As the name suggests, this is a general encyclopedia that records a large number of genetic data on the life genes of organisms.

This is an ancient relic from thousands of years ago, and it is also the name of the mechanical empire that left this legacy.

The Moderate Mechanical Empire is dedicated to collecting, indexing, and storing genetic data on every organism in the universe, hoping to prevent the extinction of organic life in the event of some future galactic astronomical catastrophe.

However, their work was not popular with everyone, and the mechanical empire was destroyed by stupid fanatics and vicious hive thinking. In the end, their business was not completed, leaving only an unfinished "organic encyclopedia" that still stored a large amount of precious genetic data.

Tzeentch, the Lord of Change, claimed that the Organic Canon had fallen into the maelstrom, and that the 6th Expeditionary Fleet had arrived.

The mighty fleet dragged a dense stream of light across deep space, through the thin area of nebula turbulence, leaving behind the planet named "Kovalik II" by the Empire of Mankind.

Planet Kovalik II is the frontline outpost set up by the Human Empire outside the Maelstrom, where several asteroid mining sites and monitoring stations are located, constantly monitoring the movements of pirates and heretics in the Matroum.

Crossing Kovalik and going deeper into the turbulence means that they have crossed the line between reality and illusion. The starry sky in front of them was no longer clear and bright, and the blue-purple viscous star constellation was like a pot of boiling paint that was constantly stirred, and the suffocating sensation that rushed to the face was enough to drive mortals who were not firm enough to drive mortals crazy.

"The tachyon sensor has failed, the orniths are restricted, and we've gone into the maelstrom turbulence, which is good." Promelia stood on the bridge of the Vicious Woman, staring at the eerie starry sky in front of her, sticky as a pot of soup.

"Are you scared? The psychic director, who is usually so serious and majestic, turns out that her legs are weak with fear like a little girl who sees a monster for the first time~" The delicate and velvety female voice sounded in her head, with a little banter and full of pride.

"If you don't shut up in 2 seconds, I'll send a group of photos of you wetting the bed when you were a child to all the battleships." Prumelia said lightly.

So the wicked woman shut up.

Promelia sighed, a little helpless.

The predecessor of the battleship machine soul of the Vicious Woman was born in the local military aristocratic family of Falla, and was a pampered and savage eldest lady who was pampered since childhood, and strictly speaking, she had some kinship with Russell, who served as the governor of Falla.

If it weren't for these factors, the Psionic Director's temper would have asked Joshua for a dose of Soul Eater Toxin before he set out, and would have changed the Vicious Woman for a ghost.

After the vicious woman was aggrieved and did not dare to speak, Promelia calmed down her complicated feelings of anger and fear. With one hand, she unbuttoned the two buttons under her neckline and carefully pulled out a small, delicate pendant from her chest.

This was given to her by Russell before leaving, the pale golden chain glittered in the starlight, and the small crystal hanging from the end was only half the size of a little finger, with a slight warm body temperature. This is a fragment of the Zelo Soul Stone, which can also be called the "Blessing of the Stargazer" in a sense.

The maelstrom is an eternal storm of subspace, an exceptional area where the real universe and subspace overlap, and where the laws of physics lose their meaning. Conventional detectors are either completely paralyzed or their functionality is greatly limited, and the only way to do this is to rely on psionic divination arrays and spirit circuits for extremely dangerous subspace observations.

But the danger is only relative, far from absolute.

Promelia lowered her eyes and looked at the fragments of the soul stone between her fingers, and silently recited in her heart the instructions of the star bulleter to her before leaving:

"Psionic beings who possess the fragments of Zelo's Soul Stone are protected by the Void, able to ignore the turbulent waves of the Sea of Souls, nor fear the subspace vortex that drags people into the abyss. Feel free to make risk-free, stable subspace observations - the eyes of the 6th Expeditionary Fleet. In the Maelstrom, our fleet will be more at home than any Chaos Cultists and Subspace Demons. ”

"I will live up to your ......trust," Promelia held the soul stone fragments in front of her chest with both hands, her emerald eyes as deep as a rootless and bottomless dark abyss at this moment, looking at the treacherous starry sky in front of her, sometimes mottled and sometimes viscous.

Vice Admiral of the Empire, Oguma quickly walked up behind Promelia and asked in a low voice, "The Star Bulleter only tells us that the organic canon is in the Great Vortex, but we don't know where the exact coordinates are in the Great Vortex...... Do you want to split up and search from different directions? ”

Oguma had a clear understanding of the strength of the 6th Expeditionary Fleet, and he thought that splitting up would be a bit more dangerous, but it would greatly speed up the search.

Promelia shook her head and rejected his offer.

The Maelstrom is a very large area filled with paranormal phenomena that defy common sense. Even splitting up won't improve the search efficiency, but after leaving her navigation, the situation of the other sub-teams will be very dangerous, and the benefits will be completely disproportionate to the risks.

"We are outsiders who know almost nothing about the real situation in the Great Vortex, so instead of running around like headless flies, we should take the initiative and let the locals who are more familiar with the local situation provide us with information." Promelia said.

