[Destroy the false emperor.]
The alien empire collided with their footsteps of expanding territory, and the fight between the two civilizations began, with drums and gongs beating and swords drawn.
The evil alien race is well versed in the art of genes and gunpowder, transformation and enslavement. The upper class enjoys the flesh and blood of the lower class, and amidst the splendor are countless slaves whose brains have been dug out.
Those in high positions enjoy privileges at will, wearing gold and silver, ornaments with carvings and patterns, drinking fine wine, and eating fat meat.
Racial instinct makes the lower classes flock to these vested beneficiaries, completely unaware that they are resources being played around with.
This race is keen on superfluous decoration, useless achievements, and vain boasting. It is unscrupulous, complacent, and has no self-awareness.
The origin and development of this race are tainted with the purest violence and waste, with individuals fighting against each other and racial civil wars occurring frequently.
Oh my god, how did they survive
Even the most evil lord of Randan could not help but utter an exclamation when he saw the empire's astonishing waste of resources, internal friction and chaos, and the exploitation of his own race.
They are afraid of death, warlike and violent, treacherous and deceitful, arrogant and extravagant. This race is completely a cancer of the physical world. The more they develop and the stronger they become, the more desperate this world will become.
The so-called "Great Expedition", do they really know what they are doing
The pseudo-emperor's territory expands again and again, accompanied by endless killing and chaos, taking away resources and leaving chaos behind.
As more and more people are drawn into the wave, increasingly radical sentiment will only weaken the barriers between the subspace and the physical world.
What makes them laugh the most is that such a race actually calls itself "righteous"
The whole room burst into laughter.
What could make this extremely evil race boast so much about themselves? Was it the ridiculous illusions in their heads
Instead of letting their blood-related upper-level enslavement of the lower-level, it is better to let Ran Dan do this. At least Ran Dan never kills slaves for emotional reasons, and they cherish every resource.
Compared to the empire that advocates absolute violence, Ran Dan is confident that he can defeat them. In terms of psychic attainments, they are far superior to these monkeys who only know how to scream around the fire.
The war has begun.
Hundreds of millions of soldiers were thrown into the battlefield. Bullets pierced through the wind, swords cut through flesh and blood, screams and spells rang out together, and war machines slowly rolled over, accompanied by broken flesh and limbs.
The blasphemous genetic warriors of the alien race joined the battle. Those flesh and blood monsters who were keen on dressing themselves up with different paints were so ugly that Ran Dan felt sick.
But it was such a stupid and wrong existence, relying on their absurd deaths, tore through Ran Dan's defense line bit by bit.
The first two battles were not very glorious, and the third gunshot was even more determined to wipe out and settle accounts.
The false emperor ordered his descendants to embark on the journey, at the cost of the death of both races.
As the commander-in-chief of this war, the eldest son of the false emperor is cold-blooded and rational enough. The screams of his children and the blood of his brothers are not enough to shake him.
The armies of lions and wolves pressed forward step by step, and the balance of war began to tilt.
Faced with the empire's relentless pressure, the Randan people also took a desperate attitude, offering sacrifices and making lives, and the chanting of the High Heaven echoed.
An entire legion fell here, and the rest of history will never see them again.
But this giant was so huge that even if they tore off a few pieces, the rest of the legion would immediately make up for it.
Among the Randan people, some insightful people realized the end of destruction. Holding on meant extinction. The lion's sharp blade had already been pointed at their throats.
They need to retreat!
The wise Randan people had already figured out the characteristics of each of these enemies. Just like those stupid colors, they stubbornly stuck to their own characteristics, or shortcomings.
Search for the right person.
A little bit of provocation, a little bit of seduction, a little bit of clues, deliberate conversations and showing weakness, the loyal eldest son really turned his attention to the siblings who were already on the list.
Human superiors are characterized by arrogance and sarcasm. They are used to being superior in front of their slaves, so they are unable to humble themselves and communicate with their peers.
On a high-pressure battlefield, this is enough to tear a tiny gap into a chasm.
Rumors eventually became truth, brothers turned against each other, and even on Ran Dan's battlefield, these wild monkeys did not forget to swing their sticks at their comrades.
The goal has been achieved. Taking advantage of the gap when the alien races were killing each other, a branch of Ran Dan successfully escaped from the battlefield. In order to conceal their tracks, the number of ships in this fleet was not large, but the soldiers on it were the elite among the elite.
Even if there were enemy troops chasing him, Ran Dan, who had calculated the timing in advance, was fully confident that he could escape.
They will pass through several small alien galaxies, then through the human forge galaxy Just, and after Just, it is the hive world that is so rich that it is overflowing with oil.
