Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

The voice from the communication made Calgar's complexion change.

He rushed to a balcony overlooking the surface.

Looking up at the sky, the ground anti-aircraft firepower has been stopped, and the void shield has disappeared without a trace.

The booming explosion sounded again, causing the area where he was to vibrate violently again.

"Doriel." Calgar called the mechanical priest who followed him, "report the current situation."

"The energy pipeline was destroyed, the energy reactor destroyed the energy supply of the void shield, and the void shield has fallen. The energy supply device was destroyed, and the generator of the artillery array was overloaded."

A cold, mechanical voice came through the communication.

"Can it be repaired?" Calgar asked sharply.

His tone was filled with anxiety and a hint of panic.

"It's very difficult, my lord. 75% of our electricity has been offline, and the main energy control system has been destroyed." Dolier's voice came.

More explosions appeared from within, rumbling and shaking, and huge sculptures fell down in the explosion.

A group of Astral Army didn't have time to escape, they were directly smashed into blood and mud.

Alarms sounded everywhere, and comm channels flooded with calls for help and reports.

"The energy circuit caused a chain overload reaction, and the energy source points everywhere exploded, my lord." Dolier said.

"Damn." Calgar's voice contained anger, "Turn off the power generation system, and all troops retreat to the core area one by one, shrinking the defense line."

After giving the order, Calgar looked up at the sky.

The void shield is gone, and the Tyranids are no longer hindered.

Groups of winged beasts circled and charged towards the Hive City. Bioplasma and highly toxic bombs rained down on the Hive City overwhelmingly, and the entire defensive position was flooded by the enemy's artillery fire.

A large number of spore sacs fell from a high altitude, and fell to the ground with the loud bang of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking. Huge creatures crawled out of them, and the deafening roar made people feel frightened.

The comms network beeped incessantly, and all requests were marked in scarlet for the most urgent.

Randomly open a report that is all about the critical situation.

"My lord, our position has been surrounded by Tyron."

"The formation of fighter planes has been unable to defend."

"The battery is under attack, my lord."

There was a constant booming sound from the sky, and swarms of Zerg covered the sky above the hive city.

A hint of despair appeared on Calgar's face.

With the void shield destroyed, they will face the torrent of Tyranid creatures, which is definitely one of the world's most terrifying nightmares.

Countless biological artillery fire raged in the hive, blasting away the stones transported from distant worlds to be carved into statues of Imperial heroes.

All parts of the city were burning violently.

On every level of the towering hive fortress, the flames of war rage.

With the void shields lowered, the Tyranid aerial swarms and long-range firepower were free to move and unleash their long-suppressed artillery fire.

And on the criss-crossing ground highway of the Hive City, a large number of Zerg poured into the Hive City along the road.

Huge tyranid creatures smashed into the giant triumphal arch that had been adorning it.

Flexible gene-stealers scaled building after building, attacking loyal defenders from all directions.

The winged Zerg swooped down continuously and landed on the battlefield, setting off terrible killings one after another.

Desperation and death spread among the Imperial defenders.

Under the terrible offensive like a torrent, human beings are so fragile, relying on the remaining courage and will to sacrifice, they are struggling to persevere.

Yet the universe is so cold.

Fate is also so cold.

Victory and success will not be given to whoever is braver and stronger.

Under the attack of the Zerg, the imperial defenders retreated steadily.

The dots of light representing the troops disappeared one after another, representing the death of all members.

The Cavaliers also suffered from the same dilemma.

Countless Zerg swarmed up, using the overwhelming numbers to crush the Knight Titan to the ground, and dismembering it with their sharp jointed limbs.

The naked driver lying in the nutrition cabin was pulled out, dismembered, and dismembered.

"Go to hell." Aruken roared.

A steady stream of pain, exhaustion from the neural network.

Scary scars appeared on the Heavenly Punishment Titan he controlled.

"Defenders of the Empire never fear."

Aluken growled.

He is the Emperor's sword, the Primarch's war machine.

The Iron Angel of the Holy Human Empire, he has sworn to protect his people, so it is absolutely impossible for him to fear death.

"All troops retreat one by one."

The voice of the rear command came through the communication.

But Aluken went up against the retreating tide and rushed towards the enemy.

The core area is too narrow, and the imperial troops are all concentrated there, there is no place for the titans to display it.

There was only one task left for him.

That is to assist other friendly forces to retreat.

The command gave no such order to Aluken.

But the final task is something every driver knows.

This is their highest honor

Every pilot was taught how to buy time for other troops to evacuate in the event of an emergency, in the best interest of the Emperor.

"In this dark, hopeless, futureless galaxy, we are all but currency, used by the Emperor to buy humanity's existence."

In Aluken's mind, he recalled a sentence his teacher said when he was a student.

At that time, he didn't understand.

Now, he understands.

It's a pity that he can't go back, and it's impossible to see that mentor again.

Looking at the Bio-Titan rushing towards him, he knew that he was going to die here, this was the last battle.

"May our souls stand under the throne."

Aluken switched the communication channel and spoke to the crew members who had been with him for many years.

They also returned their final blessings to Aluken.

"Let me see your level." Aluken said in a low voice.

The Heaven's Punishment Titan took heavy steps and charged towards the enemy first.

The heavy, mountain-like body trampled the small Tyranid creatures to death in pieces.

Several Titans under siege were thus saved.

"Retreat, your mission should not end here, guard the last position, and wait for the arrival of the Primarch." Aluken said.

The Heaven's Punishment Titan swung its iron hand like a mountain and knocked a group of Tyranid creatures into the air.

