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Chapter 279 When did humans learn to open the Internet Gate?
They saw the human fleet constantly appearing and gathering at the edge of the Longtooth Star's star field via jumps.

Snaga Monet, Grubskagar, and Mogash Kurgraz, the three orc warlords, could no longer contain their warlike desires.

They all ordered their men to launch a full-scale offensive.

And so, countless orc warships, billowing black smoke and patched up, rushed toward the human fleet, launching a void war.

Humanity, on the other hand, quickly launched a counterattack.

The two sides fought fiercely, locked in a stalemate.

Missiles and lasers were densely packed, covering the entire airspace.
The warships danced a deadly dance in the void, unleashing devastating firepower upon each other.

The space battle was chaotic, filled with violent energy.

Both sides in the conflict indiscriminately unleashed firepower on their opponent.

The warships were locked in a fierce struggle, locked in a close combat.
Space was filled with straight lines of lasers, the propulsive flames of missiles, and the utter devastation left by torpedo explosions.

Electromagnetic vibrations reverberated through the void, causing countless electronic devices to emit strange hissing sounds.

The atomic impact shattered the space between the two fleets.

The void battlefield became exceptionally brutal.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties.
Warships were being destroyed one after another.

With a silent, terrifying explosion, the body was thrown into the void.

Void wars typically rage across distances of tens of thousands of kilometers, but the orcs have never favored this style of long-range combat.

They used every means at their disposal to get the bloated ships built by the mechanic boy close to human warships.

The close proximity allowed them to use crudely made jetpacks to launch a boarding operation.

The players, of course, weren't going to back down and joined the fray against the orc warships.
The battle was extremely fierce, with explosions and flames everywhere illuminating the entire void.

The fleets are exchanging fire.

Meanwhile, the Primarchs of the Empire were also clashing with the Orcs, and the two sides were locked in fierce fighting.

"For the Emperor, brothers."

A man raised his arms and shouted, and countless players responded with shouts of encouragement.

"For Celia, for Sky City."

"For Nezuko, for the Empress."

"........."

The cheers were deafening, echoing throughout the warship.

"Let's go, let's fight!" shouted a man with a bowl of lobster soup.

Afterwards, many players followed him to the boarding deck.

Because the battlefield was in great chaos at the time, and teleportation devices were not easy to lock onto, using boarding torpedoes to jump onto the ship was the fastest way.

Players board the torpedo and then launch it.

Torpedoes pierced through the battlefield covered by dense barrage of bullets.

They used the hot melt device installed at the front to cut open the hull of the orc warship and then entered the warship.

The moment a bowl of lobster soup entered the orc warship, a roar could be heard.
Then, a large group of orcs appeared at the bend in the corridor in the distance.
They wore rusty armor, fastened to their limbs with belts and bolts.
"Start the fire!" A bowl of lobster soup was offered to the other players.

They raised their bomb guns and pointed them at the attacking orcs.

After the trigger was pulled, a deafening gunshot rang out, and a dense barrage of explosive shells rained down on the enemy.

In an instant, the orc ranks were reduced to a bloody mess.

Then, the players roared and charged into the raging tide of orc flesh and steel.

A fully mechanized orc wielded a spiked club crackling with electricity, smashing several players into bloody, mangled pieces.

This orc was none other than Snaga Monnet, one of the three great orc warlords.

A bowl of lobster soup was served to the fearsome orc warlord.

Zheng! Zheng!
The clash of weapons unleashed a terrifying shockwave that swept across everything in its vicinity.

The two sides fought fiercely, with neither gaining a clear advantage.

After yet another clash of weapons,
A bowl of lobster soup found an opportunity. He swung his sword and delivered a low slash, severing the opponent's legs. He then strode forward and crushed the opponent's head with his bare feet.

The players of the Thirteenth Legion hacked and slashed their way through the enemy lines.

The grotesque organs, reeking of blood and stench, were splattered onto their armor.

With the hiss of energy swords and the roar of explosive guns, they left countless corpses in their wake.
They fought their way through the warship's corridors to the core energy room and bridge.
After planting bombs in these key locations, they chose to evacuate.

Once they are far away, the bomb will be detonated, tearing the entire warship apart.

Players used this tactic to gradually tip the scales of victory in favor of the Empire.

