"For humanity, for the Emperor."

A captain transformed into a half-man, half-machine with the technology of the Mechanicus, roared hysterically.

His prosthetic leg slammed on the console in front of him, and he looked at the power director and the mechanical priest responsible for maintaining the power room aside with red eyes.

"Pile all the energy into the propulsion system. Even if you die, I will hold them back."

This battleship is finished.

The void shield reactor was overloaded and explosions occurred in many places on the ship's hull. If it fired a few more rounds, it would be completely destroyed.

After giving the order, the captain showed a fanatical smile and once again roared out the words he had sworn countless times.

"For humanity, for the Emperor, go forward, go forward."

Under the command of the captain, the tail of the battleship, which had lost the protection of the void shield, suddenly erupted with a strong light. The speed of the battleship also increased, and it rushed towards the flesh-covered Chaos ship, trying to die with the opponent.

The universe and destiny have one thing in common, that is, they are both cold, heartless and cruel.

It is a pity that the courage of the captain and the crew was not rewarded by fate.

Lady Luck did not lower her gaze to look at this man full of courage and sacrifice.

As the Chaos ship released its dazzling light spear, the huge battleship's hull was directly penetrated.

The plasma reactor, which was at its pressure limit, was hit, causing an explosion and flames spurting down the pipes.

The five-kilometer-long giant battleship was submerged in a sea of ​​fire and became fragmented in space.

All the more than 10,000 human crew members on the ship died, and no one survived.

"For humanity and the Emperor." In the sea of ​​fire, the captain shouted his oath with all his strength for the last time.

The destruction of the battleship seemed insignificant in the magnificent space battlefield.

On the vast space battlefield, thousands of warships are fighting.

Countless light spears, plasma beams, container-sized torpedoes, and high-yield nuclear missiles have marked space as a deadly forbidden land.

The war has reached its most desperate moment.

The Imperial fleet launched counterattacks again and again, trying to regain orbital control of the planet Macragge in order to deliver support to the ground.

They must deliver support before the ground troops are completely defeated, otherwise the doomsday horn of mankind will sound.

The end of the world will surely come.

Humanity, this tenacious race, will also be destroyed.

The surface of Macragge has been engulfed in war.

Every city has been hit by unimaginable fire coverage.

The low-Earth orbit was taken away, the artillery positions were lost, and the tank clusters were all destroyed.

The air fighters are still struggling to prevent the demon vehicle from taking away the final air supremacy.

Powerful legionnaires were mobilized to protect the sanctuary.

Only Macragge's Praetorian Guards are still fighting desperately to defend the city and its civilians.

Civilians trembled and hid behind the defense lines built by the wounded Guardsmen.

All men and women of suitable age were deployed to the battlefield.

The women and children waited desperately for the end, silently praying that the Emperor could save them, and also pray that the Emperor could take away their souls after death, so that they would not be tortured in the terrible warp and eventually degenerate.

for scary monsters.

In the sanctuary of the Ultramarines, the most brutal war also broke out.

This will determine the fate of this planet and even the entire galaxy.

"Stop them." The Chaos warrior, wearing black armor that smelled strongly of blood, revealed cruelty and viciousness in his eyes.

He swung his chain sword that had stopped rotating and casually killed all the ordinary soldiers who tried to support him.

Those ordinary soldiers were cut into two pieces like weeds being harvested by a sharp sickle. Their broken bodies fell to the ground, and their blood soaked the surface of the sanctuary.

"For humanity, for the Emperor."

The cruelty and bloodshed did not scare the soldiers behind. They shouted the only slogan that could give them courage and rushed forward with laser guns in hand, trying to stop these shameful traitors from desecrating this sacred building.

The Chaos Warrior did not stop. He waved the chain sword in his hand, the broken limbs flying randomly, and the face under the helmet was excited about killing.

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God." After shouting his allegiance to the evil god, he pounced on the ordinary soldiers and harvested their lives unscrupulously.

The soldiers fought one after another, their meaning was to fight for the time for humanity to survive under the watchful eye of the Emperor.

The battle inside the sanctuary was fierce and desperate.

The remaining Ultramarines, the Dark Templar, the Death Army, and the Battle Sisters have all been cornered.

The white wings on Saint Celestine's back have been broken, and one of her hands has been broken off.

The armor was shattered, and sweet blood flowed from the horrific wounds.

Those Sisters of Battle either disintegrated under the intensive attacks of plasma cannons and explosive bombs, or were torn apart by Chaos warriors and demons.

"Give me strength, grant me victory, and I will serve you and walk in the world in your name."

One of Celestine's eyes was bleeding, and she was still chanting the name of the Emperor silently in her heart.

Chaos warriors and demons rushed in groups. Celestine held the holy sword in her hand, but she did not waver at all.

"For the Emperor, for humanity."

As she shouted angrily, majestic golden light erupted, which was the emperor's blessing.

Countless demons were blown away by her burst of golden light.

But soon, more demons and chaos warriors rushed forward.

On the chaotic battlefield, the Chapter Leader of the Ultramarines, Calgar, roared angrily.

The blue power armor stood out in the chaotic battlefield, making him a target of siege.

His explosive shells have been exhausted, his war sword has been broken, and only one power fist is still usable.

Bang!!

An Ultramarine was blasted to pieces by a Chaos Warrior with a melta cannon in front of him.

The remaining limbs exuded a charred, foul-smelling heat.

"traitor!!"

Calgar was stunned by his brother's death and roared like an angry lion.

Seeing his comrades fall one by one, he became crazy and rushed forward with his power fists waving.

After tearing a Chaos warrior alive, he turned to look at the high platform.

Next to the stationary stance, Mechanic-Priest Caul and those damn aliens were still operating.

"Isn't it possible after all?"

Calgar's heart was filled with despair. They could not resurrect the great Primarch, the father of genes.

Is everything coming to an end??

Is this the end of the mission??

Ten thousand years after the first ruler of the Empire, the Emperor, sat on the Golden Throne, Abaddon, the second Warmaster of the Four Gods of Chaos, launched the Thirteenth Crusade.

With the help of the Blackstone Fortress, he successfully destroyed the Cadian Fortress that contained the Eye of Terror, allowing the power of Chaos from the Great Rift to sweep across the entire galaxy.

The era of the Galaxy's decline has arrived, and the scar of the curse has torn the entire Galaxy apart.

Countless monsters spewed out of the rift, leaving only death and destruction wherever they passed.

The nightmares of the old dark nights reappear in every world, bringing endless killing and cruel destruction.

The power of destruction has gathered on a scale unprecedented in history, and there is no safe place to escape the disaster.

Countless worlds have fallen, and countless mortals have wailed and died under the ravages and torture of demons and the offspring of Chaos.

Humanity has faced its greatest crisis. Once they fail again, eternal night will cover the entire galaxy.

A magnificent decisive battle is coming, between good and evil, chaos and order. The war will tear apart the stars and destroy everything that people know and are familiar with.

The psykers with the power of prophecy have shown their despair. This dark and cruel galaxy has no future for mankind.

This world will fall into the abyss of despair, and human beings will become the playthings of evil gods who wantonly destroy.

Along with the loud noise of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, the sanctuary was violently hit again.

The second wave of Chaos' airdrop pods crashed into the sanctuary, engulfed in flames.

With a strange sound, the airdrop pod opened, and hundreds of renegade Space Marines poured out and joined the battlefield.

They were used as a trump card by the commander of the Chaos side.

A one-time fixed-point projectile onto the battlefield, completely defeating the defense of the loyalists.
To be continued...