Warhammer: Saving Humanity Begins with the Resurrection of Horus

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"Horus, something's not right. This woman... is hiding something from us."

“Extract it first. If anything goes wrong, I’ll take over the body. Don’t worry, there’s no chaotic or corrupted aura on her. She’s probably just hiding part of the truth from us.”

Lynch took a deep breath and then increased the intensity of his extraction. Soon, Horus joined in, helping him extract the "music box".

A white light appeared in the small room, and a look of shock slowly spread across Evelyn's face. She stared at the ordinary-looking music box that had appeared in the white light, and her breathing became heavy.

The white light completely dissipated, and Lin Qi reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Then, suppressing his physical and mental exhaustion, he examined the music box that had appeared in his other hand, tossed it up, and weighed it in his hand like a ball.

"do not want!"

Seeing his actions, Evelyn immediately called out urgently. But she quickly realized the inappropriateness of her behavior, so she stepped forward, lowered her posture, and spoke respectfully to Lin Qi.

“Lynch, please don’t be so violent towards it. Omnisiah’s creation should not be treated like this.”

“Omnisaiah’s creation… So what exactly is it? Sage Evelyn, I hope you can tell me the truth. After all, it seems that I have proven myself as Omnisaiah’s chosen one.”

“A key,” Evelyn said softly, glancing at Lynch, afraid he would repeat the same action as before. “This is a key to a secret of my family. You should know the rumors circulating outside, that I possess a complete STC…”

Before Evelyn could finish speaking, the black communication device on Lynch's body suddenly vibrated. This made his expression change. He raised his hand, gesturing for Evelyn to shut up, and then picked up the communication device and held it to his ear.

The rumor was about the company commander of the third company who was left behind on the Divine Sovereign. His words were very urgent, indicating that he had encountered an unexpected situation.

"Lord Lynch! We've discovered a new alien fleet! We've already engaged them in combat!"

"An alien fleet? Whose? Orcs or Eldar?"

"No, this fleet emerged suddenly from the warp and appears to have suffered heavy losses. The technical sergeant and the accompanying priest told us that they seem to have emerged from the warp without using the Geller field."

Lynch blinked. The fact that they dared to venture into the warp without the Geller stance immediately reminded him of a race that had been talked about by many people in his previous life.

Subsequently, the images of the alien fleet transmitted by the three companies confirmed Lin Qi's conjecture.

Holy crap! Wait, how did I run into Totole here?!

Chapter 91 The Battle of Alpha (Part 6) [The Advantage Lies With Me] (Gula is the name Titanium uses for humans)

massacre.

Cole'O'Tian'Main, the commander-in-chief of the Tau Empire's naval fleet, nicknamed "The Unknown," took a deep breath. His race's keen, hound-like sense of smell kicked in, allowing him to detect the pungent odor of blood beneath the strong smell of disinfectant in the air.

The scene from not long ago is still etched in my mind. Every time I close my eyes, I seem to hear again the sound of my subordinates advancing as they systematically slaughter those auxiliary races, the cries of those races before they die, and the whispers that linger in my ears, like those of a demon.

Did i do something wrong?

He didn't know how to ask himself honestly. Soon, his mind went through dozens of rounds of self-doubt and self-justification. Finally, the fingers on his palms clenched together, turning his open palms into tightly clenched fists.

Whether it's a mistake or not, it's completely unimportant at this moment.

He sighed inwardly. Unlike some of his people who still harbored illusions, as the leader of this fleet organized for the fourth expansion, he knew clearly that given their current situation and actions, once they returned to their home world, they would face certain death.

Therefore, as the leader of his unfortunate people, he is left with only one decision to make, or rather, only one path to choose.

That is to lead their fleet forward, whether it leads to endless hell or a new home, they must persevere.

"I do not know the commander."

A call pulled him back from his reverie. The person who called was his adjutant, a young man from the same family and social class as him, on whom he had placed high hopes, and also one of the organizers and participants in that massacre.

“We tried our best to calculate our location, and in the end we concluded that, due to the loss of control of the Subsurface Module, we had been taken to the heartland of the empires established by the Gula.”

