Seeing the Human fleet continuously Warp in and gather at the edge of the Longtooth Star's starfield, Snagga Monet, Grabskaga, and Mogash Kulgraz, the three Ork warlords, could no longer contain their warlike hearts.
They all ordered their subordinates to launch a full-scale offensive.
Thus, countless smoke-belching, patched-up Ork warships swarmed the Human fleet, initiating a void battle.
The Humans quickly counterattacked.
Both sides fought fiercely, locked in a desperate struggle.
Missiles and lasers densely covered the entire airspace, and warships moved in a deadly dance in the void, unleashing destructive gunfire upon each other.
The scene of the space battle was chaotic, filled with violent energy.
The warring parties wantonly unleashed firepower on their opponents, and warships tore into each other.
Space was filled with laser lines, missile propulsion flames, and the widespread wreckage left by torpedo explosions.
Electromagnetic waves vibrated the void, causing countless electronic devices to emit strange hissing sounds.
Atomic impacts exploded in the space between the two fleets.
The void battlefield became exceptionally brutal, with both sides suffering heavy casualties.
Warships were constantly destroyed, and bodies were thrown into the void with silent, terrifying explosions.
Void battles usually took place tens of thousands of kilometers apart, but the Orks never liked this long-range combat style.
They used every means to bring the bloated ships built by their Mekboyz close to the Human warships.
The close proximity allowed them to directly launch boarding actions using their crudely made jump packs.
The Players, of course, would not back down and also launched counter-boarding actions against the Ork warships.
The battle was once extremely fierce, with explosions everywhere illuminating the entire void.
The fleet was engaged in combat.
And the Imperium's Primaris were also engaged with the Orks, and the two sides once fought inextricably.
"For the Emperor, brothers!"
A Bowl of Lobster Soup raised his arm and shouted, and countless Players responded with roars.
"For Celia, for the City in the Sky!"
"For Chen Douzi, for the Empress!"
The cheers were deafening, echoing through the warship.
"Let's go, to battle!" A Bowl of Lobster Soup shouted.
Subsequently, many Players followed him to the embarkation deck.
Because the battlefield was very chaotic at this time, and the teleportation device was difficult to lock, using boarding torpedoes was the fastest way to board.
The Players entered the boarding torpedoes and then launched them.
The torpedoes passed through the battlefield covered by dense barrages, using the melta devices installed at the front to cut through the Ork warship's hull and then enter the warship.
As soon as A Bowl of Lobster Soup entered the Ork warship, he heard roars.
Then, a large group of Orks appeared around the corner of a distant corridor.
They wore rusty armor, fixed to their limbs with leather straps and bolts.
"Fire!" A Bowl of Lobster Soup called out to the other Players.
They raised their boltguns, aimed at the incoming Orks, and pulled the triggers.
After pulling the triggers, gunshots roared, and dense bolter rounds formed a barrage, pouring onto the enemies.
In an instant, the Ork ranks were a bloody mess.
Then, the Players roared and charged into the Ork tide of flesh and steel.
An Ork whose muscles were mechanized wielded a mace shrouded in arcs, smashing several Players into bloody fragments.
This Ork was Snagga Monet, one of the three great Ork warlords.
A Bowl of Lobster Soup confronted this terrifying Ork warlord.
Clang! Clang!
The clash of weapons generated terrifying shockwaves, sweeping away everything in the vicinity.
The two sides fought inextricably, and the battle was fierce.
After another clash of weapons, A Bowl of Lobster Soup found an opportunity.
He swung his sword in a low cut, severing the opponent's legs, and then strode forward, crushing the opponent's head.
The Thirteenth Legion Players fought their way through, with the bloody, foul-smelling alien organs splattering on their armor.
With the hiss of Power Swords and the roar of boltguns, they left countless bodies in their wake, fighting their way along the warship's corridors to the core energy room and the Bridge.
After placing bombs in these vital locations, they chose to withdraw.
Once they were far enough, the bombs would be detonated, tearing the entire warship apart.
The Players used such tactics to gradually tip the scales of victory towards the Imperium.
Just as the Human fleet was about to gain an overwhelming advantage, an unprecedented, hollowed-out planetary fortress appeared before the Imperial commanders.
