Tassanis was the capital of the Tyranid Empire.

A land of wealth and fame, a stage for scientific geniuses and political elites.

One of the most prosperous planets in the Koplu Star Zone.

Countless majestic towers stand on the planet's surface.

The jewel-like architecture showcases the splendor and history of the Tyranid Empire.

Together, they form an unparalleled landscape that reflects the high level of technology and artistic culture of the Tyranid Empire.

Everyone who comes here thinks that this is a super city.

The bustling city is so impressive that it is known as the City of Dreams, where countless people have wandered for decades and thousands of light-years away from their homeland just to pursue their dreams.

The city is full of intriguing power struggles and intrigues that are being pulled back and forth at every turn.

The myth of wealth is staged here, and some people turn over overnight and become the envy of everyone, enjoying wealth and power.

Others fell into the clouds and were forced to flee back to their lairs, licking their wounds and waiting for another chance to fight.

But Tassanis isn't all about prosperity.

Underneath the dazzling bustle lies slums, black alleys that nurture crime, chaotic gangs and frightening chains of black interests.

Countless people live in crowded places without light, like rats living in sewers.

The unimaginable gap between the rich and the poor makes everyone eager to climb up, become the enviable master, and get rid of the original sin of poverty in which they were born.

Of course, in this bustling city where the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle and the competition is cruel, those at the top of the ecological chain do not participate in the competition below.

They were born destined to be high.

Noble bloodlines doomed them to be rulers rather than ruled.

They stand at the top of the ecological chain, looking down on all living beings like gods.

Sitting on the top floor of the council building, he decided the fate of the entire Tyranid Empire between talking and laughing.

Even the emperor had to listen to them.

In the past, they were always calm and elegant, because nothing could move them.

But today, for the first time, fear crept up on their faces.

Some balance has been upset, and if not resolved in time, their position will be upended, and their former glory and power will be lost.

The top floor of the Ryjeong building is extravagant, and it seems like two worlds from the outside.

Red carpets pave every corner, and giant crystal chandeliers provide a bright glow.

In the middle of the room, there is a huge round table.

Around the round table were six chairs, one of which was more luxurious and larger than the other five, and it belonged to the emperor.

These six chairs belong to the six families that control the Tyranid Empire.

Rockefeller, Bennett, Monsk, Tyrella, Roosevelt, Morgan.

The representative of the Roosevelt family - John, is also the current emperor of the Tyranid Empire.

Of course, Emperor Tyranid is just a name, a ruler on the surface.

The real controller of the empire is still the oligarchic council formed by the six families.

Projections float on the round table, showing the Battle of Fort Melbour, as well as some of the images taken of the Galactic Empire's troops.

"The expansion of the Galactic Empire will not stop, and we must stop them as soon as possible." John. Roosevelt rubbed his forehead, revealing the tiredness and uneasiness between his brows.

He was six hundred years old, but his hair was still so dark and luxuriant, and there were no wrinkles on his face.

People of his level can use all kinds of cutting-edge life-extending technologies that the poor can't afford to use, and they don't need to worry about the problem of aging.

If it weren't for the terrible mutations caused by the decay of their souls, they would have been able to survive even with the help of life-extending technology.

There are not many ways to combat the decay of the soul, one way is to choose to sleep and reduce consumption.

There is also the ability to become a psyker, so that you can effectively exercise your soul and keep it alive.

The last one is with the help of the biological forces of the subspace.

The only thing they can use is the former, and the psionics are basically born in the majority, and the artificial psionics are unstable and die faster.

The last one is only used by a madman.

Outside the Koplu Star Zone, the Eternal Night Storm is raging all the time, blocking the possibility of all forces leaving the Koplu Star Zone.

The endless strange events also warn the world of how terrible subspace really is.

Once the vigilance is down, the Koplu sector risks being torn apart by the Eternal Night Storm and becoming a hell like any other area.

Being in the company of subspace is even more terrifying than seeking skin with a tiger.

Family interests do not allow them to do that.

"We had nothing to stop them, and the defenders of Fort Melbour's harbor surrendered without causing many casualties to the invaders. The size of the opponent's fleet has swelled again, and even if we no longer guard against the Kemorian Consortium and Yumayan, and gather all our troops, we may not be able to gain the upper hand. The representative of the Morgan family shook his head and said in a very pessimistic tone, "It doesn't make much sense to dispatch the engine of world war that we have, after all, the enemy also has a war moon in his hands. ”

"The power of the Tyranid Empire alone cannot contain the invasion momentum of the Galactic Empire, they have passed through the Eternal Night Storm, and they are still crushing us in all fields of industry, military, technology, and economy. The only thing we can do is negotiate. ”

"Negotiations? Didn't you see the contents of the code they sent to those merchants? As long as we join the Galactic Empire, even the most powerful families will disappear with the death of the person in control. They don't recognize inheritance, which means that our descendants won't be able to get everything their ancestors worked so hard for. ”

"There is no way to negotiate, our ancestors have paid so much to allow us to sit here, how can we give up."

