Yriel: God!

Vespasian is not in good condition at the moment.

As one of only four Lord Commander among the Sons of the Emperor, he must now defend the last line of defense leading to the upper deck.

In the original plan, Adrol was to command the naval battles with the various gun turrets and weapons of the warships, while he was to deal with the Orks who had infiltrated the Pride of the Emperor.

But as more and more Ork Boyz flooded into the cabin, it became increasingly difficult for him to cope.

Especially after the Eldar suddenly invaded their ship's command center and defeated Adrol, who was in charge of the naval battle.

Deprived of external weapon support, more and more Ork Boyz are now gathering in front of their decks, following Warboss's roar.

"How's it going at headquarters?"

"Lord Kasgar is negotiating with the Eldar, and both sides have reached an agreement to come and provide support!"

"Where is Lord Fulgrim?"

"Their boarding squad has penetrated deep into the core area of the enemy warship and is about to kill the enemy leader!"

"Good!"

Vespasian disabled the helmet's communication system, focusing his attention on wielding his sword and continuing his battle against the enormous green Orks opposite him.

The situation is developing in a favorable direction.

It seems that all we need to do is hold on a little longer and hold off the Orks until the Kasgar and Eldar reinforcements arrive, and then we'll be safe.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Foolish Shrimp!"

The other person's thunderous laughter made him feel a little uneasy.

Commander Vespasian opponent was a Mega Armoured Warboss whose entire body was covered in hard steel. Countless randomly assembled iron blocks adorned his body, yet somehow they provided him with extremely strong defensive capabilities.

Even Vespasian's sword could not cut through his iron armor.

As for weapons, this big, green-haired boss used a Power Klaw on his right hand and Power Hook on his left.

It has a very pirate-like style.

Boom!

Just then, a circular gap, large enough for several people to pass through, suddenly appeared on the side of the defensive line!

Behind the breach, large numbers of Orks were pouring out, cheering.

"Waaaaagh!"

This is the cunning wisdom of the Orks leader.

He was able to sneakily blow up Shrimp's boat when Shrimp wasn't paying attention, allowing his men to get behind Shrimp.

Smash the Shrimp hard on the back of the head!

This sudden gap really put Vespasian's defense in a difficult position.

The Sons of the Emperor are currently short of troops, and they have been able to hold off the Orks horde attacks only because of the advantage of the narrow terrain gaps.

With an additional front now in place, it's really difficult for him to divide his forces to defend it.

"Waaaaagh!"

The Ork Boyz, having breached the enemy lines, raised their large axes and charged impatiently toward the back of the Purple Giant.

Fighting!

Cool!

After holding back for so long, they finally have a chance to have their fill!

Then they saw several slender Bean Sprout rushing toward them, wearing huge and comical white masks.

The Orks at the forefront raised their great axes at them.

But what he received in response was the opponent's extremely fast attack.

With that unparalleled speed, the Orks only felt a chill on his neck before his head slid lightly to the ground.

Even the sound was extremely faint.

As if manipulating some kind of exquisite silk thread, the Aspect Warrior stood on one tiptoe after slaying the Orks, his movements elegant.

As followers of Khaine, God of Murder, their skills are precise and elegant.

Then, one head after another fell to the ground.

In terms of individual combat strength, these Bean Sprout wearing huge masks are even more terrifying than Space Marine.

"Eldar! Where is your leader now?!"

Seeing that reinforcements had arrived on his side, Vespasian was naturally delighted and asked the Aspect Warrior was blocking the gap.

The other party did not answer his question, but only continued to harvest the heads of the Orks.

"That cunning Shrimp has actually ambushed the Bean Sprout reinforcements!"

"Waaaaagh!"

However, Warboss on the other side seemed quite unhappy about this.

He raised the Power Klaw in his hand, intending to cut the purple Shrimp in half.

Zzzzz!

Just as he was about to launch his attack, Yriel seized the perfect moment to strike.

With a speed that Vespasian could not have anticipated, he spun the two Mirror Swords in his hands and thrust them towards the neck of the giant warboss Orks.

Sizzle!

This unexpected blow did indeed shatter the Orks's crudely pieced-together armor and pierce into his flesh.

