Agerman and others took control of the church.
According to several think tanks accompanying them, as long as they performed the necessary rituals, they would be able to re-enter the warp road and embark on their return journey.
Agman and the others gathered together and held a brief meeting before looking for other people, trying to gather more intelligence or find resources so that the Mechanical Priest could start building fortifications.
Each mechanical priest carries a large amount of technological knowledge and is a mobile version of the STC.
As long as they have enough resources, they can build various facilities and establish outposts needed for the empire.
An outpost would allow them to take more initiative.
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On the other side of town.
The demon hunters gathered together.
"They give me a very strange feeling." A senior demon hunter said, "They are definitely from some interstellar civilization. And I suspect they are lying. There must be their warships above the fog in the sky."
"So what if there is!
They don't want to take us away." Another demon hunter said, "This world is rotten, and the people who manipulate this world should ask my good neighbor Spider-Man to come here instead of looking for me."
"They must have other intentions in coming here. If we know their purpose, we may be able to make a deal."
“Question, how do you know what they want??”
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Many demon hunters were chatting with each other.
The worlds they live in have many anime themes about time travel.
The protagonist is summoned by a god from another world, and he levels up, fights monsters, beats up bosses, marries a princess, and reaches the peak of his life.
Life is definitely much better than in the original world.
Every time traveler who comes here will have one of the three major illusions in life in the early stage.
That is to feel that you are the destined protagonist of this world.
I feel like the guy who traveled through time before me is just my supporting character.
But in fact, time travel is not a fun thing.
Those stories are lies.
No one can kill the boss instantly with a group of women who can only whimper and call each other "Obasan".
Every battle requires all your strength to survive.
Only those who have never been to the battlefield think the battlefield is romantic.
Only those who have not traveled through time would think that it is fun to hold a big sword and fight against those indescribable monsters.
Qiu Chen just felt that this kind of life was terrible.
You have to watch your companions die and find yourself in a desperate situation. No matter how hard you try, you cannot change your fate of inevitable failure.
Every time I get hurt, it hurts. It’s not as nonchalant as in novels or anime.
When he first traveled through time, Qiu Chen also thought he was the protagonist.
But after being beaten again and again, he has realized that he is just an ordinary person with a little willpower and luck.
He didn't have any good ideas for those people who were dressed strangely.
We know very little information. We only know that the other party is from a so-called human empire and was assigned to this world to carry out an exploration mission.
"Let's observe them first. We also need to send people to notify the demon hunters in other towns and ask them to be prepared." An elder among the demon hunters stepped forward, stopped everyone from talking meaninglessly, and made arrangements.
The elder traveled to this world at the age of twenty-five and lived here for nearly fifty years.
He is nearly 70 years old, his hair is already gray, and he is wearing simple linen clothes. His bulging muscles are clearly visible.
The exposed bodies were basically covered with various scars.
They were all left behind when exploring dangerous areas and can be said to be some kind of medals of honor.
No one had any objection to the elders' arrangement.
Being able to live long in this world is a manifestation of ability.
Both his hunting skills and spirit are top-notch.
Those weaklings will only lose all their sanity after repeated deaths and then become monsters.
Many time travelers became monsters.
After a weak-willed time traveler dies several times, his sanity will collapse and he will become a monster.
The elder arranged the work for everyone, and Qiu Chen was given a task to go to other towns to report the news.
This means he needs to enter the fog danger zone.
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There is constant war in the galaxy.
Guilliman set out again and swept away all enemies who tried to stop him with his unstoppable force.
Any resistance from the corrupt nobles was insignificant.
It would be easily shattered under Guilliman's invincible fist.
Considering that the enemies in many worlds are not strong.
The huge expeditionary fleet was divided into several battle groups by Guilliman in order to quickly wipe out the enemies.
He himself led an army towards the Eye of Terror.
Cawl sent him a message and obtained knowledge of the Webway from the Void Dragon.
This is part of the plan.
And now, he had to carry out another part of the plan, which was to find a way to go to the Eye of Terror and obtain the Eldar's knowledge about the Webway.
Humans cannot simply copy the answers given by the Eldar or the Star Gods.
That would be too risky.
The Eldar are allies at this stage, but there are no eternal allies in the galaxy, and no one knows when this alliance will be overthrown.
Not to mention the Void Dragon, which regards the flesh, blood and souls of living things as food.
If we are not careful, humans will be eaten up by him.
It is necessary to beware of it.
