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Banhart Medius thought he was buying battlecruisers, but in fact, these battlecruisers were larger than the Glorious Queen.

As for the Titan ship "Pot of Greed" with a length of 256 kilometers that landed on the west side of the Klentalina coordinate system, it was a huge monster that even the Primarch had never seen before.

Even the transcendental ship that existed only in mythology, the Emperor's Vision, was as small as a harmless kitten lying in front of a tiger compared to the Pot of Greed Titan.

Battleships of different specifications were randomly distributed in the surrounding areas of the Klentalina system like pellets ejected from a shotgun. Even the smallest "Interceptor" class frigate was 3 kilometers long and loaded with powerful firepower that could easily destroy ordinary destroyers. There were also more light cruisers and heavy cruisers gathering towards the battle area with Chaos.

This was an overwhelming force. The moment Russell snapped his fingers, the defense battle of the Klentalina galaxy was over.

However, Russell did not feel excited at all about the impending victory, but rather a little upset.

Because he knew that Tzeentch and Slaanesh had never regarded this seemingly crucial galaxy as their center of gravity from the beginning. Whether it was the Vanguard Fleet, the Chaos Warband, or even the Slaanesh Daemon "The Shower" Lupanas... they were all just baits used by Chaos to lure the Star-Slinger here.

Russell now wanted to rush back to the planet of the Dark Lord to stop Fulgrim from invading the Stone and prevent the sleeping Lion King from becoming a plaything of Slaanesh, but it was no longer possible.

Chapter 231 Delivery to your door

Today, Clentalina is as busy as usual. The workers in the middle and lower nests are still working hard as they did yesterday, but the daily working hours have increased from 18 hours to 20 hours.

The Viscount of the Forge, who was in charge of the factory unit, claimed that it was the laziness of the workers that angered the God-Emperor, so the Eye of Terror above the starry sky shed tears. Therefore, each worker needed to work an extra 2 hours a day to make more contributions to the Empire to appease the anger of the God-Emperor.

Such actions would inevitably trigger large-scale workers' riots under normal circumstances, but this special moment is an exception. Since the Eye of Terror began to expand in the form of tears, the residents of Klentalina and its surrounding galaxies near the Eye of Terror have frequently suffered nightmares and dared not fall asleep even when lying in bed.

Tormented almost insane by nightmares, the people of the Empire numb themselves with hard labor, and try to gain some vague psychological comfort called "atonement" by dedicating themselves to the Emperor.

However, when tens of billions of slave laborers were immersed in atonement, they could not imagine that the Viscount of the Forge, who was known as the God-Emperor and urged them to work themselves to death, was secretly transferring a large amount of his property to a private spaceship and preparing to escape from Krenna.

The ignorant civilians had no idea what the tears falling from the Eye of Terror meant, but Viscount the Forge knew that the defense line set up by the Krenna fleet in the gravel belt area did not effectively block the Chaos attack. They were defeated step by step, and the Chaos spearhead was unstoppable.

"It's time. It will be too late if we don't leave now." Viscount Forge looked at the sickly purple-red sky above his head and forcibly pulled his wife out of the bedroom.

The Viscountess was reluctant to leave: "I didn't take away my jewelry, jewels, and so many other items."

"Stop talking about your worthless jewelry!" the Viscount of the Forge roared.

"How can it be worthless?" The Viscountess was indignant. "Even the most imperfect crystal on the cheapest necklace in my jewelry box can buy a mansion on the top of the most prosperous hive city."

Viscount Forge held his forehead with one hand: "Then you can take your time to clean up."

The Viscountess turned and went back into the bedroom.

Viscount Forge looked at his wife who was searching around the room, was silent for a moment, then turned around and strode out of his mansion without looking back.

"Go to hell with your jewelry, Gangrete, and then you will know how much they are worth." Viscount Forge cursed in his heart and rushed towards the space elevator.

As the Viscount of the Forge who manages factory units and underground mines, he has a close relationship with the Mechanicus branch in the Krona sector. It was by mobilizing his connections among the followers of Pantheon that he was able to get a private ship for escape when there was a shortage of warships on the front lines.

However, the size of the ship was limited, and it could not hold all the wealth he had extorted and confiscated over the years, and time did not allow him to procrastinate. In the face of chaos and the imminent crisis of life and death, wealth and connections were no longer as omnipotent as usual.

"But how could that stupid woman understand all this..." Viscount Forge said with a cold face, brushing his beautifully groomed hair back.

He didn't feel any psychological burden about abandoning his wife, but it was a pity to have such a beautiful face and a body that suited his taste. He had to abandon this new wife that he had spent a lot of money to marry, but there was nothing he could do.

Rather than his beautiful and charming wife, Viscount Forge would rather use his limited transportation capacity to carry treasures of the same weight as her.

The Adeptus Mechanicus praised the Viscount's wisdom.

Arriving at the star port via the space elevator, Viscount Forge exchanged pleasantries with several nobles and merchants he met by chance along the way. Finally, he found the Forging Sage, with whom he had a close personal relationship, at the Left Machine Hub Management Office in the star port.

