Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

In the dark cabin, the torpedo that was enough to destroy the entire biological fleet had entered a tense state of activation. As the last complex command was input, the torpedo with endless destructive power seemed to wake up and was ready to go. After completing this series of delicate and critical operations, the warband leader calmly put down the control stick in his hand, and his eyes flashed with calmness and determination. At this moment, the atmosphere in the entire battleship solidified to the extreme, but the warband leader stopped all his actions at this moment, as if he was mourning for the next decisive battle, and as if he was making the final preparations for the arrival of victory.

This glorious son of Sanguinius silently stared at the deep dark universe outside the porthole. There, the endless stars seemed to be immersed in sleep, but in his eyes, another magnificent scene was reflected-the bright light that was constantly excited on the biological battleship was like fireworks blooming in the night sky, gorgeous and dazzling. These lights, like holy flames, illuminated the surrounding space, demonstrating supreme power and majesty.

"Go to hell and repent, damned bugs." The corners of the captain's mouth slightly raised, revealing an extremely cold smile, like the coldest but blooming snowflakes in winter, full of irony and disdain.

His eyes were like a thousand-year-old ice, freezing all vitality and hope, and his voice was like a call from the Nine Nether Hell, full of killing and determination. Those enemies who were regarded as bugs by him seemed to see the tragic fate they were about to face in this smile.

In a heart-tightening dull sound, the destructive torpedo painted in dazzling bright red, like a ferocious beast that chooses people to devour, rushed out of the torpedo compartment without hesitation at a heart-pounding speed. Its figure drew a dazzling red line in the narrow space, instantly arousing violent turbulence, as if even the galaxy was shocked by its ferocity and speed.

The distance between the Red Dome Blood and the biological battleship has shortened to a suffocating degree. In this compact space, the huge biological warship seemed extremely clumsy. Its huge body could not perform any effective evasive action at all, as if it was firmly locked by an invisible force and could not move.

The Red Dome Blood, which was originally cruising in the depths of the universe, was now approaching the biological warship with the force of thunder. The distance between the two was so close that the texture and subtle structure of the other's surface could be clearly seen. At this critical moment, the biological warship wanted to find a chance to escape, but sadly found that it had no way out.

At this extremely close distance, the pressure emitted by the Red Dome Blood made every creature on the biological warship feel deeply terrified. They knew that in the face of this ruthless attack, they had no ability to resist at all. And in the face of this ruthless law of the universe, they could only helplessly wait for the judgment of fate.

The war group leader gently pulled the cork on the wine bottle. It was an ancient action, as if with a sense of ritual. He poured himself a glass of wine, and the wine was fragrant and the mellow aroma filled the small space of the command cabin. The color of the wine, as red as blood, is like a blooming rose, hanging on the wall of the crystal glass, which is particularly dazzling.

Under the soft light of the command cabin, the bright red wine seems to be given life and stained with a different color. The color is deep and mysterious, like the brightest star in the night sky, attracting attention. The war band leader raised his head slightly, with a deep light flashing in his eyes, as if thinking about something. This glass of wine is not only a kind of enjoyment for him, but also a spiritual sustenance.

The intoxicating aroma of wine spread in the air, as if forming an invisible mist, slowly enveloping the battlefield commander. This breath is mellow and delicate, spicy and sweet, like a melody in memory, gently awakening the past sleeping in the heart. The battlefield commander took a deep breath, and the familiar breath instantly ignited the spark of emotion and brought him back to the destroyed home world. Every inch of land there is filled with the aroma of wine, which is the joy of harvest, the laughter of festivals, and the taste of family reunion. However, now, only the aroma of wine remains, reminding him that the place that was once full of vitality has disappeared in the dust of history.

The once familiar home world, the mountains and rivers that he once stepped on, are now flashing in front of the war captain's eyes, as if they were reappearing yesterday. Every landscape carries the memories of the past, every piece of land is filled with the breath of the past, and the war captain's heart is filled with endless thoughts. On his rock-like face, a deep nostalgia flashed, as if the vicissitudes of the years were gently soothed at this moment.

In that distant memory, he once chased the sun in the morning light and listened to the chirping of insects under the moonlight. At that time, his home was quiet and beautiful, but now it can only be turned into a picture scroll in his heart. There was a hint of sadness in the war captain's eyes, but that perseverance had not retreated, but added a bit of the heaviness of the years. In this war-torn era, those beautiful pasts have become the eternal comfort in his heart, inspiring him to keep moving forward and guarding the everlasting hope in his heart.

When the chapter of history turns to that page, the past has already cast an irreversible finality. The destruction of the home world is like a falling meteor in the night sky, burning with the last ray of light, but ultimately unable to reverse its fate of falling. In this land shrouded in darkness, the war band leader knows that what he is facing is no longer how to save, but how to bet with his own life as the final bet.

He stood on the broken battlefield, his eyes flashing with unyielding light, his heart filled with hatred for the bugs that devoured all peace and hope. Now, the only thing the warband leader can do is to use his boiling blood and tenacious will to destroy these rampant bugs in the last moments of his life. Every step he took was heavy and firm, and every swing of the sword was full of anger and determination, because he knew that this was the last thing he could do for his homeland. In this cruel battle, his life will become the last bastion to protect his homeland until the last moment.

In the deep cosmic star zone, the warship named "For the Great Sanguinius, for the Great Emperor and Imperial Regent", its communication facilities are like loyal guards, fulfilling its mission to the letter. At that moment, the space of the entire star zone node seemed to be filled with a sacred voice. It was the resolute and powerful voice of the warband leader, like thunder, echoing in every corner, shaking the hearts of every warrior.

