Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 448 06.0447: "My battleship's soul is a bloodthirsty sickly girl?"

"Captain! Look up at the sky!"

"Ok?"

Everyone looked through the top of the broken tower at the empty sky which became clearer as night fell.

In the void, the Tau transport fleet was attacked, and the long merchant-class cargo ship exploded with an extremely dazzling fusion gold fire from the middle. The dazzling light was so dazzling even when viewed from the ground.

Boom--bang!
Then came the second, the third, and the fourth.

These huge void whales exploded violently almost at the same time, and the dazzling golden light illuminated the Badong Yaosan war zone, which was located on the terminator and was gradually getting dark at night, as if it were daytime.

Those Tau Empire transport ships approaching the lower atmosphere were also hit by nuclear explosion torpedoes.

The shock wave of the explosion was transmitted through the atmosphere, shaking the ground, and a violent explosion rumbled from the sky like thunder.

The Tau armed forces on the ground were also shocked by this scene.

They did not notice any battleship exchanges in the void, but their own transport ships exploded almost at the same time.

Such an incredible scene made even the most experienced fire warrior among these aliens lose his mind for a moment.

"This... this must be the power of the God-Emperor..." A Guvisa wearing the combat uniform of the Tau Empire infantry collapsed to the ground. He took off his helmet and looked at this incredible scene with trembling pupils.

"The Emperor of God has come personally to punish us for our betrayal... otherwise this would never have happened..."

Such remarks spread among a large number of Guvisas with a sense of panic.

Even those of the second and third generations of ancient Visayas had heard of the legends of the power of the 'God Emperor'.

Not to mention the Guvisa generation, all of them were frightened to the point of collapsing on the ground.

The wreckage of the Merchant-class transport ship that was blown up in the suborbital orbit was slowly pulled into the atmosphere by the planet's gravity, and disintegrated into countless fragments in the continuous violent explosions, like a meteor, crossing the night sky illuminated by the nuclear explosion.

One of the debris was whizzing down towards the side building of the terminal at a speed of 12 kilometers per minute.

The three Fire Caste pilots in VX8 'Crisis' combat suits standing on the roof of the side building and heading towards the tower received the alarm.

They turned the target locks on the heads of their combat suits toward the increasingly bright area diagonally above their heads.

"The Higher Good Path..."

boom!
The flaming debris that fell from the sky hit the side of the terminal.

The three VX8 combat suits on the roof, as well as the combat teams of the Tau armed forces that blew through the wall of the side building and broke into the terminal, were smashed into a pile of ruins along with the side building of the terminal itself.

The dense, uninterrupted, and disturbing yellow-orange landing craft suddenly stopped as if the source of the spring had been cut off.

The Tau Empire armed forces that had already landed on the ground hurriedly dodged the wreckage of the transport planes that were randomly falling down, while the Imperial warships were still landing in an orderly manner in the hemisphere they controlled.

As the Tau Empire's armed forces fell into chaos, the Empire's front-line troops immediately reorganized their offensive and launched a fire strike against the demoralized aliens and traitors.

"What's going on?" The commando, who spoke with an ancient Terran northeastern accent, scratched his head and looked at the scene on the track where the explosion was still happening, puzzled: "I didn't see an Imperial battleship either. Why did this alien ship explode out of nowhere?"

"It's the Imperial Navy!"

Captain Zhao's brown eyes reflected the golden fire of the sky. He said, "Remember the Imperial Navy fleet that escorted us? It was them, the major named Horatio Cochrane, who successfully raided the Tau Empire's troop transport fleet."

"Oh my god, how can the Imperial Navy be so awesome? We couldn't even handle those huge wooden mechas on the other side, but the Imperial Navy just destroyed them and their ships."

"Warriors! Seize the opportunity created for us by our brothers in the Imperial Navy, eliminate the enemy forces on the first floor of the terminal, and drive them out! May the Emperor protect us!" Captain Zhao drew out an ancient-style power ring-handled sword from his waist and shouted.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
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In the orbit of the planet Basor. "Rapid macro cannon fire! Aim the torpedoes at the target and fire all the missiles! Each torpedo locks onto a transport ship, and use the macro cannon to kill the damaged ones!"

Horatio stood on the command bridge, his leather winter coat draped over his shoulders like a cape, blown up by the cold air blowing from the vents.

He extended his hand, pointing toward the disorganized Tau troop transports.

The remaining alien transport fleet tried to turn around and escape, but the young naval lieutenant commander did not give them a chance.

The Void Wolves closed the encirclement, and the Tau Empire transport fleet was like a group of goats driven to the edge of a cliff by the wolves.

The attack ships bared their fangs mercilessly, firing their cannons continuously at the Merchant-class transport ships that had been damaged by torpedoes, and firing torpedoes at those lucky ones who were still able to escape.

This was a naked massacre.

When the 'sheepdogs' were hooked away by the Space Marines' strike cruisers and escort ships, the Imperial Navy's attack squadrons were like wolves rushing into a sheepfold, opening their long mouths full of fangs and biting fiercely at the necks of each sheep.

Even if it doesn't have time to feast on its prey, it will kill it first.

The muzzle of the Voss-type light macro cannon on the Epic's spine was red from firing, the shelling channel was rustling, and the drive shaft chain was constantly dragging new shells into the barrel, grinding out a string of sparks on the metal plate.

The machine soul of the epic is like a sickly girl who has gone mad and killed people.

Horatio could feel her changing from being stiff and indifferent at first to becoming increasingly violent and bloodthirsty, so much so that the mechanical priest in charge of the transmission module had to activate the emergency cooling and machine soul soothing protocol.

In this situation, Horatio had to go back to the command throne himself, connect the neural plug, and communicate with the machine soul in person.

But this excitement was also transmitted to him through the nerve plug, and Horatio felt an extremely refreshing sense of catharsis.

This feeling made him want to immediately transform into the 'King of the Void Great West' and shout 'The Emperor created all things to nourish humans, but humans have nothing to repay the Emperor!'

"Corruption Detected++"

Corruption: 3/10

The warning that popped up in front of him pulled him back into the dark vision.

Before Horatio's eyes, he saw a blurry, reddish soul-like creature that kept jumping up and down, like a ball of fire.

[Could this be the legendary machine soul?!]
"Calm down, Epic!" Through the neural plug, he conveyed his soothing will to the machine soul.

But the blurry and red-glowing machine soul did not obey his command. Instead, it leaped up and down more violently.

Suddenly, a bright red color surged out of Tie Shou.

That was the machine soul of the Holy Blood Chainsword 'Pure Angel's Whip' contained in Iron Hands.

The bright red machine soul crashed into the reddish machine soul, causing it to stagger.

The reddish-white Machine Soul turned around and hit the bright red Machine Soul, and then the two Machine Souls wrestled with each other.

[Uh...what's going on.]
In Horatio's eyes, he seemed to see a girl in a white dress stained with blood pinching and slapping the girl in a red dress.

But as time went on, perhaps because it was more ancient, the bright red machine spirit gradually gained the upper hand.

It controlled the reddish-white machine soul and forced it back from its frantic up and down leaps.

Although Horatio no longer felt the crazy and refreshing pleasure of slaughter like the 'King of the West' from the bottom of his heart, the Epic continued to fight and became more and more obedient to his will.

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