Warhammer: Emperor's Ravenbringer

Chapter 96: Human Emperor vs. Orc Warlord
The First Expeditionary Fleet was originally planned to head to the Satar system.

Meet up with Fleet No. 40 and Fleet No. 52.

Carry out a battle of belonging in the Ades star cluster and wipe out the rampant alien pirates there.

A sudden warp storm disrupted the First Fleet's arrangements.

Under normal circumstances, the Emperor would use his power to calm the warp storm.

But at that time, the Emperor was in the laboratory.

We are busy with the localized technological transformation of the Marvel Universe and don’t have time to resolve this issue.

The First Expeditionary Fleet could only temporarily leave the subspace and return to the real universe.

It happened to appear near an unknown galaxy.

Crashed head-on into the greenskin's WAAAAGH expeditionary fleet.

When the greenskins spotted the First Fleet, they cheered excitedly.

"WAAAAAGH!"

"WAAAAAGH!"

The escort fleet rushed straight towards the First Fleet like mad barbarians.

Like a raging tide, it will completely submerge them.

Considering that the area is located at an important subspace current node.

If given up, the greenskin army will wreak havoc on every sector of the new empire.

After consulting the Emperor, the First Fleet chose to confront the enemy head-on.

The Emperor's Grand Plan.

The Emperor and the Primarchs emerged from the laboratory and stood on the bridge.

Dense data projections float around them.

The vast number of runes showed how exaggerated the number of enemies was.

The ship's communication channel was filled with a never-ending strange howling sound.

"Are they crazy?"

Guilliman's face was grim.

He had never faced an enemy like this before.

Their voices are full of desire for war and longing for killing.

It seems that war is not a cruel thing, but just a kind of entertainment to kill time in an empty life.

"It's actually the Happy Greenskin. We're in trouble this time!!"

Raven identified the enemy from the shabby ships.

"Mr. Raven, do you know the identity of the enemy?" Dorn turned around and asked after hearing Raven's words.

"I can read the information of the universe. If I am given enough time, I can know everything." Raven said, "Do you want to know the information of the enemy?"

Dawn nodded, "Yes, please tell us, Mr. Raven."

The raven stared at Dorn, and Dorn stared at the raven.

The man and the crow just stared at each other.

"Stubborn stone?" Raven asked tentatively.

"Mr. Raven, why don't you say anything?" Dorn asked sincerely.

Raven: “.”

A stubborn stone is a stubborn stone.

There is a reason why this guy was disliked in his original destiny line.

Do you understand the ways of the world? !
"Mr. Raven, these are the latest fries and ketchup delivered from Macragge. They are all brand new flavors."

Guilliman on the side took out French fries and ketchup like a magic trick and placed them in front of Raven.

The raven nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good, very good, little Roboute is very conscious!"

Dorn: “.”

These two damn corrupt elements!!
After showing off a few French fries, Raven began to talk to the Primarchs about the greenskins.

"These green-skinned orcs are the war creations of the ancient race - the Old Saints. Their reproduction method is very unique. They do not need to mate or lay eggs. Instead, they continue to divide their spores like plants."

"As long as you plant one greenskin on a planet, you can harvest the greenskin of the entire planet next year."

Raven's humorous words gave the other Primarchs a sense of the picture.

"Is the fertility of this race so exaggerated?" Sanguinius asked curiously.

Raven explained: "It's more exaggerated than you think. Even if you carry out an extinction-level attack on a planet, as long as a few spores remain, they will definitely come back."

"The green-skinned orcs have a lot of pre-programmed technical knowledge and learning modules in their genes. As long as they are stimulated externally, they can quickly advance their technology tree."

"That is to say, if you are in the industrial age, it will be in the industrial age, and once you enter the space age, it will enter the space age before long."

"More importantly, they have WAAAGH force fields."

"WAAAAAGH force field? Mr. Raven, what is that?" Guilliman looked at Raven, hoping to get an answer.

"WAAAAGH force fields are just thoughts interfering with reality. They don't require psionic energy to be drawn from the warp."

"As long as enough greenskins gather together, they can create a powerful WAAAAGH force field."

"Through this force field, the greenskins can release spells that are no less powerful than the psychic power of the warp and interfere with the real world."

"Their technological equipment does not need to completely comply with the laws of real physics. Even if there are some errors or omissions, they can be supplemented by the WAAAAGH force field."

"The more greenskins there are, the stronger the WAAAGH force field will be, and the wider the scope of the rules that can be distorted will be."

