Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

In the dark and empty space of the universe, a large fleet with a very heavy appearance is sailing slowly. Among them, more than ten planetary creations with their own star rings and orbits sit in it, silently showing their majesty.

On the trajectory of this fleet, a dense smoky "celestial body" structural gaseous nebula approached loosely.

The gaseous nebulae look normal, and the sudden astronomical changes encountered during space navigation can add a bit of fun to the boring voyage.

But the large fleet moved, and the green energy field rose and fell, condensing into a huge iron-jawed orc phantom.

As the orc roared angrily, a spherical attack shot out from its open mouth, hitting the nebula.

The vacuum did not show any due influence, or it may be that the green shadow ignored the interference of the cold void. The dense clouds and mist were blown away by the attack, like a strong wind sweeping away the haze.

Wandering Harbor and the fleet group suddenly lost their cover and were forced to launch an early charge.

The tail engine burned brightly, and the high-speed particle flow was like a lightsaber cutting through the darkness, giving the battleship extremely high speed.

The bow shield faced the phantom's energy wash, forming a set of fairing-like barriers, as if this would make the ship run faster.

After a brief silence from the Grand Fleet, attacks of all kinds filled the entire space like a violent storm.

The hulls of the fleets that launched the attack all shook like chaff. The shields collided head-on with the attack, and the various spectrums of light that escaped were intertwined and converged into a dazzling white light.

Five minutes after the fleet launched its attack, the shield of the battleship at the forefront finally could no longer hold up. The ship that lost its shield became a bird hit by a shotgun in the sky. The moment it stopped moving forward, it was doomed.

Under the continuous blows, the battleship disintegrated and turned into balls of fire.

The formation of the large fleet remained motionless, advancing slowly like a silent fortress.

If it hadn't been for the huge phantom roaring "WAAAGH!", no one would even know that the opponent would be proud and satisfied with the staged victory.

The impact fleet finally closed the fighting distance between the two sides. The slender hull design has reduced the bomb impact area as much as possible, and the main turret in front ensures the suppression of firepower.

The fleet fanned out, revealing densely packed broadside turrets on the sides.

The physical bombs were fired round after round, and the cannonballs comparable to skyscrapers were fired at a speed close to the speed of light, slamming into the shield group of the large fleet.

The large fleet seized the opportunity of the impact fleet to swing sideways at a large angle, and the new orcs, which were adaptively designed, launched a gang-hopping operation.

The seven-meter giant blocked the corridor inside the ship, the muzzle of the assault gun the size of an adult's head lit up, and the flames and deafening explosions resounded inside the battleship.

The team's sabotage operation lasted for a few seconds. After setting up the beacon, they left in a hurry - they were going to the next warship to continue their work.

After the giants left, the Grand Fleet's attacks followed one after another. Thanks to the help of these beacons, the battleship's attacks passed through the shield and acted directly on the interior of the ship.

The fleet that finally launched an effective attack was shattered and turned into a space hulk before it could evacuate the battlefield and regroup for a second attack.

The strike fleet reacted, and the anti-jump gang piloted relatively small and flexible mechas in an attempt to hold the opponent back.

The weak body became the biggest drag. The intelligent control system responded, but the human brain did not.

The solid armor plate performs no differently than a piece of soft tofu when faced with the orc's special assault thorn.

The only thing that can be said to be eye-catching is the melee weapon equipped by the mecha. The sword called the "phase blade" organizes the final line of defense.

Gradually, all the battleships were lost, and the Roaming Port, which served as the fulcrum of firepower, was surrounded by heavy siege. Molten liquid metal was mixed with explosions. The entire battlefield was because too many battleships collided with each other, embedded together, and even formed a special gravitational zone.

"boom!"

Orpeson irritably pulled the helmet off his head and slammed it to the ground. After rolling a few times, the helmet swayed and spun on the ground, as if mocking his incompetence.

He couldn't remember how many times he had failed. The endless red failure marks when he checked his records were disappointing.

Unlike the Necrons who could not be provoked; the Eldar who fought on the ground and avoided space battles through webway assaults and intertwined with the enemy; the Orc Empire was a mountain that could not be avoided and insurmountable.

If you can't win the fleet battle against the orcs, then there's no need to fight the rest.

The ground army fought with the enemy to death, and then the enemy ran away midway, and he was turned into a glass statue on the mainland by the enemy fleet...

No one can bear this kind of thing.

Didn't the captain never think about using space-shattering technology with Zhang Lingyou? It might be a good thing to use dimensionality reduction attacks on the enemy?

Zhang Lingyou refused without even thinking.

First, the family has a small financial background and cannot afford unlimited play.

