Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter 120: The Dawn of Despair

The voice from the communication made Calgar's complexion change.

  He rushed to a balcony overlooking the surface.

  Looking up at the sky, the ground anti-aircraft fire has been stopped, and the void shield has disappeared without a trace.

  The booming explosion sounded again, causing the area where he was to vibrate violently again.

   "Dolier." Calgar called the mechanical priest who followed him, "report the current situation."

  "The energy pipeline was destroyed, the energy reactor destroyed the energy supply of the void shield, and the void shield has fallen. The energy supply device was destroyed, and the generator of the artillery array was overloaded."

  A cold, mechanical voice came from the communication.

   "Can it be repaired?" Calgar asked sharply.

   His tone was full of anxiety and a hint of panic.

   "It's hard, my lord, 75% of our electricity has been offline, and the energy master control system has been destroyed." Dolier's voice came.

  More explosions appeared from within, rumbling and shaking, and huge sculptures fell down in the explosion.

   A group of star soldiers were smashed into blood and mud before they could escape.

  Alarms are coming from everywhere, and the communication channel is full of messages for help and reports.

   "The energy circuit caused a chain overload reaction, and the energy source points everywhere exploded, my lord." Dolier said.

   "Damn." Calgar's voice contained anger, "Turn off the power generation system, and all troops retreat to the core area one by one, shrinking the defense line."

   After giving the order, Calgar looked up at the sky.

   The void shield is gone, and the Tyranids are no longer hindered.

  Swarms of winged beasts circled towards the Hive City, and the bio-plasma and highly toxic bombs fell overwhelmingly on the Hive City, and the defensive positions were flooded by the enemy's artillery fire.

  A large number of spore sacs fell from a high altitude, and fell to the ground with the loud bang of the earth shaking and shaking the mountains. Huge creatures crawled out of them, and the deafening roar made people feel frightened.

  The comms network beeped incessantly, and all requests were marked in scarlet for the most urgent.

   Randomly open a report that is all about the critical situation.

   "My lord, our position has been surrounded by Tyron."

   "The formation of fighter planes has been unable to defend."

   "The battery is under attack, my lord."

  There was a constant booming sound from the sky, and swarms of Zerg covered the sky above the hive city.

  A hint of despair appeared on Calgar's face.

  The void shield is destroyed, and they will face the biological torrent of the Tyranid Zerg, which is definitely one of the most terrible nightmares in this world.

  Countless biological artillery fire raged in the hive city, blasting away the stones transported from distant worlds and fashioned into statues of imperial heroes.

   All parts of the city are burning violently.

   On every level of the soaring hive fortress, the flames of war rage.

  The air swarms and long-range firepower of the Tyranid Zerg can move freely and unleash their long-suppressed artillery fire after the void shield is lowered.

   And on the criss-crossing ground highway of the Hive City, a large number of Zerg poured into the Hive City along the road.

   Huge tyranid creatures crashed into a giant triumphal arch for decoration.

   Flexible gene-stealers climbed building after building, attacking loyal defenders from all directions.

   The winged Zerg swooped down continuously and landed on the battlefield, setting off terrible killings one after another.

  Desperation spread over the Imperial defenders along with death.

  Under the terrifying offensive like a torrent, human beings are so fragile, relying on the remaining courage and will to sacrifice, they are struggling to persevere.

   Yet the universe is so cold.

   Fate is also so cold.

  Will not give victory and success to whoever is braver and stronger.

  During the attack of the Zerg, the Imperial defenders retreated steadily.

   The light dots representing the troops disappear one by one, representing the death of all members.

  The Cavaliers also encountered the same dilemma.

  Countless Zerg swarmed up, using the overwhelming numbers to overwhelm the knight titan to the ground, and dismembering it with sharp jointed limbs.

  The naked driver lying in the nutrition cabin was pulled out, dismembered, and dismembered.

   "Go to hell." Aluken roared.

  The neural network is constantly sending pain and fatigue.

  The Heavenly Punishment Titan he controlled had terrible scars.

   "Defenders of the Empire never fear."

  Aluken growled.

  He is the sword of the Emperor, the war machine of the Primarch.

  The Iron Angel of the Holy Human Empire, he has sworn to protect his people, so he can never be afraid of death.

   "All troops retreat one by one."

  The voice of the rear command came through the communication.

   Aruken went up against the retreating tide and rushed towards the enemy.

  The core area is too narrow, and the imperial troops are concentrated there, there is no place for the Titans to display it.

   There is only one task left for him.

   That is to assist other friendly troops to retreat.

  Command did not issue such an order to Aluken.

   But the final mission is something every driver knows.

   This is their highest glory

  Every pilot has been taught how to buy time for other troops to evacuate in the event of an emergency, and to strive for the best interests of the Emperor.

   "In this dark, hopeless, futureless galaxy, we are all but currency, used by the Emperor to redeem humanity's existence."

   Aluken recalled in his mind a sentence his teacher said when he was a student.

  At that time, he didn't understand.

  Now, he understands.

   It's a pity that he can't go back, and it's impossible to see that mentor again.

  Looking at the Bio-Titan rushing towards him, he knew he was going to die here, this was the last battle.

   "May our souls stand under the throne."

  Aluken switched the communication channel and spoke to the crew members who had accompanied him for many years.

  They also returned their final blessings to Aluken.

   "Let me see your level." Aluken whispered.

  The Heavenly Punishment Grade Titan took the lead in rushing towards the enemy with heavy steps.

  The heavy, mountain-like body trampled the small Tyranid creatures to death in pieces.

  Several besieged Titans were thus saved.

   "Retreat, your mission should not end here, guard the last position, and wait for the arrival of the Primarch." Aluken said.

  The Heavenly Punishment Titan waved its iron hand like a mountain, and knocked a group of Tyranid creatures into the air.

