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There was gunfire.

The Inquisition began to gradually withdraw from the battlefield. The warships in the air firmly occupied the orbit and defeated the attacks of the Chaos fleet again and again. But the latter did not stop there. They tried their best to bypass the defense of the Inquisition and attack the planet directly.

And some of them did succeed.

A dark figure emerged from the blizzard, as if this dim world was part of it. It roared and rushed forward, tearing through the roaring snow with its power claws.

Then it was blocked by a hammer shining with thunder.

"You haven't all died yet."

Duanmu Huai raised his thunder hammer and looked at the enemies in front of him wearing heavy black power armor. They had twisted bones and bright red wings painted on their helmets. They were neither familiar nor unfamiliar.

"Tell me, you bastards of Curze, even your father has spit on you, cursed you, and abandoned you, so what is the meaning of your life?"

"The false emperor's lackey!"

Perhaps it was because of the sight of the golden double-headed eagle and skull logo on Duanmu Huai's chest that the eyes of the black giant in front of him turned even redder.

"You are not allowed to say that name! This world will eventually be destroyed and return to chaos like countless other worlds!"

"I insist on saying that you are cursed and abandoned, and even your own father doesn't want you."

Duanmu Huai let out a crazy laugh.

"You have betrayed the Empire, betrayed humanity, and betrayed everything. In the final analysis, you are nothing but a bunch of filthy scum, lowly sinners. You should be executed together with your stupid and mentally retarded father! Let me tell you, no matter now or in the future, even if it's thousands or tens of thousands of years later, the Inquisition will never forget your sins and shame!"

The violent and crazy pressure rushed towards them, and the intense fear almost turned into magma, flowing through the bodies of Chaos Warriors. The Night Lords are proficient in fear and pain, and they regard it as an indispensable art. But no fear and pain can be compared with what is happening now.

They once peeled off people's skin alive, used special machines to change the other party's perception of pain, and dug out the eyeballs and tongues of their prey. Any prey that fell into the hands of the Night Lords would be eager to die.

But now, even death has become a luxury.

The aura of destruction penetrated the body of the Night Lord, and it let out a shrill scream, and its demonic wings began to tremble, as if every capillary, every inch of muscle, and every piece of skin was being tortured and tortured like never before. It even had no way to escape, because this trembling and fear did not come from the body, but from its soul.

That evil, corrupt, filthy soul was like a rotten corpse being mercilessly blown by a violent hurricane.

It requires neither repentance nor forgiveness.

But judgment and destruction.

The thunder hammer flew out with a whistling sound, smashing the Midnight Lord's power claw into pieces. Duanmu Huai clenched the hammer tightly and swung it in an arc, then swung it down again.

"Bang!"

The tall, ugly, twisted body was smashed to the ground, marking the beginning of another battle.

A battle that lasted for dozens of thousands of years.

The chapter that once raised the banner of rebellion, the guards that once defended the empire.

Today, the empire is long gone. Perhaps they are the last vestiges of a human empire that ever existed, for better or for worse.

But it doesn't matter, both sides have a mission, the same mission.

That is to destroy the opponent!

"——————!"

The macro cannon roared.

The shining flames are intertwined with the stars in the sky, making them indistinguishable from each other.

The two fleets were like two wounded beasts, entangled and biting each other, each bite could tear a piece of flesh from the other. But even so, neither side had any intention of giving up the fight. It seemed that the battle would only end when the other side was completely dead.

However, compared to the Chaos Fleet that had truly transformed into ferocious beasts, Ecot was obviously much more relaxed. It was also because of this that she discovered in advance the huge shadow that appeared almost silently and covered the planet.

A violent, terrifying, huge body emerged from the void, and Ecot commanded the Inquisition fleet to disperse quickly while firing a salvo. The Chaos fleet, which had its back to them, obviously had no such good luck. Their dirty, corrupt, and ugly ships were attracted by the Leviathan in front of them before they could leave the warp, and then were smashed into pieces.

The Swarm has arrived, answering the call of the Genestealers, greedily devouring the planet's biomass and attempting to merge it with themselves.

"We must retreat immediately! Uncle!"

Aikote called out loudly to Duanmu Huai.

"The Tyranids have arrived and are trying to approach the planet. I cannot stop them with the current number of fleets."