Second, Zhang Lingyou is still repairing the world, so it would be inappropriate for you to put it aside. Even after the meeting, the spirit tribe and the orcs all consciously restrained themselves and did not cause trouble to Zhang Lingyou. It would be unreasonable for humans to cause trouble.

Even Qatar feels that using a labor force to repair the World Island for nothing is already the limit, and to do more harm to others is really going too far.

Sigma walked over and picked up the helmet with paint peeling off the ground.

"What's wrong? Are you so angry? Calm down, I brought you lychees native to Terra and carefully cooked dog meat."

One sentence made Orr, who wanted to find someone to complain to, lose his interest in talking.

"Sit down and put the things aside. I'm not in the right state to eat. Have you passed the test?"

Orr waved his hands feebly, wanting to talk about something more relaxed.

"No, I came here after I was reborn. Zhang Lingyou has three things he doesn't do: he doesn't do it for men; he doesn't do it for women; he doesn't do it for those who fail. I said at the time that my gender was an armed helicopter, but I was thrown into the star again. The core of the star. In other words, that star already knows me and has left a special place for me inside..."

"..."

Orr suddenly understood the Star God. It was not easy for Zhang Lingyou to live these days. When he met such a guy, he ran out of energy and was really well behaved.

"The game given by Mr. Zhang is unbeatable. The Orc dungeon is too difficult to play, and this is a dungeon that has not been played against the Alliance. The Sons of Behemut have been undergoing targeted transformation in recent days and cannot be put into the battlefield. Two hundred years' time It’s still too tight, I’m afraid I won’t be able to launch those thirteen large-scale attacks by then.”

While chattering, the captain told that life was not easy, and that the orcs were simply a bug. They had strong psychic powers and strong technology, and sometimes they could ignore some physical loopholes and enforce execution forcefully.

The most annoying thing is that these guys are so well-organized, and they can work hard without complaining despite being ordered to do so. They remain silent throughout the whole process, and even if they are fatally injured, they still remain silent.

Coupled with efficient logistics and replenishment speed, he didn't know how to fight. Even if Cathay wants to train such soldiers, it will take several years of training, not counting the time it takes for soldiers to grow from birth to adulthood.

The orcs only need six months.

"Then you can ask Star God to change the game data, right?"

"Do you know what you are talking about? This is actual data entry, not for you to modify randomly."

Orr felt that his old friend's mind was not very good, and it would be better to die completely and then be reborn. The human brain is just like a computer. When it encounters a problem, it needs to be restarted to solve the problem.

"Okay, okay, I'm fine. Doesn't the Longtooth Chamber of Commerce have intelligent control robots? Can't we use them?"

Finally, Sigma came up with a somewhat useful suggestion.

The Chamber of Commerce has real combat-type mechanical creations. Only tens of thousands of combat soldiers specialized for psykers can kill Sigma Plus psykers.

The Necrons on the other side require hundreds of thousands of warriors (acting as smoke bombs, we don't expect them to do anything, it's enough to last as long as possible) to cooperate with the assassin fleet to deal with them.

In other words, the current conventional force of the Long Tusk Chamber of Commerce can kill Sigma with a sea of ​​people.

In the same way, there are soldiers who are specialized in psychic abilities and are used to involute and process flesh and blood creations.

The difficulty also lies in this. They don't listen to human commands and only follow the orders of Zhang Lingyou and Xiang Siyan.

"It works, why should I use it?"

O'er was angry. Zhang Lingyou's request at that time was to fight slowly, and the real force of the Changya Chamber of Commerce was never used.

"What are you two whispering behind your back?"

Zhang Lingyou strode into the captain's room, holding a bag of mung bean cake in his hand.

"Where did you get the lychees and dog meat? No wonder you got angry, you'd better eat less of these things." After teasing Orr, Zhang Lingyou kicked Sigma: "You kid, can you use some snacks? Take a look. Zelas, I have never failed; look at you again..."

"I remembered the order in the wrong order, which was unexpected, but I wrote all the words correctly. I will do it next time!"

Sigma smiled awkwardly. The biological brain is indeed incomparable with the thinking engine. It is already very good to remember this.

But mistakes are mistakes.

The same word, "Emperor of the Xinghai" is full of B boxes, and a sense of oppression comes to my face.

Now change it to "Starfish Emperor", and that's it. You'll be downgraded to a canned boss...

"I'm here to say two things. First, be prepared to withstand a 'small' friction. It is estimated that tens of millions of people will die. Therefore, the work of replenishing the supply of troops must be done well. Second, your new ship has arrived. Sigma, stop looking, it’s none of your business.”