Ship after ship leapt out of the warp.
Armed crews from various ships ran around, holding weapons and flamethrowers, searching for enemies that might have sneaked into the interior of the ship.
Entering the physical universe so close to the Great Rift is extremely risky.
The unstable structure of space makes the act of jumping out of the physical universe full of dangers.
The slightest mistake could tear the entire spacecraft apart.
When jumping out of the subspace and entering the real universe, the Geller force field will also become unstable.
At this time, we must be wary of demons taking the opportunity to enter the ship.
Use various weapons to destroy the enemy before it can take shape.
Many small ships rushed out of the subspace and rolled continuously, and the crew members inside were like shaking cans of sardines.
It takes a long distance to recover and straighten the ship.
Only the heavy battleships could remain stable.
Inside the armored hull of the Victory Crown, Calga and the fully armed guards hurried along the corridor illuminated by emergency lights.
The heavy armored body activated the self-stabilization function, and the magnetic steel boots were firmly attached to the metal deck. In conjunction with the gravity system, it ignored the inclination of the corridor and the vibration of gravity.
"Have you spotted any Chaos ships?" Calgar asked the intelligence chief on the bridge through the armor's built-in communication system as he walked towards the main landing deck.
"Sir, there are no enemy ship signals. However, we have received many standard electromagnetic signals from humans seeking help. All cities in the Jahar system have fallen, and many monsters are wreaking havoc."
"If the situation was good, I wouldn't have come here." Karga said, "How can the situation in the Nachmond Corridor be considered good? After solving the problem here, we still have to save the Red Planet. It is said that Abaddon is approaching there. That damn traitor must want to destroy the Red Planet and aggravate the closure of the Nachmond Corridor."
"That sinister and vicious guy, he was lucky to run away quickly from Vigilance Star, otherwise I would have killed him. If I meet him again, I will never let him go."
Calgar was very upset about the battle on Vigilante.
He was only one step away from ending the cancer of the empire.
Unfortunately, the other party was rescued by witchcraft.
Karl suppressed his anger and issued a new order to the communications director.
"After all ships enter low-Earth orbit, each unit will conduct landing operations. The Jahar system has already fallen, and the evil power of the subspace is contaminating it. It is difficult to save it from the abyss of destruction with our current strength. Prepare all transport ships to receive refugees. After rescuing the survivors, we will evacuate the surface and abandon this planet."
"Understood, sir. I will convey your order to all the troops."
Calgar cut off the communication and continued to move forward towards the landing deck.
There were many crew members along the way, all checking the condition of the Victory Laurel.
Seeing Calgar appear, everyone saluted him.
Karl responded with a smile and didn't say much.
The drop deck is ready.
A group of fully armed Primaris warriors were waiting for Calgar's orders.
These warriors are not only Ultramarines,
The Space Wolves, White Scars, and other sub-groups such as the Judgments and the Astral Knights also have it.
They are all mixed organizations in order to strengthen the coordination and feelings between different regiments.
Avoid situations where different warbands are hostile to each other.
Before Guilliman awakened, the hatred between different chapters was very serious.
For example, chapters such as the Carcharodon and the Flesh Tearers were discriminated against. Even though they fought for the Empire, it was difficult for them to get supplies of new equipment. They had to snatch equipment everywhere, which led to tense relations between them and other chapters.
This situation certainly has some reasons within the Chapter itself.
But it also indirectly exposed how poor the cooperation between the various forces of the empire was.
Guilliman broke up the battle groups, allowing them to fight together, understand each other, and reduce hatred.
At the same time, some endangered chapters, such as the Astral Knights, the Lamenters, the Wolf Brothers, etc., were rebuilt, and all the old veterans were placed in them, and they were asked to complete the Primaris upgrade.
Calgar did not issue any battle declaration. He was tired of talking too much, and his brothers were tired of listening.
During the time in the Nachmond Corridor, there were seven or eight battles in a month. When I entered the warp, I slept, and when I left the warp, I went to fight.
Any declaration is nonsense.
"Airborne landing begins, open the portal." Calgar gave the order directly, and the mechanical priests also activated the teleportation device according to his order, opening a portal for the troops.
The same thing happened to other starships, which opened portals and sent out imperial troops.
