Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

These scarred warriors held their weapons tightly, and each scar told of their tenacity and courage. Their eyes were like fire in the ice, full of perseverance and undisguised anger, staring directly at the Genestealers who were gradually tightening the encirclement and attempting to invade. These enemies not only threatened the safety of the Chapter Master, but also blasphemed honor and justice. The flames of revenge burned in the hearts of the three warriors, and they were ready to defend the final dignity and honor with their lives.

As a glorious son of Sanguinius, even if they were seriously injured and bloodstained in the fierce battle, their blood was still boiling and their indomitable spirit was still shining. In the face of many difficulties, they would not retreat or hesitate, but would meet every challenge with firm faith and fearlessness. Even if they were struggling on the edge of life, they would still choose to fight and write an unyielding legend with their tenacious will. Until the last moment, their swords still pointed at the enemy, and their eyes were still full of unyielding fighting spirit, because they knew that as the sons of Sanguinius, fighting was their eternal mission.

"For the great Emperor and the Regent of the Empire!" The Astartes sang in unison, and their voices echoed in the vast hall like thunder, which was a deep revisit and solemn promise of past oaths.

Their voices, with the firmness of faith and the fiery loyalty, crossed the long river of time, as if returning to the solemn moment of reading the oath. Every word embodies the endless loyalty to the Empire, the deep respect for the Emperor, and the absolute obedience to the Regent.

In this ancient hall, the oaths of the Astartes are like the words on the oath scroll, forever remembered in the long river of history, inspiring generations of loyal guards to protect the glory and peace of the Empire.

The Honor Guard, covered in scars, looked like blood-soaked warriors. With a determined light in their eyes, they launched a resolute charge towards the Genestealers. This was a cruel contest. They knew that this would be a sacrifice without return. However, they were not afraid, because they carried glory and mission.

In the charging team, the warband leader who lost an arm revealed endless tenacity and determination in his eyes. Despite his physical disability, his will became more and more firm. Under the fierce attack of the Honor Guard, the Genestealers retreated step by step, and the warband leader successfully sneaked into the interior of the Red Dome Blood under the cover of his comrades.

The Red Dome Blood is a powerful and mysterious warship that hides countless secrets. The warband leader knew that once he entered the warship, he would face even more severe tests. However, he did not back down, because he knew that this was his responsibility and glory.

Under the cover of the Honor Guard, the Chapter Master carefully walked through the corridor of the Red Dome Blood, and every step was like walking on thin ice. He knew that he was shouldering the expectations and trust of his comrades, and he could not be careless. Finally, under the desperate charge of the Honor Guard, the Chapter Master successfully entered the interior of the Red Dome Blood.

On the battlefield full of war, the Chapter Master had no intention of retreating, and his firm eyes revealed his determination to win. Despite this, he chose to leave his comrades and step into the warship. This was not out of cowardice, but because he knew that as a Chapter Master, he had more important responsibilities. In this fierce battle, his mission was far more than fighting, but also related to the victory or defeat of the entire battle. Therefore, he had to reluctantly give up his desire to fight side by side with his comrades and devote himself to this more critical mission.

Although the Red Dome Blood was equipped with the highest achievements of human golden age technology, and the intelligence of its internal AI system was unparalleled in the world, even the most advanced AI needed human guidance. On the battlefield, although the AI ​​of this battleship can autonomously perform complex tactical operations, the power to issue the final command must be mastered by a human with high command ability. In this crucial position, the Chapter Master became the highest authority holder of the Red Dome Blood. Only the Chapter Master can truly manipulate this battleship and make it exert the ultimate power of the golden age technology.

As the crystallization of human technology, the internal structure and functions of the Red Dome Blood are extremely complex, but all of this serves one purpose-to provide the most powerful war tool for the Chapter Master. Although AI is intelligent, it cannot understand human emotions and strategic intentions. Therefore, the existence of the Chapter Master has become the soul of this battleship. The Chapter Master not only needs to have superb command skills, but also has keen insight and decisiveness, so as to guide the Red Dome Blood in the right direction on the ever-changing battlefield.

