The battle on Siyuan Star is just a super-large waaagh for the orcs! A small episode before that. This did not extinguish the fire of battle in their hearts.

So when Tyron on Siyuan was dealt with, there was nothing left here for the orcs to stop here. They didn't stay long, and soon boarded the Battle Moon and the battered-looking but powerful ships.

Planetary Governor Vasili watched the huge fleet disappear in the sky little by little, and felt like a grotesque dream.

After the orcs came to help them drive away Tyranny, not only did they not regard them as enemies, but they continued to advance towards the edge of the galaxy and stood on the front line against Tyranny.

Before seeing all this with their own eyes, who would have thought that Siyuan Star would end up like this? Even, even though Vasili had witnessed all this, he still had a sense of unreality.

It's so unusual.

But... In this absurd, illusory and bizarre universe, it is normal.

Vasili smiled mockingly, brushing these feelings to the back of his mind.

Either way, the orcs are already heading for another battlefield, they may save another Imperial world, or they may encounter a vast Tyranid fleet for a waaagh! , endless wars await them.

And for the planetary governor Vasili, there is also a "war" waiting for him on Siyuan Star.

Shattered orbital fortresses and defensive platforms float in the shallows of the wreckage, the planet's vast array of orc spores left behind by orc battles, and scattered Tyranid creatures that have narrowly escaped the hive's will......

And the "war" between them is as important as any other war.

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When Siyuan Star is invaded by Tyrann, the engine roars and the flag flies.

The banners of the Imperial forces were hunting in the wind, and everyone knew that the battle was a matter of death, but they believed that the Emperor would protect everyone's souls as long as they stood firm on the battlefield and in their hearts.

After paying a terrible price, the Empire repelled Tyron's attacks again and again. But in the end, Siyuan Star was defeated in the war of attrition with the Tyranids.

If it weren't for Calasa leading his army of orcs to reach the source star, then the source star would only be swallowed by Tyrann in the end.

Although it is not a big problem for Calasa, as a disciple of the Emperor Brother, to say that he is an Imperial Warrior, why didn't those real, Imperial warriors appear in Siyuan Star, which is in urgent need of support?

The answer is "war".

War...

War is an act in which two or more parties use violence, attack, or kill each other.

There is no shortage of wars in the galaxy.

Every minute, every second, there is a war going on on the planet. Especially when Tyron stretched its tentacles into the galaxy, there were countless wars that broke out in the galaxy.

And this makes the unstoppable combativeness, the madness of losing the mind, and the terror that floods the battlefield the strongest of the four gods.

As the Great Rift tore a scar across the galaxy, the god of blood roared to celebrate the arrival of a new round of conquest.

She roared. The roar shook the galaxy, and the reality of disintegration was further torn apart. The Great Rift expanded further, and to make matters worse, the Sadistic Servants responded to the call of the Chaos God and poured out of the Great Rift in droves.

This is a "blood expedition" that belongs to terrorism. The demons and followers under the command of other evil gods are unmatched by the terrifying war legions.

The apocryphal army harnesses the newly generated subspace storm to spread out in eight directions, and the planets hit by the blood tide will soon be invaded by the Blood Expedition.

Sadistic followers will pop up from anywhere and spread murder and mayhem until the blood tide moves to a new place, a tactic that leaves many victims with no time to prepare.

Legions of demons erupt from the cracks in the subspace, bringing a new killing spree to the entire galaxy.

The Blood Expedition began.

But the raging crimson army did not go to any destination. Instead, the group of demons with blood on their mouths just wandering around with the storm, suddenly appearing on a planet, killing on a large scale, and then leaving as the storm passed.

Eight different spearheads rushed out in all directions of the hazy star field, and just as blood would attract predators, they would also attract the bloody expedition.

The cultists of the other gods in the star field were all attracted by this unrestrained rage. The world of the Crypt has since fallen, the Empire's Foundry has been reduced to a slaughterhouse, and Tyranny's hive fleet has been wiped out.

In some cases, entire worlds are used to sacrifice to the Blood God, but most of the time, the attacks only last a few hours, and after a bloody slaughter is sent to them, the Lord of Slaughter leaves once again.

Many of the Imperial Reinforcements sent from the Sun Domain were disrupted by the Sadistic Legions that appeared in the various Imperial Worlds.

It is the Imperial World that is surrounded by Tyranny, isn't it the Imperial World that has been invaded by the Blood God Legion?

Countless Imperial fleets can only "put out fires" in the hazy star field, but this is only a drop in the bucket.

If you want to solve the crisis in the Hazy Star Field, maybe only that man in the entire empire can do it.

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An Imperial fleet is advancing in the stars, but unlike most Imperial fleets that are heading from the direction of the Sun Fields towards the Obscure Fields, they are heading in the exact opposite direction.

Countless messages from the Imperial world asking for help were accepted by the ship's communication system, but the fleet did not change its course, and they remained on the established course.

They are not trying to relieve themselves of their sacred duty of fighting for the Empire, on the contrary, they are tasked with a more serious task, advancing towards the center of the Great Rift.

That's right, this is the fleet that the Living Saint Debra formed in the Livingston system.

And on the bridge of the flagship of this fleet, Inquisitor O'Neil stood alone in the corner, watching the living saint Debra in a daze.

Not long ago, when the Living Saint commanded them to successfully leap out of the Livingston system blocked by a subspace storm, they thought they would be led into a glorious battle by the Living Saint.

They will bring light to the dark galaxy under the leadership of the Living Saints, and the Tyranid aliens and the Chaos Demons will be banished from the Imperial world by them.

