Zeus's grace is higher than the sky

"If it is a force under that lord's command, then the risk of forming an alliance does not exist."

The Imperial Commander broke the silence first, his previous concerns completely gone.

"We have all witnessed that lord's combat prowess, and his men would never be a hindrance on the battlefield."

The representative of the Supreme Command immediately echoed this sentiment.

"We agree to form an alliance. As long as the Greenskins can join, the pressure on the front lines will be reduced by at least 30%."

The consensus was reached much faster than expected.

When the United Communications extended the invitation to form an alliance, Skullshatter was resting with the Green Boys on a deserted planet.

Zeus had already conveyed the order to him via his dedicated channel to "cooperate with the allied forces against the enemy." The moment he received the invitation, Skullshatter roared into the communicator.

"Our boss said we're going to wipe out those bugs! Where are you guys? We're bringing the lads over right now!"

Three days later, the Greenskins' starships sailed in a grand procession into the Allied assembly point.

The hatch opened, and Skullshatter, carrying a battle sword covered in Zerg slime, walked at the front, followed by thousands of green-skinned lads.

Some were carrying homemade bomb guns, others were dragging chainsaw axes taller than themselves, and even the newly hatched green shrews were clutching sharpened metal pieces, their eyes filled with belligerent fervor.

The Imperial soldiers and Grammer cavalry were initially nervous as they looked at this unusually large reinforcement, but all their unease vanished when Skullshatter bowed to Zeus, who was approaching from afar, and called him "Boss."

An Imperial company commander stepped forward and reached out his hand toward the shattered skull.

"Welcome to the team. I hope we can work together to drive the bugs out." Skullcutter grinned, slapping the other's hand with his rough palm.

"Don't worry! With us here, we'll smash those bugs' shells to pieces!"

At the assembly point, the flags of the three major factions and the Greenskins were raised side by side in the square.

Imperial Space Marines wore heavy power armor, the Grammer Riders' armor gleamed with a cold silver light, soldiers of the High Command wielded sophisticated energy weapons, while the Orks brandished a variety of crude weapons.

At the pre-war mobilization rally, the shouts of Imperial soldiers, the oaths of the Grammer cavalry, and the roars of the Greenskins mingled together.

Skullbreaker raised his hand, pointing his battle sword at the sky.

"For the boss! To take down the bugs! Charge!"

Chapter 292 The End and the Liquidation

Zeus stood on a high platform at the assembly point of the allied forces, surrounded by the faint but powerful aura of the "civilized" celestial gods.

That was an absolute power capable of reshaping the star field and eradicating all chaos. With just a thought, the power of the Star God would descend and wipe out the fused insectoid race in the vast star sea in an instant.

But his fingertips never touched the ground.

His gaze swept over the four allied forces below, who stood ready for battle. The power armor of the Imperial warriors gleamed with a cold metallic sheen, the silver armor of the Grammer cavalry stood in neat rows, the starship of the Supreme Command stood by in the void, and the green-skinned boys brandished chainsaw axes, eager to fight.

Zeus was clear-headed; this was not the chaotic realm of the Starry Sky Railway universe, but rather a "history" bearing a predetermined trajectory.

If the power of the Star God were to be used to forcibly intervene, although the insect plague could be quickly ended, it would leave an indelible mark on "history".

Those traces of power that transcend ordinary understanding are by no means easily erased, and the broken causal chain may trigger countless uncontrollable variables in the future.

He needed a plausible "excuse," a closed loop that could attribute the victory entirely to "ordinary forces," allowing "history" to continue along its proper course.

Below, Skullshatter was shouting mobilization orders at the green-skinned boys, while Titania and the Imperial commander finalized the encirclement plan in front of the tactical screen, and the communication channels of the Supreme Command were filled with pre-battle deployment instructions.

Zeus watched all this unfold, and the four-way coalition's encirclement and annihilation of the fused insectoid race was the perfect cover-up.

At that time, history books will only record that the Empire, Grammer, the Supreme Command, and the Greenskins joined forces, relying on their tenacious fighting power and tacit cooperation, and finally defeated the insect swarm after a bitter battle.

Outside the gate, the horns of the Allied Forces had already resounded through the starry sky, and the roar of the starship engines shook the void.

On the battlefield of the stars, the encirclement of the four allied forces has quietly taken shape.

The Empire's interstellar warships were arrayed in a circular formation, the blue light from their main cannons illuminating the void.

Grammer's assault ships circled the outer edge of the Zerg swarm, ready to cut off their retreat at any moment.

The fighter jets of the Supreme Command, like a swarm of silver bees, locked onto the scattered Zerg at the edge of the swarm.

The Greenskins' modified starships rampaged through the enemy ranks, drawing the attention of the Zerg swarm with their heavy artillery fire.

A vast net woven from artillery fire and steel has trapped tens of thousands of fused Zerg in its center.

In front of the command ship's tactical screen, Titania watched the ever-shrinking encirclement, her tone grave.

"All units are in place."

The Imperial Commander nodded, his eyes fixed on the densest purplish-red area in the center of the screen.

