Seeing Doraemon pull out that kind of thing, Caleb, who was eating noodles next to the gameboard, jumped up immediately.
Why did this mouse have to appear at such a bad time? Lion was still being besieged.
As a result, a mouse scurried out at this moment, scaring Doraemon into pulling out a "Cyclone Torpedo."
"Wrong!"
[Doraemon is using the Planet Destroyer Bomb. This bomb can create a tiny singularity inside a planet.]
[Because the singularity's mass is too small, it will explode and dissipate at an extremely high speed.]
[After use, due to the chain reaction of physical laws, the entire planet will turn into energy and explode at an extremely high speed!]
"Holy singularity weapon!"
"Is he planning to blow up the cat's nest until not a single molecule is left!"
"No, it's not that big!"
"With this chain reaction, only pure energy will remain. It will never be possible to piece it back together in any way!"
Doraemon doesn't act unless necessary, but when he does, it's something of destruction-level.
Just seeing a mouse is enough to make him pull out something so heaven-defying.
If he ever dates a cat, would he have to blow up a planet to deal with a love rival?
[Caleb: Lion, hurry up and shoot that mouse!]
[This robot is extremely afraid of mice. Once he sees a mouse, he enters a state of extreme stress and pulls out planet destruction-level weapons!]
"Dad, why didn't you say so earlier!"
Lion, being ganged up on by several Annihilation Barges, was in a tough fight.
Now this is great; he rushed into the enemy's troops and experienced the same treatment as Konrad Curze.
These Annihilation Barges were covering each other, and it was really hard for Lion to break through now!
Lion gritted his teeth, looking at these giant machines in front of him.
Lion could only try his best to dodge the attacks of these Annihilation Barges.
At the same time, Lion wanted to order his children to quickly get rid of the mice around them.
However, at this moment, Doraemon already had the huge bomb on top of his head, If Doraemon continued to be stressed, it would really be over.
The Fallen Angels that Caleb had placed down seemed to have sensed something as well.
They disregarded the surrounding daemon engines and charged straight to the Primarch's side with their lives!
"Quick, protect the Primarch!"
Even though the Astartes were fading away like snowflakes, they still had the determination to protect their own Primarch!
Especially those Astartes who had drunk the Primarch's hand-brewed tea.
These Astartes would even launch a desperate charge with their lives.
Some Fallen Angels would even strap melta bombs to themselves, thinking of perishing together with the Annihilation Barge.
However, their spirit of sacrifice only delayed these cruel war machines for a moment!
Various weapons flew continuously on the battlefield, Countless hell-beasts and daemon engines had surrounded the First Legion.
The Hammer-wielding Daemon tore through the First Legion's line, using the Power Fist and heavy hammer in its hands to fiercely strike the angels who tried to approach it.
The spider-like crawling demon tore open the road ahead with its sharp claws.
They would use the various weapons on their bodies to eliminate everything around them.
They were like multiple tanks, rapidly destroying the Warhammer side's defensive line.
Not only that, some of the treacherous people might become Dimensional Smiths under Vashtorr.
They would ride daemon engines like the Star Hunter Demon to slaughter the Loyalist Faction.
They would use various Chaos formulas to pollute the surrounding war machines.
They might even harm a weapon's machine spirit to make the machine spirit of certain weapons enter a state of rampage.
The sudden offensive posture made the entire front line extremely precarious.
The First Legion, that vast ocean of steel, was almost pierced by this move from Vashtorr.
"Bastard, damn it!"
"Don't come over yet, clear out the mice around first!"
"Don't let that blue robot explode. If it explodes, we're all finished!"
Another heavy blow, two Annihilation Barges used their heavy mechanical arms to directly knock Lion flying away.
At this moment, Zabriel had only two choices before him: one was to rush under the Primarch and quickly catch the Primarch.
The other was, to rush into the pile of mice to deal with the mice.
Obviously, for an average person, this was a difficult problem to solve.
However, Zabriel indicated that he wanted both.
He took out the bolter in his hand and fired a few rounds with extreme speed, flying towards the direction near Doraemon.
The bolter rounds accurately hit the heads of these mice, quickly blowing them to pieces.
At the same time, the Primarch was also caught by him, That seemingly graceful and fragile body slammed into his own ceramite armor, even caving in his chest plate.
"Well done, Zabriel!"
"Take people and guard Doraemon for me first!"
