Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 725 The Doomed Battle of Cardia
Mandeville is just ahead.

Neos convened the final alliance meeting.

What is the current situation of the battle at the front?

The constant pressure led him to violate his principles and use a precognitive ability.

The predicted outcome was despairing.

"The outcome of the battle in Cardia rests on the Central Continent team," he said in a hoarse voice.

“Are you saying we have no chance of stopping the Black Legion?” Arcus shouted.

"Then why should we go?!"

"Isn't adding our fresh troops enough?" Gunnir asked.

“To those high and mighty evil gods, we are not extraterrestrials; they know our information.” Neos’s tone became even colder.

"They also know how strong the Zhongzhou team is and how capable they are of changing the course of the battle."

"If they want to win the Battle of Cartier, they must completely detonate Cartier before the Middle Continent team arrives, creating chaos so that they can truly enter the physical universe."

"Otherwise, if the Central Continent Team blocks the Gate of Fear, their plans in reality will be completely unbalanced."

"The Celestial Team and the Demon Team have been keeping a low profile, they must be planning something against the Central Continent Team, and they are very likely to be involved in the Battle of Kadia!"

"They're going to be traitors?!" Gunnir exclaimed in shock.

Maya said in a complicated tone, "I'm afraid I have no stance whatsoever when it comes to gods and demons."

"After all, the Supreme God did not define our stance."

“That’s right. If you have a strong enough ability to protect yourself, then cooperating with Chaos is a very cost-effective thing.” Neos swallowed a piece of chocolate.

"After all, they are the strongest, while the reincarnators only need to worry about themselves."

"The humans here are just NPCs to us."

"Then why doesn't the Central Continent team side with Chaos?" Maya asked.

“They clashed before, and Chaos lost,” Neos said.

"However, even without a confrontation, the Central Continent team will not ally with Chaos."

"The strongest can only become the enemy."

"Otherwise, what would be the point of the gods and demons descending early to seize the initiative!"

"You actually think that just one Central Continent team, with at most twenty people—" Arcasius asked in bewilderment, "can change the scale of the Battle of Cardia?"

Neos said confidently, "On this sand table that is often at the cosmic level, those who can influence the overall trend of the world are at least at the fourth level."

"Moreover, compared to their strength, they also have powerful support capabilities."

If two thousand Astartes held the Lonely Mountain, how many Astartes would it take to hold Cadia?

“But…” Gunnir raised the God Watch.

"182 days left."

"Can we hold out that long?"

Gunnir fell silent.

Even though wars spanning galaxies can easily last for years, now that I think about it, could they really drag it out for more than a hundred days?

"Everyone is racing against time," Neos said calmly.

"We are, and so is chaos."

“But they have a greater advantage, and we cannot, after all, represent the empire itself.”

"That makes me feel a lot of pressure," Gunnil said with a wry smile.

"I feel like we have absolutely no chance of winning."

“That’s why I scattered you to different planets,” Neos said.

"Don't put all your eggs in one basket; we must leave room for hope."

"You mean to leave hope for the Central Continent team?" Maya asked.

Neos curled the corners of his mouth slightly: "Even if we all die, we must leave the intelligence to the Central Continent Team."

"You're being far too pessimistic before the war has even started," Arcus sneered.

“Just a rational analysis.” Niels took another bite of chocolate.

“You haven’t faced the evil gods, so you don’t know how powerful they are.” The blue light in Neos’s eyes intensified.

After arriving in this world, he could clearly feel the psionic energy beginning to surge.

Tzeentch's soul has naturally been obliterated by the Supreme God, and it is impossible for him to return to the High Heavens to be reborn.

However, the immense psychic energy he left behind still belongs to the etheric energy with the concept of Tzeentch in this world.

Even Neos is still surprised that Tzeentch hasn't found him yet.

So many years have passed.

Some things are better left unthought; the more you think about them, the more frightened you become.

Nils had already grasped the principles of confronting Tzeentch.

He could either surpass him intellectually, which he knew he was far from capable of; only Chu Xuan in the multiverse could achieve that.

Either don't care about the consequences and just go for it.

Chu Xuan, I wonder if I'll be able to repay the favor I owe you this time.

"Admiral Neos, approaching Mandeville point," the captain's voice rang out.

Neos shook off the jumbled thoughts in his mind.

"Geller position power set to maximum."

"The real war has begun!"

boom!
The entire fleet sailed out of Mandelville Point, but when they saw the scene in the real universe, no one cheered.