"You are a little late, Viscount." An electronic sound buzzed under the red robe of the Forging Sage.

The tone of the Forge Sage was stiff, and he used no honorifics when addressing him, but the Viscount of the Forge did not show any displeasure at all, and he did not dare to.

"I'm sorry for wasting your time on trivial matters, Lord Kleine." Viscount Forge bowed slightly to the forging sage named Kleine and said with a smile, "I apologize. Then, I'll go first?"

The Forging Sage Kleine nodded slightly.

Viscount Forge's expression remained unchanged as he walked past Kleine and headed towards the evacuation ship docked at Dock No. 3.

People were coming and going in the star port, but no one noticed that when Viscount of the Forge walked past the Forging Sage, he left a small paper roll on the ground without making a sound.

The Casting Sage Kleine took a step forward, his wide red robe covering the paper roll. A thin mechanical tentacle grasped the paper roll under the cover of the robe, and the sensor at the end of the tentacle directly scanned the contents of the paper roll into his brain:

That thing" is in safe No. 114 in compartment No. 51 of the Krefarian Spire. The four safe codes are...

Keeping the contents in mind, the forging sage Kleine calmly used the decomposition force field to completely erase the existence of the paper scroll and returned to his position.

Despite his duties, Gear Red Robe could not hide Kleine's excitement. He wanted to hand over the work in his hands to a lucky Engine Prophet at random, and then set off immediately to hold "that thing" bribed by Viscount Forge in his arms and study it carefully.

It was an advanced technological creation called a "Nano Transformer", an industrial machine unique to the Far East Star Region's Order of Truth.

It is said that this mysterious creation from the dark age of technology can reorganize matter at the level of elementary particles, continuously producing massive amounts of various rare resources at an astonishingly low cost and on an incredibly large scale.

For example, there is a special mineral called "sulfur fluorescent crystal" which is only stored in small quantities on Planet No. 1 in the northwest area of ​​the Klenna sector. The researchers of the Order of Truth obtained a small number of samples, cracked its molecular structure, and used nano-transformers to achieve large-scale mass production.

"This is a miracle, a great machine that can modify matter directly at the level of elementary particles, the supreme miracle of the God of All Machines..." Kleine stood at his post, his body trembling slightly. He wished he could leave the starport immediately and go to the Klefarian Spire to take a look at the beauty of the nano-transformer.

This nano-transformer was secretly imported into the Milky Way from the Far East through the black market. Many sages of the Adeptus Mechanicus were secretly competing for it, using various means to fight fiercely. Viscount Forge paid a huge price to get this nano-transformer, but no one knew what the price was. Kleinje didn't care.

While he was excited, the Forging Sage did not ignore other information he had collected through special channels.

It is said that the Order of Truth used the dark technology provided by the Star Bullet to rebuild many nest cities in the Far East Star Region. These reborn industrial worlds are equipped with towering central mechanical spires, fully automated nano-alloy factories, and civilian replica factories...

Just by imagining these extremely tempting terms, the Forging Sage Kleine felt that his data storage center was a little overheated.

He poured coolant into his brain and looked down at Clentalina below the starport with a calm gaze.

"This planet will soon fall." Kleine thought, "The Chaos offensive is hard to stop...Rather than fleeing to other star regions like a stray dog ​​and being rejected and suppressed by the local Forge World, should I choose a better way out?"

For example, the Far East Star Region, which is eager to recruit talents...? But the condition for joining the Order of Truth is to abandon your loyalty and faith in the Emperor of Mankind, and you cannot publicly worship any gods such as the God of All Machines.

This made Kleine a little hesitant...but he still wanted to go.

Just as the blasphemous thought appeared in the mind of the Forging Sage, suddenly, a loud noise interrupted his thoughts.

"Oh my god, what is that?"

"Why didn't the Star Language Department provide any warning? What kind of ship is that..."

"They're approaching us!"

Kleine left his post in confusion, and came to the mobile platform outside the star port amid the sound of urgent alarms, looking into the distance.

Then he knelt down.

"God of all things, you have finally come to my side?"

A huge warship with a length of more than 20 kilometers suddenly appeared in the orbit of Clentalina without any warning. It had a ferocious appearance like a giant ocean predator, and the densely packed gun muzzles on its sides were like exploded scales, baring fangs and claws, showing off its might.

This is a 'Whale Shark' class battlecruiser, which was randomly thrown into the orbit of Krentalina by a random slingshot, far away from the battlefield and unable to join the battle in time.

But this was just right. Under the control of the battleship AI, the Whale Shark Battlecruiser approached the starport of Klentalina directly.

When this huge warship in a state of war jumped into view without warning, Viscount Forge, who was about to board the escape ship, was stunned. The hull structure of this ship has a lot in common with the naval ships of the human empire, but he went through all the naval knowledge he knew in a very short time and could not find a Queen of Glory that matched the image of the warship in front of him.

In the busy port, the shrill alarm sound suddenly stopped, and was replaced by an electronic synthesized voice that could not be distinguished as male or female:

"To the current governor of the Krenna Sector: Benhart Medius. Your express delivery has arrived, please sign for it."