"More importantly, as long as the number of greenskins is large enough, they can give rise to warlords, or even emperors, and other war individuals with terrifying combat power."

"This kind of enemy is indeed difficult to deal with," Dorn said. "Don't they have any weaknesses?"

Raven shook his head. "There is no other way except to crush them with absolute force."

"They have no fear of war and death, and there is no such thing as surrender."

"On the contrary, they are very belligerent and are happy as long as they can start a war."

Raven's words made the Primarchs look at each other in bewilderment.

Just by listening to Raven's description, you can feel how difficult the greenskins are.

"About to make contact with the enemy."

The intelligence chief, who was connected to a large number of data cables, shouted.

The matrix-like device hummed around him.

The holographic image suspended above the bridge was constantly refreshing, spreading, and then refocusing.

Military commanders looked at the holographic screens, quickly interpreting the markings and abstract data.

The tactical logic regulators implanted in their brains divert and correct their thinking.

Allowing their brains to process huge amounts of information and data.

"Prepare to fire. All ships should remain maneuverable and lock onto the approaching ships."

"Load all the artillery platoons and prepare for salvo fire. Throw out the void mines and create trap belts."

"Prepare the bow gun to fire forward. Turn the light spear to maximum power. The Nova gun crew confirms the firing plan and awaits new orders."

The Emperor gave his orders in an orderly manner.

Activity on the command deck became more frequent.

The fleets of both sides were getting closer.

Those ships that were originally just black dots gradually grew bigger and expanded.

Soon, people will be able to see enemy ships clearly with the help of optical equipment.

The green warships looked tattered and covered with signs of rust.

Some ships also emit black smoke from their sterns.

No two green-skinned starships are alike.

They are not industrial products at all.

The surface of the bloated ship was crammed with various rickety-looking devices.

Some of the devices have a distinctly human style, while others are the creations of alien races.

The greenskins absorbed and stole the technologies of various races, mixing them into a hodgepodge.

The Mechanicus' assessment of these warships is that it is absolutely impossible to start them.

But the greenskins used unimaginable mechanical wizardry to bring these broken pieces of scrap metal back to life.

Located in the core area of ​​the Greenskin Fleet, there is a magnificent war moon that astounds everyone who sees it.

It is as large as a planet and has generated its own gravitational field due to its own mass.

The surface is a mosaic of overlapping, intertwined masses of dissolved debris and interconnected metal plates.

It looks like a giant, half-rusted clock structure.

Or some toy planet with the shiny paint wiped off to reveal its inner workings.

The rugged steel mountain is covered with astonishingly large railguns, close-in defense guns, and dense mine protection belts.

The engine cowling, several kilometers wide, is firmly fixed in the bedrock.

The first victim of the fighting soon appeared.

A bloated green battleship was hit by a plasma beam.

The macro cannon shell hit the bloated rear end of the ship, detonating the energy pile.

The battleship was broken in the explosion, and the violent explosion swept the wreckage in all directions.

The bow was torn off the gun deck and air poured out of the exposed hull.

Debris scattered, flames devouring the oxygen trapped in the wreckage, flaring up and dying out in the blink of an eye.

"Enemy ship sunk." The detection technician's report echoed throughout the bridge.

The Emperor stood in front of the holographic screen on the command platform, watching the death of his enemies in silence.

He had already put on the armor with the golden double-headed eagle.

A finely crafted sword and pistol were strapped to his waist.

The void battlefield quickly turned into a killing field.

The muzzles of the huge ship's guns flashed and fired shells the size of shipping containers.

The vastness of the void became a deadly thicket of lasers and spears.

Every time the shield on the ship turned from dark to bright, powerful energy beams and explosive flames would dissipate.

The energy aftermath released by the fierce battle disrupted the magnetic field.

The ship's secondary systems and communication channels were filled with noise.

The Emperor's Grandeur rushed to the front, acting as the spearhead, breaking through the greenskin fleet's defenses with unstoppable force.

Its broadside guns projected overwhelming fury, converging into a barrage of hell that was too intense to look at.

Several ancient giant warships rolled and struggled in this curtain of death, and finally succumbed to death.

The energy pile exploded, and the bright fusion light seemed to have given birth to a new star.

Countless orc corpses were thrown out from inside the ship, like mature fungi spewing spores.

The battleship's nova guns also began firing.

The size of the Nova shell is extremely exaggerated, with a diameter of more than fifty meters.

The length is longer than some small ships in the war zone.

They are accelerated to the speed of light in an instant.

The payload of each one is enough to easily kill a giant battleship.

