Valrhona's main planet's orbital ring was busy and busy, the main road was full of traffic, and the primordial minerals mined from the planet's underground were refined by the ground forge and then sent directly to the ring base in the dome through a space elevator to supply Valrhona's orbital dock at full speed.

The historic Valrhona Deep Rock Mine has been abandoned since the introduction of the Matter Decompressor in the Quiet Black Realm, and it was not until the arrival of the Zealots on Falla and Vogrim's invasion of the Far East that the mottled strata beneath Valrhona's nest capital that recorded the long history of blood and tears of countless slave laborers during the reign of the Human Empire were finally rediscovered.

Only this time, it is no longer the mechanic slave laborers who are unclothed, hungry, and endure the pain of prosthetic rejection all year round, but the mechanics wearing fully enclosed mobile armor. Giant construction machines burrow into the ground like earthworms, turning out the raw materials for building war machines layer by layer, and Valrhona's people no longer have to endure the harsh environment and prosthetic rejection deep underground, digging ore that has been scorched by magma with their own hands.

But this is not because of how merciful and humane the mechanical monks of the Mechanics Department of the Order of Truth are, but simply because it is faster to dig with machines.

The Human Federation is a very young regime, it has only been about 300 years since its establishment, and there are still some ancestors of the Imperial Era who have survived by means of prosthetic transformation or consciousness backup on the main planet of Valrhona, when the battleship of the emperor's son is in the sky, their first reaction when they realize that the war is coming is to pick up the excavation equipment again and rush to the closed deep rock mine, or put on protective clothing and walk to the furnace, hoping to provide a little logistical help for the front-line army, Most people in that era would have only had this.

But the pace of the old man was stopped by the torrent of steel driven by the Ministry of Machinery, and the young mechanic stood on the top of the giant machine and said in disgust, What is the matter with you, the old-fashioned excavation prosthetic body made in the world of Musbell should stay in the memorial or garbage decomposition site, and the 'digging python' gnawed at the ore dug up by the rock formation, and the antique thing in your hand will have to be reversed for two thousand years to catch up.

For the confusion of the old people in the age of empires, the young mechanic has no sense of understanding, the times are always changing, there will always be people who can't catch up, everyone is moving forward, no one will wait for you in the same place,

With the operation of the Engineering Brigade H274 under the Ministry of Machinery, a steady stream of refined minerals was sent to the space elevator and transported to the orbital dock at the Star Ring Base to supply the huge consumption of building the war starship.

Mechanized planetary mining is highly efficient, but it is still not as violent as the matter decompressor directly decompressing the black hole to plunder resources, and the H274 engineering team also barely ensures that the orbital shipyard will not be embarrassed to stop work due to a shortage of raw materials.

This is not because of their poor mining ability, but because the team of engineers in the dockyard is depleting resources too quickly, and these guys are directly driving the time accelerator to build ships, not caring at all that such behavior will shorten their lifespan from an objective cosmic point of view.

After a week of Valrhona's ring, another group of starships left the dock and were sent to Starport for rearmament.

"The Z0014 batch, a total of 1,024 'Deterrence' class frigates, there are no defects, please receive them immediately." The tired voice of the engineer in charge of escorting the ship sounded at the Starport terminal, which surprised the non-commissioned officers who were explaining safety precautions to the reservist naval soldiers.

"Why did you come so early?" The non-commissioned officer asked suspiciously: "I just asked the god stick of the Psionic Department to calculate the hexagram the day before yesterday, and he said that the batch of ships of the Z0014 batch will take 8 days to be completed, and now it has only been a week, why are you here?" ”

The non-commissioned officer's meaning is obvious, the Deterrent-class battleship is simple enough, and you kid won't cut corners further in order to catch up with the progress of the project.

The engineer representative snorted disdainfully: "The magic stick is quite accurate, that's right, I will build these ships tomorrow!" ”

The naval non-commissioned officer sighed when he heard this, and said with hatred: "You are still young, you don't use the time machine kryptonite, you can earn performance at any time, you don't have to ......"

"This kind of thing can only be done when you are young, and when you are old, you won't have a chance to think about Krypton." The engineer representative shook his head: "If it's okay, sign for it quickly, I have to go back to supervise the cruiser of the Z0015 batch." ”

As soon as the non-commissioned officer signed for the receipt, the engineer over there disappeared in an instant.

Then, after normal ship inspection, rearmament, and filling up the dark matter reactor, the 1,024 frigates flew out of Valrhona's orbital star ring in 3 killing formations, and rushed into the area of influence of the subspace vortex with the swiftness of a swarm of furious swarms, fighting with the bizarre subspace phantom.

