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In any case, I must first gain command of all the Space Marines of Saint Gilles' bloodline so that I can deal with what comes next.

That Ork fleet can only be dealt with after this banquet ends. Compared to the Tyranids, the Ork are also a huge threat.

Great Archangel Saint Gilles, please bless all your genetic offspring.

Hopefully, the descendants of Sanguis can overcome this crisis and protect the Primarch's homeworld, Baal.

Upon hearing this, the Blood Angels Space Marine in charge of relaying the message nodded and turned to leave the palace.

After ordering the Space Marines to leave, Grand Master Dante of the Blood Angels put on a friendly smile and began to greet the commanders of the various sub-chapters warmly.

All the captains of the Blood Angels raised their glasses to pay tribute to the old captain who had protected the Archangel Mother for thousands of years.

Ten thousand years have passed since Saint Gilles died, and the Blood Angels have also suffered from genetic diseases that have led to many of their sub-bands being rejected by the Empire.

But that doesn't matter; when Primarch Sanguiles' homeland is invaded, they will all step forward to help.

"Gentlemen of silence! Today we are all gathered here, at Angel Castle, the former stronghold of the Holy Blood Angels Legion of Saint Gilles.

"We come for our Primarch, we come for honor, to protect our Primarch's homeland, to ensure the Baal system is not compromised, and we will use the Hades system as our sturdy shield." Dante raised his goblet and spoke.

After the banquet in the Baal Angels newspaper concludes, all the Space Marines will set off for the Shield of Hades to defend against the Tyranid invasion.

"For Saint Gilles, for the Archangel!" The chapter commanders of all the sub-chapters raised their glasses and spoke.

"We are all gathered together and need a leader. We cannot fight individually, because that would surely lead to our defeat. The Tyranids are a very powerful alien race."

These filthy insects possess extremely shrewd tactics, a unified strategic objective, and a fearless nature.

"If we cannot unify the command of the various sub-commands fighting independently, then we will not win this war," Dante said.

"Grand Master, you mean you want to take on the role of the supreme commander of this campaign, right? On behalf of my chapter, I support you in becoming the supreme commander of this war," said a chapter commander from a Blood Angels sub-church.

"That's right, but I won't force everyone. We can hold a vote. If I get the most votes and everyone's approval, then I will become the commander. Otherwise, am I not worthy to lead the children of Saint Gilles?" Grand Master Dante said.

"No problem, Grand Master, Blood Sword is willing to participate in the vote."

"Grand Master, the Brotherhood of the Holy Blood is willing to accept your leadership."

"Grand Master! The Angel of Repentance is willing to accept your leadership."

"Commander Dante, the Scarlet Angel is willing to accept your leadership."

Other less composed sub-commanders remained silent, as over 90% of them were willing to support Dante as commander-in-chief.

Only a small number of chapter leaders were unwilling to accept Dante's leadership, so Dante's acquisition of command this time can be said to be a popular choice.

"Thank you for your support and trust, but we still need to hold the fairest vote. I must become your supreme leader through voting, and I must be responsible for the lives of all of you," Dante said.

Voting soon began in the hall, and Dante, the commander-in-chief, ultimately won the votes, surpassing other competitors, and became the commander-in-chief of this battle.

He can command a Space Marine force of nearly 30,000, a true legion-level force, as well as tens of millions of mortal support troops.

After the banquet, Dante, the commander of the Holy Blood Angels, immediately went to the command room.

"Tell me in detail what happened. Why did those green-skinned bastards suddenly come to our star system?" Dante asked.

"Chapter Commander, we don't know the specifics either, but a few hours ago, we detected the radar signal of an alien fleet. It was an extremely large fleet, and in terms of both number and size, it was not much smaller than the Tyranids."

"Moreover, this Ork force possesses a massive battle moon, a super-combat celestial body recorded in history, representing the pinnacle of Ork technology," said a regular Astragalus soldier in charge of radar operations.

To be honest, he didn't want to pass on this bad news to his beloved Chapter Commander, but these Ork didn't care about that. In his decades of mortal life, he had never seen such a massive fleet.

The Battle Moon, a celestial body used for combat by the orcs, has only been mentioned in some top-secret historical records of the Empire.

It is said that the Orcs used this super celestial weapon, a super space fortress, during the War of the Beasts after the end of the Herus Rebellion.

It was completely transformed from an asteroid; only the orc race possesses the technology to transform planetary-level combat celestial bodies in this way.

Even the human empire is unable to build a planet-level super battle fortress that can move freely in space.

