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When the First Thunder Fleet activated the holographic cloaking field and quietly approached the Orokkol Hive, where a large amount of orbital debris was floating, the "Jealous Lady" stayed outside the detection range of the green-skinned spacecraft, relying on the positioning beacon provided by the fleet to quietly adjust its own posture.

Along with the deadly high heat and the buzzing sound of particles discharged from both sides of the hull, a slightly bluish-white spear of light pierced through the quiet darkness between the stars.

Unable to see the attacker and unable to capture the direction of the attack, the blazing light spears that were faster than light and hotter than stars pierced with incredible precision the gap that the torpedo fleet had torn in the orc energy shield using antimatter bombs, and perfectly released all the destructive power inside the space fortress floating in orbit, and the green flesh and yellow scrap iron evaporated into nothingness together.

"We hit the target hard!"

"Reporting, the fortress's plasma reactor has melted down and is expected to explode in 26 minutes."

"Report... We are exposed. The enraged orcs have seen through the holographic cloaking field. Request more beyond-visual-range sniper support! They are coming."

The melting of the plasma core did not scare the greenskins in the fortress at all. They were furious at first after being beaten for no reason while sitting at home. When they found that the torpedo fleet was approaching, this depressed anger turned into fanaticism and joy.

Countless green-skinned guys happily took off from the big holes blasted by the light spears in their crooked warships and crude fighter planes that looked like scrap metal, and swarmed towards the small formation of 9 torpedo ships like a swarm of locusts - until another light spear pierced into the green swarm of locusts, and thousands of green-skinned spacecraft were vaporized and melted under the bombardment of the hot tachyons.

The light spear support of the battleship Lady of Jealousy enabled the First Torpedo Fleet to have the capital to deal with the greenskin fleet that was far larger than itself; at the same time, another large battleship equipped with a "focused arc generator", the "Unacceptable Truth", also locked onto its target across half a galaxy.

It was a powerful war flagship with a cool war totem printed on it, surrounded by countless junk ships. Its wild shape, densely packed huge gun muzzles, and endless messy graffiti all demonstrated its status.

This is the vehicle of the great greenskin Supreme Chief, the "Skull-Crushing Steel Bone".

Chapter 158: Energy Arc

For the defenders fighting on the Mirafa orbital defense line, they never expected to receive strong support from the Empire.

Most of the important facilities of this industrial world have been evacuated by Musbell's mechanical arks, and the galaxy's garrison forces have also undergone a strategic contraction. Most of those who are still sticking to their posts are soldiers from Mirafa who are defending their hometown.

Almost every senior officer understood that those high-ranking officers hiding in the huge fleet simply hoped that they could burn their lives in the first wave of green tide, which was the most powerful, and create opportunities for the subsequent counterattack of the Imperial Army.

This is Guilliman's heart that is known to everyone. When the soldiers saw Governor Mirafa retreating with a large fleet, they already understood that the noble lords wanted to pave the way for their own glory with their bones and blood.

But... this is their homeland. The nobles above might abandon the world they rule and the tens of billions of people on it under the drive of glory and the pressure of the Inquisition, but the ordinary soldiers and junior officers from Mirafa would never allow their home planet to be ravaged by aliens.

It is a desperate battle, and it is becoming more desperate with the arrival of the greenskins' massive war fleet.

The three Astartes Chapters ignored the Inquisition's strong dissuasion, and the Space Marine strike cruisers plunged into the battlefield like steel knives;

The Iron Wraiths' mechanical masters used overwhelming firepower to forcefully and efficiently recapture multiple orbital defense turrets from the Orks. The Sons of Sanguinius drove boarding torpedoes loaded with Death Company warriors into the steel skeletons of the Ork's huge garbage ships, and the warriors in black armor killed one after another of the greenskin warships that once showed off their might over Mirafar.

The Death Stalkers, who had fewer troops, suppressed the Orc landing forces on the ground battlefield who were attempting to seize the city's energy center.

So fearsome were the Emperor's Angels of Death that their efforts largely reversed the desperate situation on Mirafar, blunting the surging green tide.

However, after failing to accomplish their goal in one go, what followed was not a "second decline". The severely damaged greenskins burst out with even more fierce fighting spirit. Facing the fierce firepower of the Iron Spirits and the buzzing power swords in the hands of the Crimson Upstarts veterans, they excitedly let out bursts of happy war roars.

