"What is that?" Prince Valerian was shocked when he saw the behemoth outside through the porthole. He did not expect the appearance of the Opal Dragon-class battleship at all.

A large number of high-energy weapons were detected and locked by the fire control system. The adjutant on the Bucephalos kept warning, and a large amount of sweat poured out from the captain's forehead.

"Your Highness, what should we do?" the captain asked while wiping his sweat.

Now Valerian has completely lost his previous elegance. Judging from the design style of the battleship, it is obviously made by humans, but there is no human force in the Koprulu sector that can build such a big thing.

"Let all battleships turn off all weapons, shut down the main engines, and do not take any drastic actions."

Prince Valerian regretted it, and regretted it very much. The appearance of the Angel's Tears broke his dominant position, and now he is a piece of meat on the chopping board to be slaughtered.

"I never expected that the boss of the Morbius Foundation is Valerian Mengsk." Renault sighed. "What are you going to do with this prince? Imprison him or kill him directly."

"I want him to take over from his father. Raynor and Valerian are different from his father. If we want to choose another ruler for the humans in this sector, he is the best candidate.

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"But he is the son of Arcturus!" Raynor was very doubtful.

"It is precisely because he is the son of Arcturus that I chose him. Valerian can inherit his father's reputation and initially rule the Terran Empire without much political struggle."

After saying that, Horus commanded the battleship to move directly forward. In the transmission room, a whole team of Space Marines wearing Terminator armor were waiting for the transmission signal.

They are all Primaris Space Marines, and the Mechanic-Priests have specially modified the Terminator armor to fit their size.

"Coordinates have been confirmed, transmission begins." As the servitor announced, after a burst of white light, the soldiers on the transmission platform disappeared.

"Transmission successful, transmission successful."

A burst of white mist suddenly rose in a cabin of the Bucephalos. A dazzling electric arc danced in the white mist. The bright blue arc even extended directly from the mist, electrocuting the unlucky crew members nearby.

Burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, only a few lucky people on the edge of the cabin escaped.

The bodies of the crew members killed by the arc were filled with the stench of roasted flesh. No blood flowed out of the wounds, but their eyes had become holes with white smoke coming out.

A light suddenly flashed in the white mist and reached a brightness that was impossible to see directly in just a few seconds. When the light disappeared, six space warriors wearing cavalry-style Terminator armor appeared in the cabin.

Three of the six people held storm bolters, and the other three held heavy melt guns, promethium flame guns, storm shields, and thunder hammers.

The moment they appeared on the scene, the warriors holding thunder hammers smashed the surviving crew members to pieces, but before that, the crew members closed the door to the cabin, and the thick alloy door separated the remaining crew members from the threat.

After looking at each other, the Space Marine carrying the heavy melta gun walked to the door. After confirming that his battle brother was in a safe area, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The heat energy beam generated by nuclear fusion was driven by the high-pressure pyrum-petrol fuel passing through the ammunition compartment and ejected from the muzzle. After a few hisses, followed by a roaring explosion, the heavy alloy door had an additional

There is a big hole for the Terminator armor to pass through, while molten iron is slowly solidifying flowing on the ground.

The ceramic boots ruthlessly stepped through the molten iron and then headed towards the bridge of the Bucephalos. After discovering the intruders, the marines stationed on the battleship tried to stop these powerful warriors.

But this is nothing more than a mantis trying to use his arms as a chariot. Anyone who blocks the way will be beaten to pieces by the dense rain of bombs. Even the Marines who hold on to the bunker and resist stubbornly will be burned by the promethium flames and the destructive heat beam.

Turned into a smoking corpse.

As information about the invaders continued to reach Prince Valerian, he also panicked. If the invader was James Renault of the Rangers, he was sure that Renault would not attack him, but it was the unknown person who invaded.

With so much power, no one knows what they will do if they catch him as a prince.

But in front of that powerful battleship, there was no resistance on his side. Even if he wanted to send a distress signal, it was already too late. From the moment the battleship appeared, powerful electromagnetic interference destroyed all communication channels. Now it's useless.

Lunlian's ability to receive information depends entirely on the messengers at the front.

At first, Valerian could only hear faint gunshots, but as time passed, the gunshots became louder and louder, and he could even hear the screams of the guards dying.

Bang, Valerian heard the door in front of him being knocked. He pretended to be calm and took the initiative to open the door. Six tall warriors walked in, their armors stained with black smoke and blood.

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"You are Prince Valerian, right? On the orders of our Lord Horus, he sincerely invites you to a banquet on our ship."

Looking at the big gun in the Space Marine's hand, Valerian said, "I guess I'm not qualified to refuse."

"Of course, please follow us to the hangar, and our transport plane will take you to our battleship."

Sure enough, when Valerian followed these warriors to the hangar, your Thunderhawk gunship had already safely stopped here. Half of the crew members in the hangar were corpses lying on the ground, and the rest had surrendered.

After Valerian stepped into the hangar of the Thunderhawk gunship, he sat in the middle seat. Two Space Marines sandwiched him in the middle, making Valerian so stiff that he did not even dare to move.

With a slight tremor, the Thunderhawk gunboat left the hangar of the Bucephalos. When the Thunderhawk approached the Angel's Tear, Valerian could really see the battleship's power through a small window in the cabin.

It's scary. The gun ports on the side of the battleship are enough for this fighter plane to fly in. And there are four of these cannons.

Boarding this gorgeous-looking battleship, Valerian felt like he had entered a space city. Hundreds of service personnel were busy in the hangar, and this was just a tip of this behemoth.

"Let's go, Prince Valerian. Lord Horus is waiting for you in the drawing room. He has prepared a dinner for you." Thor said as he greeted the group.
Chapter completed!