From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 733: Completely Lost the "Market"

This disorganized, scattered force poses a drastic reduction in threat level to the well-equipped, well-trained, and well-coordinated Imperial Astartes, Imperial Auxiliary Forces, and other biological and mechanical weapons such as intelligent mechs, combat machines, and clone soldiers operating in tandem. They pose virtually no strategic challenge.

The Astartes are even able to conduct highly efficient "hunting" operations in smaller combat formations, precisely and quickly clearing out any remaining threats in every block and every building.

However, this does not mean the danger is over.

For unarmed and panicked ordinary people, even the lowest-level zombies are far faster and stronger than ordinary people. And those Unification Church "fanatics" who are completely insane, willing to self-destruct or use dangerous weapons are even more unstable and deadly factors.

Therefore, the purge operation must be swift and thorough.

In the city, the roar of bolters and the buzzing of plasma weapons still rose and fell, but the rhythm had shifted from fierce defensive blocking to a systematic advance and clearing.

Under the cover of fire from the Astartes squad, the auxiliary soldiers searched for survivors building by building, while mercilessly shooting any undead or heretics they found.

On the streets, heavy-duty clearing vehicles and engineering mechs began clearing away the piled-up rubble and debris, creating safe evacuation routes and supply lines.

Inside the temporary medical stations and resettlement sites, military officials and medics were busy treating the wounded, registering identities, and distributing basic necessities. Order was being painstakingly but resolutely rebuilt under the protection of the imperial forces.

At the same time, more targeted decapitation operations have also been launched.

Based on prior intelligence infiltration and reconnaissance, as well as information possibly from surrendered individuals or intercepted communications, several of the most elite Imperial Warrior tactical squads, Terminator squads, or elite assault teams equipped with jump packs, have already moved like sharp blades in the shadows, heading straight for the targeted hideouts of the Unification Church's high-ranking members.

These locations are often hardened bunkers deep underground, secret bases disguised as civilian facilities, or underground private estates in remote areas.

The Imperial Guards launched a surprise attack with overwhelming force.

The heavy blast doors are like paper in the face of molten metal bombs or plasma cutters, and the internal automated defense systems are quickly paralyzed by the electronic countermeasures equipment and precision firepower of the Astartes.

Inside the bunker, the Unification Church leaders, who had thought they were safe, listened in horror to the explosions and intense gunfire coming from outside.
These often represent one-sided massacres.

The heavy footsteps of the power armored figures grew closer.

They attempted to destroy the documents, initiate self-destruct programs, or order their last remaining loyal guards to put up a desperate resistance.

But all these struggles were in vain in the face of the absolute power and determination of the Imperial Guards.

The battle erupted in narrow corridors and secret rooms, brief and brutal.

The explosive bolts tore the figure in the ornate priest's robes to shreds, along with his guards; the roar of the chainsaw sword was the last sound these conspirators heard.

The Imperial Warriors strictly carried out the Primarch's orders, leaving no survivors and accepting no surrenders, ensuring that these heretical leaders, whose hands were stained with the blood of innocents and who had caused global catastrophe, would pay the ultimate price for their foolish and insane actions.

Deep inside the bunker, the file server was forcibly dismantled and taken away; any valuable intelligence was sealed away, awaiting further analysis.

The purge is extending from the macro battlefield to every dark corner.

The final reckoning has arrived for those reinforced bunkers buried deep underground, which once symbolized the supreme power and secret luxury of the Unification Church.

When the Imperial Astartes broke through the heavy alloy gates with unstoppable force, pointing their bolters at those huddled in corners or trying to hide behind safes, the behavior of the once arrogant sect leaders was completely different from their demeanor when they publicly proclaimed divinity and accepted the worship of believers.

"No...don't kill me! I'm willing to offer all my wealth...all my knowledge!"

An archbishop who once proclaimed the "ascension" of the gospel before millions of believers now collapsed to the ground, his expensive silk robes stained with his own incontinence, tears streaming down his face, humbly pleading with the cold steel giant with his hands clasped together.

"It's...it's an order from above! We were all forced! Spare my life, and I can identify the others!"

Another cardinal in charge of the sect's armed forces, his face ashen, tried to sell out his colleagues for a chance at survival, his voice sharp and distorted with extreme fear.

