Chapter 02: The Omnissiah's Way (Patreon)

"Phew.... Holy shit."

Looking down at the withered, yellow planet below, Nathan was slightly dumbfounded.

"I won't be discovered, will I? And we didn't go through the Warp, right?"

"Don't worry, you won't be discovered. The people of this universe...seem to have absolutely no technology to counter Imaginary shields. Simple concealment is enough to make us undetectable."

"What are you talking about, this world doesn't even have Imaginary energy."

Hearing his shipboard AI's words, Nathan rolled his eyes in exasperation. It was simply a matter of exploiting an information gap, but it wasn't a big deal.

"That color down there... it's a disgusting Hive World. Can we go to another planet? I really don't want to go in there."

Looking at the city below, which was revolting just to look at, Nathan felt only disgust and had no desire to enter it.

Although he thought there would definitely be many valuable things inside to help him replenish his energy. In fact, after arriving in this world, his authority had undergone some changes, specifically the authority of the Second Herrscher.

Its essence was to allow free travel within the Imaginary Space, but this world didn't have an Imaginary Space. Only the cesspool that was the Warp, and he had no desire to enter that.

In any case, Nathan really didn't want to go in; it was just too disgusting.

Of course, simple space jumps were still possible, but the range was limited.

"Unable to warp. This location is heavily polluted."

"Sigh... Chaos again, huh? Those entities are always polluting entire sectors."

Hearing this, Nathan felt a headache coming on. Chaos corruption...

He wondered how much energy they could convert. Thinking about it, it was quite interesting. Just now, he had confirmed something: what replenished his energy was the Warp energy contained within the gene-seed.

Of course, he had briefly opened a small Warp portal to test it, and found that he couldn't directly extract the energy. There had to be something capable of bearing Warp power.

The gene-seed hadn't provided much, so a pure Warp creature of reality, a daemon, seemed like a good choice. And, frankly, no matter how powerful those daemons were in the Warp, in the real universe, they were just... so-so.

The Big Four wouldn't be coming down, and as long as he was careful, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Of course, if he could obtain the full energy replenishment of the Herrscher of Finality, that would be even better. He'd even dare to hand-craft an Emperor-class Titan. But unfortunately, it was better not to do that now, because he didn't even know if he could create an Emperor-class Titan with all his Imaginary energy.

And purely authority-created objects couldn't be maintained for long. As for crafting with sufficient materials, it wasn't impossible...

But where would he get so many materials? Just thinking about it made his head hurt.

"Forget it, let's start with the first step. Imaginary Space can't be used, but there's the Theatre of a Thousand People. It's an independent space that can store large quantities of materials."

After thinking through the next steps, Nathan opened the Hyperion's hatch. He then stepped out, directly exposing himself to the vacuum.

He then opened a passage and tossed the Hyperion into the Theatre of a Thousand People.

The Blood Ravens probably stole the stuff and ran. Anyway, there was no corruption or anything strange on his ship, but it was still dangerous to leave it here. Compared to the monsters of 40K, the Hyperion was quite fragile.

"When I get back and have the materials, I'll modify it. See if I can expand it into the Emperor's Dream."

He muttered to himself. Although it was just a dream, he had to take it one step at a time. See if he could find a way back, especially since this Hyperion also had the abilities of the Astral Express. Maybe when he gathered enough energy, he could really break through and return.

"Warhammer 40K, here I come! Let's see what you've got!!!"

Muttering to himself, Nathan descended from the sky without hesitation, physically piercing the heavily polluted atmosphere. He then headed straight down toward the desert outside the Hive City, and soon...

"Ugh, what the hell is this air? Even the worst smog days in my previous life were fresh and pure compared to this. Forget it..."

Looking at the wasteland filled with exhaust fumes and garbage, Nathan fell into a brief silence. Then, with a flash of light, a red robe covered his body. At the same time, a huge red figure emerged beside him. It was the AI Dreadnought he had swiped from the Blood Ravens.

But bringing a Dreadnought around was too conspicuous, so before coming here, he'd heavily modified it into a Kastelan Robot-looking weapon. He'd also used the spare parts to craft himself a set of Mechanicus-style gear.

A fake Tech-Priest blesses the machine.

A true Mechanicus Adept heavily modifies a Dreadnought into a Robot and uses the leftover materials to craft himself a cosplay outfit of the Adeptus Mechanicus.

He also stored the original AI elsewhere and modified the AI's data into something he needed. And he added some Imaginary energy to it, so it wouldn't be corrupted and would be completely obedient to him.

"It still feels pretty conspicuous, but it's better than walking around in my flesh. And the Blood Ravens chapter is best at picking locks and sneaking around, even their AI. So, let's see if there's anything good here."

Looking at the mountains of garbage, Nathan began his operation.

"Let's see if there's anything else in this mountain of garbage. Gather materials to use for crafting later. Otherwise, creating things out of thin air won't last long and wastes energy. This kind of 'I think it works' modification is pretty good."

After checking that he was ready, Nathan walked over, but he hadn't gone far when...

"Scavengers, and some mutants."

Looking at the figures flickering in the distance, Nathan couldn't help but shake his head. When these things saw his exoskeleton-like armor and red robe, they all turned and ran.

That was what Nathan wanted. And even if he encountered some other people, it wouldn't matter. After dealing with the things here, he'd turn around and run. The galaxy was so vast, and communication was so terrible. There was basically no chance of meeting again, so he wasn't afraid of causing any trouble.