The transmission beam of the huge mechanical ark was extremely bright. A large number of Thunderbird fighters were sent into the beam, and a large number of Knight Titans were also sent in.
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The Skygate Skyhive.
Tall buildings can be seen everywhere.
Unfortunately, it is all deserted now, covered with strange flesh and blood.
Strange black shadows lurked in unnoticed corners, uttering eerie whispers.
The wriggling limbs left a rustling sound in the dark building.
Everything is so weird and scary.
Absolutely no normal person would want to live in a city like this.
Only a mentally ill person would want to live in a city like this.
A loud explosion sounded.
The firelight illuminated the eerie darkness.
A group of survivors armed with laser guns and wearing messy armor escaped from an archway.
Running and shooting behind.
Beams of light pierced the air and sank into the darkness, causing waves of angry roars.
The survivors had a lot of things, including food and some weapons and ammunition.
Each of them had an expression of having survived a disaster on their face.
I wish my parents had two more legs so they could run faster.
In the darkness, there were constant roars, and staggering zombies walked out of the darkness, stretching out their arms, chasing after the survivors.
The zombies had relaxed expressions on their faces and let out low, hoarse roars from their mouths, like a low-quality speaker with sand mixed in it.
Each of these dead who refused to rest was a pool of blood and flesh.
The internal organs were exposed and the green muscles were exposed outside the ragged clothes.
Once a creature becomes such a creature, its original flesh and blood tissues can no longer function.
The only explanation is that they are controlled by the evil forces of the Warp.
Summoned back from the beyond of death, fashioned into monsters, they haunt the flesh and souls of the living.
These dead appeared after the eternal night.
Those were bad days.
The battleship lost control, crashed to the ground, and hit the hive city. Explosions shook the earth, flames shot up into the sky, and the entire sky was illuminated and turned red.
The fire on the plain burned for several days and nights. When the fire subsided, the whole sky was gray and filled with floating ashes, like a dead world.
After the Meteorite Gate Airport Nest was hit by a huge piece of starship debris, it lost its suspension power and fell to the ground out of control.
Many buildings collapsed after the collision and landing, and more than a third of the people were killed on the spot.
Another third of the people suffered varying degrees of injuries, half of whom died because they could not be treated, and the other half were tortured to the point of excruciating pain and eventually died.
Those who survived didn't have an easy time either.
Strange whispers appeared with the arrival of the eternal night, echoing in everyone's ears, like the accusations of dead ghosts or the cries of the desperate.
Those sounds continued, not giving people a moment to breathe, constantly torturing their brains.
Many survivors went crazy, crying and screaming in nightmares.
They claimed to have seen all sorts of horrible things.
I saw a doomsday scene covered in blood, cruelty and horror.
I saw the dark scenes of those horrible monsters enslaving humans and keeping them in captivity.
Many people who experience nightmares have their fragile minds collapsed and become crazy.
Even the sun became strange after that day.
The light was no longer white, but turned into a gorgeous rainbow color.
This is not a good thing.
This universe is not a fairy tale, there are no fairies flying out of rainbows.
Bright colors often do not represent good things.
If something is out of the ordinary, it means something more terrible is happening.
The Technological Fathers say the star was swallowed by the Warp.
Evil forces have corrupted the sun, a symbol of warmth and light, and transformed it into a distorted being.
Its light no longer represents hope, but a vicious curse.
If exposed to sunlight for a long time, it is very likely to be transformed into a hateful monster.
Even gazing at the sun is no longer allowed.
There is a good chance you will see something extremely horrific.
People of weak minds would be tortured to the point of madness.
The night is equally unsafe.
People always feel that something is watching them at night.
I feel like I'm being treated as prey by some entity.
They were grinding their teeth in the dark, making strange noises, trying to bite themselves.
But when they checked, they found nothing.
Of course, an increasing number of missing persons cases also prove that their feelings may be correct.
Many suffered insanity and delusions in the days that followed, claiming that the monsters were peering into their souls.
At first, people thought they were under too much pressure and were talking crazy.
It was not until the monsters crawled out of the bodies of those people who were howling in pain that they realized that they were not just crazy talk but real things.
Even more terrifying is that the dead begin to resurrect.
