Attack Moon, which is the battle moon of the orcs.

This is a super battleship that can rival an asteroid in size. This creation is both primitive and terrifying.

It looks like a mess, with a lot of twisted messes and wreckage forming the main body. The orcs once again illogically welded together things that should be mutually exclusive.

It is more like a steel monster than a battleship.

The Battle Moon is a symbol of the cruelty and savagery of the Greenskins. Even the Glory Queen-class battleship of the Human Empire looks a bit small under such astronomical units.

Zizzi!

Amidst the harsh sound of electricity.

The Flame Keeper frigate has completely turned into burning firewood.

The fire engulfed several nearby orc warships, and hundreds of other warships were affected by the embers of the explosion.

Like a hungry predator, the flames keep rushing towards the next prey.

But the fighting moon doesn't care.

It just continued to move forward in the midst of this grand destruction. A large number of wreckage of imperial ships and orc warships hit its surface, but the violent impact only caused some dents to appear on this steel monster, making his image

Become more savage.

"Use Cyclone Torpedoes!"

The archangel gave the order with a gloomy look, and the crew carried out the order without hesitation.

Tsk!

A half-kilometer long cyclone torpedo shot out of the torpedo room at the front of the Red Tears.

The mass accelerator was burning with blue flames, and in just a few breaths it had increased the speed of the cyclone torpedo to the extreme. Some orc warships along the way wanted to block it, but those shabby weapons couldn't do it at all.

to effective interception.

Boom!

In the expectant eyes of everyone.

The cyclone torpedo collided with the orc's battle moon without any fancy.

At a certain moment, the universe they were in was no longer a black void, and there were raging flames everywhere.

The cyclone torpedo is almost the most lethal representative of the conventional weapons of the human empire.

Its power can incinerate the planet's atmosphere and boil the oceans, leaving only a bare rocky surface in the end.

The orange atomic flames completely enveloped the Orcs' battle moon, and even the Space Marines could not look directly at the dazzling light. The Orcs' battle moon seemed to have turned into a sun, and the light shone brightly. Hundreds of thousands of Orc warships were destroyed.

Devoured by the raging wave of flames.

But when the flames dispersed, the light disappeared.

Battle Moon’s deformed and weird body is still displayed in front of you.

Except for the huge depressions on the surface and the surrounding melted steel rocks, the entire battleship does not seem to have suffered any fatal effects.

In the package of charred electrolytic gas.

The orc's battle moon continued to move forward, accelerating towards the Red Tears.

"Let's go."

The archangel gave the order, this is a retreat, but there is no choice.

Their reason to continue fighting in the Anteros system has disappeared, and the orcs have completely controlled it. The greenskins are eager to find a new, more challenging battlefield.

"Where are we going?"

Radolon asked, his tone sounding particularly heavy.

Sanguinius tapped his slender fingers in the void, and with a crisp ticking sound, the map of the surrounding star field was projected in front of him.

The archangel's gaze is fixed on the Talas galaxy.

The Taras galaxy borders the Anteros galaxy, but there are more humans living in it.

Moreover, outside the Talas galaxy, there are several galaxies, large and small, each with hundreds of billions of Empire residents living in them.

During the Great Crusade in full swing, these systems with stable security provided the empire's fleet with a large number of well-trained warriors and vast and abundant resources.

These galaxies must not be dragged into the quagmire of war.

The barbaric pace of the greenskins must be stopped outside the Talas system. They have no way to retreat because their homeland is behind them.

"We will fulfill our mission and we will advance bravely!"

The archangel reaches out his hand.

Zoom in on the map of the Antas galaxy, and your slender fingers fall on the outermost planet.

This is a dead planet called Atum. It is extremely far away from the star, and the light above is weak and cold.

However, the geological activities of this planet are extremely active. The entire planet is wrapped in blazing flames, and the environment is extremely harsh.

"Atum,"

The angel spoke, and her words were full of unquestionable determination: "We will regain the initiative in the war here, and then defeat these abominable aliens and gain victory one after another."

——

My name is Alva.

Affiliated to the Imperial Army, 119th Army, 83rd Regiment, 7th Company.

The Imperial Army was established early in the Great Crusade to make up for the shortage of Astartes manpower.

We are used to defend the world, organize sieges and large-scale invasions. I was lucky enough to be ordered to be stationed on Atum, and it has been more than ten years now.

Atum is a dead planet.

It is far away from the star, but for some unknown reason its geological activity is extremely active.

I stood on the observation deck at the top of the tower and saw a series of erupting volcanoes and a sky full of sulfur covering the surface. There were toxic corrosive gases and volcanic ash everywhere, and howling hurricanes were raging in the ruins.

The environment here is extremely harsh, there is no doubt about it.

But as long as we can figure out the rules of those volcanoes, we can live on this planet.

At the beginning, this was very difficult for me.

But luckily my company commander Daniel, although grumpy and eccentric, has a lot of experience living on Atum.

Therefore, the same batch of people has changed batch after batch, but I am still living well on this planet.

There are no seasons in Atum.

The climate can be roughly divided into hot season and cool season.

After the arrival of the hot season, the frequency of volcanic activity will increase and the scale of eruptions will become larger.

But I am looking forward to this very much, because the magma spewing out from the bottom sometimes brings up the volcanic worms living in the soil.

This is a local specialty the size of an adult's arm and covered with sharp teeth.

Although it looks hideous and ugly, it tastes very delicious.

Company Commander Daniel said that the protein of volcano worms is thirty times that of ant beef.

Although I don’t think Daniel can survive after tasting ant beef, the delicious taste of volcanic worms is indeed worth looking forward to.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Prepare to check your cooking tools after today's work is completed.

But at this moment, the dull sound of the engine interrupted my reverie.

I subconsciously clenched the laser gun in my hand, looked up and saw a huge blood-red Stormbird spinning down from the sky, and neatly arranged burly giants walked out of the cabin.

That majestic figure, glorious and glorious posture.

You can’t go wrong!

They must be the Emperor's angels.

My heart beat violently, and my face turned red with excitement.

But my good luck didn't end there. At the end of the team, a perfect and shining figure appeared on the landing gear.

Those ice-white wings, gorgeous long golden hair, and a figure more majestic than those of the Space Marines, announced the opponent's identity.

——Primarch, descendant of the Emperor.

Even though we were nearly a thousand meters apart, my eyes and heart still couldn't bear the terrifying glory.

Unparalleled excitement that cannot be expressed in words.

I felt like wings were growing on my back, and I couldn't wait to share this joyful news with my company commander.

However, when Daniel walked out of the room and saw the scene in front of him.

My company commander was not as excited as I expected. It can be said that his performance completely exceeded my expectations.

Daniel, a veteran who has lived on the dead planet for decades.

At this moment, he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, his face was pale, and his speech was incoherent. When I got closer and wanted to help him stand up from the ground, I heard his desperate and painful murmur:
Chapter completed!