The cross-universe war unfolds in a form that ordinary people can't imagine.
Many times, the appearance of imperial troops often represents the final harvest rather than the early conquest.
More preliminary work was done by local indigenous people.
Relevant intelligence gathering, elimination of key figures who might cause obstacles, and destruction of the local military defense system were all done by the indigenous people themselves.
Ambitious natives would gain points by completing tasks assigned by the empire, and then use the points to exchange for things in the hands of the empire.
There are many things that can be exchanged.
Even the fragments of divinity that the natives desire most, which can enable them to become gods, are there.
Those gods who were killed were often sent to the empire's factories for dissection and research.
Naturally, the Empire also did some research on the so-called divinity and divinity of those gods.
Simply put, divinity is a natural modifier that modifies the data of the cosmic background.
For example, the so-called divine fragments of the God of Thunder are a typical directional modifier.
Automatically converts the absorbed subspace energy into thunder, which is then released by the user.
This thing is almost the same as the skill module of Heart of Empire in terms of principle.
However, the natives were not aware of this, but instead stubbornly believed that those so-called divine fragments were extremely mysterious, possessed supreme power, and were their path to the gods.
In fact, if the empire wanted, the factory could even mass-produce those so-called gods.
The only thing you need to invest is resources and manpower.
Nothing is mysterious. If you think something is mysterious, you should think about whether you are too ignorant.
The creators behind the 03 Universe Reincarnation Game disassembled such technology and packaged it as so-called talent.
Players can gain divinity by gathering all their talents and completing the job transfer tasks.
Such means are extremely crude in the eyes of the empire's high-level technical sages.
However, those players enjoy it and believe it is a path to evolution and transcendence.
He was crazy and wanted to improve his level. He collected fragments everywhere and thought he could transcend and become a god.
Those players were no different from the victims of the colonists in the New World who exchanged glass beads for gold, spices, and slaves.
There are always people who laugh at the stupidity of those people in the feudal era, but they don’t know that they are also among the stupid people.
What’s even more frightening is that the so-called growth and transcendence merely make the players themselves more delicious food.
The empire uses points to hire local natives to work for it, and then lets them use the points to buy items from it.
This shameless method was also learned from the reincarnation game.
It's really a sure win deal.
The empire acted as both referee and banker, while the natives, who were the players, were completely controlled.
The natives had no idea of the cost of making the props.
A prop can bring a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand times the return to the empire.
To recruit an imperial soldier, compensation must be made to the local area and resources must be spent to purchase weapons and equipment. If the soldier is killed or retired, the empire must also bear the subsequent compensation and relief.
Those players don't want compensation, nor do they want any promises from the Empire.
They fought bravely for those points, and even if they died in battle or became disabled, they would never complain about the empire, only hating themselves for not being careful enough.
It’s not that the Empire has to follow the inhumane and irresponsible practices of the reincarnation game, it’s mainly because it’s really delicious.
Those player tools are really awesome.
If we don't exploit them well, it will definitely be a huge loss.
In Universe 04 and 05, a simple prop can allow a person to easily sell out the intelligence of his own world and willingly become a spy for the Empire.
They can even be hired to kill those who might hinder the expansion of the empire, weakening the defenses of the universe itself so that the empire can enter it smoothly.
Warp demons are restricted by the rules of the real universe.
Imperial personnel are also restricted when entering other universes.
Unless they use a completed inter-universe tunnel to enter, they can only use the devil's methods to enter different universes.
If the natives did not cooperate, the price the empire would have to pay to conquer a world would be unimaginable.
Putting down the doll in his hand, Dorn looked up at the huge factory.
The interior space of the factory is very large and is filled with all kinds of strange machines.
The huge machines stretched out in long rows, like huge metal mountains.
The piston device performs the same action over and over again, moving back and forth with a roar.
Endless energy pipelines, interspersed with countless panels and gauges.
Runes shining with witch light shone around the furnace.
Technicians put the collected special substances into the furnace, and then purify, dilute and mix them.
The cultivated psychic materials were also sent to complex machines to be cut and woven into rabbit dolls.
According to different sizes, they are divided into rabbit baron, rabbit duke, rabbit earl, rabbit marquis, rabbit duke and rabbit king.
In addition, there are Bunny Leader (Rebels), Bunny General (Rebels), Bunny Commander (Rebels), Bunny Soldier (Rebels), and Bunny Farmer (Rebels).