First one or two, then they were resurrected in large numbers.
They crawled out of the mud, opened their eyes in the morgue, and crawled out of the corpse pit.
As long as the corpse is not cremated within three days, they will come back and pounce on the living, hoping to satisfy their hunger for fresh flesh and soul.
The long night falls and the world becomes a bad place.
The survivors could only rely on their faith in the Emperor and encourage each other.
They place portraits of humans on their chests to constantly remind themselves what humans should look like.
Trying not to let the evil forces of the warp tamper with their perceptions.
Try not to become a hideous monster.
Surviving in such a situation is a very difficult thing.
But they still persisted and hid in relatively safe places.
For example, the Emperor's Cathedral, where people live a hard life in a sanctuary blessed by priests.
"Run, don't look back."
Captain Caruso, who was sitting in the troop carrier, shouted at the soldiers who were collecting supplies to speed up their evacuation.
Several troop carriers started their engines and directed their fire at the zombies to buy time for the soldiers to evacuate.
Food and weapons are essential to survive.
But the church didn't have such things, so they could only go out and collect supplies.
If all goes well, they can buy a few hours of safety and take away enough supplies.
If things don't go well, it'll be like now, being chased by a group of zombies.
"Don't fight too long, there's no end to those monsters. Quickly, take the supplies and retreat." Caruso shouted, "Support them with firepower, everyone get in the car quickly."
A roar was heard.
A monster with six human heads, bald without a single hair, and only horrible bone spurs growing from its body appeared in front of the survivors.
The troop carrier turned its gun around and fired a single shot, killing the monster.
But soon, several hateful monsters ran out of the darkness.
They were extremely agile, running quickly along the road, rushing towards the retreating humans under human artillery fire.
“In the name of the throne, how many monsters are there!
"The gunner locked onto the monsters, firing and shouting loudly.
"God knows how many there are. I only know one thing, that is, these monsters are really fucking ugly." Caruso laughed, "If I were to become like this, I would rather die."
After saying this, Caruso took out a small mirror, looked at himself, and said with some sadness, "What a pity, I have such a handsome face. If it weren't for the long night, I'm afraid those noble ladies would have shed countless tears for me."
"Can you be a little more normal, sir?" The communicator at the side looked at Caruso speechlessly.
He admitted that this guy was quite good-looking.
He has a handsome face and a perfect body, coupled with short black hair, which gives him a wild temperament.
"It's the world that's abnormal, not me." Caruso shrugged. "We have to stick to ourselves and not be assimilated by this disgusting world."
The soldiers ran and shot at the monsters.
The vehicle that had been waiting for a long time had already started its engine and opened its door.
After all the soldiers were on board, the troop carrier roared away.
The troop carrier in which Caruso was sitting was at the end.
As a superior, the narcissistic Caruso is still very qualified.
He treats his subordinates as his brothers rather than emotionless tools.
The zombies were soon left behind.
But the monsters kept chasing after them.
Caruso got out of the car and shot the monster with the heavy laser gun.
But the other party's flexibility was far beyond his imagination.
He dodged the laser beam that was powerful enough to melt steel.
Caruso didn't even hit the target with a single shot.
"How on earth were you chosen as captain? Did you get in through the back door?" The observer in the car twitched his mouth.
It would be unfair to your shooting skills if I don’t give you an Imperial Certified Outline Master certificate.
"Stop slandering me. How could a strong man like me be incompetent? You should know that I became a captain based on my outstanding personal talents." Caruso said in an upright tone.
"I heard that you got this position by spending a night with the Governor's wife." The gunner locked onto the monster and decisively pressed the fire button. A shell hit the monster directly.
With a series of wailing sounds, the monster was blown away and fell directly off the road.
The roads in the Gate of the Falling Sky Hive are intricately built, connecting hives of different levels.
Many of them are viaducts, very high above the ground.
The monster was hit by a cannon and fell from such a high place, so its probability of survival was infinitely close to zero.
