T'au Dorn: What a beautiful meteor shower! (Combined)

Only two and a half years have passed since Atlas was reorganized, but the situation in the Maelstrom has undergone a dramatic change.

Ten thousand years have passed, and everyone has forgotten why Atlas was able to reign supreme in this place where all sorts of demons and monsters gathered. In fact, those memories have become ancient myths.

As the saying goes, the T'au Star Sector is not peaceful, the Storm Sector has no storms, the Misty Sector is the hardest hit, and the Sol Sector has the darkest heart. There are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

The same is true of the Extreme Sector. This godforsaken place is characterized by its extreme size, the biggest feature being its sheer size. It is so large that the Extreme Sector is as big as the other Four Great Sectors combined.

Large means chaotic. During the Human Federation era, the Extreme Sector was also a relatively chaotic starfield.

As we all know, the Milky Way is three-dimensional, resembling a giant pancake, cake, or bread. In short, it's not like a regular map where points are points and lines are lines. It's an extremely complex three-dimensional structure, and most importantly, it moves on its own.

You heard right, the Milky Way moves on its own, just like Terra orbits the sun. The Milky Way also slowly rotates on its own.

This leads to a very real problem: you never know what's hidden near your hometown. Ten thousand years is enough time for the Milky Way's spiral arms to shift on a large scale.

Just like cockroaches in your home, you can't find them normally, but as soon as you let your guard down, they'll infest you and show you what Cockroach to crack is.

How many Cockroach could be raised in 10,000 years? The answer is too many.

Not to mention the Great Rift that tore the galaxy apart during the War in Heaven, a wound sealed by the Necron and now reopened by that idiot Abaddon, right next to the Maelstrom.

Like a sewer pipe, who knows where it leads? Maybe the depths of the Maelstrom are directly connected to the Eye of Terror.

Space Squats, Orks, Necron, abstract Xenos, Dark Eldar, strange pirates, and even the rampant Chaos Cultists—the area around the Maelstrom has everything, including the Tau.

Other weirdos are understandable; even the seemingly lowest- Space Squats were once wealthy. But what do you mean by "Tau"?

If even these Far Eastern country bumpkins are begging in the Maelstrom, then this is no ordinary Xenos; Wolf Wolf has to Strike Hard!

How could he allow others to sleep peacefully on his own bed? The first thing Mordred did after returning to his home planet was to clean house; the better off his neighbors were, the happier he felt.

The reorganized Atlas has 13,000 men, which may not seem like much, but it's still far stronger than when Mordred first returned to the Legion.

This doesn't even include the Greyshields that Guilliman brought along as part of his contribution; all told, there are at least 30,000 troops, plus the Astra Militarum and local garrison forces.

With this group of people gathered together, along with Mordred and Sisyphus, the Primarch, the people around the Maelstrom were truly blessed.

And that's not all. Unlike Sisyphus, who's a noob, Mordred seems to excel in stats and plays League of Legends, but his true specialty is StarCraft.

Imperial Truth is bullshit, the Astartes Codex is toilet paper, what's yours is mine, what's mine is still mine, if my neighbor hoards grain, I hoard guns, my neighbor is my granary.

As long as the war continues, Atlas will multiply like the Orks, and no resources will be wasted; they will all be dragged to the rear for recycling and reuse, using war to sustain war.

As steel ships, like swarms of ants, came and went, Serenity began its rapid reconstruction, radiating outward from its core.

Ten thousand years later, the madmen once again remembered the fear of being dominated by Atlas, and this time, no one would allow it to continue to grow wildly.

The khaki combat suit moved through the countryside, raindrops falling on the surface of the nanocrystalline gold armor and shattering into tiny splashes.

A standard Fire Clan Tactical Squad roamed the city's outskirts, slowly gliding over every suspicious corner with Pulse Rifle to prevent the invading flock of terrifying chickens from entering the city.

This is Stansome, a small world on the edge of the Maelstrom with a population of less than 3 billion, but for Dorn, Stansome is his second home.

This place boasts boundless grasslands and dense, towering rainforests. With lush vegetation and a suitable environment, it is a rare and fertile land.

Especially for the Tau, who evolved from amphibians and reptiles, the environment here is exactly the same as their home. The only drawback is the strange wild animals, each one more ferocious than the last.

Walking trees, dinosaurs over ten meters tall, giant mushrooms wandering in the swamp, and terrifying flocks of pheasants over three meters tall—heaven knows why such bizarre creatures evolved in this area.

None of that matters. What matters is that the Tau have adapted to the local environment and learned to live in harmony with nature.

Guided by the path of Supreme Good Path, before the Damocles Gulf Crusade, the Tau did not remain stagnant like those vicious humans, but instead began their several expansions of the celestial sphere.

Relying on ships acquired through trade with the Space Squats during their expansion, the Tau finally witnessed the amazing technology known as the Warp Engine.

For Dorn, a warrior of the Fire Clan, fighting is their life's work, a duty bestowed upon them by the Supreme Good Path.

