"What went wrong?"
Daniel's fingers tapped rhythmically on the control panel.
His enemies were originally only the traitors led by the Colin Family.
It could be said that the situation was excellent.
He only needed to wipe out these traitors to restore the Calixis Sector to its former peace.
Then, riding on the momentum of a great victory, he would reform the entire sector.
At that time, he would rapidly advance technology, operate mass production, produce warships, and crush the entire galaxy.
But now, Tyranids, Necrons, and Orks had suddenly appeared.
This was turning the Calixis Sector into a chaotic battlefield!
"Saint."
The voice of the Eldar Farseer, Cassarius, rang out.
"Farseer." Daniel bowed slightly in welcome.
"Not long ago, the great farseers of the Ulthwe Council contacted me again and revealed some hidden truths to me."
As soon as Cassarius arrived, he gave Daniel a bombshell.
"The great farseer of the Ulthwe Council? What did they say?" Daniel asked.
The Ulthwe Council was composed of the most powerful farseers of the Ulthwe Ark World.
They held many secrets and knowledge of the former Eldar Empire.
Eldrad Ulthran was also a member of the Ulthwe Council.
When the Death Guard first rose, the Ulthwe Council once questioned Eldrad Ulthran's motives for resurrecting the Death Guard and even attempted to put him on trial.
It wasn't until they witnessed the power of the Death Guard's incarnation with their own eyes that they made a complete 180-degree turn and chose to support Eldrad Ulthran.
"The arrival of the Necrons, Orks, and Tyranids is not a coincidence; someone has pulled the strings of fate."
Cassarius spoke everything he knew.
"Whether it's the Tyranids or the Orks, someone deliberately lured them here to plunge the Calixis Sector into chaos."
"Tzeentch?" Daniel subconsciously thought of that blue-feathered bird.
Only that mischievous Chaos God and his minions could cause such a mess.
Khorne has always been straightforward, telling everyone "Smash you" when he sees them.
He doesn't engage in schemes or tricks against anyone except the Emperor.
His main focus is fairness.
Nurgle usually spreads plagues, advocating for the equality of life.
Just like what was done in the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar.
He doesn't engage in convoluted schemes or use others to kill.
Of course, except for the Emperor.
As for Slaanesh, there's no need to mention him; he's a pleasure-seeking hermaphrodite.
Aside from plotting against the Emperor, he generally doesn't use his brain either.
"It is the Changer of Ways, or more precisely, the Changer of Ways' minion—Fateweaver Kairos."
Cassarius explained:
"He pulled the strings of fate, intending to plunge the entire Calixis Sector into an unprecedented chaos."
"I should have thought of it earlier." Daniel paced back and forth, a thoughtful expression on his face, "What in this universe can escape the manipulation of those four?"
After pacing for a few rounds, Daniel stopped.
He walked to the control panel and opened the projection interface.
With a massive mechanical hum, the tactical projection suspended in the air displayed the star map of the Calixis Sector and the various factions.
The Calixis Sector was divided into eight sub-sectors:
The sector was comprised of the Golgotha Wastes, the Drusus Marches, the Adrantis Sub-sector, the Malfian Sub-sector, the Hazeroth Abyss, the Josian Reach, the Markayn Marches, and the Periphery.
Within the Drusus Marches lay the Great Maw—a precarious warp-passage that served as the sole gateway for the bold merchants and Rogue Traders seeking the untapped riches of the Koronus Expanse.
Famous ports like Wandering Port and Drusus Prime Station were all located in this area, developing around the Great Maw Passage.
The Orks fleet discovered by the Emperor Hammers had entered the Calixis Sector through the Great Maw Passage.
The Necrons, on the other hand, appeared in the Markayn Marches.
The current intelligence indicated that several Human worlds had already been conquered by them.
Most of the Humans in those fallen worlds were killed, while a small portion were captured and enslaved.
Based on the Necrons' direction and speed of advance.
Within three days, the Solomon Hive World, controlled by the rebels, would also fall into the hands of the Necrons.
News regarding the Tyranid Hive Fleet was submitted by the Inquisition.
They had always been vigilant against the Tyranids, and even with the Colin Family's rebellion, they strove to maintain the Inquisition's operations.
Their agents observed an unknown Hive Fleet tendril.
