Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

Ariel stared in disbelief at the urgent boarding alarm.

Where did the enemy come from?

There wasn't a single sign!

"Ghost tactics, it's ghost tactics!! These lunatics, they're all lunatics!!"

The bird divination supervisor screamed in terror, his voice filled with despair.

Just a fraction of a second ago,

The rebels wandering the harbor noticed an unusual explosion near the port.

But none of them paid any attention, thinking it was just an accident.

The Imperial loyalist fleet was still on the other side.

No anomalies were detected in the bird divination device and sensor array.

Until the landing torpedoes, propelled by explosive thrust, bypassed the port's void shield and crashed into the port.

The rebels then realized it was an imperial boarding raid.

"What is Ghost Tactics?" the representative of the Hal family asked.

"The ghost refers to a ship that completely shuts down its engine and life support systems after launch and then glides toward the enemy ship by inertia."

The bird divination supervisor's voice trembled, "There is no radiation or heat, it's like a real ghost...we can't detect it at all."

"This kind of crazy tactic, which is tantamount to suicide, is called the ghost tactic."

The Bird Diviner's Director explained the knowledge of Ghost Tactics to the representatives of those families and factions.

After hearing this, everyone's eyes widened.

Turning off the engine and life support systems and relying solely on inertia to drift is suicidal, isn't it?

The void is so vast; once you lose your bearings, there's no way to find your way back. You can only drift in the void until you die.

This person completely disregards their own life!

"Madmen, are they all fucking madmen?"

Ariel's face darkened, her earlier confidence completely gone.

In his eyes, these die-hard imperial loyalists were practically madmen.

"Immediately send men to stop those boarding intruders."

"We must stop them at all costs."

Ariel opened the communications and roared, ordering the garrison to intercept the boarding intruders and stabilize the situation.

However, it was too late.

"Area N-3 has been attacked."

A staff member shouted.

A scarlet alarm popped up in the tactical projection in front of Ariel.

A notification has been sent indicating that one of the turrets has been taken offline.

The reason for the shutdown is that the main pipeline was damaged and could no longer absorb energy to emit beams.

Then came the second one, the third one...

Crimson warnings appeared before Ariel like an avalanche, announcing the fall of one area after another.

The originally tight defense system was breached by the enemy, leaving a huge hole.

"No!"

Ariel whispered, her face pale and her body trembling.

He seemed to have already foreseen his own failure.

.........

Wandering Harbor, B-14 defense platform.

"For the Emperor, you cattle and horses, kill!"

The War General roared, cleaving the war machine servant in front of him with his two-handed greatsword.

Blood mixed with black engine oil gushed out and flowed onto the ground.

Behind the warrior, numerous players were also engaged in carnage.

The rapid reaction force sent to intercept them has been completely wiped out.

The mortals, equipped with external armor, were well-trained and wore excellent armor.

But to the advanced players of the Emperor's Bull and Horse Battle Group, they are just roadside weeds that can be harvested at will.

In just a few moments, they were all slaughtered and reduced to scattered pieces of flesh.

"Slash! Slash! Kill! Kill!"

The old man roared and brandished his chainsaw-axe, hacking at the charging mortal soldiers.

Occasionally, he would pick up his shotgun and fire at the other party.

The powerful bomb landed on the enemy.

In an instant, it tore the organism's body to pieces.

"The spirit of Fenris is roaring!!"

Mount & Blade lifted up a mortal soldier.

He pierced the opponent's body with the chainsaw sword in his hand.

Crimson blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

"Fight for the boulder!!" Lion Fist, the Dark Angel (ID: Peerless Lion Flying Fist), roared, his voice no less powerful than that of Mount & Blade.

"Are you trying to provoke me by shouting next to me?"

Mount & Blade casually shot and killed a mortal soldier who was about to fire at him, then turned to Lionfist and questioned him.

Lion Fist didn't back down an inch. "Why don't you say it's you, you wolf cub, blocking my way?"

