Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 238 226. The World of the Dead ([-])

When the executive officer's order is given, the action begins.

Thousands of landing pods began orbital airdrops. Their goal was very clear, which was to detect this mood and establish a forward position.

Anrakil looked at the lander that looked like a meteor and said after thinking for a moment.

"Activate arc measures and find a way to defeat the enemy's airborne troops! We cannot allow them to successfully land."

After hearing the Overlord's words, the tomb technicians immediately began to control everything at hand.The captain of the dynasty guard next to him asked worriedly after hearing what the overlord said.

"Supreme overlord, I can ask boldly, why our fleet doesn't support and attack those enemies. We must defeat them, so that we can gain an advantage in the next battle."

Anrakil said very clearly after hearing this

"Our space fleet can't beat them. We have too few warships, only more than 20. If it is those warships that occupy the galaxy now, the so-called empire warships, we can definitely win, but Kalai, even their auxiliary forces are estimated to have more combat power. Not too weak.

I have seen those auxiliary warships. Those warships have already undergone specialized transformation, and they are no longer like their original design blueprints during their long service.We must defeat them and ensure the flawless progress of our plan. "

After hearing the overlord's words, the tomb guards couldn't say anything. They could only watch the engineers raise the defensive artillery buried in the tomb.

Black stone turrets tens of meters high rise from the ground. These turrets do not have turrets in the traditional sense. The Gaussian arcs on them are placed in coils for firing.

When they successfully entered the thick atmosphere like meteors, those terrible weapons opened fire, and lightning quickly slapped on the shields of those landing modules, overloading them all at once.No landing pod survived two hits in a row, and by the third hit, the occupants would be dead no matter what.

Seeing the terrifying green lightning hitting upwards one after another, the number of the landing module also dropped rapidly.Yuan Yuan did not feel any surprise when he saw this scene, nor did he feel any distress. As a commander, when these compatriots fell from the sky, he had already regarded the number of casualties as just a number.

Their sacrifices are valuable because their sacrifices will pave the way for the survival of future generations.

"Inform the orbital bombardment to carry out fire strikes on the enemy's defense strongholds, suppress them, and ensure that our landing proceeds!"

Hundreds of warships immediately aimed their artillery at the surface, and plasma flames and large-caliber lasers immediately bombarded everything on the ground.Although those black stone buildings are hard enough, they still cannot withstand the hot plasma and lasers, and will only end up being turned into fragments.

"Dear Overlord, more than 60% of our defenses have been damaged, and the enemy's estimated firepower exceeds 80% of the human computer's operating capabilities!"

Anrakil looked at the cannonballs falling like stars, constantly bombarding his defenses, but his soulless body did not tremble at all.It just turned around and said in a cold tone from the speaker
"Lower the defensive weapons, order the troops to prepare for battle, and have all the Tomb Technicians who join the Human Column Computer transform into Skinners for me!"

After hearing the overlord's words, the tomb technicians who were still working below all trembled. They looked at each other with iron faces, and could not help but reveal a hint of sadness.But they can only exchange their feelings through the green flash in their eyes, because they no longer have the muscles to change their faces at will.After Anrakil watched all the few things left return to the ground, he walked straight down from his throne and moved towards the depths of the tomb.His elite bodyguards loyally escorted him on his way forward.After letting them move forward for several hundred meters, the Overlord reached the center of the entire tomb:

Here, a large number of beetles take care of the people who have not yet awakened. Their awakening requires time and energy. There are at least hundreds of millions of undead who have not yet awakened.There are only tens of thousands of undead people awakening now, but fortunately, they already have most of the navy.

Anrakil looked at the sarcophagi sealed by the position. Due to the passage of time, even they could not prevent some inevitable losses.

It would be nice if tens of billions of people woke up
Anrakil thought this in his heart, and then continued to move forward.This is not the reason why he came here, but he wanted to see how his plan was completed.

The huge freight elevator carried it downwards, and finally arrived at its destination, a huge battleship parking place.However, more than 20 warships have already flown away, and there are only two or three parked warships left here, but these warships are his ultimate trump card.

The tomb technician twisted the mechanical tentacles on his lower body and moved forward, letting the beetles and servants transform the tomb harvesting sword in front of them. They were putting a huge spherical object on it.

The technician chief's one eye saw the overlord heading here from the corner of his eye, and he hurriedly expressed his loyalty on the ground.Anrakil waved his hand and asked coldly

"Ah, my dearest technician, why don't you ask when this great work will be completed?"

The chief technician was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then the same voice without any emotion came from its pronunciation device.

"I'm very sorry, my respected overlord, we have very few materials. Although we have the blueprints, the device is very precious. We lack star debris. We have no way to carry out the next wave of plans. The only thing we can do now is to rush to build two dead machines. Domain battleship, if there is anything left, we really have no way to continue.”

Anrakil snorted dissatisfiedly after hearing this, but still tried to maintain a calm tone and said
"Okay, I will understand your request. I will ask the naval department to find a way to forcibly age the stars in this galaxy through molecular bombs and create star fragments to transform more warships for you. But I hope you know that your time Running out."

"Of course I understand, terrible overlord."

After hearing the words of the strong man in front of him, the tomb technician said respectfully, and then immediately returned to work.

Looking at the 1000-meter-long warship in front of him, Allakir has no doubts that this is the capital for his resurgence, and it is also a sharp weapon for him to regain control of the galaxy!

But his plan is destined to be difficult to achieve because there are too many people staring at this thing.On the other side of the galaxy, on Solemnath, a Necron overlord has gotten wind of the story.Deep within the Eye of Terror, the Warmaster learned what was happening here and his allies were advancing.At the eastern edge of the galaxy, the fleets of the Arkworld are also advancing, and they are bound to compete for this precious technology!

A new melee is about to begin.

(End of this chapter)