The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 517 505. It’s time to stand up

The Tigris looked at such a behemoth in front of them in despair, and they didn't know what answer they should give now.

Look at the terrifying scene in front of you. The twisted warship is slowly approaching. The cannon on it is rusty, but it can still fire cannonballs. This battleship is the embodiment of all the evil in the subspace. When it appears in the physical universe, it casts not only shadows and fear, but also the influence and cry from the sea of ​​souls.

From the moment the Ark of Omen appeared, whether they were Peremans or humans, Mauvells or Oriti, the subspace cry that had never appeared in their minds in the past years once again sounded. Everyone's bodies are being torn and trembling in pain, their souls are twisting and wailing, and some people with weak wills have even passed out. Everyone's souls are undergoing a test.

They could feel their souls being pulled, and all the hateful energy wanted to pull their bodies and souls away from the steel battleship under their feet.

After the Ark of Omen fully used subspace, an electronic message came from the terrifying battleship and quickly invaded every battleship. The commander of the fleet, every captain saw the terrifying, twisted, evil creatures on the screen. Orega looked at the creatures in front of him and spoke his words with arrogance and disdain.

"I am the orthodox successor of the Dark Templar, a believer in Chaos, the future successor of Karai, the immortal prince of darkness, Orega.

Teclis, you should be honored for this day, for your souls will be one with the Warp, and you will be with the Chaos Gods! Don't be afraid of death, because the so-called death just allows you to start the next journey, makes you a believer of the gods, and makes your life burn again for the right path! "

After saying this, the monster on the screen raised its head and cast its gaze downward, as if it was really looking at the commander and captains in front of the screen.

"Fleet Teclis, you have done a great job. Although your genes are not pure, your bodies are not strong, and your brains are not smart, you have proved to me through your own battles that you are the most powerful person in this galaxy." Among the reckless and stupid sentient beings, at least there is still a little bit of value.

Now I give you a chance to put down your weapons and join your family and comrades in this holy war for Chaos. I will grant you pardon!

I'll give you a minute to think about it. Don't try to resist. The Ark of Evil Omen will destroy any idiot who dares to act rashly. Recognize your position and put down your weapons! "

The voice of the subspace is strong, demanding that the beings surrender to him, and the terrifying pressure wants to make them retreat. But the Tigris fleet did not hesitate at all. The scarred warships once again raised their gun barrels, and they decided to use their own weapons to express their meaning:

The Teclis will not become anyone's slaves. They are the relics of ancient civilization and they will never lower their heads.

The cation cannons and laser weapons began to fire again, but this time they turned into firing like the behemoth above them. Fighters and bombers all dispatched, hoping to attract the enemy's attention through their own efforts and allow the warships to output more firepower.

After Orega saw the decision made by the Teclis people, he was not very angry. Instead, he turned his head and said to the ferryman next to him, the driver of the Ark of Evil Omen.

“These are indeed a group of very tough bugs. Although they are low-level creatures, they really make people feel respected.

I'll give them a hard time, but don't worry, all the souls will return to us and make us stronger. "

The ferryman nodded after hearing this. This kind of demon has been integrated with the entire Ark of Evil Omen, so they can control such a huge ark to fight. The appearance of these demons is like a group of gear demons made of flesh and blood mixed with machines. They can feel the fluctuations of the subspace all the time through the cilia on their bodies.

Not even the Chaos Demon can control the terrifying subspace current, nor can the gods, so there are still many things on the entire Ark of Omen to allow this thing to sail normally.

For example, the guardian magic circle allows the battleship to move forward while remaining intact, obeying the operator's orders.

The metal nerve worm, which Vashtor spent a lot of time to successfully create, allows the operator to control such a huge item without being killed suddenly by the backlash. It can also connect various systems on the battleship together. Prevent system failures.

The Omen Wolf Smoke is to install a small Pharos lighthouse on the entire ark, successfully preventing the surrounding warships and itself from being torn into pieces by the subspace.

It is by relying on these equipment that the Ark of Evil Omen can keep moving forward and maintain its combat effectiveness.

"Get ready to attack. The sighs are over. It's time to crush those bugs."

The Demon Prince just sighed, but none of this would change his original intention. He would still crush the resistance of the Teclis people.

The Ark's artillery slowly turned to all enemy warships. Some of the heavy cannons had a caliber that could even fit a fighter. Once hit, these fleets would have no chance of survival.

On the surface of the planet Tegris, the residents were already in a panic. The webway gate was opened in time by the local authorities, and civilians began to be evacuated to the refuge planet next to the galaxy. Everyone was evacuating because the Ark was undoubtedly capable of turning the planet into charcoal.

In the presidential palace, Leon looked at the huge Ark with only sadness and indignation in his eyes. Their army had tried their best. Although they had hundreds of warships, more than half of them had been lost in the battle just now. The remaining fleets had no ability to destroy such a huge Ark.

Courage and perseverance were useless, and absolute strength would crush them. Although the naval forces were still resisting desperately, they would soon be wiped out forever in the enemy's first wave of salvos. All they did was to cover the evacuation of civilians as much as possible.

Such an outcome was not unexpected, because Orega's own goal was the goal of the entire Kalai and his military equipment, and it was also prepared for the entire Kalai. Although only a small part was brought this time, the most important Ark of Evil Omen had been brought here to test its power.

Although the mortal world had become a foregone conclusion, the existence of the Supreme Heaven did not intend to end there. Orega did not expect that his performance, which he thought was perfect, was just a curtain for the return of an old god.

And the ancient god of craftsmen had decided to take action.