The Living Saints will lead them to compose an epic song in the galaxy!

But no one expected that after the successful transition, the first words of the living saint would be "Everyone, my time is short."

At that time, after hearing this sentence, everyone couldn't believe their ears. How could such a powerful, holy living saint die for so long?

But they know that living saints will never be let go of nothing.

Yes, it's no wonder that the Living Saint would choose to be the first to leave the Livingston system with a portion of the Jump Engine-equipped battleships, rather than waiting for the already weakened subspace storm to dissipate.

They thought it was because the Living Saints couldn't bear the threat of aliens and chaos in the many imperial worlds outside the galaxy, and they couldn't wait to bring the glory of the emperor to those imperial worlds.

But it turned out to be ......

But how is this possible?

All of them had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Needless to say, Eric, who is the director of the think tank, Faette, Inquisitor O'Neil, all of them have more or less some spiritual power, and they can clearly feel the surging imperial power of the living saint.

Compared to when they first met, not only did it not decrease, but it seemed to be more powerful.

It's like a raging fire, and suddenly saying that it's going to be extinguished, how is this possible?

Looking at everyone's incredulous appearance, the living saint told everything.

"My existence is no different in nature from those Chaos Archdemons."

"Nope! How can those filthy creations compare to you! Onell said excitedly. And the warriors around him, although they did not speak, seemed to have the same opinion as him.

Debra stepped forward and held out her hands to signal everyone to be quiet.

"None of us exist in this world," Debra shook her head. "You know, O'Neel."

The crowd around them slowly quieted down, looking at her with suspicion and puzzlement.

"I am the embodiment of imperial power. And like those demons, I need to create a shell in this physical world to house the Emperor's power. ”

"And now, this body is reaching its limits."

Everyone present looked at each other, they didn't expect that the Living Saint would leave them one day. In fact, in the nearly 100 years in the Livingston system, they never considered such a scenario.

In the minds of some in the Livingston system, it seems that the Living Saint will never leave them. She will be responsible for leading them at all times. It was, and it will be.

But now that the Living Saint himself had awakened them, they realized the unacceptable fact that the Living Saint would be gone from them.

Inquisitor O'Neil also realized at this time that among the deeds of living saints that appeared in the empire in the past, and the legends of living saints that were preached, it seemed that few living saints would exist for a long time.

They often seem to appear to accomplish a certain feat, or to turn the tide, and after completing their mission, they will leave quietly as they came.

Debra, a living saint who has existed for nearly a hundred years, is very rare.

"So, sage, are you going to leave us?" O'Nell said with a shudder in his tone.

"No, I still have my mission unfinished, and I won't leave until my mission is complete." The Living Saint shook his head again.

"As much as we do not wish to part with you, we will fight for you until the flames of war are extinguished by the blood of your mortal enemy." Eric's firm tone infected everyone, making the atmosphere less solemn at this time.

"Please show us the way, we will ensure that no demon or heresy can stand in the way of your mission, and we will clear all obstacles before you."

"That's right, saint, we'll all fight for you!"

"As long as you show us the way, we will move forward."

Hearing the passionate words of the warriors and feeling their loyalty, Debra showed a smile on her face, and then said solemnly: "My mission is heavy and long, and only a few people will live to see victory." ”

"This is the path of sacrifice and martyrdom!"

No one flinched, and the warriors roared in unison.

"It is better to die for the emperor than to live for yourself!"

"I've seen your courage." Debra said in a low, powerful voice full of conviction and conviction. "In the darkest night, you fought like lions. In the face of the frenzy of heresy and traitors, you have not wavered, and you have not retreated. ”

"Then, loyal followers of the Emperor, I hope to lead you."

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Inquisitor O'Neill thought back to what had just happened, so so preoccupied that Eric didn't even notice when he walked up to him.

And this is extremely rare for a judge. For these inquisitors, who were constantly vigilant and watched inside and outside the empire, it was almost impossible for anyone to sneak close to them.

"What are you thinking?" Eric asked.

It was only then that Inquisitor O'Neill spotted the Space Marine beside him, and he sighed and said, "The saint is tantamount to self-sacrifice by doing this. ”

"But the focus of this trip is the regent of the Empire, the Holy Son of Mankind, Sivir. This is worthy of our sacrifice, and even the saints. ”

Eric thought back to the surprise they had seen when the saint had told him what they were going to do, and the heavy responsibility that came with it.

"The saint will lead us in a holy war, a holy war that will completely interrupt the shackles that bound Lord Sivir, and bring Lord Sivir back to the Empire."

"It's almost bigger than everything for the empire."

"Moreover, a person who has dedicated his life to the prosperity of the human empire like a living saint will surely stand by the emperor's side, whether in life or death."

After hearing Eric's words, Oneel nodded and said, "I know the importance of our purpose this time, and since the saint has made a decision, I will not fail her trust, even if we may be attacked by the enemy even the most." ”

"Well, we've penetrated deep into the overlapping areas of reality and subspace, and the enemy could strike at us at any moment." "My warriors and I are ready for battle. But I don't think that's enough. ”

"I hope you can use the knowledge you have to help us better resist the demons that may appear at any time."

"Of course." Inquisitor O'Neil took his gaze off the living saint and motioned for Eric to follow him away.

The knowledge he possessed was the knowledge of countering the forces of Chaos, and it was the greatest reward for him to be able to use it at such an important moment.

"I will give my modest contribution to the living saints. The battle must be carefully planned, and every ounce of force must be used in the right place. ”