Warhammer: The Worst Start There Is (40k)

Chapter 323: Sanguinius kills Dr. Manhattan in seconds (please subscribe)

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Modern astronomers are able to calculate the age of the universe using the Hubble constant and Doppler's equation.

The age of the universe is between 13.7 billion and 14.3 billion years.

This is an unimaginable time scale.

Not to mention individual humans, even the evolution time of an entire race cannot reach even a fraction of it.

If we start counting from single cells, it can only be considered a fraction of the total.

Even those who claim to be eternal and inanimate would find it difficult to survive such a terrifying time scale.

In such a long period of time, who can imagine what kind of geniuses have been born in this universe.

Who could have imagined how glorious those civilizations had become

The things that time has submerged are more bizarre and incredible than the craziest and most outrageous imagination of mankind.

Ancient ruins left behind by ancient civilizations whose names have long been lost in the river of time are still in operation.

The great orbiter, driven by means unknown to Abaddon, swung silently around the massive blue dwarf.

Those metal creations shaped like planets are fixed on orbiters and move along predetermined trajectories.

Abaddon boarded a fighter plane, took his confidants and Vashtor to the huge orbiter.

The closer they got to the orbiter, the more Abaddon and his companions felt their own insignificance.

It can be clearly seen through the scan of the fighter jet.

The orbiter's exterior is made of gray metal that reflects bright starlight.

The surface is etched with gorgeous geometric patterns.

After a comprehensive analysis of the scanned data information, it was found that the substances that constitute gray metal are not within the scope of human cognition.

The fighter plane entered the orbiter's interior through the huge gap in the orbiter that was large enough to pass through the entire planet.

The huge orbiter rotates like a ring, slowly turning with the blue dwarf as its anchor point.

Every ring is in perfect proportion.

"What a magnificent building." exclaimed a wizard who followed Abaddon.

Abaddon mentally agreed with this exclamation.

He might never be able to build such a magnificent building in his entire lifetime.

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The fighter plane placed Abaddon and his party on a huge protruding platform.

There was no way to go any further.

Some mysterious force blocked the space, forming a quagmire-like space protection.

The deeper you get into it, the more difficult it becomes to move forward.

After entering the first ring, no matter how the fighter accelerates, the ubiquitous tension of space will offset it.

To do this, they could only walk from the first ring on the outside to find the artifact that Vashtor mentioned.

The fighter planes were parked on a huge platform.

As Abaddon walked down, he found the place to be incredibly vast.

It is equivalent to the scale of the grand military parade that the Emperor held in Ullanor in the past.

At that time, the Mechanicus mobilized countless manpower and material resources to level the entire planet and create a perfect parade ground.

That was the pinnacle of the Great Crusade.

Many Primarchs worked together to destroy the Orc Empire.

There the Emperor announced his withdrawal from the Great Crusade and proclaimed Horus its Warmaster.

Recalling that memory still made Abaddon feel a little excited.

Soon, he suppressed these emotions again.

What’s past is past.

There is no need to talk or reminisce.

The quaint, lightless platform is connected to a huge gray corridor.

The majestic scale makes people wonder whether the creator of this relic is one of those Titan monsters that only appear in myths.

In this place where technological creations cannot be used to travel, the power of the subspace is not restricted.

Wizards use their powers to warp the fabric of space and time, shortening the distance they have to travel.

The majestic corridor was extremely dark, without any light at all, and they could only rely on the light sources they carried with them to illuminate it.

The first thing that catches your eye is the strange sculptures and murals.

It was carved based on the image of the creator of the ruins.

The wizards did some research on it and it became clear that the sculptures were meant to commemorate the heroes of their race, just like humans.

The murals depict their history.

In a world where 90 percent of the world is covered by ocean, a civilization was born.

Unlike humans, a purely terrestrial race, the main body of that civilization is an amphibious intelligent creature.

They built cities in coastal areas and established the rudiments of civilization.

The ignorant civilization is like a baby, growing slowly with the passage of time, from the tribal age to the fishing age, to the industrial age, and then to the information age and the space age, constantly developing.

