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Chapter 294 Should I Avoid His Edge?

The fleet primarily composed of the Ominous Ark was named the Pale Fleet.
Each Omen Ark was entrusted by Abaddon to a trusted Chaos Warband, tasking them with executing their own strategies.

These powerful Chaos forces soon became the primary enemy of the Unyielding Expedition.

The Wither Lord Gursog gained control of the Ogre Ark.
His Sons of Rot warband, aboard the Ark of Ominous Signs, has been making successive deployments.

They successively defeated multiple Imperial expeditionary battle groups.

It also spread the plague to 77 worlds, causing the tragic deaths of countless citizens of the empire.

Nurgle also blessed him, giving him greater vitality and resilience.

Chagra, the war blacksmith of the Iron Warriors, was awarded the title of Pioneer of Suffering.
Leading a force comprised of the Dark Titan Legion, the traitorous Astral Army, and the completely loyal Iron Warriors Warband,

They launched successive offensives against the Empire's fortresses, star fortresses, and other important military units.

He successively destroyed and enslaved hundreds of billions of imperial subjects to work for his dark factories, expanding the power he controlled several times over in an instant. He also acquired several ancient chaotic artifacts and unexpectedly ascended to become a demon prince of undifferentiated chaos.

These two are merely examples among the many Pale Fleets.

With Vashtor's help, the Chaos forces, led by the Black Legion, rapidly grew stronger.

They caused severe damage to the empire.
Wherever the shadow of the Ominous Ark extends, bloody battles erupt, resulting in the deaths of countless humans and the destruction of numerous important factories and nests.

Abaddon was very satisfied with these results; the Empire of Man would surely be destroyed by his all-out attack.

But he did not break his oath; he ordered all the Pale Fleets to prioritize collecting the key fragments that Vashtor had mentioned.

Each ark was equipped with a large number of slave psykers, whose skulls were parasitized with insect-demon helmets.

These dirty devices allow them to track unique key fragment signals.

The fragments of these keys are all different.

Some are ancient, charred, thinker machines; others are meteorites embedded in the bedrock of planets.

Others were merely pieces of old, broken scrap metal.

This left the Chaos Warband, who were on a mission, completely perplexed.

Vashtor offered no explanation, but simply demanded that each warband who obtained a key fragment place it in the Ark's portal and take it away.

They were simply asked to keep attacking the worlds that had the key fragments and carry out the plan.

The crucial node of the fortress world—Cortosa III—was thus plunged into war.

More than 200 Astral Legions are stationed here, and they also possess a large amount of advanced weaponry.

The entire planet was armed to the teeth, with countless defensive turrets, shield generators, and a powerful Imperial fleet in orbit.

Meanwhile, a large number of players are also gathering here, joining forces with the Primal Forged Legion to fight against the Chaos Invasion.

Leading the main force of the invasion was none other than the Wither Lord, Gurthorg, who controlled the Ogre Ship.

He issued a war order in the name of the plague god to transform Cortosa III into a world of pus, while simultaneously finding the necessary fragments for the Great Raiders.

As soon as the war began, various plagues appeared in the world of Cortosa III.

Many of the defenders fell and lost their ability to fight.

Immediately following was a series of saturation bombings that crippled ground-based air defenses.

What followed was a large-scale amphibious landing operation.

Thousands of landing craft blotted out the sky, and the ground defenders opened fire desperately, shooting down many of them.

However, a large number of landing craft still successfully landed, deploying various types of landing forces.

Fierce battles unfolded along fortresses built on majestic mountains and across open plains.

The plague weapon, blessed by Nurgle, turned thousands of loyal followers into bubbling slime.

Armored forces controlled by demons rampaged across the plains, clashing with the Imperial knightly families and the Titan legions.

The explosions began the moment the battle started and never stopped; dense mushroom clouds rose continuously.
The weather was out of balance due to the ravages of war, and snowflakes carrying radiation fell.

The entire planet was reduced to wasteland, with some areas blasted into scorched earth and then pulverized.

"Brothers, I need help! Give me a hand!"

"For the sake of the guide, please give me a hand and come to my aid quickly."

The player who went to carry out the reinforcement mission, the "finisher," shouted in the communication channel.

He also uploaded a video, in which the enormous ominous ark was very conspicuous.
Even from the ground, it is very clear that you can see the writhing flesh and metal tentacles on it.

At times, they would also conduct saturation bombing of the ground.

As beams of malevolent light descended, the entire plain was engulfed in demonic fire.

The burned land turned into black tar, from which demons crawled out, a scene resembling hell.

