Communication Request from the Planetary Governor

"For the Emperor, for honor."

Qin Yun roared as he swung his blade.

The arc-entwined blade swept horizontally, slicing three Plague Zombies in half at the waist.

Bang! Bang!

The muzzle of the Bolter in his hand flashed continuously with gunfire.

The enemies exploded on impact, turning into heaps of shredded meat scattered across the ground.

Three Heavy Cavalry Servitors that had been beside Hina followed behind Qin Yun, pouring fire into the tide of corpses.

They possessed heavy tracked chassis and oversized firepower.

Their muscular, knotted arms were equipped with large-caliber multi-barrel bolters.

Accompanied by the rotation of the barrels, the roaring sound was incessant.

The surging tide of corpses instantly turned into a ground covered in minced meat and severed limbs.

They were also equipped with high-speed rotating circular saws or Chainswords.

Any Plague Zombie that got close was easily torn to shreds.

These Heavy Cavalry Servitors, converted from heinous criminals, were nothing short of pure weapons of war.

The Cultists' Lasguns or automatic rifles could only leave a scorch mark or a small crater on their heavy armor.

Relying on their massive size and ferocious firepower, they easily crushed a bloody path through the tide of corpses.

The tracks rolled over the remains, mixing rotting flesh and broken bones into a crimson sludge.

"Charge! If you run too slow, there won't be any Contribution Points left."

"Don't let a single one get away."

"Heavy weapons team, keep up."

"Fire in the hole!"

The players followed behind Qin Yun and the Heavy Cavalry Servitors, finishing off the stragglers.

They were all howling, terrified of being left behind.

After all, just participating in the battle granted 5,000 Contribution Points and rescue rewards, plus additional bonuses for killing enemies.

After a single major battle, one could easily earn seven or eight thousand.

If things went well, earning twenty or thirty thousand wasn't impossible.

Isn't this much more satisfying than "Cyber City" or "Lao Liu Battlefield"?

A low, guttural roar echoed.

A Nurgle Blessed appeared before Qin Yun.

Its body was bloated and massive, covered in pustules.

Flies crawled in and out of its rotting wounds.

Its swollen hand gripped a Bone Scepter covered in slime.

"Minion of the Corpse Emperor."

Its voice had a nauseating, sticky quality.

"Crawl back to your master."

As soon as Qin Yun finished speaking, he activated the skill "Emperor's Light".

Golden radiance erupted suddenly, causing the Nurgle Blessed to shriek and stumble backward.

Following this, Qin Yun stowed his Bolter and Power Sword, drawing the Blade of Divine Judgment with a backhand motion.

Dazzling arcs of electricity spread across the blade as the power field was activated.

He swung the longsword with heavy, powerful force.

The Nurgle Blessed attempted to block, but the Bone Scepter in its hand was severed instantly.

The power greatsword struck the Nurgle Blessed's shoulder, slicing through rotting flesh and causing it to ignite, emitting a foul, charred stench.

The Nurgle Blessed let out a shrill scream.

Qin Yun released the skill "Emperor's Light" once more.

Under the illumination of the intense golden light, the enemy's flesh melted, and its eyeballs turned into pus that flowed out of its sockets.

Finally, Qin Yun used the Blade of Divine Judgment to pierce through the Nurgle Blessed's body, turning it into a roaring torch until it was reduced to ashes.

[Congratulations, you have gained experience.

Level LV8 -> LV9

Learned skill: Aether Shard (Can condense energy from the Warp into ice-like shards to fire at targets)

Learned skill: Psyker Flame Burst (Can condense power from the Warp to explode into flames)]

Learned skill: Shield of Faith (When suffering attacks from daemons or Warp damage, a shield will manifest to block the damage).

Skill: One-handed Sword (Proficient) upgraded to One-handed Sword (Mastery).

Skill: Two-handed Sword (Novice) upgraded to Two-handed Sword (Proficient).

]

A light screen appeared, but before Qin Yun could check it, he saw two Chimera transports and a group of Imperial soldiers rushing out from the B-14Y sector.

