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Chapter 202, Chapter 9, The World-Taker: "Where do so many orcs come from on Vigilance Planet?!"

The Empire designed the defense system of this planet to be impenetrable, just because this planet is both an outpost and a springboard for further expeditions. Many Adeptus Mechanicus and Astra Militarum use this world as a second line of defense against the Chaos invasion pouring out of the Cadian Gate.

This unique location makes this world a strategic location that the Empire must protect and Chaos must seize.

The few areas that can be developed in this world are currently all overdeveloped. Industrial areas that spread like crazy like plants form a cluster of hives that are like continental plates.

Abandoned mines are everywhere, leaving only the scars of over-exploitation.

Vigilance was once one of the hundreds of worlds in the Obscura that produced manpower and weapons for the Empire. Now, it mainly produces a special defensive technology. The Adeptus Mechanicus discovered a force field shield STC driven by psychic technology on this planet. This technology was quickly approved for use by the Archmagos of Mars and put into production.

This reliable psychic technology shield has been well received within the empire and has been purchased by a large number of planetary governors, becoming a solid shield for many worlds.

Formally, Vigilance is under the administration of the planetary governor Lucian Agamenus IX.

But this is obviously a thing of the past. The Primarchs have implemented new laws in the Imperial capital of Terra, with a brand new communication system and planetary jump technology.

In just a few years, the wave of change swept across the entire galaxy. Even the Sentinel Planet, tens of thousands of light years away from Terra, was swept up in this turbulent wave.

Today, the corrupt Agamenus IX has been removed from his position as planetary governor, and a new system of officials has taken over their power. In just a few years, bureaucrats sent by the Ministry of Administration have slowly but surely taken away their power and weakened the influence of the Agamenus family on the planet.

The powerful people of Vigilance Planet were furious about this situation, but they could do nothing about it.

No one dared to openly oppose the reforms proposed by the Primarchs, just as no one would openly oppose the Emperor.

And the Primarchs also showed enough attention to this world. The priests of the Void Order, the Inquisitors of the Lionheart, the Assassins' Court, and the Scarlet Star Talkers all arrived on this planet carrying the will of the Primarchs and urging the implementation of the reforms.

The priests of the Void Realm even emphasized kindly that if the powerful people of this world would not listen to the Emperor's holy words, then as the Emperor's servants, they also knew a little bit of fighting.

But even if the implementation of the reform benefits every citizen of the empire, the lives of the residents of this planet have been greatly improved.

But it still cannot calm the people’s increasingly panicked hearts.

As the galactic rift tears apart, the people of Vigilante are increasingly afraid of the impending doomsday.

Many civilians found themselves haunted by horrific nightmares every night after they fell asleep.

Bad temper caused by lack of sleep and panic about the impending doomsday quickly spread among the citizens.

What's worse is that not long ago, an orc army was lost in the warp storm, and was eventually protected and guided by the orc god Dugo and descended into this world.

Although this orc army's weapons seemed to be cobbled together from nowhere, they actually demonstrated extremely high war potential. In less than a month, they swept across all areas on the Alert Star except for the human hive.

In the wilderness of this world, the dust formed by chemical waste that can kill an adult within a few hours, or the wild beasts with hard shells, these horrific dangers seem to have no effect on the orcs.

The Imperial Navy and Planetary Defense Force of this world responded quickly. They wanted to expel these orcs as soon as possible, but after a brief fight, they found that they were no match for these orcs.

In desperation, the Imperial Navy Admiral applied for support from the Military Affairs Department, but to his despair, not only did the Military Affairs Department not send any reinforcements, but the response it gave was to order them to ignore the existence of these orcs.

Just when the imperial soldiers were desperately thinking that the world was about to be destroyed in the out-of-control green tide.

What surprised them even more was that these orcs were stationed peacefully in the wilderness of Alert Star, with no intention of starting a war with the Empire.

Such actions once changed the Imperial Navy's stereotype of orcs.

Amid their mixed feelings of panic and relief, the orcs' fortresses rose up one after another, and even a huge orc city stood on the plains.

It looks like they want to reproduce and thrive on this planet.

In just half a month, the wilderness was filled with surging green tides, the roar of "waaagh" continued day and night, and the sounds of metal colliding and super gun firing echoed everywhere.

The big technical masters and technical boys produced countless huge engines. Even the Dugo King Kong with heavy wheels and overlapping blood-patterned paint began to walk on the wilderness of the Alert Star like a Titan.