Which had already entered the Calixis Sector from the edge of the Hazeroth Sub-Sector.
Currently, more than a dozen planets had been gnawed into barren rock spheres.
Giving the impression that the entire Calixis Sector was about to be devoured.
What made Daniel even more headache-inducing was that the force invading the Calixis Sector was a brand new Hive Fleet tendril.
This meant that the Imperium's Second Tyrannic War hadn't even ended, and the Fourth Tyrannic War had already begun.
The First Tyrannic War, involving Hive Fleet Behemoth, was the first conflict between Humanity and the Tyranids, erupting in 751.M41.
The Second Tyrannic War, involving Hive Fleet Kraken, erupted in 41.
The Defense of Macragge, the destruction of the Imperial Scythe, and other events all occurred during this campaign.
The Third Tyrannic War, involving Hive Fleet Leviathan, erupted in 997.M41.
To prevent the Hive Fleet from threatening Holy Terra, the Inquisition issued Exterminatus orders on planets along its path, artificially creating void isolation zones.
And even lured the Tyranids and Orks to exhaust each other.
Despite this, Hive Fleet Leviathan had still not been defeated.
The Blood Angels Chapter in the Baal System was gathering its successor chapters to fight them to the death, intending to defend their homeworld.
The Emperor kept urging Daniel to go and provide support, fearing that if he arrived too late, his ninth son's entire foundation would be gone.
At this time, if a completely new Tyranid fleet appeared, it would signify the outbreak of the Fourth Tyrannic War.
The First Tyrannic War to the Second Tyrannic War was separated by over two hundred and thirty years.
The Second Tyrannic War to the Third Tyrannic War was only separated by five years.
The Third Tyrannic War hadn't even ended, and the fourth wave was already here.
This indicated that the main Tyranid fleet was getting closer and closer to the galaxy.
The fifth and sixth waves would arrive soon.
It's endless; this war simply cannot be finished.
"Even the Tyranids I spawned in Stellaris didn't come as fast as these Tyranids!"
Daniel got a headache just thinking about the main Tyranid swarm outside the galaxy riding horses on their way.
Internal and external troubles, the Empire was definitely going to collapse soon!
Daniel shook his head, clearing his mind of the jumbled thoughts, and began to analyze the intelligence and information he currently possessed.
"Fateweaver Kairos wants to turn the entire sector into a battlefield."
"He definitely wants my reform plan, which I'm wholeheartedly pushing, to die out, or even force me to waste more energy cleaning up the mess."
"We must not follow his lead; we must break his scheme and firmly hold the initiative of the Calixis Sector in our hands."
"What do you plan to do?" Cassarius asked.
Daniel reached out and operated on the projection.
The star map was enlarged, and he immediately pinpointed the Malz Hive World, illuminating it.
The Malz Hive World was the main population center and manufacturing hub of the Malz Sector.
In the past, it was the second-largest Hive City economy in the Calixis Sector, after the Sintilla Hive World.
It was also the main base of the Colin Family and the location of many of their allies.
Known for its intrigue and internal strife, it had long been nicknamed 'Little Gomorrah.'
"A filthy place."
Inquisitor Kaidin, standing beside Daniel, showed a look of disgust.
It was clear he disliked this Hive City world.
"The Colin Family has caused trouble for long enough; it's time to end this farce."
Daniel looked at the Malz Hive World, his voice cold, carrying a hint of killing intent.
The main rebel forces were gathered here.
They had constructed a vast number of void fortresses and weapon platforms, intending to halt the Imperial advance.
"Are you planning to fight the rebels first? What about the threat from the Orks and Necrons?" Xia asked.
"We cannot fight all enemies simultaneously."
Daniel looked at the star map, his tone calm.
War was often so helpless; he had to sacrifice a small number of people for long-term interests.
"Fateweaver Kairos wants the Calixis Sector to become a chaotic battlefield, thereby giving the Gods more leverage to interfere with Holy Terra."
"We must first sever his hold in Holy Terra, disrupt his subsequent plans, and then gather our forces to deal with the Orks and Necrons."
Daniel looked at Xia, Captain Losa, and others, issuing his orders.
"Assemble all warships and immediately proceed to the Malz System, strive to annihilate the rebels in the Malz System before the xenos threat completely spirals out of control, achieving victory in one swift stroke."
