Warhammer: I don't want to become a stinky can!

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"This is our last chance. Although we have been separated by the enemy, misunderstood and doubted each other, in the face of the enemy, the only choice left for us is to unite! Although victory is slim, we will still do everything in our power to grasp it!"

Ether shouted loudly.

In the shadows behind the scenes, Yingyang's voice was hoarse.

"But we found it too late."

Hope remains.

Beside the towering Shadow Sun, the Titan Goddess, radiating a soft glow, soothed the nascent warp entity, which felt slightly uneasy, as if some dark and insane being was watching it from some corner it couldn't reach.

"Yes, even so, we can still grasp at the last glimmer of hope."

Shadow Sun felt its mouth go dry as it listened to the distant ethereal mobilization of the army, a scene that would be faithfully broadcast to the troops poised for battle.

Silence, silence. Yingyang seemed to hear the roar of the enemy's massive warship engines in space.

"They are too big."

Subconsciously, Yingyang uttered the words it had been suppressing and preventing itself from saying. These were its innermost thoughts, the heavy weight on its heart.

It swallowed again, feeling the liquid slide down its throat, so viscous and slow.

"But there is always a glimmer of hope. Even if you give up everything, even if you can abandon everything, there will always be a glimmer of hope—as Master Qingxi once said, a jackal can kill a tiger, a rat can harm an elephant; one man can defeat Yu the Great, and three households can destroy Qin. This is the wisdom that allows us to survive and live."

Relax, you're too tense.

"The goddess of Titana said softly, gently placing her hand on Shadow Sun's shoulder. This god is too naive and has never crossed the threshold of truly becoming a "god," so she is merely a quasi-god of her race—has she ever truly understood cruelty? Perhaps."

+We all believe in you, me, Foresight, Amva, all your armies, the Ether, the Earth Clan, the Water Clan, the Air Clan, the Fire Clan, the Alien Clan…Shadow Sun, believe in yourself.+

Thank you for your comfort.

Yingyang, however, spoke again as if considering military strategy.

"Master Qingxi once said that the Sky Education is the foundation for the Titanium Empire's victory. Carefully set traps, and everything can be sacrificed for the final victory."

It repeated the last sentence.

"Everything can be sacrificed."

Shadow Sun looked at itself again. Needless to say, it could feel that the soldiers and civilians, whose hearts and spirits had been exhausted by the terrorist attack, were now encouraged by Ether's inspiring speech—and the goddess Ammonium might have played a part in this as well.

Ether's silken robes, flowing like water, glided through the starlight like fish scales.

"Yes! Life and existence, we will uphold them. This is the essence of our proud standing in the galaxy. To love life and uphold peace—this is what makes us different and what we will always defend! For all this, I am willing to give everything."

If they fail, this will be the final mobilization. The beeping of attacks sounded, and on the outermost edge of the space ring surrounding the planet, reconnaissance ships transmitted back that blurry and dreamlike scene.

Tens of thousands of ships slowly emerged from Mandeville Point, the fleet surrounding the largest ship at the very center. It was massive and silent, like the cold glint of death's scythe.

it has started.

Yingyang felt a jolt in his veins. Inside his helmet, the next space battle in the northwest of the planet suddenly lost its connection with the central control—a key area defended by Foresight.

It felt dizzy again, but still looked at Ammonium's back as if grasping at a last straw—ether always made it feel at ease.

But as if sensing something, Yingyang suddenly looked at the spotlight shining on the ether, where something seemed to have just flashed by.

It was gone in the blink of an eye.

It might be an illusion.

Yingyang thought to itself and encouraged itself again. It glanced at the life detection device on Ether's body. Ammonium was too old, so old that it was about to die, so it had always worn the life detection device. Yingyang had simply changed the destination of Ether's life information transmission to the underground bomb depot.

Yingyang read it softly.

"For the Greater Good."

"For the Greater Good!"

Amidst the dazzling white light, under the gaze of billions of Tau, atop the surging Tau horde, Etheramwa raised its hands. Its aged face reflected a sun-like radiance. In its final moments, it saw the disheveled monster crouching directly in front of it, half-squatting on the spotlight.

The monster was tilting its head, its two eyes as large and eerie as light bulbs in the cold night.

Everything was just as Yingyang had said.

Ammonium smiled. It didn't understand how the enemy had broken through the base's heavy defenses and observation to reach them. It didn't understand why such a terrifying and absurd thing existed in this world. There were too many things this old ether didn't understand, but this was what Shadow Sun said—and it was willing to believe Shadow Sun.

They are also willing to sacrifice.

Ether then smiled and waved again.

"For the sake of attaining the highest good!!!"

