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On Mirafar's orbit, concentrated arcs wrapped in chaotic energy kept lighting up, burning scars on the orc fleet that was as furious as a swarm of locusts but could never find its enemies to attack them.

While the Jealous Lady used tachyon light spears to continuously suppress the orc group occupying Orokkol, the Forbidden Truth and Unfinished Business equipped with concentrated arcs coordinated with each other's output rhythm, and at close range With the assistance of the induction beacon provided by the fleet, it makes perfect use of its greatest advantage - range.

With the help of the over-the-horizon range brought by the ridge bow, which is enough to span the galaxy, the two huge battleships hide themselves under the darkness outside the battlefield and frequently wander around. The continuously lit shaped energy arc repeatedly cuts through the Orc fleet. The chaotic formation provided security for the arrival of the Colossus.

After the greenskin fleet's position was completely disrupted, two huge battleships with extremely high heat emitting from their sides surrounded the towering Ring of Destruction and arrived in the sky above Mirafar.

After the Colossus was in place, the two battleships Unforgiven Truth and Unfinished Business also entered close naval combat mode at the same time. Under the bridge, a large number of carrier-based aircraft controlled by AI poured out of the hangar like a swarm. So many that they even formed a "machine cloud" that could be seen with the naked eye while standing on the Mirafa orbital defense fort during a collective dispatch.

There are tens of thousands of carrier-based aircraft that make up the machine cloud. Under the control of the anti-entropy AI, they maintain an assault formation in an orderly manner. They pounce like a swarm of bloodthirsty insects on the Orc battleship formation that was previously cut to pieces by the charged arc.

In addition to releasing a large number of carrier-based aircraft, the huge battleship with a length of 64 kilometers became the common target of all the orc battleships that still retained considerable combat power the moment it entered the scene. The green-skinned boys screamed and screamed one after another. War cry of waaaagh!!!, driving their respective spacecrafts in an organized manner towards the sides of the battleships that were densely covered with point defense turrets.

Then, they were swamped by a dense web of fire woven by guardian point defenses and heavy anti-aircraft guns.

The Chapter Master of the Crimson Noble Chapter, "Sarafu", had just escaped from a green-skinned war engine. At this moment, he was standing on the Cambridge of the Sword of Redemption strike cruiser, fighting against the scarred warriors who had just returned from the battle. The brothers witnessed this magnificent space fireworks show in amazement.

They had never seen such a majestic and majestic ship. Even the Glory Queen-class battleship "Red Tear", which had served as the Primarch's vehicle and the flagship of the Ninth Legion, seemed thin and small compared with such a behemoth.

Looking at the huge gun barrel of the Unallowed True, which occupied 1/3 of the hull, chapter leader Saraf felt lucky - this was not an enemy ship.

An unfamiliar signal was connected to the sound array communication channel. It was not an electronic intrusion, but a normal access to a safe frequency band certified by the Ministry of Military Affairs and the Adeptus Mechanicus.

Above the track, the colossus hangs high.

The Ring of Destruction rotated slowly, and a young but determined female voice penetrated the helmets of every warrior in the Crimson Upstart and Steel Wandering Groups:

"According to the order of the Star Destroyer, the Order of Truth will carry out neutron extermination on the planet Mirafar in 30 minutes. This action will completely cleanse all organic life on the surface of Mirafar; this operation only targets the death stalkers. Chapter, therefore, please Steel Wraith and Crimson Upstart evacuate your ground forces as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary losses."

"Repeat, the purge is about to begin. The Steel Wraiths and Crimson Upstart warriors who are still on the planet's surface, please evacuate immediately."

Listia's voice slowly fell in the helmets of the Space Marines, causing Captain Seraph and the battle brothers behind him to look at each other. They all looked up at the Ring of Destruction hanging above their heads, and their hearts rose inexplicably. A sense of absurdity.

"Neutron...kill?"

In space, the melee with the greenskins continued, although the war formation was cut into pieces by the concentrated arcs fired frequently before, giving Colossus's escort fleet the upper hand. But the scale of these orcs is too big after all. Even if the beasts are leaderless, they are still a huge threat.

The Lightning Strike fleet and carrier-based aircraft groups engaged in fierce exchanges of fire with the orc ships trying to attack and join forces in the airspace around the Ring of Destruction. From time to time, a few small green skinned speedboats would break through the defenders' defenses and ram into the battleships with great ferocity. broadside - and smashed itself into pieces.

The orcs' invincible savage gang was defeated on the Unfinished Business. Even if they could physically pass through the shield and point defense system and directly ride on the battleship itself, the zero-element armor locked every neutron by the graviton control technology would not be able to do so. Materials that are physically chiseled through, they are not enough waaagh!!!

In the increasingly chaotic battle situation, the Iron Wanderer and Crimson Upstart Chapters recalled their respective support teams sent to the ground through transmission beacons. They also tried to contact the Death Stalkers to evacuate together, but found that the corresponding communication channels were unknown. Why was blocked.

The imperial defenders on the orbital defense turret were still immersed in joyful emotions. Some people shed tears to praise the mercy of the God Emperor and choked up for the arrival of the miracle ship. Some people felt sincerely grateful that their hometown was finally saved.

In an atmosphere filled with gratitude and excitement, the 30-minute countdown came to an end.

The seemingly eternal rotation of the Ring of Destruction paused slightly. The pale light gathered in the center of the ring was dazzling and restrained. With an ear-piercing extinction alarm, the beam of light that washed away everything poured down.

The gun hanging from the dome has been dropped, and the plume of neutron radiation that floods everything sweeps across the entire planet starting from Mirafar's largest city. The towering spiers in the hive and the steel factories that billow black smoke are not affected by this. Sweeped and collapsed by seemingly devastating plumes, they remain intact.

But in the shelter beneath the hive, in the shack above the wilderness;

From rodents crowded into small spaces, to Space Marines unable to evacuate in time;

Even every single-celled algae that exists in the water bodies of this planet, and the dry viruses floating in the atmosphere... all life forms are collapsing in their most essential form.

In the industrial world of Mirafar, more than one billion of the 94.4 billion imperial population died of starvation, and countless more were killed by the invasion of orcs... The remaining approximately 90 billion civilians, along with the Death Stalkers, were destroyed by the neutrons that swept across the planet. Killed by plumes.

Too many lives have passed away in this blink of an eye, and even the painful wailing that echoes eternally in the sea of ​​souls has a frightening gap at this moment.

Intellectual slaughter like this would not be recognized by any form of spiritual entity, nor would it provide any Chaos God with emotional energy.

Many people may think that pouring out anger in this way is too extreme, but in the view of the Order of Truth, this move should be called efficient.

A kind of absurd emotion spread on the orbital defense line that was not affected by the neutron plume. The imperial soldiers who were grateful for the arrival of the savior a moment ago raised their heads blankly and looked at the colossus hanging above their heads.

An indescribable feeling of heaviness made their chests feel as if they were being pressed down by a huge boulder, so heavy that they almost suffocated.

"Aren't you... here to save us?"

"I'm not obligated to save anyone."

On top of the colossus, the mechanical angel calmly issued an order: "The cleaning task is completed, continue to execute the instructions given by the administrator - start cleaning the battlefield."