That place is the core of the fusion of the Zerg, and also the original location where the "Zerg Hive" was hidden.

Zeus was already standing outside the hatch of the command ship, not radiating any divine power, but exuding only a calm and composed aura. He turned to look at the communicator, his voice clearly reaching all allied units.

"As long as the original 'Hive' is destroyed, the remaining fused Zerg will be unable to evolve. Without the core central command, they will become even more frenzied, but without the unified command of the 'Hive,' they are not a concern."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zeus flashed through the allied defenses like a meteor and charged straight into the center of the swarm.

The fused Zerg along the way sensed the threat and roared as they charged forward.

Some opened their giant claws in an attempt to intercept, while others sprayed acid to corrode them, but they couldn't even touch the hem of Zeus's robe.

Zeus continued walking, gathering pale golden power at his fingertips. With a casual wave of his hand, he swept away the swarm of insects blocking his path, as if he were walking through an uninhabited land.

In the center of the swarm, the "nest" hidden behind countless Zerg creatures finally revealed its true form.

It resembles a giant purplish-red fleshy ball, its surface covered with wriggling tentacles, each of which is connected to a fusion insectoid, constantly transmitting commands like a nerve network.

At the top of the insect nest, new insects continue to hatch, their slime dripping down with a nauseating stench.

Zeus landed in front of the insect hive and looked up. The hive seemed to sense a deadly threat; all its tentacles instantly straightened, and countless insectoids abandoned their attack on the allied forces, rushing towards Zeus like madmen, trying to protect the core.

Zeus simply raised his hand, and a pale golden power formed a barrier, blocking the swarming insects. He took a deep breath, and his right hand gathered power far exceeding what he had gained before.

"ended."

Zeus whispered something and slammed his right hand down.

The force was like a heavy hammer, slamming down on the insect hive.

With a deafening roar, the tentacles on the surface of the insect nest snapped off instantly, and the purplish-red body cracked under the impact, with piercing hissing coming from inside.

Moments later, the insect nest, far exceeding the capabilities of ordinary messengers, exploded completely, splattering viscous liquid and broken tissue everywhere.

Not a single bit of the immense power that Zeus had perfectly compressed and manipulated was wasted; it destroyed the core of the hive exactly, not a bit more or less.

Those fused Zerg that were originally connected to the hive instantly lost their way and began to roar and crash aimlessly in the starry sky.

Inside the coalition command ship in the distance, the red dot representing the core of the Zerg hive completely disappeared from the tactical screen. Titania immediately gave the order.

"The Zerg hive has been destroyed! All units shall launch a general offensive as planned to eliminate the remaining Zerg!"

The Imperial warships fired first, their main cannons slicing through the void like swords, tearing apart swathes of chaotic Zerg.

The Space King's assault ships charged into the swarm of Zerg, and the warriors jumped out of the hatches, using bomb guns and chainswords to harvest the enemy who had lost their leader.

The cheers of the greenskins exploded in the communication channel, with Skullbreakers leading the charge, the sound of chainsaw axes hacking at the Zerg carapace rising and falling.

Zeus stood beside the ruins of the destroyed insect hive, watching the allied forces launch their final assault. He withdrew his power and turned to fly towards his command ship.

The "pretext" for this encirclement and suppression has been perfectly laid out. The rest is up to the four-way allied forces, so that "history" can record this victory that belongs to the mortal world.

After the war to annihilate the fused Zerg subsided, Zeus completely disappeared from the sight of the allied forces.

The golden streak that could tear apart the insect swarm was no longer visible in the starry sea. Its trace could no longer be found on the observation deck of the Central Tower, the Greenskins' camp, or the Imperial's command ship.

The unified narrative from the allied forces was that Zeus exhausted his life's strength while destroying the Zerg hive, and died of exhaustion after the war. This news spread throughout the galaxy, and countless people mourned him.

Some sing his praises of his feat of fighting the four Warp Gods alone, and some remember his achievement of uniting the four forces, but no one knows that this is just a perfect lie woven to conceal the whereabouts of the Star God.

Only the four of them knew that Zeus was still alive.

Skullcutter can receive his occasional instructions through a dedicated frequency band, knowing that every step of the Greenskin tribe's deployment is secretly guided by him.

The Emperor discussed the future defense plans for the star system with him through the Empire's secret communication channels, and negotiated with the Mechanicus on his behalf to establish him as the true Ohm Messiah.

The Lord of Space had a brief meeting with him at the edge of the starry sky, where he confirmed the stability of the subspace.

Titania, on the other hand, had seen the follow-up monitoring plan for the Fusion Zerg left behind by him in Grammer's central database.

They tacitly guarded this secret, never revealing a single word to the outside world.

The entire era believed that the powerful figure who had turned the tide had turned into dust in the starry sky.

Before the smoke of battle had completely cleared from the Star Sea battlefield, the actions of the four-way allied forces had split into two fronts.

On one side, Imperial Space Marines and Grammer Riders formed mopping-up squads, traversing abandoned planets in various star systems to wipe out the remaining forces of the Assimilated Zerg. The roar of bomb guns and the dying howls of the Zerg still echoed in remote star systems.