When the old Prophet Eldrar learned that Guilliman was preparing to march towards the Eye of Terror, he sent his own representative, an Eldar seer named Natas.
The Eldar prophet claimed that he would guide Guilliman to a safer path to the fallen planet of Lore.
No matter how careful he was, Guilliman's entry into the Eye of Terror was equivalent to exposing himself to the sight of several corrupted primarchs.
If they are not careful, humans will lose their savior.
"You are indeed doing something dangerous." Natus sat on a chair in Guilliman's private room. "The Eye of Terror is an absolute nightmare. Only Chaos seekers and madmen would enter it."
"I have no choice." Guilliman stared at the projection in front of him, which showed a dead planet with a webway on that planet. That webway led to the Eye of Terror. As long as he could kill his way through that road, he could enter the Eye of Terror.
"I don't know how long my father can hold on. That power is about to crush him. When he can no longer control that power, the God-Emperor will be born, and a new God will appear in the galaxy. That would be a nightmare for all of us."
"My father is an obstacle to humanity, but also its only shield. I must find a completely new path for humanity before the shield collapses."
Guilliman's words were sincere. They were his true thoughts, but not all of his thoughts.
He did want to find a way for humanity, but the Webway was not the way he wanted.
The Warp Firewall is that path.
The stamp of thought is flowing among the loyalists of the Empire, human lighthouses are being built, galaxies are being lit up one after another, weakening the influence of the warp on the real universe.
Various buildings containing wonderful technologies are taking shape in the factories on Mars.
A firewall is a very large and complex project, and the technology required is extremely sophisticated.
Without the help of the database, Guilliman doubted whether he would have been able to gain the knowledge to build the firewall.
If this plan succeeds, humans will be free from the control of the gods.
The prerequisite is to succeed. Once it is destroyed, all previous efforts will be wasted.
The Battle of the Nachmond Corridor was a cover, the Webway Project was a cover, the Lighthouse Positioning Project was a cover, and even the Alien Universe Project served to distract the gods' attention.
The complicated plan concealed the true purpose. Even Cawl only knew that Guilliman had a big plan, but he was not clear about the details and didn't know how he would achieve it.
Guilliman had no intention of being open and honest with his Eldar allies.
Natus looked at Guilliman and asked, "Do you think your father will become a new god if he loses control?"
"This is inevitable. Humanity's worship of him for thousands of years and the souls of countless warriors who died shouting his name have gathered around him. Faith and heroic spirits are increasing his power, but this power is uncontrollable. The Emperor is very powerful, but he cannot control the fanatical faith of a race and countless souls. The damage caused by Horus and the long ten thousand years have made him fragmented, and the remaining humanity resists his divinity. However, he cannot resist forever. His divinity is increasing, while his humanity is weakening. Just like the god who destroyed your race, once the Emperor dies and the God-Emperor is born, it will induce mankind to move towards even more extreme madness."
"When I entered the subspace, I had a conversation with him. He gave me the coordinates of another universe and told me that he had already exerted influence on other universes. I don't know whether it was his counterattack strategy or his desire for faith. If it was the latter, then his danger level would be even higher, and I would have even less time."
"To be honest, I am very curious about one thing. What exactly does the Emperor look like to you Eldar in the Warp?"
Guilliman rotated the holographic projection, answering Natus' questions while assessing the dangers of the journey.
As long as the four gods do not take action personally, Guilliman is still very confident in those demon primarchs.
He punched Angron, kicked Fulgrim, beat Perturabo, and threw the charlatan Lorgar to the ground with his shoulders.
After mastering Terra, his power of control became stronger and stronger.
With the support of the entire empire, he reached an incredible level of power. Ordinary big demons were no match for him at all.
Unless the Four Gods take action personally, Guilliman is still quite confident about his journey in the Eye of Terror.
Natas was silent for a moment before he spoke: "To be honest, we rarely sense Terra. When our souls roamed the warp, Terra was a black hole that swallowed everything. Any spirit or other things that entered this black hole would be swallowed up. Even the thread of our predicted destiny was completely swallowed up. Her existence cannot be seen. Some prophets say that she is fragmented. If her fragments can be reassembled, perhaps she will have the power to overwhelm the warp."
"My think tank said that he was a light, too bright to look directly at. The Astronomican was just a device to guide her will. They could feel her roar and anger. Whenever they looked at the Astronomican, they could feel her pain and gaze."
"Maybe it's the difference between our races." Natas said, "She is light to you, but a black hole to us."