"Your Majesty, Colony World No. 9 has fallen. The War Angels failed to protect it. We have failed you!"
Chapter Master Pulu of the War Angels walked with heavy steps, his heart filled with guilt to the extreme.
He dropped to his knees with a thud, begging The Savior for punishment. The defeat in this battle left these Gene-Scions with no face to show.
Ron drew in a deep breath, his expression turning rather ugly on the spot.
He had only just sighed that the advantage was his, and bad news had immediately arrived. That was not a good omen.
He lowered his gaze.
The heavy armor on Pulu's body was in pieces, its defensive field completely gone, and it was covered in terrifying claw marks.
It was clear what a powerful enemy this Chapter Master had encountered.
"The Chaos Dark Gods will never stop trying to destroy us. The destructive power of Their new armies is becoming more and more astonishing.
Ron said nothing. Instead, he flipped through the battle report sent by the Departmento Munitorum, which contained a more detailed account of the war.
Not long ago, Colony World No. 9, located on the outer edge of humanity's colonial region, had come under a fierce assault by the Chaos Beastmen legions.
The Chaos Beastmen were enormous in number and fully armed. They even braved the bombardment of Hell Weapons and broke through several defensive lines in succession.
In the end, the Departmento Munitorum judged that Colony World No. 9 no longer had any value worth defending, so it announced the evacuation of personnel and troops and abandoned the colony.
This was also the first time the Empire had suffered such a severe setback since beginning Warp Colonization!
"Get up. This was not the fault of the War Angels.