The Mighty Gloriana-class Battleship
The Necromunda Galaxy.
Numerous Voidship leaped out like slender black sharks, followed by swarms of smaller ships—frigates, pioneer scouts, fleet liaison ships, and Gunship— around several capital warships.
The Shadow of the Throne reigns supreme in the center, with destroyers, repair ships, liaison ships, and space shuttles rapidly dispersing, moving about in its shadow and on its magnificent hull like the floaters around a giant whale.
The Fourth Legion's escort ships, painted with an almost invisible legion emblem on one side and a skull on the other, were the first to set out, their Machine Spirit eager to be the first to hunt, followed by the legion's main warships.
Groups of black warships dispersed, forming an assault formation, their firepower covering all directions.
Shadow of the Throne, bridge.
Captain Diana Pauline, authorized to command the space battle in Necromunda, looked at Nimrod.
"Primarch, ready."
"Attack."
Diana's gaze returned to the workbench; all the screens were filled with signals.
"Move it, Chief Gunnery Officer."
The captain's voice was strong, her eyes fixed on the screen directly in front of her, watching the first attack of the Gloriana-class Battleship.
The officer, whose head was more than half-transformed into a brass color, suddenly pulled a lever, then spun his chair to look ahead.
The Shadow of the Throne fired simultaneously, the dazzling flashes piercing the flame-spitting engine of the enemy ship that it had locked onto.
The target exploded with a Second Company roar, and a chain reaction followed, tearing it to pieces.
The explosion quickly spread to the fuel tanks, and the enemy ship was lifted up by the blast and tumbled uncontrollably in the air.
The blonde female captain clenched her fists. Even though she had commanded dozens of space battles of varying scales, she couldn't help but Shock by the powerful firepower of the Shadow of the Throne.
With a single attack, the Lance on the bow tore apart the cruiser-class enemy ship, which was not protected by Void Shield.
"Lance charging."
"Turn, turn left at 3-3-8, lean forward at 1."
The output power of the physical space engine on the right side of the Shadow of the Throne suddenly surged, and the black Void Behemoth drew an arc in the void, its starboard cannons aimed at the warships charging towards it from the Orb Weaver League.
"Target locked."
"Fire."
The cannons on the starboard side of the Shadow of the Throne roared simultaneously, spewing a dense barrage of bullets into the dark void.
Numerous enemy ships suffered devastating bombardment from the Macro-cannon, with explosions rising and falling like the tides.
"Enemy ship destroyed!"
"Enemy ship destroyed!"
"..."
The gunners' reports were filled with undisguised pride and joy; their artillery was so powerful.
"Turn, right side 1-4-2, lean angle 3."
Even with a sharp turn, the Shadow of the Throne remained calm and composed, as if the enemy ships charging towards it were merely annoying insects.
The enemy ships' cannon fire was blocked by the shimmering Void Shield, like moths drawn to a flame, flashing briefly before vanishing.
The Macro-cannon directly struck the enemy ship, while fireworks bloomed in the void above Necromunda.
The warship commanders of the Orb Weaver League, their mechanically modified brains, were overwhelmed with loss reports.
The scan data Shock the Techno-aristocrats; the enemy ships' firepower was beyond their imagination.
Their warships were like prey encountering a terrifying Giant Spirit Spider.
The Orb Weaver League's command network was thrown into chaos. They had never encountered such a powerful enemy, nor had they ever imagined such a massive and powerful void warship.
Compared to that Void Behemoth, their warships were like cyberpunk toys.
The Techno-aristocrats reached different conclusions because their respective cyber engines captured different data.
Some Techno-aristocrats believe they should retreat immediately and establish a defensive line relying on Necromunda's orbital defense facilities.
Another group of Techno-aristocrats concluded from cyber readings that orbital defenses could not withstand the black behemoth; the only option was to travel through Warp Gate to other star systems, gather all warships, and launch a desperate attack on the enemy.
The warships of the Orb Weaver League scattered in different directions, like spiders slipping on a mirror.
The warships retreating to orbit were not intercepted, while those heading towards the Warp Gate collided with the Fourth Legion's assault group.
All the screens in front of Diana were filled with signals, showing the fleets of both sides stretching across the vast void, with the molten bones of destroyed starships radiating dazzling firelight.
Black escort ships with damaged engines burst into blue and white flames, streaking past the magnificent cruisers like firecrackers.
Larger frigates and destroyers activated their shimmering Void Shield, smashed through the scattered wreckage, and charged into the Orb Weaver League's warships.
The Lance weapon spews out crystal-clear, deadly energy, while the side-mounted weapon unleashes a dense barrage of bullets.
After taking overall control of the situation, the female captain spoke to the Genetic Primarch.
"My lord, the battle is progressing exactly as planned. Enemy ships are being held back outside the blockade, and capital ships are deployed in front of the various Warp Gate."
"As of now, four main warships have arrived at strategic points A, C, and D, and have completed their deployment at their designated positions."
After the Eleventh Legion jumped to the Necromunda system, the Lord of the Forge personally directed the Scanners to scan all the Warp Gate in the system.
The Orb Weaver League has established thirteen Warp Gate in the Necromunda system, concentrated in five regions, arranged in a near-pentagonal shape centered around a star.
Based on Nimrod's understanding of the Orb Weaver League, five regions can be identified, each leading to one of the other five star systems.
This aligns with the findings previously presented at the war conference, which were based on genetic intelligence.
The Eleventh Legion's warships launched their attack according to the previous war plan, and the progress is currently going smoothly.
The other five Chapter are progressing more smoothly. The space forces of the other five star systems, whether in terms of the number of warships or firepower, are inferior to those of Spider Star.
Following the Primarch's orders, the fleets of each Chapter rushed straight for the Warp Gate, and enemy ships blocking their path were swiftly and decisively destroyed.
The Void Hunter, under Sanchez's command, swiftly completed its hunt.
The ancient Relic-class warships blasted the fragile star fleet into dust before it could launch a counterattack.
After the capital ships of the five Chapter completed their deployment at the Warp Gate, the escort ships and destroyers began to hunt down the remaining enemy fleet.
The battle was progressing smoothly. Before the enemy could decide to fight to the death, they had already lost the Warp Gate. The Teleport Jammer on each ship, developed by Rosicky Czech, didn't even have a chance to be activated.
On the Shadow of the Throne, Nimrod lightly tapped the back of the command the Throne with his fingers.
Head to the nearest uncontrolled area.
"Yes, sir."
"Engine Seer, target strategic point E, full power advance."
Diana's eyes were fixed on the holographic image, watching the trail the Shadow of the Throne left in the void.
The female captain was also keeping an eye on the overall battle. She had experienced several space battles of similar scale before, so she handled this situation with exceptional ease, especially since she was now commanding a powerful warship.
Diana's blue-green eyes took in all the information flashing across the screen.
Suddenly, her pupils contracted as she spotted a fleet that had bypassed the battlefield and emerged from the asteroid belt around the star, heading towards Strategic Point B.
The female captain's mind raced; she realized that no fleet could intercept them.