As the Nova Cannon was fired, exploding balls of light filled with extreme energy and raw destruction appeared on the battlefield.

Under the Emperor's command, the warships adjusted the distance between each other with a high degree of tacit understanding, advancing and retreating as a whole.

The number of greenskin warships far exceeded that of the First Fleet, but the Emperor maximized his advantage.

Cut the enemy like an art, and use superior forces to eat up the enemy's isolated troops bit by bit.

However, the number of enemies was too great.

When the Empire's warships rushed into the greenskin fleet, the greenskin plunderers could no longer suppress their desire for battle.

Either ignite a crudely made jetpack or board an Imperial warship in a tattered landing craft.

"Warning, enemies have entered deck 32."

"Warning, the void shield generator in the C-54 area on the side is overloaded and the shield fails."

"Space fluctuations detected, the enemy is teleporting."

A series of alarms echoed through the bridge.

The green orcs broke into the Emperor's Grand Plan and wreaked havoc in every sector.

The Primarchs left the bridge and led their troops to suppress the green-skinned Orks who had boarded the Emperor's Grandeur.

"We have far fewer ships than they do." Raven communicated with the Emperor through his mind. "If we continue this void war, we will surely lose. What are you going to do, big guy?"

"We must first capture the leader," said the Emperor. "We can win if we destroy the War Moon."

Raven looked at the war moon surrounded by densely packed warships, and a series of black lines appeared on his forehead.

"Big guy, there is no way we can break through the enemy's defenses and destroy that war moon."

"This is not the Super God Universe. Even if we implant a genetic engine, it will be difficult to destroy so many enemy ships."

The rules are different in every universe.

In the Super God Universe, the genetic engine can enable humans to possess powers that surpass those of gods.

Destroying a battleship is as easy as eating and drinking.

But in other universes, this kind of creation is not so powerful.

The Primarchs who have been implanted with the latest version of the genetic engine do have the ability to blow up warships with their bare hands.

But faced with so many green warships, they had to temporarily avoid the attack.

The Emperor shook his head. "We do not need to break through the enemy's lines. Once we get close enough, this ship can deliver us to the surface of the War Moon."

The Emperor's Grand Plan carries technology from multiple universes.

Even without penetrating the opponent's protective force field, the assault troops can be teleported to the surface of the war moon.

"What a crazy battle plan," Raven sighed, "It fits your arrogant character as always."

"You have no objection?" The Emperor looked at the raven.

"What's there to object to? Let's all WAAAAGH." Raven shouted, then remembered something and asked, "How do you plan to destroy the war moon?"

"Go in and destroy their energy stack." "Big guy, your plan is too thorough."

Raven gave insincere praise.

"We have no choice," said the Emperor. "If we cannot win, then we must be defeated. The Greenskin Army will march straight into the borders of the new Empire. That will be a terrible disaster."

Once the greenskins spread, the consequences will be disastrous.

Worlds would be overrun by greenskins, unable to support the Great Crusade.

Under the command of the Emperor, the First Expeditionary Fleet cut deep into the enemy's void defenses like a delicate scalpel and approached the War Moon.

However, as the Imperial fleet approached the War Moon, it encountered a gravity storm.

The war moon is too big.

It must have unique gravity field technology to support its interstellar navigation and approach those celestial bodies to carry out conquest.

The operator of a war moon only needs to slightly modify the parameters of the gravity field.

It can create a violent gravity storm.

Several Imperial ships were torn apart in the storm, and horrific explosions illuminated the dark void.

But the Emperor's Grandeur still successfully crossed the crazy gravity storm and reached an area where it could be teleported.

During this time, the First Expeditionary Fleet attempted an orbital bombardment.

However, the huge cannons that were powerful enough to flatten several cities could only leave slight scars on the rusty surface.

The magma bombs and mass weapons that could tear apart the entire continent were detonated in mid-air before they even landed.

The deadly radiation from the Destroyer's nukes dissipated into the void.

The half-life, which originally lasted tens of thousands of years, was shortened to just a few hours.

After confirming that the War Moon could not be destroyed from the outside, the Emperor began to work on boarding it.

The five primarchs Sanguinius, Guilliman, Dorn, Curze, and Alpharius, as well as the royal guards such as Valdor, will join him.

"Prepare for mass teleportation," the Emperor ordered.

The Mechanical Sage, together with many priests, began to debug the transmission equipment and set parameters.

"Father, why don't you leave this matter to us brothers?"

Sanguinius made his proposal to the Emperor.

"There must be enemies on the war moon. If anything happens to you, it will be an unbearable pain for the empire."