"There is only one requirement for this campaign: speed, destroy the enemy's schemes with a lightning-fast offensive."
"I shall name this campaign 'Lightning.'"
… … … …
At Wandering Port, Darren was commanding the fleet to engage the invading Orks fleet.
The number of Orks fleets was incredibly exaggerated.
Hundreds and thousands of them, filling the void.
They were of various shapes and sizes, far exceeding the Imperial fleet in scale.
"How in the world does this thing even fly?"
Darren, standing on the bridge, looked through his visual enhancement bionic eyes at the Orks warship, spewing thick black smoke and swaying from maneuvers, his face filled with shock.
This thing looked like a derelict ship; how could it still navigate the void?
"Don't ask, If you ask, it's the mighty power of WAAAGH!" A Player next to him, Pal (Pal's life is precious), quipped.
"I think the Orks must have used high-quality washed coal; look how smooth the smoke is."
"I think washed coal isn't enough; you need selected coal."
"..."
Another player, Resolution, ignored his joking companions and began to explain to Darren.
"Orks have a special force field—WAAAGH, This force field allows their machinery to operate by disregarding some basic principles."
"..."
After understanding the characteristics of Orks, Darren nodded.
"So that's how it is, Thank you for telling me this."
"Honestly, you should really brush up on your warhammer common knowledge." Resolution said.
"It's one thing not to recognize a Eldar Empire warship, but not knowing about the Orks' WAAAGH force field? How can you be a good Captain?"
"Anyone who pays even a little attention to the two-dimensional world knows something about these Orks."
"When I have time, I'll make sure to catch up." Darren said, looking earnestly receptive.
Then, he turned to other parts of the bridge and gave orders to the officers.
"The time has come for the Imperium and its people to test Atomal, Prepare to face the enemy."
"At all costs, block the enemy and buy time for the people to evacuate."
"Are you really a ship captain?" Resolution stroked his chin, looking at Darren, "Why does your tone sound so official?!"
"I've watched too many TV shows; it's an unconscious habit."
Darren casually found an excuse to gloss over it.
Then he continued to direct the battle.
no longer paying attention to Resolution, who was curious about his identity.
The Imperium and Ork fleets quickly erupted into fierce combat in the vast void.
Both sides fired indiscriminately at each other.
Warships bit tightly into one another.
The space was filled with laser lines.
the parabolas of torpedoes, and numerous debris left by explosions.
The Orks' tactics were simple and brutal.
Their bloated warships charged forward, directly enduring the Imperium's artillery fire.
When close enough, the Ork Boyz would light their crude jetpacks and launch boarding actions.
The void battle turned into a chaotic mess.
Both sides had boarding parties on each other's warships, locked in a desperate struggle.
"..."
Inside a massive Ork warship.
The Ork Boyz were working busily.
They loaded huge shells into the macro cannons.
And then, with a boom, fired them at the Imperium's warships.
Hitting the target was something for the Big Meks to worry about; they just aimed and fired.
When any Imperium warship got close enough, the waiting Boarding Boyz would roar and ignite their red-painted jetpacks.
Of course, their boarding methods weren't limited to jetpacks.
They would also stuff Grots or Boyz into big cannons and blast them over.
Boom!
One cannon malfunctioned; the Boarding Boy that was stuffed inside didn't fly out but was instead blown to smithereens.
After having a Grot clean up the fragments, the Ork Boss yelled again.
"Next one."
A gleeful Boarding Boy ran out and jumped into the cannon barrel.
completely unconcerned that a poor fellow had just been blown to bits.
With a bang, the Boarding Boy was launched.
flying like a cannonball towards the Imperium warship.
The Boarding Boyz arced gracefully through the void, then crashed violently into the Imperium warship.
When they groggily got up, they raised their Sluggas and began to spray fire.
Missing didn't matter; the most important thing was to start shooting.
The Players and Astartes left behind to defend the warship set up defensive lines to stop the Orks' advance.
Under their fierce firepower, many Ork Boyz were torn apart.
But the other Ork Boyz became even more excited.
No idiot would refuse such a perfectly timed WAAAGH.
Meanwhile, on the bridge, the Big Mek was trying hard to command the battle, but with little effect.