War General: "The Ominous Ark, that thing has already come out. Let's find a shady place and die with some dignity."

Jujiro: "We can't win. Let's retreat quickly. The Ominous Ark is too outrageous. It destroyed my fleet with a single shot."

Little Alpaca: "I'm so angry and cold! Why are there megastructures in the Chaos Realm, but we don't?"

Doraemon: "Brothers, don't be afraid. Doraemon Workshop will always be your strong and powerful shield."

Warlord: "Stop pretending, run! Vashtor is coming for you."

Dora: "What is Vashtor? You want me to avoid his attacks? Are you kidding me? This is the guy we're going to take on. Please allow me to introduce you to the latest industrial achievement, the Colossus of Divine Punishment."

"After our group's tireless research and experimentation day and night, we have finally built the colossal warship that everyone has been longing for. It is absolutely capable of fighting against the Ominous Ark. Its main cannon is made of antimatter and can easily destroy planets. After charging up, it can even destroy a star with one shot."

"When the new product was launched, we originally planned to price it at 999999...99, but after conducting multiple surveys and holding meetings overnight, we persuaded the senior management and decided to price it at 1688...888."

Brother Zhong: "You're robbing me! 16000 trillion for a single mega-ship."

Jujiro: "The report released this year says that the global wealth is 904.7 trillion. The price of your megastructure is equivalent to the wealth of 40 Earths, damn it!!"

Doraemon: "It looks like we sold it too cheaply; it should be more expensive."

War Commander: "…………"

Brother Zhong: "…………"

Little alpaca: "…………"

Desert: "Have you gone crazy from pressing the computer buttons?"

"........."

Doraemon: "Take it or leave it. This thing is so expensive to build, what can I do? Such a big warship, just considering gravity collapse is troublesome enough, and we also have to maintain sufficient firepower and space."

"........."

Seeing the chat channel erupt in arguments over Doraemon Workshop's "Colossus of Heaven's Punishment," the weakling chimed in, "Can I come and support the brothers first?"

"If you don't come soon, I'm going to get blown up by the Chaos Army."

Doraemon: "@Finisher, brother, don't be afraid, Doraemon is here to save you. I'll also show these ignorant fools what real divine punishment is."

"........."

"This wave, the advantage is on my side." On the observation platform of the Ominous Ark, the Wither Lord - Gursog looked at the ground with satisfaction.

The power of the Omen Ark was indeed astonishing; wherever it touched, the power of chaos transformed it into the territory of the god Nurgle.

Large numbers of plague demons crawled out of the muddy earth, and dense flies covered the sky like dark clouds.

The Corpse King's army is in dire straits and will soon be annihilated.

At this moment, the slave psionicists bound to the Ominous Ark screamed.

"What's going on?" Wither Lord - Gursog frowned.

Several wizards approached and said, "My lord, we have detected a strong warp signal, which may be Imperial reinforcements."

Upon hearing this, the Wither Lord, Gul'zog, laughed. His fat, rotting face twitched, revealing an excited smile.
"Reinforcements? Hahaha, there are actually reinforcements daring to come and die. It seems that my reputation as the Withering Lord is not resounding enough. More bloodshed and slaughter are needed to prove my strength and terror."

"Order the fleet to turn and prepare to engage this reckless Corpse King. Let them know the terror of the Plague God!" "Kill!!"

The Withered Lord, Gursog, raised his fat, rotting hand and shouted.

"Kill all the servants of the Corpse King, and slaughter them to your heart's content."

"Destroy them."

"The blessings of the plague god will surely spread throughout the entire universe."

"........."

Countless Nurgle demons and traitors cheered, anticipating a new battle.

Reality is torn apart, and the light of paradox pours into the real universe.

Then, a magnificent warship, beyond the imagination of any demon or traitor, flew out through the gap.

That ship was no less magnificent than the Ark of Omens, and was unbelievably large.

"How is this possible?!" The Wither Lord - Gursog stared wide-eyed.

When did the Empire get this thing?!

This thing is bigger than the Stone Fortress and the Mountain Array; it's like a real world.

The massive cannons that pierced through the bow were big enough to let a Queen Glory-class warship fly inside.

"Second Battalion Commander, open fire!"

After Doraemon entered the real universe, he quickly located the Omen Ark.

Before the other side could react, the order to open fire was given.

A bright beam of light pierced through the dark void in an instant, illuminating everything with its intense radiance.

The beam of light was enormous; battleships and cruisers looked like lone boats on the ocean compared to it.
In an instant, it was completely destroyed and evaporated by the high temperature.

