The war between the Tyranids and the enhanced version of the super green-skinned orcs has undoubtedly opened the eyes of humans in this sector.
In less than two or three hours, the two sides launched a battle on a scale far beyond their imagination in multiple dimensions, including outer space, the atmosphere, the ground, and the underground.
Especially the terrifying number that will be replenished immediately regardless of the number of casualties, it is almost like an endless fight that can continue until the end of time and the demise of the universe.
Although under the control of the Hive Mind, the swarm appears to be significantly more tactical and organized than the relatively chaotic orcs.
If replaced by ordinary orcs, I am afraid that no matter how many there are, they will only be consumed bit by bit in the battle with the Zerg, becoming the biomass for the latter to strengthen itself.
Even the Hive Mind may deliberately spread the orcs throughout the universe because of their unique and rapid reproductive ability, and then harvest them every once in a while, just like farmers planting crops and herdsmen raising livestock.
In fact, in the Milky Way, when the Tyranids encountered the Orcs, this was basically the situation of crushing them.
But the problem is that the Shimmering Oil makes up for the Complete Orcs' biggest weakness when facing the Tyranids, which is their flesh and blood.
No insect dares to eat the body of a dead orc.
Because once it is swallowed, it means that the shimmering oil will enter the insect's body together with the biomass, and then complete it from the inside and escape the control of the Hive Will and become a part of New Phyrexia.
What's even more terrible is that if the creature that is perfected is a node creature, then under the influence of the "Intai Net", other surrounding insects will also escape the control of the Hive Will.
Coupled with the surging "waaaaagh force field" and "the power of my thoughts" after getting high, the front line that originally collapsed the human empire quickly became stable.
In some places, it was even successfully pushed back.
The massive losses also forced the swarms to begin consuming the biomass collected from previously slaughtering humans, pets, poultry, domestic animals, and wild animals.
Because once the corpse of a dead insect is infested with sparkling oil, it is no longer possible to recover it.
Obviously, from the perspective of a war of attrition, the Orc Army has firmly gained the advantage.
As long as the current front is maintained and the insects are not allowed to invade densely populated hive cities and carry out massacres to obtain new biomass, then it won't be long before the Hive Mind will choose to retreat because the effort and reward are completely disproportionate.
Of course, these are just normal circumstances.
But Zuo Si observed that this large-scale invasion of Tyranids was obviously not "normal".
First of all, the scale and number of insect nests far exceed the scale of the first invasion of the Milky Way. At a glance, all around are numerous biological warships flying towards this star system with the help of gravity and gravity. It gives people the impression that there is no
Don't care about casualties just to achieve a certain goal.
Secondly, despite losing so many troops and being unable to obtain biomass replenishment, the Hive Mind still had no intention of retreating and continued to launch attacks frantically under the leadership of the Hive Tyrant.
As a result, the Wanhua orcs were completely high, and their eyes began to be filled with indescribable excitement and fanaticism. It was like taking a chicken blood or taking drugs and fell into uncontrollable happiness and joy.
The waaaaagh force field has seriously distorted the rules of the real universe.
There was even a certain orc master who used a bunch of messy insect corpses to piece together a monster similar to Godzilla. It can shoot unknown rays from its mouth and eyes that are as powerful as the main cannon of a heavy battleship. With one blow, it can kill people instantly.
Clear everything within a few kilometers ahead.
In addition, all kinds of messy and very abstract but extremely powerful gadgets will often appear somewhere on the battlefield.
Of course, the Tyranids, who had almost conquered the universe, were not to be outdone. They also fused large amounts of biomass together to create the towering Zerg Titans.
The smallest among them is comparable to the Knight Mecha of the Human Empire, and their number is still increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
This is obviously not the consistent style of the absolutely rational Hive Mind.
Because any commander who knows something about green-skinned orcs knows that they must not be allowed to get high at any time.
Instead, we must find ways to disgust them and make them feel uncomfortable, and then drag the war into a non-contact type with a super slow pace and full of traps, sneak attacks, and cold shots. Then we must find ways to assassinate the supreme leader, and finally make it fall into a trap.
The purpose of civil unrest.
