Warhammer: Empire Reboot

He switched to the live feed of the outer perimeter of the Tri-Star system.

“Our scouts are in position. As long as Lawson’s main fleet moves toward the Vision Enclave, the Tri-Star’s defenses will be vulnerable for a period of time. According to my men’s calculations, that window will be between nineteen and twenty-six hours.”

“We will steal back the goddess of life and, while we’re at it, move the population that she can move.”

"When that tyrant has fought the Tau Empire to a standstill in the Vision Enclave, he will find his home base empty when he turns back."

One of the lords burst into laughter: "This is what happens when you provoke the Comoros! I really hope he has the guts to walk down the Internet himself. If he dares to come in, I guarantee I'll crush him into cosmic dust with dark matter and use the rest to make the armrests of my throne."

"Your Kaba can't even assemble a complete dark matter main cannon."

"I can borrow it."

Pleasant laughter filled the hall, as if one could already see Lawson's corpse being turned into the armrests of the throne.

Then, the alarm went off.

Crimson light engulfed the entire hall.

"My Lord!" The communications officer practically rolled into the hall. "The unclean ones! They've come in again!"

Victor suddenly stood up from his throne.

The communications officer reported the news of the two Slaanesh archdemons invading Comoros at top speed.

"It's them again, they've come at the perfect time."

"Deploy the first-priority rapid response team, all of them."

"Bring the Black Sun Annihilator and the Vitrification Virus."

Victor issued the order fiercely: "At any cost, blast them back into warp space before they've had their fill."

Throughout the city's 60,000-year history, no Slaanesh demon who has ever broken in has ever left alive.

Thorin raised his glass again: "Just two guardians. Within three hours, we'll hang their core crystals above the arena entrance."

The first battle report came back nineteen minutes later.

"Reporting... to the Great Lord..."

"Weapon cannot be locked on."

What does "cannot be locked" mean?

Thorin smashed his glass on the floor. "They are Slaanesh keepers, not flies!"

"The first squad has completed the encirclement of the slave camp in the seventh district."

The intelligence officer's speech quickened. "The two great demons were feeding at the time, and about a third of the 14,000 slaves in the camp had already been drained. The squad has set up two Black Sun Annihilation Devices and is charging them—"

"and then?"

"They disappeared when the charge reached 31%."

"Four minutes later, we re-captured their signal in the Blackstone mining area."

"The Blackstone Mine is located near the Seventh District—" a high lord began.

“Thirty-one thousand kilometers,” the intelligence officer said. “They are slaughtering the overseers there.”

The high-ranking members of the conspiracy group in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment.

In the following period, intelligence from Comoros came back one after another.

The two great demons' modus operandi completely defied all known tactical norms.

They would devour the fattest soul in one place, then leave before the encirclement closed in, never staying for more than six minutes.

The rapid response team had just completed its deployment in Sector Twelve when they appeared in Sector Forty-One.

The heavy artillery was finally transported into District 41 when the signal appeared again in the Garden of Desire on the other side of the city.

The Black Sun Annihilator requires ninety seconds to charge, and the release of the Vitrified Virus requires the blockade of the neighborhood to be completed first.

Their average stay was four minutes and seventeen seconds.

Comoros' elite troops were like a pack of hunting dogs on a leash, running themselves ragged in their own city.

Dispatch orders were issued layer by layer, only to be invalidated at each level. Troops from different Kaba clans clashed on the same street, engaging in a firefight for the right of way, because in this city, no great lord would allow another great lord's troops to pass through his territory unimpeded.

The entire city of Comoros was filled with decadent music and screams, a chaotic mess of poisonous porridge.

"waste!"

One of the high lords slammed his fist on the projection table, his voice shrill and piercing: "How on earth did they do that? How can they ignore dimensional barriers and jump around?!"

"My lord, the ambush by the Three Stars can be postponed for now, but if the city continues to burn like this—"

"Shut up, nobody move."

Victor sat back on the throne, his eyes, more sinister than a viper's, gleaming with a cold light.

"Use your desire-filled minds to think about it; this is Lawson's trick."

"He's forcing us to lose our composure."

“He sent two great demons to force us to withdraw all our attention and troops back into the city.”