The two series are completely different. The higher the title of the noble series, the larger the size.
The lower the status of the Resistance series, the larger the size.
After the dolls are made, they will be classified and sent to different areas through the assembly line.
Inject the prepared special substances into the woven dolls to give them special abilities.
The prop sought after by players - the bunny doll has been completed.
After quality inspection and sampling, they can be sent to other universes and circulated as props.
For the indigenous people, these props can only be created by God.
Such mystery, and the power of rules.
To the Empire, they were just cheap assembly-line products.
Who would think that a few assembly line props with a range of only a few meters or tens of meters could change the situation on the battlefield?
After one round of artillery fire, the area within a radius of thousands of kilometers will be reduced to charcoal.
What’s the use of props with a range of several meters or dozens of meters
Those natives were obsessed with becoming so-called gods, which doomed them to sorrow.
Even those special rule-based props that were born from the remnants of civilization are not considered powerful things in the eyes of higher-level civilizations and chaos gods.
That stuff is just like coal and oil dug out from planets.
Those special rule-based props are just a kind of high-level resource for the empire.
Can you rule the world by digging up diamonds, oil and coal
If not, why do you think you can rule the world with just a few gadgets
Those civilizations have been destroyed.
What can the remnants they leave behind change
It's like the burial objects of an ancient king.
At most, it can only change a person's destiny and help him escape from his original poverty and sorrow.
But if it is placed in a civilization, it is destined that nothing can be changed.
No country or dynasty will become powerful because of the burial objects of an ancient king.
Those rule-based props formed by the remnants of civilization are no different from those burial objects.
There are limits to what they can change.
From a personal perspective, those burial objects are very useful. They can be treated as antiques, sold for a good price, and change one's own destiny.
From the perspective of a country or a force, those burial objects are useless and the wealth they bring is illusory.
This is why rule-based props are useless against the Empire.
The gaps between civilizations and the different levels they are at lead to different cognitions.
After listening to the report given by his supervisor, Dorn fell into deep thought.
Although Guilliman only asked him to go to various colonized universes to build fortresses and fortresses.
In fact, it also means that he should consolidate the empire's logistics.
This is why the fog-shrouded Universe 01 would be his first stop.
Guilliman needs him to ensure production here.
The abilities of these items are of little use to Imperial forces.
The range of action is too small.
The range of action is large, and the side effects are also large.
In addition, the empire has no shortage of means of attack.
These props are naturally useless and not very useful.
But to the indigenous people, it is extremely precious and worth sacrificing their lives for.
Ensuring the production of these props will help the empire gain control over the indigenous peoples.
Dawn suppressed the thoughts in his mind.
Walk towards the outside of the factory.
The personal guards and a group of assistants hurriedly followed.
The group left the rumbling factory behind.
Walking out along the corridor, what comes into view is a huge and magnificent human city.
The city was built on a planet that had just been taken over by humans.
The rules and order here are forcibly shaped by human will.
There are two types of planets in the Misty Universe. One is a chaotic planet controlled by chaotic creatures, and the other is a human planet controlled by the Empire.
The physical laws of this world have completely collapsed.
Worse than the situation in the Eye of Terror.
The Eye of Terror is just a boil.
The entire corpse of Misty Universe No. 01 is filled with pus and all the cells are dead.
The two are completely different.
It is difficult to reshape the rules of the universe with the current strength of the empire. It will take a very long time, which can be calculated in tens of thousands of years.
All the empire can do now is to hammer home their own nails in the fragmented and misty universe and maintain their colonies.
Due to the idealistic nature of subspace energy, the creatures that control the planet can shape the planet according to their own ideas.
Chaos creatures often shape it into a terrible hell or some kind of sweet trap.
Burning blood lakes, strange crystal mazes, smelly and rotten gardens, etc., all kinds of terrible things will emerge according to the will of the controller and change the appearance of the planet.
Even the burning stars will be changed.
In short, any strange thing that can be imagined will be formed in the subspace in some form.
If humans can control a planet, then this planet will also be shaped by them.
The Imperial Army usually expel the Chaos creatures from a world and erect a statue of the Holy Emperor.
With the help of the Mechanical Magus, the statue constructed will connect to the firewall of the Holy Emperor's will.
Thus anchoring that planet.
