Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

Angertai bowed deeply to the Great Speaker, then turned and left.

"Father, do you think the price you paid is worth it? Do your brothers think so too?"

The Blessed Son knows the dangers of the Warp, and most of the beings in it are dangerous and malicious. The price to resurrect a Primarch is probably something that even the Primarch himself cannot afford.

Although he realized that there was no return, Angertai still strode forward. Even as a Primarch or a Space Marine Legion, there were not many choices in this dark universe.

I will update 6 more times tomorrow. After a week of updating, I will update k a day. The author is going to be drained dry by the Golden Throne (sad)

Chapter 73 Arriving at the Battlefield

The intensity of the war continued to rise in just a few days with the death of Angron. The World Eaters who vowed to avenge their Primarch fought with their lives at risk.

Tens of thousands of World Eaters appeared on the battlefield, destroying mortal forces on a completely disproportionate scale. Their numbers were so great that the Space Marines were even able to fight on the scale of mortal auxiliaries.

All forces that stood in the way of this wave of revenge, whether it was mortal auxiliary troops, heavy tanks, Titan machines or even the Extreme Marines who had changed into adamantium armor, had the only fate of being crushed.

Orfeo had to dispatch all his forces to delay and stop the attack of the World Eaters. Amatra's war potential was being exhausted day by day.

There were so many seriously injured and dying battle brothers that all the Dreadnoughts in stock were cleared out. The Extreme Marines who had a chance to survive had no choice but to die due to the lack of Dreadnoughts.

When the second large-scale Astartes Battle broke out, the World Eaters were so cruel that they used orbital bombardment to carry out indiscriminate attacks.

Completely ignore orbital bombardment from both the enemy and us.

The Ultramarines lost over four hundred warriors in this battle, while the World Eaters and Word Bearers suffered four to five times that number.

Without air superiority, the passive party has no way to deal with the warships in orbit. What's more, in addition to the two Queen of Glory-class warships, there are also two more terrifying Abyss Fury-class warships lurking in the space of Amatra.

Any single starship like this could take down an entire rebellious planet and fight against an entire interstellar fleet on its own.

If the void shield on Amatra was not good enough, no matter how strong Orfeo's command ability was, he would not be able to change the outcome of the world being razed to the ground by the enemy.

The enemy occupied more and more positions, and Orfeo had to send troops everywhere to put out the fire. Even the remaining Ever-Victorious Guards were sent out by the commander to fight against the World Eaters who kept trying to blow up the Void Shield Generator.

"Sir, our strength has been exhausted. It's a pity that we still haven't waited for Macragge's reinforcements."

"I wish I could see our father again."

Beside Orfeo, the adjutant was covered with scars of battle. He did not change his adamantium armor, but still used the previous mark 4 extreme power armor.

As the situation worsened, even Orfeo's intelligence lieutenant had to come to the position to fight the enemy. Even Kahn's several attacks were stopped by the regent who was stationed in the rear.

"Trust Lord Guilliman, they will definitely come." Orfeo said lightly.

He has always been like this. Even when he was only one step away from destruction, he did not change his calm attitude.

His trust in the Primarch was unshakable, and the commander, trapped deep in the enemy's territory, still believed that the Primarch would come to rescue them.

The sound of artillery fire was clearly audible in the command center, and the shaking of the earth caused dust and debris to fall from the ceiling. The adjutant gave Orfeo a final salute, then turned away without looking back, holding the power sword.

Orfeo watched his adjutant disappear from his sight. He drew out his two swords and gently wiped the blades that had not yet activated the decomposition function.

He heard Khârn's roar, and the World Eater was coming.

Orfeo's cloak had long been destroyed in the battle, and his iconic crest had been half burned away by the flames. By the time he arrived at the front line, Kahn had already chopped off his lieutenant's head with his chainsaw axe.

The World Eater took off the helmet of his defeated opponent without any sense of honor, crushed it into a piece of broken metal with terrifying strength, and then threw it on the side of the road with disdain.

The adjutant's body was half-kneeling on the ground. Until his death, he still wanted to use his power sword to inflict a scar on Kahn. Unfortunately, the gap in strength could not be made up by fighting desperately.

Now Kahn has chopped off too many heads, hundreds of Ultramarines have died in his hands, and the next one will be the Regent of Amatra.