"Nonsense, the Governor's wife weighs more than 300 pounds, and her walking is so powerful that the ground shakes. If you are not a strong man, you will probably feel weak in the knees when you see her. Only a first-class strong man like me dares to say that I can kill the enemy and make them flee in disarray. Damn, I actually lost a lot. On the night of the Eternal Night, we had agreed to give me a colonel. As a result, after my hard work, I just put on my clothes. When I turned around, the Governor's wife was gone, and the Governor was gone too. The fragments of the starship whizzed past, and half of the house was gone. I stood at an altitude of more than 2,000 meters, alone in the wind, and I didn't recover until the rescue team came."
Caruso's tone was depressed. If the governor and his wife had died later, he would not be a captain now, but at least a major.
"That's a lot of information. Is the Governor watching you two?" The observer at the side showed an evil smile that is common among men.
"The nobles are playing tricks." Caruso said, "You haven't seen how depraved those bastards can be!
If they really write a book, they will be executed by the people in the Inquisition."
"I'd like to hear more details," the gunner said. "As brothers who share life and death, I can't let you bear this alone."
"Me too." The Observer said solemnly, "In the name of the Holy Emperor, let us share your pain and condemn the corruption of those nobles together."
Everyone in the troop carrier started laughing, and the depressing atmosphere was immediately relieved a lot.
boom!
There was a loud bang.
The troop carrier, which was originally driving steadily, suddenly flew into the air, but was knocked into the roadblock by a giant monster that rushed out of a roadside house.
Caruso and the others were rocked by the troop carrier like sieves in a tumbling sieve.
In the narrow car body, he was hit on the head and bleeding.
Fortunately, the quality of the troop carrier was very good, and even though it suffered such a heavy blow, it did not suffer too much damage.
Everyone climbed out through the opened emergency door.
A huge humanoid monster, seven meters tall, that looked like a Titan creature from ancient mythology, stood on the road and roared.
The monster's arms were extremely thick and covered with a thick layer of carapace.
When he pounded the ground, it made the ground tremble as if a cannonball had exploded.
Seeing this scene, Caruso and others couldn't help but swallow.
Fighting against such a behemoth is definitely not fun.
Their small arms and legs would not be able to withstand a blow from the other side and they would be doomed.
The monster's entire body was very smooth, without a single hair.
There are many eyes on the face, densely packed, some big and some small, which can drive people with obsessive-compulsive disorder crazy. It is very confusing.
The monster stared at Caruso and his group, its eyes revealing hunger.
There are many mouths, located on the face, shoulders, arms, and stomach.
Those mouths were all full of sharp teeth.
The roar was full of malice.
The monster began to run, like a moving wall of flesh.
The ground rumbled.
The survivors felt as if the whole world was shaking.
Caruso pulled a laser pistol from its holster and fired, blowing out one of the creature's eyes with a lucky shot.
The monster roared in pain and became even more violent.
It suddenly raised its thick arms and smashed them to the ground.
The heavily armored troop carrier groaned as it was overwhelmed.
The adamantium structure groaned and then deformed under the opponent's brutal force.
The driver who had not been able to escape uttered a final cry of pain.
The gunner on the side shouted madly, "Emperor is above!" and fired at the abominable monster.
Suddenly, a huge metal tentacle appeared in the turbid air and hit the artilleryman's chest hard. He screamed and was lifted up by the tentacle.
Seven or eight crazy red eyes emerged from the darkness, staring at Caruso, and cut the gunner's body in half in front of him.
The scarlet blood of humans splashed out, quickly soaking the entire ground.
Out came the wriggling monster, equally huge.
It was like a moving mountain of flesh, with its waving tentacles mixed with steel.
The slimy lake's muddy body rolled with pustules as big as a human face.
When it expanded to the size of a human head, it burst with a sound and sprayed out that disgusting thick liquid.
Roaring sounds were heard, and lingering zombies came out from everywhere, wriggling their rotten green bodies towards the survivors.
The soldier who was closest to them and failed to react was knocked down by them.
The shrill screams were drowned out by the monster's roar.
They shared the fresh flesh and blood and greedily chewed the warrior's delicious soul.
Looking at the two huge monsters and the seemingly endless plague zombies, Caruso couldn't help but show despair.
There is no way to fight a battle like this.
They are dead.
The same was true for other soldiers, who dragged their tired and wounded bodies and staggered to hide in roadblocks or ruins that could serve as shelters.
"May the Great Emperor protect my soul and save me from becoming food for the horrors that are to come."