Because the "Big Chief" is here.

The mighty Orc fleet arrived on this war-torn world. The vast shadows cast by countless greenskin spacecraft even plunged the largest city on Mirafar into darkness. In the deepest part of the darkness, on the huge and brutal war flagship "Skull Crusher Steel Bone" was the spiritual leader of all the greenskins in this galaxy.

Look at that hydraulic-powered claw that can crush a big guy like a fart!

Look at that mechanical eye that fires searing lasers to cook a Leman Russ pilot through his armor!

Look at that oversized chainsaw spear that is rumbling and emitting black smoke!

That is the strongest, most powerful, most domineering, coolest, most dazzling, largest, greenest, and most amazing greenskin supreme chieftain - Mao Ge's choice! The great Goktor!

As the war flagship of the Supreme Chief arrived at Mirafar, the greenskins' defeated offensive force did not weaken, but became even stronger!

"The green tide... the green tide that is drowning the entire galaxy..." An ordinary junior officer raised his head on the orbital defense turret and looked at the endless garbage ships that occupied the entire sky. The little hope that had just ignited in his heart gradually extinguished: "Even the Emperor's Angel of Death can't save us?"

The firepower that the Iron Wanderers' mechanical masters were proud of was so weak in the face of the endless greenskins. It was as ridiculous as trying to put out a prairie fire with a small water gun.

The Crimson Upstart's Death Company soldiers were almost wiped out in the bloody battle with no end in sight. The limited space force forced them to throw more precious soldiers who were not trapped in the blood thirst and black rage into the desperate assault with no return.

Even the Death Stalkers, who paid a heavy price on the ground battlefield to finally retake the city's energy center, and the results achieved by the descendants of the Dark Angels at the cost of blood, are now vanishing.

All this happened because of the arrival of Kator.

Meteorites made of gold and iron fell to the land of Mirafa with tails of fire. The number of orcs landing on the boulders was so large that this suffering planet seemed to be experiencing a meteor shower head-on. Deafening bloodthirsty war roars descended along with the fiery meteors in the sky.

Legend has it that in the era of the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago, the Astartes, who had not yet been split into thousand-man chapters, all operated on a legion scale under the leadership of the Primarch. They were able to rain down airborne pods on the planets that needed to be conquered and crush all enemies of the Empire with absolute force.

Space Marines born during the Age of Apostasy or later never saw the height of the Imperium, but now they witnessed the sky raining down huge landing boulders.

it's all over……

"Report, the greenskin leader 'Goktor' has landed on the ground of Mirafar on the landing boulder; the induction beacon will appear in 6 seconds, and beyond visual range strikes can be carried out."

"Received. The main gun is ready and can be launched at any time."

Six seconds later, a curved blue-purple arc lit up in the deep darkness between the planets, piercing through the star ring formed by space junk and war debris in Mirafa's orbit, and also piercing through the orc fleet that was pressing down on Mirafa's largest city like a dark cloud.

Thanks to the dense distribution of Orc warships and the ability of the focused arc to penetrate shields and armor, the main gun shot of "Unacceptable Truth" penetrated the Greenskin Chieftain's war flagship and destroyed all small Orc raiders that happened to be in the main gun firing path.

On the ground of "Minormenter", the largest city in Mirafa, the greenskin supreme chief Goktor had just walked out of the landing rock, waving the chainsaw halberd and spear in his hand, ready to kill everyone, when he heard a loud rumbling sound coming from the sky above his head.

Goktor turned around and saw a burning fireball raining down, but this time it was not the landing rock of the orc troops that fell, but the wreckage of a warship destroyed by the concentrated electric arc.

The first focused arc was followed by the second one. Among the three main battleships mobilized by Anti-Entropy, only the "Madame Jealous" was equipped with a tachyon light spear. The main guns of the remaining "Lost Truth" and "Unfinished Business" were equipped with focused arc generators that excelled in penetrating ability.

With the assistance of the torpedo ships that were approaching the Orc fleet in close proximity, the Lost Truth and the Unfinished Business continued to fire alternately.

Destructive arcs of concentrated energy suddenly appeared and lit up repeatedly from the darkness beyond the field of vision of all detectors, tearing open one burning scar after another in Goktor's huge war fleet.