   A dying Knight Titan was rescued.

   "My lord, thank you for your help, my lord." A woman's voice came from the Knight Titan.

   "Evacuate, leave this place to me." Aluken said.

   "Thank you." Knight Titan limped away.

  The fine gold casing is full of scars, and the hydraulic stabilizer is also damaged.

  The power sword has been broken, and the titan weapon is slumped on the broad metal shoulder.

   The driver's heart was filled with the joy of formation and the shame of retreat.

  The Knight Titan survived.

   But its mission has long been doomed, and that is to die on the battlefield.

   It was saved because it would not have been in the Emperor's best interest to die here.

  The surviving Knight Titans evacuated, and Aluken manipulated the Heavenly Punishment Titans to face the behemoths that surrounded them.

  The huge cannon on the back fired instantly, causing a worm saint titan to let out a wail, and then the heavenly punishment titan rushed up.

  The huge iron hand held the thick sharp horn and controlled it.

  The power fist smashed through the biological carapace of the Insect Saint Titan like a cannonball.

  The fully charged melta cannon was activated, and the target was the wound that lost the protection of the carapace.

  The scorching light instantly vaporized and scorched the flesh and blood, successfully killing the opponent.

   Other Bio-Titans also attacked.

   Cruel battles also ensue.

  The battle between the behemoths shook the surrounding area.

  Aluken has tried his best, but victory is only determined by strength. No matter how loyal he is, no matter how hard he works, he can't change his fate of failure.

  The stabilizer at the waist was shattered, and both of Titan's legs were shaking.

  The piston and hydraulic pressure of the left leg were smashed, and there is no way to repair it.

  The cut hydraulic pipes and fuel pipes are like blood vessels, and the hydraulic oil and fuel inside are gushing out like blood.

  The huge torsion joint was also ripped out alive, like a pulled out spine.

   "I am Sword of the Emperor, War Angel of the Primarch."

  Aluken controlled the giant monster of the sky punishment level to hold down the giant Tyrannosaurus, and then activated the plasma cannon the size of a building to launch a final attack, killing the last giant creature.

  The smell of scorched black permeated, and the wails of giant creatures slowly disappeared.

  The Heavenly Punishment Grade Titan staggered to his feet, his body was covered in black smoke, the shell of fine gold on his body was already damaged, and there were scars everywhere.

   Around the battlefield, there are several giant Tyranid beasts lying down.

   The giant Tyranid beasts besieging him were all killed by Aluken controlling the titans.

   However, his injuries were also horrendous.

  Through the porthole of the cockpit, sparks can be seen everywhere on the Titan's body.

  Fire extinguishing agent filled the huge steel body.

  The soul of the machine was howling, and the crew members also suffered heavy casualties from the battle just now.

  The mechanical priest in charge of maintenance recited the prayers of the God of All Things, preparing for the final death.

  Aluken has no way to control the Titan anymore.

   He could only stand where he was, facing the impact of the bug swarm like a lonely warrior.

   The swarm of insects climbed up the huge steel body.

  The sharp limbs pierced the armor, sneaked into the Titan and fought with the crew.

  Aluken wanted to get up and join the melee, but several times in a row, he was too weak to move because of his nerves.

  A small knife insect crawled over and cut him open with the neurotrophic cabin.

  The bright red blood flowed out mixed with the nutrient solution.

  The dead Aluken stared at the golden double-headed eagle above the control room.

   seems to be expecting the double-headed eagle to bring his soul from this galaxy of suffering to the Emperor's throne.

  The battle in the void is also gradually failing.

  Facing the increasingly terrifying Zerg fleet, the imperial fleet suffered more and more casualties.

  The blackened metal skeleton is slowly drifting from the inside out to the depths of the universe.

  When the battleship with a length of more than ten kilometers exploded, it was like a distant supernova erupting, instantly making the entire battlefield feel a strong light.

  Sparse space torpedoes dragged their long tail flames through the void.

  The shells of the macro cannon became weaker and weaker in the dazzling explosion, and could only embellish the huge insect swarm with a few flame flowers.

  The thick beam emitted by the laser array is also not effective, and cannot form a saturation attack.

  El looked at all this, with a trace of sadness in his heart.

  The Storm Falcon, who was in charge of commanding the Void Campaign, suffered heavy casualties.

   His flagship was slowly evacuating from the encirclement of the Zerg, billowing black smoke.

   During the evacuation process, a warship exploded, and the strong flash caused the light-sensitive instruments in the portholes to automatically adjust.

  The remains of the battleship were dismembered in flames.

  The dead were thrown out of the battleship, and the corpse was slowly suspended.

  El didn't show sadness. When you lose enough, people won't be sad anymore.

  Every minute and every second, a loyal person dies.

   They play different roles in life.

  Friend, lover, comrade-in-arms, brother.

   On the battlefield, they have no difference, just a corpse that no one cares about.

  Everyone grieves what they have lost.

  But when you lose too much at one time, your soul becomes numb.

  The signal on the surface is cut off.

  The last information on the surface is that the void shield is broken and the Zerg swarm in.

  The defense failed, and they were unable to complete the mission of the Primarch.

   "Our void shield protection is decreasing."

   "A wave of attacks is coming, please move in time."

  The crew's broadcast channels are full of panic tones.

  Flagships are getting worse.

  Despair slowly emerged in El's heart.

   Violent shaking came, the flagship suffered another round of attacks, the void shield was shaking, and harsh sirens were everywhere.

   "We're done!" A thought came to Al's mind.

  Suddenly, a clear voice came from the originally noisy communication channel.

   completely ignored the impact of the overflow energy on the battlefield on the communication, and it sounded in the communication of all warships.

   "This is the Glory of Macragge, we are about to enter the real universe."