Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

The gravity strength and air density of the inner layer of the planet's atmosphere have been calculated. Everything is so smooth that the remains of the Sword of Phoenicia fall along the predetermined orbit.

The atmosphere and the Phoenician sword made of fine gold ceramic steel rubbed violently, and countless broken fragments formed a meteor shower. The hard metal was extremely difficult to burn out in the atmosphere, and could only convert its potential energy into kinetic energy.

The sky seemed to be falling, and the New Caliban sent down another terrifying beam of light, vaporizing and shattering the battleship into several larger pieces.

If the complete battleship were allowed to crash into the ground, it might directly penetrate the earth's crust and create a horrific geological disaster such as plate displacement. The entire planet would then fall into a doomsday environment of volcanic eruptions.

The damage caused by a broken warship is much smaller, at least the energy will not be released in a concentrated manner.

To the people on the ground, it seemed that the warships in space were getting closer and closer, and the sky kept exploding due to the friction of the warships, forming huge flashes of light one after another.

The rising fireball was swallowed by a larger fireball. The clouds in the sky were easily torn apart, shattering into broken ripples.

And at the core location where the Sword of Phoenicia fell is the traitors' ground base and the rear position of the Tiger Eye Titan Legion.

Ryan wants to use the traitor's warships to smash the traitor's Titan Legion. This is just revenge, belated anger and judgment.

The planetary governor's eyes were instantly stung by the huge explosion of fire, and tears streamed down his face, but he laughed wildly with pride, and his unbridled smile echoed in the hall.

"Here it comes, here it comes, we've been waiting for it!"

"The Empire's reinforcements have arrived. Die, you damned rebels!"

The Governor was screaming, and Lancelot, the Iron Father of the Iron Hands, after a 0.1 second of shock, immediately ordered everyone present to enter the protective shelter. At the same time, he stretched out his mechanical arms and began to quickly operate various defense systems, ready to accept the impact of the falling battleship.

Fortunately, he had calculated with his brain that the center of the battleship's crash was quite far away from them and should not cause too serious damage.

The Tiger Eye Titan Legion discovered the remains of the Phoenician Sword that was heading straight towards them. They were also screaming, but facing the rapidly falling warship, both their naked eyes and the results of calculations told them that there was no way to retreat.

This was a fatal blow, a blow aimed at them.

The light that could almost ignite steel came first, followed by the explosion shock wave and violent nuclear explosion radiation. The Titan God Machine was still able to stand its ground, but the traitors' ground troops and light vehicles had been completely blown away by the shock wave.

It was as if a large-scale volcanic cannon had hit the area, and all organic matter and flammable materials were instantly ignited and reduced to ashes.

“This is our death knell.”

The captain of the Hirabarzir cried out in despair. Even a Warmaster-class Titan would have no chance of survival in the face of such a devastating attack.

Small debris landed first. They were more deadly than macro cannons, far outstripping conventional attacks in both mass and density.

"Retreat! Retreat! Prepare for the attack!" The Standing Titan Legion was shocked by the sudden turn of events, but their mechanical priests and technicians reacted instantly and told the Titan captain how to respond.

The Standing Ones turned around and ran as fast as they could. The Titan's machine spirits were all trying their best to escape, and they also longed for the chance to survive.

The largest pieces of the Sword of the Phoenician headed straight for the Warmaster-class Titan. The desperate Tiger-Eye Titan Legion simply gave up the idea of ​​escaping. The volcanic cannons and seismic cannons fired in overload mode, and the plasma annihilators aimed at the wreckage of the battleship and fired continuously.

However, all this is nothing but an ant trying to shake a tree, or a mantis trying to stop a chariot. At the moment when the fragments collided with the earth, a nuclear explosion reaction like the sun was born. The earth was wailing and trembling, and the shock wave instantly blew away the sandstorm, and the sky and the earth became clear.

Gone, the Tiger Eye Titan Legion disappeared, leaving only a huge crater and some stubborn molten adamantium remains.

"This is justice sent from heaven, justice from the Empire." The planetary governor murmured. All the fragile items in the hive fortress were shattered by the shock wave, and there were huge cracks everywhere, but this ancient human hive city still stood firm in the end.

"Hurry up and prepare. We have to welcome the reinforcements from the empire. They are the ones who helped us out." The governor urged.

Chapter 424: Let Titans Land (Please Subscribe)

The devastating explosion caused by the Sword of Phoenicia falling to the surface was clearly visible even to the Imperial fleet in space.

The rising giant fireball and mushroom cloud broke through the top of the atmosphere, and the radioactive dust almost broke through the confinement of the outer atmosphere and went straight into the universe.

The lion looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, revealing a bit of joy and satisfaction.

In his inner forest that no one could enter, a naked beast with golden hair hanging down behind him let go of all his defenses and disguises and enjoyed the destruction before him.

The Caliban man enjoys the visual impact created by this moment of destruction, just like a subconscious projection of his deep-seated barbaric nature.

"This is the fate of treason. They will drown in their own blood. This is what is happening now. The rebels of the Emperor's Children are destroyed by their own warships. This is a declaration of war against traitors."

Different from the charismatic temperament of Sanguinius, the Lion King is a complete condensation of iron and blood. His declaration is merciless and the breath is like a sea of ​​corpses and blood, which makes people feel cold to the bone.

Even the loyal ones are still afraid of the coming of the Lion King.

The captured supreme commander Elkenax was brought before Ryan. The inner circle veterans of the Sandalwood Order had been waiting for a long time. They would squeeze every bit of useful information out of the traitor's brain, whether he was willing to speak or not.

Whether their will is strong or not has no effect on them. When the physical meaning is opened up, the mental resistance is so fragile.

