I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 193: Mortal Baal and the Insect Tide

Dante didn't feel well. He could feel the earth shaking, and he could also feel his heart shaking.
The sun of Baal hangs high above the desert, the scarlet hair of the sun drooping from the horizon, sweeping past the three howling moons,
Dante summoned all the inhabitants of these three planets, and this civilian must take up arms, become his warrior, and become a line of defense for the Guardian Angel Castle.
This was naturally extremely cruel and aroused great fear among the people, but with the cooperation of the blood slaves and priests, Dante successfully gathered the local people of Baal in the Angel Castle amidst the wailing.
But on the current Bal Three Stars, besides the local people of Bal, there is another force.
Survivors from the Hades Galaxy,

Among the survivors were herders from Lesio, gangsters from Asford, workers from the Lower Nest, and death worshippers.

They once cooperated with the Cadia assault army to hold the Hades for several days, and now those who survived have also been tempered.
But before Dante started to call, these refugees began to migrate on their own. Almost all of them gathered in the town in front of him and several nearby settlements.

This town is called Magda Town, named after the great nun who once defended Lesio. It is mainly a settlement built by refugees from Lesio.
The elder sister had gained something special in the underworld, and it seemed that she had to rush to Terra for this.

If the elder nun was here, she should be able to mobilize the refugees easily with her prestige.
Of course, the saint Doraemon who is worshipped by the refugees can also be a

It's just that recently, Saint Doraemon and Mephiston are preparing to deal with the problem of Kabanha, and Dante doesn't see him often, let alone ask him to command the refugees.
Dante sighed. He noticed that the refugees were already armed.
Hopefully, there won't be any conflict or tragedy in the end. Dante doesn't want to have to wield his butcher knife against mortals.

Dante walked into the square under the protection of the Holy Blood Guard. There stood a statue of Saint Doraemon in the square.

The image of the statue is still that of a chubby raccoon, but around it are decorated skulls symbolizing death, gears symbolizing machinery, and the huge black mouth symbolizing the eternal dragon.

Dante stood in front of the statue and looked at the crowds in front of the square. Thousands of refugees from Hades were crowded here.
In this town, there are even more refugees from the underworld in a nearby area.
They were represented by four people standing in front of the crowd.
A one-eyed old PDF, a female assassin of the Death Cult, an ugly old man and the herdsman elder of Lesio.

They are just mortals, but they are also indispensable.
The Emperor created us to protect the mortals, and now we ask the mortals to protect us.
"People of Hades!"

Dante took a deep breath and made his voice more confident:

"Warriors of Asford and Lysio, you have fought in the Sea of ​​Insects, with the Cadian Raiders, with the Sisters of Battle, and with us. You have made contributions to the Empire and the survival of our species far beyond what any mortal can do."

"But now the Zerg is still advancing towards us. Baal - the homeland of the angels - is about to be overwhelmed by the Zerg. I have to ask you to do more."

"Those of you who are able to bear arms must act under the direction of the angels to assist in the protection of Baal."

"We will provide you with weapons, and you must fight, or we will all perish."

Dante's words did not have the effect he expected.
The mortals from the underworld looked at him with stubborn eyes, standing silently and looking at him.

"Death, we will bring death to the Zerg." Di Xi, the female assassin of the Death Worship Cult, spoke slowly: "In the name of the Emperor and Saint Doraemon, we will not refuse any opportunity to bring death."

She bowed her head slightly, apparently indicating her willingness to accept Dante's rule.

"They took away our salt, our sea, our moon and our people." The herdsmen elder of Lesio said hoarsely, "But they couldn't take away our blood. Blood for blood, only revenge!"

There was an uproar among Lesio's herdsmen, who roared for revenge and demanded that the swarm of insects shed more blood to devour Lesio.

The old one-eyed man looked at the man called Rag.
Rag hesitated for a moment, then took a step forward and bowed respectfully to Dante:

"My Lord, I have been a hive city thug for most of my life and I don't understand many things."

"But I have a good buddy who knows a lot and tells us a lot. When we were drinking in the pub in Asford, he told us a story."

"He said it was an ancient war, and Jaghatai Khan asked the archangel: 'According to your prophecy, how many people can I save if I leave the city.'"

"The archangel replied: 'Countless.'"

"Then Chagatai Khan said, 'Well, I will go to war.'"