A dying Knight Titan was rescued.

"My lord, thank you for your help, my lord." A woman's voice came from the Knight Titan.

"Evacuate, leave this place to me." Aluken said.

"Thank you." Knight Titan limped away.

The adamantine shell was covered with scars, and the hydraulic stabilizer was also damaged.

The power sword was snapped off, the titan weapon slumped over broad metal shoulders.

The driver's heart was filled with the joy of formation and the shame of retreat.

The Knight Titan survived.

But its mission has long been doomed, and that is to die on the battlefield.

It was saved because it would not have been in the Emperor's best interest to die here.

The surviving Knight Titans evacuated, and Aluken manipulated the Heaven's Punishment Grade Titans to face the behemoths that surrounded them.

The huge cannon on its back fired instantly, causing a bug saint titan to let out a wail, and then the heavenly punishment titan rushed up.

The huge iron hand held the thick sharp horn and controlled it.

The Power Fist pierced through the Insect Saint Titan's biological carapace like a cannonball.

The fully charged melta cannon was activated, and the target was the wound that lost its carapace protection.

The scorching light instantly vaporized and scorched the flesh and blood, successfully killing the opponent.

Other Bio-Titans also attacked.

Cruel battles followed.

The battle between the giant beasts shook the surrounding area.

Aluken tried his best, but victory is only determined by his strength. No matter how loyal he is, no matter how hard he works, he can't change his fate of failure.

The stabilizer at the waist was shattered, and the Titan's legs were shaking.

The piston and hydraulic pressure of the left leg were smashed, and there was no way to repair it.

The cut hydraulic pipes and fuel pipes looked like blood vessels, and the hydraulic oil and fuel inside gushed out like blood.

The huge torsion joints were also ripped out alive, like a ripped out spine.

"I am Sword of the Emperor, War Angel of the Primarch."

Aluken controlled the giant monster of the Heaven's Punishment level to hold down the giant Tyrannosaurus, and then activated the plasma cannon the size of a building to launch a final attack, killing the last giant creature.

The smell of scorched black permeated, and the wailing of the giant creature slowly disappeared.

The Heaven's Punishment Grade Titan staggered to his feet, his whole body was covered in black smoke, the pure gold shell on his body was already damaged, and there were scars everywhere.

Around the battlefield, there are several giant Tyranid beasts lying down.

The giant Tyranid beasts that besieged him were all killed by Aluken's control of the titans.

However, his injuries were also horrendous.

Through the porthole of the cockpit, sparks could be seen flying all over the titan's body.

Fire extinguishing agent filled the huge steel body.

The machine soul was howling, and the crew members also suffered heavy casualties from the battle just now.

The mechanical priest in charge of maintenance recited the prayers of the God of All Things, preparing for the final death.

Aluken has no way to control the Titan anymore.

He could only stand where he was, facing the impact of the bug swarm like a lonely warrior.

The swarm of insects climbed up the huge steel body.

The sharp limbs pierced the armor, sneaked into the Titan and fought with the crew.

Aluken wanted to get up and join the melee, but several times in a row, he was too weak to move because of his nerves.

A small knife insect crawled over and cut him up with the neurotrophic cabin.

Bright red blood mixed with nutrient solution flowed out.

The dead Aluken just looked at the golden double-headed eagle above the control room.

Seemingly expecting the double-headed eagle to carry his soul from this galaxy of misery to the Emperor's throne.

The battle in the void is also gradually failing.

Facing the increasingly terrifying Zerg fleet, the casualties of the Imperial fleet became heavier.

The blackened metal skeleton is slowly drifting into the depths of the universe from the inside to the outside.

When the battleship with a length of more than ten kilometers exploded, it was like a distant supernova erupting, instantly making the entire battlefield feel a strong light.

The sparse space torpedoes dragged their long tail flames through the void.

The shells of the macro cannon became weaker and weaker in the dazzling explosion, and could only embellish the huge insect swarm with a few flame flowers.

Coarse beams from laser arrays are also ineffective for saturation attacks.

El looked at all of this with a tinge of sadness in his heart.

The Storm Falcon, who was in charge of commanding the Void Campaign, suffered heavy casualties.

His flagship was slowly evacuating with billowing black smoke, out of the encirclement of the Zerg.

During the evacuation process, a battleship exploded, and the strong flash caused the photosensitive instruments in the portholes to automatically adjust.

The wreck of the battleship was dismembered in flames.

The deceased was thrown out of the battleship, and the corpse was slowly suspended.

El doesn't show sadness, and when you lose enough, you don't feel sad anymore.

Loyalists die every minute.

They play different roles in life.

Friend, lover, comrade-in-arms, brother.

On the battlefield, there is no difference between them, they are just a corpse that no one cares about.

Everyone grieves what they have lost.

But when one loses too much at one time, the human soul becomes numb.

The surface signal was cut.

The last information on the surface was that the void shield was broken and the Zerg swarmed in.

The defense failed, and they were unable to complete the Primarch's mission.

"Our void shield protection is decreasing."

"A wave of attacks is coming, please move in time."

The tone of the crew's broadcast channel is full of panic.

Things are getting worse for flagships.

Despair slowly emerged in El's heart.

Violent shaking came, and the flagship suffered another round of attacks, the void shield shook endlessly, and harsh sirens sounded everywhere.

"We're done!!" A thought came to El's mind.

Suddenly, a clear voice came from the originally noisy communication channel.

Completely ignoring the impact of the overflow energy on the battlefield on communication, it rang in the communication of all warships.

"This is the Glory of Macragge, we are about to enter the real universe."