Be it the military, administrative officials, or even the priests of the state religion, they all turned a blind eye to these green-skinned orcs growing wild in the wilderness.

After learning of this situation, some technical bishops of the Mechanicus simply increased the power of the fortress's shields, and then continued to devote themselves to the mining of the "black minerals" on the Alert Star.

However, some daring merchants were surprised to find, after several attempts, that their caravans could actually travel in the wilderness.

In the past, the wilderness of Vigilance was filled with poisonous dust, terrifying beasts, and even occasional demons and dark elves.

But when the orcs appeared in this wilderness, in the wilderness of Alert Star, whether it was the mountains or the plains, there was only green left.

Merchants only need to provide the orc boss with a little necessary "protection fee", and then they can open up a safe and stable trade route under the escort of the orc boys.

With the circulation of caravans, the commercial market of Alert Star suddenly became more prosperous.

But no matter how law-abiding the orcs are.

Their arrival inevitably caused panic among civilians.

Many citizens believed the doomsday theories of those underground sects and were deliberately brainwashed by the conspirators. The final result was the birth of hundreds of conflicts and uprisings of all sizes.

The riots in various hive cities are also intensifying. A civilian prince sect called the Twisted Dragon, under the leadership of a prophet, launched a devastating raid.

Great rifts also slowly appear in the graffiti of madmen and in the language of those who believe they have established a supernatural connection with some extraordinary being.

What’s even more disturbing is that when this happens, it actually starts to slowly affect things in reality.

Paintings that depict large rifts always emit an eerie glow that doesn't fade away slowly like natural light.

Some citizens of the empire were horrified to find that newborns had large cracks on their bodies and bright red scars appeared on their flawless skin.

Many crops on the farm also began to fall in the same direction.

The riots intensified further and the situation was on the verge of getting out of control.

To combat these situations, both the planetary defense forces and the church's priests were mobilized in full force, and they faced these visions with ruthless efficiency and fanatical passion.

Some mortal soldiers even felt a bit resentful in their hearts - if they couldn't fight against the greenskins all over the mountains, how could they suppress the rebellion within the hive?
In order to express their loyalty to the Golden Throne, the leader of the rebellion, the Prophet of the Twisted Dragon of the Pauper Prince Sect was soon caught, and the priests made the prophet's identity as a genestealer public amid bursts of hymns.

Behind other rebellious orders, there are more or less Chaos cultists.

But once the beginning of betrayal is ignited, it cannot be stopped by executing the leader. Under the malicious instigation from the subspace, the spark of rebellion is still impacting the order of Vigilance Planet.

Civilian riots frequently broke out in various hives, and the Dark Eldar took advantage of the situation. In the chaos, they plundered a large number of humans as their playthings and slaves, and caused bloody massacres in many cities.

The fate of the civilians of Vigilant Planet was hanging by a thread almost every day due to new battles. Every time a block was recaptured, another block was occupied somewhere else. The citizens prayed for a miracle to break the deadlock. But in the end, they waited for a completely different fate -

After all this chaos, with the successive appearance of orcs, gene stealers, and dark elves, the demon army also made its grand debut at this moment.

The investigation of the Ecclesiarchy's priests into the root causes of the hive's civil unrest was soon disrupted by some horrific findings.

On the tops of those Gothic spires, blasphemous words written in blood all point to the same terrifying existence.

It is clear that most of the current rebellions on Vigilante are caused by a brutal instigator, the apocalypse pioneer of the Demon Alliance, Harkonn the Worldreaver.

When the voice of the World Taker echoed across the planet, the horror of the matter was revealed. The dark lord promised the empire that disaster was coming - the entire planet would be turned into purgatory, and all the internal organs of everyone would turn into blood.

His words were spread throughout the world through countless microphones infected by the virus. The voices of these tens of millions of microphones gathered together and finally unified into a single will - this world belongs to the great plunderer Abaddon, and he himself will soon come here to conquer everything here.

As the reality barrier between the stars distorted, Chaos warships filled with blasphemous and unclean auras leapt out of thin air to the Alert Star, the orbital sanitation belt of the planetary system.

The surface of the ship was covered with dense skeletons and corpses, as well as various kinds of flesh and blood and strangely spreading shadows.

The fleet was huge in number, and its huge blood-red eyes followed the movement of the warships while staring at the surroundings in the void with malice.

The vertical pupils were like those of a wild beast, and just looking at them made one feel cold all over, as if even the soul was invaded.