Although the AI ​​of the Red Dome Blood is powerful, the Chapter Master, as the supreme commander of the battleship, has an irreplaceable position and role. It is the wisdom and courage of the Chapter Master that enables this battleship to be in the vast sea of ​​stars.

Outside the Red Dome Blood spacecraft, a sophisticated monitoring system was running quietly, faithfully recording a tragic scene. The Chapter Master stared at the falling battle brothers on the screen with deep eyes and remained silent. These loyal cherubim, with the blood of Sanguinius flowing in their bodies, defended honor and faith with fearless courage and endless loyalty.

Although the veterans of the Honor Guard were already covered in wounds after hundreds of battles, they never gave up their pursuit of victory. At the last moment of the battle, they still stood up and fought a desperate battle with the enemy with firm belief and tenacious will. These warriors did not live up to the blood of Sanguinius they carried, and their heroic deeds will be forever engraved on the monument of history.

The monitoring system on the Red Dome Blood witnessed this tragic battle and recorded the magnificent scene of these fearless warriors fighting to the last moment. The Chapter Master stared silently, his heart full of respect and emotion. He knew that these veterans of the Honor Guard had performed loyalty and courage to the extreme.

The three veterans of the Honor Guard, with their tenacious will and superb combat skills, successfully won two minutes of precious time for the huge battleship. During these two minutes, their power armor was painted blood red, as if it was dyed with their own blood, becoming a solid barrier against the Genestealers. Finally, when these fearless veterans were devoured by the ruthless enemy, the battleship, which had been silent in the sea of ​​stars for a century, seemed to be awakened by their sacrifice and once again glowed with the spark of life.

In the depths of this cold and crazy universe, the hull of the battleship was covered with mottled traces left by the years, but its long-dormant heart was beating more strongly at this moment. The heroic deeds of the veterans, like a raging fire, ignited the anger hidden deep inside the battleship. With a deafening roar, the battleship once again roared angrily towards the vast universe. The sound was full of unyielding and resistance, as if telling all enemies who dared to challenge it: Even after vicissitudes, its courage and strength are still as good as before.

In this cruel battle, the sacrifice of the veterans became an opportunity for the battleship to rise again. Their spirit, like the bright stars, illuminated the way forward for the battleship, allowing it to continue to write glory and legends in the cold and crazy universe.

The Genestealers were like birds of prey in the dark, with extremely sharp claws. They slapped fiercely on the solid shell of the warship. However, without being able to touch the internal pipelines of the warship, the claws of these invaders could only leave tiny white marks on the cold alloy shell, as if they were a silent sigh for the powerful defense of the warship. Those white marks were particularly eye-catching in the moonlight, but they seemed so insignificant, just like the embarrassing situation encountered by the Genestealers in this interstellar war.

In the gloomy tunnel, although these monsters were extremely ferocious, they could not cause any substantial damage to this warship from the golden age. Those evil creatures who enjoyed gene stealing could only stand there helplessly, watching the warship slowly start up and make a deafening roar. The anger and frustration in their hearts became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into angry roars, venting at the already started warship. However, these roars seemed so insignificant in front of the powerful defense of the battleship, like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to stir up a ripple.

"Damn bugs, bury your fighting brothers of the Cherubim Chapter!" The Chapter Master stood up exhausted, raised his right hand with difficulty, which was slightly trembling due to long-term fighting, and angrily raised his middle finger to the greedy gene stealers outside the battleship. His eyes were full of unyielding and contempt, as if he wanted to condense all his anger and strength into that simple gesture.

