Tenjiro was a man of extreme action.
When he said he would help Old Ma and the others get their revenge, he immediately got up to do it.
After logging on, he quickly contacted the high-ranking members of the Emperor Niuma Battle Group and explained the whole story.
Warmaster: "What? Lucius is back again?"
Tenjiro: "Yes, and he cut down my old brother, even tortured him to death, which made him furious. I plan to help him get revenge, brothers, come help out."
Twisted person: "Dreaming back to the Gobi Desert of Demon Realm! We were that awesome back then too, bringing a few 50-star pets just for revenge, chasing the opponent across half the map!"
Wrist Bro: "Kill! Kill! Kill! Chop! Chop! Chop!"
Sea Turtle: "Call your friends, let's fight, for the Alliance."
Zhuge: "For the Horde, kill all Alliance dogs."
Sea Turtle: "@Zhuge, one-on-one, don't say I'm bullying you."
Warmaster: "Alright, stop messing around, @Tenjiro, since you've spoken, brothers will definitely help out. Gather up, let's go kill those two bad seeds."
Wrist Bro: "Kill! Kill! Kill! Chop! Chop! Chop!"
Twisted person: "We can skip the mission, but Fabius Bile and Lucius must die."
The Emperor Niuma Battle Group's efficiency was very quick. With the help of a section of the Webway repaired by the Imperium, they only took three days to reach their target location—Planet Andre.
Fabius Bile and Lucius, leading a group of Chaos Space Marines and Beastmen, had destroyed the local defense system.
They enslaved the innocent Imperial citizens, using them as experimental subjects and slaves.
Of course, the fallen Emperor's Children, who craved slaughter and torment, often tortured and killed these slaves for amusement,
using various extremely malicious methods to torment the innocent Imperial citizens, enjoying the screams of their victims.
Old Ma and the other Players had come after receiving a distress mission from Planet Andre.
As a result, they were ambushed by Fabius Bile and Lucius, completely wiped out, and then humiliated and tortured by the enemy.
For the Fourth Scourge, this was an immense disgrace.
If they didn't get their revenge, they would have no face to show anyone in the future.
"Sea Turtle, you are responsible for clearing out the traitors' warships. I don't want to hear any news of them escaping."
After the Webway and Star Gate projects were on track, the navigation routes connecting important areas like Baal and Calixis Sector became much more stable.
Sea Turtle, piloting the Exemplar Saint Fist, had brought the fleet exclusive to the Emperor Niuma Battle Group across half the galaxy to rendezvous with the Warmaster and his forces.
"Don't worry, leave it to me. I guarantee not a single one will escape," Sea Turtle said confidently. "I'll make them regret not fleeing immediately."
"It's in your hands." After speaking to Sea Turtle, the Warmaster turned to look at Tenjiro and the others.
"The rest of you, prepare for an aerial drop. Cleanse the surface of traitors and Beastmen."
"We must let the Light of the Emperor once again envelop this planet, and let those traitors know that punishment has arrived."
On the surface of Planet Andre.
Fabius Bile, bearing titles such as Father of Mutation, Man-slayer, and Gene-Sire, stood atop the smoke-billowing ruins.
His created Beastmen were roaring as they searched through the ruins for hidden Imperial citizens.
Occasionally, desperate cries and screams would erupt.
Those innocent civilians who didn't surrender immediately and tried to hide,
once found, would become blood sacrifices for the Beastmen, torn apart alive.
"No!!"
A mother cried out in despair.
She watched helplessly as her son was torn apart by a Beastman, his internal organs pulled out.
In his last moments before death, the child was still calling for his mother.
However, his mother was powerless, only able to watch him be tortured to death.
A moment later, this mother was also torn apart alive by the Beastman.
Her head and limbs were forcibly ripped off, her abdomen torn open by sharp claws, and her internal organs gnawed into a bloody mess.
Fabius Bile glanced at it, then averted his gaze.
He didn't care about the lives of these Emperor followers.
These fools should all become blood sacrifices and slaves for his children.
His created New Humans were the future; they would replace Old Humans, become the darlings of the gods, and become the masters of the galaxy.
"Just one last step."
Fabius Bile muttered to himself, his twisted face changing several times, his eyes revealing malice and resentment.
His created New Humans were always unstable, needing a better anchor point.
When he learned of the existence of God Chosen, he immediately wanted to capture a few for study.
Who knew that these God Chosen, once dead, would immediately turn to ash, not even leaving a bone?
Watching his experimental subjects turn into nothing, Fabius Bile was enraged.
A dozen Beastmen lingered about ten meters away,
not daring to approach their creator.
They were strong in muscle but not in mind.
However, even with their limited intelligence, they could tell that Fabius Bile was very angry at the moment.
Approaching rashly would only bring disaster upon themselves.
At this moment, Lucius stepped past the Beastmen, stretching his limbs as he walked towards Fabius Bile.
"My mood is much better after chopping those fools loyal to the Emperor into pieces."
Fabius Bile looked at his former comrade with ill intent.
"My mood is not good."
"You got all the flesh and blood material and slaves in the world, and that's not good?" Lucius spread his hands.
"I want the flesh and blood of those God Chosen. You said you could get them for me." Fabius Bile's tone was very displeased.
"I got them for you. It's your fault for not keeping them safe. You can't blame me for this." Lucius refused to take the blame.
"You didn't tell me that those God Chosen's bodies would turn into air as soon as they died," Fabius Bile said angrily. "If I had known, I wouldn't have killed them."
"Anyway, I got them for you; you lost them yourself. It has nothing to do with me." Lucius extended his long, forked serpent tongue, licking the poison on his blade.