Otherwise, even if you win, you will suffer heavy losses.
But now the Hive Mind is clearly doing the opposite.
Last but not least, Zuo Si could feel that the subspace fluctuations in the entire star region had completely stopped.
This means that the huge shadow of the Hive Mind has completely enveloped the subspace in this area, and is constantly observing the direction of the war.
In line with the principle that if the enemy does not move, we will not move, so he did not rush off personally to clean up the biological warships that were constantly flying here on the ground or even in outer space. Instead, he silently watched the battle situation on more than 150 planets in the entire star region.
Think about what the Hive Mind wants to do.
He doesn't think that a population of only tens of trillions or even tens of trillions is worth such a large-scale war.
What's more, judging from the current number of refugees in the hive city, due to the timely rescue, the insects have only eaten less than three-fifths of them at most, and almost half of them have successfully survived.
Don’t think that this number is not large.
In fact, according to the records of the Human Empire, when a planet or sector is invaded by the Tyranids, even if reinforcements arrive in time and one-tenth or even a few-tenths of them survive, it is considered a pretty good result.
There is no way, who makes these guys' hunting efficiency so high?
"Great Father of New Phyrexia, do you need the recently formed completed Sliver Legion and the Sons of Superman Legion to join the battlefield?"
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You don't need to ask to know that the Orc Army is just the first chess piece thrown out to test the Tyranids' reaction.
He always likes to prepare multiple hands and will not reveal all his cards at once.
"Has Jinji Tasha created the Perfected Sliver?"
There was a hint of surprise in Zuo Si's tone.
After all, it has not been long since the Slivers were successfully captured in Shandra's space and time, and the research that the Blue Demon Judge needs to be responsible for is far more than this.
He didn't quite believe that the other party would move so fast.
Vashtor grinned and replied, "Yes.
Jinji Tasha is indeed the most adept in scientific research among all the magic judges in New Phyrexia.
Not only did he solve the problem of rapid reproduction after completion in a very short time, but he also retained the Sliver's most powerful adaptability and evolutionary speed.
The only small problem is that it is not yet possible to create a queen similar to the Hive Mind.
If we can solve the final problem, our Sliver Legion will surpass the Tyranids and become another form of natural disaster.
Under the baptism of the sacred oil, they will become more dangerous and powerful than before."
Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Well done.
It seems that it won't be long before I can begin to weaken or even eliminate the Tyranids in this universe.
But it's not time to let them appear yet.
Because the moment the Sliver appeared, it was my signal to declare war on the Hive Mind.
Before that, I need to first figure out what the Hive Mind is and how powerful it can be.
Oh, by the way, with the secret of the Star God completely solved, it is time to awaken the star soul of Azeroth in advance."
"Now?"
There was a bright fire in Vashtor's eyes.
"Let's wait until this war with the Tyranids is over. After all, I still need you to control the war situation and use the cave tree to transport more troops when needed."
After saying that, Zuo Si fell straight from the sky of the hive capital.
His body, as dazzling as the starry sky, instantly attracted the attention of all the humans below.
However, what disappointed the Moff was that the avatar of Shimmering Oil did not enter the hive, but landed near the battlefield outside the hive's defensive perimeter.
To be precise, it was the Astartes warrior who took the initiative to stay behind.
Right now, the veteran has lost the ability to move due to the complete destruction of the reactor of the power mecha. He is lying straight on the ground, his limbs and body suffering from fractures, ruptured internal organs and massive bleeding due to being trampled by the perfected orcs.
If it were an ordinary person, it would have been cold by now.
He didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but just when he was almost killed by the insects, the first batch of perfect orcs pouring out from the portal of the cave tree launched a fierce attack on the insect swarm.
Especially the first round of volleys, which almost killed the node creature.
But the problem is, these orcs, fueled by the enthusiasm of the battle, didn't even notice that he was still alive, and just stepped forward through the power armor.
If it weren't for the high quality of the ceramite armor, it would have turned into mincemeat just by being stepped on by hundreds of thousands of orcs.
However, the ceramic armor obviously cannot protect the joints, and part of the pressure generated by stepping on it is also borne by the body.