The Ork Captains wouldn't obediently listen to him; they just wanted to WAAAGH, WAAAGH, and charge forward.
"Get out of the way, all of you, get out of the way."
The roaring Lion's Tooth pushed away all the Boyz blocking his path and walked up to the Big Mek.
"We gotta go here."
"It's the biggest, so it's definitely the most WAAAGH."
Lion's Tooth extended a thick finger, pointing to the Wandering Port on the screen.
"Boss is right, this one's the biggest, so it's definitely the most WAAAGH."
The Grot following Lion's Tooth cackled and yelled.
Lion's Tooth picked up the little Grot and then, like kicking a ball, kicked it away.
The Grot hit the patched metal wall with a thud, letting out a painful and comical scream.
"Boss, we're going right now."
The Big Mek looked at the massive Wandering Port and also drooled.
If such a big thing had a few thrusters, it would definitely be very WAAAGH.
And if the thrusters were painted red, who knows how fast it could go!!
"WAAAGH!" Lion's Tooth roared, "Boyz, the Boss is taking you to loot those Humans, and find a fight while we're at it."
"WAAAGH!"
"WAAAGH!"
"Fight, loot Humans."
"And beat up Human cans."
The Shoota Boyz and Nobz behind Lion's Tooth also shouted.
"..."
The Wandering Port's defensive cannons fired at full power.
The dense artillery fire weaving a net of death, destroying many Ork warships.
But such death couldn't scare the Orks.
They launched more landing craft at the Wandering Port.
while also having the Mek Boyz directly ram their big, powerful warships into it.
This suicidal attack successfully crippled the Wandering Port's defensive system.
The Orks were able to successfully board the Wandering Port.
"WAAAGH!"
"WAAAGH!"
They roared excitedly, rushing in groups into every street, every hall, looking for opponents and loot that would make them WAAAGH.
Warmaster was responsible for leading people to stay at the port, buying time for the people and other friendly forces to evacuate.
When the Ork tide surged into the port, he ordered to open fire.
Dense bolter rounds and Rogal Dorn beams wove a net of death, killing swathes of Orks.
But the Orks were fearless.
They also fired back at the Imperium's lines.
The Orks' accuracy was low, but their numbers were simply too great.
The bullets they fired were like rain, overwhelming and countless.
The Imperium's casualties were not to be underestimated either.
After a fierce battle, the Orks, enduring huge sacrifices, charged to the Imperium's front line.
The Imperium defenders were forced into close combat with the Orks.
The Orks constantly rushed forward, sharp teeth exposed, saliva flying from their roaring lips.
Warmaster wielded a two-handed greatsword, fighting in the Ork tide.
His blade pierced one head and chopped off another Ork's leg.
Clang!
A war axe swung down but was blocked by Warmaster.
Then, with a backhand swing, he cut down the massive Ork.
Warmaster's killing skills became increasingly refined, slaughtering Orks like cutting grass.
But the enemy's numbers were endless; one wave after another, seemingly infinite.
The Players showed no fear; instead, they were excited.
shouting and yelling, fighting desperately, refusing to retreat.
which made the Orks suspect that these guys were Boyz in Human skin.
Otherwise, how could they seem more excited and more WAAAGH than them?
In the fierce battle, Players fell one by one in the Ork tide.
In the end, only Warmaster was left on the front line.
He roared and fought continuously.
and the rushing Orks fell one after another, becoming broken limbs on the ground.
"This Human can is for me!!"
The massive Lion's Tooth could hold a Human can's head with one hand.
He carried a fallen Player like a toy, pushing aside the Ork Boyz, and walked towards Warmaster, who was fighting in a bloodbath.
He showed interest when he saw Warmaster kill so many Ork Boyz by himself.
This must be a very WAAAGH guy.
When the Boss spoke, the Ork Boyz retreated, leaving an empty space.
Warmaster watched the massive Lion's Tooth walk into the open, gripping his longsword tightly.
This Ork Boss's body was even larger than the Guide's.
Nearly four meters tall, wearing heavy armor, exuding an oppressive presence.
"I'll be your opponent."
Warmaster removed his helmet, revealing a resolute face, and pointed his sword at the opponent.
"You wish to give me your head? I couldn't ask for more."