"Concentrate fire! Don't let any enemy ship escape!"
"For the Emperor!"
...
After the reassembled No Harmony Engine and Longlin Star were stolen by the The Sitting-and-Forgetting Dao, the Chaos forces fell into a disadvantage.
Facing the Imperium of Man's overwhelming firepower, the Ark of Omens were destroyed one after another, turning into burning wrecks in the void.
A vast number of flying demons were also torn apart by the Imperium of Man's dense artillery fire, their soul essence banished back to the Warp.
"Retreat!"
Abaddon gnashed his teeth in anger, but he had no other choice and could only order a retreat.
The Imperium of Man dealt a heavy blow to the Chaos forces, causing Abaddon a great loss.
Meanwhile, on the other side of Longlin Star,
Hong Zhong squatted down, looking at Vashtorr, who was weak and powerless, pierced by the Soulless Spear.
"Are you going to kill me?" Vashtorr questioned.
Hong Zhong shook his head, "If I kill you, it won't be fun anymore."
"What exactly do you want to do?" Vashtorr looked at the high-dimensional being with Hong Zhong's head in front of him.
The fate lines and inner thoughts of these guys were protected by high-dimensional power, making them un 窺探able even by the gods.
He couldn't guess what these guys really wanted to do!!
"I want to let you go." Hong Zhong scratched his head, his tone sincere.
Hearing this, a hint of suspicion appeared in Vashtorr's eyes, "You... you said you want to let me go??"
"Yes." Hong Zhong nodded, "We've already got what we wanted, keeping you is useless."
"Are you fooling me?" Vashtorr glared at the other party.
"Do I need to?" Hong Zhong said, "If I wanted to kill you, another Soulless Spear would be enough."
Vashtorr's brain was working rapidly; what the other party said made a lot of sense.
Hope rose in his heart.
He had originally thought that after being captured, he would be tormented in every way by the Emperor's minions.
Finally, he would be imprisoned and sealed until the Imperium of Man collapsed before he could regain his freedom.
Now, these guys were saying they wanted to let him go.
"What are your conditions?" Vashtorr asked.
"No conditions." Hong Zhong said, "We just hope we can become friends, and there won't be so much fighting and killing anymore. What do you say, can we be friends?"
"Become friends? Is it that simple?" Vashtorr looked suspicious.
"Yes, it's that simple." Hong Zhong said, "Are you willing to be a friend to humanity? Are you willing to help humanity?"
Vashtorr stared intently at Hong Zhong in front of him.
"First, fool him. After escaping, then figure out how to take revenge."
Thinking of this, Vashtorr nodded, "Yes, we are friends."
A smile appeared on Hong Zhong's face, "Then are you willing to help humanity?"
A cold sneer surfaced in Vashtorr's heart; pledging allegiance to humanity? Don't dream about it.
"I will help humanity."
Helping you move towards destruction, towards the end, is also helping.
"Let him stand up." Hong Zhong said to his companion beside him.
Two players walked up and helped Vashtorr off the ground.
"We are the best of friends, aren't we?" Hong Zhong looked at Vashtorr, "You helped us get Longlin Star and the No Harmony Engine."
"I also hope that in the future, you can continue to help us. I hope the Imperium of Man and your friendship last forever."
"Friendship lasts forever." Vashtorr nodded.
"You can leave now." Hong Zhong waved his hand, and the player standing behind Vashtorr pulled out the Soulless Spear.
"You're dreaming! How could I possibly be friends with you lowly bugs?"
Vashtorr instantly transformed into black mist and disappeared without a trace.
"Shameless!" Hong Zhong shouted angrily, "Vashtorr, you liar, I won't let you off!"
"Hahaha, I won't let you off either!" Vashtorr's voice faded into the distance, eventually disappearing completely.
"The aether reaction is gone, that guy left."
A player with a 'Three Barrels' symbol walked over.
Hong Zhong put away his anger and instead smiled, "Teasing a big fool, it's so much fun."
"He will definitely return to Abaddon's side. After all, only with Abaddon's help can he have a chance to transcend and become a god." Three Barrels said.
"Hahaha, then he's probably going to be disappointed." Hong Zhong grinned, "I hope Abaddon doesn't beat him to death."
"He won't die, but he'll definitely lose a layer of skin."
"He's quite knowledgeable, but his brain isn't working well."
"He couldn't possibly really think we let him go because we wanted to be friends, could he?!"
"You'd be surprised."
...