Seeing the orcish race's battle moon this time really terrified him. It was indeed a battle celestial body, but in terms of size, it was completely a planet!

It's even slightly larger than a planet, and it's surrounded by several smaller satellites fighting the moon.

In addition, there is an extremely large fleet, an army that is in no way weaker than the Terran Zerg.

If two armies were to attack the human side simultaneously, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I know about this thing. The Battle Moon is the ultimate weapon of the orcs."

"Show me the footage; I need to know how many battle moons they have," Dante said.

The machine responsible for adjusting the screen immediately nodded and began transmitting the images detected by its radar to the chapter commander of the Holy Blood Angels.

In the scene, a colossal steel planet, accompanied by four successfully modified battle moons and an endless orc fleet, is heading towards the Hades system.

Dante frowned deeply upon seeing this. "These damned greens, when did they grow to this size?"

Even he, who had lived for thousands of years, had never seen a celestial body like the Battle Moon. This legendary battle celestial body had only appeared once during the Beast Wars.

When this celestial body appeared, it brought unimaginable losses to the Empire. The shape of this battle moon was described as a broken steel structure, and the entire asteroid was transformed into one that looked like a gaping mouth.

But these battle planets in front of us don't look like orcs at all. If it weren't for the fact that some of the orc fleets were dilapidated ships, which are typical of orc construction, they wouldn't be like us.

Dante even suspected that this fleet was a force he had never seen before, because these battle planets were so advanced!

The one in the very center was not much smaller than their home planet Baal, and the steel casing made it appear even larger.

Furthermore, it has four solar-powered devices that provide unimaginable energy to this battle fortress.

Putting aside this battle planet, the four smaller battle moons flying alongside it could inflict unimaginable losses on the Empire, comparable to the War of the Beasts, requiring the intervention of beings of the Primarch level to resolve.

This time, the war planet that appeared was not the battle moon of the past at all. It was a real space fortress, not much worse than the Cardia Fortress built on the Great Lexis!

Dante could already imagine the uproar that would ensue if the Empire learned of this terrifying battle object. How many fleets and how many Space Marines would the Empire need to deploy to destroy this massive battle object?

"By the Emperor, this is not a battle moon at all, but a new battle celestial body created by the Orcs. Its size is that of a medium-mass planet," Dante said with a sigh.

"Commander, what should we do? The Tyranids are already putting us in a difficult position. If the Orks get involved as well, we have no chance of winning," a priest from the Cult of Mechanics asked.

Upon hearing this, Dante, the leader of the Holy Angels, fell silent. What to do? What else could he do?

Are we supposed to send all the naval ships to stop this orc army? If they really can't get through, then the consequences are pretty much predictable: on a war-torn planet like this, they'll only be annihilated.

This enormous cosmic battle object, according to the strange stance of the orc race, can form an incredibly sturdy quantum shield on its surface.

This powerful shield doesn't even require the orcs to build a special machine to maintain its energy, as long as there are enough orcs on it.

Then they will develop a strange stance, which is the most troublesome thing about the orc race. Otherwise, they would just be a group of savage aliens with a relatively fast reproduction rate.

More importantly, we don't know how the surface of this planet has been transformed, whether orc farms remain, and if so...

Therefore, the orcish army is inexhaustible. Unless the planet is completely destroyed, the war planet will continuously produce orc armies.

"Chaptermaster, perhaps, perhaps we can think of a way, just like the Battle of Octarius before! We can let the Tyranids deal with these orcs, let these monstrous aliens fight each other." Just then, a Tech Priest of the Cult of Mechanics spoke up.

When the Tyranids invaded before, the Imperial Inquisitor Kripman had successfully contributed to the establishment of an impenetrable defense by utilizing the Orcish race.

He used some captured genestealers to lure the massive Zerg Leviathan fleet to the Orcish Empire, forcing the Orcs into a fierce battle with this alien force. Although the Orcish Empire was ultimately defeated, it successfully delayed the Terran's reorganization, bringing unimaginable benefits to the establishment of the impenetrable defenses and subsequent resistance.

"You mean we should use these beasts to fight the Tyranid swarm?" Dante, the Chapter Master of the Blood Angels, pondered for a moment and then turned to ask.

This is indeed a good idea. He is different from the old nobles and high lords of the empire. If he can protect the Primarch's homeland and this land, then it's not a bad thing to make use of these aliens.

"As we all know, the Orcs are a warlike race. Since their birth, they have been either at war or on the road to war. They are a group of thorough warmongers, and the stronger the opponent, the better."

