Ultramar, the center of the five hundred worlds once ruled by Robert Guilliman, the Imperial Regent and Primarch, is also the recruiting home planet of the Ultramarines Legion, and was established to preserve the fire of human civilization during the Horus Great Disaster.
Capital of the Second Empire.
At its peak, it could provide the Ultramarines Legion with more than 250,000 Astartes Space Marines and billions of mortal soldiers to participate in the Great Crusade launched by the Emperor, as well as the massive battleships and other equipment necessary to form a huge army.
A range of weapons and equipment.
And unlike other regions where planets are produced to the limit through crazy exploitation of civilians, this is one of the few places in the empire that can be called a "lighthouse of civilization".
Although this is a highly densely populated hive planet, it is not a desperate world where lower-class civilians may never have a chance to see the sky throughout their lives. It not only has large areas of parks, green belts, libraries and other public facilities
, and at the same time, he has always been quite wealthy in daily life.
Even when the empire known as the "Ancient Long Night" declined, it always maintained a relatively rational way of thinking, instead of directly degenerating into decadent and backward feudalism, slavery, and theocracy like most planets.
Quite the opposite!
Ultramar has always continued the glorious tradition left by the lord of the Ultramarines Legion, adhering to the imperial truth advocated by the emperor to rule the people. The average education level of ordinary people may be second only to Terra, and far ahead of
Imperial average.
This is also the reason why during the dark period that lasted for thousands of years, this planet suffered invasions from countless terrifying enemies, but still stood firm.
The high-quality people understood why they were fighting and what it would mean if they were defeated, so they tried their best to provide a steady stream of logistical supplies to each battle group. Even the equipment of the mortal auxiliary army was far ahead of other places.
After all, the philosophy of the Ultramarines Legion has always been to learn how to operate and fortify the city, and the rest is to forcefully wear down the opponent through constant consumption.
Although after the Horus Heresy, in order to make up for the disloyal mistakes he had made in creating the Second Empire, Robert Guilliman split the five hundred worlds he once ruled into planets and star systems.
Smaller administrative units.
This directly caused the star field covered by Five Hundred Worlds to shrink significantly under the continuous encroachment of powerful enemies.
But the battle group currently stationed here, split from the Ultramarines Legion and consisting of thousands of people, is still holding on to hundreds of fronts along with the mortal auxiliary army to tenaciously block the attack by the demon primarch Mortarion and Nurgle Vanguard Taifar.
There are three Chaos fleets led by Ku'gas the Great Unclean One.
The latter can only wander around some of the fringe planets outside Ultramar, spreading the subspace plague from Nurgle in worlds such as Espandor and Adium, turning the living people inside into walking zombies to besiege the places where they are located.
The strong fortresses on these planets consume the ammunition and energy of the defenders, which is a bit like a natural disaster of the undead.
And this undoubtedly aroused Zuo Si's interest.
Because in terms of professionalism in this field, he is not inferior to the other party at all, and is even stronger after integrating the divine power given by Talona and the natural disasters and plagues of Azeroth.
After all, neither of these two plagues can be prevented or cured through so-called "scientific" methods.
Especially the former, when enough divine power or divine-like power is injected into it, even the gods themselves cannot be completely immune, let alone mere mortals or subspace demons.
It's just that Zuo Si doesn't really like this kind of meaningless pure killing and destruction, so he has never really used it.
But after seeing the three great demons of Nurgle "playing tricks" under his nose, he finally couldn't help but plan to show up to them and even the "loving father" behind them.
At this moment, on a forged planet that had lost almost more than 70% of its land, Zuo Si was looking down from a high position, looking down at thousands of civilians who had been corrupted by the plague and turned into zombies, rushing towards a solid fortress like a tide.
Inside the fortress, the Astartes battle group wearing blue-painted power mechas, together with almost hundreds of millions of mortal auxiliary armies brought in by temporary omen, unleashed their full firepower, weaving a terrifying web of death.
Countless zombies were torn into pieces by lasers, melt, physical shells and bombs on the charge. The sky full of flesh and blood, explosions and fire intertwined to form a magnificent symphony of war.
If the fleet had not been destroyed and the control of the planet's orbit had not been lost, the orbital bombardment that the Human Empire Navy is best at would have begun by now.
Because these walking zombies are not the zombies with no intelligence and extremely fragile bodies in many biochemical disaster movies, but the subspace plague mutants cooked in the cauldron of the loving father Nurgle. Not only do they move extremely fast one by one, but they also move extremely fast.
A variety of tentacles, organs, and enhanced biological armor will grow according to battlefield needs.
After some bodies are exploded, green liquid or gas will flow out of the body and spread to the surroundings.
If someone accidentally smells it, it won't take long for him to be distorted and corrupted.
In fact, the current defenders are already facing this terrible problem.
Many of them who are fighting on the front line have developed terrible symptoms such as fever, cough, erythema, herpes, and internal bleeding to varying degrees.
