Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 575 06.0574: 'Meeting of Temporary Allies'

The streamlined hull of the Epic cut through the void, like a silver arrow piercing into the death zone between the Tau and the Greenskin fleet. The light macrocannon on its spine turned and spewed out hot anger at the flying iron lump that was pursuing it.

The orc pursuit fleet was chasing behind like blood-seeking wolfhounds, and its huge cannons were spewing out wild roars.

Bang! Bang!

The green battleship poured out a barrage of countless huge shells towards the Epic. The shells swept past the Epic and created ripples on the void shield.

"Waaagh! Blast that iron bar into pieces!" The deafening roar pierced into the bridge through the communication interference waves.

The Orc warship's huge cannons are very crude, but their caliber is extremely large, even exceeding that of the Helios-class torpedoes. If the Epic is hit directly on the hull, it will surely die.

But the silhouette of the Epic's tail was too small. The tiny outline was almost a pixel dot 300 kilometers away. For the greenskin artillery that relied on "Anxunsi" for calibration, this was tantamount to shooting down a fly with a meteor hammer. Therefore, although the barrage fired by the orcs was large in number and powerful, it looked lively, but the actual results were few and far between.

Occasionally, a huge cannon would hit the ship's shield with the guidance of my thinking power. The huge golden flames were like looking directly at a star, stinging everyone's eyes. The violent tremors made people worry about whether the Epic's slender hull could withstand one or two shots.

Everything from the deck to every nut was trembling. After being hit by only two heavy artillery shells, the overload bar of the void shield turned from dark blue to scarlet. The shrill alarm further accelerated the sense of urgency of the impending destruction.

The young captain frowned, sweat slowly sliding down his face.

In the realm of machine soul, he placed his palm on the pale back of the machine soul girl's hand, and the nerve plug on his back glowed with a faint blue light.

The battlefield data collected by the sensor array washed over the retina like a waterfall, and the command throne trembled slightly.

With the cooperation between him and the Machine Soul Girl, the entire battleship turned into a nimble silver shuttle, moving gracefully between the metal storm and the wreckage of the battleship.

"The combustion meter is dropping rapidly." The hoarse, emotionless voice of the Tech-Priest came from the sound array at a speed slightly faster than usual.

"Go on." The young captain's voice was steady. "I know the limits of the Epic. Let those greenskins see the might of the God of All Machines."

The Epic, with its tail flame suddenly surging, tore open the curtain of void and threw the pursuer into the darkening night sky behind it.

The Epic is like a dragon swimming in the void. She shuttles through the chaos and wreckage, appearing and disappearing mysteriously like an elusive shadow.

The speed is extremely fast. This is because the Mechanicus always likes to install a set of super-thrust engine groups on small-class ships. With the surging thrust and maneuverability, it can leave the green-skin pursuers far behind.

Some green-skinned junk ships that had little desire to attack gave up wasting time on this nimble little ship. They turned around and attacked the battered immigrant fleet under Farsight, as well as the larger, more domineering, and more Waaaagh Farsight enclave ships.

This just happens to provide a perfect opportunity for Epic.

"The Tau warship ahead... muzzle lock detected, Captain!" Louise's voice was as taut as a guitar string.

"Hold on. At least they haven't opened fire yet."

Everyone who saw the black muzzle of the railgun swallowed their throats. Once hit by so many railguns, the Epic would explode into fireworks in the void in an instant.

But to the surprise of almost everyone, after a while.

Those large alien warships that looked like manta rays slowly turned their guns, and blue-white plasma beams brushed past the portholes of the Epic, melting the following orc garbage ships into molten iron.

"It seems that the 'Commander of Farsight' is more trustworthy than the description in the Inquisition files."

Inquisitor Thei appeared behind Horatio, "In fact, I have always wanted to hire a group of Kroot who use Blueblood Alien equipment. Let these Kroot mercenaries perform the Dance of Death with the Bluebloods' pulse rifles."

"Maybe there will be a chance in the future. I believe Miss Thei can even convince the green-skinned orcs to be her dance partner." Horatio raised the corners of his mouth subtly and said in a teasing tone.

Thei laughed, amused by Horatio's humorous teasing, and her laughter was as clear as the clinking of crystal glasses.

"It's a good match for me to work with you, Captain. You are not a dogmatist, which makes me, a radical inquisitor, very satisfied."

"I guess your master Clarence Ravenor has a lot of dealings with aliens."

"Or so it is with all the Inquisitors of the Eisenhorn lineage." Thei added: "This is a secret, an open secret."

"So your master's master, old Ravenno, was expelled from the Alien Court, and he was not as lucky as Eisenhorn who was expelled and reinstated twice."

