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Chapter 227 Eribas: Doing something big for Comoros

The swamp port area was burned to ruins.

Human forces began landing, deploying defensive shields to block potential ranged attacks from the enemy.

Armed to the teeth, and with drones assisting in their operations, Astragalus soldiers moved through the ruins.

If you encounter any surviving Dark Eldar, shoot and annihilate them.
As for the human slaves who were captured and taken to the Comoros, they were taken back to the camp and awaited resettlement at a later date.

A small squad of a dozen or so Dark Eldar members were fleeing in panic through the ruins.

They encountered a human team responsible for the search.

A conflict immediately broke out between the two sides.

In the past, a few Dark Eldar warriors could easily slaughter an entire human squad.

Because the Dark Eldar are too fast.
Humans clad in armor and wielding laser rifles would be ambushed and slaughtered before they could even fire a few shots.

After Qin Yun initiated the reforms, this situation was reversed.

The current Astral Army is essentially a smaller version of the Astartes.
Wearing thick powered armor, and assisted by the Thinker System and drones,
The shoulder-mounted cannons and the guns and cannons equipped on the armed drones can automatically lock onto the Dark Eldar and fire.

After a fierce battle, at the cost of one dead and one wounded,
The human squad successfully annihilated the Dark Eldar squad.

For the Dark Eldar, who had witnessed the entire battle from the shadows, this was undoubtedly a sign of despair.

In the past, only the Astartes and their elite forces could stand against the Dark Eldar.

Now, an ordinary human squad can fight against them and win by using advanced technology.

Given the size of the human empire, Comoros is doomed to defeat.

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Landing area
A large number of transport ships were constantly taking off and landing.

Transport Imperial troops and building materials to the surface.

Members of the Mechanical Repair Society quickly arranged for the large engineering machinery to work, constructing fortifications and firing positions to further consolidate the occupied area.

At the forefront, the flames of war continue to burn.

After the Black Heart Conspiracy joined the battlefield, they quickly reorganized the defeated Dark Eldar, assembled a new force, and launched a counterattack against humanity.

The infamous reputation of the supreme overlord Victor

Just like a steel stamp imprinted on the minds of those fleeing Dark Eldar,

No one dared to disobey his orders.

"I thought they would suffer a complete rout! I didn't expect them to be able to reorganize."

The commander was somewhat surprised upon receiving the battlefield intelligence.

"What we have captured now is only the tip of the iceberg of Comorian forces. To truly win the victory, we still need to fight a tough battle."

Jujiro frowned as he looked at the towering, densely packed towers in the distance and the dark spirits leaping among the blades of those towers.

To completely defeat the Dark Eldar, at least half of the Comoros need to be destroyed.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Slash! Slash! Slash!" the Arm-Wrist shouted. "Let us offer the Comoros to the God-Emperor."

"Alright, enough talk, split into small teams and go into battle," the War Commander shouted. "No matter what, Comoros must be destroyed."

"We fight for the living, we fight for the dead."

The players, led by the Emperor's Bull and Horse Battle Group, dispersed.

Launch an attack on a valuable target.

Woo! Woo! Woo!
A tremendous bugle call resounded across the battlefield.

The colossal Imperial Titans strode heavily from the transport ship and onto the battlefield.
They all carried huge churches on their backs.
Its size is bulky and enormous, like the Titans from mythology.

Titans represent the pinnacle of human warfare artistry.
They were created for the sole purpose of destruction.

The massive, building-sized thermobaric cannon fired, its scorching beams striking the ground and triggering a series of explosions.
The scale of the event was truly earth-shattering.

Many buildings collapsed or melted under the scorching heat.
Among these Titans, there is also a group of mechs with completely different styles.

It was the Hammer and Scythe battle group, led by Little Fatty, who piloted the original Gundam into battle.
Viking mechs are not suitable for this kind of siege warfare.

Although this mech can be used in both air and ground, it has a very high cost performance.

However, its firepower, agility, and defense are all inferior to those of mechs specializing in ground combat.

Therefore, the players of Hammer & Scythe did not use Viking fighters, but instead controlled the original Gundam to join the battle.

