Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 601 06.0600: "Shark Sea Storm"

The slender body of the Epic quietly floats in the boundless void, like a silent steel turret.

Inside the torpedo launch compartment, the cold texture of metal and the tense atmosphere were intertwined.

Following Horatio's order, six torpedoes, like long-dormant beasts, could not wait to break out of the silo.

They formed a formation of four in front and two at the back, drawing bright tracks in the dark universe. The track was like a drop of water or the arc of fate, gracefully circling in the void, and after turning half a circle, they rushed towards the Tau fleet with a breath of destruction.

"Commander! Imperial torpedoes detected approaching!"

The alarm suddenly sounded in the communication channel of the Tau fleet, and in an instant, the attention of the entire Tau fleet was attracted by the incoming torpedo.

On every warship, the crew members showed surprise and horror on their faces, and their eyes were fixed on the light of death that was getting closer and closer.

"Barracuda fighters! Return immediately to escort and assist in intercepting torpedoes!" The voice of the commerce-breaking commander sounded in the communication channel.

He stood in the center of the command bridge, a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

"All squadrons received, returning." Responses came one after another, and the Barracuda fighters that were circling around to detect the enemy situation turned around and flew back to the fleet.

The moment they turned around, a rusty red blood eye quietly appeared in the thick gas cloud.

The blood eye was cold and strange, as if it was spying on the battle that was about to break out. However, it soon disappeared into the deeper gas cloud with the surge of air currents, leaving only a mysterious aura.

The Tau fleet responded quickly, with the weapon systems on each warship operating at full capacity, launching a dense barrage of interception barrages.

Energy beams interweave in the universe to form a huge light net, trying to intercept the torpedoes outside.

However, these constantly changing tracking torpedoes are like a school of sharks that smell blood, full of wildness and madness.

They turned and rushed forward at a large angle, sometimes leaping high, sometimes diving rapidly, like dolphins leaping out of the water, flexibly shuttling through the intercepting barrage, flying up and down, and heading straight for the manta ray-shaped warship.

"Torpedoes incoming!"

With a scream, a ball of sparks exploded from the hull of a Guardian-class cruiser, and the keel began to vibrate violently.

The powerful impact caused the ship to groan in pain, the metal twisted and deformed, and dazzling sparks burst out.

Dancing arcs of electricity flashed on the bridge, illuminating the crew's terrified eyes.

The captain of the Guardian-class cruiser had a face full of fear and despair, his lips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he was so shocked by the sudden blow that he was speechless.

His ship had never suffered such severe damage, which almost paralyzed most of the battleship's combat capabilities.

It was obvious that they were facing the legendary terrifying enemy. Intelligence showed that only the King of the Void Sea Wolves had such a powerful and agile weapon!
"Commander, the Phoenicia Taoon has been damaged, a third-level fire has broken out, and half of the ship is paralyzed." An adjutant hurried over and reported to the commerce-breaking commander in a hurried voice.

"The fleet adopts a defensive formation to provide cover for the Phoenician Taoon and ask her to evacuate the battlefield urgently. At the same time, the small missile frigates attack the place I marked. The gray wolf is there. I can feel his presence." The commander-in-chief looked grim and quickly issued an order. "He is not dead... Humph, but his fate will end here today."

The gravity grappling hooks on the titanium ship began to release small warships one after another. These small warships swarmed out like a swarm of bees and flew towards the designated direction.

They tried to turn the tide in this battle, using their fast maneuverability and petite hull to destroy this legendary sea wolf.

"Tell the Sharks and Gray Claws, happy hunting!" Horatio stood on the bridge of the Epic, watching the situation on the battlefield, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

His eyes were cold and peaceful, as if he was waiting for a wonderful hunt.

"For the Emperor!" A deafening roar came from the Nicol, and the bloodthirsty desire echoed in the universe.

A nearly nine-kilometer-long Void Megalodon gradually approached the group of prey with a silence that was completely inconsistent with its size.

It shuttles through the asteroid belt like a ghost. Unlike ordinary ships, thanks to the relic-level navigation shield, its hull does not produce sparks from friction and collision with asteroids, allowing it to approach its prey quietly and silently.

When this huge Void Megalodon rushed out of the asteroid belt with all its might, it captured its first prey.

An Envoy-class light cruiser that was releasing its gravity grappling hook was immediately hit by the battle barge's sturdy and swift adamantium bow.

The huge impact force made the crew members feel as if the entire universe was shaking. The loud sound of metal collision echoed in the hulls of both sides, shocking like thunder.

This sudden swoop directly shattered the frigate on the manta ray's port side. The brilliant sparks of the explosion illuminated the dark void and dyed this area of ​​the universe a dazzling orange-red.

Where electrical sensors were installed on the other Space Marine battle barges, the Nicol installed a special ram. This deadly weapon pierced fiercely into the belly of the mother ship, the Envoy-class cruiser. Tens of thousands of tons of metal were brutally squeezed, making a horrifying sound.

