Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Attack Moon, the orc's battle moon.

This is a super battleship that can rival an asteroid in size. This creation is both primitive and terrifying.

It looked like a mess, a mass of twisted messes and wreckage making up the main body. The orcs once again illogically welded together things that should be mutually exclusive.

It is more like a steel monster than a battleship.

The Battle Moon is a symbol of the cruelty and savagery of the Greenskins. Even the Glory Queen-class battleships of the Human Empire seem a bit small under such astronomical units.

Zizzi!

Amidst the harsh sound of electricity.

The Flame Keeper frigate has completely turned into burning firewood.

The fire engulfed several nearby orc warships, and hundreds of other warships were affected by the embers of the explosion.

The flames kept pouncing on their next prey like hungry predators.

But the fighting moon didn't care.

It just continued to move forward in the midst of this grand destruction. The wreckage of a large number of imperial ships and orc warships hit its surface, but the violent impact only caused some dents to appear on the steel monster, making his image Becoming more savage.

"Use Cyclone Torpedoes!"

The archangel gave the order with a gloomy expression, and the crew members carried out the order without hesitation.

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A half-kilometer long cyclone torpedo shot out of the torpedo room at the front of the Red Tears.

The mass accelerator emits blue flames, and in just a few breaths, it has increased the speed of the cyclone torpedo to the extreme. Some orc warships along the way wanted to intercept them, but those shabby weapons could not effectively intercept them at all.

Boom!

In the expectant eyes of everyone.

The cyclone torpedo collided with the orc's battle moon without any fancy.

At a certain moment, the universe they were in was no longer black and empty, and there were roiling flames everywhere.

The Cyclone Torpedo is almost the most lethal representative of the conventional weapons of the Human Empire.

It is powerful enough to incinerate a planet's atmosphere and boil its oceans, leaving only a bare rocky surface.

The orange atomic flames completely enveloped the Orcs' battle moon, and even the Space Marines could not look directly at the dazzling light. The orc battle moon seemed to turn into a sun, its light shone brightly, and hundreds of orc warships were swallowed up by the raging wave of flames.

But when the flames dispersed, the light disappeared.

Battle Moon's strangely deformed body was still displayed in front of him.

Except for the huge depressions on the surface and the surrounding melted steel rocks, the entire battleship did not seem to have suffered any fatal effects.

In the package of charred electrolytic gas.

The orc's battle moon continued to move forward, speeding towards the Red Tears.

"let's go."

The Archangel gave the order and it was a retreat, but there was no alternative.

Their reason to continue fighting in the Anteros system was gone, and the orcs were in complete control. The greenskins are eager to find a new, more challenging battlefield.

"Where are we headed?"

Radolon asked, his tone sounding particularly heavy.

Sanguinius tapped his slender fingers in the void, and with a crisp ticking sound, the map of the surrounding star field was projected in front of him.

The archangel's gaze was fixed on the Talas galaxy.

The Taras system borders the Andros system, but there are more humans living in it.

Moreover, outside the Talas galaxy, there are several galaxies, large and small, each with hundreds of billions of Empire residents living in them.

During the Great Crusade, these systems with stable security provided the Empire's fleet with a large number of well-trained warriors and vast and abundant resources.

These systems must not be dragged into the quagmire of war.

The greenskins' savage pace must be stopped outside the Talas system. They have no way to retreat, because their homeland is behind them.

"We will fulfill our mission and we will advance bravely!"

The archangel stretched out his hand.

Zooming in on the map of the Antas galaxy, a slender finger landed on the outermost planet.

This is a dead planet called Atum. It is extremely far away from the star, and the light above is weak and cold.

However, the geological activities of this planet are extremely active. The entire planet is wrapped in blazing flames, and the environment is extremely harsh.

"Atum,"

The angel spoke, her words filled with unquestionable determination: "We will regain the initiative in the war here, and then defeat these abominable aliens and gain victory one after another."

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My name is Alva.

Affiliated to the Imperial Army, 119th Army, 83rd Regiment, 7th Company.

The Imperial Army was established early in the Great Crusade to make up for the lack of Astartes manpower.

We are used in tasks such as defending worlds, organizing sieges, and large-scale invasions. I was lucky enough to be ordered to be stationed on Atum, and it has been more than ten years now.

Atum is a dead planet.

It is far away from the star, but for some unknown reason its geological activity is extremely active.

I stood on the observation deck at the top of the tower and saw a series of erupting volcanoes and a sky full of sulfur covering the surface. There were toxic corrosive gases and volcanic ash everywhere, and howling hurricanes were raging in the ruins.

The environment here is extremely harsh, there is no doubt about it.

But as long as we can figure out the laws of those volcanoes, we can live on this planet.

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In the beginning, this was difficult for me.

But luckily my company commander Daniel, although grumpy and eccentric, had a lot of experience living on Atum.

Therefore, the same batch of people has changed batch after batch, but I am still living well on this planet.

There are no seasons in Atum.

The climate can be roughly divided into hot season and cool season.

After the arrival of the hot season, the frequency of volcanic activity will increase and the size of eruptions will become larger.

But I am looking forward to this very much, because the magma spewing out from the bottom sometimes brings up the volcanic worms living in the soil.

This is a local specialty the size of an adult's arm and full of sharp teeth.

Although it looks hideous and ugly, it tastes very delicious.

Company Commander Daniel said that the protein of volcanic worms is thirty times that of ant beef.

While I don’t think Daniel could survive eating ant beef, the delicious taste of volcano worms is certainly worth the wait.

I swallowed.

Prepare to check your cooking tools after today's work is completed.

But at this moment, the dull sound of the engine interrupted my reverie.

I subconsciously clenched the laser gun in my hand and looked up to see a huge blood-red Stormbird spinning down from the sky, and neatly arranged burly giants walked out of the cabin.

That majestic figure, glorious and glorious posture.

You can’t go wrong!

They must be the Emperor's angels.

My heart was beating violently, and my face was red with excitement.

But my good luck didn't end there. At the end of the team, a perfect and shining figure appeared on the landing gear.

Those ice-white wings, gorgeous long golden hair, and a figure more majestic than those of the Space Marines, announced the opponent's identity.

——Primarch, scion of the Emperor.

Even though we were nearly a thousand meters apart, my eyes and heart still couldn't bear the terrifying glory.

Unparalleled excitement that cannot be expressed in words.

I felt like wings were growing on my back, and I couldn't wait to share this joyful news with my company commander.

However, when Daniel walked out of the room and saw the scene in front of him.

My company commander was not as excited as I expected. It can be said that his performance completely exceeded my expectations.

Daniel, a veteran who has lived on the dead planet for decades.

At this moment, he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, looking pale and speaking incoherently. When I got closer and wanted to help him stand up from the ground, I heard his desperate and painful murmur:

"It's over, we're going to end, and even the world itself is going to end!"