At the moment, the Astartes veteran could only lie on the ground and watch the battle between the orcs and the swarm not far ahead, feeling a strong sense of unreality and absurdity in his whole body.
Because he never dreamed that one day he would be rescued by an orc.
What's even more ridiculous is that the other party almost killed himself unintentionally after saving him.
"Hehehehe...
I never imagined that fate would play such a big joke on me before I died.
If this is a dream, I hope to completely forget it when I wake up.
But it doesn't matter, the girl has been saved anyway.
And I have completed my mission, and it is time to report to the Supreme God Emperor."
The veteran laughed weakly as he lay dying.
Just when he felt that his vision was getting blurry and his thinking was becoming sluggish, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
"As a truly loyal warrior, your life should only end here."
The next second...
An astonishing amount of energy traveled through the power mecha and enveloped the Astartes warriors.
Before he could even react to what had happened, his body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only did the fractures, ruptured internal organs, and massive bleeding disappear, but the originally damaged reactor also began to provide energy again under the influence of an unknown force.
In just a few seconds, the downed system restarted and made a loud noise.
"This is……"
The veteran was obviously shocked by this change and raised his head to confirm who had saved him.
But just as he was about to get up, a big hand took off his helmet, revealing a terrifying face that could make a child cry.
Whether it was his skin that was darker than that of an African, the light in his eyes, or the sharp bone ridges growing out of his head, he looked not like a human being at all, but some kind of alien creature.
The Astartes warriors also clearly saw the incarnation of Shimmering Oil that was fused with the power of the Star God.
The two looked at each other briefly like this for a few seconds, and Zuo Sicai sighed slightly: "As expected, they are descendants of Vulkan, the Lord of Salamanders. Only you and those Smurfs will choose to protect civilians.
Sacrifice yourself.”
"Are you the father of New Phyrexia - Lord Soth?"
The veteran was obviously a little hesitant to confirm the identity of Shuoyou's incarnation.
Because the last time he saw the other person, he was a bit different from what he is now.
"Well, that's right, it's me.
From now on, I take over this war.
If nothing else goes wrong, Imperial Regent Robert Guilliman and Imperial reinforcements will arrive soon.
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You can now return to the hive and report the situation to the Moff."
Zuo Si very kindly gave a brief explanation to the Astartes warrior of the Salamanders.
You must know that the gene seed of Salamander Lord Vulkan is the least stable and the most mutated among the eighteen legions.
Fortunately, this mutation is not a negative mutation like the Blood Angels and Wolves, but a relatively benign mutation.
The only drawback is that it looks so scary that it is difficult for civilians not to be afraid of the members of the Salamanders Chapter.
After all, in the process of interacting with others, the first impression brought by appearance is very important.
But the interesting thing is that it is precisely this group of vicious-looking guys who have one of the best attitudes towards civilians among all the Astartes legions.
In particular, Vulkan, the Lord of Salamanders and the father of genes, once publicly stated that his descendants would never be allowed to use any biological, chemical, or radiation weapons, and that war should be conducted more humanely.
He is almost a moral role model among all his brothers, and the only Primarch who can rival Sanctius.
Under the influence of this Gene Father, members of the Salamanders Chapter will never coldly ignore civilian casualties in war like most Astartes warriors, but will actively protect civilians and even cover them.
Evacuate.
"You mean to let me leave the battlefield?"
The veteran glanced at the repeatedly sawing battle lines in the distance, obviously unwilling to retreat in such a dejected manner.
Zuo Si smiled and asked: "Otherwise? Do you want to fight side by side with those green-skinned orcs who don't recognize their relatives and are so crazy that they even kill their own companions?"
The words have not yet been spoken!
An intoxicated Wanhua orc suddenly took out a thick and long pipe from somewhere, then grabbed a fart and stuffed it into it, then pointed it forward and pulled the trigger.
boom!!!!!!!!
I saw a space crack tearing apart all the enemies and enemies within a range of hundreds of meters in front of me. Parts, flesh and blood, and sparkling oil were scattered all over the sky.
He even killed more of his own people than his enemies.
In fact, there are countless "accidental injuries" like this in the battles between green-skinned orcs.
The number of unlucky people who were accidentally crushed to death by ancient giant garbage is too many to count.
