Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 80 Subspace Nightmare Emperor's Blessing

Humans live on an island called ignorance in a dark ocean that is vast and full of secrets, but we should not sail too far and explore too deep.

————From "The Call of Cthulhu"

The Geller stand is the greatest invention of the dark ages of mankind so far. Without one, their position in this dark universe is already doomed from the first hour when human beings can sink into the subspace. Alan Bayer can't imagine those horrible things. How horrible things are studied, and it is impossible to imagine how much energy humans have spent to place themselves in the ocean of consciousness.

This dark and deep place is definitely not an area suitable for any physical world creatures to sneak into. Even the lieutenant colonel who has lived two lifetimes, seen wars, and killed countless horrible things can't help but lose his mind due to those terrifying hallucinations.

The source-driven lumen strips in the corridor of the loyal battleship began to flicker. Under the flickering light, grotesque things with naked bodies walked in the ship. They had many joints and twisted bodies, like humans but not like them. Their eyes can make you feel that they are indeed intelligent and conscious, and their bodies are twitching all the time, like epileptic patients.

They brushed past the bodies of the crew, and the poor souls could only keep ignoring them and chanting words of unwavering faith.

"I have crossed the nether world with my soul, the God-Emperor is above, the God-Emperor is above!" the soldier in the navy uniform was chanting, the words began to become unclear, Alan Bayer gradually could not understand his language, and the lieutenant colonel All he got was a bullet that blew his head out.

This is not a subspace creature but an illusion. It is useless to close your eyes or even sleep. Maybe you can escape for a few minutes only if the whole ship is unconscious. They will all be slaughtered.

They are always by your side, you can feel their illusory souls when you close your eyes, and hear their rustling whispers when you close your ears. Unless you leave the subspace, those nightmares will not dissipate.

Now the soldiers on the ship started shooting at each other, and even the captain's condition was definitely not good, he stood by the command point and said. "Salia, is that you? Sister? Why..."

"what!"

"No! God Emperor!"

A strong-willed person like the staff officer is not necessarily good. Sweat dripped from his brow, and he chanted the complicated state religion standard prayers, but his eyes were fixed on the distance. What did the students of the Faithful Academy without parents see?Because Alan Baier is unknown, and his condition is not good.

Lieutenant Colonel Arvada, lieutenants, comrades, all the people he knew who were kind to him were persuading him to join their party, but this was not a gentle admonition, but the subspace wanted to take his soul.

And the most determined officers in the empire are like this, so what about the others, it is conceivable that this terrible place is like this, screaming constantly...

If it weren't for the fact that Geller's position is only slowly dissipating, subspace entities will also be attracted by the human souls and flesh and blood on the battleship. Subspace is not only the domain of the gods, but also countless terrifying "creatures" and distortions entity, greedy for any soul in the material universe.

Alan Baier thought so, and suddenly felt heavy on his shoulders, a naked hairless monkey, three hands, four joints and five eyes, an asymmetrical thing, the size of a small dog fell on his shoulders, and groped Alan with its arms Bayer's head seemed to be trying to find the soul of this entity.

Alan Baier instantly realized that this was a "genuine product"!
Anyway, can you imagine the feeling of turning your head and seeing this thing?Alan Baier didn't scream, he'd seen a lot of horrible things, and this thing was disgusting, but it didn't rank!

He yanked the monster's spider-like arm, and threw it on the first class, on the cold ground. The monster's body twitched abnormally, like a video cassette recorder. Alan Baier pulled out the Kata from his waist Chang's long blade knife was inserted into the neck of that chaotic thing.

"Go to hell!"

After the eardrum-shattering scream, the thing died, as if they had the concept of death, but after the blade was pulled out, the thing quickly got up, as if it was all right, and continued to reach out to touch Alan Baier .

"Fuck..."

It's frightening to have such a thing around you, not to mention that it can eat, drink and scatter all over, and a normal person may go crazy in a few days, not to mention that this is something that can barely enter the ship from Geller's standpoint, not a real demon.

But now the light of Geller's position is getting weaker and weaker. If he wants to survive, he must do something, even if he wants to die.

Alan Baier raised his hand and slapped the noble captain of the rear admiral rank on the face. Although he was not in the same department, such behavior was also very unruly, but now is not the time to struggle with the rules.

"captain!"

"You trash aristocrat who relies on connections, if your faith and will are no match for those hallucinations, when our souls return to the throne, I will report your mediocrity to the emperor!"