"According to our prior agreement, you owe me a batch of geneseed and Beastman cannon fodder."
Fabius Bile shook his head, "This was a failed transaction. You won't get anything from me unless you help me get a few God Chosen captives."
"Are you trying to renege?" Lucius's eyes turned hostile, and the Chaos Space Marines behind him all placed their hands on their weapons.
The Beastmen lingering nearby, seeing their creator threatened, also let out roars.
They aimed various firearms and cannons, locking onto Lucius and the Chaos Space Marines.
As soon as Lucius and his men made any move, they would act without hesitation.
"Do you think these crooked melons and cracked dates can deal with me?" Lucius grinned, revealing a ferocious smile.
"You can try, Lucius," Fabius Bile said. "Either help me get God Chosen captives, or we go to war, and no one benefits."
Just as the two sides were in a standoff, the warships remaining in orbit sent them a message.
"Imperial forces are approaching. Transport ships are flying towards the surface.
"After analysis and evaluation, they are suspected to be God Chosen forces."
The sudden news instantly reconciled the two sides, who had been on the verge of conflict.
Fabius Bile ordered the Beastmen to put away their weapons, then revealed a harmonious smile.
"We all came from the same Legion, why make things so difficult!!"
"As long as you can help me capture those God Chosen, I am willing to give you an additional one-third of geneseed."
Lucius also put away his weapon and addressed Fabius Bile as a brother.
"You are absolutely right, Brother Fabius Bile."
"It's a deal then."
The two now looked as if their previous confrontation had never happened.
Lucius turned and left, taking his subordinates to set up traps and defenses.
Fabius Bile also summoned several Orc Chieftains.
"Father." Brutus, a Minotaur, bowed to Fabius Bile with a respectful attitude.
They were all created by Fabius Bile,
hence they regarded Fabius Bile as their father.
"My children." Fabius Bile looked at his children, his eyes filled with affection. "The Emperor's minions are here again. This time, we must take them alive."
"Please, please don't kill them again."
"Understood, Father, we will bring them back alive," Brutus said.
Players never follow rules rigidly.
For them, coolness and style are far more important than anything else.
Waiting obediently for the transport ship to land is like being a clumsy, well-behaved baby, completely devoid of style.
Brave Fourth Scourge members should, when the transport ship enters the atmosphere,
jump directly down, making a spectacular entrance.
Players thought this way, and they acted this way.
As soon as the transport ship crossed the Karman line, they jumped directly out of the cabin, using their flight function to jump down from a height of 100KM.
Even with their propulsion engines and protective fields activated, the Players still landed with terrifying momentum.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Each Player's landing produced a terrifying sound, creating a deep crater on the surface filled with spiderweb-like cracks.
The Beastmen, who were adjusting their anti-aircraft guns and preparing to shoot at the transport ships,
watched dumbfounded as the Players emerged from the smoke.
Their limited capacity brains froze at that moment,
unable to comprehend how these Emperor minions managed to do it!!
Their augur arrays hadn't even scanned any aircraft, yet these Emperor minions were already standing before them, fresh as a daisy.
Had science died in this universe?
It wasn't until the Players opened fire, shooting down seven or eight burly Beastmen in succession, that they belatedly came to their senses and launched an attack on the Players.
Beastmen were burly and muscular, New Humans meticulously crafted by Fabius Bile.
They possessed tenacious vitality and terrifying combat power; just two or three working together could suppress a regular Astartes warrior.
But in front of the Players, who had completed their secondary enhancements and were wearing Hellfire Adeptus power armor,
these Beastmen were weak and pathetic, like ants. Thirty seconds after landing, the Warmaster and other Players had slaughtered all the Beastmen in their sight,
turning them into scattered, broken flesh and blood.
"Proceed according to the previous tactical action. Advance at the fastest speed. No need to leave any alive."
"For the Emperor! For Morgana! Kill!"
After the Warmaster gave the order, Tenjiro and the others quickly sprang into action.
They used their Hellfire Adeptus power armor to quickly advance to the enemy's rear, then began a massacre.
If the enemy was numerous and entrenched in sturdy fortifications,
they would decisively use large-scale destructive weapons, sending both the enemy and their cover away together.
Enemies that were few in number and lacked cover would be crushed by their powerful individual combat capabilities, directly massacred.
The mission-rushing speed that drove Little Alpaca to despair came from this:
not picking up loot, not counting kills, advancing regardless of anything, killing through the enemy first, then dealing with what came after.
Striving to reclaim a planet within a day, killing all resistance.
This was the speed of the Emperor Niuma Battle Group, so fast that other Battle Groups suspected they were cheating!!
The Emperor Niuma Battle Group's speed was extreme.
The defensive lines organized by the Beastmen,
were quickly shattered by the Emperor Niuma Battle Group's rapid advance tactics.
For a time, blood flowed like rivers, and the terrified screams of Beastmen were everywhere.
When Lucius and the Emperor's Children warriors heard that the God Chosen had completed their aerial drop and were massacring, breaking through several defensive lines in succession,
their eyes nearly popped out.
The augur arrays had just detected the transport ships, and those God Chosen were already on the ground and had cut through the Beastmen??
Just hearing it made it feel unreal.
Lucius didn't bother setting up defensive fortifications and traps; he led his Chaos Space Marines to reinforce the Beastmen.
He happened to encounter the Warmaster, who was in the midst of a massacre. A dozen Beastmen were harvested by him like roadside weeds,
without even a chance to fight back, they were all slaughtered.
"It's you?"
Lucius recognized the Warmaster at a glance, and hatred immediately welled up in his heart.
He had sworn to make this guy's life worse than death.
Now was the perfect time to fulfill that vow.