I have to say that watching green-skinned orcs fight is exciting and full of strange surprises.
Because you never know what outrageous weapons these guys will create and what outrageous things they will do on a whim.
After witnessing this scene, the Astartes warrior's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he quickly shook his head with a wry smile: "I think it's better to forget it. If I am accidentally killed by these guys from behind, I will die with my eyes open."
"Very good, then do as I say, stay in the nest and never come out. Because what happens here next may be far beyond your imagination."
Having said that, Zuo Si's eyes passed through the physical universe and locked onto the huge shadow in the subspace - the Hive Mind.
Likewise, the Hive Mind also locked onto him.
The increase in volume for both parties started from this moment on.
"Hahahaha! Fight! Fight! More, more intense fighting!"
"These bugs are so exciting!"
"You're right! We really enjoyed ourselves today! Come on! Keep going! Don't stop!"
"Where's the Zhizhi cannon? Pull it up quickly! This one has been completely scrapped and can no longer be used!"
"Go away! I'll fix it for you and transform it!"
"Fighting - it's fun!"
"waaaaagh!"
“waaaaaaaaagh!!!!!”
…
Accompanied by shouts and roars one after another, the orcs on the front line fell completely into madness.
To be precise, it should be that state of being extremely happy and high.
The eyes of some orcs even began to turn red, and their bodies expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Especially the guys who are aroused by anger after being injured. Each one has turned into a small Hulk and is rampaging through the insect swarm, destroying everything along the way without restraint.
The unique biomass and genes immediately made the Hive Mind go crazy, and it would kill these extremely valuable targets at all costs.
You don't need to ask to know that it wants to steal this gene and use it on its own insect swarm.
To be precise it succeeded.
Although the destructive power of these little Hulks is quite terrifying, they will become stronger and stronger in fierce battles.
But after all, they are not the real Hulk, they are just inferior imitations carrying some genes.
When the hive tyrant with powerful psychic powers appeared on the battlefield, some seriously injured individuals were quickly suppressed, dismembered, and brought back to the lair behind for study and replication.
About half an hour later, a huge green Zerg Titan appeared on the battlefield.
But Zuo Si was not anxious about this at all, and instead watched the changes on the battlefield with great interest.
The result was just as he thought, these Zerg units integrated with Hulk genes, apart from being stronger, with higher defense, and possessing full-level radiation resistance, could not pose any substantial threat to the army of externalized orcs.
Soon they were all wiped out under the fierce long-range firepower.
The reason is also very simple, that is, the Hulk gene can only exert its true power when it produces strong anger.
But the Tyranids don't even have self-awareness and emotions, so how can they have anger.
"Gene stealing? It's interesting. But you don't think I put this army of perfected orcs into the battlefield without thinking of this, do you?"
There was a hint of mockery in Zuo Si's tone.
"Do you think you can win the battlefield?"
A strange and malicious voice suddenly echoed in my mind.
Zuo Si immediately confirmed that this was the Hive Mind talking to him, and immediately responded with a sneer: "Of course! In front of Shuo You, your most proud numbers and consumption tactics to seize biomass are simply not worth it.
It has no effect. If I were you, I should consider retreating now."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Hmph! Ignorant and arrogant! Do you think this small loss can make me retreat? No! My endless swarm of insects can completely submerge this galaxy."
The Hive Mind issued naked threats and intimidation.
Of course, as the natural disaster and overlord of this universe, it does have such qualifications.
"Then come on, let's wait and see how the next battle will develop. And I'm also very curious, when the number of insect swarms reaches a certain level, can you do it like the Silent King Szarak described?
Release more powerful power."
Zuo Si chose to challenge without hesitation.
"You will regret it! No one can stop the swarm from advancing! As for the Shimmering Oil, I will soon find a way to solve it."
After saying these words, the voice of the Hive Mind completely disappeared.
"Solve Shuoyou? You are really loud! I want to see what tricks you can do with biotechnology."
Zuo Si undoubtedly did not take the other party's threat to heart.
What a joke!
Even the ancient planeswalkers and the gods couldn't handle the old glowing oil created by Yawgmoth, let alone the new glowing oil that he had continuously improved and strengthened.