The owner of this fleet is Harkon Worldreaver. It was he who made the oath of disaster, and now he has come to fulfill his promise.

The World Reaper is the mouthpiece of the Dark Warmaster Abaddon. Even in the coalition of demons, he has a very high status. He commands a large-scale Chaos army and burns world after world on Abaddon's behalf.

He is Abaddon's forerunner, sowing the seeds of chaos and fear in enemy positions, weakening enemy defenses, and watering the seeds of rebellion in the unbreakable camp.

"Soon, my lord, this vital world will become your next trophy," Captain Chaos flattered the World Reaver.

In the eyes of the Demon Alliance, Vigilance is extremely weak. The navy and planetary defense forces have been dragged into the vortex of rebellion, and even a group of green-skinned orcs are allowed to exist on the surface of the planet.

Apart from the fortress's protective shield, which is somewhat remarkable, everything else is not worth mentioning.

If the Iron Hands had not arrived here in time, I am afraid that this world would have already pledged its allegiance to Lord Abaddon.

quickly,

This huge demon fleet occupied the outer orbit of the Warning Planet.

Their arrival caused the Chaos warbands and cultists who were already active inside the Vigilance Star to cheer heartily.

The emergence of the Iron Hand hindered the World Taker's plan to use intimidation to directly conquer the world.

And their auspicious instruments showed that more and more interstellar regiments were rushing here, forming a larger support team.

Realizing that intimidation would not directly achieve his goal, the World Stealer decided to take over this world himself.

The World Taker looked at the scattered and sparse green-skinned orcs on the surface of the planet with a disdainful smile on his face.

He didn't know what exactly happened in this world. In his opinion, these aliens must have caused mutual losses to the Empire's army.

A mere orc, not worth mentioning.

The age of the Primarchs is over.

Now is the era of the great Warmaster Abaddon!
"Lower the drop pods and let these mortals who defy the will of the Great Predator taste the bitter fruit. The world will be set ablaze with war, for the great god, for the invincible warmaster!"

The World Rider shouted to the roaring demon coalition.

Then, he received countless bloodthirsty responses.

The demons and fallen warriors walked towards the Hell Claws, and under the control of the Dark Mechanic Priest, they prepared to carry out airborne tactics.

Millions of blasphemous meteorites fell upon this world like dense raindrops.

The human fortress's psychic shield was still on, so they could only descend into the deserted wilderness.

The airdrop capsule fell heavily to the ground, shaking the earth like a giant fist, making a loud rumbling sound.

A large number of buildings collapsed under this horrific impact. Amid the smoke and screams, they could vaguely hear the roar of orcs.

"laugh!--"

As the air pressure valve opened, the high-pressure valve of the Hell Claw successfully released pressure, and fallen warriors wearing armor and holding weapons, decorated with terrifying spikes and blasphemous skulls, swarmed out of it.

The unclean demons followed closely behind and launched a massive attack on the human fortress.

This dark coalition showed a bloodthirsty smile.

The World-Rival also strode out from this blasphemous demon army and issued an ultimatum to the entire world.

Harkon Worldreaver's declaration resounded throughout the universe: "This planet belongs to the Reaver of All Worlds, Warmaster Abaddon. Either kneel before him or wait to be buried in the flames of war."

But when this loud declaration was issued.

The World-Snatcher suddenly realized that something was unusual.

He felt that the earth of this planet was shaking violently, as if countless terrible wild beasts were running wildly together. Although the pace of these beasts was scattered, when they gathered together, their footsteps could still shake the earth.

At the same time, the Black Legion's reconnaissance equipment also captured completely abnormal signals.

——In the vast and mountainous land of Warning Star, in the basin-shaped wasteland between the fortresses, and in the tens of thousands of abandoned mining caves, countless green tides suddenly surged out.

The World-Rival watched in disbelief as these green tides gathered together, eventually forming a green ocean large enough to completely cover the surface of the planet.

The color of the earth was completely wiped out, and all that could be seen were the green-skinned orcs extending to the skyline and the bright red totems with overlapping heavy wheels.

How many orcs suddenly emerged? Hundreds of billions? Trillions?
Haken Worldtaker had no idea. Even if he was given a hundred years, he would not be able to count the exact number of these orcs.

But there is one thing he understands very well.

——They, the vanguard of the Black Crusade, have been completely surrounded by a vast ocean of green-skinned orcs.

(End of this chapter)