Chapter 687 For Peace
For peace.
This voice became ethereal and reached the ears of many people.
The fully armed Tau soldiers on the eastern edge of the galaxy heard it vaguely. They clenched their plasma rifles and flamethrowers, ready to delay the Zerg's advance as much as possible in the planetary fortress built for them by the Earth Clan technicians.
The Fire Blade Commander first made a double-headed eagle on his chest to represent the Emperor, and then drew a circle with his crossed thumbs in the Sky Eagle Salute to represent the Greater Good.
The sky was shrouded in the shadow of the Zerg. No one would escape from this planet that had become a fortress, but for the peace of their home world and the Tau Empire, they were willing to die.
"For peace." In front of the bloody mouth of the Zerg, the Fire Blade Commander said so.
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At the junction of several star regions of the Empire, the Armageddon Iron Legion and the Space Wolves fought side by side.
Orc warlord and orc master of skills - Iron-clad Looking at his war train rolling like a long dragon, waves of pleasure flowed from his head to his limbs and bones. He couldn't help but shout Waaagh! and got the response of countless guys on the battlefield.
This Waaagh! is getting more and more interesting.
Yarrick and Kaiser White Fang of Space Wolves in the front-line command center heard the cheers of the orcs.
"The support of the Mechanicus is coming soon."
As soon as Yarrick finished speaking, the shells hit the top of the command center, and dust flowed down under the shock of the explosion.
The water in the cup was turbid, and Yarrick drank it all.
The rumbling sound of the airdrop drowned out the noise of all the artillery. Yarrick and Kaiser White Fang knew that this was a symbol of the arrival of the technological support of the Mechanicus.
They walked out of the command room and saw two Titan legions deployed on this devastated planet. A volley of fire from the Warlord-class and Emperor-class Titans broke several war trains in two.
The giant Squig under the heavy iron armor twisted in pain and died.
The Mechanicus was very interested in the new technological equipment of the Orks. The biggest purpose of sending two Titan Legions and five Skitarii was to recover the new technology. Helping the friendly forces in the battle was just a side task.
Watching the Titans and Skitarii advance, Yarrick checked his iconic power claws and rushed to the most intense battlefield with Kaiser White Fang.
"For peace." Amid the war roars of the Orks, Yarrick vowed to clean up these savage green beasts for the Emperor.
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The Alaitok and Iyanden Arks drove out of the damaged webway. They looked for scattered compatriots and told them precious information.
Under the wraith dome, the delegations of each Ark quarreled. They did not agree with the way of dealing with people in other Arks.
"For peace!" The prophet of Iyanden interrupted the endless noise with a high-pitched and angry voice. The Eldar delegations of the Ark sat in their seats indifferently and quietly, listening to what they could say.
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The Silent King outside the galaxy did not express any attitude. He still silently watched the repeated scenes of the rampant Zerg being torn apart by Gaussian beams.
The ownerless demons in the warp found the false fantasy of peace ridiculous. They slowly poured out from the altar deep in the hive, using atrocities to verify the truth that there is no peace in the universe.
Khorne silently forged more weapons. He wanted to escalate the scale of the war again and again. Under his busy blood shadow, countless demons and champions were fighting each other to prove that they were capable of participating in the next grand battle.
Nurgle was healing his broken finger in the garden. He sighed and complained, stirring the crucible with much more speed and strength than before. The goddess of life, Isha, looked at the rising germs in the crucible with concern, thinking about how to stop the new round of plague.
The God-Emperor and the Emperor, the Emperor and the God-Emperor.
They have different reactions to peace, and the same reactions, similarities and differences intertwined, countless memories flooded like a tide.
"For peace." The God-Emperor's tone carried a desire for relief.
"For peace." The Emperor's tone carried a cautious vision of the future.
Slaanesh didn't care, she said whatever Lin Fan said.
Gomao's second brother didn't care either, they couldn't hear anything when they wrestled, and even if they heard it, they wouldn't take it to heart.
In the maze, under the cover of shining knowledge and changing colors, Tzeentch laughed happily, his laughter and the laughter of the Star God Deceiver revealed the same deep chill, and the conspiracy was running steadily in accordance with their judgment.
"Just as planned."
Tzeentch's leisurely and contentedness was not a lie, he really had a backhand to turn the tables.
Send the demons under his command to the realms of Khorne and Nurgle, using blank contracts as the medium of invitation.
Khorne thought for a moment and temporarily put down the work in his hands. He sat on the throne, showing his calm side as a god of war.
Nurgle apologized to Isa, let the flames of the crucible become smaller, and warned his offspring not to steal food from the crucible because of their gluttony. The demons agreed and stood in a circle around the crucible, blocking the Nurglings who wanted to steal food, and also cut off Isa's little idea of drinking the virus soup in advance.
Tzeentch emerged from countless plans. The blank contract in his hand only appeared four times in the entire disordered subspace.
The first time was when Khorne and Nurgle joined forces with Slaanesh, who had no mind, to smash Tzeentch's Scepter of Destiny.
The second time was when the three gods stopped the Eldar Pantheon from building a veil in the shattered universe after the War in Heaven to isolate the Warp from reality.
The third time was when the three gods joined forces with the surviving Star Gods to dismember the Human Federation and the Spirit Empire in order to awaken Slaanesh's consciousness and obtain more souls and emotional fluctuations from the mortal world.
The fourth time was when they punished the Emperor for betraying the contract and invited him to join them and become the fifth god of the Warp.
Now. It's the fifth time.
"Five. What a pity." Tzeentch said with emotion, "It doesn't fit the number of any of us, and the time now doesn't fit the number of any of us. A small flaw is not fatal."
"If you have something to say, say it quickly." Khorne's tone was more like an order that could not be disobeyed.
"If you have something to say, fart quickly." Nurgle didn't like Tzeentch's riddles. He looked back from time to time, thinking about the crucible at home.
"This time we will gain a lot of benefits, I promise that all of you will be satisfied." Tzeentch said confidently.
"Khorne will have the opportunity to plunge the entire galaxy into war!"
"Nurgle will have the opportunity to spread his love to the entire world!"
After each sentence Tzeentch said, a sentence that only the gods could understand was added to the contract.
"And I will get half of the Golden Ark."