"We can't surrender, we can't negotiate, and we can't fight the invaders with our strength, it's a dead end."

"Invite the forces of the entire Koplu Star District to form an alliance, gather all the forces to definitely be able to fight them, we don't need to win, we just need to take long enough, and they will withdraw because the gains outweigh the losses."

“.”

The threat posed by the Galactic Empire is simply too great.

Even the six major families are under pressure and propose to unite the forces of the entire Koplu Star District against the invaders.

This is the only feasible approach at this stage.

In addition, the six major families also planned to carry out decapitation tactics against Bai Qi, the main general of the Galactic Empire.

As long as Bai Qi dies, the expeditionary force will inevitably withdraw its troops to rest and wait for the arrival of a new expeditionary commander.

"Then even that bullshit Holy Emperor of theirs was killed together, and it took so much time and so many resources to train those ghost agents just for this moment? Let them all go out and mingle with the ranks of the merchants and head to the Galactic Empire. Assassinate the so-called Holy Emperor by any means. ”

"As long as we can kill the other party, the huge Galactic Empire will fall apart in an instant. When the time comes, not only can it solve the crisis of the Tyranid Empire, but it may also be able to devour the opponent's territory and absorb the opponent's technology. Especially the kind of technology that can safely pass through the Eternal Night Storm will take the Tyranid Empire to the next level. ”

"That's a good suggestion, just send all the ghost agents, if it doesn't work, you'll be benevolent."

Six families talk about how to solve this crisis.

They came up with various proposals, then rejected them, and then put them up again.

Through the eyes of these people, Qin Zheng silently watched them think about how to stop the Galactic Empire and protect the Tyranid Empire, and listened to them discuss how to assassinate themselves.

The Beacon prisoners wanted to kill him, and so did the six families of the Tyranid Empire.

It's really getting more and more lively.

As for why Qin Zheng was able to listen to the conversation of the representatives of the six major families.

This is because his name became known to the people of the Koplu Star District with the news spread by the merchants.

Everyone who recites Qin Zheng's name or honorific title will be included in the realm's light group.

That way, Qin Zheng would be able to listen and watch those people's every move, and even spy on their thoughts and thoughts.

The fall of the six great families was only a matter of time.

In the case of opening the perspective and seeing all the cards of the other party, Qin Zheng categorically would not let Bai Qi lose.

Of course, Qin Zheng didn't plan to interfere too much, he just needed to make sure that Bai Qi could win, and leave the rest to Bai Qi to play by himself.

As a person, you must not learn from Principal Jiang's remote command, otherwise you will lose your pants.

Besides, the Koplu Star District is not worth Qin Zheng's much energy.

For the six families of the Tyranid Empire, fighting the invasion of the Galactic Empire is the most important thing, and the survival of their families is at stake.

But for Qin Zheng, this is just an insignificant little thing.

A sector discovered by the Second Expeditionary Force and then conquered.

Maybe in this process, there will be some singing and crying stories, but it is still only a local event, and it is not worth investing too much energy.

While Bai Qi was building an outpost in the port of Fort Melber and planning to conquer the Koplu Star Sector, there was also a lot going on in the galaxy.

For example, in the dark void of the Galactic Empire's territory, the stories of those adventurers.

For many people, this is the worst of times.

The Eternal Night Storm is still raging, and there are still countless monsters in the darkness, strange shadows roaming among the stars, and countless humans are suffering.

But for some, it's also the best of times.

The God-Emperor has risen to bring light to the galaxy, and wherever the expedition goes, science and reason will follow, and human civilization will be rebuilt from the ashes.

The clear destiny of mankind to once again dominate the galaxy has been sealed.

Countless planets are waiting to be discovered.

As long as you have enough courage, you can find your own wealth from the vast stars.

The lucky ones can find a valuable relic and have endless wealth in this life.

Drak is one of the countless adventurers who crave wealth and excitement.

He was an adventurous man who admired the colonial pioneers of antiquity and believed that life should never be spent in vain.