During this period, they had disagreements, fights, and various debates on social ideologies just like human beings.

There are also various heroic characters appearing.

They finally achieved brilliant success.

They are able to build huge celestial structures and tame the stars and the various rules of the universe for their own use.

However, in that horrific war that affected the entire universe.

They are just floating duckweed that can hardly protect themselves.

It can be easily overturned in the great waves of the times.

This majestic building is more like a tomb they built for themselves than a relic.

Those murals carry everything that has ever happened to them.

When intelligent creatures come here, they will know that such a race once existed.

"In the face of time, such a god-like civilization is so powerless. It is really sad that it has left only a trace of the existence of its race in this way." A sage of the Dark Mechanicus shook his head and sighed.

Every civilization thinks it is unique.

They believe that they are better than their predecessors who have been buried by time and can escape their predetermined fate.

In the end, they will finally realize their own powerlessness.

We can only use the most primitive way to leave traces of civilization in the universe.

"That's why people long for eternity. No one is willing to be forgotten, to have their achievements unknown, and to have their kingdom destroyed. You know."

"Speed up." Abaddon interrupted Vashtor's long speech, "Whether those guys die or not has nothing to do with us. Finding that artifact is our most important task."

Abaddon was ready for battle.

Based on past experience, he knew that such artifacts often had powerful guardians.

The result was surprising; this ancient relic had no guardian.

The only special thing is the anchor teleportation rune carved at the end of the corridor.

Once activated, infusing them with the power of the Warp can teleport them to the location of other anchor teleport runes.

These anchor teleportation runes made Abaddon and the others move much faster.

They soon reached the innermost area.

With the wizard's prophetic ability, he easily found the artifact mentioned by Vashtor.

The process is shockingly simple.

A trident shining with azure light.

The runes etched on it are obscure and difficult to understand, but they possess mysterious magical powers.

It was placed in the majestic temple, in front of the statues of gods belonging to the clan of the ruins creators.

When Abaddon held it in his hand, the surprise in his heart was indescribable.

He never thought that he would get the artifact he wanted like this.

The temple is full of records about the trident.

The wise men of that mysterious race used their wisdom to figure out the knowledge to fight against the gods of the Warp.

And used this knowledge to forge a weapon.

One mural depicts a mountain of corpses.

An alien holding a trident stood on top of the pile of corpses, like a demon fighting in blood.

The Witherer cleverly used the halo behind his head to announce that the corpses were the gods worshipped by mortals.

Unfortunately, this powerful weapon was ultimately unable to restore the shattered civilization.

In the last mural, the priests placed the weapon in the temple of the civilization's tomb, treating it as a burial object and also as a kind of inheritance to prove the civilization's achievements, telling future generations that they had achieved such an achievement.

The purpose of creating this tomb is to let later races know of their existence.

To this end, the designer did not design any traps or mechanisms.

This approach avoids the damage caused by violently breaking the trap mechanism, thus preserving the integrity of the historical murals.

The designer has thought very carefully.

There are no traps inside.

There is only that black hole outside.

Only a civilization with sufficiently powerful technology can see through the black hole and have the courage to pass through and find this ancient relic.

Unfortunately, they were unable to foresee what would happen so far into the future.

Vashtor assisted the barbaric Abaddon in easily breaking through their tactics used to scare off weaker civilizations.

Abaddon had no intention of studying the history of this ancient race.

He's just a brutal Chaos warlord.

Got the artifact he wanted.

He just wanted to return to the galaxy and let those guys know that the Great Predator was back.

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After leaving the Cancerous Legion, Abaddon has been wandering the fringes of the galaxy.

A lot of information is not timely.

When he got the artifact and returned to the galaxy, he learned that Yog-Sothoth's clone had been defeated by Guilliman.

The cancerous army was surrounded and wiped out by Calgar, suffering heavy casualties.

All the good situation that had previously been going on was gone.

The occupied planets were also spit out one by one, and now they can only retreat to the Cadia Fortress to avoid being recaptured by the Empire.