He didn't understand what the Earth Caste craftsmen meant by the Warp Engine; he only knew that it allowed ships to travel at higher speeds.

Unfortunately, with their ships destroyed, their colonial fleet could never return to Holy T'au.

According to historical records, this group of Tau who suddenly appeared in the Maelstrom did not come on their own initiative, since the Tau' area of activity was in the Far East region the Extreme Sector.

From their home T'au to the Maelstrom, it's practically a strait across half the Milky Way. The Tau's travel speed would never allow them to reach this point. And all of this is thanks to the wondrous Warp, or rather, the Warp Engine developed because of the Warp.

It was an accident, but also an experiment. For the future of the T'au Empire, Dorn's ancestors joined the expeditionary colonization plan without hesitation and boarded the experimental colonization ship called the Light of Hope.

But while the idea was beautiful, reality was cruel. The Tau were completely unaware of the darkness of this universe, especially for them, those skinny, blue-skinned monkeys with dim souls, or simply, dull souls.

The short-haired old man did sell a few ships to the Tau, but they were all scrapped, and the Warp Engine they carried were even growing fat.

More importantly, don't underestimate these short people; they're petty and narrow-minded. Even if it's scrap, they won't sell it as a whole ship; they'll sell it by the piece.

These shorty-like people are very cunning. They claim to have a cooperative relationship with the T'au Empire, and even provide plasma technology, but they only sell second-hand equipment. They never bring out the latest equipment, and their motto is sustainable development and exploiting resources to the point of Ruinous Depletion.

Even these defective products aren't genuine goods; they're actually salvaged human wrecked ships from Warp by Space Squats —the kind that's utterly despicable.

At first, the Tau thought they had made a profit, after all, these odds and ends were right in front of them, a single steel plate could fetch an astronomical price, and there were those terrifying so-called Cogitator.

This thing is so inhumane; many Tau have developed psychological problems from seeing these monstrous things.

In fact, the Tau were not completely ignorant of the Empire; on the contrary, they knew just how terrifying their fearsome neighbor was.

Its territory is so vast that it occupies a huge part of the starry sky, with 500 core worlds, also known as the Ultramar 500 Worlds. Its extreme actions are unprecedented.

Even those Gue'vesa who had converted to the Supreme Good Path couldn't help but sigh at the great man's Ambition when they talked about the Lord of the Ultramar 500 Worlds.

Although it was only hearsay, the Tau knew of the terrifying Monarch named Robert Muscle Brute, whose body, even in his slumber, was placed on his home planet and received tributes from all nations, suppressing Ultramar for a full 10,000 years.

That's 10,000 years! The known history of the Tau is less than 10,000 years. According to genetic tracing analysis, the Tau had just crawled out of the water 10,000 years ago.

Having such a terrible neighbor living next door is definitely not a good thing, but what's even more despairing is that, after the Water Caste's assessment, they realized that they simply couldn't withstand the attack from Ultramar.

This discovery even caused internal strife in the T'au Empire, with many people fleeing to the Far Sight Enclave. But even so, they were still uneasy, because even in this Far Sight Enclave, a country within a country, they could still see humans appearing out of nowhere, and these humans were even more terrifying.

The terrifying upright apes back home only kill us, but the terrifying upright apes here enslave us to do work.

In fact, these Tau went quite far, not only far from the Ultramar 500 Worlds, but also jumping to the Imperium Nihilus before the Great Rift opened.

In fact, due to the vast distance in time, around 800 years ago, the entire Imperium of Man was focused on the Macarius Expedition and paid no attention to these suddenly appearing blue-skinned monkeys; anyone who didn't know better would have mistaken them for mutants.

As for why the Tau think the humans here are more terrifying, it's entirely because the Ultramarines too anthropomorphic. The terrifying neighbor in the eyes of the T'au Empire is already considered a beacon of civilization for the Imperium of Man.

The reason the Tau were captured and enslaved was not intentional on the Imperium of Man. At that time, the Terra government no longer had the ability to govern this area. It was because there was a world in this region that was quite famous in the Empire and even in the Warp, called Olympia.

But these unlucky guys had no idea; they thought they were in the Ultramar 500 Worlds.

After all, regardless of whether the Iron Warriors were corrupted by Chaos, they still had two arms and two legs, and wore thick, large Power Armour. Apart from having more spikes, they were, in the eyes of the Tau, Ultramarines.

This is devastating news, meaning that the T'au Empire is very likely surrounded by Ultramar. What can we do now? We can only continue to expand our mining operations. I must immediately assemble my fleet and flee.

After replicating it one-to-one, the Tau devised a navigation technology called the Sub-current Module. After testing it, they found it to be very useful and put it directly into their colony ships.

But as expected, something unexpected is bound to happen next. The Light of Hope, as a test prototype, has gone a step further. Unlike previous tests where it skipped across the gap between the Warp and the real world, it instead rammed into it with full power.