After the pain subsided, the Orks's powerful left arm swept across, and the Power Hook mounted on it seemed about to fall on Yriel.

When!

It was that same purple-gold shield that blocked the opponent's attack at that moment.

Under the heavy blow of the Orks leader, Kasgar was forced to take several steps back until he came to a stop when he touched Yriel's body.

"Hmph. I don't need your help to dodge that attack."

"Human, are you underestimating me?"

"I haven't said anything yet. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Kasgar said helplessly."

The Power Spear in his right hand aimed at the Orks's Power Klaw pincers on his right hand.

But the Orks noticed the attack and gripped it firmly with his Power Claw.

What a foolish Shrimp, letting him so easily seize the weapon?

The Orks leader gave a disdainful smile.

Meanwhile, Yriel, standing beside Kasgar, seemed to be able to read Kasgar's mind, requiring no further communication.

With a light leap, using the shaft of the Power Spear as a fulcrum, he rushed forward like a cannonball, adding another slash to the wound he had just inflicted.

"Aww!"

This powerful attack caused the Orks Warboss to release the Power spear from Kasgar's hand in pain, and his massive body quickly retreated several steps.

"This time, I'll finally be your support, right?"

"You were the one who made a stupid mistake and got pinched. I had no choice but to help you out."

"Human, you should be grateful to me."

"Okay, whatever makes you happy."

"Kasgar said helplessly."

Faced with this situation, even the Orks leader angrily raised his Power Klaw and snapped them hard in the air a few times.

"Waaaaagh!"

I think this Shrimp and Bean Sprout are flirting with me.

"Stop talking nonsense and just end this already."

As he spoke, Kasgar swung his right hand back to gather power, pointing the Power spear in his hand backward.

"Throwing spears? Is that the best solution that humans can imagine?"

"It's laughable. Even with the technology for Power Weapon, it's still nothing more than—"

Call out--

In an instant, the Extending Spear, carrying Disintegration Field at its tip, pierced deeply into the Orks's exposed wound.

"Kind--!"

Then, it began to stir in all directions.

"Let's do it!"

This time, Vespasian, who knew the purpose of the gadgets in Kasgar's possession beforehand, was the one who launched the first attack.

While the Orks leader was being thrown into chaos by the Phoenix spear, Vespasian spotted an opening and found a gap in the opponent's Steel Jaw.

A single sword strike to the throat.

"Done!"

After the Orks leader was killed, the other Ork Boyz around him instantly lost their leader.

They either fell into a state of despondency and confusion, or began to fight against other Orks around them.

In short, now a motley crew, they could no longer pose much of a threat to the Sons of the Emperor.

Of course, this does not mean that the battle is over.

"Hey, Fulgrim! How's it going on your end?"

"The enemy's big guy is dead, and the Orks warship is in chaos."

Fulgrim's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"I'll be right back. How's the ship?"

"The Orks leader is also dead, but we don't yet know what the Eldar will do next."

"Okay, if anything changes, you hold them off and wait for me."

"I'll be right back."

Kasgar finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Having lost all their leaders, the Ork Boyz's warships will soon be reduced to dust in space by the Vengeance Cannon of the Pride of the Emperor.

As for the Orks who boarded the warship, although they were somewhat troublesome to eliminate, they could no longer pose a significant threat.

If the Eldar were even slightly more normal, this battle would be over.

"Let's take stock of the battle situation first, Adrol, what are our losses?"

"The Orks' attack came very quickly, but fortunately our Space Marine were relatively concentrated at the time. The death toll was around 40, and the Gene-seed of all of them were successfully recovered by the Apothecary."

"As for the ordinary crew members, most of them worked on the middle and lower decks at the time. The number of deaths is currently being tallied and may exceed tens of thousands."

"This is only inside the flagship; the situation on the other Escort of the 28th Expeditionary Fleet is even worse."

"This is not good news."

Kasgar frowned.

The biggest shortage of Pride of the Emperor right now is manpower, specifically well-trained voidship crew members.

While it's possible to replenish manpower from Byzas, training people from a feudal society to operate a spaceship would take a considerable amount of time.

Not to mention cleaning up the mess left behind by the Orks.