"I thought you were going to continue hiding in your hole, like you did to my father."

"Surrender, I promise you will die a quick death." Angerte appeared behind Kahn like a shadow and promised very seriously.

The Blessed Son did not lie, he admired Orfeo's ability, and such a warrior should not die in humiliating torture.

So he gave assurances that he would not fall into the hands of his hated fellow Word Bearers.

Too many Word Bearers have succumbed to the power of the Warp, willing to be driven by it, which is completely contrary to the beliefs of Angertai.

Orfeo slowly swung out his two swords, and the electronically rendered sound echoed on the battlefield.

"I accept your surrender."

The white-haired warrior responded to the enemy's humiliation with a calm and noble smile and eyes as sharp as an imperial sky eagle.

The remaining Ultramarines gathered around the commander. Their number was only 1/40 of what it was before the war began. There was no ordinary power armor among these veterans. Only the adamantium armor could support them until the end of the war.

The World Eaters and Word Bearers surrounding them outnumbered them a hundred times. They stared grimly at the Ultramarines who were still resisting, dangerous weapons flashing in their hands.

"I admire you, Regent of Amatra. We would be great friends if you were a Word Bearer."

"Even if you are unwilling to surrender, I hope you can die at the hands of Kahn, because if you fall into the hands of my brothers, it will be the most terrible thing in the world." Anglete pointed at Orfeo with the imperial spear and said.

"Look at the sky, Regent. Our warships have surrounded this lonely star. From the beginning, you have no chance and no way out except defeat."

Orfeo did not interrupt him or refute him, he just nodded and looked at the burning starry sky.

suddenly.

The next moment, near Mandeville Point on the edge of the Amatra system, a huge warp space rift suddenly appeared, and a fleet of warships centered on Macragge's Glory headed straight for the planet.

They were powerful and their number exceeded one thousand. They were an army mobilized from all over the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar. They came from every corner of the Five Hundred Worlds to respond to Guilliman's call.

"Emperor, we finally caught up!"

Commander Marius Gage stood on the newly repaired bridge of the flagship and saw that there were still flashes of artillery fire on the surface of Amatra, which meant that the planet had not yet fallen.

"All warships, prepare to fire!"

This huge fleet immediately attracted the attention of the rebels. Their engines were running frantically, the soldiers operating the warships whipped the slaves who served as coolies, and vicious curses echoed in the narrow and cramped space at the stern.

They must turn around immediately, otherwise the fleet attacked from behind will be wiped out by the Ultramarines.

And this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity would naturally not be missed by Gage.

The rapidly moving Macragge's Glory fired its cannon at full power, and spears of light intertwined into a dense web of death in the night sky. The torpedoes moving along the orbit quietly came to the side of the battleship, releasing the light of destruction inside the metal armor.

The half-crippled Conqueror was listed as the first target. Gage knew that it was better to completely destroy the enemy than to injure him.

Macragge's Glory opened fire on the Conqueror, which was also a Queen of Glory-class battleship. For a moment, the void shield of the seriously injured battleship fluctuated rapidly. After the overwhelmed reactor was overloaded, it was exposed to the sister's death attack.

This time Guilliman will not be late

Chapter 74 Death of the Conqueror

The light spear pierced its body. The airtight doors that were closed in an emergency were completely unable to withstand the attack of a Glorious Queen-class battleship. The deadly torpedo penetrated the defense and hit the Conqueror's lower deck directly.

Captain Rotara Salin, who had merged with the battleship, felt the flagship's pain through nerve pulses. Her muscles convulsed and twitched, and large amounts of blood spurted from her mouth, with blood even flowing from the corners of her eyes.

However, even in the desperate situation, Rotara remained ferocious. This captain would never abandon his warship or sit and wait for death.

The Conqueror was engulfed in flames. Massive explosions were pushing the battleship to the brink of death. The detonation of internally stored ammunition and the loss of control of the engine and reactor caused this supreme crystallization of imperial technology to completely lose power.

It was still firing its macrocannons with all its might, and its outer rapid-fire cannons and lance arrays were constantly destroying the Ultramarines ships that came too close. Even though it was seriously injured, it was not something that could be desecrated by cruisers or destroyers.

"Give it death!" Gage ordered the captain coldly.

Two powerful torpedoes finally became the last straw, and the Conqueror's adamantine keel was destroyed by the devastating explosion.