The Emperor shook his head. "Only if I personally take action can I hope to win this matter."

"Mr. Raven, what do you think?" Sanguinius looked at the raven on the Emperor's shoulder and asked for his opinion.

"The big guy is right. He is the only one who can win this boarding mission." Raven said, "The War Moon is protected by a WAAAGH force field. Even if you have implanted a genetic engine, you don't have the power to destroy it."

"Is the WAAAGH force field so terrifying?" Dorn asked. "We also killed a lot of those green-skinned enemies. They just look stronger than ordinary aliens."

Raven asked the imperial guards to take out a captured orc musket.

The size of the musket is exaggerated, and various heads are carved on it, with snow-white teeth embedded in it as decoration.

"Just like this musket, if it is judged by our standards, it is substandard and may not even be able to fire."

"But it can be used in the hands of the orcs, and it is very useful. The same is true for the War Moon. It is no longer a simple real creation, but a conceptual existence."

"The gene engines in your bodies may not work under the influence of the idealistic force field of WAAAAGH. Only the big guy can do it himself to ensure that everything goes well."

"It would be great if humans could also have this kind of force field." Guilliman sighed, "In that case, the more humans there are in the Empire, the stronger it will be."

The emperor looked thoughtful.

Guilliman's words obviously touched him.

If the WAAAAGH force field can be applied to humans, the prospects are indeed very good.

"Let's not talk about this for now." The Emperor said, "Let's deal with the current enemy first."

"The transmission device has been charged and the parameters have been set." The Mechanical Sage announced simultaneously in binary and Terran.

"Begin." The Emperor gave the order.

There was a blinding white light, and then a dizzying feeling of dislocation.

When the teleportation light faded and everything returned to normal, they had already set foot on the surface of the War Moon.

Thousands of greenskins roared at the Imperial soldiers who arrived without warning.

Rusted armor was fastened to their limbs with straps and studs.

Each one is over four meters tall, giving off a very oppressive feeling.

The war broke out.

The Emperor and his men advanced along the broad road, slaughtering people along the way.

Destroy those generators, artillery pieces and ammunition depots.

The roar of bombs being fired continued one after another.

Their firepower was so fierce that the greenskins either stumbled and fell or were blown to pieces.

The enemy's bodies were scattered on the ground, incomplete and numerous.

They were moving very fast but were eventually stopped.

The orcs seemed endless, putting them in a tough battle.

The warriors fought with all their might, hacking at their bodies with their swords and crushing their heads with their fists.

But the enemies still kept coming.

Sanguinius charged forward with a spear and a sword in hand.

Sometimes, he would flap his wings, carry his enemies high into the sky, and then throw them down hard.

Sometimes, he would slam down from a high altitude and use the impact to send his enemies flying.

When the fight was in full swing, an orc leader came in front of him.

It was three times as tall as the Sanguinius and wider than a battle tank.

It has implanted thick steel limbs and holds a battle axe covered with a strange force field.

Sanguinius activated the Blood Engine, intending to destroy the enemy.

[The target is a beast-like life form, the judgment procedure has been initiated]

[Judgment failed, encountering interference from an unknown force field]

Sanguinius looked at the prompt with a brief look of surprise.

The WAAAAAGH force field on the enemy is too terrifying.

Even a genetic engine that can distort the laws of reality cannot wipe out these terrible guys.

Realizing that those methods would not work, Sanguinius decided to resort to the most primitive means.

He flapped his wings, holding a sword and a spear, and rushed towards the enemy.

The long sword blocked the opponent's battle axe, making a sound of metal clashing.

The spear collided with the opponent's steel appendage, making a roaring sound.

The orc leader let out an animalistic roar, intending to completely overwhelm Sanguinius with his strength and win the duel.

"Don't think that just because you are bigger, you can beat me in strength."

Sanguinius also growled, and pushed back the opponent's axe little by little.

Finally, Sanguinius's spear pierced the beast's chest.

However, the opponent did not fall down, but instead showed a ferocious smile.

It grabbed Sanguinius by the wing.

The core in the chest burst out with a star-like light.

It's going to explode!!
Realizing this, Sanguinius struggled desperately to escape the explosion.

boom!
There was a deafening explosion.

A dazzling, short-lived sun slowly rose above the horizon.

The horrific shock wave swept through everything, destroying all greenskin lives nearby.

Sanguinius flew out with black smoke. Now he was facing the explosion at close range.

Even the original body implanted with the genetic engine would find it difficult to bear.

[Start the life recovery program and repair the damaged parts]

As soon as the genetic engine started working, the orcs rushed over.