However, this process may not be very pleasant. If the Emperor's son's will is strong enough, he may be able to survive successfully.

The Emperor's Son, his helmet removed and his Hades-type power armour stripped off, knelt before the Lion King. The abominable warp distortions on his body were completely exposed to everyone's sight. His ugliness, his fragility and his patheticness were all within sight.

The rebel kneeling on the ground was like a maggot, his heart was clenched so tightly that he could hardly breathe.

"Why, why are you here?"

As soon as Elkenax saw the Lion of Caliban, his heart, which had already been broken by Koswain's scolding, collapsed even more. The Great Bearer had clearly promised that the three legions trapped in the Far East would not return to Terra, and the Lion would not appear here.

"Whatever my foolish brothers told you, it was all wrong and false, I have returned and will bring judgment and punishment upon you."

"Same to you, same to Fulgrim, same to Horus."

The lion's words were like a hammer that smashed the traitor's heart to pieces. All the luck and madness disappeared after Ryan appeared.

The man in front of him is the Lion King of Caliban, the embodiment of the destruction of the empire. He and his legion are like scavengers in the dark, sweeping away rebellion and enemies in places no one knows.

These rebels under Horus knew very well that as soon as the Imperial legions reacted, only defeat would await them.

The Ultramarines, Dark Angels, and Blood Angels, these three most threatening legions must be isolated outside the battlefield.

Ryan frowned slightly, a groove appeared between his eyebrows, and the extremely low pressure emanating from his body symbolized his unhappy mood.

He had thought that these traitors to the Emperor's Children would make some grand speeches to prove their position and their beliefs, but there was nothing.

He would rather the other party was a strong and tough warrior with iron bones, and he would spit blood on him even if it meant gritting his teeth, and then he would mock the corruption and ignorance of the Empire and declare that the Warp was the real savior.

The traitors of the Emperor's Children were even more ridiculous than Lion had imagined. Even after they had defected to the Warp, they had not formed their own will and beliefs. Instead, they became ridiculous slaves of the Warp and were toyed with at will by the other side.

"Although the Third Legion pursued perfection excessively during the Great Crusade, they did have the capital to do so. But now, looking at these boneless guys, I no longer think that the actions of Fulgrim and his descendants have brought shame to me. This makes me feel more disappointed than shame."

The lion waved his hand and asked the Astartes of the Sandalwood Order to take the other party away.

However, he still instructed the warriors of the Order to spare the poor prisoner's life if possible, as he wanted to send this guy back to Fulgrim and laugh at his stupidity in person.

That would be interesting.

"Sir, should we allow the Yanyang Titan Legion to continue landing?"

Captain Stannis was staring at the holographic projection on the bridge. With the assistance of the battleship's intelligent computer, his work pressure was even lighter than when he was on the Indomitable Truth.

He stared coldly at the wreckage of the Phoenician Sword on the landmark, then turned to ask Ryan for his orders.

"Continue to land and let the Yanyang Titan Legion show its strength. They have been besieged by the enemy for a long time. The people of this planet need to be comforted and inspired."

"The news of our arrival will spread to other star systems and other loyalists, and it will deter traitors."

Ryan said calmly, it's not that he doesn't understand human nature, but he thinks there's no need to care about these things when dealing with people who are lower than himself.

Only when facing the Emperor and his other Primarch brothers does he need to care about these things.

The Primarch's orders were quickly passed on to the Mechanicus priests on the battleships. Many of these devout Ohm Messiah believers had followed from Terra in order to get closer to the New Caliban and three other Thundercloud-class planetary battleships.

For many people, being able to stay with such an epic battleship is an unparalleled honor.

"God's machine is out, praise the Om Messiah!"

They rang the holy bells, lit the sacred candles, and devoutly used binary prayers to awaken the soul of the divine machine.

The machine soul inside the Titan machine also woke up from its dormant state under the control of the captain and the crew.

The Flame Sun Titan Legion from the Five Hundred Worlds possesses the terrifying power of more than three hundred Titans. In order to build it, the Forge World Mustafar invested a huge amount of productivity.

However, this young Titan Legion did not actually participate in large-scale battles. By the time it was born, the rebellion in the Extreme Star Region had basically been quelled.

The Shadow Crusade led by Angron and Lorgar was defeated, so Guilliman allowed his brother to lead this powerful Titan legion.

He believed that his brothers and the defenders of the empire needed this power more.

The most powerful divine machine of the Yanyang Titan Legion is naturally the largest Emperor-class Titan in the Titan sequence. Each of these largest war weapons consumes a large amount of resources and production capacity. Even if they have intelligent computers for automated production, Emperor-class Titans are still scarce.

The materials and time consumed in producing one Emperor-class Titan are sufficient to produce dozens of Warlord-class Titans and tens of thousands of super-heavy tanks.

The loud sound of gears turning rang out from the cabin, and the engine of the Emperor-class Titan, which was over a hundred meters tall, began to roar. Amidst the sacred blessings, the captain of the flight crew took his first step.

The huge Emperor-class Titan is like a moving city. On its broad body stand countless magnificent structures like skyscrapers.

Those are void shield generators and energy operation systems. Twelve void shields are intertwined with each other, forming an almost unbreakable defense system.

As the Titan machines' footsteps sounded, the landing capsule of the new Caliban slowly opened, directly sending these hundreds of meters high divine machines into the planet's orbit.

The powerful anti-gravity engines they carry can offset their own gravitational potential energy, allowing these magical machines to reach the surface without the need for cumbersome transport ships.

The loyal humans on the ground witnessed huge flames falling from the sky, but unlike the fall of the Phoenician sword just now, these gentler flames descended on the earth in a more unstoppable and steady manner.

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.