It allows humans to take control of that world and reshape the planet according to human needs, so that the Empire's development and exploration teams can live normally.
This is how an idealistic universe is supposed to be, and no one is an exception.
If demons do that, humans must do that too.
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It was dark when Dawn arrived at the factory gate.
The sky was very strange, without any light at all.
There is no moon and no stars.
Only pure darkness covered the sky.
There is something in the void, it is just blocked by the Empire's protective barrier.
The Empire reverse-analyzed the Wall of Origin that separates different parallel universes in Universe 02 and the Plane Crystal Wall of the reincarnation game in Universe 03, creating a protective barrier for the Empire to protect the planets controlled by the Empire from being invaded by chaotic creatures.
There are only a few places that allow direct viewing of the corrupted void.
For the general public, those things are too weird and scary.
It's better to pretend it doesn't exist.
By then, when Dorne builds the Webway, everything will be perfect.
By using webways to connect colonies protected by barriers, chaotic creatures can be perfectly isolated.
No matter how terrifying the outside world is, it has nothing to do with the territory controlled by the empire.
Dorn looked out at the huge colonial city, and after a moment, he turned to his assistant.
"Go to the front line," Dorn said, "and see the enemies of this universe."
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Due to Dorne's special status, his request was quickly met.
A battleship was waiting for him at the spaceport.
The mission of the battleship is to transport Dorn and the Eldar who followed him to Universe 01 and related technical personnel to the front battlefield.
The spaceport is still within the protection range of the barrier, but outside the spaceport it is no longer.
Standing next to the battleship's porthole, the terror belonging to Universe 01 also rushed towards Dorn.
The horrific scene in the void is enough to drive an ordinary person crazy.
The corruption here goes far beyond the Eye of Terror.
The entire void was wriggling with strange tentacles covered with tumors and pus-filled ulcers.
It was like billions of poisonous snakes crawling and intertwining.
Countless eyes opened and closed.
Thousands of mouths were whispering, and strange and crazy laughter echoed in the darkness everywhere.
The battleship's Geller field is specially reinforced to keep corruption out.
It didn't feel like sailing in the void or the warp, but rather like passing through a swarm of tentacles.
Those tentacles clung to the periphery of the Geller Force Field, trying to pull it into the endless dark abyss, but they failed because of the protection of the Geller Force Field and Guilliman's will.
Those strange and terrifying mouths uttered desperate and miserable cries, grieving the departure of their prey.
The only thing to be thankful for in this universe is that there are no terrifying evil gods.
Perhaps this place has been drained dry, and without living beings to provide emotions for the Chaos Gods, they will also feel bored and uninterested.
Without enough food, the predators naturally left, leaving behind a ruined, broken universe that no one cared about anymore.
There is nothing strange about this.
Such is the nature of many Chaos Gods, who desire destruction rather than creation.
They have no idea of protecting the ecological balance.
Just like the reincarnation game, exploitation is done at all costs, harvesting pleasure and pain to fill a hunger that will never be satisfied, until the entire universe collapses and dies.
"My lord, you shouldn't look directly at that horrible universe like this." Yin Fulan, the Eldar prophet who came to the Misty Universe with Dorn, said.
After the Battle of Cadia, Silogo also split up the core members of the Ark Eldar and the Harlequin Theatre Company, with some of them staying with Guilliman to assist him and monitor whether he would fulfill his promise to save the Eldar gods.
The other part follows the Empire's troops to travel to different universes, exploring the path of truth and bringing the Eldar and humans closer together.
"They can't corrupt me," Dorn said. "I'm just confused and bewildered by some things."
Yin Fulan looked at Dorn, a hint of surprise in her heart.
The power of the Primarchs is obvious to all. Could it be that they would also show weakness like other mortals
"What makes you confused, Lord Dorne?" Yin Fulan asked.
"I wonder how long this war has lasted?" Dorn stared at the horrific scene outside. An abandoned warship with a spindle-shaped front and a cylindrical back was floating in the twisted void.
It had lost power, and its hull was corrupted, covered in weird eyes and flesh.
Just floating like that.
There is no doubt that the ship belonged to one of the destroyed civilizations in this universe.
The ultimate fate of those civilizations was to be devoured by the Warp, along with their souls and everything they created.
ps: I am still 8,000 short of the 20,000 daily update target, so I still need to work hard. Even if it's just water, I must make sure to get 20,000 a day.