Gentlemen, I love war!
To savor the ecstasy of war without end, I must join the Astral Legion!
Those two sentences swiftly spread through the Astra Militarum of Giant World.
Some praised him for it, while others saw it as arrogance.
But they all remembered the name Montana Max.
It even reached Army Headquarters on the Sea Star Homeworld.
Meanwhile.
Lieutenant Colonel Konev and Colonel King Bradley, who had landed on Britain, had successfully deployed their 1st Heavy Combined Arms Brigade and Fourth Heavy Combined Brigade's MCVs in Stranraer, Scotland, and Liverpool, England, respectively.
Yet this time, they had deliberately chosen not to activate the Illusion Towers.
They wanted the satellites to show every nation the spectacular sight of Prism Towers, Wind Stone Towers, electromagnetic towers, anti-aircraft towers, radar towers, and countless other structures rising rapidly from the ground.
As fleets of SCVs worked, the buildings swiftly took shape and stood tall, their electric and magical lights gleaming against one another.
Colonel Anatoly's Third Heavy Combined Brigade was also about to break through the combined French and Spanish fleet.
They would then enter France through the Saint-Lô Peninsula and advance directly toward Paris.
While Ireland and Britain were being turned into a chaotic battlefield.
Rome, far away in Italy, remained as peaceful as ever.
Its citizens still leisurely followed the war through television and newspapers.
After all, no one believed the flames of war would reach this place.
No matter what, this was where the "Holy City," Vatican, stood.
At ten fifty-five that night, the stars shone brilliantly.
Warm-colored lights illuminated St. Peter's Basilica.
At that moment.
Deep beneath it, more than a dozen white-robed clergy members busied themselves in a spacious hall.
"The ritual array and the holy relics are ready. The time is about right as well. We