Warhammer 40k: Collector of Terra

Chapter 70 Emperor-class Titan—Sun of Destruction
However, the enemies of the empire have no time to continue their stalemate with this group of mortals.

The [Thousand Sons] legion, which came with [Demon Prince] Magnus, arrived in front of the defense line stationed by the [Macragge Defense Force].

The [Scarlet Letter Warrior] who had lost their soul long ago put up a strong shield, while the [Thousand Sons] wizards hid behind the soulless puppets, chanting filthy subspace witchcraft.

The eight-pointed star rune representing [Power of Chaos] shone with blasphemous light. After a brief silence, a suffocating [Fire from the Sky] slammed into the defense lines of the mortal warriors.

The terrifying shock wave tore apart several [Pasrified Lizard Cannons], and the psychic flames that followed spread along the trench, instantly burning hundreds of mortal warriors into a wisp of smoke.

[Fire falling from the sky] keeps falling like raindrops!Facing the weird subspace witchcraft, the loyal warriors were helpless.

The first line of defense stationed by the [Macragge Defense Force] was soon torn open by a huge gap in the psychic flames.

Countless Chaos Demons swarmed in through the gap, attacking the second line of defense of [Hera Fortress] wantonly.

And [Thousand Sons] wizards still have no intention of stopping there!
The fallen betrayer once again chanted the blasphemous [Chaos Sorcery], and the power of this blow... was enough to make the earth of Macragge tremble.

If the traitors are allowed to continue releasing spells, all the defense lines built by the Sons of Guilliman will be in vain.

In order to counter the betrayer's [Chaos Sorcery], the Ultramarines' [Chief Thinker] Tigris led more than forty psykers to join the battlefield.

The loyal [Think Tank] released an ancient spell that could expel the power of chaos in a small area at the cost of overdrafting their souls.

Without the support of the power of chaos, the subspace witchcraft being brewed by the [Thousand Sons] wizards shattered.

The threat is temporarily over!

But this does not improve the situation faced by the loyalists at all.

Following the [Thousand Sons] Legion, more and more betrayers have joined the battlefield.

The stinking [Plague Legion], the Chaos Warband that split from the [Iron Warriors], the [World Eaters] full of war fanaticism, and even the [Midnight Lords] who have disappeared for thousands of years...

The tens of thousands of Chaos Space Marines are far more than the loyalists can resist.

And the worse is yet to come!
When Calgar was distracted by the situation on the battlefield, the ground of Macragge suddenly trembled without warning.

The march of the "God Machine" stirred up dust all over the sky!With the deafening roar of engines, the fallen titans belonging to the [Dead Skull] Legion joined the battlefield.

The Emperor-class Titan that once carried the glory of mankind - [Sun of Destruction] let out a deafening roar.

The bomb bay loaded on the fallen titan's shoulder suddenly opened!
The artillery fire lingering with the power of chaos dragged dazzling tail flames, and hit the [Void Shield] defensive barrier of Hera Fortress like a meteor.

Explosions as dense as raindrops splashed ripples on the lavender [Void Shield].

This level of firepower has exceeded the limit that the void shield can carry.

The [Void Shield Generator] hidden in the Hera Fortress burst out with a burst of dazzling sparks!Then it stopped completely amid the harsh noise.

Without the protection of the void shield, [Hera Fortress], where the hope of the empire slumbers, is exposed to the betrayers.

The fallen betrayers revealed evil smiles full of malice.

Destruction seems close at hand!
...At the same moment, above Macragge's planetary orbit.

Relying on the absolute advantage in quantity and quality, it only took a few hours for the Imperial Fleet to completely drive away the Chaos Fleet composed of the [Word Bearers] and [Thousand Sons].

The loyal Imperial Navy has regained orbital control, but the atmosphere permeating the fleet is still extremely solemn.

In the command module of the flagship [Macragge's Glory].

Through the cold portholes, the fleet commander could clearly observe the current situation of [Macragge].

An unknown blood-colored light enveloped the blue planet.

A dark rift connecting the Sea of ​​Souls stretches across the sky... Warp entities full of malice toward humanity hide behind the rift, watching everything on the land of Macragge.

The power of chaos, which has almost become a substance, is eroding every corner of the planet, and at the same time isolating all connections between the planet's surface and the orbiting fleet.

Nearly eight standard Terra hours have passed since the last time the fleet contacted the surface.

No one knows what happened to the surface of Macragge!
The anxious commander paced back and forth in the cabin, his slightly disordered footsteps echoing in the silent space.

"Anxiety can't solve any problem!" A mechanical voice without any emotion suddenly sounded, "Although I don't want to admit it, all we can do now... is to wait!"

"Wait?" The commander with red eyes roared like an angry bull, "The great [Lord of Ultramar] and the [Imperial Regent] are in deep danger, but you let me wait here?"

The commander paused for a moment, and the anxiety in his words was almost palpable: "Aren't you a great sage of the Mechanicus? Hurry up and think of something to do!!"

Shortly after the Chaos Fleet was driven away, the great sage who called himself Belisarius Caul drove a spaceship alone and visited the ancient Macragge's Glory.

The commander originally did not want to receive this erratic oil man, but when Caul took out the covenant with Guilliman... the commander's attitude immediately changed drastically.

Being eligible to form an alliance with the original body means that the technology mastered by the Great Sage has been recognized by Guilliman.

At a time when [Macragge] and [Lord of Ultramar] are under threat, this mysterious great sage may very well be the empire's only life-saving straw.

But Kaul failed to respond to the commander's expectations.

Faced with the power of chaos that enveloped the entire planet, even the great sage who had lived for a long time was helpless.

Kaul, standing in front of the battleship console, was at a loss what to do!
No one noticed that a strange green light seemed to flash in the shadow in the corner of the battleship.

"You seem to need a little help!" An uncomfortable mechanical sound suddenly sounded.

Along with a low hum, a strange green pulse swept through every corner of the cabin.

This is a technology far beyond the understanding of humans and empires!

Except for the great sage Caul, everyone is firmly frozen in the concept of "space".

(End of this chapter)