Just as the human fleet was about to gain an overwhelming advantage, an unprecedented, hollowed-out planetary fortress appeared before the Imperial commanders.

The surface of the fortress is a series of mountains embedded with cannons and mechanical devices, with the rugged mountains covered with huge railguns and dense minefields.

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

The moment this magnificent star fortress appeared, it instantly erased the advantage gained by the human fleet.
Several human warships were easily destroyed, and the terrifying explosion sent countless fragments flying everywhere, accompanied by flames.

The orcish star fortress's escort fleet became even more frenzied, charging straight at the human defenses like mad barbarians wielding clubs.

The terrifying howls of orcs echoed through the communication system; countless orcs yearned for a bloody war.

Realizing the threat posed by the Orc Star Fortress, the little alpaca ordered the warships to focus their fire and create a breach in the shields.

Subsequently, the teleportation device locked onto the surface of Star Fortress.
With a dazzling teleportation flash, high-level players of the Rose Legion were teleported to the surface of Star Fortress.

The orcs who were maintaining the generators and shields were stunned for a few seconds when they saw the humans appear, and then roared one after another.

With their formidable fighting prowess, they easily slaughtered the nearby orcs and advanced towards the core area in small squads.

"The enemy is approaching. We need to move quickly, plant bombs at the energy node, and destroy this star fortress."

The alpaca issues the quest for this trip to other players.
They must cripple this massive star fortress to help the Imperial Navy win this void war.

"Go for it!"

"Don't be a coward."

"Old Huang was watching us."

Players, chanting all sorts of strange slogans, stormed into the surface fortifications and slaughtered the roaring green-skinned orcs.
Explosions continued to occur, shaking the earth.

The first defensive fortification and trench were cleared in just fifty seconds.

Players are simply running wildly, slaughtering every enemy in sight.

The first, the second, the third... one after another, the fortifications were reduced to shattered ruins, billowing black smoke, and beacon fires rose up.

WAAAGH!!
Just as the players were making their way through the enemy lines,

Orc warlord Snaga Monette has appeared.
He was five meters tall, with a robust physique and thick muscles, and his body was implanted with numerous crude industrial prosthetics.

This magnificent star castle belongs to him.

"what the hell."

"This guy's arm is bigger than my whole body."

Grey Baby, wielding a chainsaw sword, stared wide-eyed.

"Orc warlords, how do we fight them?" The Lord gathered his berserk spiritual power, and with a furious roar, unleashed a torrent of lightning that instantly wiped out the surrounding orcs.

A burnt mushroom smell filled the air.

"Go! Don't think too much." Little Fish, wielding a power sword covered in electric arcs, launched an attack on the orc warlord.

The next second, with a loud bang, she was sent flying back at an even faster speed, crashing into an earthen wall.

If it weren't for the mech's cushioning capabilities and the powerful recovery ability of the Faith-based gameplay, she would probably be completely gone in that hit.

The little alpaca swung its sword and killed several orcs who rushed at it, then opened its pet space and released several insectoid units.

The insect saint, implanted with a controller, unconditionally obeyed her commands and launched an attack on the green-skinned orcs the moment it appeared.

Its massive body and sharp limbs easily slaughtered the surrounding orcs.
The alpaca then walked toward the orc warlord.

“Protect me.”

As the prayers were heard, a divine radiance shone upon her, bright and dazzling.

The orc warlord roared again and charged at the alpaca, bringing his giant cleaver down on her head.

Clang~~
The weapons of both sides clashed.
A terrifying shockwave swept outwards.
Despite the significant size difference between the two sides, the alpaca still managed to hold off the orc warlord's attacks.
WAAAGH!!
The orc warlord roared again.

He swung his sword repeatedly, trying to kill the human in front of him.

But the alpaca, empowered by its faith, gained even greater strength and physique, and managed to withstand his onslaught.

Other players also released Zerg units purchased from the MC dynasty to fight the Orcs, and then joined forces to launch an attack on the Orc warlords.

"Raging Thunder".

The Lord of the Orcs raised his scepter high, and a surge of violent warp energy erupted, transforming into terrifying lightning that struck the Orc warlord, causing him to stagger backward as plumes of acrid black smoke billowed from his body.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the other players swarmed forward, swinging their swords to hack at the massive orc warlord, leaving horrific wounds on his body.

Finally, the alpaca seized the opportunity, swung its sword, and beheaded the orc warlord, killing him instantly.

