MTL - Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation-Chapter 19 generous father
Chapter 19 The Generous Father
The Plague Fleet's fearless behavior, vowing to fight the empire to the end, will not change their fate of imminent failure.
The Imperial Fleet was commanded by a Primarch, and its morale had been greatly improved. The Imperial commanders tried their best not to make any mistakes, so as not to lose the opportunity to be noticed by the Primarch.
Morale has improved, and the number of warships in the Imperial Fleet is higher than that of the Plague Fleet.
The ships of the Chaos side did not intend to cooperate at all. Not long after the battle, they were cut off by the Empire side and fell into a situation where they were fighting on their own.
"Keep on course, destroy their flagships, and win." Guilliman stared at the image of the plague fleet in the tactical projection. In the plague fleet, there was a huge battleship covered with filth and disgusting flesh and blood. There are also malicious eyes staring at the battlefield.
That ship was completely corrupted by the Warp, as evidenced by the flesh and filth.
"Concentrate all energy on the front void shield, the first and second combat groups stop pursuing forward, outflank the plague fleet from the flanks, lock on to attack the opponent's flagship, and attack first. All macro guns are loaded, and the light spear power is turned on At maximum, the bow guns fire forward."
Following Guilliman's words, the bridge of the Macragge's Glory became extremely busy. The technicians, supervisors, and mechanical priests were all running, carrying out the order of the primarch.
The lower deck of Glory of Macragge was even more busy.
The junior officer yelled at the crew members, and from time to time he would draw out his whip or kick those whose speed he was not satisfied with.
The giant rumbling boom will load the shells that are lifted to the artillery deck by elevators into the macro guns.
The mechanical priest maintains the complex energy pipeline and the secondary contemplative system, and he recites the prayer poems of the God of All Machines in binary, praying for the holy machine soul to make the battleship operate normally.
Accompanied by Guilliman's order, the entire imperial fleet accelerated to launch the last attack on the plague fleet.
Guilliman ignored the others and concentrated on the opponent's flagship, looking for the weak point of the enemy ship's void shield,
The length of a battleship is more than ten kilometers to twenty kilometers, and it can easily burn an unprotected world.
In addition to being able to carry more cargo, the huge hull can also use a thicker and more stable void shield.
The core part of the battleship is hidden inside, and the multi-layer void shield protects the hull several meters thick.
Under normal circumstances, a battleship can withstand several hours of bombardment.
Guilliman didn't want to wait that long. A group of weak enemies could stop him for so long, so how could he punch Chaos and kick greenskins.
Bird Divination Instrument, the information collected by the data radar quickly flowed through Guilliman's pupils.
He reads through a page faster than the average human can blink an eye.
The Primarch can read massive amounts of information in a few seconds and make the best judgment.
Soon, the weakness of the Chaos ship's flagship emerged in Guilliman's mind.
There, there is an area where the void shield is flickering. It is unstable, indicating that the pulse regulator of the void shield generator is out of tune.
"The flagship, aim at these positions on it." Guilliman said confidently, his hand danced quickly on the data pad, pressing various keys, and activating the holographic mark from the blur.
The information of the flagship is converted by the thinker computer to form a projection, and several light spots appear on the holographic projection, which is the weakness of the flagship of the chaos ship.
Relevant instructions were quickly transmitted to the entire fleet through the data link, and a series of confirmations were returned through the communications director.
"The entire fleet has locked on the target."
"Then attack and end this space battle completely."
Guilliman said.
The imperial fleet that had completed maneuvering was slowly tightened like a fishing net, and the overwhelming artillery fire submerged the Chaos ships.
Even when the enemy's flagship was bombarded many times in a row, the shield generator flickered frequently.
Countless light spears and torpedoes instantly covered the unprotected hull.
Under the combined strikes of countless nuclear bombs, macro shells, torpedoes, and light spears, the huge flagship lasted for less than thirty seconds.
A huge pillar of fire burst out from the center of the hull, and its spine broke under the bombardment. A second later, the reactor also exploded, and a miniature sun shrouded the Chaos flagship in a perfectly shaped yellow sphere.
Guilliman standing on the bridge felt a burst of bright light, and then it dimmed again.
The light-controlled color-changing filter of the observation port on the command deck automatically turns the gear to pure black to protect the crew on the command deck.
The flagship was destroyed, and the remaining Chaos ships were no longer a threat.
Guilliman asked Breher to settle the rest. At this time, a footstep came.
Donas, the Librarian of the Dawn Star Chapter wearing power armor, walked in front of Guilliman.
"My lord, we have detected abnormal fluctuations on the planet Sara II. The curtain of reality and subspace is being weakened. Those plague warriors are trying to summon their allies."
"Then we need to speed up." Guilliman thought of the things that the traitors might do, which is definitely not something normal people can bear. Just seeing those evil rituals may cause pollution.
To summon the demons of the subspace, **** and cruel sacrifices must be carried out.
After sacrificing blood, pain and soul, those inanimate people will get a body to walk in the real universe, causing huge casualties to human beings.
"Be ready to fight, we need to descend to the surface to clean up the filth." Guilliman said, "I will make the demons of the warp regret and despair for coming to this world."
Sara Star.
The outskirts of Glix Hive.
Staring at the shining void shield light of the last human fortress, Gurlo showed a disgusted expression.
These human beings are stubborn and have been completely brainwashed by the corpse emperor. They are so stupid to refuse the gift from their loving father.
Gurlo walked towards the outer ruins of Glix's Hive City. His swollen body was supporting a Terminator armor that was flowing with foul-smelling liquid, making harsh sounds as he walked.
If others saw this scene, they would probably be afraid that the power armor would be torn apart by the bloated body.
Gurlo's power armor is a very old model, belonging to the years of Horus's rebellion. At that time, the Dark Mechanicus who followed Horus created a batch of brand new Terminator power armors. The power and performance far surpassed other power armors. above armor.
After thousands of years of corrosion, its power armor is no longer what it used to be, rusty and foul-smelling liquid flowing.
But because of the blessing of Nurgle, its power armor is even better,
"They don't understand the fraternity of a loving father. Human beings are always like this, narrow-minded and selfish." Gurlo looked at the other plague fighters. They were also very large in size, but Gurlo was always the biggest one.
"Generosity is the motto of the loving father Nurgle. He is so fraternal. As long as you ask him, you can get his generous love regardless of rich or poor, age, health or disability. But these human beings do not know gratitude and worship the corrupt The corpse emperor refuses to accept the true power of the dark gods."
"We brought them gifts, but they didn't return anything in return. They also regarded us as enemies. I pity them. The son of the corpse emperor has come. We need to launch the final attack as soon as possible to completely defeat the fortress, complete the sacrificial ceremony, and turn this world into a garden of loving fathers."
(end of this chapter)