They chanted useless prayers, raised their weapons and fired insignificant attacks at the huge group of monsters.
The huge humanoid monster roared, and it started running again, rushing towards Caruso and others.
Caruso took out his only grenade.
"For the Emperor." He pulled out the bolt, kept pulling the trigger of the pistol, and rushed towards the monster, like an ant swimming upstream, about to be crushed by the flood-like monster.
In the name of the Great Emperor, in the name of the Holy Regent, bear the wrath of the Legion of the Sun, monster.
A female voice rang out along with a loud war cry.
Three fighter planes roared in, leaving behind a gradually expanding white wave of air.
The sonic boom caused by the high-speed flight shattered all the glass in the surrounding abandoned buildings.
The fighter plane transformed in the air, turning into a suspended heavy Titan. The power spear in its hand instantly pierced the monster's huge body and crushed it to pieces.
Another monster wailed under the thick molten light.
Caruso and others stared in amazement at the Titan gods incarnated in the fighter planes.
They crushed all enemies with ease.
The huge, invincible monster is like an ant.
"Oh my god, when did those oil masters come up with such a fancy thing?" The communicator was stunned. In all his years in the army, he had never seen such awesome military equipment.
It can fly, transform, and has such strong firepower.
This is not enough for the Mechanicus!
Caruso was also stunned.
It took me a long time to recover.
Oh my god!
This is so amazing!
A roaring sound was heard, and the vehicles that had been running in the front turned back.
Just when they were curious and wanted to ask about the origins of those Titans.
Another female voice sounded from behind.
"Quick, the first company goes to the left wing, the second company goes to the right wing, and the rest of you follow me."
Caruso and others turned their heads to look over.
At some point, a huge hole of light appeared on the road behind them.
A huge cluster of anti-gravity suspension tanks drove out of a huge light gate, and there were more than a dozen knight mechas standing by, taking heavy steps and fighting in coordination with them.
The Sky Eagle flags were planted on the heavy vehicles, fluttering in the wind.
Hundreds of infantrymen wearing exoskeleton armor and equipped with shoulder-mounted automatic machine guns also followed the tanks and mechas. They were armed to the teeth.
"Oh my goodness, by the Emperor, these must be the ace troops of the Throne World. So arrogant." Caruso felt like his mind was blank.
Anti-gravity suspension tanks lead the way, knights fight in coordination, and there are also a uniform number of exoskeleton armored infantry.
In all my years in the army, I have never seen such a domineering army.
Is this the army
This is a walking pile of gold.
Each of them has two words clearly on their face: arrogant.
"Are you the defense force of Jahar? I am from the 101st Cadia Regiment. I came here with Lord Calgar to fight and I am responsible for the evacuation of this area."
Minka looked at a group of ragged Imperial soldiers standing in the middle of the road, leaning against a few old troop carriers, and asked.
Caruso looked down at the laser gun in his hand and his tattered uniform.
He looked at the exoskeleton armor on the other party, the exquisite pulse laser gun in his hand, as well as the portable communication, personal shield generator, and energy battery.
There's no comparison!
We are all one empire.
Why is there such a big gap in weapon generation
Why are you so extravagant as to have a personal shield!
"Yes, Captain of the 28th Regiment of the Jahar Defense Force." Caruso felt a little embarrassed to speak.
"Yes, that's good. We have been ordered to take away all the survivors on this planet. Please assist us." Minka turned on the regiment's communication and called a medical team before looking at Caruso again. "The medical team is on the way. Your wounded can leave in advance. We don't have much time. Please take us to your camp as soon as possible."
Hearing Minka's words, Caruso was stunned for a moment.
He looked around blankly.
He was dazzled by the variety of powerful war vehicles, which were much better than the antique ones they were using.
Such power is enough to retake the planet.
"You have such a powerful military force, don't you plan to retake this planet?"
Minka shook her head. "No, we have to obey strategic requirements. Half of this galaxy has been swallowed by the Warp. The remaining half is also in danger. As time goes by, the invasion of the Warp will become more and more serious. The Empire has limited military strength and cannot defend every world."
"Perhaps you should make some effort. Jahar is an important agricultural galaxy. It can provide the crop needs of the residents of twenty-five galaxies." said the communicator on the side.