The surface of this fortress was made up of mountains embedded with artillery and mechanical devices, and its rugged terrain was covered with enormous orbital cannons and dense minefields.
Kilometer-wide engine nacelles were firmly fixed in the bedrock.
As soon as this magnificent starfort appeared, it instantly negated the advantage the Human fleet had gained.
Several Human warships were easily destroyed, and terrifying explosions sent countless flaming fragments flying everywhere.
The Ork starfort's escort fleet became even more frenzied, like mad barbarians wielding clubs, charging directly into the Human lines.
The communication system echoed with the terrifying howls of Orks, countless Orks craving a bloody war.
Realizing the threat posed by the Ork starfort, Little Alpaca ordered the warships to focus fire and open a shield breach.
Then, the teleportation device locked onto the starfort's surface.
Accompanied by a dazzling teleportation flash, high-level Players of the Rose Battle Group were teleported to the starfort's surface.
The Orks who were maintaining the generators and shields stared blankly for a few seconds when they saw the Humans appear, then roared one after another.
With their formidable combat power, they easily slaughtered the nearby Orks and advanced towards the core area in small teams.
"The enemy is approaching, we must be fast, set bombs at the energy nodes, and destroy this starfort."
Little Alpaca issued the mission for this trip to the other Players.
They had to cripple this magnificent starfort to help the Imperial Navy win this void battle.
"Charge!"
"Don't be a coward!"
"Yellow Old Man is watching us!"
The Players shouted various strange slogans and charged into the surface's defensive fortifications, slaughtering the roaring Orks.
Explosions constantly occurred, shaking the ground.
It only took fifty seconds to clear the first defensive fortification and trench.
The Players were simply running wild, slaughtering all enemies in sight.
The first, the second, the third...
One after another, the fortress fortifications turned into shattered debris, emitting plumes of black smoke, with beacon fires rising.
WAAAGH!!
Just as the Players were sweeping through everything, the Ork warlord Snagga Monet appeared.
He had a five-meter tall body, a sturdy physique, thick muscles, and a large number of crude industrial prosthetics implanted in his body.
This magnificent starfort belonged to him.
"Oh my goodness!"
"This guy's arm is bigger than my whole body."
Gray Bao'er, holding a chainsword, widened her eyes.
"An Ork warlord, how do we fight him?" Meng Zhu gathered violent psychic power, and after a furious roar, violent lightning was released, instantly clearing out the surrounding Orks.
A smell of burnt Mushroom permeated the air.
"Go, don't think too much!" Xiao Yu, holding a Power Sword covered in arcs, launched an attack on the Ork warlord.
The next second, with a loud bang, she flew back even faster, crashing into an earthen wall.
If it weren't for the mech's cushioning ability and the powerful recovery ability of the faith-based playstyle, she might have been completely gone from that hit.
Little Alpaca swung her sword, slaying several charging Orks, then opened her pet space and released several Bug Saint units.
The Bug Saints, implanted with controllers, unconditionally obeyed her commands, and the moment they appeared, they launched an attack on the Orks.
Their massive bodies and sharp limbs easily slaughtered the surrounding Orks, while Little Alpaca herself walked towards the Ork warlord.
"Protect me."
Accompanied by a prayer, a holy radiance appeared on her body, bright and dazzling.
The Ork warlord roared again and charged towards Little Alpaca, his giant choppa chopping down on her head.
Clang~
The weapons of both sides collided.
A terrifying shockwave swept out.
The two sides were vastly different in size, but Little Alpaca still blocked the Ork warlord's attack.
WAAAGH!!
The Ork warlord roared again.
He continuously swung his war-axe, trying to cleave the Human in front of him to death, but Little Alpaca, empowered by faith, possessed greater strength and physique, and stubbornly withstood his onslaught.
The other Players also released the Zerg units purchased from the MC Dynasty, letting them deal with the Orks, and then jointly launched an attack on the Ork warlord.
"Raging Thunder!"
Meng Zhu raised his scepter, and violent Warp energy surged out, transforming into terrifying lightning that struck the Ork warlord, causing him to stagger back, his body emitting plumes of scorched black smoke.
The other Players seized this opportunity, swarming forward, swinging their swords and hacking at this massive Ork warlord, leaving terrible wounds on his body.
Finally, Little Alpaca seized the opportunity, swung her sword, and cut off the Ork warlord's head, ending his life completely.