Everyone's throats seemed to be blocked by something.

What appeared before everyone's eyes was a blood-red starry sky, with countless warships exploding silently like fireworks.

What they saw: the Empire and the Orcs fighting side by side!

This is even more unbelievable than the fall of Cadia.

The Black Fleet, which had already cornered the remaining Imperial Navy fleet, was then attacked from behind by the Orcs.

A large number of Killer Cruisers, Terror Cruisers, frigates, and attack ships surrounded a planetary fortress, piercing the rear of the Chaos Fleet like a sharp blade, greatly alleviating the crisis in Cardia.

Neos breathed a sigh of relief.

The orc forces were an unexpected boon to Beibing. He had only intended them to be a surprise force to change the outcome of the battle, but he never expected that they would arrive at the battlefield even faster than he and his men.

Subspace is a real nuisance.

That asteroid was built by the orcs based on the battle moon from the Beast Wars. Although it wasn't quite that exaggerated, it was still a celestial-level warship, and for a time the black fleet had no chance against it.

But there are too many, far too many. There are countless chaotic warships near the Cardia system.

"Alpha coordinates, commence the battle!" Neos shouted.

In an instant, a large number of light spears and torpedoes were launched. In front of the powerful support force of hundreds of warships, a single salvo destroyed more than a dozen Black Legion cruisers.

The Black Legion remained calm, seemingly fully aware of the arrival of the support fleet.

Numerous squadrons emerged from the wreckage and began attacking the main fleet from all directions.

Neos looked unwell; he hadn't expected the decisive battle to come so quickly.

Even though he had informed the imperial high command in advance and used all his connections to urge support for Kadia, resulting in the garrison in Kadia being more than five times larger than originally expected, the strength of the Black Legion had also increased by more than five times.

Based on current information alone, there's the Plague Fleet, the Red Pirates, the Oathbreakers...

Almost every named and recognized chaotic force has arrived.

Most importantly, the two Blackrock Fortresses crushed one Imperial Navy warship after another.

Even though Neos brought more than a hundred warships, it was like a drop in the ocean at this moment.

This is a war far beyond the level of the Apocalypse.

The Empire poured a significant portion of its resources into the war, even enlisting the help of the traditionally hostile orcs. Chaos, however, also mobilized almost its entire force. Numerous Chaos warbands, regardless of their affiliation with Abaddon, joined the conflict simultaneously.

Furthermore, the Dark Mechanicus, and even a large number of physical demons, have appeared in this area with extremely high warp density.

Niels grew increasingly uneasy, and in a short time, he came to a conclusion.

The battle for Cardia has now entered its decisive stage.

This was completely different from what he had expected.

He originally intended to lead the fleet in guerrilla warfare, trying to distract the Black Legion and delay their decisive battle in Cardia as much as possible.

This will buy time for the Zhongzhou team to arrive.

But now, the battlefield has spread to Cardia's planetary defense perimeter.

Let alone more than a hundred days, it's not even possible to persist for more than a hundred hours.

How to do!
He gritted his teeth and continued to plan the gradual deployment of the warships.

He now sensed that the war was far more brutal than he had anticipated, and that he himself might not survive it.

Chaos's determination was far greater than he had imagined.

"Zhao Mingkong," he called out.

"Do you need me?" Zhao Mingkong also stood by the porthole, looking at the horrific battlefield.

There was no smile on his face.

In a war of this magnitude, unless he transforms into Green Sorrow mode, he cannot change the battlefield situation at all.

Unfortunately, he was only a fourth-tier player.

"Support Cardia! We absolutely cannot let Cardia fall completely!" Nios pointed to the furnace-like planet.

The flickering lights above indicate that a large number of chaotic forces have entered Cardia.

Ground warfare has begun.

“Hey, that’s my specialty. But if you ask me to fight warships, I’m really not that good at it.” Zhao Mingkong flexed his muscles.

“Remember to wear your mental protection device.” Neos looked at him intently.

"Don't listen, don't look, don't think."

"Don't fall into depravity."

"Isn't that obvious?" Zhao Mingkong pouted.

Neos had already stuffed all the portable items and talismans onto Zhao Mingkong.

Moreover, Zhao Mingkong, perhaps because he had been an orc lord for so long, somehow developed a powerful force field protecting him.

In theory, unless the four evil gods personally descend into evil, Zhao Mingkong will not be at risk of falling into corruption.