"You and your battleship are useless, whether you are facing the red pirates or the subspace, what kind of experienced imperial navy is nothing more than trash!"

The old captain woke up from the weird dream angrily, panting heavily, his military uniform was all crumpled. "What did you say?! You can scold me, but you can't scold her!"

Alan Bair continued to add fuel to the fire. "This battleship will soon be corrupted by the warp and become a demon engine, or one of the countless hulks in the warp, and become a place where demons live, and your incompetence is the chief culprit for this situation!"

The old captain was out of breath, walked up to the command point, and opened the control panel. Anger made his head clear again. Loyalty and honor made him throw the phantom of the subspace to the ground. The family, lover, or the most terrible dream of the past is also gone. Not as good as his obsession with the Emperor and the Navy, and those things have even been carved into his soul.

"You said it!" The captain cursed, and he picked up the communicator.

"All members, the navy that can still move, the head is still clear, come to the front post to pilot the Bordello! Don't indulge in those damn illusions, we have been insulted by the Imperial Navy!"

"The Lieutenant Colonel judged us as useless sailors! Let them see that we can swim proudly in the subspace!"

When the sailors approached the bridge restlessly,

The captain watched the imperial navy guards running quickly, the sound of military boots stepping on the deck, the captain shouted to the others. "The power is fully turned on, the power of the subspace engine is maximized, and we are going up!"

the sailor shouted. "No, my lord, we don't have coordinates. In the subspace storm just now, we may have deviated by tens of millions of light years!"

The subspace has no specific location and space concept, but under the psychic light of the astronomical torch, humans can use it as a beacon to judge its position in the subspace, and the subspace is actually more similar to the seabed than the ocean. It not only It's a plane, and a deep dive.

Geller's standpoint is the outer armor that can withstand water pressure, and subspace pollution is the realization of water pressure. Although there is light, but the psyker dies, the navigator's head bursts, and the human beings are actually not Not sure where to sail.

The captain, who was aware of the situation, looked at the screen of the battleship in front of him, and the camera was broadcasting live broadcast of Geller's stance, which was becoming thinner in the front of the spaceship, as he said. "Close a part of Geller's position, just close the one in front of me..."

"I am not a psyker, but if the Emperor blesses, I can see the light! I believe so!"

The few rationality of the sailors prevented them from obeying this order. "My God, Captain, how can we go forward without you?"

said the captain. "Shut it off, in the name of the Rear Admiral of the Empire, I want to witness the glory of the Emperor and lead us forward!"

But Alan Bayer took out his gun and pressed it against the captain's head. "Forgive my impoliteness, now, give me the holy compass, remove it from the command point, and let me take a look."

The captain was angry. "This is my ship, my duty!"

Alan Baier replied. "No one in this place knows how to drive better than you. The subspace storm hasn't left yet. Without your command, we can't even sail in a straight line. How can we get out of here?"

The sailors immediately raised their pistols. Most of them were small automatic guns of the empire. They couldn't even pierce Alan Bair's carapace, but if they hit the cheek, they would still cause death. The captain threatened Alan Bair with this .

"You are the Imperial Guard, you shouldn't have done this. I put you in danger, so I should let the old sailor take responsibility."

The situation has reached a stalemate. The staff officer picked up Alan Baier's hell gun at this moment. How he judged has become the decision of who is going to witness the current situation of the subspace. In any case, if he has seen such a place, he will be insane at the slightest, and at the worst, the upper body of the devil , whoever witnesses the Warp will lead to the most dire of situations.

Even people with firm will and strong faith will lose themselves even more before seeing the light of the star torch with their naked eyes, instead of successfully finding their own direction in the subspace, otherwise why should they cultivate navigators?Why can navigators become a family? If witnessing the reality of the subspace is something that ordinary people can do, why need them? Just find a few hives or sinners.

He is very clear, everyone present is very clear, to witness the subspace is suicide, they don't know what is there, but the subspace is absolutely dangerous, people without psionic ability can't project their vision, they can only see nearby, And the light of the astronomical torch far away on Terra could not be felt.

The staff should stop the farce, but even if they don't watch the subspace, they will die from the invasion of the subspace because of the collapse of their positions. He doesn't know what it is, he only knows something like water pressure, but he has no idea what it will cause .

But such an action is equivalent to swimming naked in the deep sea for half a minute, and the water pressure can kill a human being in just a few seconds!
The staff officer finally spoke. "I trust you, Lieutenant Colonel..."