"You mean ......?" Oguma sensed that there was something dangerous about this woman's thoughts.

Promelia raised her hand, and the aggrieved evil woman immediately projected the real-time star map mapped by the 6th Expeditionary Fleet as it advanced in front of the two of them. Combined with some of the Great Vortex Domain intelligence provided by the Starry Sky Claw Warband, the result is a grand Spiral Atlas - most of the area is gray and undiscovered.

"We entered the Maelstrom from the 'Left Gate' star field, where the turbulence of subspace is relatively gentle, and this is also the most favored area for alien pirates and chaos traitors who have launched attacks on the Empire." Promelia paused for a moment and said, "Go through the 'Left Gate' and continue deeper into the whirlpool, and you will be able to approach a planet called 'Golmek'. ”

Oguma was stunned for a moment, he was a soldier from the Trodom system in the Far Eastern Frontier, and he knew very little about the Matrospir in the heart of the galaxy. Fortunately, Promelia immediately made a corresponding explanation:

"Golmek, a demonic planet completely dominated by subspace, is controlled by the legion of traitors 'Whisperers' who have fallen into chaos, and serves as a forward base and arsenal for launching a black expedition against the Empire."

Promelia's deep gaze swept over the unknown gray spiral star map in front of her, and then looked back at the endless deep space in front of her: "Pass the order, don't cherish the consumption of psionic dust, all open the psionic stealth field, we are ready to go to Gormek and raid the Whisperer." ”

"Understood." Oguma nodded yes, turned and walked back into the cabin.

A moment later, the vast fleet disappeared one after another into the rapidly changing spatial turbulence of the Great Vortex Star Field. The 6th Expeditionary Fleet took a large amount of precious psionic dust from Falla to use it when it was really needed, such as now.

With Promelia's precise subspace navigation, the expeditionary fleet was able to find its way through the turbulent maelstrom fields, avoid the small subspace storms that roamed between different galaxies, and approach its target as quickly as possible and through the most stable path.

Along the way, they also encountered sporadic pirate ships hiding in hidden asteroid belts, or waaagh around on meteorites!! Come to Waagh!! The green-skinned rogue who went there even encountered a dark spirit raid ship that was heading towards the Left Gate Star Field, but in order not to startle the snake, Oguma never commanded the fleet to attack.

Thus the vast fleet swooped through the turbulent stars, the astronomical landscape and subspace illusions in front of them were rapidly changing and disorienting, but under the guidance of Promelia, their direction was always clear.

There is no concept of time in this area where reality and fantasy overlap, maybe 7 days, maybe 10 years, the old planet covered with patina finally appeared in the bird's field of vision.

"That's Gormek, the military base of the Whisperers." Promelia whispered to herself, "But no ships have been found in orbit on the planet...... No, there were two light cruisers docked in the Golmek near orbit, and it seems? Launching orbital bombardment on Gormekia? ”

Is Chaos fighting again in its daily life?

It didn't make much sense to do battlefield reconnaissance in the chaotic area of the Maelstrom, where vision was limited, and after thinking for a moment, Promelia gave the order to attack.

Soon, the long-prepared expeditionary fleet quickly split into three, with an assault fleet led by the battleship Vicious Woman and the Flame of Repentance to rush forward, launching a siege of the demonic world of Gormyk from two directions at the same time.

The three heavy artillery giants carrying the bow of the Ridge Peak, such as Lady Yi Jealousy, the True of Inconsent, and the Unfinished Business, stayed at a distance.

The two assault teams were soon in place, and with the command of Vice Admiral Oguma, three rays of light pierced the illusory veil.

The tachyon spear and shaped arc pierced the two light cruisers anchored above Gormek with incredible precision, and before the people on board could react, the two assault fleets that had already been in place rushed forward one after another.

The crew of the cruiser was still launching an orbital strike on the demon world under their feet just now, and when they turned around, they heard a rapid alarm that the hull was seriously damaged, and in the blink of an eye, the Valkyrie-class battleship, which was bigger and thicker than the Queen of Glory, had already rushed to the face, and one by one the onboard torpedoes drilled through the armor and smashed in.

The instantaneous shaped arc paralyzed the energy systems of the two light cruisers with surgical precision with extreme precision, without damaging the core reactors and blowing up the ships, as they were not on an annihilation mission, but on the task of capturing as many prisoners as possible to torture them.

Before the heretics on the ship could react to the situation, a heavily armed mortal brigade, led by the Night Knights and the Banshee Squad, launched a gang attack on them.

The cabin with the energy system paralyzed was pitch black, and you could even hear some strange movements and moans that seemed to come from the abyss of hell.

Even for the literally battle-hardened monk Astarte, jumping into the chaos warships was an extremely dangerous act of death, and no one knew what the hell was hidden in these ancient warships that had been corrupted by chaos for hundreds of years until they actually stepped onto the ancient deck full of chaos. For mortal soldiers, it is even more lifeless.

But not now.

Several tall mechanical angels walked at the beginning and center of the attacking team, their heavy footsteps masking the sound of the delicate machinery running inside the armor.