As the Ork warlord Snagga Monet fell, the Orks' morale collapsed, and they scattered and fled, being greatly slaughtered by the landed Imperial forces.
By the time the slaughter ended, the starfort's surface was piled with corpses and rivers of blood, a scene of desolation difficult to describe in words.
Little Alpaca and the other Players entered the starfort's interior and installed bombs in the plasma fusion core.
As the bombs detonated, the plasma core also emitted unimaginable energy, tearing apart the massive starfort, turning it into countless fragments.
With the starfort destroyed, the Ork fleet, which had just gained a slight advantage, immediately fell into disadvantage, and was then completely broken by the Imperial fleet.
Accompanied by an efficient slaughter, Ork warships exploded one after another in the void, turning into bright fireballs that illuminated the dark void.
The Ork fleet was completely defeated.
The patched and bloated warships were slaughtered, exploding one after another, turning into burning fragments.
After slaughtering the void fleet, the Players conducted an airborne operation on Longtooth Star, preparing to completely clear the Ork threat from the Koronus Expanse.
Countless drop pods streaked across the sky like heavenly fire, falling to the ground with rumbling sounds.
The terrifying impact caused the earth to tremble, creating terrifying cracks and scorched craters.
The Players acted as vanguards, launching an attack on the Ork's defensive fortifications.
They broke through the Ork positions like a hot knife through butter, slaughtering the xenos in the fortresses.
In just half an hour, they cleared a large area, slaughtering countless enemies, leaving the positions covered in dismembered limbs.
The last Ork warlord, Mogash Kulgraz, led his personal guard into battle and confronted Desert and other Players.
After a brutal battle, Desert and the other Players, at the cost of a dozen sacrifices, successfully killed this Ork warlord.
At this point, all three of the last Ork warlords had fallen.
The Orks on Longtooth Star were in chaos.
Normally, they would fight among themselves to produce a new warlord leader, but the Humans clearly would not give them this opportunity.
The Players continued to sweep through Longtooth Star until the Orks no longer posed a threat.
After the war, the Adeptus Mechanicus priests entered the field and began to terraform the planet according to procedure.
They first used flamethrowers to cleanse the ground, ensuring no Ork spores remained.
Then, they demolished the remaining Ork structures, crushed them, and built magnificent Human structures in their original locations.
Just as the Players were counting the spoils of this victory, the Eldar seers led by Ashbell appeared before the Players.
"Do you want to know Erebus's whereabouts?"
Originally, the Players were not very enthusiastic about these Eldar seers.
After all, as the cooperation between the Imperium and the Eldar like Aeldari deepened, many Eldar were already providing services to the Imperium of Man.
Instead of wasting time dealing with these haughty Eldar, it was better to count their gains.
But a single sentence from the other party made the Players' eyes widen.
They could do without the spoils, but Erebus could not be let go.
"Where is he?" Desert asked.
Erebus escaping from his grasp had once been his greatest regret.
"He is still in the Koronus Expanse, mingling with those Chaos traitors, plotting an evil conspiracy."
Ashbell gave the Players coordinates and also offered to take them through the Webway.
Desert, Little Alpaca, A Bowl of Lobster Soup, and other high-level Players confirmed that the coordinates were correct, then set sail, preparing to capture Erebus alive.
Ashbell had expected these God Chosen to be more respectful to him, in exchange for his help in opening the Webway for them.
After all, besides the Old Ones, only the Eldar could utilize the Webway with ease.
To catch Erebus, speed was essential, and the fastest way to travel at this stage was through the Webway.
But the behavior of Desert, Little Alpaca, and the other Players greatly disappointed this Eldar seer.
They were not as respectful to her as expected, treating her merely as an ordinary ally.
This greatly angered Ashbell, and he secretly decided that if these Human monkeys did not change their attitude, he would absolutely not help them open the Webway entrance.
However, upon arriving at the starfield where the Webway entrance was located, Ashbell and the Eldar were shocked by what they saw.
The Human warship flying at the very front skillfully opened the Webway entrance and successfully entered the Webway.
The entire process did not require their assistance or guidance.
This made Prophet Ashbell doubt his life.
This is not scientific, is it?
How did these damned Human monkeys know how to open the Webway entrance?