The members of the The Sitting-and-Forgetting Dao chatted lively, one after another.
"Go and edit the footage we just took, disguise it as a high-level secret message, and send it to Terra." Hong Zhong said, "Remember to leave an opportunity for those traitors."
"We need to ensure the intelligence is stolen by them and delivered to Abaddon's hands."
...
On the surface of Longlin Star, a major battle was still raging.
The clash between the Lion and the Gladiator King had reached its climax.
They fought in the industrial hell of the surface, surrounded by churning machinery and twitching muscles, all flickering with electric light and roaring demonic flames.
In an area filled with demon forges and biochemical robot assembly lines, suffering slave laborers were bound within wicked machinery.
They witnessed the demigods' battle, and their faces, made of metal and flesh, showed expressions of horror.
The two Primarchs in fierce combat crashed through countless buildings and machinery along their way.
They finally arrived at a vast steel platform.
The surface of this platform flowed with screaming faces and desperately grasping arms; countless suffering souls were bound to it.
On the high platform also stood several colossal flesh mountains, with glowing cables and toothy mouths vaguely visible beneath their translucent skin.
These deformed hills spewed colorful Warp mist, making the area hazy.
Such an environment made the Lion feel at home, as if he had returned to the dense forests of Caliban.
Angron swung his battle-axe, cleaving through the misty haze in front of him, but found nothing.
His brother had vanished into thin air.
"Come out!!"
He roared, searching everywhere for the Lion's figure, his fury burning fiercely, almost completely consuming his reason.
The Butcher's Nails constantly bit, bit, bit into his brain, causing his rationality to be overwhelmed by scorching pain and rage.
He could smell the Lion's powerful life and the fragrance of his soul, but his Warp vision found nothing.
A Primarch's soul should be as bright as a lighthouse,
But now, the Lion had completely disappeared; he didn't know how he did it!!
The Lion would occasionally appear, thrusting his sword into Angron, leaving shocking wounds on the other's massive demonic body.
Bang!!
A pipe exploded due to overload, and terrifying steam gushed out, dispersing the misty haze on the battlefield and revealing the Lion hidden within the mist.
Angron, already controlled by primal desires, instinctively flapped his wings and pounced.
This time, the Lion did not evade as before, but shifted one foot.
Bang, a sharp iron plate, human-sized and three meters long, sprang out from under the floor.
He was the Lord of Caliban, the King of Knights, but he was also a hunter skilled in hunting.
How could a qualified hunter not use traps?
The speed of the Demon Primarch himself prevented him from reacting in time, and the Warp power that should have protected him was exhausted due to the long battle.
Pfft, the iron plate instantly pierced through Angron's body, gushing blood like a fountain from his back.
Even so, Angron did not die; he continued to roar, trying to pull himself out of the iron plate.
The Lion didn't want to give Angron any chance.
He swung the longsword in his hand forward, cutting off Angron's head.
Then, he raised the Emperor's Shield and brutally smashed the head that had fallen to the ground.
Only after completely banishing his brother did he breathe a sigh of relief.
With the theft of Longlin Star, Abaddon's crushing defeat, and Angron's banishment,
This campaign also came to an end.
The biggest winner was the The Sitting-and-Forgetting Dao Battle Group.
They used the smallest price to leverage the greatest results, even taking the table with them.
Leaving the Chaos side feeling like they had swallowed a bitter pill, unable to speak of their suffering.
Other players also cried themselves out in the restrooms.
After Vashtorr, the Lord of the Soul Forge, escaped, he immediately returned to Abaddon.
He wanted to regroup and fight the Imperium of Man for another three hundred rounds to decide the victor.
However, Abaddon showed no joy at his return; instead, he had a dark expression and demanded that the Forge God explain why Longlin Star had suddenly left.
Vashtorr explained that he had been attacked by a group of Emperor's minions,
But Abaddon didn't believe him at all, thinking it was a setup by Vashtorr and the Imperium of Man.
He presented intelligence obtained by Chaos agents infiltrating the Imperium of Man.
It played a conversation between Vashtorr and a servant of the Imperium of Man.
"We are the best of friends, aren't we?"
"You helped us get Longlin Star and the No Harmony Engine."
In the video, Vashtorr kept nodding, agreeing with the other party's words.
"I've been wronged, Despoiler!"
Upon seeing the video, Vashtorr immediately realized that he had been tricked again by those Emperor's minions.
Their intention in letting him go was extremely malicious; they just wanted to see him and Abaddon fight like dogs.