"We'll be there soon!"

Duanmu Huai strode forward through the snowy forest, although logically speaking, teleporting through the webway was a very safe way to do it here.

But according to Duanmu Huai's experience, the closer to the subspace, the more unstable the teleportation becomes.

He didn't want to open his eyes and find himself surrounded by four vendors.

This possibility not only exists, but is also very high.

The rest of the Night Sentinels were responsible for the rear guard. They were armed with bolters and chainswords, and ruthlessly annihilated all the enemies who dared to rush over. Whether they were Chaos Warriors, Tau, Necrons or Genestealers, it was the same. Of course, they would be killed, but for the Night Sentinels, they were not killed. Once they were irreversibly damaged, the souls of the Night Sentinels would automatically return to the realm of the God of Destruction, Duanmu Huai, and then they would be merged with another power armor through the spirit again.

Well, this is much more efficient than the Cursed Legion.

A Night Crow Black Star descended from the sky, and Duanmu Huai rushed forward carrying Ogis and Lumiaire, rushing forward without even waiting for the latter to land.

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"Return to the battleship immediately!"

Following Duanmu Huai's order, Night Crow Black Star instantly accelerated, left the planet at the fastest speed, and then disappeared into the vast sea of ​​stars.

And the battle continues.

At least that was the case when Duanmu Huai returned to the courtroom.

"This is a terrible situation."

Duanmu Huai was in a bad mood when he returned to the combat command room. The Eye of Terror had completely turned into a hodgepodge. Orcs, Necrons, Zerg, and Chaos Connection appeared. It was simply terrible. Duanmu Huai didn't like this kind of change that was beyond his control, but he had to admit that this kind of thing could only be said to be... his luck was too bad.

Well, similar things have actually happened in the game before, but for Duanmu Huai, this is the first time that such chaos has occurred in such an emergency situation.

"The Seventh and Eighth Fleets have been annihilated."

Aikote also gave up the control at this moment and reported helplessly. In order to buy time for Duanmu Huai, she had to choose to directly control the fleet to rush up for physical interception, and then detonate its retreat furnace to release a small black hole, swallowing as many insect swarms as possible.

But that was the end of it. Eventually, the Zerg broke through the blockade. Fortunately, Duanmu Huai, Lumiel and others had already left the unlucky planet. But obviously, others were not so lucky. Obviously, the Zerg that fell from the sky would become a new force in the melee. But this had nothing to do with the Inquisition. They had already withdrawn and now they just had to watch the fire from the other side of the river.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Knight, who do you think will win this battle?"

An stared at the star map in front of him and asked curiously, while Duanmu Huai restrained his anger and frustration and thought for a moment.

"I think the Necrons can't handle the pills. I'm not sure about the Greenskins, but if we just talk about numbers, nothing can compare to the Greenskins and the Zerg. The Chaos Legion won't get any benefits either. I guess they will choose to flee back to the Eye of Terror after this."

After all, the Chaos Legion probably just came out to see what was going on, and didn't expect to encounter the Zerg. And there was no conflict between the Zerg and the Chaos Daemons.

The reason is simple. The Zerg cannot absorb demons. Even if the Zerg kills demons, they cannot devour them and transform them into biomass. Similarly, for Chaos Demons, even if they kill the Zerg, they cannot obtain spoils such as souls.

It can be said that a fight between the two sides would be a lose-lose situation, so Duanmu Huai concluded that the Chaos Legion would not stay for too long.

"Now...what should we do?"

Mary frowned slightly and asked uneasily, while Duanmu Huai spread his hands helplessly.

"We can only wait. To be honest, I am really anxious that I cannot wipe out these bastards all at once. But being able to get out of this chaos is already quite good. The Zerg will only go to places with abundant biomass, and this planet does not have much biomass for them to squander. I believe that before long, they will shift their focus and go to other star regions to seek benefits."

Having said that, Duanmu Huai paused and looked at Aikote.

"Aikote, when that time comes, you should send a reconnaissance fleet to keep an eye on it. If this Zerg swarm goes to another star system, issue an extermination order to that star system."

"clear."

"As for now......"

Duanmu Huai sat back in his chair silently and sighed.

"All we can do is wait - let Maria speed up the manufacturing of the components."

"yes."