The darkness outside the battleship set off his resolute face, and the Chapter Master's mood was like a turbulent sea, churning with endless anger. He knew that this battle had reached the most critical moment, and the sacrifice of every comrade was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart. He could not retreat, nor could he give up, because behind him were the expectations and trust of countless brothers of the Cherubim Chapter.

"Let them see the courage and determination of our Cherubim Chapter!" The Chapter Master's words were low and firm, and his eyes were like a sharp sword, pointing directly at the enemies who tried to erode their homes. Although his body was exhausted to the extreme, there was still a burning flame in his heart, which was the never-extinguished fighting spirit of the Cherubim Chapter.

Driven by the Chapter Master's resolute determination, the hot melt ray weapon loaded on the front of the warship was adjusted to the maximum power. Accompanied by a stream of burning breath, a dazzling laser beam suddenly burst out from the hot melt generator, like an angry dragon out of the sea, cutting through the sky, and instantly illuminating the entire battlefield. The laser beam carried extremely powerful energy, like the fire of purgatory, sweeping towards the enemy ship in front at an astonishing speed.

A terrifying high temperature raged like a beast, sweeping across the entire space in an instant. The scorching air wave brought a breath of destruction, tearing the originally peaceful atmosphere to pieces, which was chilling. The surrounding rocks and air seemed to be trembling, enduring the endless torture brought by the high temperature.

Under the fierce bombardment of the hot melt rays, the thick layer of soil seemed to be burned by an invisible fire, gradually losing its original color and slowly turning into a brilliant incandescent color. As the temperature rose sharply, the protective layer of soil above the battleship began to disintegrate and eventually melted into a boiling molten liquid. At this moment, the engine at the rear of the battleship seemed to feel this powerful heat and instantly erupted with a deafening roar, like an angry beast roaring, ready to break out of its cocoon and greet the upcoming decisive battle.

Driven by a powerful engine, the towering warship roared, its huge engine making a deafening roar. In the billowing smoke, the hot breath of the magma seemed unable to stop its pace. With the hissing of the lava, the warship bravely broke through the layer of fiery obstacles, and at a heart-pounding speed, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, it magnificently rushed out of the surface. Its figure became more and more powerful in the firelight, as if announcing the arrival of a new era.

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In the distant nest city, those mortal warriors who have experienced the baptism of war and the loyal and steadfast Astartes elites gathered together under the fearless banner of Grand Marshal Krieg. They faced the overwhelming insect tide, each of them holding their weapons tightly, with a firm light in their eyes. In this land shrouded in the clouds of war, they resisted with difficulty, and every charge and every defense was full of unyielding fighting spirit. Although the Zerg tide was as fierce as a storm, under the wise command of the Grand Marshal, they stood firm like a rock, vowing to defend this oppressed homeland with their flesh and blood.

After losing the powerful suppression of the air defense array and the heavy firepower array, the huge biological warships did not hesitate to pour more transport spores onto the surface of the planet. These spores were dense and overwhelming like raindrops, and countless Zergs broke out of their shells every minute and every second. They waved their sharp tentacles and made deafening roars, as if venting their endless anger towards humans.

These Zergs have different shapes, some are tall and mighty, and some are small and flexible, but they all have a common goal-the nest. This last refuge for mankind is facing an unprecedented threat at this moment. The Zergs are waving their claws and glaring with malicious eyes, as if they want to tear everyone hiding in it into pieces.

On this planet shrouded in the shadow of war, the air is full of tension and fear. The human soldiers held their weapons tightly, concentrating on defending against the Zerg's attacks. However, facing such a huge enemy, they felt unprecedented powerlessness. Every Zerg roar seemed to challenge the bottom line of humanity, making people despair.

Even at this critical moment of life and death, humans still did not give up. With their tenacious will and wisdom, they fought a desperate battle with the Zerg. On this battlefield, every inch of land was filled with blood and fire, and every line of defense was shaky on the edge of life and death. But humans never gave up, they firmly believed that as long as they united as one, they could overcome all difficulties.