"Gods...no! Your Majesty, the Empire! We were wrong! We are willing to convert, willing to worship the Emperor! We beg you..."

Pleading, weeping, and incoherent explanations echoed in the cold, confined room, converging into a final elegy for the collapse of power and ambition.

They greedily craved the illusory eternity that "sublimation" would bring, but when real, cold death came before them, their attachment to life overwhelmed everything.

They wanted to live, and were willing to beg for their lives in the most humble and humiliating way.

However, all that responded to them were the unwavering gazes of the Imperial Astartes hidden behind their helmets and the steady, low rumble of their bolt lances.

Clang—clang—clang—!
Short, deadly bursts of fire, showing no mercy.

The explosive bullets pierced the skulls or chests of these heretical leaders with pinpoint accuracy, tearing their vile souls and sinful bodies apart.

The pleas for mercy abruptly ceased, leaving only the smell of gunpowder and blood in the air.

Without trial or detention, the Imperial Warriors strictly enforced the Primarch's order to "execute first, report later, and shoot directly" against these culprits who directly caused planetary disasters and whose hands were stained with the blood of their compatriots.

Under an iron fist, there is no room for mercy. This is the most direct way to maintain order and the most basic way to comfort the countless victims.

Meanwhile, simultaneous operations targeting the Earth Federation and the Defense Force (EDF) leadership are also underway.

Unlike the complete extermination of the Unification Church, the Imperial Army treated this group of people differently.

Those officials and generals who resisted stubbornly, attempted to gain personal benefits in the chaos, or even had secret collusion with the Unification Church were ruthlessly killed in the same way as the heretical leaders.

Meanwhile, another group of officials who saw that the situation was hopeless and chose to surrender, or who held positions but had not committed unforgivable crimes, were quickly controlled and arrested by elite teams and sent to temporary detention centers to await further investigation, trial or "re-education" in the hope that they might be able to contribute their remaining energy within the framework of the empire in the future.

With the core of the resistance force swiftly removed, the unification process following the defeat of the Blood Moon unfolded with astonishing efficiency on Earth in Dead Space and throughout the entire solar system.

In the Dead Space universe, Earth, humanity's war-torn home planet, almost completely lost its will to resist the overwhelming power and highly efficient organization displayed by the Imperial Warrior Legion. The remaining federal government and military units, leaderless and having witnessed the Imperial Warriors' actions against the Blood Moon and the purge of heretics, all declared their submission to the Imperial Warrior Legion's command.

The administrators of the massive industrial cities, the closed-off metropolises in harsh environments, and the space stations orbiting the moon and other planets on Venus also received ultimatums from the Imperial Warriors fleet.

Symbolically, or rather, realizing that any resistance would be futile, these key human colonies quickly switched sides and declared their allegiance to the Imperial Warriors, the human empire.

Advance officials from the Imperial Ministry of the Interior and the Ministry of the Military began landing in these worlds to begin preliminary takeover and assessment work.
The scene shifts, and the time has now reached 24 hours after the Blood Moon Swarm's retreat.

The fighting on Earth's surface has largely subsided.

The continuous clearing operations have reduced the remaining threat of the unorganized zombies to a minimum. The sporadic resistance was like a candle in the wind and was quickly extinguished by the patrols.

The root cause of all this disaster, the primordial divine seal containing endless evil, was successfully retrieved from the depths of the Yucatan Peninsula by the thirty Vanguard Glory Guards and War Maidens. It was then subjected to multiple psionic and technological seals and finally safely transferred to the lowest level of the Human Might Forever, in a containment chamber equipped with the highest level of isolation measures.

From then on, the source of pollution that had been constantly eroding and distorting the human spirit was completely isolated, and the humans of Earth in Dead Space were finally able to break free from that invisible spiritual whisper.

At this moment, the Imperial Warrior Fleet has completely taken control of the "sky" of the solar system in "Dead Space". The patrol fleet shuttles between planetary orbits, and the imperial dragon emblem is projected on important space facilities.

The Earth Federation as a political entity no longer exists; its official system has been completely disintegrated, with officials either dead or demoted.

Meanwhile, the middle and senior leaders of the Unification Church were ruthlessly and forcefully purged by the Imperial Army, with none escaping.

