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Chapter 257 Eribas Captured
The Primarch was provoked by the Green Emperor, and Expedition 47 and the Solar Army were furious.

"Ulak Ulger, in the name of the Emperor, I accept your challenge!"

Loka gave a positive response in its local global broadcast.

The war, which had just been extinguished, reignited.

This time, the human empire is at a significant disadvantage. They cannot outnumber the enemy ships, and their morale is not as high as the greens. Their situation is extremely precarious.

But no one chose to back down.

The Imperial 352nd Regiment quickly assembled, preparing for a decisive battle with the Orks in near-Earth orbit around the planet.

With ample ammunition and ships in the best condition, the 47th Expeditionary Fleet proactively moved to the front lines to engage the Greenskins in close combat.

Although the Word Bearers may defect in the future, at this point in time, their actions are worthy of the titles of Space Marines and Imperial Supermen.

Hundreds and thousands of cannon shells shot out, and the naval gunfire between the two sides was about to erupt. Fireballs and the gleam of ship-borne shields filled the near-ground orbit.

The frigates maneuvered across the battlefield, searching for the enemy's weak points and launching boarding raids.

With the near-ground orbit in complete chaos, both sides unanimously chose to engage in their final battle on the surface.

More than a dozen gunboats flew out from the "Law of Faith," and the giant caliber fighter jets of the "Wolf Blade" took off.

Two groups of people, trailing long jets of friction, plummeted at high speed and crashed into the already ruined imperial city.

Accompanying Loka into battle were elite veterans of the Sawtooth Sun Chapter, with Chief Priest Eribas leading a company stationed in near-Earth orbit.

More than half of Urg's personal guards were deployed. When these behemoths, each over five meters tall, stepped out of the giant clattering fighter jet, a gasp rang out in the internal communication channels of Loka and the Sawtooth Sun.

"By Primarch, why are these orcs so huge?!"

"This is really weird! Why did no one ever tell me that the Orc Emperor was ten meters tall?!"

"Of course, it's because everyone who has seen it is dead..."

"Shut up! Be quiet!"

With a loud shout from the battle group leader, the noisy internal channel quieted down.

Luo Jia looked up at the sky, his gaze lingering briefly on his flagship.

This battle will most likely end in the defeat of the human empire, which will inevitably have to flee the planet in a sorry state.

Loga came up with a way to turn the tide of the battle: find an opportunity to control Urg and have Erebas bomb Urg from near-Earth orbit.

If the first strike fails, retreat immediately.

However, if successful, the prestige gained from beheading the ruler of the Ulanor Orc Empire would completely overshadow the flaws of the unfair duel, earning him an even more illustrious reputation.

Everything was going according to Loga's plan.

But what he didn't know was that this carefully planned scheme was destined to fail.

Not long after he left the "Law of Faith", the special forces lads hiding in the shadows made their move.

Li Nuo hid deep inside the ventilation duct, retrieved raw materials from the fungal warehouse, and hand-crafted a cationic bomb.

Two small explosive grenades were completed, followed by a dozen or so spare miniature cationic grenades.

Li Nuo put away the explosives and checked his weapons and equipment.

After confirming that everything was correct, he opened the system interface and read the archive from space.

In a very short time, consciousness switched, and the scene before my eyes became the bridge of the Wrench, with the space hall of the Ancient Saint Military Fortress visible through the porthole.

The green-skinned cargo ships arrived carrying single crystals, powering the dim, colossal crystal, alongside a dozen green-skinned cruisers and two green-skinned battleships.

Li Nuo pressed the button on the command console, and Crystal's interactive interface popped up.

Current reserves of single crystals: 852 tons.

More than 800 tons of single crystals are enough to activate the functions of the cosmic hall.

With a firm resolve, Li Nuo opened the fleet's communication channel:

"Kids, the high priest just told me that Sharp-Beaked Kid is about to fall into our trap. Everyone, get ready! Anyone who slacks off will be sent to the Internet Graveyard to fight those junkies hand-to-hand!"

"WAAAAGH!"

"Kill that pointy-beaked brat!"

"My greatsword is already itching for a fight!"

The channel was filled with WAAAGH sounds.

Li Nuo quickly added:
"Remember this: capture this bastard named Irebas alive, don't kill him."

Li Nuo posted a picture of Irebus on the public screen, and the boys all agreed.

Li Nuo operated the system interface and switched his consciousness back to "Poison Nail" Yaxen.

The interior of the ventilation duct reappears before our eyes.

Li Nuo took a deep breath of the slightly musty air and officially began the operation.

He activated his bacterial ability—subspace walking—and arrived at the bridge of the "Law of Faith".