Intending to beat the fallen Sanguinius into a pulp.

At this moment, the raven suddenly appeared.

The terrifying psychic energy shock spread out from him, blowing away all the green-skinned orcs nearby.

Then, a force surged into Sanguinius' body, allowing him to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The charred feathers fell off and snow-white, shiny feathers grew back.

The tattered armor hummed and sent out psychic signals, and the mysterious machinery inside began to repower and begin incredible self-repair.

The damaged area is flowing with light and begins to grow rapidly again.

Sanguinius felt his body recovering and was somewhat surprised at Raven's ability.

The presence of the other party is equivalent to having immortality on the battlefield.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Raven."

"It's just a small matter. Little angel, please be more careful next time!" said the raven.

"Don't worry, I have learned my lesson." Sanguinius nodded and flapped his wings again to rush towards the enemy.

boom!
The raven's body turned into air flow and slowly dissipated in the air along with the sound.

When he appeared again, he appeared beside Guilliman who was in a tough battle, replenishing his strength and repairing his armor.

"Hold on, don't go to the ICU."

The raven's words left Guilliman speechless, and his anger towards the green-skinned orcs became even more violent.

After performing a wave of gold medal roaming operations to assist his teammates, Raven returned to the Emperor's side.

The Emperor's power is endless. He holds a flaming sword and sweeps away all enemies.

Just slash at them randomly and the green-skinned orcs will fall down in groups.

One psychic impact can turn hundreds of enemies into dust.

Under his leadership, the assault team went deep into the heart of the war moon.

It was an extremely large spherical room filled with complex alien machines.

A ball of energy as big as the sun was suspended in the center of the sky.

Its surface was surging with boiling and violent ion flames, and countless forked silver flames extended outward.

This is the core of the War Moon, and it is also the embodiment of the WAAAAGH power of those greenskins.

Destroying it would destroy the entire war moon, causing it to disintegrate and collapse.

A huge beast warlord was stationed there with his elite troops.

It was as if it had already guessed the true purpose of the Emperor and his entourage, and was waiting for them here on purpose.

It has a head like a huge rock, long tusks like a giant elephant and sharp teeth like chisels, which are still clearly visible even through the steel helmet. Its pair of dark red eyes are full of evil and cunning.

Its massive body is embedded with several giant mechanical appendages, each of which is a deadly weapon.

Each mechanical appendage has its own destructive power.

Plasma beam, pulse wave, gravity, frost, lightning, fire.

"I'll deal with him myself."

The Emperor passed the Custodians and charged at the massive beast-warlord.

Others were engaged in a melee with the beastly warlord's elite minions.

Heavy artillery roared and electric claws hissed.

The Beast Warlord's offensive was impenetrable and never stopped for a moment.

The terrifying WAAAAGH force field formed a shield on the surface of the Beast Warlord, blocking all attacks directed at him.

A stunning battle broke out between the Emperor and the terrible beast warlord.

His laurel wreath was burnt to ashes, his cloak was charred.

There were several times when he was almost pierced by the opponent.

But in the end, the Emperor won.

He swung his sword and cut off the beastly warlord's head.

Then, an unimaginable amount of spiritual energy gathered.

Explosive light burst out from the body of the Lord of Mankind from the inside out.

It was as if a sun was being born within the Emperor's body.

The Primarchs also had to cover their eyes, with expressions of shock on their faces.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that the Emperor's power was so terrifying.

This all-destructive force is enough to completely wipe out all existence from all levels.

The Emperor used this power to completely obliterate the beastly warlord.

Then he tore a warp rift in the core room and threw the energy core of the war moon into the high sky.

After doing this, the Emperor shouted to the others.

"retreat."

The Emperor's Grand Plan, which had been prepared long ago, locked the coordinates of all of them.

With a flash of bright light.

Everyone was teleported back.

The war moon began to disintegrate and collapse.

The subspace is like a black hole, swallowing everything it can touch.

The green-skinned ships nearby were pulled by the terrifying suction force and fell towards the disintegrating war moon, or were swept away by the terrifying shock waves released, rolling uncontrollably like fallen leaves in the wind.

The Emperor and Raven were teleported back and stood on the bridge of the Emperor's Grandeur, watching the war moon go to destruction in grief.

"We have won the victory." Sanguinius said with emotion standing behind them.

"No, this is just the beginning." The Emperor shook his head. "I am afraid that the vast stars have already given birth to an unimaginable greenskin empire. What we have encountered may only be the tip of the iceberg."

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