The untouchables in the mobile armor brought a very uncomfortable feeling of depression and disgust to the comrades around them, but no one complained. Because every soldier knows in their hearts that only by staying by the Night Knights can they be protected from the influence of the subspace.

Soon, the first wave of fighting broke out between the jumping gang and the crew of the ship...... Maybe it can't be called a fight.

A very fast psychic wizard descended into the cabin before the Jumping Gang could take shape, killing a large number of prisoners held inside in an extremely brutal manner - mostly Imperial civilians captured from outside the Maelstrom - and sacrificing 88 innocent skulls to complete the blood ritual of summoning a sadomasochistic demon known as the "Blood Crush Cavalry".

"Messenger of blood, embodiment of war! I call you here with a scarnation and a skull to unleash the wrath of the blood god and burn my enemies......" The Chaos Wizard fell to his knees, chanting aloud a praise to the Lord of the Skull.

The beast's low roar and murderous scream rang out one after another, and the elite bloodletten riding the bronze bull rushed out of the blood in a daze, as if the temperature in the cabin had risen several degrees. Fang Cai's skull sacrifice satisfied it, and it was even more satisfied when it saw the black pressure of the human soldiers filling the cabin in front of it.

The bronze bull, covered in flames, rushed forward with its master, and the warriors of the Blood God did not feel the slightest fear because they were outnumbered, and they could not wait to harvest more blood and skulls for the Blood God.

But as the Bloody Cavalry charging at full speed and the Night-Embracing Knights at the spearhead of the attacking troops got closer, a terrifying scene happened.

The vamplematist on the back of the bronze bull found that his body was becoming weak, the flames burning on the copper bull's body became crumbling, like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time, and even the resistance to magic and ranged weapons granted by the blood god was rapidly disappearing.

The Bronze Bull was still charging forward without fear, and in front of it, the mechanical angel spread its armed wings, and the sea of plasma exploded in front of it.

Along with the Night Riders, each mortal soldier in the 6th Expeditionary Fleet is armed with at least 1 plasma pistol, 1 pulse rifle, and 3 molten / nuclear grenades, as well as a full set of Plastic-powered armor.

Although due to objective limitations such as physical fitness and cost, the plastic steel armor on their bodies, which is mass-built by a fully automated industrial production line, will be far inferior to the ceramic steel power armor of the Space Marines in terms of defensive performance, and the standard industrial size that cannot be customized will not fit very well. Rao, their equipment level is also better than that of most of the Imperial Guard soldiers in the Human Empire.

Such a team, combined with an over-the-top untouchable that shields from the influence of subspace, is perfectly qualified to engage any otherworldly enemy in hand-to-hand combat.

Almost instantly, the Sadistic Blood Grinder summoned by the 88 skulls, along with the vamplet, and the Bronze Bull, died tragically under the powerful artillery fire of the Night Knights - not banished back to the subspace, but completely eliminated in the true sense, and the untouchable is one of the rare means to truly kill the demons of the subspace.

"Messenger, messenger...... Blood God! The sorcerer, who was greatly shocked, collapsed in a pool of blood with his legs.

Looking at the invading force that was rapidly advancing towards him in the corridor of the cabin, the wizard subconsciously wanted to use psionic spells to attack, but whether it was psionic flames or vicious curses, the effect of the subspace spell disappeared as soon as it approached the tall mechanical angel, and such a scene completely destroyed his psychological defense.

After apprehending the Chaos Wizard, the attacking forces quickly cleared the cells of the few surviving prisoners and returned them to the Vicious Woman, before continuing deeper to join up with the attacking squads from other directions.

The gang-jumping strike on the two light cruisers ended with astonishing efficiency, and the 6th Expeditionary Fleet quickly and efficiently succeeded in seizing control of the enemy ships.

But what is hesitating is that there is no Chaos Astarte who is suspected of being a Whisperer on these two ships, and some are just some inconsequential minor characters such as Chaos believers and mortal slaves.

"We found good armories on both cruisers, which contained some of the larger weapons that only Astarte could use, as well as damaged accessories for power armor."

Aboard the battleship Vicious Woman, Okumar, the commander of the attack, reported to Promelia: "It is certain that these two ships do belong to the Chaos Astarte Gang, but the Star Marines on board have disappeared for some reason - not even one of them is left behind. ”

This is not a strange phenomenon that can be explained by "the main forces are pouring out to attack a certain target". Even in the disorganized warbands, there are usually logistical units such as technical sergeants and pharmacists left behind to guard the warship, not to mention the Whisperers, the original rebel legion, whose manpower is not so urgent.

"Macbeth is trying to crack the data hub of the enemy ship, and Camus has already begun interrogating the captives, maybe they can get some useful information for us."

Promelia glanced down at the old planet covered in patina and smoke under her feet, and said, "Before the two of them can achieve results, we need to take the initiative - pass my order, and all warships will immediately launch selective orbital bombardment of all built-up areas of the planet." ”

"Immediately after the first round of bombing, a full-scale airborne landing began on it."

Regardless of whether the Chaos camp is fighting inwardly or not, it makes no difference to her, let's beat it first.

(End of chapter)