Here, he saw Eribas, who was directing the battle.

After the disappearance of Company Commander Cole Fallon, Iribas took over the position of Company Commander and was responsible for guarding the "Law of Faith".

With the combined support of the chief priest and the company commander, Erebas naturally became the fleet's commander.

Irebus will not leave the flagship, nor can it do so.

This situation is somewhat unfavorable for Li Nuo.

The nearby gate to the Internet was not wide enough for the "Law of Faith" to enter.

To put it another way, it's pure wishful thinking for him to control the "Law of Faith" all by himself.

We still need to get Iribas out of the flagship and into a shuttle or a smaller frigate first.

Li Nuo turned and left the bridge, following the pre-planned route to the engine room.

This location is at the intersection of the main keel and secondary keel on the lower deck. The ship's structure is incredibly stable, and it will not collapse even if it is directly bombarded by a large cannon.

A mechanical sage and more than a dozen mechanical priests are responsible for protecting the engine room, while a large number of fighter servants and servo skulls are working and patrolling around it.

Li Nuo can use subspace walking to sneak in here, but the plasma reactor on this ship is not so easy to destroy.

The refined gold shell and inert gas form an independent sealed area, protecting the reactor from all angles.

The sparks and particle beams produced by the explosion of a cation bomb are suppressed by inert gas in the blink of an eye, without causing the slightest ripple.

Destroying the engine and forcing Irebas to leave wouldn't work, so Li Nuo came up with an unconventional solution.

He resorted to a less desirable method: he located the hub of the power pipeline, used brain-freezing techniques to immobilize the mechanical priest, and planted a cation bomb.

"Rumble————"

The cation bomb detonated, and the burst of particle beams pierced the outer shell of the pipeline hub.

A series of chain reactions ensued.

First, the pipeline was suddenly deformed by the enormous internal pressure. Then, the energy center responsible for distributing electrical power crackled, sparked, and spewed black smoke.

A few seconds later, another deafening explosion rang out, and the surging shockwave instantly crushed the surrounding mechanical priests, leaving no survivors.

A piercing alarm sounded from the bridge of the "Law of Faith".

"Lord Erebas! Lord Erebas!" The mechanical priest controlling the Auger Matrix screamed in terror, his voice filled with utter panic.

"The ship's main power hub has exploded! The emergency hub has been activated, but our power output has dropped by 30%! The ship's Void Shield is not functioning properly, the charging progress of the Light Spear array has stalled, and a shell that is in the firing state is stuck in the gun barrel!"

"What?!" Iribas gripped the railing tightly, leaning forward as he shouted.
"Quickly eject that shell stuck in the cannon barrel!"

"The artillery team is working hard..."

"Lord Irebas!" the fire control master shouted.
"The explosion at the main power hub has caused a fire at the stern! I have shut down the nearby compartments, but the flames are spreading to the thrusters through the pipes inside the walls! It is expected that the thruster's cooling chambers will be paralyzed by the flames in ten minutes, the thrusters will overheat in twenty minutes, and the thrusters will explode in thirty minutes!"

"Bang! Rumble—"

A sudden rumbling and tremor interrupted the conversation, and the ribbons and flags on the ceiling swayed violently.

The mechanical priest let out a wailing cry, his voice trembling with sobs:

"Sir, that shell exploded, and the others detonated in the process. A huge hole appeared in the starboard armor plating of the 'Law of Faith.' The ship is badly damaged, and I can hear the machine spirits screaming in agony..."

Irebas staggered, grabbed the railing to straighten up, his pupils trembling uncontrollably.

He couldn't imagine the enormous disaster that the explosion at the main power hub would cause!

With an uncontrollable fire in front and a heavily damaged ship on its side behind, and more importantly, the Primarch Logar Aurelion is fighting the Beast King on the surface!

Without the support of near-Earth orbit, can Loka's plan to decapitate the Beast King still succeed?
What would happen if it failed?

Can I, as both chief pastor and company commander, shoulder such a responsibility?
It would be better to charge into battle and die in the boarding action.

…etc!
Charging into battle?

Killing Urg might offer a glimmer of hope!
Irebas's eyes brightened slightly, his body and pupils stopped trembling, and his gaze became gloomy and harsh again.

"Listen up, everyone. This is destined to be a battle with heavy casualties. Faced with the Orc Emperor's offensive and our own misfortune, we have no way out."

The bridge was completely silent. Everyone looked at the chief priest on the command platform, their eyes reflecting his imposing figure.