In this sea of ​​stars, the communication system on the battleship conveyed the determination and faith of the war captain to the fullest. His voice was full of admiration for Sanguinius, loyalty to the Emperor and the Imperial Regent, and endless desire for victory. That voice was like a horn, inspiring the warriors to move forward bravely for faith, for glory, and for the glory of the Empire.

In this silent starry sky, every node seemed to be awakened by this voice, full of passion and strength for fighting. The voice of the war captain was both an order and a belief. It inspired the hearts of the warriors, allowing them to be fearless and move forward in the upcoming battle. In the face of this great mission, every warrior felt the responsibility and honor on his shoulders.

On the surface of Talvina, which was shrouded in the smoke of war, countless mortal warriors were fighting hard with firm beliefs and endless courage. At this critical moment, they suddenly heard the steady and powerful voice of the war captain, as if a ray of warm sunshine penetrated the thick dark clouds and illuminated their hearts.

The ears of the warriors who shed their blood on the battlefield trembled slightly, and an indescribable power surged in their hearts. The voice of the war leader was as exciting as a war drum, inspiring them to move forward bravely and not fear life and death.

On the battlefield full of war, the wounded mortal warriors were exhausted, and their bodies were troubled by the double torture of fatigue and pain. However, these warriors full of loyalty and faith, even in such a predicament, still did not put down their weapons and did not give up the mission of defending their homeland. Facing the Zerg surging like a tide, these loyal mortals used their tenacious perseverance, courage and blood to block the fierce offensive of the Zerg tide.

There was a firm light in their eyes. Although their physical fatigue made them almost unable to stand upright, they still gritted their teeth, held their weapons tightly, and launched a thrilling fight with the Zerg. In this cruel battle, every mortal warrior showed extraordinary courage and tenacity. They defended every inch of their homeland with their lives.

On the battlefield, blood dyed the soil red, and the air was filled with thick smoke and blood. Every attack of the Zerg was stubbornly repelled by these loyal warriors, and every counterattack of theirs frightened the Zerg tide. Despite the heavy casualties, these mortal warriors still did not retreat, and they had only one belief in their hearts: to protect their homes until the last moment.

In this cruel battle, the loyal mortals used their actions to interpret what it means to be indomitable and what it means to stick to their posts. They built a solid line of defense with their flesh and blood, making the Zerg attack unsuccessful. Their courage and sacrifice will be forever engraved in the long river of history of this land.

The mortal warriors knew that the voice that just echoed in the silence was the last trace left by the warband leader in this world, a memory that could not be erased! The voice was full of firmness and determination, as if it was the last oath of the warband leader, engraved in the hearts of every warrior. They stood silently, their eyes showing endless respect and sorrow, because that voice has become their common pain, an eternal remembrance.

Under the deep starry sky of the universe, above the orbit of the planet, the powerful battleship named Blood of the Red Dome is releasing its deadly torpedoes of destruction. These torpedoes shining with faint blue light, like ghosts shuttling between the stars, rush straight to the predetermined target at an extremely fast speed. Finally, in a burst of soul-shaking explosions, the torpedoes of destruction hit the target accurately and instantly tore an unhealable crack in the opponent's defense line. The torpedoes, which are painted in eye-catching bright red, are particularly dazzling in the deep sea water, like a burning flame. As it quietly approached the Zerg biological warship, the distance between the two became shorter and shorter. At the moment it touched the warship, the precision excitation device hidden inside the torpedo started automatically and entered the activation state. At this moment, the originally peaceful sea seemed to freeze time, and a battle to determine the outcome was about to begin.

At that moment, an extremely gorgeous firework bloomed instantly, like a bright starlight shining in the dark and crazy universe. It soared into the sky, and the blazing fire was like a bright fire dragon, cutting through the night sky, reflecting the entire universe with a brilliant light. This sky-high fire flickered in the pupils of the war group leader, reflecting endless enthusiasm and strength, adding a strange color to the face of this resolute warrior. That color, like a rose in the flames of war, is both beautiful and tough, and people can't help but be moved. Against the backdrop of this gorgeous fireworks, the war group leader's eyes became more determined, as if announcing his determination and courage. No matter what is waiting ahead, he will bravely meet the challenge with the attitude of a warrior.

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The destructive torpedo, that is the last glorious chapter born in the golden age of mankind, like a swan song under the afterglow of the setting sun. The great sages of the Mechanicus spent thousands of years, exhausting their wisdom and energy to try to analyze its complex structure and principles, but they were never able to successfully reproduce this weapon with unparalleled destructive power.

In that era full of miracles and glory, the birth of the destruction torpedo marked the unprecedented peak of human power. With its extremely precise striking power and indestructible power, it became the decisive factor in the war of that era. However, with the end of the Golden Age, this mysterious weapon also disappeared in the dust of history.

The great sages of the Mechanicus have been tirelessly pursuing the mystery of the destruction torpedo. They have read ancient books and studied the remaining relics, trying to find clues from them. Although they have mastered countless advanced technologies and knowledge, the reproduction of the destruction torpedo is still an unattainable challenge. As time goes by, the great sages have changed batch after batch, but their desire and pursuit of the destruction torpedo has never changed.

The destruction torpedo, a name that once made the entire Golden Age tremble, has now become an untouchable legend. Although the great sages of the Mechanicus cannot reproduce its power, they always believe that one day in the future, mankind will once again possess this weapon that changes the world. And they will become witnesses and creators of that era. This weapon has a mysterious substance, which is powerful enough to turn a planet into powder in an instant. The existence of this substance is a miracle that the current imperial technology cannot understand. Once this substance is ignited, it will release unimaginable energy in an instant, causing a devastating explosion.