"The more he tries to cover his base, the more it shows that his main fleet is eager to set sail."

Victor scanned the bewildered faces in the hall.

"How many souls can a Keeper of the Secrets consume in a day? Comoros can afford this number of deaths. But the window of opportunity on the Tri-Stars, once missed, will never come again."

"Ignore those two great demons for now and let them eat."

"All resources are to keep a close watch on the Tri-Star. The moment his fleet moves, we strike immediately."

No one in the hall objected.

This is why Victor was able to rule the Comoros for ten thousand years.

Within the framework of conventional military strategy, his judgment is almost flawless.

The enemy creates chaos in the rear to cover the movement of troops on the front.

Time then passed extremely slowly.

All the screens in the hall were pointed at the outer perimeter of the Tri-Star system.

The real-time footage of that star system was split into thirty-seven different angles to ensure that the movement of no warship was missed.

Meanwhile, at the edge of the same screen wall, several small screens were still transmitting images back into the city.

Of the 14,000 slaves in the Seventh District slave camp, less than 2,000 remain.

All the foremen at the Blackstone mine died, and operations were halted.

The Garden of Desire, the private pleasure domain of the three great lords, was utterly destroyed, and the heir of one of them died there.

In the 19th ring, a heavily armed samurai force of 700 men was led into their own side's fire zone during a pursuit and suffered more than half its losses.

The screams never stopped.

The high-ranking officials in the hall stared at the small screens without saying a word.

Those who died inside were their subordinates, their property, and their heirs.

Their hearts were bleeding, while the massive Imperial Dark Fleet on the outskirts of the Tri-Star remained motionless.

The two great demons who ventured deep into Comoros, on the contrary, never stopped moving.

Aside from eating, their only activity is moving around. Within the vast region of the Comoros, they frequently leap across distances of tens or even hundreds of thousands of miles.

It's impossible to catch!

Victor sat motionless on the throne, his eyes fixed on the screen.

A bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Why isn't Lawson's fleet on the Tri-Stars moving?

If Lawson doesn't intend to send a fleet to rescue the Vision Enclave...

So who exactly is fighting the Tau?!

…………

Titan has two moons.

The planet's air defense network is based on these two satellites, radiating outwards from near-Earth orbit with seventeen layers of crossfire, covering a radius of over six million kilometers.

There is a sentence in the Fire Clan's teachings: "The sky of Titan is so vast that not even an interstellar mosquito can fly in."

This isn't just boasting; the Tau Empire's space defense is indeed top-notch, especially on their capital planet.

The problem is that the Internet is not in the physical universe.

On the side of the two satellites facing away from Titan, the void suddenly cracked open without warning.

The edges of the fissure glowed with a bluish-gray light and slowly expanded outwards. When it reached a diameter of over four kilometers, the bow of the first Imperial warship burst out from within.

The ship's hull was painted deep red, and on the side armor, a golden blood droplet pattern reflected the starlight.

The main fleet of the Holy Blood Angels, along with hundreds of strike cruisers from various sub-clusters, crashed into the synchronous orbit of the Tau planet from the net channel in battle formation.

The near-ground defense fleet of the Feng clan of the Titanium Empire is currently in standard patrol mode.

Their main sensor array was facing the outer reaches of the galaxy, the shield generators were on standby, and half of the captains were on leave.

The appearance of the Holy Blood Angels' fleet was so sudden that it gave the Wind Force fleet no time to react.

Once the fissure opened, the first salvo arrived.

Hundreds of macro cannons and light spears fired simultaneously at such close range, it was like firing at point-blank range.

The deflector shields of the Tau escort ship were still charging, and the number on the charging progress bar had just exceeded 30% when the light spear had already pierced through the hull.

The hit warship disintegrated silently in the vacuum, plasma spewing out from the crack and dispersing into a cloud of orange-white mist the instant it lost its gravitational constraint.

The second salvo pierced through the fog and continued bombarding the fleet, shattering the still-forming wreckage into even finer fragments.

Blood Angel flagship, command center.

Dante was in charge of the overall command of this attack.

On the star chart, the planet Tau is surrounded by nineteen dark red arrows, each arrow representing a fleet detachment emerging from the net channel.