Irebas raised his hand and pointed to the holographic screen, which displayed a live video of the duel on the ground:
"Our great Primarch, Logar Aurelion, is waging a brutal final battle. As you have seen, the Beastmaster and his royal guards are ferocious and savage, their armor is so tough, and their fighting power is extremely formidable. Aurelion's loss of near-Earth orbit support is tantamount to plunging into the abyss of death."

Irebas drew his sword from his waist and raised it high:

"I am willing to lead the first company into battle to slay the Beast King and save the Primarch. Now, I need a qualified successor to take over my position."

Irebas pointed to the captain beside him:

"Come forward. I will bestow upon you supreme authority and glory."

The captain excitedly approached, his expression solemn and dignified, and slowly knelt on one knee.

Iribus struck the opponent's shoulder armor with the blade, and finally pressed the blade against the opponent's head:

"In the name of the Primarch, I appoint you as the commander of the 'Law of Faith' and Expeditionary Fleet No. 47..."

"Bang! Rumble—"

Another explosion rang out, and the strong tremor almost made the people who weren't wearing magnetic boots lose their footing.

The Void Shield of the "Law of Faith" was inadequate, and the Warp Barrier flickered. A cannonball struck the ship just as the Void Shield disappeared.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, and the pressure increased dramatically.

Iribus knew things were going badly, so he skipped the authorization process, put on the helmet at his waist, and turned to leave.

"Back to work, I'll go assist the original body now."

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The sound of terracotta boots hitting the floor quickly faded into the distance as a company of elite soldiers, clad in Terminator and precision-engineered power armor, departed.

The bridge erupted in noise again as the new commander shouted orders.

Ignoring the noise behind him, Irebas boarded the gunboat at top speed and led a company of soldiers into battle.

Meanwhile, the Wolf Blade promptly detected the movement of the Law of Faith.

Green-skinned frigates and kata fighters sped over, vying to intercept the Whisperers Company.

The green-skinned soldiers, with their superior maneuverability and firepower compared to gunboats, overwhelmed the First Company. As soon as the two sides made contact, the First Company destroyed four flying vehicles full of veterans.

At this rate, the entire line will be reduced to ashes before it even hits the ground!

Iribus knew the situation was dire; if he didn't leave soon, he would be dragged down to his death in the quagmire.

He glanced at the soldiers of the company following him, made a firm decision, went to the driver's cab, and suddenly pressed the switch to open the hatch.

"Inhale—exhale—exhale—exhale"

The gale raged inside the gunboat, creating a huge pressure difference between the inside and outside, and the two veterans were swept into space by the sudden gust of air.

"Lord Erebas, what are you doing?!"

The four veterans managed to activate the magnetic boots and sealing module in time, barely managing to stand firm in the rapidly cooling and depressurizing environment.

Their response was relentless shooting.

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang————”

The explosive projectile shattered the goggles of two veterans and pierced the knees of two others. All four were either killed instantly or sucked into the vacuum with only half of their thighs remaining.

Irebas closed the hatch and pressed a gun against the pilot's head:

"Get to the 'Watchtower,' quick!"

"Yes, sir." The driver was terrified and could only obey Irebas's orders.

The Watchman is an armed cargo ship with a dozen or so escape hulls capable of short-range subspace travel.

Due to its inertia and extremely small mass, the escape hull jumps into subspace at lightning speed, and even a green-skinned frigate couldn't stop it.

Moments later, the egg-shaped escape ship sailed out of the Watchman and immediately entered the subspace.

A few minutes later, the escape boat randomly "landed" within a 1 light-year radius of the battlefield.

Looking out the window at the tranquil and distant starry sky, untouched by the ravages of war, Irebas slumped back in the driver's seat with a sigh of relief and let out a long breath.

Suddenly, his body stiffened, his eyes went blank, his brain became uncontrollably sluggish, and everything went dark.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he gradually regained consciousness. Several orc boys came into view, and he could hear their noise and laughter.

"Boss, Irebus is awake!"

"Hehe! I caught this stinky shrimp!"

"Bullshit! I was the one who caught him!"

"Yay! I'm going to fight you to the death!"

"Bang bang."

The noisy green car was thrown away by a large hand.

"Gurgle gurgle~ gurgle gurgle~"

A string of bubbles passed before my eyes, and the yellowish-green amniotic fluid rippled.

Irebas looked around in disbelief at the scene before him.

Wasn't he in the lifeboat?
How did it turn into a head soaking in amniotic fluid in the blink of an eye?!
A burly figure stopped in front of the amniotic fluid tank, his cold, indifferent eyes filling Irebas's field of vision:

"Eribus! You bastard! Look me in the eye!"

(End of this chapter)