In this world, Orks are more like fungi than animals.

They can photosynthesize using their Green Skin, and reproduce by spreading through Spore.

Adult Orks will continuously release Spore during their actions, which will grow and eventually evolve into Orks when they encounter a suitable environment.

Although Orks can't grow in a steel place like a void ship, if the Spore aren't cleaned up properly and are taken to other worlds by the crew, then wherever their 28th Expeditionary Fleet arrive, there will be Greenskin, and then you'll be in trouble.

The idea that the already small number of personnel on the Pride of the Emperor ship could complete the cleanup of the warships was unrealistic.

Sigh, I don't know when this will be resolved.

Which bastard even invented the Orks species?!

Don't you have any manners?

Kasgar cursed inwardly.

"We'll talk about replacements later."

"You guys go and try to keep the spaceship running normally. Once Fulgrim returns, we'll send people down to clear out the remaining Orks."

After giving his instructions, Kasgar looked at the Craftworld Aeldari beside him.

These people could be considered the last bomb inside the warship.

They were gathered together, their gazes toward Kasgar filled with the same wariness.

"Chiefs of the Aeldari, how are you?"

"Kasgar shouted loudly."

After all, they didn't have a communication system before.

"Stop arguing, humans."

"Also, my name is Yriel. Yriel Ursanash."

"Kasgar. Wait, you're Yriel?"

Well, maybe she should be glad it's Kasgar and not Kargath (Bladefist).

"Hmm? It seems even these uncouth humans have heard of the name of our Warmaster, Yriel— "

"Aren't you a man?"

It must be said that Kasgar knows how to talk.

Just like Dorn's mouth, once he speaks, he achieves an effect that even the Khan couldn't accomplish by racking their brains.

"Humans—!"

"Tell me, which guy is spreading rumors about me?"

G.I.D.A..

Of course, Kasgar couldn't say it directly.

"Perhaps my information was incorrect," he said with an apologetic smile.

"I've only heard that a very famous naval genius leader Yriel Iriel came from the Ynnari Ark."

"As for the gender, I might have misheard, haha, please don't mind it."

The entire spaceship is currently in a semi-destroyed state, so it's best not to lower ourselves to the level of these arrogant Eldar.

First, say some nice things to appease them and get them to leave.

"Hmph, at least you have some wisdom."

Yriel could hardly hide the smile on her lips.

"Yriel, is there anything else you need?"

Hurry up and go! Why are you still lingering here?

"Human, one of our Aspect Warrior is badly wounded."

"If no suitable rescue measures are taken, she will likely die."

Treat?

Kasgar realized that there was something wrong with his right hand; it should now be called his right arm, and that the Psychic Flame that could heal injuries was there.

Should we use it on these bean Bean Sprout?

Although it might expose his abilities.

After all, they had helped him at a crucial moment, and the dying Aspect Warrior had been seriously injured because of the Pride of the Emperor.

Without them, the Sons of the Emperor would likely have suffered even more casualties under the Orks attack.

Although these guys never speak human language or do human things, they ultimately mean well.

"I'll do it. I know a little Psychic Power healing."

Fine, let's get it treated.

Consider it a way to get them off the flagship sooner.

It's not to repay a favor to the Xenos!

Don't misunderstand!

"Human, we have indeed fought side by side before, but that doesn't mean we will trust you."

Yriel's tone was filled with impatience.

If even a noble Eldar couldn't heal this injury, what methods could a mere human like him possibly have?

Psychic Power?

Just kidding, compared to the powerful Eldar, humanity's meager Psychic Power is like the faint glow of a light bulb compared to the light of a lighthouse.

Humans, mere beings, merely seized the dominant position in the Milky Way by sheer luck after the Great Fall. Their understanding of the world and the Empyrean is laughably naive.

How dare you talk about Psychic Power in front of her?

Don't get too carried away.

"Human, your confidence is simply astounding—"

At that very moment, she saw the Gold-Red Flame swirling around the right hand of Kasgar's Power Armour as he approached.

At that moment, all the Eldar present fell silent.

This flame was somewhat familiar to their Eldar.

It's all too familiar.

Yriel: "Ah"

Yriel: "The Asuryan's Flame."