"Reinforcements...?"

Owen, the Chapter Master of the Deathstalkers, held a bloodstained bolter and a power sword in his hands. He stood with one foot on the corpse of the greenskin war boss and looked up at the sky. What he saw was a space battlefield burning with blood and iron.

No one dared to believe that the group of selfish inquisitors and nobles who coveted the supreme glory of the Golden Throne would dispatch such a powerful force to rescue Mirafa.

In ecstasy, Chapter Master Orwin quickly organized his soldiers to get to a strong enough building as soon as possible to avoid the debris falling from the sky.

During the retreat, the Chapter Master suddenly caught a glimpse of a huge ring-shaped shadow in the burning sky from the corner of his eye.

In the center of the huge circle, a pale light is gradually gathering and lighting up.

What is that? Owen was a little confused: "Is it some special combat ship provided by the Star Bullet?"

He had also heard about the fact that the structure of the ships of the Adeptus Veritate was very different from that of the Adeptus Mechanicus, so after catching a glimpse of the huge ring hanging in the sky, Owen couldn't help but feel relieved.

If the Star Bullet had come to their aid, it would explain why the orcs were defeated so quickly...

No one in the chaotic battlefield could give him a definite answer, only the cleansing light in the center of the Ring of Destruction was quietly gathering.

Chapter 159 Neutron Killing

Above Mirafa's orbit, concentrated arcs of chaotic energy continued to light up, burning scars in the orc fleet that was as furious as a swarm of locusts but could not find the enemy that attacked them.

While the Jealous Lady used its tachyon spears to continuously suppress the orc community occupying Orokkol, the Unacceptable Truth and Unfinished Business, equipped with focused arcs, coordinated with each other's output rhythm and, with the assistance of the induction beacons provided by the close-range fleet, made perfect use of their greatest advantage - range.

With the help of the beyond-visual-range firing range of the Ridge Bow that was enough to cross the galaxy, the two huge main battleships hid themselves in the darkness outside the battlefield and frequently moved around. The constantly lit concentrated energy arcs repeatedly cut through the already chaotic formation of the Orc fleet, providing a safe guarantee for the arrival of the Colossus.

After the formation of the greenskin fleet was completely disrupted, two huge main battleships with extremely high heat on their sides, surrounded by the majestic and sturdy Ring of Destruction, arrived above Mirafa.

After the Colossus was in place, the two main battleships, Lost Truth and Unfinished Business, also entered close naval combat mode at the same time. Under the bridge, a large number of carrier-based aircraft controlled by AI swarmed out of the hangar like a swarm of bees. There were so many of them that when they were deployed collectively, they formed a group of "machine clouds" that could be seen with the naked eye even from the Mirafa orbital defense turret.

There were tens of thousands of carrier-based aircraft that made up the machine cloud. Under the control of the anti-entropy AI, they maintained the assault formation in an orderly manner, and pounced on the Orc warship formation that had been cut into pieces by the focused energy arc before, like a swarm of bloodthirsty insects.

In addition to releasing a large number of carrier-based aircraft, the huge main battleship with a length of 64 kilometers became the common target of all the Orc warships that still retained considerable combat power the moment it entered the battlefield. The green-skinned boys screamed and issued war roars one after another, driving their respective spacecraft and rushing towards the side of the main battleship which was densely covered with point defense turrets in an unorganized manner.

Then, it was submerged in the dense firepower network woven by the Guardian point defense and heavy anti-aircraft guns.

Chapter Master "Sarafu" of the Crimson Upstarts had just escaped from a greenskin war engine. At this moment, he was standing on the Cambridge of the Sword of Redemption strike cruiser, and witnessed this magnificent space fireworks show in amazement together with his wounded battle brothers who had just returned.

They had never seen such a magnificent and majestic warship. Even the Red Tear, the Glorious Queen-class battleship that had once served as the Primarch's mount and the flagship of the Ninth Legion, looked thin and short compared to such a behemoth.

Looking at the huge gun barrel of the Lost Truth that occupied one-third of the ship's volume, Chapter Master Saraf felt fortunate - this was not an enemy ship.

An unfamiliar signal was connected to the sound array communication channel. It was not an electronic intrusion, but a normal access to a secure frequency band that was dual-certified by the Military Affairs Department and the Mechanicus.