Meanwhile, a silent internal purge was quietly unfolding in the heart of Grammer, the Empire, and the Supreme Command.

Inside the courtroom of the Grammer Tower, the lights were cold and harsh. Titania sat in the main seat, a holographic screen in front of her scrolling through the list of "surrenderists" and their incriminating evidence.

Some people secretly ordered the evacuation of the defense line when the swarm approached, resulting in the fall of three border outposts; others secretly passed intelligence to the swarm, attempting to betray their compatriots in exchange for survival.

"According to the Gramer Law, all those who collude with the enemy or abandon the war shall be immediately stripped of their titles and military power and imprisoned for life in the border mines."

Titania's voice was completely calm, her silver-grey eyes filled with unwavering resolve. Weakness and betrayal during wartime must not be tolerated; only severe punishment can safeguard Grammer's foundation.

The Imperial Court was even more severe. In the dimly lit interrogation room, the judge, holding a legal code, addressed the nobles and officers who had advocated compromise with the Zerg, his words ringing out firmly.

"The glory of the empire must not be tarnished. Those who bow down to the aliens are traitors to the empire."

Ultimately, several high-ranking officers were stripped of their armor and weapons and taken to the execution ground; their fate served as a warning to the entire empire.

At no time can compromise and surrender bring peace; they will only lead to more complete destruction.

The purge by the Supreme Command bore the imprint of the King of Space's orders.

In the operations room, the commanders checked the list one by one, and all those on the list were destined to die.

Grammer's purge proceeded like a tidal wave, with the courtroom lights burning all night as batches of "surrenderists" were stripped of their power.

From border generals who deserted their posts to logistics officials who spread false intelligence, the names on the list dwindled at an alarming rate, and Titania's influence permeated every key institution in Grammer.

She did not stop at superficial purges; instead, under the guise of "eliminating traitors and consolidating the defenses," she gradually took back control of troop deployment and resource allocation.

This momentum has made the previously behind-the-scenes executives of Grammer completely uneasy.

They were once the cornerstone of Grammer's power structure, but now they watch helplessly as power slips through their fingers like quicksand. The atmosphere in the meeting room is so oppressive it's almost palpable.

A white-haired executive gripped his teacup tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"Titania is using the guise of purges to seize power! If this continues, we'll all be sidelined by her sooner or later!"

What terrifies them even more is the potential revelation of secrets behind the purge.

As early as when the Zerg first broke through the border, many of them, fearing the destructive power of the Zerg swarm, secretly contacted the Zerg forces and even secretly transferred their family assets, planning to defect to the Star Sea if the war got out of control.

Titania's purge is now like a scalpel, precisely removing the surface pieces. Digging deeper, those hidden defection plans and evidence of collusion with the Zerg will eventually be traced back to their source and exposed to the light of day.

"She wasn't just investigating the 'surrenderists'!"

Another senior executive slammed his hand on the table, his voice filled with barely concealed panic.

"The logistics officer who was arrested a few days ago still has the accounts of our resource transfers! If we don't come to our senses soon, we'll all become her prisoners!"

The discussion in the conference room suddenly became urgent. Some advocated immediately joining forces with other forces to put pressure on them, while others suggested assassinating Titania in secret. However, no one dared to mention surrendering themselves.

The greed for power and the fear of being accused of treason intertwined, giving these people who had once held high positions a taste of being on the verge of despair for the first time.

Inside the courtroom, Titania was looking at the latest liquidation report, her fingertips lightly tracing over a document marked "List of Senior Executives to be Verified," a cold smile curving her lips.

The air in the Grammer high-level conference room was heavy and tense. Not everyone had colluded with the Zerg. The old nobleman sitting in the corner clutched his family crest and looked at his arguing colleagues with complicated eyes. He had never thought of defecting and had even publicly opposed compromise.

Even so, his unease did not diminish in the slightest.

Titania's purge has long gone beyond the scope of "eliminating traitors." The speed at which she consolidates her power is getting faster and faster. Who can guarantee that they won't become the next "obstacle" to her consolidation of power?

Stop fooling yourself!

A general who had not participated in the defection suddenly stood up, his voice filled with suppressed anger.

“We didn’t betray them, but Titania wants control of the entire Grammer! Now she can arrest those people on charges of ‘treason,’ and tomorrow she can use ‘dereliction of duty’ and ‘negligence’ against us!”

These words struck a nerve with everyone. Even though they looked down on their colleagues who colluded with the Zerg, they had to admit a cruel truth.

None of the people sitting in this conference room are absolutely "clean." In order to seize border resources, they have suppressed dissidents; for the sake of family interests, they have manipulated military supply allocation; and to consolidate their positions, they have even tacitly approved of their subordinates' shady dealings.

These past "small actions," which are commonplace in the power arena, could be magnified into "evidence" at any time under Titania's storm of reckoning.

"What she wants is not fairness, but absolute obedience."

The old nobleman spoke slowly, his voice filled with helplessness.