When the majestic 13th Expeditionary Fleet arrived in the skies above Salem, the massive Inhuman Empire fleet that had swarmed the planet's orbit was also displayed on the Ornith's radar.

After experiencing the advance fleet of the Children of the Mountains consisting of several battalions and dozens of companies strangle the free forces of the Brotherhood of Destruction, these Inhuman Empires no longer dare to let any patrol out of the sight of the larger forces.

Because, in the cold and dark boundless universe, there are always unknown enemies trying to strangle and swallow their living power, and any response from an Inhuman ship is only endless cry for mercy and sorrow.

And now, the unknown existence that brought the [Brotherhood of Destruction] to great panic finally came to their eyes today-

It was a majestic fleet that was terrifying beyond words.

Although the ships of the Inhuman Empire are slightly superior in numbers, there is only this slight gap.

Every ship from the Human Empire is several levels superior in size and firepower to the backward ships of the Inhuman ships, especially the massive Glory Queen-class battleship as the flagship - dozens of times larger than the flagship of the [Brotherhood of Destruction], this terrifying giant of twenty kilometers is enough to make any enemy tremble.

As the Genogen looked down on the world of the dead, which was full of flesh and inhumans, the blades of the children of the mountains were pointed at her.

As an endless rain of iron fell from orbit, assault ships and jumper torpedoes were hurled like a flood into the Inhuman Empire's fleet, which was piling up in orbit as if it were constantly trembling.

With the hum of the heavy Void Shield and the roar of the cannons and spears of light, the first battle of the Children of the Mountains began.

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"Help...! Help——! No, don't... Don't come near me, ahh!!hh ”

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!! Uh-huh—"

"Our weapons are completely impenetrable through their shields!!"

"Whoever else, come and save me..."

However, not long after the war began, the chaotic and noisy Inhuman Low Gothic reverberated through the communication channels.

The Inhuman Commander stared blankly at the various messages coming back from the communication channel, the sounds of panic and begging for mercy and the sound of broken flesh and bones coming one after another, especially the dull sound of a steady stream of fist attack boats smashing into the hull of the ship, and his brain, which had been replaced by complex machinery, was also running at high speed.

He didn't understand what was happening in front of him.

The scene presented on the star map is enough to make every commander feel desperate, and the endless fire of war has set all the ships of the Inhuman Empire on fire, and the ships that quickly lost contact respond with the desperate howls of the patrol ships of yesteryear.

He couldn't understand why the majestic fleet of the former Inhuman Empire could rout so quickly.

[Why?] It's clear that the enemy is already in front of us, why can't we do anything...]

The Inhuman Commander looked in confusion at his own fleet, which had been scattered by various assault ships, and the orderly enemy fleet, and fell to the upper hand in the first firefight, as if their energy shields were useless in front of these jumpers, and the strange and heavy shields of the other side were simply difficult to penetrate.

Buzz——!!

With the roar of the promethium engine of the bloodthirsty chainsaw axe, the Inhuman Commander's thoughts were interrupted.

He stared blankly into the empty, dark hallway, his audio-perceptual originals knowing that it was the direction of the sound.

However, there... No sign of him was found.

The heavy muffled sound of the heavy magnetic boots was not false, like the dull footsteps that echoed in the communication channel, symbolizing the enemy's jump to the ship.

The roar of the chainsaw axe and the footsteps of the magnetic boots seemed to form a killing waltz, echoing in the commander's ears, and the mournful screams continued to be heard from the filthy ship that was gradually emptying.

Fear was also eating away at the commander's heart.

He trembled and turned on the fact monitor of the hull, and the present... It was the Inhuman crew who were so panicked that they scattered and fled, and one by one they were hunted down by the tall and majestic figures.

The swift and menacing figures of the Astartes emerge from the shadows, the superhuman warriors operating like precision killing machines, silently and endlessly harvesting the pathetic lives of the Inhumans and carpeting out any life readings displayed on the bird charts.

Like the other Inhuman ships, despair and terror spread at this moment.

In the indiscriminate slaughter, there are even countless human slaves who are eager for liberation, and the Angel of Death from the Human Empire has also given these alien tormented beings a quick relief.

Soon, the smell of blood filled the entire cabin, as did countless other ships that had been jumped.

It's all over.

Looking at everything that was incomprehensible in front of him, the commander thought to himself in despair, and he was not alone.

At this very moment, in the vast fleet of the Brotherhood of Destruction, every commander is like that.

Until the roar of the chainsaw axe drew closer, the Inhuman commander's consciousness and sordid life were interrupted at that moment.

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In fact, most of this war ended at the beginning.

The blue light of the holographic projection reflected on the cold face of the genotype, and the pale golden eyes watched the dwindling enemy fleet.

Elaine had known the outcome for a long time, and she had known from the beginning what the outcome of the battle would be.

The Children of the Mountains have cut down too many Inhuman fleets ahead of schedule over the past few months of hunting. These stupid Inhumans have chosen to spread too much power across the system to maintain their corrupt and ridiculous rule. And the way to deal with it is very simple, just cut off a few key nodes - you can get a head start before the war starts.

Today's Inhuman Empire has long been unable to compete head-on with the 13th Expeditionary Fleet.

Like a pack of hungry wolves, the Astartes under her command immediately launched a gang of jumpers after the main fleet successfully cleared the threat of fire from the enemy ships, or simply rode the jumper torpedoes and burst into these backward ships that did not even have a Void Shield at a very high speed.

And the pathetic firepower of these Inhuman Empires, apart from throwing useless ammunition at the heavy Void Shield, can only wait in despair for the Angel of Death to take their lives.

In the aftermath of this deeply unfair war, almost every Inhuman ship was littered with mountains of deformed corpses, filthy blood mixed with internal organs and broken limbs, and even mechanical cables soaked in electrolyte, piled up like filthy garbage.

In some of Elaine's known history, even when Angelon broke through the encirclement of the 2,000-strong Inhuman fleet with his flagship in his frenzy, it only wiped out the Inhuman Empire after a few unnecessary losses.

Low battle damage... It's just her wishful thinking.

The genetic prototype sighed slightly, reading the good news and detailed battle situation that kept coming in front of him.

A scarlet emergency report made her frown.

A phantom pain that gnawed away at her brain like a nail surfaced in her soul empathy with her children.

Elaine wistfully put the report down and slowly lifted the two chainsaw axes beside her.

It's time to come, but it's still coming after all.

In particular, the crazy and bloodthirsty figure in the image, who attacks indiscriminately from friend to foe...

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