Or shroud in horse leather on the battlefield and become a hero sung by future generations.

Or pack your bags and set off in the name of the Emperor of the Gods and travel through the stars.

Draco was a man who loved freedom.

So he set sail and led his sailors and crew out into the Void in search of those mysterious riches.

He owns a ship of his own - the USS Cowboy West.

An expedition ship with a length of 1,100 meters and an average height of 150 meters.

Not a big ship, but for an adventurer like him, such a ship is enough.

There were more than two hundred men on his ship, each of whom was a hand-picked pick.

In this era, there are countless hot-blooded young people who are eager to go to the stars in search of wealth

The growing ranks of adventurers have become part of the empire's economic growth.

They buy ships, buy all kinds of supplies, and then run to the stars, looking for planets, looking for ruins, and looking for the technological creations of the Human Alliance.

Even the streets and alleys, the promenade of the nest, are everywhere shouting the slogans of those businesses that encourage people to go to the stars.

"Hungry for riches? Craving excitement? Then go to the stars, where you have everything you want. ”

"Ancient ruins containing secret treasures, technological creations that hide the wisdom of ancient humans, adventures, waiting for you to set sail."

The myth of getting rich overnight constantly stimulates people's nerves, making people go forward and rush to the stars one after another.

In such a situation, as soon as Draco hooked his fingers, there would be a whole host of people for him to choose.

Recruiting more than 200 crew members is not a difficult task.

You don't even have to pay much salary, you just need to agree on a share.

In the subspace ocean raging the Crazy Aetheric Storm, the Cowboy West continues to shake.

"We are moving away from the glory of the God-Emperor, and the risk of the Cowboy West getting lost is increasing." Isola, the ship's co-deputy, is a part-time technologist who tries her best to steer the ship down the course and get lost if it is thrown out.

Draco, with mechanical prosthetic eyes embedded in his eyes, smiled, unconcerned about the current situation of the Cowboy West.

He stared intently at the star map in front of him, his tone nonchalant.

"Haven't you heard a famous saying? The bigger the wind and waves, the bigger the fish. The farther away from the glory of the God Emperor, the greater the probability that we will be able to find something good. This star map is said to have flowed out of the hands of the military, and it is a good thing during the Human Alliance, as long as we can find something valuable, go back and get rid of it, and the girl in the bar will call it casually. ”

"I'm afraid we'll not be able to go back." Isola retorted angrily, "We've gone too far. ”

"Don't worry, the God Emperor protects us, we can't die."

As soon as Draco finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.

A piercing scream came from the speaker labeled with the name of the navigation room.

At the same time, a shrill siren sounded.

"Vaughn, Mohawk, there's a situation."

While shouting to the other companions, Draco picked up the high-powered plasma gun next to him and rushed to the navigation room fifty meters away.

The navigation compartment is completely sealed and soundproofed to ensure that the navigator can work without distractions.

As Draco ran over, the ship was hit by something and rolled continuously.

Makes Draco feel the urge to throw up.

But he restrained himself and ran to the navigation room and typed the code on the cipher pad on the door.

The heavy hatch opened, revealing a navigation room with eerily flickering lights and an apparently abnormal temperature.

Vaughn, Mohawk and the others were armed, alert to possible crises around them.

They're in subspace, and anything weird can happen.

Drake walked straight up to Navigator-Korver, who was crying and screaming in the cradle pod, the nutrient solution that had been green had turned blood red by this time.

The third eye on his forehead was closed, and Draco covered it with a strip of cloth to avoid opening it suddenly.

Looking directly into the navigator's third eye will drive ordinary people crazy.

Draco didn't want to test if he could resist the power of the third eye.

Korver was in a bad state, blood gushing out of his seven orifices.

Clearly, he saw something he shouldn't have seen.

It was too far from the glory of the God-Emperor to protect them, and the navigators would encounter more dangers.

"What happened?" Draco grabbed Korver's emaciated body and forced him to calm down.

"Get out of subspace." He shouted, "Something is approaching us, the Geller field is broken, get out of the subspace immediately, or we'll all die." ”

Draco's face turned a little ugly, but he chose to listen to the other party, opened Isola's communication, and shouted for him to get out of the subspace.

Isola carried out his orders.

But some things took the opportunity to get past the broken Geller field and into the ship.

The lights in the room flickered, the temperature began to drop, and whispers echoed in my ears.

Draco's electronic prosthetic eye appears to be blurred and ghosted.

Vaguely he saw an eerie and terrifying scene, heavy armor plates melting, like ice cream in the sun.

