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Guilliman: Twenty-five...

Chagatai Khan: Brother, be honest, stop playing your game. Who would believe you if you said you only have 250,000 Ultra Warriors under your command?

Riemann Russ: Yeah! Brother, we've already told you, what are you still hiding?

Guilliman: 2.5 billion. I have 2.5 billion Ultra Warriors under my command.

What?! How much did you say?!

Chapter 118 Emperor Angels Walk Among Earth

A planet is being invaded by a swarm of insects.

In space, several Zerg biological motherships hovered like giant predators, constantly spraying green drop pods onto the surface.

The planetary orbital defense system is firing at the Terran Zerg ships with full force.

On the surface, the swarm of insects had grown to a considerable size, with countless blade insects forming a tide that was crashing against the last line of defense.

The city's central square was packed with panicked residents, carrying simple bundles and holding crying children, frantically running towards the spaceship's evacuation point.

"Go! Don't look back!" a Star Force officer shouted hoarsely as he directed the evacuation.

In the sky, green dots of light rained down like poison. The airdrop pods exploded upon impact with the ground, releasing swarms of Zerg.

Led by the warrior insects, they ruthlessly reaped all life with their sharp legs and bone blades.

"Hold the line! Hold on for another five minutes!" the commander of the defense line ordered through gritted teeth.

An old soldier, having run out of ammunition, drew his sword, his eyes gleaming with determination.

"For humanity!" he roared as he charged toward the swarm of insects, followed by his equally determined comrades.

The blade severed the head of the first blade insect, but broke off upon impact.

Without hesitation, he picked up the Zerg bone blade from the ground and continued fighting.

Blood quickly stained his armor and the ground beneath his feet.

The defenses were collapsing rapidly, the screams of the residents mingling with the hiss of the Zerg.

A father put his wife and children on the last civilian spacecraft at the evacuation point, then turned away.

"Daddy!" the little girl cried, reaching out her hand.

The father fought back tears and kissed his wife and daughter on the forehead.

"I have to go and help, to help more people survive."

He drew his homemade musket from his waist, and without looking back, charged straight into the desolate battlefield.

One ship after another took off, but a large number of Zerg units were still waiting in space.

In the ground command center, the officers looked grave.

"The swarm is too large; we can't hold out for much longer."

"The evacuation spacecraft can only take one-third of the civilians with it."

"Damn it, why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?"

A communications officer suddenly exclaimed, "Sir! There are a lot of unidentified signals in space!"

The commander rushed to the monitor screen, his brow furrowed: "Another Zerg reinforcement?"

"No, the signal signature is completely different from the Zerg! They...they are attacking the Zerg mothership!"

In space, a massive fleet suddenly emerged from a wormhole, a steel torrent of countless warships rushing straight towards the Zerg fleet.

The giant warships fired their main guns in unison, instantly tearing several Zerg motherships to shreds.

On the ground battlefield, people felt the sky, which had been obscured by the Zerg, brighten briefly.

Before long, countless black dots were seen falling from the sky. The black dots grew larger and larger, and finally crashed heavily onto the battlefield.

Surprisingly, despite the large amount of smoke and dust they stirred up, they did not cause any damage to the terrain, all thanks to the golden horseshoes.

As the smoke cleared, the battlefield was filled with giants clad in blue power armor.

Did we stir up trouble in the heart of the Ultra Warriors?!

Behind them, dozens of Emperor-class Titans, each hundreds of meters tall, slowly advanced, the ground trembling slightly under their footsteps.

A captain of the Ultramarines, clad in exquisite power armor, stood at the forefront, raising his chainsaw sword and pointing it at the swarm of insects.

"Brothers, clear out these aliens!"

"For the Emperor! For humanity!" the Ultramarines roared in unison.

The Ultramarines then transformed into streaks of blue lightning and charged towards the Zerg swarm, their power armor amplifying their attacks so that each strike could easily tear through the Zerg's carapace.

A warrior lifted a knife-like insect with one hand and tore it in two, blood splattering onto his visor.

The heavy bolter rifle on the shoulder of another soldier kept firing, each bullet capable of piercing through several Zerg.

The Titans marched forward with heavy steps, their cannons reducing swarms of Zerg to ashes.

A Titan grabbed a giant warrior insect, lifted it above its head, and slammed it to the ground, splashing green fluid everywhere.

"Look over there!" a civilian pointed to the sky.

More wormholes opened in the high sky, and several war planets slowly emerged, their main cannons aimed at the Zerg mothership.

A blinding beam of light ripped through space, instantly vaporizing the Zerg fleet that was aimed at by the cannon.

On the ground battlefield, the Ultra Warriors advanced with overwhelming superiority.

A warrior bug attempted to ambush an Ultramariner, but the Ultramariner nimbly turned around and pierced the soldier's skull with his chainsaw sword.

At the edge of the plaza, an elderly worker pointed a trembling finger at the enormous figure that appeared in the sky. When the blue power armor warrior appeared, he knelt down, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face.