Chapter 232 The Second Pit

In Benhart Medius's conception, he would have to wait until the Mechanicus spent several years to complete the construction of the L-Gate before he could get the warships on the order through the interconnected stargate network.

But the actual situation was that just as the order was signed, the first line of defense against Chaos in the gravel belt was about to collapse, and hundreds of fully armed combat ships smashed into its face.

Without any sign or warning, the Star Missile sent 512 warships to the doorstep of the Klentalina galaxy.

Under normal circumstances, such a terrifying troop projection capability would be enough to make any imperial official with a little military knowledge feel a chill in his back, but now, Benhart Medius did not have time to delve into it.

The rubble belt defense line is about to collapse. There is no time to explain, just get on the boat quickly.

Governor Banghart used his prestige to forcefully suppress all dissent. A large number of planetary defense forces remaining in the orbit of the planet Klentalina were mobilized, and all personnel with ship driving experience were forcibly recruited.

Including: Rogue traders who had not had time to escape from Krenna, wandering navigators who were not officially recognized by the Empire, bounty hunters who were hunting down Dark Eldar, interstellar criminals who were roaming around in various star regions... Without any selection or assessment, a large number of people were crammed into the ship and sent to the front line.

Anti-Entropy felt that Governor Banhart's desperate move was very abstract, but since customers had the right to freely dispose of the goods they purchased, it had no right to interfere.

Moreover, the real commanders of the warships were not these idle people, but the high-ranking priests, inquisitors, and graduates of the Clifarian Naval Academy. With these people in charge, the potential safety hazards of hiring the wrong people could be controlled.

The major colonial worlds of the Human Empire are the best in the galaxy in terms of human resources and talent reserves. Not to mention that there are only 512 warships, even if this number is increased tenfold, the Krenna sector can build a complete management and command system for these warships in a very short time.

In the Far East Star Region, ships wait for people, and in the Human Empire, people wait for ships. Many admirals in the Imperial Navy will never see a main battleship in their entire lives.

With the active cooperation of the battleship AI, the temporary crew members soon became familiar with the basic operating procedures of these new ships. After a little preparation, they set off immediately to the outer front line in the southern part of the gravel belt.

But at this time, above the Asteroid Base No. 1, the flagship of the Krenna Defense Force, the "Silesian Wind", had been sunk.

It takes time to gather people, time to familiarize themselves with the structure of the warship, and time to test the command system. The short period of time during which the reinforcements are ready to rush to the front line is enough for the Warp Wave Cannon installed on the Emperor's Pride to blast all enemies in front of it into ashes.

"It seems that Asteroid Base No. 1 can no longer be saved." Russell closed his eyes and listened to the piercing alarm resounding through the wrecked hull of the Silesian Wind. The spiritual energy around him rippled like water waves.

After trying it once, Russell gave up.

"The teleportation spell has been blocked. At least one of the four gods is holding me back in the warp. The sea of ​​souls corresponding to this area has been locked by the Chaos Powers."

Not to mention his teleportation spell, even the subspace engines inside the surrounding ships failed, making it impossible to escape from the battlefield in an emergency.

It seems that Slaanesh is determined to capture the Lion King... Russell sighed lightly and glanced coldly at the four-armed beautiful snake in front of him.

"To be honest, you are the first creature I have ever met who has 'love' for me, although this directional emotion called love is just a factory setting left by Slaanesh when he created you, and is one of the auxiliary means used to interfere with my judgment.

...But I have to say, He succeeded. Because of you, I cannot return to the Stone Fortress now and stop Slaanesh and Tzeentch's next move."

Russell said, and walked quickly to the lover Lupanas, and held up her round jaw that was dripping with tears and blood with one hand, and looked at her beautiful face covered with tear marks: "You have perfectly completed the mission you were born into, so you can die now."

He used his right thumb to gently open the lips of the lover Lupanas and inserted the finger into her mouth. The gravitational force of the Void Hole in the Highest Heaven acted directly on the body of this demon, and in just a moment, it was drained into nothingness.

But the one who showed her love, Lupanas, looked at him in confusion, 1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds...

Five seconds passed, and the blood and tears on Lupanas' face were still flowing, with no signs of being broken down by the void.

But Russell knew clearly that he had already extracted a huge amount of spiritual energy from the body of this snake-shaped demon, and she should have died long ago.

"I seem to have encountered this situation before?"

That was when he had just arrived in this universe and first boarded the orcs' battle moon...

An absurd thought flashed through Russell's mind, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"With my current abilities, it only takes a breath to drain a Chaos Demon. The only two exceptions are Bao, who was corrupted by his loving father and became a demon, and Lupanas, who is now showing love."

At the beginning, an illusory umbilical cord connected Bao to his father Nurgle himself, which made Russell's attempt to kill Bao by using the void to drain his essence fail. The father continuously supplied energy to Bao through the umbilical cord. As long as Nurgle himself was not dead and the umbilical cord was connected, Bao, who was upgraded to a demon, would be immortal.

Bao is a gentle race that symbolizes life, so it is no surprise that they are so loved by their loving father.