The skeleton and flesh of this giant ship were separated, and a large amount of cabins and decks were thrown into space, causing the air inside it to be quickly sucked out by the cold universe.

Those technicians who were still working hard and the slaves who were whipped to work were killed in a very short time by the extreme low temperature and low pressure in space.

Rotara sat slumped on his throne with a pale face. The machine spirit of the ship had stopped responding. It was completely killed by its own sister, just like it had killed those Ultramarines' ships before.

The captain and the flagship are connected by soul, and their relationship is much closer than imagined. Rotara realizes that her life is also slipping away rapidly.

"let's go."

In the final moments, Rotara struggled to control the remaining system permissions, which were the reflections of the corpse left after the death of the Queen of Glory.

She ejected the cabin that stored the Dreadnought, a miniature lifeboat that could carry the people inside away from the sinking warship at a critical moment.

Fearless Locke is still sleeping, and he will drift with the lifeboat if he can survive the battlefield filled with lights and macro cannons.

Gage watched as the wreckage of the Conqueror lost all power and was pulled by Amaterra's gravity to fall into the surface of the planet. This battleship had completely lost its threat, and now all that needed to be done was to continue attacking the remaining three.

The Word Bearers' flagship, the True Law, finally completed its turn, and this huge warship began to bombard the Macragge's Glory. The empire's most powerful weapons were now caught up in the bloodiest civil war.

The grudges between the Ultramarines and the Word Bearers, which began with the destruction of the Perfect City, will be settled in this naval battle.

Marius Gage ordered his Ultramarines to enter the boarding bay, where they would launch a boarding operation against the Truth's Law.

Due to the existence of huge void shields, these behemoths in the star sea need a long time to exchange damage. They usually need to overload the void shields with macro cannons and torpedoes, and then light-speed weapons such as light spears can penetrate the void shields and attack the armor of the entity.

The best way to speed up the outcome of a war is to end the battle by boarding, which is what the Space Marines are best at. Even the most powerful warships are relatively fragile inside.

If even one Astartes infiltrated a warship's engine room or reactor, even a giant ship like the Fury of the Abyss would sink.

"These boarding brothers are all armed with adamantium armor. Don't worry about them. Be prepared for attacks from the two ships, the Triumvirate and the Blessed Lady!"

The enemy also sent out boarding ships, which emerged from the belly of the battleship. A large number of Word Bearers warriors broke into the decks, killing all living things they could see and destroying all mechanical structures they could touch.

The Ultramarines' anti-jump gang immediately rushed to the enemy's invasion site, and fierce fighting broke out in every corner of the cabin.

Gage was not worried that the Word Bearers who had boarded the ship would cause any big trouble. The Ultramarines, armed with adamantium armor, had absolute confidence in winning the encounter.

The battleships and cruisers were scattered in space, besieging the two huge ships like sharks.

The Word Bearers' two ships are over 35 kilometers long, and their unique trident-shaped design is packed with anti-aircraft firepower.

Hundreds of space fighters fly out from hidden decks. These war vehicles, piloted by mortals, are equipped with powerful missiles capable of taking on the most agile enemies.

The terrifying main guns on the bows of the Triumvirate and the Blessed Lady finished charging and opened fire at the hull of the Macragge's Glory.

Extremely chaotic energy vortices dissipated from the edge of the attack, and high-energy rays and plasma flows almost instantly put the void shield of Macragge's Glory into an overloaded state.

The flagship turned and moved with the help of friendly forces. As its engine was always running at full power, the speed of Macragge's Glory was faster than the two Abyss Battleships that were barely started. A large number of macro cannons on the side of the flagship fired, attracting the two enemy ships to follow its movement.

The destructive power of the two Abyss Fury-class battleships is extremely amazing. Any warship hit by their macro cannons and light spears, even those that are over ten kilometers long, will be overloaded with void shields, and the subsequent offensive will then destroy the warship's metal armor.

Even though they were outnumbered, the Triskelion and the Blessed Lady still maintained their offensive stance with the terrifying macro cannons and lance launch arrays on their ships.

And when the main gun on the bow is fired, a group of warships in the void will be completely destroyed.

The two fleets fought each other in the most brutal way, like giants in the void, hitting each other with their iron fists. The first one to be unable to bear it would be torn into pieces without mercy.