"What is the exact location? I remember we have a star map that we got from Gula before, which should be able to point us in the right direction."

“No.” The adjutant shook his head, the traces of disbelief still lingering on his flat face from not long ago. “That star map… Commander, please don’t doubt it, but based on the information we’ve gathered from the masters of the Tu clan and the Gura we’ve kept behind, the version of that star map is very likely different from the current one.”

He frowned, and soon a possibility came to mind. For some reason, the time they experienced in that strange space was not proportional to the time outside. So, at this moment, hundreds or even thousands of years might have passed, causing the star map in their hands to become invalid.

but.......

Looking at his adjutant, he keenly noticed the disbelief lingering on the man's usually resolute and stoic face—something beyond comprehension must have happened—he thought.

Otherwise, this emotion shouldn't have been so intensely displayed on the face of a Fire Clan warrior with a resilient heart.

"What happened?" he asked his adjutant, his tone calm. "Don't be afraid, just tell me the truth."

Looking at his commander's calm demeanor, the adjutant took a deep breath, then leaned close to his ear, strained his throat, and whispered a conclusion they had reached not long ago.

“We may have… traveled to the past, Commander.”

"We've traveled to the past?" Upon hearing this news, even someone as naive as Bu Zhi, who was already prepared to accept such outrageous information, was taken aback. "How is this possible?"

“No.” The adjutant shook his head. “We learned from Gula what they call that strange space. They call it subspace. And according to the research of several Turk scientists in our fleet, this subspace is probably very different from our traditional understanding of space. It is extremely dangerous, and we already know that. Another point is that there probably isn’t a true concept of time and space within it.”

There is no real concept of time and space.

Unaware of the situation, his brow furrowed, he quickly thought of the warp engines of the Guras, and the Subsurface Module currently on his ship that had previously taken them to hell.

The latter was developed based on the former, with the aim of helping them acquire faster-than-light capabilities like humans.

And that space.......

Is this the truth behind how Gura and his companions can exceed the speed of light? Are they a bunch of lunatics? Would they really go to such lengths to cross the stars?

What's the difference between that and doing the butterfly stroke in a cesspool?

He couldn't understand it, but he didn't want to understand it anymore, because he quickly thought of another possibility, and as soon as he thought of this possibility, a strong sense of excitement and fear rose in his heart.

Fear stems from the fear of the unknown, while excitement comes from the intense sense of mission that surges forth from within.

That is, if he really did go back to the past...

Wouldn't that mean returning to the main group of the race, informing the Aetherians of the possible consequences, and thus preventing the tragedy of the Undercurrent Module going out of control in the future, causing the four-dimensional fleet to be swallowed up on the spot into that "warp"?

Two conflicting emotions surged within him simultaneously, but ultimately, a sense of duty triumphed over his biological instincts. He unconsciously manipulated his facial muscles to appear as calm and composed as if he hadn't heard the news at all.

He thought of the Gura fleet he had discovered after the fleet migrated out of the warp. The advance force had already engaged them, and according to the battle reports, the Gura fleet only had about one-third the number of ships...

Three times the odds versus one time, the advantage is on my side!

He took a deep breath, then raised his head, looked at his adjutant, and slowly gave his orders.

"Have all ships prepare to move. Also, notify Shas'Il'Tian'Kes. Have the warriors prepare to hijack Gura's ships, find their researchers, and then..."

He turned around, looked at the boundless, dark void, and uttered his last words.

"We need to obtain the secret that allows the Gulas to move freely through the Warp without being harmed by those dangers."

Chapter 92 The Battle of Alpha (Part 7) [On the Eve of the Battle]

The Thunderhawk squadron broke through the atmosphere, and at that moment the hangar doors of the combat barge opened, welcoming the return of its master and guardian.

Lei Ying opened his hatch, allowing the personnel inside to disembark quickly. Lin Qi was accompanied by two company commanders and Ryan. Their objective was clear; all the doors along the way had been opened in advance to avoid delays.