Gunfire erupted instantly, and the enemies along the way fell one after another.

Without the Nurgle Blessed to lead them, the Plague Zombies had become a disorganized rabble.

They were no match for the Imperial soldiers and the players.

Seeing that the situation was lost, the Cultists scattered and fled in all directions.

Aing looked excited as he led several soldiers across the battlefield, which was littered with severed limbs and broken bodies.

He arrived before Qin Yun and performed the Aquila Salute respectfully.

"Thank you for your assistance, Guide. I am the commander of the Automata 101st Regiment, Captain Aing, and I am now under your command."

"Give thanks to the God-Emperor; it is He who guides us." Qin Yun put away his weapon and returned the salute.

"Shall we continue to pursue those traitors? Please give the order, and we will firmly execute your commands," Aing asked.

Qin Yun glanced at the soldiers behind Aing and shook his head.

"Your soldiers are exhausted, Captain Aing. Let them withdraw to the safe Y-107H sector to rest first."

"Understood." After saluting, Aing turned to organize the civilians for evacuation to the Y-107H sector.

Qin Yun then led the players and the tireless War Machine to pursue the fleeing Cultists.

He took the opportunity to clear out the Plague Zombies along the way and reclaimed the docks and the port.

In the port area of Lycade Station.

"Please, I know I was wrong."

"Forgive our sins."

Seven or eight Cultists were trembling on their knees, begging for forgiveness and mercy.

Qin Yun and his group had slaughtered the Cultists and Plague Zombies in the port area.

Facing their onslaught, the few surviving Cultists were so terrified they knelt to beg for their lives.

"You don't know you were wrong; you just know you are about to die."

Qin Yun shook his head and raised his Bolter, aiming it at the head of one of the Cultists.

"The Empire never offers forgiveness to traitors."

"If there is a next life, remember: even dying twice is better than betraying the God-Emperor."

Bang.

With a single gunshot, the Cultist's head exploded on impact.

The players behind him also raised their guns, shooting down the remaining pleading Cultists.

"Check the port area and see if there are any enemies hiding."

"I don't want the Imperial Glory to be blown to pieces by some turret the moment it enters the port."

After giving the players the task of clearing the battlefield, Qin Yun headed to the port's control center.

He prepared to signal the Imperial Glory to enter the port.

Just then, a Servo-skull flew in front of him, emitting the voice of Priest Hina.

"Guide, communication with the surface has been established. Planetary Governor Von Valancius wishes to speak with you."

"The Planetary Governor wants to talk to me?"

Qin Yun pondered for a moment and nodded, "Priest Hina, put the communication through."

The Servo-skull buzzed as it flew before Qin Yun.

Its eyes projected pulse beams, sketching a holographic communication projection out of thin air.

A man dressed in fine robes appeared in the projection.

He performed the Aquila Salute respectfully toward Qin Yun.

"Greetings, honorable Guide, spokesperson of the God-Emperor."

"I have already heard of your deeds. Praise the God-Emperor for sending you to save us lost lambs at this critical hour."

"We are in desperate need of aid. The outskirts of Tyreen Hive City have fallen, and my soldiers have been forced to retreat from the lower streets and factories."

"More and more people in the city are infected with the plague. The medical technicians are helpless, and only the prayers of the Ecclesiarchy Priests can ease their pain for a moment."

"If there is no support, Tyreen Hive City will not hold for long. The Emperor's Light will completely vanish from Planet Automata, and the survivors will only be left to wait for death in despair."

Qin Yun stared intently at the Planetary Governor in the projection and shook his head: "I am sorry, the Imperial Glory encountered some accidents and is currently short-handed, making it difficult to provide you with substantial help."

Von Valancius pleaded urgently upon hearing this.

"Priest Hina has already told me about you. As the God-Emperor's God Chosen, you should not be so cruel as to refuse His children."

"Furthermore, as long as you can assist us in resolving this crisis, the Valancius Family will swear eternal loyalty to you."

PS: Why does this God-Emperor have four arms??