Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 914 Big Melee

Because of the Wailers' bizarre luck, although they were targeted by the Fallen Space Marines and besieged by hundreds of millions of rebels, they accidentally activated the alien tomb, and then things got really serious, because this was the tomb world of the Fearful Dead.

The Fearful Ones are a god-level civilization second only to the Ancient Saints. Their technological level has surpassed the imagination of most intelligent life forms, almost a miracle. If they hadn't been tricked by the Star God, losing their physical bodies and souls, which locked their potential and left them in despair, they would have been the second Ancient Saints.

This is probably why the Star Gods are targeting them, because the Star Gods will never allow another super-god civilization to manipulate the physical universe and subspace. At that time, even the Star Gods themselves will become the other side's servants.

Disheartened and disillusioned by the rise of the Eldar, who inherited the legacy of the ancient saints, the Deathbringers chose to slumber. They transformed cities into cold tombs and collectively slept for tens of millions of years.

However, they were only asleep, not dead. Such a commotion naturally awakened the sleeping, death-fearing creatures.

Although this planet is merely a lord's tomb world, not a hegemon or pharaoh, its strength is still quite terrifying. After all, their technological level is almost mythical. They have only just begun to recover a portion of their power, yet they have already wiped out countless rebels, as if these rebels were just bubbles that would burst at the slightest touch.

In fact, that's pretty much the case. When faced with the weapons of the Fearful Ones, whether it's thin individual bulletproof armor or heavy tanks weighing hundreds of tons, they are all equally disintegrated by the rays. There is no difference at all. After all, this is a god-level civilization. Even the most basic civilian weapons are not comparable to the mass-produced equipment of the Empire.

Moreover, the rebels were merely a mob forcibly organized; they were fine when things were going well, but they collapsed immediately when faced with an enemy that was far beyond their capabilities.

If it weren't for a group of Fallen Space Marines coming to oversee the battle, forcing the rebels to continue their attack with fear and death, and eliminating some living metal shells, the Fearful Ones might have simply settled down and gone back to sleep.

Because of the Fallen Space Marines' perseverance, coupled with the detection of an increase in the subspace concentration on the planet, the threat level of this crypt world has risen, and more Death-fearers have been awakened.

However, this is just a lord's tomb world, with not many regular troops. Those awakened are mostly ordinary soldiers with incomplete data consciousness. They were just civilians in life and had no combat awareness. Moreover, their living metal bodies were severely lacking in maintenance, resulting in slow movements. They were good at bullying rebels, but they were somewhat powerless against fallen space soldiers.

If it weren't for the indestructible nature of Gauss weapons and the fact that living metal bodies with data consciousness are not afraid of death, the Fallen Space Marines might have already broken in and activated an even more terrifying entity.

Even so, the scale of the war gradually expanded and became increasingly chaotic, which ironically allowed the lucky Lamenters Chapter to escape.

The reason why the Fear of Death targets the rebels is not only because the rebels are the most numerous, but also because they are contaminated by warp pollution.

As for the Crying Chapter, firstly, they were breaking outwards, so their attack priority was not high; secondly, the Crying Chapter's think tank took the opportunity to give the cat a bath.

The temporary boost in luck led the Weeping Legion to be judged as neutral units by the somewhat problematic Deathbringers who had been dormant for too long; after all, no enemy would bathe their pet during a retreat.

The Lamenters Chapter withdrew not because they were afraid of death, but because the situation on this planet was too bizarre. They needed to investigate first and then issue a warning, which would take time. Unfortunately, the Fallen Space Marines had their sights set on them again.

Unexpectedly, as more and more Fallen Space Marines focused their attention on the Crying Chapter, the Hive City, which had been occupied by the rebels, launched another rebellion.
This group of people appeared out of nowhere, shouting for the Four-Armed God Emperor. They fought fiercely and fearlessly, confusing the rebel army so much that they didn't know who the real rebels were.

Just as the fighting was getting intense, a group of Dark Eldar who appeared out of nowhere also set their sights on the place and attempted to capture Space Marines and Fallen Space Marines to serve as gladiators. As a result, the Orks captured earlier rioted, causing the ship to crash.

The greenskins certainly won't die; if they do, they'll turn into spores. The Dark Eldar, naturally, won't give up and decides to deploy more troops to turn the entire planet into art.

As the situation grew increasingly complex, the Fallen Space Marines unleashed the Nurgle Virus through a blood sacrifice, summoning even more Fallen Space Marines, including the World Eaters, a group of madmen. Their plan was to overturn the table, slaughter everyone, and then flee. When the cruisers of the two legions arrived, they were met with this chaotic scene of carnage.

"How about we just blow it up?"

Of course, this is a joke, but even those two legions who dislike the tendency to destroy planets at the drop of a hat are now tempted to do so, because this planet is in complete chaos, and it was even cooked by the Nurgle.

After receiving a warning from the Lamenters Chapter, they finally decided to report what had happened here, then erected a void shield and approached the orbit, followed by a barrage of macro cannons, light spears, and torpedoes, engaging in a fierce battle with the planet's orbital defense circle.

Although it was just a cruiser, its powerful shields and firepower, coupled with the fact that the entire planetary defense system was not fully activated, allowed it to tear open a corner and begin deploying troops.

The Lamenters Chapter was not at full strength, with only about six hundred members. Although it was already a powerful force, it was still a drop in the ocean when facing billions of rebels, an unknown number of Fallen Space Marines, the elusive Dark Eldar, the suddenly appearing Orks, and the incredibly powerful Fearless.

Therefore, they plan to go to the hive capital to seize control of the planet, and if necessary, they will destroy the entire planet and perish together with all their enemies.

To conserve ammunition and break through layers of defenses, the Weeping Legion had to continuously divide its forces to draw in the rebels and create gaps in the defenses. As a result, when they reached the hive, only about three hundred men remained. The rest were scattered across the vast planet, and no one knew whether they would be able to return to their unit alive.

However, the subsequent operation did not go smoothly. Not only did the hive activate its void shield, but it also gathered a large number of elite rebel troops, because they also knew the importance of this place.

This time, splitting forces to lure them out didn't work; the enemy wouldn't be that stupid, so we have to fight them head-on.

Without further ado, the two Fearless stepped forward. As initial members of the battle group, this was their mission and their responsibility.

"I will lead the charge!"

Ancient battle oaths resounded from the loudspeakers of the fearless mechs, carrying the power to pierce through the smoke of battle, and took the lead with a heavy roar, like a war drum to inspire morale.

The two Dauntless tanks, like mobile steel bunkers, charged straight toward the city despite the rebels' dense laser fire and artillery bombardment. Their thick armor was constantly hit by artillery fire, sparking dazzling sparks, but it did not slow down their advance in the slightest.

The chapter leader then led the Terminator Guard closely behind, using their Stormblaster to clear away the approaching rebels and clear the way for the Dreadnoughts to charge.

The remaining three hundred or so Space Marines quickly dispersed, using the ruins and trenches to precisely kill the rebel heavy weapons operators, or charged into the enemy ranks with chainsaw swords to engage in bloody close combat.

Only the think tank director remained in the rear, because he bore a mission more important than fighting.

If the battle turns against him, the remaining Lamenters will fight to the death to escort him out of the planet, because he not only carries the Chapter's sacred cat, but also a reserve of gene seeds, which are the hope for rebuilding the Chapter.

(End of this chapter)