The darkness writhed as if it had been brought to life.

Countless tentacles stretched out from the darkness.

The invisible darkness turns into tangible cystic flesh.

When it came out, Drake and the others barely stopped breathing, just because it was so terrible.

It has a large, fanged mouth.

Hundreds of eyes grow on a red body full of cysts.

Each one is full of malice.

It looked at the human standing in front of it and grinned like a human.

Draco subconsciously pulled the trigger, and the coil of the plasma gun spun at high speed, making a whistling sound.

The ball of plasma wrapped around the blue arc of light roared out and slammed straight into the monster, causing it to make a terrible sound.

This move caused others to recover from their shock.

They pick up pulse laser guns, hot melt guns, and flamethrowers to attack the monsters.

Countless attacks landed on the monster, scorching the twisted cysts.

But instead of dying immediately, it stretched out its long tentacles and wrapped around one of the crew members, squeezing them into a pulp.

The whole process, Draco and the others watched.

Listen to the screams of that companion and watch him being crushed alive to death.

But they were still shooting, along with their companion.

Everyone who ventures in Stellar must be prepared not to go back.

The monster didn't wreak havoc for long.

Psyker Hemond hurried in, and he used his talent to open a crack and throw the monster inside.

At this time, the ship also happened to be completely out of subspace and returned to the real universe.

The monster grabbed the crack with its tentacles and tried to climb out again, but was knocked back by a ball of plasma by Drake.

The crack closes and the monster is expelled.

After all this, the people involved in the battle seemed to collapse.

It takes all their courage to fight something like that.

Draco walked back to the control room and found that it was a mess too.

The instrument panel exploded from the inside, the power lines burst, and the projection machinery burned out from overload.

Several of the floating interfaces are all marked with red symbols, representing the destroyed parts.

They were thrown back into the real world without the slightest preparation.

The switch between reality and fantasy almost brought the Western Cowboy apart.

The bezel of the observation window automatically rises, revealing the scene outside.

They leapt into a void where nothing happened, and the nearest star was light-years away.

Maybe it can't be said that there is nothing, the deep void hides ominous things, and in some places it is torn out of cracks, and the wriggling flesh grows on the cracks, like sarcomas growing in the real universe.

The filth of subspace erodes the entire real universe.

Luckily, they're all far from the Cowboy West.

The nearest one is millions of kilometers away.

"It's terrible." Drake slammed his fist into the console a few times and roared, "Could it be that it's too far away from the God-Emperor for His blessing to work." Last time, I should have listened to the advice and built a cathedral in the spaceship, and got a few priests to accompany me. Okay, now we've been thrown here, and the ship is broken. ”

"I warned you, we ran too far." Isola looked at her captain with a tired look, "There are countless monsters in the dark, even the real universe is a very bad thing for us, no one can say what we will encounter, repair the spaceship as soon as possible, and then return to a safe place to explore." ”

"Something seems to be there." Odus, who was in charge of detection on the side, was still doing his job diligently, even if the first and second leaders of the team were complaining, he did not stop his work.

Draco walked over, his originally depressed eyes instantly radiating light.

"A metal object with an active energy source, damn, God Emperor bless, is this stepping on shit luck!! There are gains in such a ghost place, and I think we are going to get rich this time, and we must be going to get rich. ”

The sound of Draco shouting drew the rest of the crew.

They all gathered around to see what they had detected.

"Are you really going to get rich?" Vaughn gasped, a look of excitement on his face.

"Needless to say, there is an energy source in such a place, and it must be something left over from the era of the Human Alliance."

"Hahaha, make a lot of money, go back to the chick."

"I'm going to call ten."

"Maybe we can find a war object, and then sell it to the Empire, and we'll all be very rich. Even if the money is divided equally, it will never be spent in a lifetime. ”

"Even if we find out, we won't be able to drive back, and that huge ship may have been corrupted, and there will be a lot of terrible monsters inside."

"According to me, it's better to find the mysterious creation of the era of the Human Alliance, which many rich people love. Easy to carry and easy to shoot. ”

The crew got together, you and I discussed what might be found.

There was anticipation in everyone's tone.

They have even begun to imagine a better life in the future.

"Don't get too excited, let's go repair the ship first." Draco stopped the increasingly excited group of men and told them to repair the ship and dispose of the filth left by the monster and the corpses of their companions.

A day later, the Cowboy West, having completed its initial repairs, headed for the area that was emitting energy fluctuations.

Two days later, they bypassed the torn and dangerous void of strange flesh and blood to reach an area full of starship wreckage.