Thei smiled and said, "I will also go to the meeting with the aliens later. Of course, I will not keep any records, and I can serve as your translator."

"No problem. I also need you to put your knowledge of 'Galactic Ecology' to use at Gothic University."

This also made Horatio feel a little relieved.

Compared to the passionate and aggressive Farida, he was more afraid of a woman like Thei who was scheming, especially her identity, an inquisitor who had the power to destroy an entire empire world. He could not see through her motives and goals, and could only roughly judge that she was not an enemy.

But whether they are allies or not remains to be seen.

After the two largest greenskin warships lost power and became fortresses floating in the void, the Farsighted Fleet covered the immigrant ships and kept their distance. Any small and medium-sized junk ships that tried to catch up were subjected to fierce concentrated fire.

When the last two green-skinned garbage ships that rushed forward without knowing the consequences turned into burning tombstones.

The Farsighted Enclave's fleet has been swimming towards the depths of the starry sea like a school of migrating metal whales.

The Epic quietly clung to the fleet's wake until the huge red hull of the "Vow of Survival" occupied the entire bridge observation window of the Epic.

It’s like a diver swimming in the deep sea next to the big eyes of a blue whale.

Squeak~

A tender landed at the docking station of the "Vow of Survival".

White steam spread out along with the hydraulic hissing as the connecting channel opened.

The Hell's Vanguard Guards, led by Valina and responsible for accompanying and ensuring safety, wore ceramic armor that glowed coldly under the corridor lights. They were the first to step onto the deck emitting a faint blue fluorescent light and remained alert.

Also traveling with him were his second mate Louise, Inquisitor Thei of the Anti-Xenophobia Order who served as the diplomatic liaison officer, and Lati-EB2A1 who was in charge of ordnance affairs.

Horatio adjusted the gold ribbon of his navy cloak as his boots touched the iridescent floor of the Tau warship as Farsight stepped out of his battle suit—liquid metal fading from the alien commander's livid skin like mercury.

Behind Farsight followed the elderly Earth Clan scientist O'visa. He had difficulty moving, so he did not come out of his combat uniform and also served as a bodyguard.

"Are all your commanders as young as the morning star?" The crisp question pierced the solemnity of the meeting.

A Tau girl named Torch Star jumped out from the shadows, her four-fingered hand curiously suspended in front of the humans, arousing the surprise and vigilance of the Hell's vanguards.

Horatio raised his hand, signaling the scouts not to act rashly.

The Tau girl wandered around them with light steps, her eyes moving around, glancing around, looking at Horatio and his group with curious eyes.

As the youngest member of the Eight Great Visionaries, Torch was born and served at a time when Farsight had long since broken free from the control of the Tau Empire.

The biggest enemies of the enclave are Chaos and Greenskins, so she has never seen humans before. Her smart eyes looked up and down at the human male walking towards her.

"In our enclave, only the boldest commanders would allow a fledgling to command a starship." She jumped in front of Horatio and looked curiously at the two rows of medals on his chest.

Horatio's eyes swept across the Y-shaped fluorescent pattern on the girl's forehead, and he replied in a gentle but solemn tone: "In the human empire, young eagles can only grow their wings in the most dangerous hunting grounds."

His smile was just the right balance between politeness and caution: "Students at Zhongsi Academy can assemble a laser gun when they are still children, and when they grow up to be young adults, they have already rushed to the most dangerous war zones."

This witty and vivid answer made the Tau girl look up to the young lieutenant colonel with a gleam in her eyes.

"I can see that, Captain." Farsight, who had always been in deep thought, finally opened his eyes and looked at the human youth in front of him: "Over the past hundred years, I have fought with you countless times and cut off the heads of countless human commanders, but you are indeed the youngest human commander I have ever seen."

"Now, I'm standing in front of you, and you didn't chop off my head." Horatio smiled and shrugged, using a joking tone to lighten the serious atmosphere a little.

"I have foresight and I keep my word. I will pay you what you owe me." He paused, then continued, "And I will also return what we have seized from you."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Several large boxes were brought to Horatio by Earth Clan technicians using drone carriers. They were opened one by one, and were filled with various types of power armor, bolt guns, and chainswords that had been sorted into different categories.

It can be seen that although there is still the smell of gunpowder, all the equipment has been repaired and maintained and can be used directly.

"Astartes equipment." Horatio breathed out.

"These are the equipment of all your genetically modified warriors who have been defeated by me over the past hundred years. Although we are enemies, I respect your warriors. This is their equipment, and I will return it to you in full."

Then he snapped his fingers, and another hovercraft slowly drove over.

But this time, the supplies it carried made everyone, even Horatio's eyes widen.

[This is... 'gene seed'?!]