From some of his confidants, Abaddon also learned that the Cancer Legion was trying to win over many aliens that were being hunted by the Empire.

"Nothing more than that." Abaddon sneered after hearing the news.

At the beginning, his attitude was so arrogant. He humiliated Abaddon and his subordinates in every way, mocking them for being defeated by the Human Empire because they were too weak.

They still thought they were so powerful, but in front of the empire, they were still beaten and fled.

"Dorn and Calgar are mobilizing their forces to prepare for the assault on the Cadia Fortress. The Cancer Legion has persuaded the Undead and many aliens to form an alliance to fight against the Empire. Even those savage green-skinned orcs are said to have launched a fierce attack on the human empire under the leadership of their emperor."

"The Emperor of the Orcs?" Abaddon extracted the key words from his subordinates' reports.

"Yes, Bonebreaker has become the emperor of the orcs." The subordinate said, "The green-skinned orcs are constantly gathering together, and it is very likely that an unprecedented chaos will break out."

Abaddon was silent for a moment, then gave another cruel smile.

The Eye of Terror does not need two masters.

"I hate that bastard Calgar, but now he has a good use." Abaddon stretched out his hand and summoned a holographic projection of the Cadia Fortress.

After the planet fell, it was corrupted by the tides of the Warp.

Several demon princes are entrenched on it.

But now, it should have been taken away by the cancer army.

"I once swore to repay you for the shame of the past." Abaddon said word by word, his finger passed across the holographic projection, and a hidden subspace path became a red line emerging in the holographic projection.

Abaddon has commanded an entirely new legion.

But he had no intention of consuming it on the cancerous army.

Calgar is a great one to take advantage of.

The problem is how to get this information into the hands of the other party.

When the leader of the Cancer Legion, Mar-Vell, sees the Imperial Army suddenly appearing behind them, his expression must be very interesting.

Soon, Abaddon had a careful plan.

That fool Calgar would angrily follow the clues he gave and rush towards the Cadia Fortress.

When the cancerous army has suffered heavy casualties, it is time for you to take revenge.

"I hope you won't let me down." Abaddon looked at the trident beside him.

I have wasted so much time on this thing, and I hope I can get the result I want.

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Oa Star.

The headquarters of the Guardians of the Universe.

At this moment, an unprecedented massacre is breaking out here.

Bruce and Superboy-Prime, with hideous smiles on their faces, were slaughtering those blue-skinned, big-headed guardians.

The Guardians created the Green Lantern Corps.

But they themselves do not possess much powerful power.

The source of power for the Seven Rings, the emotional spectrum, also fell into Bruce's hands.

To fight the Empire's invasion, the League sends Bruce and Superboy-Prime to Oa for more help.

With Barbatos's instigation, Bruce easily got Superboy-Prime to his side.

You know, Superboy-Prime's power is no less than that of Superman Gold.

Freezing the Pacific Ocean is a piece of cake.

One breath can extinguish a star.

The combat power is off the charts.

How could the Guardian of the Universe be a match

With the emotional spectrum, Bruce set out to build his own army.

The emotional spectrum represents the seven emotional capacities common to all life in the universe.

It is also the creative force of the multiverse.

The Green Lantern Corps is able to possess such great power because they are able to leverage the power of the emotional spectrum using their rings and lanterns.

Barbatos taught Bruce another way to use the emotional spectrum.

That is to collect the emotions of living things and use despair, fear, death, etc. to create demons.

In this way, he had an immortal army.

The war between the Alliance and the Empire will be the key to this plan.

This unprecedented war that affects other parallel universes will inevitably lead to the death of a large number of lives. The despair and fear they exude before death will be the best material for Bruce.

Before leaving for Oa, Bruce did one more thing.

That is to leak the information about the existence of the Injustice League to the Empire.

The reaction from the Empire was just as he had guessed.

The giant with white wings soon appeared with his army near the headquarters of the Injustice League.

PS: I have tried my best and will pay back 4,000 first.