Minka shook her head. "The order I received was to evacuate you, not to retake this world. Lord Karga asked us to complete the task of rescuing the survivors as quickly as possible."
"Then can we stay and continue to fight? This is our home. I don't want to just hand it over to those monsters. I hope to stay and continue to fight until this world is taken back."
Caruso looked at Minka and said.
The soldiers next to him were all surprised when they heard his words.
They knew that Caruso was a qualified officer, but they didn't expect him to say that he would stay to defend his homeland.
Not everyone has this kind of courage.
In fact, although Caruso used dishonorable means to get to the top, his abilities are also excellent.
For Caruso, who came from a commoner family, it was impossible to rise to power through normal means.
If he used normal means, he would just be an insignificant soldier.
"I'd like to stay, too," said the correspondent.
"Me too."
"Me too."
"Me too, this is our hometown, we won't give up."
"Just give us some weapons, and we will fight for the Emperor to the last."
Seeing that Caruso had such courage, other soldiers also spoke up.
They very much hoped that the imperial troops would stay and help them regain their homes.
But they also understood that this war was huge.
It is destined that the empire will not stop for a certain world.
They will fight on their own to take back what the Warp has taken away.
"It is painful to give up your home, soldier." A Wild Wolf warrior fell from the sky. He noticed what was happening here and quickly figured out why everyone gathered here.
Caruso and others looked at the Emperor Angel.
The opponent's armor and emblem represent his high identity and status.
"No one wants to leave their homeland, but sometimes, we have to make sacrifices. The Jahar system has fallen. It has been polluted by the evil power of the warp, and demons and monsters are entrenched here. If you stay here, you are destined to never see the day when humans return here, but if you leave with us, your descendants may come back. If every bloodline that hopes to return to Jahar dies here, then no one is destined to remember your sacrifice. After more than a decade, no one will remember that there was a planet that fell into the clutches of the warp."
"Evacuation is not weakness, but a way to better accumulate strength. The Empire will come back one day, and when the time comes, we will retake every lost home world. You or your descendants will set foot on this land again and declare that you have never been defeated."
"The Emperor's twin eagles will eventually soar over every world. Our descendants will witness that moment. What we need to do now is to create conditions for them. Soldier, do you want to sacrifice your future for a moment of bravery? Are you unwilling to let your life burn on a more important battlefield?"
The words of the Wild Wolf Warrior made Caruso and others silent for a moment, and finally they chose to evacuate.
In fact, Karga had already anticipated this situation and rehearsed it in advance.
Evacuating a home world is never a comfortable decision.
Many people would rather die in their homes than flee.
Don't underestimate human courage.
For their homeland, they can make sacrifices far beyond the imagination of the gods.
But given the situation in the Jahar galaxy, evacuation was a wise decision.
Humanity needs to focus its efforts and abandon those worlds where the benefits are not great enough.
As the Nakmond Corridor corridor slowly closed.
The invasion of the Great Rift will become more severe
No one can stand out amid endless whispers.
They will all fall into endless darkness.
If the Nakmond Corridor is irreparable, the number of people evacuated will be even greater.
Karga sent some of the rescued people to Red Earth Star and some to Warning Star to strengthen the defense of these two places.
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The Baal Galaxy is located in the red scar zone in the center of the Extreme Star Region.
The stellar activity in the scar zone is very frequent.
Overly active stellar movement bathes the planets in those areas in deadly radiation.
This makes the natural environment of these worlds extremely harsh.
Only those terrible beings can survive.
For humans, those worlds are not friendly and difficult to survive in.
However, relying on their own tenacity, humans not only survived in the scar zone, but also developed many abundant and scarce resources.
With greed and wisdom, humans became the masters of those deadly planets.
This situation went on for many years.
Humans have always occupied a dominant position in the red scar zone.
The situation did not change until the invasion of the Tyranids.
The Scar Zone is on the dark side of the Empire.
After the Great Rift event.
The situation in the Dark Side of the Empire is ten thousand times worse than that in the Holy Frontier of the Empire.
Humanity has lost the guidance of Terra's Astronomican.
The ships were forced to grope their way through the Warp in darkness.
Many ships dared only to stay briefly in the subspace and make short-distance jumps.
