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

The Imperial fleet formed a cone-shaped assault formation.

With the Imperial Glory serving as the spearhead,

They plunged fiercely into the enemy ranks.

The number of Zerg swarms far exceeded that of the Imperial fleet.

However, due to tactical issues,

Only a small fraction of them could directly confront the Imperial fleet.

If those biological ships fire indiscriminately, they will not only fail to harm the Imperial ships, but will also accidentally injure themselves.

The Imperial fleet advanced relentlessly, achieving an extremely high kill count at minimal cost, leaving behind countless mangled corpses along the way.

Upon reaching near-Earth orbit of the planet, Qin Yun issued the combat order.

"Immediately airdrop and commence ground operations."

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Flying Scythe is a highly industrialized nest city world.

Numerous factories stand within the magnificent metropolis.

Countless industrial machines roared day and night, providing industrial products to the surrounding star systems.

However, this once bustling city is now a ruin.

For Morrison, who has served in the Imperial Guard for many years but is still a corporal, today is undoubtedly a terrible day.

As a member of the Mordian Iron Guard, Morrison has experienced many battles.

He had witnessed how hordes of green-skinned beasts swept across the mountains and plains, attacking the human front.

They experienced the hellish ordeal of valiant men and women being torn to pieces by the sharp limbs of aliens.

I have witnessed how those fanatical followers who serve the dark gods have become corrupted and twisted.

I've even seen those terrifying monsters hidden in the darkness, monsters that can't be discussed casually!

When his troops were dispatched to Feilian Star to suppress a local rebellion, he didn't pay much attention.

There are always endless battles and enemies to be fought in the galaxy.

However, what happened next was something that he and many other Modian people had not anticipated.

Upon arriving on Flying Scythe, they discovered a rebellion in the region involving the Tyranids.

A gene-stealing cult known as the Poor Prince is inciting the people of the Empire to rebel.

We must overthrow the brutal, inefficient, and corrupt human empire and build a free, democratic, and beautiful new world.

The Empire's communication efficiency was extremely poor, and information exchange between different regions was slow.

Regions that did not experience the Terran Wars often do not know the specific situation in Terran.

Many indigenous people don't even know what gene stealers are!

When they heard that someone was going to lead them in rebellion and let them live a better life, they naturally followed suit.

Morrison once again recalled the admonition his instructor had given him when he left his hometown.

Everything bad in the universe always begins with a beautiful promise.

Mordison and his associates had no choice but to forcefully suppress those misled fools.

Then, fight gene stealers in the streets and alleys of the hive.

After years of development, gene stealers

They have long since multiplied into a massive population, and have even corrupted many humans who fight for them.

The battle between the two sides was extremely fierce.

But relying on its powerful firepower and continuous support,

Mordison and his team successfully suppressed the gene-stealing hordes rampaging through the hive.

They even managed to kill their bishop.

Just as Mordison and his team were about to achieve victory, problems arose in the Calesis Sector.

As the largest financial entity in the sector, the Colin family betrayed the Empire.

They demanded that the imperial army on Feilian Star join the rebellion.

Otherwise, cut off their supplies and send troops to eliminate them.

Mordisen's superior acted decisively; as soon as the enemy's envoy arrived to persuade them to surrender, he immediately killed the envoy and the wavering officer.

The rebels were enraged, but they were powerless to do anything about it.

Given the ongoing battle on the ground, the rebels did not launch an offensive, but merely cut off their supplies.

Morrison and his men were left to be besieged and worn down by the aliens on the ground.

The plan is to weaken both sides, and then the opportunist will reap the benefits.

Fortunately, this planet has a considerable amount of supplies.

They survived those isolated and helpless years and witnessed the Imperial Loyalists' counterattack against the traitors.

Morrison and his men were delighted; enemies of the Empire would never have a good end.

However, it didn't take long.

Even worse news arrived: the Zerg fleet was coming.

First, the psionicists felt intense pain and screamed repeatedly; then, their astral messages could no longer be transmitted.