If the Hive Mind could really do this, then the galaxy in this universe would be completely hopeless.
Necrons, evil gods of subspace, and lords of mankind, please go to sleep quickly.
As long as the Hive Mind fully descends, all resistance will be in vain.
…
At the same time, far away from the edge of the star system in space outside the capital of the sector.
The Necron fleet led by Figure King Trazin has arrived at the corresponding location and is firing round after round at the biological battleships flying towards the planet with the help of gravity and gravity.
But even so, the interception rate is still less than one twentieth.
Because there are too many enemies.
Some even began to join gangs and enter the interior of the Necron ship to engage in hand-to-hand combat.
"Damn it! Is the Hive Mind crazy?"
Trazin stared dumbly at the destroyed biological warships outside, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
Because he originally thought that the large-scale invasion that the Human Empire talked about would be at best the scale of the last time, and it was still just the opponent's forward tentacles.
But I never expected that this time it would be real.
The overwhelming number of insect swarms almost submerged the entire star area.
Even those uninhabited planets and asteroid belts have been occupied by bugs and transformed into fortresses and advanced bases.
"What should we do now?
Asking for help from the great King of Silence?
Or release the Star God fragments?
If things continue like this, with the current size of the fleet, I'm afraid they will be beaten into retreat within a few minutes."
A high-ranking Necron commander asked his overlord a question.
"Get me through to the Silent King! This is obviously the real invasion he mentioned before."
After thinking for a moment, Trazin finally chose to ask Szarak for help.
After all, he originally came to this war just to have some fun and see if he could easily find some collectible targets.
As for fighting the endless swarm of insects...
Sorry, that's not something the Figure King knows how to do.
As a guy who has dozens of clones and backup clones all year round, he will not take his own life for granted.
Especially after being able to experience the feeling of having a soul again, he planned to enjoy real life.
About ten seconds later, Szarak's face appeared on the communicator's screen.
As soon as the connection was connected, his voice immediately asked through the speaker: "What happened? Didn't I tell you that if there is nothing particularly important, it is best not to disturb me?"
Trazin spread his hands helplessly: "I don't want to disturb you, but the problem is that the scale of the Zerg invasion this time far exceeds expectations. It is useless to say more, you should see for yourself."
After that, he directly showed all the pictures he took.
In less than five minutes, the Silent King witnessed the overwhelming numbers and the heroic scene of the Orc army fighting against the insect swarm.
"How is this possible?! Where did the Great Devourer mobilize so many fleets from? I have obviously set up guard posts in several galaxies near the Milky Way!"
Szarak, who always likes to remain dignified, elegant and calm, had a very rare gaffe.
"Perhaps the outposts you established have been destroyed.
The choice we face now is whether to join this war.
You must know that although Soth has stabilized the situation at present, as the number of insect swarms continues to increase, the Hive Will will soon reach a level where it can descend.
Once he's defeated, I'm not sure there's another being in the galaxy who can stand up to the Great Devourer."
There was obviously a hint of nervousness in Trazin's tone, and he no longer had any of his usual sense of humor and playful smile.
Because he knew very well that if the entire galaxy was occupied by the Tyranids, the things he had worked so hard to collect would no longer have any meaning.
Silent King Szarak was silent for a long time, and then asked directly: "How long do you think Soth can last?"
Trazin shook his head and replied: "Sorry, I don't know either.
Because he obviously has the ability to draw troops from other time and space.
But what is certain is that he has not yet shown his true trump card.
Besides, don’t you think these orcs look very familiar?”
"look familiar?"
Szarak was obviously stunned for a moment, and then the ancient orcs who joined the Ancient Saint camp during the Battle of Heaven suddenly appeared in his mind.
These strong, brave, super warriors who were never afraid of pain and death once caused huge trouble and casualties to the Necron.
Although they later degenerated into the green-skinned orcs they are today due to some unknown reasons, they still became the most troublesome enemy in the entire galaxy.
The Perfected Orcs who are currently fighting a fierce battle with the Tyranid Zerg obviously have some shadows of the Ancient Orcs.