Soon, the group entered the bustling operations room. Captain Karen of the Holy Monarch was facing a giant who was almost twice her height, arguing fearlessly and logically.

"My lord, according to the data calculations, our fleet will have a hard time competing with those alien fleets. What they have sent now is only an advance force, while in the rear, according to the reconnaissance results, they have three times the number of our ships."

"Our support hasn't arrived yet, and have you seen the state of their ships? Many of them are quite damaged. In the warp, the lack of the Geller field has clearly caused them considerable trouble. I personally doubt how much combat capability these surviving ships still possess."

"In the end, it is up to Lord Lynch to make the decision."

Seeing that she couldn't persuade the giant before her, or rather, Rudolf Calvin, the third company commander of Star Claw, Karen sighed helplessly and brought in the person in the operations room who had the final say on the current situation.

“I will submit my analysis to Lord Lynch. Company Commander Calvin, you can also offer your own thoughts later.”

"So be it."

The two ended their argument, and Lin Qi entered the operations room at that moment.

The previously noisy operations room fell silent instantly. Everyone immediately stood up respectfully and saluted Lin Qi. Only after he raised his head and made a gesture did they sit down and resume their tasks.

"Karen, Calvin, give me a report on the specifics."

"The enemy is numerous. The Lamenters were the first to discover their presence, and now their fleet is the main force fighting against them."

Lin Qi nodded, looked at the void battlefield under the holographic projection in front of him, reached out his hand, slid his finger on a certain spot, and suddenly enlarged it.

A dozen or so green dots flickered in the projection, while in front of them were an equal number of red dots. These represented the Weeping Ones and the Tau fleet engaged in battle with them. The two sides were clearly engaged in a fierce firefight, and the Storm Maiden—the Weeping Ones' battle barge—was piercing into the heart of the Tau fleet like a sharp dagger, using its powerful defenses and firepower to harvest the surrounding targets.

The outcome of this recent local war is already clear. Even if the Tau people use boarding tactics, it will be difficult to change anything.

Lin Qi shifted his gaze to a more distant location, the place where the subspace rift had suddenly appeared, as reported in the report. Nearly a hundred ships of various sizes were quietly anchored there, many of them appearing dilapidated, with bizarre pieces of flesh embedded in their steel. However, there were at least thirty ships that looked to be in good condition.

This number is almost the same as Lynch's fleet. Even including the Weeping Ones, his entire fleet only has thirty-nine ships, a huge difference compared to the enemy's numbers.

The only thing that might be superior is quality?

Lin Qi took a deep breath. He glanced at Horus and saw that the other man's expression remained calm, which immediately eased the tension in his heart.

"Do you have a way to win?"

"Hard to say."

Horus spoke directly, without any euphemisms, laying bare the disadvantageous situation on the battlefield.

"We have too few ships, even with two combat barges and nine strike cruisers. Those alien warships are a type I've never seen before, but just from their appearance, I can tell they are quite powerful."

Horus's words were full of calm and rational analysis, and they also revealed a reality.

That means if they were to use their current strength to fight the other side head-on, even with the Primarch's command, they would still pay a considerable price.

After all, naval warfare is heavily reliant on paper data. Command can indeed have a powerful effect, but it will still appear lackluster in the face of numerical statistics.

"What should we do then? Retreat?"

“No,” Horus said. “We will not retreat.”

"but......."

Lynch frowned upon hearing Horus's words. But the next moment, seeing the changes on the holographic projection, he immediately understood why Horus had spoken to him in this way.

The Tau fleet began to move. They started to rapidly trace patterns in the void, and from these patterns, Lynch, who had been influenced by Horus for some time and had developed a certain tactical mindset, immediately understood the enemy's intentions.

"Are they trying to surround us?"

Horus nodded, and then a cold smile appeared on his handsome and majestic face.

"Looks like we've been made prey... Lynch, how long until our reinforcements arrive?"

Lin Qi took a data panel, swiped and clicked on it a few times, and frowned as he looked at the displayed data.

"There are still two days left, what are your plans?"

"Two days? That's enough. You take command of the fleet now, and leave the rest to me."