Then came the ordinary people.

They can no longer sleep peacefully; whenever they try to fall asleep, they are plagued by nightmares.

The orbital cannons gradually fell silent, and the Terran swarm seized control of near-Earth orbit.

Countless biological ships surrounded Feilian Star, like hungry wanderers eyeing a table full of delicious food.

Soon, driven by hunger, the Tyranids launched an attack on the surface.

On that day, the sun was obscured by countless sporangia, making the sky dark.

Countless shells, pulsed lasers, energy spears, and other weapons were unleashed in full force to repel the Terran Zerg landing.

The explosion and burst of energy illuminated the entire sky.

They tore countless enemies apart.

But for every Tyranid Zergling killed, twenty more will take its place.

The number is endless, like a vast ocean surging towards the Flying Star.

With a deafening roar, the Tyranids landed and launched an attack on the Imperial forces.

A fierce and extremely brutal battle ensued.

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Mordison and his team repeatedly repelled the attacks of the Tyranid creatures.

Each time, they left behind countless corpses.

But they were still the losers.

Under the relentless attacks of the Tyranids, many areas fell.

Countless towering living structures have replaced human steel and concrete.

They were gradually driven into a desperate situation.

The urgent alarm sounded again.

Having just slept for a short while, an exhausted Morrison injected himself with a stimulant.

He forced himself to rally his spirits, quickly picked up his weapon, and ran toward the city wall.

Along the way, Mordison saw many soldiers doing the same thing as him.

The flush from the stimulants lingered on everyone's faces.

Return to the area defended by their respective companies.

Morrison once again witnessed an overwhelming swarm of insects.

boom! boom! boom!

Thousands of giant cannons and towers roared, unleashing endless fury upon the swarm of insects.

The missile flew overhead, leaving a spectacular trail of flame.

The automatic cannon kicked up clouds of sand in the desert.

The shells created intermittent columns of sand, which were then pulled back to the ground by the planet's gravity.

The defensive laser emitted a dazzling light, distorting the air into a storm-like flow.

The massive amounts of plasma and lasers, combined with the flames from exploding shells, disturbed the air, filling the sky with energy.

This caused unnatural thermal disturbances in the city of Chaodu.

Mordison was soon covered in sweat.

The energy from his travels caused static electricity to appear as if cracks were forming in his goggles.

The insect infestation caused enormous damage.

The dense swarm of insects was blasted away and torn to pieces.

Dust and flames were thrown into the air.

The enemy did not simply stand there and take the beating; they quickly organized a counterattack.

The living cannon carried on the back of the giant beast fired.

Bioplasma streaked across the sky like dense raindrops.

The giant biological projectile landed on the large void shield, and the explosion created ripples.

When the swarm of insects got close enough, the commander's roar came through the communications.

"For the great glory of the Emperor, fire!"

Mordison picked up his gun and fired.

Fighting and killing in the name of the emperor.

They defeated another wave of Tyronn's attack.

But not long after, bad news arrived.

Dozens of stealth units, including Terrence Carter, entered the hive with the help of the Genestealers.

They launched attacks on key areas such as the energy reactor, central control hub, and generator.

The defenders expended tremendous effort to drive them away and kill them, but the capital still suffered extensive damage.

In particular, the generator sets and control center used to maintain the Void Shield.

The radiance of the Void Shield slowly dissipated, leaving the vast hive exposed to the enemy.

Countless flying beasts howled and swooped down from the sky.

Defensive artillery and towers fired into the sky.

Broken, charred corpses fell like raindrops, crashing onto tall buildings and streets.

However, many Tyranid creatures still reached the ground or the hive structures and launched attacks on the defenders.

Death's noose is around everyone's neck; it only needs to tighten slowly to take their lives.

The final battle has begun.

The defense line had fallen, and citizens fled in tears.

But they found there was nowhere to escape, and everywhere they looked were hungry Tyranid creatures.

The soldiers were scattered across different streets and buildings, and were gradually annihilated by Tyrion.