Above the track, a colossus hangs high.

The Ring of Destruction slowly turned, and a young but firm female voice was connected to the helmets of every warrior of the Crimson Upstarts and Iron Wanderers:

"According to the order of the Star-Bombard, the Order of Truth will carry out neutron extermination on the planet Mirafar in 30 minutes. This move will completely cleanse all organic life on the surface of Mirafar. This operation is only aimed at the Death Stalkers, so please ask the Iron Wanderers and the Crimson Upstarts to evacuate your ground forces as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary losses."

"I repeat, the cleansing is about to begin. Iron Wanderers and Crimson Upstarts warriors still on the planet, please evacuate immediately."

Lysitia's voice slowly fell in the helmets of the Space Marines, causing Captain Saraf and the battle brothers behind him to look at each other in bewilderment. They all looked up at the Ring of Destruction hanging high above their heads, and an inexplicable feeling of absurdity arose in their hearts.

"Neutron...annihilation?"

In space, the melee with the greenskins continued, although the battle formation was cut into pieces by the frequently fired arcs, allowing the Colossus' escort fleet to gain the upper hand. But the scale of these orcs was too large after all, and even without a leader, they were still a huge threat.

The torpedo fleet and carrier-based aircraft engaged in fierce firefights with the orc ships that attempted to board them in the airspace around the Ring of Ruin. From time to time, a few small green-skinned speedboats would break through the guardian's point defenses and brutally crash into the broad side of the main battleship - and then smash themselves to pieces.

The orcs' savage and always successful boarding mission was defeated on the Unfinished Business. Even if they could penetrate the shield and point defense system with their physical bodies and directly attack the battleship, the zero-element armor with every neutron locked by graviton manipulation technology was not a material that could be physically penetrated. It was not enough.

As the battle became increasingly chaotic, the Iron Haunters and Crimson Upstarts used teleportation beacons to recall their respective support teams on the ground. They also tried to contact the Death Stalkers to evacuate together, but found that the corresponding communication channels were blocked for some reason.

The imperial defenders on the orbital defense turrets were still immersed in jubilation. Some shed tears and praised the mercy of the God-Emperor, choked with sobs for the arrival of the miracle ship, and some felt sincerely grateful that their hometown was finally saved.

In an atmosphere filled with gratitude and excitement, the 30-minute countdown came to an end.

The seemingly eternal rotation of the Ring of Destruction paused slightly, and the pale light gathered in the center of the ring was dazzling and restrained. With an ear-piercing extinction alarm, a beam of light that cleansed everything poured down.

The gun hanging high in the dome had already been lowered, and the neutron radiation plume that submerged everything swept across the entire planet starting from Mirafa's largest city. The towering spires in the hive city and the steel factories emitting billowing black smoke did not collapse under the seemingly destructive plume, and they remained intact.

But in the shelter beneath the hive, in the shack above the wilderness;

From rodents crammed into small spaces, to Marines who failed to evacuate in time;

Even every single-celled algae that exists in the water of this planet, and the dry viruses floating in the atmosphere...all life forms are collapsing in their most essential form.

Of the 944 billion people in the empire on the industrial world of Mirafar, more than a dozen died of starvation, and countless more were killed in the invasion of orcs... The remaining approximately 900 billion civilians were killed along with the Death Stalkers by the neutron plume that swept across the planet.

Too many lives were lost in this instant, and the painful wails that echoed eternally in the sea of ​​souls were suddenly filled with a terrifying gap.

Such rational slaughter would not be sanctioned by any form of spiritual entity, nor provide emotional energy to any of the Chaos Gods.

Perhaps many people would think that venting anger in this way is too extreme, but in the eyes of the Order of Truth, this should be called efficient.

An absurd mood spread across the orbital defense line that was not affected by the neutron plume. The imperial soldiers, who had been grateful for the arrival of the savior a moment ago, looked up blankly at the colossus hanging high above their heads.

An indescribable feeling of heaviness made their chests feel as if a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds was pressing down on them, so heavy that they almost felt like they were suffocating.

"Aren't you guys here to rescue us?"

"I have no obligation to save anyone."

On the colossus, the mechanical angel calmly issued an order: "The cleaning mission is completed. Continue to execute the instructions issued by the administrator - start cleaning the battlefield."