"The subsequent battle might still need him; we cannot let him lose control now!"
"Did you hear that? Zabriel!"
"Yes, Primarch!" Zabriel nodded, but looking at the fresh blood surging from his chest, the exhausted Zabriel finally spoke.
"Then, Lord Primarch, can you let go? You being so 'heart-to-heart' with me is really uncomfortable!"
"Ah!" At this moment, Lion realized that her entire elbow had already pierced into the other person's chest!
And her palm was just gripping the other person's Second Heart.
This was truly being "heart-to-heart" now.
Lion quickly raised her shield, holding Zabriel's heart to block this attack.
However, this excessive exertion had already caused the boy in front of her to have cardiopulmonary arrest.
At this time, Zabriel tilted his head and collapsed to the side, looking at the Primarch with weak eyes.
"Hey, hey, hey! Zabriel!"
"Wake up, wake up!"
"Damn it, did he sacrifice himself?"
"Wait, before you die, tell me where you hid my bunny woman photos!"
"If such precious things are picked up by others later, how am I supposed to live in peace!"
[Caleb:...]
[The Emperor:...]
Lion's operation left both dads speechless.
It seems that the lives of the warriors are still not as important as her privacy.
Of course, that's not exactly how it should be said; there were still small pearls in the corner of Lion's eyes.
"Hoo hoo hoo~"
Having regained consciousness, Doraemon whistled and hid the Planet Destroyer Bomb behind his back, although this Planet Destroyer Bomb was clearly bigger than his head!
"Doraemon, hurry up and put away that weapon of mass destruction!"
"Are you trying to get us killed?"
"Don't get us all killed, meow!"
"Ah haha!" Doraemon embarrassedly put away this giant bomb.
No one could understand why such a big bomb could be stuffed into the four-dimensional pocket.
Looking at Zabriel, who was lying on the ground unable to move, Lion took off his helmet and closed his eyes with her own hands.
However, the moment she closed his eyes, even Caleb saw that this guy seemed to have curled up the corners of his mouth.
"Worth it!"
"Pfft!"
Caleb watched happily as this chess piece suddenly popped into his hand!
How to say it, although this guy died, this way of dying was a bit comical.
Lion originally intended to mourn for the other party for a while.
As a result, this damn Fallen Angel curled his lips, immediately causing Lion who likes to huff to flare up.
"Bastard, really a bastard!"
"You really know how to play tricks, using death to hide little secrets!"
"Just wait, I will find that photo sooner or later!"
"Don't think that just because you hid it, I won't be able to find it!"
Lion raised the Caliban Greatsword in her hand and intended to continue to charge at these war machines, creating opportunities for her children.
At the same time, Caleb also ordered Doraemon to use his only remaining skill.
[Caleb: Doraemon uses the big light!]
Caleb already felt that there were probably quite a few mice underground.
Instead of letting Doraemon stay on the battlefield and increase the risk, it was better to use the remaining prop usage opportunity quickly to end the battle.
Now that Doraemon's weakness was known to others, he couldn't stay on the battlefield.
Vashtorr was not a fool. After seeing that Doraemon's weakness was mice, he would definitely formulate countermeasures quickly!
Sure enough, the frequency of mice appearing on the ground became much higher.
Doraemon was also in a state of being almost stressed.
Fortunately, the surrounding Dark Angels were not to be trifled with. After receiving the Primarch's order, they quickly dealt with all the mice around.
"Big light!"
Doraemon quickly took out the big light from the four-dimensional pocket and, surrounded by the surrounding warriors, quickly shone the light on Lion!
At this moment, Lion didn't know why, but she suddenly felt herself stagger a step.
Immediately after, she saw her figure grow much larger, her height resembling a giant Titan!
Even on Caleb's gameboard, the height of Lion had now increased to about 20 centimeters.
"This is!"
Lion looked at the group of enemies under her feet; she never expected that she could become as tall as a Titan.
At this moment, the warlord-class titan that were about to arrive on the battlefield were stunned.
Even Vashtorr, who was controlling a large number of daemon engines, was dumbfounded.
Vashtorr dropped his jaw, opening his mouth wide as he looked at all this.
It wasn't until Lion pointed her greatsword and directly sliced off the head of a fallen Emperor-class Titan that he came back to his senses.
"Is this, is this right?"
Vashtorr stared blankly at all this. His dream used to be to become a powerful existence comparable to the Chaos Gods.