The orcs lost the war in Octarius, and they definitely want to fight the insectoids again to avenge their defeat in the Octarius orc empire.

"So this is a good opportunity. You should order the Imperial Navy, the Astronaut Corps, and all Space Marine forces not to attack this Orcish legion, and even try to make contact with them," the Mechanicus priest said.

These orcs are incredibly warlike, cunning, and treacherous, but they love war; as long as there's a fight, everything is fine.

Throughout the history of the Empire, many human commanders have exploited the warlike nature of the orcs, using them as cannon fodder and vanguard.

"I understand. So, should we send a team of envoys to make contact with these orcs, or initiate a long-distance communication?" Dante, the leader of the Holy Blood Angels Chapter, sighed helplessly and asked.

"Commander, we have no idea about the circuitry or broadcast channels of these newly discovered war planets."

"Besides, given the nature of the orcs, they probably wouldn't bother with any interstellar communication facilities. These orcs don't really like to communicate," the Tech Priest of the Cult of Mechanics said.

The combat celestial bodies built by these orcs, even their spaceships, are just dilapidated. The reason they can operate them is not because of advanced technology, but because of the orcs' unique WAAAGH field.

Thanks to this unique position, the orcs can do many things that seem absolutely impossible to humans and other races.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult, if not impossible, for humans to establish communication with the orcs at a distance equivalent to that of celestial bodies.

"And what is your opinion, Your Excellency the Mechanical Priest?" Dante, the leader of the Holy Blood Angels Chapter, asked.

If interstellar communication is unavailable, how can we utilize these orcs? Are we supposed to shrink our defenses and expect the orcs to charge straight in and attack the Terran?

"Chaptermaster! We can use the most primitive method: send envoys directly to the Orcish war planet and negotiate with them," said the Tech-Priest of the Mechanicus.

If we can't use cosmic-level communication signals, we'll have to resort to the most primitive method: sending out messengers.

"Impossible. I would never send my Space Marines to their deaths. This kind of mission is practically a death sentence." Dante, the Chapter Commander of the Blood Angels, shook his head and said.

If it were a long-distance communication, he might be able to persuade the orcs, but if he sent envoys to the orcs' territory, it was uncertain whether his space marines would even return alive.

These barbarians don't even ask for any reason; if you dare approach their fleet, you'll be met with relentless gunfire.

"We must make some sacrifices. Send out your Star Warriors, and we, the Mechanicus, will also send some. Then we'll try to reach the Orcish war planet. We have some people here who understand the Orcish language."

We have sent dozens of teams to negotiate with the Orcs. Some of them will be able to reach the war planet, though there will be some sacrifices. But it is all for the Empire, to protect the Baal system behind you.

"We can't fight both the Orcs and the Tyranids at the same time; that would be tantamount to suicide," said the Tech Priest of the Cult of Mechanics.

In this human empire, the most frequently asked question is: Are you willing to sacrifice yourself for the empire? Are you willing to sacrifice yourself for the emperor?

To return to the Golden Throne is the greatest honor, and to offer one's loyalty to the Emperor!

"I understand. I will select several Space Marine squads, three men per squad, and send ten such squads to the Orcish war to carry out the executions. If they can reach that planet alive..." In the end, Dante, the Chapter Master of the Blood Angels, chose to compromise.

Indeed, as the Tech Priest of the Cult of Mechanics said, without sending an envoy, facing both the Ork and the Tyranids simultaneously, let alone laying the Shield of the Underworld.

Moreover, this time the casualties may not only be his own Space Marines, but also the Mechanicus translators, who were the true bodyguards of the Space Marines.

"This sacrifice was inevitable, Commander Dante!"

Just as the entire command center fell into a silent and painful atmosphere, suddenly, an external communication signal came in.

It emitted a beeping sound, which sounded particularly jarring in the quiet command room.

"What happened? What went wrong?" the Tech Priest of the Cult of Mechanics asked.

"Commander, and Father! We...we've received a communication signal from the outside world. It's not from us humans; it looks like it might be from the aliens." The technician operating the communication radar immediately spoke up.

It's not a human communication signal? It's an alien communication signal!

First, the Terran can be ruled out, as these insectoids have no intention of communicating.

Previously, the human fleet had sent some personnel to try to communicate with them, but it was all in vain.

Therefore, it can be basically determined that this is a communication signal from the Orc race!

These barbaric bastards actually wanted to communicate with them! (End of Chapter)