The starship had completely disintegrated, reduced to countless decaying wreckage, and it was almost impossible to find anything useful.

But that energy signal continued to be sent.

They sent several exploration boats and eventually found the source of the signal in a pile of wreckage and salvaged it to the ship.

It was a device with a smooth and bright surface, with no dents visible, as if polished as art crystals, and resembling a coffin.

The inside of it was still working in a way that Draco and the others didn't understand.

Draco and the others observed for a long time, and the only thing that could be observed belonged to the Human Alliance.

Because the device has the emblem of the Human Alliance on it, and there are some human characters.

[Foundation Exclusive, Logistics No. 1938, Extremely Dangerous]

"There's got to be something precious in this." Vaughn slapped it, "Captain, we need to see what's inside." ”

"What do you think?" Drake was still more cautious, he looked at the psyker-Hemond on the side, "Do you have any bad premonitions?" ”

"I couldn't perceive anything, and this device prevented me from snooping. Not to mention anything else, this device alone can make us a lot of money, and the materials that can completely obscure the psyker's perception and even block the psyker's vision are priceless. ”

This remark made the crew even more excited.

"Must be opened." Mohawk shouted, "It's done, it's done." ”

"Yes, Captain, look what's inside."

"Get rich."

"Get rich."

They shouted loudly, and they all made a noise.

Draco couldn't help it, he looked at Isola, "Can you get out of the way?" Brothers. ”

"There are some difficulties, the encryption technology of the Human Alliance is very advanced, and it is difficult to break unless it is a cutting-edge hacker of the Empire." Isola said, "But it's not impossible, since this equipment is used for logistics transportation, it must have a key, so that logistics personnel can check whether the goods in it are still there." Why don't you scan the wreckage of the starship and see if there's anything of the same material, and if you can find it, you might be able to open it. ”

"Then let's look for it." Draco said, "I hope Lady Luck is sheltered." ”

Maybe it's because of the prayers, but Draco and the others are lucky.

Isola guessed correctly, there was a special card made of the same material floating in the wreckage of the starship, which also emitted an energy signal, but it was too faint for them to catch.

"It's really smooth, I don't know what material it's made of, it's so smooth." Draco looked at the card he had caught, placing it next to the device, and a slight mechanical sound sounded.

The sleek equipment was unshackled, and the crew manipulated the robotic arm to remove the lid.

But the contents disappointed the expectant crew, and it was not a treasure, nor a rare knick-knack.

Rather, it is a sculpture of an angel with a distorted face and a hand covering his eyes, still made of stone.

Draco scanned it with an instrument and found that it was just a sculpture, without any mystery.

Next to the sculpture is a pamphlet with a standard operating manual for Foundation Containment on the cover.

Draco flipped the cover.

[Published by the Human Alliance Foundation for Special Affairs]

[Non-Standard Containment Object, Designation: 773214, Codename: Weeping Angel]

[Warning: Do not close your eyes when Containment No. 773214 appears.]

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Draco glanced at it a few times, and found that it was all dense text, so he just threw it aside.

What a mess.

"That's it? It can't be some kind of prank. Vaughn's tone was filled with disappointment, "With such good equipment, it ends up with a worthless tattered sculpture." ”

The others were booed, and it was obvious that they were disappointed.

"At least this equipment is still quite valuable." Isola shrugged her shoulders and said with a smile, "Go back and sell it, and you can make a profit." ”

Bai was happy, repaired the ship as soon as possible, and then turned back to a safer place to explore, and by the way, found a way to find a seller for this equipment. Don't go too far, it's too dangerous. Draco admitted, and planned to fix the ship and leave.

"Alright, let's all disperse, you guys close the lid and put the things in the warehouse. The sculpture is not worth much, but the equipment is still very valuable. Isola instructed Vaughn, and after the Mohawks put the thing away, they turned and left.

Vaughn and the others drove an engineering hovertruck over and moved the salvaged equipment to the cargo hold.

As they put the salvaged equipment away and prepared to drive out of the cargo hold, Vaughn subconsciously looked back.

It was discovered that the sculptural angel inside the device was standing next to the device at some point, instead of lying inside, and the lights in the cargo hold were flickering, and the angel's hand was not covering his eyes.

Vainton felt bad, and a chill rose up his spine.

"The God Emperor is above, it feels a little wrong."

Write about the demon hunting line first, otherwise it will be no fun to crush the Tyranid Empire vigorously.

Today's 15,000 goal has been achieved.

(End of chapter)