"The evidence is ironclad, do you still want to argue?" Abaddon was furious, "I trusted you so much, but you caused me such misery."
"I knew all demons are liars, and you are the biggest liar of them all."
"I can explain!" Vashtorr shouted, trying to clear his name, "I've been wronged!"
"Explain it to my fist."
An enraged Abaddon punched Vashtorr's face, which was cast from metal and molten iron.
Subsequently, the Despoiler furiously beat his former partner.
Realizing that the Despoiler truly intended to kill him,
Vashtorr could only fight back, and their subordinates engaged in fierce combat on the Vengeful Spirit, fighting inextricably.
...
Near-orbit of the Argore World.
A group of T'au Empire Human Auxiliary troops boarded a landing transport ship.
They were preparing to follow the T'au member responsible for diplomacy, the 'Clever Speaker,' to the surface to meet with the local Imperial ruler.
Corrinth was one of them.
He was once an Imperial Guard soldier until the T'au Empire conquered his world and transformed it into a Home World. He was then recruited by the T'au Empire and became an auxiliary soldier.
To date, he had served the Greater Good for over 40 months.
Corrinth did not regret his decision to join the T'au Empire; he even thought he was very wise.
His current life was much better than before.
Not only had his living conditions greatly improved, but he also received pulse carbines, advanced armor, and stable communicators distributed by the T'au Empire.
Corrinth believed that what he had gained was enough to make those Imperial troops who considered themselves loyal envious.
The negotiation site was set in an open space.
The landing transport ship landed lightly, delivering Corrinth and his companions to the ground to perform guard duties.
The negotiations did not go smoothly; the two sides could not reach an agreement.
The Planetary Governor looked at the T'au in front of him and the traitors behind him, "You betrayed humanity, and you still demand that we submit to you."
"We will never give up this planet, and we demand that you leave our world immediately, otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite."
"You've made a very foolish decision." The Clever Speaker, as the diplomatic envoy, shook his head, "Refusing to join the Greater Good, only destruction awaits you."
"Get lost!" The Planetary Governor shouted, "You will never get this world!"
Corrinth looked at the ruler, a hint of pity rising in his heart; he knew how terrifying the T'au Empire's power was.
Once they chose to refuse, this world would have to endure the wrath of the Fire Caste warriors.
Those elite warriors in battle suits would crush all resistance.
After the negotiations broke down, the T'au Empire launched a full-scale offensive.
Hunter cadres were deployed from the warships in void orbit.
In just a few days, they successively broke through human defenses.
Those who tried to obstruct the Greater Good were torn to pieces by terrifying artillery fire.
Facing the overwhelming victory of the T'au Empire, those pitiful and ignorant Imperial citizens fled frantically, in trepidation.
The powerful and wealthy also racked their brains, trying to get a ticket to escape the war.
The Emperor's rule was overthrown like dominoes.
"It seems your Emperor didn't appear to save you."
When Corrinth saw the Planetary Governor again, it was at the latter's mansion.
He couldn't help but mock the other party.
"Hahaha." The Planetary Governor looked at the traitors in front of him, "Are you really sure He didn't save us??"
"Don't waste words with this idiot. In the name of the Greater Good, this guy is captured."
His companion beside him was too lazy to say more, rushed up and gave the Planetary Governor an elbow strike, knocking him unconscious.
Watching the Planetary Governor being escorted away, Corrinth walked to a window overlooking the burning Hive City outside, a smile on his face.
Under the protection of the Greater Good, the T'au Empire would eventually defeat all enemies.
The Imperium of Man would fall into its own decay and arrogance, and like this world, the future would ultimately belong to those who followed the Greater Good.
...
The vast void,
The Sky Punishment Colossus, having received a distress call, was entering the Reality universe from the Immaterium ocean.
"We'll reach the world that sent the distress signal soon." Tenjiro said to his companions.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Chop! Chop! Chop!" Wrist Bro roared.
"You really have Khorne in your brain, you only say that all day." The Warmaster kicked him.
"It's been quite a while since the Longlin Star campaign ended, so this guy might have held it in for a long time." Tenjiro said, "I wonder what enemies we'll encounter in this mission."
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Chop! Chop! Chop!" Wrist Bro shouted again.
"Alright, alright, no matter what enemy it is, you can chop to your heart's content then." Tenjiro gave in, "Is that enough?"
PS : I got swamp by ramadhan, got self holiday sorry for late up, here I got'u 10 chapter.