In the brief moment of stillness, Ether's face spun into the air along with the blood, its smile, which had not yet risen, still so sincere. It fell, before it could embrace and kiss the empire that had given it birth, when the earth-shattering explosions reached the ground before it could.

【Oh shit?!!!!!】

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"For the sake of attaining the highest good!!!"

"Foresight!" roared. It was wearing the XV104, a bright red mech the size and height of an Imperial Knight, which moved like lightning through a hail of bullets.

It ran, it fired, its heavy rapid-fire pulse cannons spewing out raging flames with the aid of intelligence, its hoof-like feet powerfully kicking open the deck with each strike, leaving deep dents in the concrete and steel.

The Dark Armored Space Marine emerged from the shadows, unleashing a barrage of bombs upon its armor, but to no avail. It seemed to be charging through a storm of crimson flames, the electromagnetic defenses woven by the Nova Shield making it resemble a thunderclap. Thunder and raging flames collided, and what shone in the scattering was nothing but the will to fight!

It felt a fervor for battle—only death could prove its resolve!

This isn't just one Titanium fighting here! This space station, orbiting the entire planet, is the first line of defense protecting this planet.

Countless Tau people, awakened by foresight, are fighting a bloody battle. They are either the Qi clan, the Huo clan, or even the Shui clan who have never touched a gun before!

Foresight knew, it knew very well, that in Shadowsun's plan, the space ring was destined to be abandoned, but even so, they would try their best to wear down as many enemy troops as possible there, relieving the burden on the ground forces.

Every titanium vessel stationed on the space station knows that its ultimate fate is death!

Even if they are unwilling to pledge allegiance to Shadow Sun, they are willing to charge forward under the banner raised by Vision.

It left in silence, simply to create a sanctuary that would accept these titanium particles.

Foresight runs, runs, the crystallization of the Earth Clan's wisdom is carrying it away from the gravitational environment created by the space station. It leaps over the corpses of the Tau people, leaps over the corpses of the enemy. Often, dozens of fallen Tau people gather around an enemy soldier. Only in front of nodes where long-range fire support is deployed does death and victory seem to be within reach.

It brings death to its enemies like a raging crimson lightning bolt. Every move is so familiar, as if it were ingrained in its blood and its not-so-bright soul. It is the martial arts prodigy forged by the countless trials and tribulations of the Tau race.

As we passed through the long corridor made of a huge transparent material, in the deep galaxy, the bright tail flames of enemy ships streaked across their bright red mechs, and human assault ships fell from the pale behemoth like an endless rainstorm, each drop bringing with it the clang of clashing swords.

It was so painful; in this torrential rain, they were so small and lost.

It is so passionate, and the sacrifices made on such battlefields are the most radiant. They will die for the empire, for the highest good!

It was precisely because of their steadfast defenses that the enemy was unable to breach the space station's defenses and launch an attack on the ground immediately—even though communication between the ground and the space station had long been severed.

This was also what Yingyang had predicted: the enemy spies deployed inside the city would not only spread fear, but they would also try to cut off ground-to-air communication to create chaos.

But to the enemy's disappointment, they continued to hold their ground!

The projection on the helmet showed the three-dimensional structure of the entire space station. The enormous numbers were being consumed at an alarming rate, and countless nodes dimmed, signifying complete collapse.

When that number drops to a certain level, the countdown begins.

Vision, however, kept running, running, and it could feel the darkness drawing ever closer.

It is running towards the darkest and deepest region, seeking nothing else but to see that legendary existence.

It felt the somber, oppressive darkness also looking at it, that pure, unadulterated melancholy and pitch blackness, where the Lord of Ravens stood—standing among his offspring.

It was that being... it was that being that rendered all of the Tau people's original methods of scouting the Dark Raven Guards ineffective!

In that instant of gazing upon that being, Foresight believed that for a moment his blood had indeed stopped flowing—this Tau man could hardly describe what he had seen, what kind of blasphemy could create such a complete monster.

That single glance was enough for Yuanjian to realize he was utterly powerless to fight back. The entire essence of the Tu clan's wisdom, which enveloped its entire body, became absurd and laughable at that moment. It was an existence that was impossible to overcome. Could there really be such terrifying individual combat power in the world?!

The human empire, not only in terms of size but also in terms of individual combat power, instantly transformed into an insurmountable mountain in the visionary's mind.

In the final moments of life, foresight could no longer ponder much; before finally facing sacrifice and death, it could only reveal a bitter smile.

Next, Shadow Sun... will you win?

But no matter what—it will lend Yingyang a final helping hand!

At least they existed! They struggled! They never bowed their heads! They never knelt before evil!

This is their last vestige of dignity!

