Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 425: Declare War on Traitors
+Warning, Titan Orbital Drop+
+Warning, please prepare for buffering+
A shrill alarm sounded inside the Titan Corps. Except for the Titan captain who was soaked in transparent liquid, everyone else felt a strong sense of weightlessness.

They all knew that the divine machine they were on was falling to the ground with a devastating force, but no one felt fear. Instead, they were fanatically feeling the roar of the Emperor Titan's antimatter engine and plasma reactor output.

That was the power of Om Messiah, which lifted hundreds of thousands of tons of Emperor-class Titans safely to the ground. The huge plasma tail flame burned the air, and the repulsive field released by the anti-gravity engine counteracted the gravity of the planet, thus achieving an overall balance.

+The Titan Legion, we have arrived+
Amid the dust stirred up by its tail flames, the first Emperor-class Titan took its first steps, causing the land that had just experienced a devastating war to tremble again.

The Fist of Ultramar was the name given by Guilliman to the first Emperor-class Titan produced on Mustafar.

She proudly descended on this human planet, and the gleaming colored glass in the solid castle-like structure further demonstrated her dignity. The numerous weapon platforms could release destructive firepower far exceeding that of any Titan machine.

Emperor-class Titans do not have any melee weapons. Their great bodies only have extreme long-range firepower output. For them, even a single war trample is enough to create a destructive shock wave to destroy the harasser.

For any Titan Legion, the Emperor-class Titan is the absolute core of the Legion. Generally speaking, these behemoths will be stationed in their own forge worlds and worshipped as a stabilizing force.

In addition to the Fist of Ultramar, Lion also ordered the Sun Titan Legion to release two Belligerents that were more focused on fire support to follow behind their sisters. The three Emperor-class Titans walked side by side on the surface of the planet where the war was still burning.

The Lion King was demonstrating his military power to the mortals on the planet, warning them of the power and majesty of the empire and that they must not harbor any blasphemous thoughts.

On the side close to the hive fortress, the dusty Legion of Standing Titans also came to greet their cousins. They were far away from the Sword of Phoenicia and did not suffer much damage under the precise control of the intelligent computer.

However, these divine machines that had just been fighting a bloody battle with the Tiger-Eye Titan Legion had their mechanical coatings covered by the ashes of war and the ashes of the enemy, as if they had just been dug out from the ruins.

Faced with the Emperor-class Titans, the Standouts all swarmed over them enthusiastically. Their Thinker database did not contain the names of these three unfamiliar Om Messiah creations, but that did not prevent them from knowing the other party's position.

There is no doubt that these are reinforcements sent by the empire.

Piloting the warlord-class Titan with a broken arm, Captain Rupert impatiently initiated a communication request to the other party.

"The Standing One welcomes everyone. Please accept my respect, my lords."

"Hail Ohm Messiah, long live the Emperor!"

The Warlord-class Titans looked so petite next to the Fist of Ultramar. These mobile castles were over 160 meters tall and far larger than their tiny cousins.

The pilots of the War Dog-class Titans had to keep some distance away for fear of getting in the way of the Emperor-class Titans and being crushed.

"What a powerful Titan Legion this is. Why is there no information about them in our database?"

Rupert muttered to himself that they had been trapped in the Beta Garmon Cluster for many years, and only when the subspace storm dissipated some time ago did they get in touch with the outside world.

They didn't know what was happening outside, nor did they know about the drastic changes in the distant five hundred worlds, but these Titan legions clearly bore the Ultramarines' Ω Legion emblem and were clearly creations of the Thirteen Primarchs.

"Lower the void shield, quickly, quickly, let the Empire's reinforcements come in."

As the Sun Titan Legion approached the hive fortress where the planetary governor was located, the governor, still in tears, shouted anxiously to his officials and generals.

His eyes were hurt by the strong light, and he had to squint and look at the world blurryly.

"I've already said it before, as long as we can hold on, reinforcements from the empire will surely arrive. Now, as I expected, the traitors have been wiped out." The governor said meaningfully, and the officials and generals around him immediately agreed in fear and trepidation. Some of them had their hearts pounding as if they were extremely frightened.

Just as Ryan had expected, Pullman 4 remained faithful, but that didn't mean its interior was monolithic.

The rebels' methods are never limited to frontal attacks. They are also good at using diplomatic means such as bribery, corruption, and assassination to achieve their desired goals.

The planet Pullman 4 has been under siege for a long time, and the traitors have sent many agents and messengers to lobby for surrender. If the planetary governor had not been a hard-line loyalist who killed his own son to show his position and intimidate everyone, I am afraid that the nobles and officials of the planet would have surrendered long ago.

Ryan destroyed the rebels with the force of thunder and sent out the Flame Sun Titan Legion to demonstrate military power. The deterrent effect of those huge Emperor-class Titans was far beyond the reach of Warlord-class Titans.

If the latter can still make people think of relying on war fortresses and fortifications to resist stubbornly, then the appearance of the Emperor-class Titan is enough to suppress and crush everyone's little thoughts.

She is the true divine machine, the embodiment of the power of Ohm Messiah in the mortal world.

Many officials and nobles who had been tempted and persuaded to surrender by the enemy had made up their minds to immediately send back a message to their families to destroy all evidence.

I cannot let others know that I have ever wavered. The Emperor-class Titan in front of me is the best deterrent.

When the plasma annihilation cannon and hellstorm cannon passed in front of the hive leaders, everyone felt fear from the bottom of their hearts. The densely packed destructive direct-attack missile launchers were a naked declaration of force, telling them that even if the empire fell into civil strife, they would not be able to get into trouble.

"Send a group of Ultramarines to this planet. They need to be better managed and have better defenses."

"This will be our bridgehead in the Beta Garmon Cluster. We must build it into a solid base and purge the necessary personnel. We must not allow any potential traitors to remain dormant here."

Lion said coldly that he and Sanguinius did not have enough offspring to be dispersed to various planets. Only Guilliman, with his large number of sons, was most suitable for this task.

The Ultramarines are best at governing the planet, and Ryan believes that they may be more suitable for shining in the political field than in war.

"Yes, sir, I will arrange it right away." Costwayn responded to the arrangement of the Father of Genes.

A very subtle smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Ryan's mouth, but it disappeared the moment Coswayen looked over.

Both Hou Guin and Red Ross were still inferior to his dear Aka. They were not as considerate as Costwain, and always made him feel unable to be completely satisfied and contented.

"Notify the planetary governors below that I need to mobilize all of their astropaths, along with those from our fleet, to initiate an astropathic communication that can spread to the entire star cluster."

"Tell Horus and the other traitors our location, and tell them that their death is imminent."

Ryan continued, and as he said, the war on Pullman 4 was just an appetizer, a gift to Horus.

He would use large-scale astropathic communications to inform the enemies of the entire Beta Garmon Cluster of his arrival.

The Lion wanted to force Horus to fight him openly. If all the traitor Primarchs could arrive, his strategic goal would be achieved beyond expectations.

In such a grand war at the star cluster level, there is almost no room for conspiracy and intrigue, and both sides compete with each other in terms of hard power and naked conspiracy.

(End of this chapter)