According to Sui Meng, the original creator of the Unification Church, the act of sacrificing the lives of hundreds of millions of compatriots in pursuit of a distorted and illusory "sublimation" is an extreme desecration of life, order, and human reason, and must be eradicated by the most thorough means.

Meanwhile, the Imperial Warrior fleets dispatched to other human colony star systems outside the solar system began to send back reports of their victories.

The colonies in those star systems were far smaller than those in our solar system, and their defense forces (EDF) were much weaker, with fleets possibly consisting of only a few old frigates.

Faced with the Imperial Army's well-organized fleets of advanced warships, often numbering over a hundred, "besieging the city," and receiving information from the solar system regarding the Empire's formidable military power and the prospect of "cooperation," the city was now in a predicament.
Or perhaps, after learning of the outcome of the resistance, the administrators of these colonies, almost without exception, chose the most rational path—

surrender.

After all, the Earth Federation's control over its peripheral colonies was loose, and their loyalty was limited. Faced with an absolute power gap and the instinct for survival, submitting to the stronger power was a logical choice.

The territory of the human empire is expanding rapidly in this traumatized universe at an astonishing pace.

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Our gaze returns to Earth, focusing on a once-prosperous coastal city that is now devastated.

The city had suffered heavy damage from the previous blood moon, the zombie outbreak, and the looting by fanatical followers of the Unification Church.

Everywhere you look, there are collapsed high-rise skeletons, blackened ruins, and streets scattered with abandoned vehicles and battle debris, silently telling the story of the devastation that happened not long ago.

However, the forces of life and order are tenacious.

Thanks to the Imperial Engineering Department's cost-effective and efficient comprehensive repairs, the city's functions are rapidly being restored.

Obstacles on the main streets have been cleared, buildings that were not severely damaged have been reinforced, and basic water and electricity supplies and communication networks have been initially repaired and are now operating stably.

Although the city is far from returning to its former prosperity, it has at least escaped the complete shutdown and is able to maintain the most basic normal living needs of its residents.

On the streets, order has replaced chaos.

Patrol drones flew in swarms across the sky, their sensors vigilantly scanning every corner.

On the ground, clone soldiers dressed primarily in white combat suits with blue and red accents and trench coat-like hems patrolled along fixed routes in standard tactical formations.

They are taciturn but efficient in their actions.

At key intersections or outside important facilities, one can see even more intimidating figures—metal skull-like robots.

Armed with heavy weapons, they stand like eternal sentinels, radiating a cold and undeniable deterrent force.

Somewhat surprisingly, the city's residents did not show excessive fear or rejection toward these diverse biological and mechanical weapons from the Imperial Warriors.

More than anything, it was a gaze that was a mixture of curiosity and observation.

In the past 24 hours, the Imperial Army not only eliminated the threat with an iron fist, but also distributed emergency living supplies, medical assistance and basic welfare subsidies to the surviving people on a large scale and unconditionally through the Ministry of Military Affairs and the Ministry of the Interior.

These tangible aid efforts, in stark contrast to the bureaucratic style of the Earth Federation and the madness of the Unification Church, effectively won over the hearts and minds of the people and alleviated the pressure of survival.

More importantly, the footage captured by journalists at great personal risk and which cannot be deleted or covered up online—the scene of the Gene Primitive Sui Meng transforming into a ten-thousand-meter-tall golden giant and purifying the Blood Moon with unparalleled divine power—has been widely circulated and continues to generate buzz online.

That scene, which seemed like a myth come to life, was deeply imprinted in the hearts of every witness.

In comparison, the Blood Moon, which the Unification Church promotes and ultimately brings death and mutation, seems so evil and false.

Sui Meng's guardian demeanor and sacred radiance made people increasingly inclined to believe that he was the true deity worthy of reverence and emulation.

The original doctrines of the Unification Church have been completely dismantled by irrefutable facts and comparisons, and have utterly lost their "market".

Moreover, the actions of the Unification Church during the disaster, especially the unforgettable destruction it caused to the earth and humanity, have filled the people with immense hatred for it.

In contrast, the Imperial Warriors, who brought order and hope for survival, and the "Golden Giant" were naturally more readily accepted, and even began to give rise to new, simple forms of worship.
(End of this chapter)