Rag raised his wrinkled face and looked at Dante, who was staring at him, wearing the angry golden mask of Sanguinius.

That face seemed to be able to see through all of Rag's fear, hesitation, cowardice and meanness, but Rag still mustered up a little courage and asked:
"Sir, if we die for this, will the Emperor and Saint Doraemon be pleased with us? Is our death worthwhile? Can our souls return to the Golden Throne?"

Dante was silent for a while, then nodded slightly to Rag.

"Then, my lord, we will fight" Rag lowered his head respectfully.

The Chapter Masters and representatives of each Chapter stood in the Red Great Council Hall, and those stationed on the two moons of Baal and the fleet arrived via video.
Now the hall is no longer noisy and flashy, only the star map suspended in the sky is still shining. They followed Dante without deceitful words, political means and tricks for power and profit.

They are all the same warriors, Dante's blood brothers, and sharp weapons.

Their only loyalty now is to the Empire, to Sanguinius, to Dante
Dante gently stroked the golden mask of Saint Gilles on his face and prayed silently.
Now they live in an age that is paler, more ignorant, and darker than ten thousand years ago, and Dante is only the shadow of Sanguinius, and the warriors gathered on Baal now are only the shadow of the former Ninth Legion.

But even shadows still have the blood of Sanguinius flowing in their veins, may that blood bring them strength.

Suddenly, a crackling sound of radio waves was heard from the communication. It was an astropathic communication from another galaxy, which was forwarded to the Red Council Hall through the astropathic communication station on the Baal II.

".May fate listen. Carlitos reports that this is Denor V. Report to the commander, they are here, their number is too large to be accurately counted"

The recording became even noisier, with countless insect sounds, sharp and piercing:
"No retreat. Repeat. We are surrounded. For the blood of Sanguinius"

The recording cuts off, accompanied by roars and explosions.

"It has begun." Dante said softly. The Denor V, which was very close to Baal, went dark on the star map and was replaced by a scarlet fleet indicating the Zerg's advance route.

Then more astropathic communications came.

".The retreat is retreating from the Arnold system, the swarm is advancing"

".Leviathan is coming, this is the Mariya system"

"There are a lot of them, maybe millions of them!!!"

"HORUS!!!!"

One star after another went out, and swarms of insects came from all directions, turning into scarlet spears that stabbed at Baal.

News of the emergence of the Zerg has been reported from all seven galaxies near Baal that once had life but were destroyed by Dante's extermination order.

Apparently, the Zerg did not stay in these systems and did not try to replenish their biomass.

The swarm is advancing regardless of losses. They are heading for Baal at full speed.
The vibrations of Baal are becoming more and more intense, and the entire galaxy is shaking under the gravity fluctuations caused by the Zerg's faster-than-light travel.

".We have deprived the Zerg of the opportunity to replenish their biomass in the system. The Zerg are also eager to march. We have weakened them as much as possible, but their fleets are still huge."

"At the same time, the shadow is falling, and the entire galaxy will become dark in the subspace. We will not receive more support and can only rely on ourselves."

Dante stared at the star map and whispered.

All the Chapter Masters and Chapter Representatives remained silent until.
"Here we come." The first person to roar was the Flesh Tearers' chief think tank, Skaban. He replaced Seth in commanding the Flesh Tearers on the Baal I and participated in the meeting via video.
He is also a powerful psyker, second only to Mephiston among the living on Baal today.

Then the image of the Excelsior Angels Chapter began to shake, and the images of several other chapter masters stationed on the starship also began to shake.

On the star map, a red dot lit up in the Baal Galaxy, followed by hundreds of red dots, and then a long, winding ribbon of red dots, like a coiled snake, wrapped around the periphery of the Baal Galaxy.

Then the whole Angel Castle was shaking, the wailing of rocks echoed from the earth and walls, and the light of the star Balor became dim.
"This is the edge of the Baal Galaxy, Elvin of the Wings of Glory, the Angel of Excelsior!"

"They're coming!!!"

The scene in the star map flashed, and a void emerged. The void was filled with the green light of bioplasma thrusters. Biological ships covered with thick chitinous shells and equipped with tentacles and spikes appeared densely in the starry sky, like a torrential rain made up of blood and flesh.

The psykers in the chapter let out a sharp wail as they saw the Warp being covered by a deep shadow.

"Come on, everyone," Dante said softly, "the war has begun."

(End of this chapter)