Warhammer: Empire Reboot

No matter what kind of monsters are on the surface, nothing will survive an orbital bombardment.

He can find a new planet and start over.

Human life is worthless; it's everywhere on the planet. Slaves can be captured again.

The important thing is that he is still alive.

As long as you live, you can continue to accumulate, continue to offer sacrifices to the ever-changing Lord, and continue to climb.

Before everything was ready, the shadow on the left side of the bridge moved.

Seraphus's nine eyes all turned in that direction at the same time.

The Lion King emerged from the shadows.

The greatsword was already raised.

Serafax reacted quickly.

He chose what he did best: using magic to create distance.

Tzeentch’s power erupted from his palm, and purple flames transformed into nine serpentine lightning bolts, all of which shot toward the Lion King.

If he can gain just two seconds, he can initiate the second teleportation and jump onto the escort ship.

Nine bolts of lightning struck the lion king.

The Lion King swung his greatsword forward, a dark light igniting on the blade.

The sword's edge cleaved the purple lightning, splitting it to either side as if parting a stream of water.

The lightning struck the bridge wall, blasting several charred craters, but missed its target.

The teleportation rune at Therafax's feet was now lit up.

The Lion King emerged from the shadows behind Seraphax.

The wizard's teleportation rune had only completed half of its activation sequence.

The greatsword pierced through from behind!

The sword tip pierced through Seraph's chest, carrying shattered armor and half his spine.

All nine eyes widened simultaneously, and the sinister purple light in their pupils flickered rapidly.

Seraphus opened his mouth, trying to utter the last incantation.

Lion King Twisting Sword!

The wizard's upper body was shredded.

The Lion King pulled his sword from the corpse and glanced at the cult officers who were stunned on the bridge.

They remained in a posture ready to launch an orbital bombardment.

On the bridge, a dozen cult officers and Chaos crew members simultaneously drew their weapons.

Automatic guns, pistols, chain blades, and some even raised a ceremonial dagger.

The Lion King vanished again, and the giant sword swept across, slicing the four people in the first row in two.

With a backhand vertical slash, the officer next to the control panel was struck from above his head down to his waist.

A crew member fired from the side, the bullet ricocheting off the ancient armor. The Lion King swung his sword, severing him and the control panel behind him.

A few seconds later, only Lion King was left standing on the bridge.

On the other side of the orbit around the planet Kamas, several warships are leaping out of subspace.

With its greyish-white paint and Imperial double-headed eagle insignia, the bow guns were already aimed at the escort ships of the Thousand Eyes Legion.

The first escort ship didn't even have time to turn before its side was pierced by two salvos from the large guns.

The plasma reactor went out of control, and the entire ship exploded in the middle, with debris flying to both sides.

The second ship attempted to accelerate away but was pinned to its engine compartment by a boarding torpedo.

Torpedo drills deployed, and the combat sequence surged into the ship. Thirty seconds later, the engines shut down, the escort ship lost power, and began to drift on its tracks.

The third and fourth ships simultaneously attempted subspace jumps.

The Candle Dragon Legion's interceptors had already blocked the warp drive, and the gravity nets flattened their warp fields.

The two escort ships were trapped in place and subsequently sunk by concentrated fire.

The Lion King's bridge communications station suddenly lit up, and Lawson's voice came through it.

"Your Majesty, are there any survivors on the flagship?"

The Lion King glanced at the corpse at his feet.

"It's all done."

"Then I'll send someone to take over. Do you want to come down?"

Fifteen minutes later, the Eye of a Thousand Eyes was taken over by the Foundation Sequence.

On the bridge of Lawson's flagship, the two stood face to face.

The Lion King's greatsword leaned against the wall, the blood on its blade wiped clean.

"Report the numbers?" Lawson asked.

The Lion King glanced at him: "I don't have the habit of counting heads."

"Then I'll count them for you."

Lawson pulled up the swarm logs: "Your total kill count in Southern Smelting City and on the flagship is 2,131, including Seraphox and the men on his bridge."

The Lion King neither confirmed nor denied it.

Lawson continued: "On my side, there are three mining areas in the north, two small camps, plus the escort ship crews who boarded and cleared the area during the orbital warfare, totaling 2,142."

Lawson killed eleven more than the Lion King.

The Lion King laughed.

Lion King was known for his coldness and silence during the Great Crusade; his brothers privately said that he was the least likely to smile among the twenty Primarchs.

But at that moment, his laughter echoed in the bridge.

It carried the lingering afterglow of the first unrestrained release after ten thousand years of slumber.

"You won. You truly deserve to be the one chosen by your father."

Lawson shrugged: "You have Forest Walk, I have Stasis Field, let's rely on our own abilities."

The lines on the Lion King's face were much looser than they were an hour ago.

A massacre that raged from the mines to the railway tracks burned away most of the ten thousand years of rage that had been building up in his chest.

The Lion King stood before the observation window of the Thousand Eyes, looking at the surface of the planet Kamas.

Traces of battle in the Gray Ridge Mountains can be seen from the orbit.

Black smoke billowed from the ruins of the mine, and remnants of fire still lingered in the direction of the smelting city. The destroyed sacrificial tower stood like broken bones stuck in the ground.

The Lion King said, “The city is devastated, there are civilians in the ruins, the water sources are polluted, and the food reserves have been depleted by chaos. How do you plan to restore order?”

"Let's go, Lord Lion King. I'll show you the efficiency of the Empire's dark side. Please give me your guidance, Primarch."

Lawson raised his hand and put it on the Lion King's shoulder.

A light curtain unfolded beneath their feet.

The Lion King felt a unique spatial displacement, unlike the feeling of walking through shadows when strolling through the forest.

It's more like reality itself has been folded, with the starting point and the ending point coinciding in the same second.

When the light curtain dispersed, he was already standing in another place.

The Tyrant-class heavy cruiser, HMS White Tiger.

The Lion King looked around.

The command center was quite large, but its layout was completely different from the Imperial bridge he remembered.

Dozens of huge projection screens occupied the entire wall.

Each screen displays real-time footage of a different planet.

At the bottom of the screen, a data stream scrolls, displaying troop deployments, resource allocation, population statistics, pollution index, and communication status.

A man stood up beside the long table in the center of the command room.

Zabril.

He had already been brought here beforehand.

The worn-out power armor was removed, the wound on his abdomen was bandaged, a temporary brace was put on his right knee, and a medical seal was affixed above his left eye.

Someone changed him into a clean set of gray clothes.

Zabril's back was taut like an iron rod.

He wanted to stand at attention and salute, but then he turned and ran away. In the end, he did neither and just stood there frozen in place.

The Lion King glanced at him.

Then the Lion King shifted his gaze and walked toward the main seat in the command room.

As Lawson passed by, he nudged Zabril on the shoulder and pushed him back into his seat.

"Sit down first, organize your thoughts, the Lion King has something to ask you later."

The Lion King sat down in the chair next to the main seat.

His attention was already drawn to the projection wall in front of him.

Dozens of screens, each corresponding to a planet.

Lawson sat down beside him: "Seraphax controls more than just Kamas. His Thousand Eyes Chapter and Mourning Guard have garrisons in several surrounding star systems, a total of eleven planets, six of which have complete Chaos garrisons and slave mines."

"While I was competing with you on Kamas, the operations on the other ten planets had already been launched simultaneously."

The first screen shows a mining world near the planet Kamas, designated KM-7.

A chaotic garrison is being systematically destroyed.