The beam of light destroyed enemies along its path, eventually landing on the massive hull of the Ominous Ark.

The 'ferryman' connecting the entire ark let out a piercing scream.
It sensed the entire ship falling apart and heading towards destruction.

"No!!" Wither Lord - Gursog cried out in panic, all his previous arrogance and confidence gone.

He turned to run, but it was too late. The beam pierced through the Ominous Ark, tearing it apart and destroying its deeply buried core.

The terrifying explosion unleashed towering flames, so fierce that they engulfed everything in an instant.

"Haha, did you take any photos?" Dora asked her assistant.

"Don't worry, boss, I'll take care of the photos."

"Upload it now and show those guys what we're made of."

The once noisy world chat channel fell into a brief silence as Doraemon Workshop uploaded battlefield photos and videos.

Moments later, countless voices of discussion came from all directions.

Zhan Shuai: "No, bro, are you serious?"

Desert: "I was shot in the knee out of nowhere, and now I really want to kneel down."

Jūjō: "Immediate loan approval, right now! @Zhanshuai, you submit the report, I approve the application, the loan will be disbursed today, and the colossus will be ready tomorrow."

Brother Zhong: "I'm reporting that the head of the Imperial Bank is blatantly abusing his power for personal gain. Unless you approve it for me too, I'm going to take this to Terra."

Alpaca: "+1".

A bowl of lobster bisque: "+1"

"+1"

"+1"

"+10086."

The entire chat channel was in an uproar.

The players were arguing amongst themselves.

Doraemon: "You were ignoring me earlier because you thought it was too expensive, but now I'm raising prices, and you can't afford it anymore. All products in the Colossus series are going up in price by 50%."

Zhan Shuai: "@Dora, are you robbing me?? Everyone, don't buy it, let's see if he can still be so tough."

Jujiro: "This is outrageous! Everyone, don't buy from him. Let's crack down on his unscrupulous business practices."

"........."

Dora saw a series of messages on the public screen boycotting her, and then glanced at the 999+ private messages.

Click on it, and the first thing you see is the War General.

"Brother, please lower the price. Please, produce it for us right away, we'll raise the money immediately."

Desert: "Brother, if they won't buy, I will."

Brother Zhong: "Have you forgotten the days we spent together on the Imperial Glory? Sell it to me first, you know that?"

"........."

"These guys are really cunning," Dora muttered, before speaking in the public chat.

"Robbing money is too slow. Harvesting you is the real way to make money. Even with a 50% price increase, we're still selling like hotcakes. We'll open the reservation channel at 8 PM tonight, one ship per battle group. Production will proceed according to the order of orders."

"Hurry up! With the current production capacity, if you're even a few seconds slow, it won't be ready to go until next year."

"........."

"Boss, what about the remaining enemies?" the assistant asked Doraemon, who was engrossed in chatting in the public chat.

"Why even ask? Of course we'd just kill them all." Dora glanced at her assistant with annoyance. "Or do you want to capture prisoners and give each of them three silver dollars to give them the Eye of Fear?"

"If you give the order, we can do that too," the assistant said timidly. "After all, the boss's orders are everything, whether reasonable or unreasonable. That's your rule, have you forgotten?"

Dora slapped her forehead in exasperation, wondering how she had managed to attract such a nitpicker.

The rule was created because this guy questioned it so much.

Goodness, now they bring it up all the time.

"Kill them all, leave no one alive, and don't ask any more questions," Dora said.

"Okay, boss." The assistant turned and left.

Dora continued chatting and bragging to the other players.

Suddenly I saw messages from players in other warbands saying that after defeating the Chaos army, they could force them to reveal the fragments of Vashtor's Key.
He then realized that this might be a hidden mission, and hurriedly called his assistant, asking him to capture a few prisoners.

"Boss, how about dead prisoners?" the assistant asked timidly.

"Have you ever seen a prisoner who is dead?" Dora stared intently at the other person.

“Our family,” the assistant said, “you just said to wipe them all out, so I went to relay the order, and now there are no living enemies left.”

"Is it really that fast?" Doraemon was in despair.

"Of course, we must complete the boss's orders with 100% effort and at the fastest speed. That's our workshop's motto." The assistant clenched his fist.

Dora lay on the chair, looking utterly dejected.

A hidden mission was once presented to him, but he didn't cherish it, and only regretted it when he lost it.

Nothing in this world is more painful than this.

If he could, he would say, "Can we have another chance?"

P.S.: Another chapter. Thank you all for your support.

(End of this chapter)