Inside the fortress, there are many isolated rooms filled with patients who have lost consciousness, their bodies have begun to rot in large parts, and they emit a pungent stench.
If there is no external intervention, the result waiting for this planet is to be completely occupied by Nurgle. All living people will be infected by the plague and eventually transformed into various twisted forms, and then sent to other planets by Nurgle's fleet to continue.
It snowballed.
The demon primarch Mortarion hopes that by continuing to massacre and destroy Ultramar, he will attract his recently awakened good brother Robert Guilliman, and then kill or capture him to please him.
The great loving father Nurgle.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After all, all the Primarchs know that Robert Guilliman's combat prowess is almost, if not at the bottom, among the Emperor's many heirs.
Therefore, after learning that Robert Guilliman had awakened, those Primarchs who had surrendered to the Evil God of Chaos were sharpening their knives and treating him as prey.
Of course, Zuo Si was not interested in the civil war between the Primarchs.
Because these emperors used subspace power and genetic engineering to create them, they cannot be regarded as human creations from a biological point of view. Their actual combat effectiveness is just that, they can barely reach the level of demigods, and there is no room for further improvement.
With the knowledge and power Zuo Si currently possesses, as long as he is willing to pay a sufficient price, he can easily create a creature that can compete with the original body.
In contrast, these raging subspace plagues piqued his interest even more.
"What, after observing for such a long time, what do you think of these subspace plagues?" Zuo Si suddenly asked without warning.
"Hmph! Excluding the supernatural part that empowers the power of subspace, the rest are just enhanced versions of ordinary viruses, bacteria and toxins. Is this worthy of being one of the four most powerful evil gods in the universe? The so-called Na
This is nothing more than dirt!"
Accompanied by a dismissive voice, Lich King Jaina, who had just been summoned, showed naked and undisguised contempt.
After all, in terms of power, the plagues released by these Nurgle men are really incomparable to the magical plagues containing the power of death used by the Scourge.
Even as long as they can be sent to a hospital with a complete medical system in the rear area in time, the patient will most likely recover quickly and return to the battlefield to continue serving the empire.
What's more, the Lich King Jaina with long white hair in front of her has been strengthened by Zuo Si with the power of Talona. According to the rules of Faerun, she is definitely an out-and-out chosen one.
In her eyes, if the plagues and diseases created by the Evil God Nurgle were only of this level, then they could just go as far as they wanted.
When Zuo Si heard these words, he couldn't help but smile and reminded: "I advise you not to underestimate Nurgle too much.
He is not only the god of plague and disease, but also a god who symbolizes the essence of life.
It was just distorted by the mortal believers of this universe, and finally formed a terrifying projection in the subspace.
Not only Nurgle, but also the evil god of subspace are very restricted in the physical universe, so they cannot exert their full power at all.
But in any case, these crotch-pulling plagues are really disappointing.
I hope you can show him a little bit, and let the self-righteous Mortarion, Typhas and Qu'gas understand what a truly unrivaled magical plague is."
"You mean... I can let go and do something big?"
Lich King Jaina suddenly raised her head, and the eyes under the Helm of Command flashed with a blue and piercing cold light.
"That's right.
In addition to the Human Empire, I authorize you to attack and transform any force in the entire galaxy, including Chaos forces, Eldar, Orks, Zerg, Tau Empire, and Necrons.
However, since the Necrons do not have souls in their mechanical bodies, and their technological level is ridiculously high, I do not recommend that you take the initiative to attack them.
To deal with this kind of complete mechanical body, Shuoyou is their biggest nemesis.
Also, don't enter the subspace easily before the Scourge Legion under your command has formed a large scale.
Because I need you to weaken or even replace Nurgle's influence in the real universe in the name of natural disaster."
Zuo Si gave the order to his follower without any politeness.
Due to the immortal nature of the subspace evil god, replacing the opponent with a subordinate or ally with similar abilities is the only feasible solution at this stage.
"As you wish!"
Jaina raised her chin slightly with a proud yet cold smile, slowly pulled out the glowing artifact Frostmourne, and leaped down from a height of several thousand meters.
As she fell, she quickly released ice magic and wrapped herself in a huge ice cube.
When it dropped below a thousand meters, the diameter of the ice block had expanded to the size of a meteorite exceeding several hundred meters, and then it crashed into the center of the battlefield with a loud bang under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.
The scattered ice instantly tore into pieces the thousands of walking corpses and Astartes who had taken refuge in Nurgle.
The terrifying ultra-low temperature even lowered the surrounding ambient temperature within tens of kilometers to about minus 260 degrees Celsius in just a few seconds. Countless walking zombies and Death Guard Chaos Space Marines who were charging just a second ago.
, the next second it turned into ice sculptures.
The shocking scene that cannot be described in words even made the Human Empire defenders in the fortress subconsciously stop shooting.
To be continued...