While the Warhammer universe lacks Minovsky particles and Gundanium alloy,
But Doraemon Workshop uses reverse engineering techniques to analyze the space necromancy.
And with Xiling's help, they still managed to develop an active alloy that could be used in mechs.
Lightweight, highly malleable, and capable of self-repair, the first Gundam was born.

Of course, at present, Gundam's combat power is not yet capable of leaping thousands of meters.

It can launch directly from the ground and beat up an orbital fleet.

The original Gundam was at most faster than a similar Titan.

Using neuro-sensory technology, the little fat guy and the original Gundam are perfectly integrated.
The mech, crafted from a robust alloy, became an extension of his limbs at that moment.
His consciousness merged with the mechanical and electronic systems.
It can perceive hundreds of mechanical devices inside the mech without missing a single one.
Until they are perfectly integrated into one's body and under one's control.

He could feel the electrical signals from the gyroscope maintaining his balance.

The subtle adjustments to the joint pistons allowed him to stand steadily.

I could sense the weapon's energy storage module drawing power and converting it into a deadly beam.

All systems are working well.

The machine spirit was also excited about the upcoming battle.

Little Fatty could also see his consciousness divided into several layers within the mecha's sea of ​​data.
Intelligence functions are separated using data manifolds.

In order to better handle various situations.

Mechanical vision replaced his eyes, allowing him to observe the world around him through the mech's optical sensors and ornithometer.

Little Fatty saw the auxiliary troops at his feet, wearing powered armor, with drones hovering above them, buzzing.

Players in Hammer & Scythe share each other's data, making them a unified whole.

"For the glory of the God of Machines."

"For the glory of the God-Emperor."

"Brothers, attack! Burn everything you see!"

The little fat boy's voice was no longer spoken through his lips, but through the mecha's speaker.

"For the Emperor."

"For Nezuko, for the canyon."

"........."

The players cheered excitedly.

With the addition of the Titan Legion and mech forces, the human empire's advantage became even more pronounced.
The Dark Eldar have always been known for their speed.

Moreover, they have been plundering all these years and have never participated in any large-scale battles.

Their tactics and weaponry are geared towards plundering, quick victories, and close-quarters combat.

On such a frontal battlefield, they could not use their previous mobile tactics.
After all, the Comoros were right behind them, and they could only withstand the human offensive.

"Awaken our ancestors."

Seeing the human mechs rampaging across the battlefield and slaughtering their troops, the Blood Maniac Master of the Black Heart Conspiracy, Grumenel, decisively issued an order.

Soon, the giant sculptures standing in the Comoros were awakened.
Their eyes shone brightly, and their bodies, sculpted from spirit bones, surged with immense power.

The long sword in his hand was shrouded in a hazy halo, possessing an ancient artistic beauty.

These tall, slender war engines, like all Eldar creations, were built to be both beautiful and powerful.

It possesses an elegance and beauty rarely seen in human technology.

"Does the Dark Eldar also have Titan units?"

Confusion arose in the heart of the girl with the spiky hair.

“It makes sense that there are Titans; it would be strange if there weren’t,” said September 9. “The Dark Eldar used to be the nobles of the Ancient Eldar Empire, with a much higher status than the Ark Eldar, and they inherited a lot more.”

September 9th's words did not dispel the confusion in Chongtianbian's heart.
"I just haven't seen the Dark Eldar Titan pieces."

Pian Ge also shared his opinion, "The Dark Eldar haven't fought any real battles, they've just been looting everywhere. What would they want the Titan Pieces for?"

"Even the Titans of the Eldar are very cumbersome and require a lot of logistical support."

"If you take them with you when you rob, it'll be hard to escape. You might even get poorer from robbing because you simply can't afford to keep them."

"Haha, that makes sense." Little Fatty wholeheartedly agreed.

Other players in the battle group also started complaining.

"A game is a game, and official lore is official lore. Those guys at GW don't know anything about Warhammer."

"That's quite right."

"By the way, the official GW team has been on vacation. I wonder when the eleventh version will be released."

"Forget about it, GW has probably already been drafted."