"So arrogant, are you trying to start a fight?" Mount & Blade shouted. "In the name of the Space Wolf, I'm going to beat you bunch of whimpering cats to a pulp!"

"A bunch of huskies, daring to bark!" Lion Fist shouted. "Watch me punch the dog king, kick the pack, and smash Fenris's doghouse!"

"Come, let's have a duel of honor!"

"Come on, come on! Anyone who doesn't is a coward!!"

Just as the two were about to have a duel, Zhan Shuai's voice rang out in time, stopping their foolish actions.

"You two bastards, don't make me deduct your DKP."

"If we're going to fight, let's go back and fight in the gladiator cage."

On the battlefield, a battle commander, as the leader of a battle group, still holds considerable authority.

The usually carefree and playful veteran players will often firmly support all his decisions at this time.

With the warband leader speaking, Mount & Blade King and Lion Fist dared not cause any more trouble and obediently continued to kill the enemy, no longer daring to make a fuss.

boom!

A single sword strike from the War General cleaved a cavalry-type war machine in two.

The wreckage hit the ground with a dull thud, and bright sparks flew from the cut.

Kill count +1.

Zhan Shuai shook off the blood, flesh, and oil from his sword, looked around the battlefield, and saw that the enemy had been mostly wiped out.

He switched communications to inquire about the situation of the other squads.

"Zhuge, how are things on your end?"

A chaotic communication system, interspersed with the sounds of static, screams, and explosions, began to operate.

Zhuge's hoarse voice rang out amidst the noise.

"We have successfully captured the Y-17 gun crew and are currently heading to S area."

"Very good, keep up this momentum."

Zhan Shuai switched to another team's communication channel.

"Some enemies are blocking our way. The mission to destroy the Void Shield Generator in Area A-1 is expected to be delayed by three minutes." The twisted man's voice rang out.

"Stay in touch and share progress," Zhan Shuai said.

After confirming the progress of each team,

The commander ended the communication and continued fighting, eliminating the remaining enemies.

The players were killing very quickly.

The defenders of the fort were all slaughtered.

The platform was littered with mangled corpses.

"Let me go!"

A rebel commander knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

“The Emperor might forgive you,” the War General said, “but you must ask Him yourself.”

After eliminating the enemies, the players planted bombs at key locations on the turret.

boom! boom! boom!

With a deafening explosion, yet another gun emplacement was rendered inoperable.

"Let's move on to the next objective."

Zhan Shuai and his men continued forward.

Wherever they go, bloody and brutal battles erupt.

Rebels emerged from every dark corner, only to become the severed limbs and broken pieces of the players' path.

As the players advance, the occupied area grows larger and larger.

The rebels were in deep despair.

They discovered that no matter how hard they tried, they could not prevent their fate of defeat from descending.

One after another, the artillery batteries were rendered inoperable, and the anti-aircraft firepower was suddenly weakened.

"Press forward and don't let any enemy ship escape."

Standing on the bridge of the battleship Saint Fist, Da Hai decisively issued the order to attack and encircle the enemy.

He is now a colonel-level officer and can lead a small fleet in combat independently.

Once the Calissis sector is recaptured, his achievements should be enough to be promoted to general.

"I never expected to get a job in a game that I couldn't get in the real world..." Da Hai sighed.

Even without war in the real world, it's still very difficult for soldiers to get promoted.

There weren't many opportunities for practical training.

Thanks to Warhammer Online, he was able to experience real combat firsthand.

Deprived of artillery support, the rebel fleet faced a frenzied offensive from the Empire.

Taking advantage of its tonnage, the battleship Saint Fist, a paragon of the sea, charged into the enemy ranks.

Relying on powerful cannons and light spears, they destroyed the rebel ships.

Explosions kept occurring in the void, as dazzling as newly born stars.

The Imperial fleet then surrounded Wandering Harbor, cutting off the enemy ships' escape routes and ultimately defeating them completely.

Hundreds of rebel ships were reduced to floating wreckage in the void.

The Imperial fleet quickly gained the upper hand, slaughtering the rebel warships indiscriminately.