With the fall of the orc warlord Snaga Monnet, the orcs' morale collapsed, and they scattered and fled, only to be slaughtered by the landing Imperial forces.

When the massacre ended, the surface of Starfortress was piled high with corpses and rivers of blood; the horrors were too horrific to describe in words.

Players, including the little alpaca, entered the interior of the Star Fortress and planted bombs in the plasma fusion core.

As the bomb detonated, the plasma core unleashed unimaginable energy, tearing the massive star fortress to shreds and reducing it to countless fragments.

With the destruction of Starfortress, the orc fleet, which had just gained a slight advantage, immediately fell into a disadvantageous position and was subsequently crushed by the Imperial fleet.

With a highly efficient massacre, orc warships exploded one after another in the void, turning into bright fireballs that illuminated the dark void.

The orc fleet suffered a crushing defeat.
The bloated warships, riddled with patches, were slaughtered, exploding and turning into burning fragments.

After slaughtering the Void Fleet, the players launched an airborne operation on Longtooth Star, preparing to completely eliminate the orc threat in the expansion of Kronus.

Countless airdrop pods streaked across the sky like fireballs, crashing to the ground with a thunderous roar.
The terrible impact caused the earth to tremble, revealing horrifying cracks and charred craters.

The players acted as the vanguard, launching an attack on the orcs' fortifications.

They stormed into the orcish positions with unstoppable momentum, slaughtering the aliens within the fortress.

In just half an hour, a large area was cleared.
They slaughtered countless enemies, leaving the battlefield littered with severed limbs.

The last orc warlord, Mogash Kurgraz, led his personal guards into battle, facing off against players from the desert and other factions.

After a fierce battle,
After more than a dozen players sacrificed their lives, the players from Damo and others successfully killed the orc warlord.

Thus, the last three orc warlords had all fallen.

The orcs of Longtooth Star were in complete chaos.
Normally, they would fight each other to produce a new warlord leader.

But humans clearly won't give them that chance.

Players continued to sweep through Longtooth Star until the orcs no longer posed a threat.

After the war, the priests of the Mechanicus entered and, according to procedure, began to terraform the planet.
They first used flamethrowers to clean the ground, ensuring no orc spores remained.
Then, they demolished the remaining orc buildings, crushed them, and rebuilt magnificent human buildings on their original sites.

Just as the players were tallying up the spoils of victory in this battle,
Ashbel and the Eldar prophets appeared before the player.

"Do you want to know the whereabouts of Irebas?"

Originally, the players weren't particularly enthusiastic about these Eldar prophets.
After all, as the cooperation between the Empire and Eldar and other Eldar deepened, many Eldar were already providing services to the Empire.

Instead of wasting time dealing with these arrogant Eldar, it's better to take stock of what you've gained.

But one sentence from the other party made the players' eyes widen in surprise.
We can forgo the spoils of war, but we can't let Iribas go!

"Where is he?" Damo asked.

The fact that Irebas escaped from his grasp became his biggest regret.

"He is still in the Colonus expansion, mingling with those Chaos traitors, plotting an evil scheme."

Ashbel gave the players a coordinate and said he could lead them there via the net path.

After confirming that the coordinates were correct, advanced players such as Desert, Little Alpaca, and A Bowl of Lobster Soup set sail to capture Irebas alive.

Ashbel had assumed these chosen ones would be more respectful to him in exchange for his help in opening the Web Path.

After all, apart from the ancient saints, only their Spirit Race could use the Net Dao with such ease.

To catch Irebas, you need to be fast.
The fastest way to navigate at present is via the net.

However, the behavior of players like Desert and Little Alpaca greatly disappointed the Eldar prophet. They did not treat her with the utmost respect as expected, but merely as an ordinary ally.

This infuriated Ashbel, who secretly resolved that if these human monkeys did not change their attitude, he would absolutely not help them open the Web Path entrance.

However, upon arriving at the star system where the network portal is located,
Ashbel and the Eldar witnessed a scene that shocked them.

The human warship flying at the forefront skillfully opened the entrance to the net tunnel and successfully entered it.

No assistance or guidance was needed throughout the process.

This made the prophet Ashbel question the meaning of life.

This is totally illogical!
How did those damn human monkeys learn to open the network portal?
(End of this chapter)