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With the power of shimmering oil, they can turn any idea in their mind into reality, and then use the waaaaagh force field to strengthen it.
After a short moment of silence, the Silent King opened his mouth again and sighed: "You are right, it does look familiar. I never thought that Soth actually tamed the orcs for his own use like the ancient saint. I am very curious, he
What else can be summoned from that interesting towering tree?"
"You'd better not make this kind of joke. Because I have a hunch that when he summons his legion from other time and space again, it will definitely make the entire galaxy shake and tremble."
Trazin stared at the picture of tree branches in the cave on another screen and expressed his truest feelings.
Because this kind of thing that can connect the multiverse together through the dark void is completely beyond the scope of his understanding.
In particular, the small amount of original matter and chaotic energy carried by the branches when they travel through the dark void is simply the most deadly poison for the creatures in this universe.
Even if it is contaminated in the slightest, it will be quickly twisted and turned into a monster that does not distinguish between friend and foe, only knowing how to devour and kill.
A few insects that tried to destroy the branches in the cave to cut off reinforcements ended up like this. It was scary just to look at them.
"Okay, I will summon the fleet and rush over immediately. You hold on, this may take a while."
After saying that, Silent King Szarak cut off the communication.
"A little time? I hope it won't be too long."
Trazin glanced at the fierce battle in outer space, and subconsciously touched the dozen Star God fragments inlaid on his throne.
If the situation really comes to a last resort, he will definitely throw out all these deadly things.
After all, to a certain extent, the figure King Gen Zuosi is also a Pokémon master, and the huge private museum is the best example.
It's just that his hobbies are more extensive, not only collecting living things, but also some dead things.
This guy's wish list even includes a strand of the Lord of Man's hair, Magnus's one eye, an incarnation of Kane, a feather from the wing of Saint Leth, the Golden Throne, and the Chaos God of Warp.
Signatures and a series of incredible things.
After all, the title of the first thief and collector in the galaxy is not for nothing.
Just as Trazin was thinking about how to build a fleet defense network and intercept as many of these biological warships as possible in the outer reaches of the star system, the entrance to the webway located in the orbit of the seventh planet was suddenly opened.
Following closely, Robert Guilliman's flagship Macragge's Glory rushed out first, starting with a salvo of light spear arrays and macrocannons.
A large number of biological warships suffered devastating blows under this attack, and a large amount of flesh and blood was scattered everywhere.
When the Glory Queen-class battleship completely sailed out of the Webway, the following fleets also filed out and formed a battle formation as quickly as possible.
For a moment, high-energy rays, physical shells and torpedoes intertwined together, forming a rather tearing scene.
Some warships that were relatively close to the insect swarm directly used the ramming angle to ram them, and then started to join forces to fight.
I have to say that the technological level and tactics of the Human Empire are really hard to describe.
Although Zuo Si has provided them with many weapons and equipment, the overall situation is still unflattering.
Especially those captains who joined the Tyranids, they really didn't know what was going on in their minds.
To put it bluntly, this is basically delivering food to the insects.
But fortunately, most captains are still clear-headed, and there are still a few who choose to use collision and jumping gangs.
Moreover, with the covering fire from nearby friendly forces, the loss was not too great.
"This...the number of these bugs is too much, right? What happened? Does the Hive Mind want to start a war that will destroy the galaxy?"
Robert Guilliman, who had just jumped out of the webway, suddenly stood up from his chair, his eyes as wide as bells.
Due to the shielding of the subspace by the Hive Mind, the Astropath was unable to convey the situation in time.
So he was still at the initial stage of the Tyranid invasion.
"I feel deep malice and greed! There is a terrifying existence staring at us through the subspace."
Living Saint Celestine issued a solemn warning.
As the chosen one and spokesperson of the Lord of Mankind, her sensitivity in this regard is far greater than that of the original body.
Of course, the more important reason is that Robert Guilliman has always refused to accept his subspace nature.
"You mean the Hive Mind is here? It's already arrived?"
Belisarius Call subconsciously clenched the palm in his hand that could break the contact target into an atomic state.
Celestine quickly shook her head: "No, not yet. Because it has not accumulated enough power. What's more, there is a presence on the battlefield that it is afraid of."
