Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

The Ophelia System is located in the northern part of the Storm Segmentation, adjacent to the Sun Sector where the Throne World is located. The system is famous for its loyalty to the God-Emperor.

Around the 200th year of the 35th millennium, due to the power struggle within the Terran Parliament, Pope ‘Bedinian IV’ moved the headquarters of the State Church away from Terra and came to Ophelia to recuperate.

The State Church took root on the planet Ophelia 7, expanded and preached aggressively, thereby grabbing astronomical wealth and laying the foundation for its return to Terra three hundred years later.

To this day, the planet Ophelia 7 is also an extremely important church planet. Its holiness is considered second only to Terra itself, and it can be called the state religion's version of Mars.

The planet Ophelia 4, located in the same galaxy as this holy place, is a famous cemetery world. Believers of the state religion believe that burying their ashes here is equivalent to entering the arms of the Lord of mankind and enjoying eternal peace. Therefore, a large number of high-ranking officials, nobles, and businessmen are willing to pay a large amount of wealth just to be buried after death. A chance to enter the planet Ophelia 4.

Part of the armed force of Battle Sisters from the Sisters of the Martyred Lady is stationed here to guard the sanctity and tranquility of the cemetery world.

However, just about 11 years ago, the peace of the resting place of the dead was broken by noisy greenskins.

"Greenskins! Greenskins as far as the eye can see! They are everywhere! They are coming!"

This was the last message sent out by the Sisters of the Martyred Ladies. Immediately, an endless green tide flooded everything.

Until 11 years later, when the Star Bomber arrived here on the master ship of the King's Landing Taixu, the originally peaceful and peaceful cemetery world had turned into a beautiful Gaia planet with a beautiful environment, a mild climate, and dense vegetation.

The new-born green-skinned boys were chasing and playing among the flowers, waving the remains of an unknown imperial noble in their hands, the emerald green farts were playing in the clear stream, and the lazy-haired Scrooges were crawling in the grass on the bank.

Ophelia has already completely fallen.

There are Ork spacecrafts made of garbage floating in the galaxy. The grinning war totems are grinning on the crudely made pirate ships. The defensive space stations engraved with the Empire's double-headed eagle logo are fragmented and turned into lumps of space junk. Floating in space, they became the raw materials for the greenskins to build garbage ships.

But strangely, there are clearly tens of billions of green-skinned populations living on the planets of Gaia, but there are only a few pitiful ships in the entire Ophelia system.

When the light distorted by the jump engine twisted into a colorful Wanhua Mirror in the Ophelia galaxy, it suddenly lit up. The gorgeous picture instantly attracted the attention of the only few green-skinned garbage ships.

"waaagh!!!waaagh!!!waaagh!!!"

When the light dissipated and the Overlord's huge body stretched out in space, the greenskins on the ship who were already waaagh!!! suddenly became even more waaagh!!!.

“waaagh——!!!”

"Wow, what a hammer." In the master's control room, Gray Feng, who was sitting in Russell's arms, rolled his eyes at the few orc garbage ships rushing towards him: "How dare a few small broken ships dare to rush into the master's face? "

"There is nothing that the greenskins dare not do." Russell gently rubbed Gray Feng's leg with his left hand, his eyes slightly focused: "There is something wrong here."

The Overlord's sensors show that all nine planets in this system have a large number of green skin-specific psychic reactions, but there are only a few garbage ships wandering here. The number of ships is obviously not commensurate with the size of the green skins.

That's it for now, let's fire first.

A group of green boys beat gongs and drums and happily drove their beloved little broken boat towards the oversized iron guy. Before they got close, several thick gun barrels that were wider than the hull of the small broken ship lit up.

The naval guns flickered like fireflies in the endless darkness of space, the light flickering on and off. In just a moment, the small broken ships that rushed into the Lord's face were broken into nothingness, including the orcs and their ships.

"It is not difficult to deal with these pitiful space forces, but it is troublesome to remove those green skins living on the surface of the planet."

Gray Wind sat on Russell's lap and swayed his calves gently, and said: "These greenskins are probably the subspecies leftover from the orc tribe that once coexisted in Bao... At present, all 9 people in this galaxy are Each planet has been transformed into the Gaia planet by the green-skin spores containing the Baor gene, and each planet is filled with howling green-skin."

"There are too many greenskins, too many to be normal. Landing on planets one by one to clear them out would be dangerous and troublesome." Gray Wind raised his head and looked at the outline of Russell's chin: "Should we use Colossus? Use ground blasts Sky star? Or neutron annihilation?"

Although the Colossus cannot be loaded into the Overlord's shipyard due to its size, Gray Wind is here. As long as she is given some time, Gray Wind can use nanorobots to build a simple version of the Colossus on site that can barely launch.

Just like how she guest-starred in Burning Sky Divine Weapon and Ether Dragon.

"No rush, let me think first."

Russell put his palms between Gray Feng's legs and looked at the three-dimensional model of the galaxy projected in front of him with some confusion: "This place is a little strange."

"What's so strange?" Gray Feng asked, tightening his legs.

"Ophelia is an extremely important imperial world. It has vital religious and political significance for the state religion. The military force required to capture it is very large."

Russell said:

"If the orcs hadn't quickly completely defeated the defenders here in the form of a blitzkrieg, Ophelia would have received assistance directly from Terra due to her important position, and the blitzkrieg would have turned into a tug of war... But within the galaxy There are no traces of a large-scale war, which is enough to show that the greenskins captured this place and fought only a short and quick local war."

“But it would be even more strange if the orcs defeated Ophelia with sheer force.

Being able to quickly defeat the heavily guarded holy land of the state religion, the green-skin tribe that invaded here should at least have grown to the point where it gave birth to an orc warlord... But an orc tribe with a warlord didn't even leave a decent ship. There was only a large green-skinned population, but they couldn't get a single cruiser out of the Gaia planets transformed by spores. "

"It's very strange." After hearing what he said, Gray Wind also became uneasy: "But it's not an option to just stay here. The greenskins on the nine planets always have to be dealt with. Since they are afraid of being deceived, We shouldn’t send troops to fight ground wars—earth-blasting stars? Neutron annihilation? Or nano-disasters?”

Russell took his hand out from between Hui Feng's legs, put it in front of his nose, smelled it, closed his eyes and said slowly:

"God's decision."