The shark's sharp teeth pierced through the manta ray's midspine, and the gas and debris inside the ship splattered into space like blood.

"Ambush! It's an ambush! The main structure of our ship is severely damaged! The life support system fails!" On the Envoy-class cruiser, the crew's exclamations came one after another.

Their faces were filled with fear and despair, and they seemed so helpless under the sudden attack of the giant ship.

"Abandon ship! Abandon ship!" The captain's voice sounded in the communication channel, with a hint of despair and helplessness.

Boom! On the violently shaking command bridge of the Envoy class, cobalt blue bodies were thrown out in the ultra-high-speed collision. Their flesh was torn apart in the collision, blood splattered everywhere, and the flames of the explosion devoured the alien's flesh wantonly.

The cabin was filled with a pungent smell of denatured and burnt protein, which made people want to vomit.

The moment the Nicol launched its attack, the Vicious Claw emerged from the lower plane, like a predator that had been lurking for a long time.

A total of 48 heavy cannons on both sides of her body fired simultaneously, and the flames spewing from the muzzles were like the roar of evil spirits.

She fired at close range and her shots were accurate, each shell creating ripples on the Tau shields.

The shields of the four Tau warships, which were hit by 48 heavy shells, evaporated quickly, just like bubbles bursting easily under the radiance of stars.

The battle entered a tense stage of frankness almost instantly, including the cruiser that was hit by a torpedo and tried to escape from the battlefield.

"For the forgotten glory of the Ash Claws!" Chapter Master Neff shouted to their Terminator battle-brothers.

His face was full of passion and fighting spirit, and the weapon in his hand was raised high, as if declaring their determination to the enemy.

"Honor belongs to the 18th Regiment!" The soldiers responded in unison and loudly.

Ten thousand years ago, the Gray Claws had another name, the Glorious 18th Chapter of the Raven Guard.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! A blue light flashed towards the Phoenician Taoon, which was fleeing and trying to evacuate the battlefield.

Inside the battleship, emergency orders continued to be issued.

"Hurry! Send the drone bees to Mo #D-39 sector to put out the fire urgently! The people there can't hold on any longer! Did you hear that, Sharzel?" An Air caste officer shouted anxiously, his face full of worry and anxiety.

There was no response from the other end of the corridor, only a deep muffled sound coming from that end.

It was an extremely rough breathing sound, as if every breath was accompanied by the scream of a condenser.

The voice was dull and powerful, and an invisible sense of oppression followed like a shadow.

Boom! Bang! Suddenly, a shockwave broke through the explosion-proof layer of the corridor. The source of this shockwave was not an explosion, but an extremely large steel fist.

The Tau crew member who was running around in the corridor for damage control collided head-on with a huge guy who was nearly three meters tall.

Unable to dodge in time, its head made a crisp sound and then exploded like a watermelon.

They were mechas that looked like human shrines, with shoulders extremely high, level with their heads, and completely different from any Astartes armor known to the Tau.

They exude an ancient, tough and solid aura, as if they came from a distant and mysterious era.

(The color is changed to rust red, which is almost the appearance of the Grey Claw Iron Cavalry Terminator, and there is also the Imperial Raptor logo from the Great Crusade on the leg)
No one knows what kind of creature this is. The rusty armor surfaces covered with battle scars and bullet holes make them look poorly maintained.

Of course, they don't know, and won't know, that the armor in front of them is older than their entire civilization.

Back in the days of the Great Crusade when the Iron Knight Power Armor was invented, the Tau were still primitive water-breathing animals on the planet.

"You will never escape from this airspace today, aliens!" The dull words came through the sound array grille of the Iron Cavalry power armor.

The voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, filled with endless majesty and murderous intent.

As wails and screams echoed through the corridor, the Ember Claws' boarding bays swarmed out like bloodthirsty hornets, smashing into the hulls of three more enemy ships.

The sound of metal colliding echoed in the universe, as if ringing the death knell.

The sharks on the Nicol also rushed out, and the silver-gray and rust-red boarding cabins intertwined in the void, forming threads of death, like spider webs entangled around their prey.

In the midst of this melee, an accident happened.

With an extremely small probability, a Sharknado and a boarding pod of an Ash Claw broke into the same cabin at the same time.

The moment the hatch opened, the Space Marines of both regiments heard the roar of each other's chainsaw weapons. The sound was sharp and piercing, like the roar of a demon.

The two fully-armed Space Marines looked at each other. Even through their helmets, they could feel each other's strong vigilance and restrained malice.

Their eyes were filled with hatred and contempt for the enemy, as if time had stopped at this moment.

"Damn traitor!" The Shark Captain wearing Centurion power armor squeezed the dual-wielded chain axes in his hands.

"Inhuman thugs and villains!" Captain Gray Claw, wearing steel power armor, pulled the motor switch of the chainsword.

The two sides are on the verge of a fight to the death, and it seems a fight to the death is about to begin.

(End of this chapter)