“The Emperor’s angel…it really is the Emperor’s angel!” he said, choking back tears.

The surrounding crowd's reaction shifted from astonishment to cheers. A child stood on his father's shoulders, his little finger pointing at the three-meter-tall blue giants, his eyes shining with admiration.

"Dad, they are so handsome! I want to be like them when I grow up!"

More civilians crawled out of the ruins, ignoring their wounds and dust, eager to catch a glimpse of these legendary imperial angels.

"May the Emperor bless us! We are saved!" A mother hugged her child tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.

The Ultramarines charged toward the Zerg army, their synchronized footsteps shattering the earth, the clanging of their metal armor against the solid ground sending chills down the spines of their enemies.

Their built-in system scans the Zerg army, and massive amounts of data flash on the display screen inside the visor.

Vital signs, weakness analysis, optimal attack path—everything is precisely calculated.

They looked at the Zerg with the same indifference they would show to garbage; those aliens that had once struck fear into the hearts of the entire empire were nothing more than scum to be cleaned up in their eyes.

The communication channel was filled with brief tactical code exchanges; there were no shouts, no fear, only calm efficiency and precise instructions.

The coordinated combat mode between squads has been activated, and tactical data is being silently transmitted between the soldiers.

The Astronauts stared in disbelief. The elite warriors who had been fighting to the death just moments before now dropped their weapons in shock.

This was not a method of warfare they knew; it was an art of war that completely transcended human comprehension.

"My God..." A lieutenant removed his blood-stained helmet, unable to believe his eyes. "How did they do that?"

A squadron of Zerg charging forward was instantly torn apart by the Ultramarines; blue energy beams pierced their carapaces as easily as paper.

The explosive guns in the hands of the Ultramarines shimmered with blue energy, and the runic circuits on the guns lit up with each shot.

This is no longer an ordinary bomb gun, but an infinitely enchanted bomb gun personally blessed by the power of the God-Emperor. It is a perfect combination of technology and magic.

The power of infinite enchantments ensures an uninterrupted supply of ammunition.

For the first time, the Zerg were overwhelmed by sheer numbers, and with unlimited ammunition, their usual swarm tactics seemed like a joke.

The captain raised his hand to signal, and the entire squad immediately adjusted their formation, surrounding a massive warrior insect. Its sharp bone blades gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

The warrior insect emitted a piercing shriek, attempting to intimidate its enemies.

The Ultramarines responded by simultaneously hitting its joints with more than a dozen explosive bombs.

The Zerg's massive body collapsed with a crash, its limbs twitching limply. A warrior stepped forward, plunging his chainsword into its skull, from which green blood gushed forth.

"Cleanup complete, continue." The captain's voice remained calm, as if he had just dealt with a trivial matter.

Several Astronaut soldiers attempted to join the battle but found themselves completely outmatched by the Ultramarines' pace and efficiency. They ultimately chose to retreat, making way for the superhumans.

These are the Emperor's angels; they are not here to participate in the war, but to end it.

Chapter 119 Slaughtering the Tyranids

More Ultra Warriors joined the battle, their trigger pulls as fluid and precise as a machine, as endless ammunition gushed from their guns.

A soldier caught an attacking serpent, blasted it through its body with a bomb, and then shoved the overheated gun barrel directly into the serpent's body, solving the problem of weapon overheating while ending the enemy's life.

The Zerg's bodily fluids hissed under the high temperature, rapidly evaporating into gas, causing the barrel temperature to drop sharply.

The soldier withdrew his weapon, gently shook off the remaining tissue, and continued fighting.

The ground suddenly cracked open, and a massive Zerg warrior burst forth from the earth, its three-meter-long bone blade, like a scythe of death, pointing directly at the nearest Ultramariner.

Faced with this deadly threat, the warrior merely turned slightly to the side, his chainsaw sword drawing an arc in the air.

The Zerg's bone blade, along with half of its body, fell to the ground with a thud, and green blood gushed out like a fountain.

"This Experience Mending enchantment works really well," the warrior calmly commented, as the tiny nicks on the chainsaw sword began to repair themselves as the insects were killed.

In the center of the battlefield, several Emperor-class Titans, like giants descending to earth, marched forward with earth-shattering strides.

Every step he took made the earth tremble, and his massive body, hundreds of meters tall, cast a huge shadow in the sunlight.

Several enormous Zerg Tyrants charged toward them, their thick forelimbs flailing in the air, emitting ear-piercing shrieks, before launching a charge toward the Titan.

Inside the Titan's cockpit, the operators remained calm as they activated the black chainsaw mechanism on the Titan's right arm.

In an instant, a rainbow-colored energy blade burst forth from the front end, the tens of meters long light blade cutting through the air with a slight hum.

The two forces closed in rapidly, and Titan precisely adjusted its posture to meet the impending impact at the optimal angle.

The Tyrant's forelimbs slashed at the Titan's breastplate with enough force to easily tear through steel, only causing a few negligible sparks, and not even damaging the surface coating.