The power of Slaanesh continued to overflow from the whirlpool, the power of the evil god continued to distort reality, and the combat power of the Federation Navy was greatly suppressed under this divine power, but their naval offensive did not mean to weaken at all, and a little starlight flew in the turbulent aetheric turbulence, the sky was full of pure dust and burning, and the sorrow of demons and chaos traitors was so pleasant.

A steady stream of warships were filled into the front line, every 1 deterrent-class frigate was torn by demons in the tides of the Sea of Souls, and at least 3 starships in the Star Ring Base in the rear left the factory at the same time.

Phew-

Another beam of phase cracking light streaked through the void, and the Great Demon of the Guardian of the Demons who led the Demon Army of Slain had forgotten how many times he had been killed by the ship's cannons, and since it set foot in the real universe, its memory was only constant fighting, fighting, dying, dying and dying.

It was bombed to death again and again by the mad human navy at any cost, and again and again resurrected by the Lord of Pleasure and then sent back to the battlefield.

Demons can be resurrected, but Chaos Renegade cannot.

After the explosion of the flagship, the Emperor's Son lost more than half of his first encounter with the Federation Navy, and was driven into the depths of the ring of the Slaanesh Demon Domain like a lost dog, and only a few special Astartes who completely embraced Slaanesh and ascended to become a demon prince had the ability to resurrect like a subspace demon, and the others were dead when they died.

Seeing the demon legion of Slaanesh, which once symbolized despair, being pressed to the ground by the navy of the Human Federation and beaten to death in a literal sense, even Fogreem himself, who started this war, did not expect that the intensity of this war would be so great.

Fortunately, with the support of the evil god himself, Slaanesh's demon army managed to contain the main force of Valrhona's fleet, and Vogrim was able to hide his whereabouts, leading the remaining emperor's sons through the chaotic battlefield and quietly reaching for their strategic target, Valrhona's Stargate.

"Abominable ......"

The emerald stargate is getting bigger and bigger in the field of vision, but Forgrim's mood is not getting better and better, because its original plan is not like this, the purple court phoenix should defeat Valrhona's humans under the gaze of the Lord of Pleasure, and take the stargate as a victor, instead of fleeing the frontal battlefield like a rat in the gutter avoiding a poisonous snake.

On the side, the Emperor's son of the original body guard, Phoenix Guard, saw the decline of his genetic father, and comforted him at the right time: "Valrhona's mob has long been carried away by the war, and their eyes have been blinded, blindly pursuing the false name and military exploits promised by the bullet star, and ignoring the strategic goals that should really be protected. ”

Such short-sighted, so utilitarian, such a short-sighted person is just a group of reckless men with brute force. 、

…… Is this really the case?

When the Valrhona Stargate, which shone with a faint green light, finally showed its full picture in Vogrim's field of vision, the Emperor's Son suddenly discovered that at this time, when all the members of the Federation Navy were fighting madly and killing Slaanesh, there was still a large armed fleet that did not participate in that glorious war.

They anchored silently on the periphery of Valrhona's Star Gate, as if they had been waiting for the arrival of the Emperor's Son a long time ago.

"I can't imagine that in such an extreme society imbued by the fanatical atmosphere of war, there are also calm and wise people who can watch the overall situation quietly." Vogrim's eyes were fierce and he whispered to himself.

The wise man in the primordial mouth was standing in the command room of the fleet's flagship guarding the stargate, she was a tall and tall woman, the technology of the Order of Truth kept her young and healthy, and her beautiful blonde hair was draped over her shoulders like the sun shining on the snowy mountains of Terra. She is the daughter of the last Doge of Valrhona in the Age of Empires, the Baroness Henryette.

Henriette looked down at the enemy's reaction from the tachyon sensor scanning array, and said softly, "Although the divine stick of the psionic department is a divine stick, the hexagram is indeed accurate. ”

As she expected, the enemy's target was the Stargate.

is also an old man from the Imperial Era, and the first thing that some people think of when they encounter war is to pick up the old mining prosthesis, while others will work with Henriette to endure the impulse and quietly hibernate, accurately blocking the path of the Ascending Demon Primordial.

Henriet's prophetic foresight enraged the Ascending Primordial.

With a grim face, Foggrim held a crimson blade of flame in his hand, a divine weapon forged by his beloved brother Ferus Manus, with the fiery flames of the furnace entwined with eternity, as hot as Fergrim's anger at the moment.

"Do you want to test if my sword is sharp?" Foggrim shook the flaming blade of flame and threatened with a sharp voice.

The threat of the Ascending Demon Primordial Body did not make Henriette show any fear, and she pulled out the power sword hanging behind her waist without showing weakness: "My power sword is not disadvantaged either!" ”

(End of chapter)