But now, a mere Primarch of The Cursed One had already beaten him to the point where he couldn't find north or south.
"Dark Angels, it is time!"
"I will lead you to victory!"
Lion, magnified by the big light, could even play boxing with these Titans.
However, a punch from a Titan could not shake Lion in the slightest.
And with one punch from Lion, she could dismantle the entire Titan into parts.
"For the Lion!"
"For the Lioness!"
The Battle-Brothers below suddenly erupted with two different battle cries.
When these two different voices were shouted out, both sides felt that the other side was a bit heretical.
On one side was absolute realism; after all, the Primarch is a woman now, so she should be called lioness.
And on the other side, obviously, it was a bit biased towards dogmatism.
Since the Primarch did not admit in person that she was a cute lioness, then in the future, one cannot say such things in front of the Primarch!
"Heretic!"
"Heretic!"
Both sides were secretly cursing the other as heretics in their hearts, but Caleb just silently watched the increasing number of chess pieces in his hand.
At this time, the battle had long reached a white-hot stage, whenever an angel died, there would be one more chess piece in his hand.
Zabriel was actually better; the damage was not very serious, and it could be repaired a little.
As for the other chess pieces, that was hard to say.
Those with minor disabilities were fine; they could actually be used after some repairs.
And those chess pieces that were directly torn apart by weapons of the Dark Age of Technology were not so lucky.
After many chess pieces returned to the real world, there was only a pile of plastic left.
They would even emit a burnt smell of plastic, which could be said to be exceptionally strange.
Fortunately, the entire Dark Angels Legion was still advancing steadily.
Their control rate of this planet was about to exceed half.
However, logically speaking, this Caliban campaign was about to sound the horn of victory.
And at the critical moment of imminent victory, Vashtorr dragged his huge mechanical body onto the battlefield.
Countless blasphemous god-machines let out roars.
A large amount of corrosive artillery fire began to delay the Dark Angels' attack.
They blocked the reinforcements behind Lion and caused this giant Lion, who was like a Titan, to be disconnected from the warriors behind her.
"Lion!"
"I didn't expect you to come to find me at this point in time!"
"I know what you are here for; you want to take back your home!"
"However, what I want to tell you is that you will never succeed!"
"Your planet will become my eternal forge, and this place will be the starting point for me to forge my daemon army!"
As soon as the words fell, the surface of the entire planet seemed to be distorted!
Immediately after, the other friendly units on the entire gameboard were cleared at this moment!
They seemed to have been sucked in by something and thrown into various strange corners.
[Deployment Points: 1000 / 6000]
[The remaining friendly units you deployed have been thrown into the space-time turbulence.]
[They may join the battlefield at other times, after rejoining, they will not occupy your deployment points.]
[This boss fight allows the deployment of other units; you only need to ensure Lion survives and defeats Vashtorr!]
[After success, you can obtain the rewards for this conquest mission.]
[Lion will also obtain her home, Caliban, and purify the entire planet.]
The gameboard posted the final mission of this campaign; as long as Vashtorr is defeated, the control of the entire planet can be obtained, including the mission rewards.
However, for this boss fight, ordinary units are definitely no longer of much use.
If you continue to use those ordinary units, it is estimated that it will be sending heads.
At this time, Caleb focused his gaze on the humanoid mechanical creature with a tail.
He was even once the nemesis of humanity.
The Emperor sealed the other party in the Labyrinth of Night with a pony during the Middle Ages.
And this irritable dragon, is also influencing human civilization in its own way.
Some say he is the incarnation of the Omnissiah, and some say that the Machine God in the mouth of the Adeptus Mechanicus is the Void Dragon.
Maybe those legends are true, or maybe it's just people's own wishful thinking.
What the truth is, is no longer verifiable.
Caleb only knows one thing: the deployment points are enough now!
[Void Dragon: C'tan Shard, deployment points 5000 points.]
[After successful deployment, he will become your friendly unit for a period of time; you cannot control him, but he will not attack your friendly units.]
Vashtorr's metal body has ballooned to more than ten meters, and at the same time, a huge Soul Forge has appeared in this strange area.
Strictly speaking, this Soul Forge in the Warp is Vashtorr's true body.
This is his original appearance, and this is his true face.
"Wonderful Warp essence!"
"If you can become the material for the forge, perhaps you will become my most powerful contract slave!"