"Father of New Phyrexia - Thoth!"
Belisarius Caul quickly captured Zuo Si standing on the ground of the sector capital through the detector.
Since the incarnation of Shining Oil contains more amazing energy than any star, it is not difficult to find him.
In contrast, Robert Guilliman noticed the orc army that was fighting fiercely against the Tyranid Zerg, and asked the others around him with a surprised look: "Are my eyes blurry? These orcs are helping us fight against the Zerg."
group?"
"Your Majesty the Regent, please pay attention. They are not ordinary orcs, but orcs with shining oil flowing in their bodies. In other words, they are all part of New Phyrexia." Felix the Hero pointed.
One of the screens reminded.
"Shining oil? So this is the reinforcement summoned by Soth? He actually tamed the green-skinned orcs?"
Robert Guilliman quickly swiped the screen to observe the situation on each battlefield, and found that it was much better than he expected.
Especially these, who were once the empire's most troublesome enemies, were now able to resist a swarm of insects several times their own. Not only did they not retreat even half a step, they were actively counterattacking.
The remaining human armies began to build fortifications based on the hive, and from time to time provided long-range fire support and cover to this group of dangerous friendly forces.
Although it is certainly impossible for them to fight side by side with a group of orcs, because there is no difference in seeking death, they will still do what they can to some extent.
But the orcs didn't care at all.
Because they are now like a group of guys who are at the peak of physiological orgasm. They have already given up thinking about such useless things. They just want to keep fighting and having fun until they can't move at all.
"It seems so. The technology mastered by the other party is far beyond what we can understand, especially the towering giant tree standing on the surface of the planet."
Belisarius Cawl is undoubtedly a man who knows the goods, and he found the most valuable thing at a glance-the Cave Tree.
"Is there anything special about that tree?"
Robert Guilliman asked in an uncertain tone.
Belisarius Caul answered very simply: "It crosses the barrier between space and space, and the other side is connected to the unknown void that we have never seen and can hardly understand. Maybe it is difficult to understand, but you
Just imagine when all physical rules and logic cease to exist, and you can roughly understand what kind of place it is."
"So what Soth said before is all true? There is a place called the Dark Void between the universe and the universe. Only special people like that can travel freely?"
Robert Guilliman showed a very interested expression.
"I don't know whether he was telling the truth or a lie.
But it should be true that you can travel between different universes.
Because an army of Perfect Orcs of this size would absolutely not be discovered if it were hidden in the galaxy.
In addition, I suggest that you'd better focus on commanding the fleet.
You must know that we are currently at an overwhelming disadvantage in terms of numbers."
While saying this, Belisarius Caul glanced at the densely packed red dots symbolizing enemy ships on the detector, so many that they couldn't even fit on one screen.
"No, I think we should first support the Necron fleet, and then meet with them to discuss the next action plan. Anyway, with Soth on the other side, there shouldn't be any big problems in a short time.
"
Roboute Guilliman thought for a moment and made a quick decision.
Just when he was about to issue combat instructions to the fleet, the screen of the communicator suddenly lit up without warning, and then the figure king Trazin's face that needed to be beaten appeared on it, speaking in a tone of meeting old friends.
Greeting: "Ah! My dear friend, you are finally here. Although I know that it is common for the empire's reinforcements to be late, but it is a bit unreasonable to be so slow after the network channel."
"I'm very sorry, Lord Trazin, and I don't want to delay it, but a fleet of this size requires a little effort just to set up and allocate materials."
Robert Guilliman sighed apologetically.
When he thought of the thick stack of papers and the dense lists on it that he had flipped through before, he felt like his brain ached.
Because of the fear that electronic computers would be affected by subspace, many important and sensitive data of the empire were recorded on paper.
This means that when he comes, he needs to process more than tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of pages of lists and reports before the fleet can complete all preparations and enter the first level of combat readiness.
In other words, the original body has a super brain, which would have collapsed long ago for ordinary people.
No wonder so many people ridicule the administrative efficiency of the empire and the cold-bloodedness of the upper-level rulers.
No matter who it is, they will go crazy over processing so many paper documents every day, and then become more and more impatient and insensitive to casualty figures.