Behind you is the human empire's foolish fighting with each other, and in front of you is a beautiful and weak alien country. As long as you pass through here, the road ahead will be smooth.
The tiny pocket kingdom of the alien race vanished under the shadow of the Randan fleet. In front of Randan, who was good at using psychic mind control, these alien races that had not even discovered fire were not worth mentioning. They moved forward without hesitation.
But then came the turning point.
The arrogant eldest son was not as rude as he seemed. The cunning and cautious enemy summoned other legions from other territories.
Death Guard
Another regiment of stupid colours, but at least their unadorned armour makes the jokes about Randan a little less generic.
On the flagship, Lord Randan silently analyzed the battle situation. One must not underestimate the enemy, as arrogance and relaxation are always taboos on the battlefield.
Even after replenishing resources in the previous few galaxies, the ammunition of this Randan fleet was not very abundant, not to mention that they also needed some fleets to disperse the firepower of the First Legion at the end of the fleet.
The high mobility, high combat power, and psychic talents of the Randan people are of no advantage in this kind of fleet battle. They need close combat! They need face-to-face fighting and blood!
In fact, the most suitable tactic for Ran Dan would be a surprise leader decapitation battle. Ran Dan can use psychic power to control the enemy's leader and then issue orders to disrupt the enemy's army.
But the opposing fleet did not give them any chance for close combat. The fleet that had just sailed out of Mandeville Point was ruthlessly torn apart and driven into the destined graveyard.
There were also small-scale boarding battles during this period, but the enemy relied on their numerical advantage to gradually scrape off the outer shell of the fleet. And the more ominous news was -
Just now, the second largest ship in Randan’s fleet was captured.
It was not sunk by the exchange of firepower between ships, but fell into large-scale boarding and beheading.
How could that be
How could that be?!
On that ship there existed a lord whose psychic talent was second only to its own. In previous battles, high-level lords like them even required the opponent to specially dispatch a psychic unit and cooperate with saturation bombing to eliminate them. Their psychic screams before death would drive all creatures in an entire area into madness and submission.
But just now, it just collapsed, nothing happened, nothing happened
There was peace in the warp, but the lord knew that his comrades would not surrender without a fight.
So, what exactly happened
The lord was frantically thinking about the possibilities in his mind, while commanding the fleet to think about the next countermeasures. Two other pieces of bad news also came one after another. The fleets chasing behind them were about to arrive in Just, and the fleet at the other end of Just was also heading towards this battlefield.
The heavy weight of bad news weighed on Lord Randan's mind. There was no need for individual competition. The other side was ready to use sufficient firepower to kill them directly. These rude barbarians would kill them in the most direct and brutal way.
They were defeated because they fled with too few ships, and compared to this barbaric empire, they simply did not invade or occupy enough resources.
The sacrifice of their comrades and the arrival of two pieces of bad news, the fact that no matter how much they planned, they were no match for the barbarians' extraordinary strength, further destroyed it. Perhaps they should launch a boarding mission to destroy both themselves and the enemy. The psychic altar arranged on this ship can allow them to accomplish a feat.
It was so determined and desperate that it ignored the information from its subordinates. It seemed that someone had sneaked into their ship, but the information was not clear and the warning data was too small, so it might be a misjudgment.
Facing impending death, Lord Randan had no time to think about these details. He had to come up with a tactic that would allow the entire fleet to win, otherwise all that would await them would be destruction.
If they are ultimately destroyed, the altar on this ship will leave the most unforgettable memory for their enemies.
Hades stalked silently through the corridors of the alien flagship.
Over-reliance on psychic powers and arrogance. Although individual combat capabilities are amazing, they are still psychics after all.
As long as he is a psychic, Hades has the confidence to defeat him.
The previous large-scale boarding operation went smoothly. Hades didn't know what gave the enemy the confidence to deliberately split the fleet and try to use one of the two main ships to lure the enemy to attack. Perhaps they trusted the level of psychic control too much.
Faced with the attack coordinated with psychic energy, the Death Guard and Cerberus did suffer losses, but having anticipated this, they quickly found the rhythm to deal with this alien monster, although Hades always felt something was wrong during their battle.
The elite monsters were naturally marked out and Hades dealt with them. Except for a Randan leader who was a little difficult for Hades to deal with, Hades directly collected the heads of the rest.
Mortarion's message came, and the Death God who finally exterminated Memanik was able to join another battle. At the same time, the Dark Angels also sent news that they were about to arrive on the battlefield and solemnly promised to bear the sacrifice and blood for the Death Guard -
Because this is the battlefield of the Dark Angels.