I dare not stay in the subspace for a long time, otherwise it is very easy to get lost.
The increased risk of warp travel has dealt a heavy blow to the Empire's trade and security defenses, and the situation on many worlds has become dire.
The invasion of the Tyranids made an already bad situation even worse.
They plunder every world of the Red Scar, feeding an ancient hunger that will never be sated.
This invading Tyranid force was labeled by the Imperium as Hive Fleet Leviathan.
For Tyrannosaurus, this naming is meaningless.
Under the control of the Great Devourer, the different hive fleets are one and the same, part of the great hive will.
Leviathan is just one of the limbs, a foot or an arm.
If the Hive Mind believes to some extent that the Leviathan Hive Fleet is different from other Hive Fleets that devour galaxies.
This distinction is incomprehensible to humans.
From the Tyranid perspective, the Great Devourer neither knows nor cares what its food calls itself.
It marks what is special about the galactic biome in an alien way.
To the Hive Mind, the galaxy is just a hunting ground.
Full of danger, but also full of life.
It has an amazing biological richness.
It can get a rich gene pool and abundant food here.
From the perspective of humanity, the Tyrannic Wars have lasted for five centuries.
Dozens of smaller species were eaten.
Just like the mysterious locust plagues on ancient Earth.
The Tyranids devour everything they encounter.
They grow stronger with every feast, absorbing all the genetic material of their prey.
And take the opponent's evolutionary fruits for yourself.
The biological essence and evolutionary genes of the galaxy were transformed into the materials of the Tyranids, and were integrated into the Great Devourer, becoming its weapons and its materials.
The Blood Angels fought the Tyranids for a long time, using various methods to destroy them.
Imperial scholars believe that the Hive Mind is just a complex animal.
A powerful predator driven by eternal hunger.
Lack of soul.
Just a biological mechanism, a consciousness without perception or self.
However, they were wrong, the Hive Mind had its own thinking abilities and emotions.
But it's too big.
Even the Eldar cannot sense or interpret the Great Devourer's emotions.
Anyone who dares to peek at that terrifying shadow will be swallowed up by it and become a part of it.
The Great Devourer looked toward the dark red Baal Galaxy through its countless eyes.
It was able to realize that the Blood Angels had burned its feeding grounds, scattering its fleets and warriors.
It hated its red prey, yet coveted their strange genome.
Attacking Baal is its revenge and part of its grand plan.
The unique genes of the Blood Angels will help it shape a brand new terrifying war beast.
Those new war beasts will be invincible.
The Great Devourer would crush those Blood Angels who resisted and devour their genes.
There is no force that can stop it from obtaining those precious genes, and no force that can stop it from seeking revenge and venting its anger against the Blood Angels.
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The Chapter Master of the Blood Angels, the legendary hero of the Empire, the undefeated legend who has fought for the Empire for 1,100 years - Dante.
Wearing the weeping mask of Sanguinius and holding the unactivated Spear of Vengeance, he stood on the deck of the Blade of Vengeance, watching the ships coming and going.
Watch as the mechanical priests drag the weapon platform to the designated airspace and drop a large number of deep space mines into the void.
A horrific battle is about to come, enough to destroy the Blood Angels and sever the remaining bloodline of the great Primarch.
In 999.M41, Hive Fleet Leviathan invaded the Chthon System.
After a series of arduous wars, the Hades Galaxy, which was rich in resources and had powerful armed forces, inevitably ended in failure.
Thirty million defense forces summoned from the planets of Vostroia's Firstborn, Catachan, Cadia, and countless people from the Hades Galaxy were still unable to stop the invasion of the Leviathan Hive Fleet.
Billions of Tyranids were destroyed, but the price was the destruction of the entire Hades Galaxy.
Now it's the turn of the Baal system.
The angels' descendants have all returned.
But this battle made Dante feel unsure at all.
He knew the terrifying power of the Tyranid Hive Fleet, and that the angels' offspring might not be able to protect the Baal Galaxy from such a terrifying enemy.
Evacuating the Baal system was also impossible.
That would bring shame to the Angels and would prevent the Blood Angels Chapter from raising their heads in front of the other Chapters of the Imperium.
"grown ups."
A voice sounded behind the thoughtful Dante.