After all, in the eyes of the Tau, the Warp is a treasure trove. The Sea of Souls can propel us through it once, and it can propel us through it a second time. If we go deeper this time, we can definitely fly faster.

Not to mention the blue light emitted by the Warp Engine; Tau skin is blue, so this must be a blessing from the Supreme Good Path.

And so, to the utter bewilderment of the Iron Warriors, this T'au colony fleet neither sailed at Mandeville Point nor activated the Gellar Field, but instead floored the accelerator and traversed the Warp in their bare bodies, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

Not to mention normal people, even the lawless Atlas wouldn't dare to do such a thing. They would either be torn apart by planetary gravity or flung away by a sudden Warp vortex. Unless they were going to die in the next second, no captain would dare to do it.

As the saying goes, ignorance is bliss. This series of blunders resulted in the colony fleet being reduced to a mere ten percent, with only a small number of Tau surviving and being thrown into the Maelstrom.

The survivors even thought that their compatriots who were swallowed by the blue light were not dead, but just separated. They did not see the blue birdman wandering in the storm at all. The Supreme Good Path is indeed true.

Even more abstractly, the fact that these Tau survived is truly a blessing from the Supreme Good Path. Due to the Empire's inhumanity, there were a large number of Gue'vesa in the colonial fleet, who were the so-called human traitors.

The Tau are bastards, but humans are different!

The worse things were before, the better things are now. The Empire is just too awful, so awful that we can't survive. Don't blame us for not going home for dinner; we're going straight to Titanium.

This outcome was inevitable, since even the Warp Demon knew how utterly depraved the Empire was, leading to the terrifying punishment of exiling Daemon to the Empire, or even worse, exiling them to Terra.

Countless Daemon have died within the Empire, some completely wiped out, others worked to death. And there are quotas to meet; you must perform well, you must keep the Empire from collapsing, and prevent the Cursed from blowing it up.

"Genestealer dies for the state, Chaos protects the empire" is not an adjective, but a verb.

So when this group of Gue'vesa merged into the T'au Empire, they immediately used their human specialty: they crossed their legs, spread their hands, and shouted that they must start praying immediately!

They prayed so much that they created a T'au'va Goddess was neither human nor titanium.

The T'au'va Goddess is useless, belonging to the worst tier of lesser gods, but she's actually quite capable when it comes to trouble. She managed to pull through Carlos's clutches and save the lives of those unlucky guys.

The last remaining colonial fleet escaped the Warp before collapsing completely and eventually settled in Stansome.

Seeing that his electronic pet, which he had raised for so many years, had run away, Carlos still wanted to have some fun. Then the other bird head pulled out a scepter and hit him with it, making him open his dog eyes and see where he was.

Stop with the abstract stuff! Didn't you see that green lightning crackling around? Hurry up and run! There's a silly little girl in Holy Terra we can fool around with.

The Tau are indeed very lucky, no one can argue with that, but good luck isn't absolute.

Stansome is a very well-located little world, mainly because it is extremely spacious, so spacious that even in the Maelstrom, a place teeming with all sorts of monsters and demons, it is like a rural corner.

The only special thing is that it is very close to the Maelstrom, and you can often see some Emerald Lightning.

As for why it's so desolate, the Tau don't know. There isn't even a single intelligent life in this place, only dilapidated fortresses scattered throughout the world and extremely ferocious wild animals.

Everywhere there were wrecks and ruins. The ships that had been acquired at high prices from the Short-skinned allies were all in Stansome. Those Steel Battleship Character Mark A were piled up like mountains, making it a veritable ship graveyard.

As the ninth generation of Tau, because many of the survivors were ancient Gue'vesa, Dorn's parents named him after an ancient hero, based on a mythological story unearthed from local ruins: T'au Dorn.

What is the price that the Tau of Stansome live so well at?

Why does no one dare to come to Stansome? Why do no Xenos dare to occupy this seemingly defenseless, habitable world? Why don't even the Chaos Daemons dare to lay a finger on this planet so close to the Maelstrom?

Even if the Daemon don't come, Xenos don't come, How Could n't the Chaos Space Marines? This planet is so good; do they really want to play extreme survival games in Warp, fighting to the death for a sip of water?

The Tau don't know, nor will they think about, this question. Even if they discover some clues from those Atlas ruins, they won't make them public.

This is the safest approach, but also the most reluctant choice.

Like the Imperial Truth, the Supreme Good Path is a lie. They cover their heads and pretend not to see it, then use their own ideas to educate the masses, but someone will answer their questions.

The rising sun shattered the darkness, bringing with it a group of uninvited guests who had come to collect debts. Watching the fiery red meteors fall from the sky, Dorn murmured to himself, "So beautiful! Look, it's a meteor shower!"

Upon hearing Dorn's call, the other team members also opened their masks and looked up at the sky to admire the beautiful scenery.

They quickly realized something was wrong: why was the meteor getting bigger and bigger, and why did it seem to be curving?

"Boohoo! It's the Ambition Ultramarines! They're coming after us."