The situation now became extremely easy. On the surface, this was a completely favorable situation, the most typical one. Hades could lie peacefully in the command room of the Death Scythe, waiting for his teammates to come and rescue him.
But... from the ship that was captured by the Death Guard, the Death Guard obtained all the information about this sister ship. The bad news is that there is an altar on it - the kind that can tear open the barrier between the subspace and the physical universe.
Tear open the barrier between the subspace and the physical universe, and then draw everything nearby in. In fact, such technological empires do exist, but they are small, short-lived, and difficult to sustain.
Mortarion's vortex grenade is like that -
Mortarion could have opened that grenade and hurled every psyker he disliked into the Warp, and indeed, that was what the Primarch did.
But now. Hades did not understand psychic power. He gave the collected information to the Lantern Bearer Ugo. Ugo's answer was that if possible, the Randans would tear open a Rust rift that could throw the Death Guard fleet into the warp.
Although it was short-lived, under Randan's psychic sorcery, the rift lasted long enough to suck in the entire Death Guard fleet.
If the other side wants to perish together with them
Very bad news, hatred comes from the Death Guard.
What made Hades even more uneasy was that it seemed that Randan's fleet could decipher part of the Dark Angels' communications, which meant that the enemy had intercepted the news that reinforcements had arrived. Faced with the huge gap in strength, the opponent was likely to make crazy moves.
Now they are facing a bomb that is about to explode, and only Hades and Ugo know about it. The Dark Angels and Mortarion may already be thinking about the post-war cleanup.
So, Hades looked at the no-blind-angle perspective map of the enemy ship on the screen and decided to just decapitate and board the ship.
Sneak over and behead the enemy leader. According to intelligence, the spell of the altar can only be activated if the lord sacrifices himself.
Black domain, psychic, plus the map of the main ship of the opposite side, even if it doesn't work, the reinforcements will arrive soon. It seems that we can rush in.
Hades suddenly realized that in this world, no matter how the war develops, no matter how absurd it is, it will eventually return to the stage of individual melee combat.
Is it because the bombing of ships and the fighting of machines cannot convey ideas and concepts
Never mind, Warhammer features.
So Hades happily chose to sneak on board, and his wandering soul streaked through the darkness silently.
According to the plan, twenty minutes after Hades sneaked into the enemy ship, the Death Guard would board the ship again to clean up the aftermath, or carry the failed Hades back.
In those corners where no one cared, some strange noises were heard, but the surrounding Randan people did not pay attention to them.
Some died, while others lived in ignorance.
Even though Hades is a Death Guard, not a Night Lord or Raven Guard, he has learned the most basic stealth skills. With the help of the Black Domain, Hades can boast of passing the stealth test.
By retracting the black domain, when the enemy does not notice Hades, his presence will automatically decrease. However, if the enemy actively focuses their main force on him, the black domain will instead enhance Hades' presence in the enemy's eyes.
For psychic species who primarily use the psychic perspective as a reference for themselves, the effect of Hades' Black Domain is even more obvious.
Specifically, when they didn't notice Hades, it was like they were blind. After they noticed Hades, Hades was like a huge black-headed fly buzzing in front of their eyes.
Death came quickly. Compared with the psychic species of the Druun before, the Randan people had obviously more sophisticated control over psychic energy, which forced Hades to shrink the black domain when killing their souls to ensure instant kill.
After Hades knocked down many Randan people along the way in order to avoid being discovered because his footsteps were too heavy, he finally succeeded in sneaking and arrived at the command room.
At this time, the Death Guards also began to try to board the ship for the second time.
Hades silently crawled in a dark corner near the command room—releasing the black domain.
He doesn't need to go in, he can just rely on the black domain to knock down the opponent. Even if he may not be able to kill the lord, it will be enough to make it faint.
However, the command room is empty?!
Hades jumped up instantly and turned the black domain to the maximum. There! He ran over and saw the lord at the end of the corridor.
No, it’s too far away, Black Domain can’t knock down the opponent.
Hades gritted his teeth, raised his hand and fired a shot, then rushed towards the opposite side, his stealth was exposed, and he killed the target directly!
To his surprise, Lord Randan did not choose to fight. The huge monster turned around and ran away in front of Hades.
Hey, why are you running? Why are you running?!
According to the map Hades remembered, there were no traps near the command room, so he could try the pursuit within a reasonable range.
He chased it and it fled. Wherever they passed through the black area, no grass grew. In the nearby cabins, the corpses of the Randan people lay all the way.
(End of this chapter)