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Chapter 159 Neutron Extermination
Above the orbit of Mirafar, the energy-gathering arcs wrapped in chaotic energy continued to light up, burning scorched scars among the orc fleets that were furious like locust swarms, but couldn't find any enemies to attack them.

While the Jealous Lady used tachyon light spears to continuously suppress the orc group occupying Orokkol, the Forbidden Truth and Unfinished Business equipped with concentrated arcs coordinated with each other's output rhythm, and at close range With the assistance of the guiding beacons provided by the fleet, it perfectly utilizes its greatest advantage-range.

With the help of the over-the-horizon range brought by the bow of the ridge peak, which is sufficient to cross the galaxy, the two huge battleships hide themselves under the shady outside the battlefield and travel frequently. The chaotic formation provided a security guarantee for the coming of the Colossus.

After the Greenskin Fleet's position was completely disrupted, two huge battleships with extremely high heat on their sides, surrounded by the majestic Ring of Destruction, came to the sky above Mirafar.

After the colossus was in place, the two battleships, The Truth of Misfortune and Unfinished Business, also entered the close-to-hand naval combat mode. Under the bridge, a large number of carrier-based aircraft controlled by AI poured out of the hangar like a swarm of bees. There were so many, that even a group of "machine clouds" that could be seen with the naked eye when standing on the Mirafar orbital defense turret formed when they were dispatched collectively.

There are tens of thousands of carrier-based aircraft that make up the machine cloud. Under the control of the anti-entropy AI, they maintain the assault formation in an orderly manner, and like bloodthirsty swarms, they pounce on the orc battleship formation that was previously cut to pieces by the concentrated energy arc.

In addition to releasing a large number of carrier-based aircraft, the moment the huge battleship with a body length of 64 kilometers entered the arena, it became the common target of all orc battleships that still had considerable combat power. The waaaagh!!! battle cry, driving their respective spacecraft unorganized towards the side of the battleship densely covered with point defense turrets.

Then, it was submerged in the dense firepower network woven by the guardian point defense and heavy anti-aircraft guns.

The Chapter Master of the Crimson Noble Chapter, "Sarafu", had just escaped from a green-skinned war engine. At this moment, he was standing on the Cambridge of the Sword of Redemption strike cruiser, fighting against the scarred warriors who had just returned from the battle. The brothers witnessed this magnificent space fireworks show in amazement.

They had never seen such a majestic giant ship, even the Queen of Glory-class battleship "Red Tears", which was the flagship of the Primarch and the flagship of the Ninth Legion, looked thin and short compared to such a behemoth.

Looking at the huge gun barrel of the Misunderstood True, which occupies 1/3 of the ship's volume, Chapter Leader Sarraf only felt lucky—this is not an enemy ship.

An unfamiliar signal was connected to the sound array communication channel. It was not an electronic intrusion, but a normal access to a safe frequency band certified by the Ministry of Military Affairs and the Adeptus Mechanicus.

On the track, a colossus hangs high.

The Ring of Destruction rotated slowly, and a young but determined female voice penetrated the helmets of every warrior in the Crimson Upstart and Steel Wandering Groups:

"Under the orders of the star bombers, the Order of Truth will carry out neutron killing on the planet Mirafar in 30 minutes, which will completely clean all organic life on the surface of Mirafar; this operation is only for the death stalkers Warband, please evacuate your ground forces as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary losses."

"Repeat, the cleaning is about to start, the steel wandering spirits and crimson upstart fighters who are still on the planet's ground, please evacuate immediately."

Lystia's voice fell slowly from the helmets of the space fighters, causing Captain Saraph and the combat brothers behind him to look at each other in dismay. They all looked up at the Ring of Destruction hanging above their heads in unison, and their hearts rose inexplicably. Got a sense of absurdity.

"Neutron... kill?"

In space, the melee with the greenskins continued, although the war formation was cut into pieces by the concentrated arcs fired frequently before, giving Colossus's escort fleet the upper hand.But the scale of these orcs is too big after all. Even if the beasts are leaderless, they are still a huge threat.

In the airspace around the Ring of Destruction, the Thunderbolt fleet and the carrier-based aircraft exchanged fierce fire with the orc ships that were trying to jump in the face. From time to time, a few small green leather speedboats would break through the defenses of the guardian point, and collide with the battleships very brutally. The side hull - and smashed itself apart.

The orcs' invincible savage jump gang was smitten on the Unfinished Business, even if they passed through the shield and point defense system with their flesh and directly faced the battleship body, the zero-element armor that locked every neutron by the graviton control technology was not enough. Materials that are physically chiseled through, they are not enough waaagh!!!.

In the increasingly chaotic battle situation, the Iron Wandering Soul and the Crimson Upstarts recalled their respective support teams sent to the ground through teleportation beacons. They also tried to contact the Death Stalkers to evacuate together, but found that the corresponding communication channels were unknown. Why was it blocked.

The imperial defenders on the orbital defense turret were still immersed in joyful emotions. Some people shed tears to praise the mercy of the God Emperor and choked up for the arrival of the miracle ship. Some people felt sincerely grateful that their hometown was finally saved.

In an atmosphere full of gratitude and excitement, the 30-minute countdown came to an end.

The seemingly eternal rotation of the Ring of Destruction paused slightly. The pale light gathered in the center of the ring was dazzling and restrained. With an ear-piercing extinction alarm, the beam of light that washed away everything poured down.

The guns hanging from the dome had already been dropped, and the neutron radiation plume that engulfed everything swept across the entire planet starting from the largest city in Mirafa. Seemingly destructive plumes swept by and collapsed, they were intact.

But in the refuge below the hive, in the hut above the wilderness;

From rodents crammed into tight spaces, to space marines who fail to evacuate in time;
Even every single-celled algae that exists in the water body of this planet, and the dry virus floating in the atmosphere... All life forms are collapsing in their most essential form.

The 944 billion empire population on the industrial world of Mirafar died more than a billion due to starvation, and lost countless lives due to the invasion of orcs... The remaining about 900 billion civilians, along with the death stalkers, were killed by the neutrons that swept across the planet. Killed by Yuliu.

Too many lives were lost in this instant, to the extent that there was a chilling vacancy in the eternally echoing wails of pain in the sea of ​​souls.

A sane carnage like this would not be sanctioned by any form of spiritual entity, nor would it provide emotional energy to any Chaos God.

Many people may think that pouring out anger in this way is too extreme, but in the view of the Order of Truth, this move should be called efficient.

An absurd emotion spread above the orbital defense line that was not affected by the neutron plume. The soldiers of the empire who were grateful for the arrival of the savior a moment ago raised their heads blankly and looked at the giant statue hanging above their heads.

An indescribable feeling of heaviness made their chests feel as if a huge boulder weighed heavily on them, almost suffocating.

"Didn't you... come to save us?"

"I'm under no obligation to save anyone."

On top of the colossus, the mechanical angel calmly issued an order: "The cleaning task is completed, continue to execute the instructions given by the administrator-start cleaning the battlefield."

(End of this chapter)