"Although there are foreign players, I don't think I've heard of any GWs." "By the way, didn't a few big names from abroad join in the eleventh batch? I heard that the guy who made the Astartes 1 animation joined too."

"........."

While discussing the Dark Eldar Titan units, the players opened fire on the Eldar Titans that had joined the battle.

Missiles and beams rained down on the Eldar Titan, but were blocked by its shield, only causing ripples.

The Eldar Titans also launched an attack, firing a barrage of missiles from behind, their trails of fire streaking across the sky like a shower of petals.
All of them landed on the void shield of a warlord-class Titan not far away.
It also stirred up ripples.

"Volcano Cannon!" The captain of the attacked warlord-class Titan decisively ordered a counterattack.

The firepower of a warlord-class Titan is no joke.

Its firepower is many levels higher than that of the original Gundam controlled by players.

It can easily penetrate shields that players cannot break through.

The laser weapons mounted on the hands of the warlord-class Titan fired like two blazing photon scalpels.

The weapon pierced the chest of the Eldar Titan with perfect accuracy, tearing open its body. From the mangled remains, boiling energy gas, resembling fresh blood, gushed forth.

boom!
An Eldar Titan exploded, the terrifying sound shaking the battlefield.

Cheers erupted from the Imperial army.
A beautiful kill.

Those Dark Eldar were probably dumbfounded.

He gave away first blood right away.

Unfortunately, a short while later, a nimble Eldar Titan severed the leg of a medium-sized Imperial Titan.
Then, he used a long sword to pierce through the cockpit, completely destroying the Imperial Titan.

Immediately following was a deafening explosion.

The Eldar Titan that had achieved the victory pointed its blade at the Empire's Titan swarm, signaling the other Eldar Titans to launch an attack.

"Defend the glory of our people."

A Spirit Race mech spoke in the ancient Spirit Race language.

The drivers among them have been asleep for countless years; some are even remnants of the ancient Eldar empire.

They were born in a time of unparalleled glory for the Spirit Race and were extremely proud of their Spirit Race identity.
Even after the Eldar Empire was destroyed, they maintained an arrogant attitude and looked down on other races in the galaxy.

Now, the first thing I see when I open my eyes is humans attacking the Comoros.

No matter what, it's humanity's fault for daring to attack the Comoros.

As the saying goes, thunder and rain are both blessings from heaven.

As the overlord of the galaxy, whatever he does is a blessing to those inferior races.

"For the God Emperor, for the God of Myriad Machines."

The pilots, shouting slogans, piloted their Titans towards the Eldar Titans.

Their hearts were filled with anger towards the enemies of the empire.
Loyal blood flows through his veins.

A Eldar Titan was speeding along, approaching an Imperial Titan.
With a swift movement, he used the longsword, glowing with psionic energy, to sever the Imperial Titan's joints.
It lost its balance and fell over, making a dull thud.

"A monkey is a monkey, and it can never..."

Before he could finish speaking, the fallen Imperial Titan decisively opened fire, shattering the Eldar Titan's head.

"For the Emperor."

The loyal captain was still shouting joyfully before he was engulfed by the flames.

Having fulfilled my duty, what is there to fear in death?
The players of the Hammer and Scythe Warband are the sharpest blade.
Unable to penetrate the enemy's shields with ranged weapons, they resorted to melee combat.

They held a heavy shield in one hand and a powered spear or a powered greatsword in the other.

With the thrusters on their backs fully engaged, the immense thrust gave them a mobility that ordinary Titans lacked.

This scene left many Eldar Titans completely bewildered.
These mechs are so different from those clumsy Titans!
How could it be so fast?

Their long-range attacks were perfectly dodged by the mechs.
Even attacks that manage to hit will be blocked by the opponent's Void Shield and Heavy Shield.

"Combat marker, focus fire on target A02 first."

"September 9th, you retreat."

"Hey, you with the pigtail, go around to the back and fire at full power."

"........."

Little Fatty calmly and collectedly gave the order.
Players wielding hammers and scythes harvested Eldar Titan forces.

They are faster than the Eldar Titans.

