Eden One.
The Storm Army Group's 17th Defensive Line.
One black bastion after another stood upon the earth, with deep trenches visible everywhere, and giant cannons within them.
In the distance, God-Machine Titans faintly radiating golden light could be seen striding this way.
These high-tier new Imperium weapons were enough to put any soldier at ease.
Yet now the soldiers held their breath, their hearts pounding violently despite themselves, fear taking root and sprouting deep inside.
The elite soldiers of the Storm Army Group were afraid. That was an exceedingly rare thing.
On the bastion terrace.
"O Savior—"
The low-ranking commander, Sergeant Kent of the Storm Army Group, could not help but pray, his voice trembling slightly.
This enemy was far more terrifying than the Necrons of the Total War era, carrying an immense pressure.
The sergeant did not doubt his own courage in the slightest. Back when he was still a worker, he had eagerly signed up for the army.
After that, he had studied on the Storm Army Group's Training Planet No. 13, and upon graduation, he had thrown himself into the Total War against the Necrons—and on the front line, no less.
He had personally killed several sentient Necron warriors, earned Glory merits, and had thus honorably become a commander of the Storm Legion.
When the Savior issued the Supreme Command and selected elite warriors to form the Vanguard army for Warp Colonization, Kent had been among the first to sign up, and had received the Departmento Munitorum's approval.
He had thought he feared no enemy, even if they were Chaos Daemons, the minions of the Dark Gods of the warp.
Yet Kent had still overestimated his own courage, and even more so underestimated the enemy's numbers.
He had never seen a battlefield like this. Under the