Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The first Ominous Ark's Void Shield lasted for 0.8 seconds.

After the shield shattered, the gravitational gradient acted directly on the hull, and the Ominous Ark was torn apart along the central axis from bow to stern.

The internal structure, the demon engine, the ferryman core, and the ammunition depot were all exposed in the void and then crushed into dust by the residual waves of the gravitational pulse.

After the pulse penetrated the first wreckage, its energy decreased by about 40%.

That's enough for the second Ominous Ark.

The gravitational pulse hit its tail propulsion region, and the entire tail section was twisted and torn apart.

The ominous ark, having lost propulsion, tumbled out of control, exploded in a series of internal bursts, and broke in half a dozen seconds later.

One shot, two ships.

The caliber is the truth.

The commanders of the last two Ominous Arks made the wisest decision of their lives: to run.

The two Ominous Arks simultaneously tore open the warp rift and plunged inside.

One of them lost control of its attitude during the jump, and its stern struck the edge of the subspace rift, shearing off about 20 kilometers of its tail section.

The severed tail section remained in the real universe, slowly rotating along with the still-burning remains of the demon engine.

The other ship fared even worse. Before its jump, a salvo from the Combat Moon's secondary guns shaved off a third of its starboard armor, leaving half of its hull exposed as it entered subspace.

Space is peaceful.

Inside the Starfire Royal Court, almost all the red and green markings on the dome projection have disappeared.

All that remains in space are the gray markers of the Battle Moon, the blue markers of the Saim-Han Ark, and countless warship wrecks.

Kellach was the first to react, slamming his hand on the clan pillar and shouting in the ancient language of Saim-Han, "Damn, that's great!"

Several clan leaders then let out short cheers.

Someone leaned against a clan pillar and let out a long breath. A female clan chief closed her eyes and whispered a prayer to the ancestral spirits.

The formidable space enemy that had besieged Saim-Han for over ten hours was gone just like that.

Horace stared at the movement of the battle moon on the star map, his expression shifting from shock to confusion.

"It didn't slow down!!!"

The most recent clan leaders heard it.

The cheers began to subside.

On the star map, the gray marker of the battle moon passed over the area of ​​wreckage of the Necromancer and Chaos fleets, without changing its course or decreasing its speed.

It flew towards Saim-Han's Ark at near-light speed, following a straight trajectory.

Salosin's staff slipped half an inch from his hand, but he grabbed it and gripped it tightly again.

"Calculate the collision time."

The Linggu Network responds extremely quickly.

The data popped up on the dome projection.

Based on the current speed and trajectory, a collision is expected to occur in approximately one hundred seconds.

The Saim-Han Ark is 3,600 kilometers long.

The battle moon has a diameter of 1,200 kilometers.

Sublight speed!!!

If a collision occurs, the ark will be shattered.

Hundreds of millions of spirits, tens of thousands of years of accumulated civilization, clan towers, ancestral spirit halls, spiritual bone veins, and soul stone vaults will all turn to dust in the instant of the collision.

The Ark did not have enough time or propulsion to evade.

The time required for a 3,600-kilometer-long civilization carrier to initiate a turn is well over 100 seconds.

The cheers from the Starfire Royal Court completely subsided.

Horace turned to Lawson.

"My lord, stop the battle moon."

Lawson stood below the star map, looking up at the ever-growing gray mark on the dome projection, ignoring him.

"Master of the Seal! Stop that thing! It's about to crash into the Ark!"

Lawson smiled.

That smile chilled Salosin to the bone.

"Stop? It can't be stopped."

"What are you saying?!" Kellach roared.

Lawson turned around to face the entire Starfire Royal Court.

The battle moon set off more than two months ahead of schedule and finally arrived at the most crucial moment!

He smiled slightly: "You now have two choices. First, surrender unconditionally."

He did not mention a second option.

The countdown projected onto the dome says it all.

Sixty-eight seconds.

"You despicable monkey..."

A tribal chief roared, "We accepted your reinforcements, let you into the Ark, and allowed you to enter the Starfire Royal Court, and this is how you repay Saim-Han?!"

Lawson held up one finger and shook it.

"Even scolding counts as time."

The Starfire Royal Court is in complete chaos.

The chieftains exchanged glances. Some spoke urgently in Eldar, some shouted for Salosin to make a decision, and some contacted the outer fleet to see if there was any way to intercept or deflect the battle moon.

The combined firepower of the Eldar fleet, when concentrated, caused damage to a celestial body with a diameter of 1,200 kilometers and armor several kilometers thick made of adamantite, roughly equivalent to pricking an elephant with a needle.

The 100-second collision time is real.

The clan leaders couldn't tell whether Lawson was bluffing or genuinely intended to ram the target.

They can't afford to gamble.

Forty-seven seconds.

Ilancia stood in a corner of the Starfire Royal Court.

She wanted to tell Lawson to stop, to tell the patriarchs to agree to his conditions, and to do anything that could stop the disaster.

A field of spiritual energy precisely sealed her vocal cords and the motor nerves of her limbs.

She couldn't utter a single word, nor could she take a single step.

Ilancia's eyes turned red with anxiety.

On the dome projection, the gray marker of the battle moon had become so large that it covered a quarter of the screen.

The skeletal structure on the Saim-Han Ark began to vibrate slightly, as the gravitational front of the battle moon began to tug at the ark's hull.

In the corner, Salashion Qianxian's lips curled into a smile.

A thrill of extreme excitement.

She finally figured it out.

From beginning to end, it's all about chess.

Lawson already knew when the Battle Moon would arrive before he agreed to the rescue.

When he agreed to Salosin's request to "talk later," he was not simply being fooled by delaying tactics.

He was waiting for the battle moon to arrive.

He was waiting for the ultimate bargaining chip that even the Eldar prophet couldn't predict.

So evil.

"18 seconds until the collision!"

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Chapter 223 The Sincerity of Surrender, 30 Eldar Motorcycles and the Complete STC Version

Eighteen seconds!

On the dome projection, the gray marker of the battle moon was so large that it almost covered the entire star map.

Visible cracks appeared in the spirit bone dome, and dust fell from above.

The transparent spirit bone plate beneath their feet was vibrating, and the psionic veins beneath it were flickering erratically. The spirit bone structure of the Ark's core was being pulled by the front of gravity, emitting a silent wail.

Outside the Starfire Royal Court, the entire city of Saim-Han was trembling.

The warriors on the Spirit Bone Corridor looked up at the sky, where the ever-growing gray sphere projected from the ark's hull had already obscured half of the starry sky.

The outermost mooring ring closest to the Ark began to show structural deformation, and the skeletal support pillars bent under the gravitational gradient, emitting a sharp premonition of fracture.

A chaotic Eldar language broadcast came from afar.

Some people were shouting evacuation orders, some were shouting to seal off the Soul Stone Vault, and some were praying.

Inside the Starfire Royal Court, the twelve clan leaders stood beneath their respective clan pillars, their emotions beyond mere anger or shock.

Fifteen seconds!!!

Salosin Bloodwind glanced at the countdown on the dome, then at Lawson standing below the star map.

Lawson crossed his arms over his chest, as if waiting for an answer to a question he already knew the answer to.

There's no time left!!!