He raised his hell gun and shot at those sailors. If he really shot, the instant flame would kill those soldiers and make Alan Bayer take full command of this battleship. So it seems that this bad game, the star world The army won.

The captain lowered his weapon. "You are a great person. If you see the light coming from Terra, I hope you can tell me how beautiful that light is. It can guide us forward and last for thousands of years..." He clearly People could die, and everyone on the bridge raised their weapons, pointing at the lieutenant colonel, lest he suddenly mutate.

The captain handed over the compass with the coordinates written on it to Alan Baier, something that carved the bones, with the approximate direction and specific numbers written on it.

Alan Baier walked up to the command point, the pale blue light in the huge electronic screen blurred the entire terrifying subspace universe, his heart beat faster, and he couldn't believe that he had made such a stupid decision.

The voice of the sailor came from the ear. "Reducing energy output, slowing down, Geller's position in Area A is dissipating..."

Alan Bayer saw bright purple light, large nebula, spiraling spiral things, endless void, several huge monsters floating like islands in the void, a nightmare made of eyeballs, distorted and unrealistic, If he had seen such a thing somewhere, it was probably...

The dream, the absolute nightmare inside...

Those things, the subspace entity felt the soul breath flowing out of the small open position almost instantly, those monsters approached the battleship with their twitching bodies, Alan Bair had no time, his head was tingling, his soul Or something, something that wasn't organs and flesh was twitching too.

Whispers and confused hallucinations filled his head, and he began to wonder which were warp entities and which were hallucinations, were the nebulae real?

Are those monsters real?

The compass in his hand turned into a huge mushroom, and then eyeballs grew on the mushroom, with scales written on the eyes, and Latin words written on the scales, and he began to understand those words, which were written from ancient times to the present, full of countless information , poured into his head in just an instant.

He looked around, but he couldn't see the light of the star torch at all, he couldn't see the holy Terra at all, madness and weirdness were breeding in his mind, he felt his eyes were itchy to death, and his ears were full of indistinguishable spikes. It may be the sailor's call, or it may be a hallucination.

Just when he was about to collapse, a voice suddenly appeared in his head. "Don't think, don't think, don't expect, don't indulge, my child."

Cloudy, rough, perfect, this voice suddenly appeared in Alan Baier's mind, his eyes were clear again, and he saw that the compass on his fingers was clear, like the light of day and the appearance of the huge silver star beside it.

"Shut off!"

After a while, Geller's position was restarted, and the subspace entity no longer found the battleship, and could only wander around. Alan Bayer panted heavily, covered his head, and then unbelievably pulled out many strange meat threads in front of his eyes. Then the thing writhed in his hand, screaming, rotting, and dissipating in dust.

What it was, he didn't know, but don't think, don't think, don't understand.

He only remembers the numbers on the compass at that moment. "N36, W23, that's the direction of Terra..." he said tremblingly, his body was not mutated, his consciousness was still clear, and he sat weakly on the command point.

All the people on the bridge looked at Alan Baier in disbelief. He completed a rare record in human history, facing the subspace universe...

Is he a space warrior?Or a living saint?Obviously not, the captain and staff officer who couldn't explain the situation believed in one thing and shouted. "The God Emperor has appeared!"

Alan Baier still has leisurely questions. "Can you determine the location?"

Under his reminder, the other crew members started the subspace engine belatedly, and then shouted. "Ok finished, heading to Mandeville point, time consuming, not sure..."

"But we experienced a subspace storm. According to the coordinate comparison, we seem to have crossed about half of the limit star field within three hours, my lord!"

The captain took off his hat. "Anyway, the Emperor bless you, for our hero's sake, get out of the warp!"

When the battleship broke through the layer of membrane linking entities and illusions against the weak Geller stand, and after a while, countless rays of light and stars appeared in front of unknown stars, the captain couldn't help but sigh.

"Praise be to the Emperor! It is the stars, I miss this terrible dark void so much!"

cried the sailor. "My lord, I received a distress signal! There are hundreds of messages, all about...alien attacks!"

"According to the time stamp in the information, we have entered the subspace for half a year, but the physical perception is only three hours."

"This is a certain star area in the Ultimate Star Field. According to the communication information, the nearest imperial world here is called Quadra Vidia, and it is an imperial business center."

"The content of the communication indicates that this galaxy is surrounded by aliens, there are Tau and ... Tyranid hives!"

　Swimming naked in the deep sea without a diving suit is as difficult as inviting four peddlers to drink tea in the subspace, and you will die anyway.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)