But that's just theory.

Chaos is the least theoretical concept.

"Are you all alright over here?" Zhao Mingkong asked, looking outside.

More and more Chaos warships have surrounded us.

Some of the Arctic team's teammates are in the orc fleet, while others are still here.

To be honest, Gunnir had staked everything on this; he had no way out.

Neos calmly said, "Kadia is the key to victory or defeat in this war."

"Blackrock Fortress is approaching Cardia's near-Earth orbit."

"Once it gets close to Cardia's near-Earth orbit, whether it amplifies its psionic energy or crashes down directly, it means that this battle has been completely lost."

"Hold onto Kadia! Even if we all die, we still have a chance to win!"

"How do we win? By waiting for heavenly soldiers and generals?"

Zhao Mingkong waved his wristwatch: "But they still have 152 days left!"

The Vengeful Spirit.

Abaddon raised the wristwatch he was wearing on that arm.

"One hundred and fifty-two days left."

"We will definitely win!"

"Typhons, send your Plague Fleet to deal with those greenskins."

Abaddon looked displeased. Everything had been going smoothly for them, but they had been ambushed by the Greenskins, which tarnished his great victory.

Fortunately, it was only the size of an orc lord.

Typhons raised an eyelid but did not agree.

What a joke! Kadia is right in front of us. Now you want me to deal with those lowly orcs?

Abaddon, everyone knows what you're up to!
"Don't worry, as long as I use Blackrock Fortress to strengthen the warp space near Cardia, I can bring not only the Plague Fleet, but even the offspring of the Father of Mercy," Abaddon said confidently.

Now that both Blackrock Fortresses have been deployed, they are already able to influence the Veil, and some weaker demons have appeared and joined the battle.

Upon hearing that his beloved father's son wanted to join, Typhon's expression did not look good.

Everyone knows that he didn't have a good relationship with the father of the Fourteenth Army.

“I understand, I will deal with those greens.” Typhons nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Abaddon was even more satisfied.

Now that he has the upper hand, all the feudal lords have to bow down, and this feeling is just wonderful.

He looked at the furnace-like Kadia, reached out as if to pluck it from his grasp.

"You will be the first step in my great undertaking."

"The next one is Macurag."

"The third one is Terra."

"Father, Commander, I will make the galaxy burn once more!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a massive warship appeared in near-Earth orbit around Cardia.

Abaddon's pupils contracted slightly, and he gritted his teeth, shouting, "Mountain Formation!!"

This creation of the Golden Age, the flagship of the Imperial Iron Fist Legion, has finally appeared on the battlefield.

The Mountain Array had barely appeared when it launched a fierce attack on the Black Legion's Black Rock Fortress, the Eternal Will.

Meanwhile, the massive fleet of the Holy See, which had been summoned by the Great Sage Caul, had also entered the battlefield. Although Mars was not human, it still sent out a considerable number of troops this time.

In an instant, beams of laser light, almost obscuring most of the void battlefield, and powerful, dazzling spears of light were launched from the Empire's ships.

It then slammed heavily into the void shield of the Eternal Will of Blackrock Fortress.

As many of the Black Legion ships orbiting the Cardian were unable to withstand the terrifying firepower from the Mountain Array and the Faith Fleet, they were gradually torn apart into massive, exploding metal wrecks.

As soon as Zhao Mingkong landed and crushed the two Chaos Cans, he saw the blinding light in the sky.

"What is that thing?"

Before he could react, several Astartes combat squads from the Imperial Fist Third Company, along with a number of Cursed Legion soldiers wreathed in terrifying psionic flames, descended upon his vicinity.

Astartes stared at the head of the can of chaos in his hand, and its green skin, and fell silent.

However, the Curse Legion did not launch an attack on Zhao Mingkong, but instead turned around and began to attack Chaos's position.

The Fist of the Empire performed a Sky Eagle salute to Zhao Mingkong and then turned his head as well.

"Wait for me, buddy!" Zhao Mingkong's face became even more excited.

With a single step, it caught up with the Astartes' air backpacks.

He asked the Imperial Fist warriors, "Who are those guys covered in flames?!"

"That feels amazing!"

"After this battle, let them fight me!"

The Imperial Fist brothers exchanged a glance, looking at the green-clad, belligerent youngsters.

It's definitely going to be green!
But are there really green-skinned creatures that look so much like humans?
(End of this chapter)