A countdown before self-destruction echoed from within the mech, accompanied by the final roar of the entire space station surrounding the planet. Filled with resolute determination and rage, they knew it was futile yet still went ahead! A bright red lightning bolt cleaved through the darkness, piercing towards the monster!

Boom—boom boom boom!!!

The space ring that slowly rotated around the entire planet began to fall. Long buildings stretching for tens of thousands of miles were dismantled one by one by the explosions in the area. Those curved and smooth, aesthetically pleasing corridors were pushed away by the aftershocks of the explosions, like paper boats that children push with their bare hands on calm water, only to be submerged by the raging waves in the next moment.

Explosions continued unabated, and countless bright red Tau mechs were ejected from the gaps in the space station by the air pressure, like tiny fish swimming in the ocean. But this ocean was too unpredictable, little fish, where can you swim to?

Little fish, little fish, swim, swim out, swim towards the stars and the sea—every intelligent race has looked up at the stars at some point, every race has longed to touch the stars, but the sea is too cruel, the sea is too merciless, and who can ultimately withstand the raging waves?

Only the winners are as cruel as this sea.

This is the truth.

Vision rushed out and transformed into a dazzling white light.

Boom!

The space station completely disintegrated, and the shield enveloping the planet vanished after a flash, but the Fourth Horseman, representing death, had already sounded the charge.

Charge, charge, charge!

Death spread his skeletal hand across the star map, and beneath his five fingers, countless landing ships ignited in flames due to atmospheric friction. In one hour and five minutes, the space station protecting the planet was breached, and the plan proceeded smoothly.

It wasn't exactly slow, but it wasn't particularly fast either; it was just average.

How are things on your end?

"Motalian asked calmly," Corax's calm, slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the channel, amidst the hum of engines.

The retreat went smoothly. Next, we will go to the ground to support the Midnight Lord.

Perhaps Corax never identified the most combative one among the countless combat armors, or perhaps he did, but in any case, the Primarch did not take the Foresight's final charge to heart. The difference in combat power between individuals was too great. Not to mention the Foresight, it was the several ingeniously arranged fire support points in the space station that had previously given the Primarch a headache.

This doesn't mean anything. The races that Corax wiped out are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges. Each race may represent something, but in the end, all victory will belong to the Empire.

Mortarian nodded, looking at the missile silos that the Night Lords had marked in advance. 68% of the bases had not launched interceptor missiles normally—the Night Lords were also in action, and given their size, this number proved that Conrad had done a good job.

That's right, we can't get in touch with Conrad Coates for the time being.

Death blinked, stretched out his hand as if calculating something, and finally, Mortarian believed that everything was under control.

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[What the hell?! What the hell?!]

Amidst the devastation, the Primarch's shouts were deafening, but his roar was once again drowned out by the roar of the explosion, which lasted for at least five minutes. Then, from beneath a massive concrete slab, a filthy, sharp claw emerged.

Conrad pulled himself out of the rubble in a disheveled state. He was relieved that he was alone on this mission, otherwise he would not have been able to protect his children. The Primarch staggered to his feet amidst the smoke and fire, blood seeping from his abdominal armor.

Are these titanium companies crazy?

Conrad thought to himself, "The greatest leader, Aether; the Fire Clan leader, Shadowsun; and the goddess Tiva—were they just going to use all three of them as bait?"

The Primarch, wounded by the oversaturation bombardment, tried to leave, but the next moment, the warp fluctuated, and Conrad raised an eyebrow, seeing that damned Titania appear out of thin air.

Meanwhile, at a combat base further away, Yingyang, who had survived thanks to his combat suit, was coughing up blood and forced himself to stand at the command table.

"Come on... come on... come on!"

Yingyang coughed, his gaze resolute, as if piercing through the stars, and met the eyes of Mortarian, who stood calmly overlooking the battlefield from the command table on the other side.

"In the name of the highest good! This time we will sacrifice everything!"

Yay, it's gone!

Chapter 765 Who's Here?

"The attack has begun."

Aether felt a dry mouth and throat. The gray-blue-skinned alien looked at the star map. At the largest node of the second line of defense, the gold symbolizing the human empire almost covered the sky.

"It's time to leave."

The other Aether behind the first Aether received the message. In fact, the Aethers hiding in the core area were not completely idle—the fact that the alien races allied with them had not yet broken ties with the Tau race was also thanks to the Aethers.

The foolish allies were persuaded to go to the front lines, while the cunning allies followed the Ethers in their retreat.

Ether hurriedly left the command room. Inside, only the central system was still directing the operation according to the previous instructions. As they walked through the sunlit corridor, a tall Krut man saluted the two Ethers who were passing by.