Relying on this advantage, they were able to maneuver at extremely high speeds and eliminate any enemies that fell into their encirclement.

The Dark Eldar, after all, once dominated the galaxy.

Even those that have declined now still possess depth and insight.

They quickly adjusted their tactics to counter the faster-moving First Generation Gundam, while simultaneously having ground troops provide support.

The two sides once again engaged in a fierce war of attrition, fighting tooth and nail.

A Celestial Titan raced forward at breakneck speed.
His long sword slashed through the body of the first-generation Gundam controlled by September 9th.
The sharp blade sliced ​​the high-strength steel body in two.
The cut was bright red and hot, incredibly smooth, as fluid as a red-hot knife slicing through butter.

His upper body crashed to the ground with a terrifying sound, sparks flew everywhere, and engine oil and plasma gas gushed out like blood.

"Your Majesty, I must come and keep you company again."

Inside the driver's seat, disconnected, September 9th slumped in the driver's seat.
A barrage of red warning windows popped up. He touched one, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it.

His head and back are connected by a dense network of nerve cables.
It will take quite a bit of effort to solve this.

In addition, in order to improve combat effectiveness, his mech abandoned most of its survival devices.

Rather than struggling to survive, it's better to have a smoke.

Anyway, he'll be a hero again in a few hours.

I had just taken a puff of my cigarette when the explosion engulfed September 9th.

"revenge."

Little Fatty shouted as he controlled the mecha to run.

He raised his powered spear, crackling with bright arcs of electricity, and charged towards the Eldar mech that had slain September 9th, like an ancient knight.
Before the Eldar Titan could react, its body was pierced by the powered spear.

The massive body disintegrated in mid-air, crashing to the ground and causing a terrifying explosion.

"In the name of the God-Emperor, I hereby grant destruction."

As the Eldar Titan slowly collapsed, Little Fatty roared, his voice booming through the loudspeakers and boosting the morale of the Imperial forces.

He then set his sights on a new target.

[Engine's maximum horsepower propulsion]

As the warning sounded, the first-generation Gundam piloted by Fatty shot towards the target like an arrow.

Due to its excessive speed, astonishing white shockwaves appeared in the air.

Zheng! !

The terrifying sounds of weapons clashing echoed across the battlefield.
Little Fatty's spear was parried by the longsword of an Eldar Titan.

The two sides clashed fiercely, like two Titan gods.

The aftershocks alone destroyed numerous buildings, turning the majestic tower into ruins.

With their phantom-like speed, the Eldar Titans and the human mechs fought fiercely, with the casualty ratio reaching one to one.

Comoros's leadership was plunged into despair.
Because they possessed a small number of Titans, not to mention...
In addition, technology was lost.
It's very troublesome to build.

But the human mechs are like they're free.
One was destroyed, and a few hours later, another one took its place.

Even clones need time to grow.

The mechs of the Human Empire were appearing like they were falling from the sky, spawning rapidly.

Even if Comoros wins this battle, it will be severely weakened and will never be able to regain its former prosperity.

The high command of the human empire could not hide their excitement upon seeing such a casualty ratio.

Your Eldar Titans are falling every minute, while the Chosen Ones' mechs are endless.
After all, it's a mass-produced product. Apart from the weapons and shields, which haven't been downgraded, everything else is just barely up to standard, making it extremely cost-effective.

They can open one and then abandon another without a second thought.

And on a narrow path in the net, far from the battlefield,
Eribas, chosen by the four gods, is hiding here, secretly observing the battlefield.

It must be said that these chosen ones are indeed unique in that they are valued by the gods.

The Dark Eldar were routed and on the verge of collapse.

At this rate, the fall of Comoros is only a matter of time.

"If this scale of slaughter is not enough to please the gods, let me add something extra for you."

Irebas looked at Comoros,
This place could potentially become an apocalyptic battlefield.

Presenting the gods with a stunning and unparalleled melee.
If you're lucky, you might even be able to offer the gods the sacrifices they desire.

P.S.: 5k words per chapter, hehe, thanks for your support, brothers. There will be another chapter later.
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