Inside the Dark Aster.
True to the flagship's name, the interior was extremely dim. However, its corridors and hangars were spacious, and it was far more economical than Umbrella's warships.
At that moment, thousands upon thousands of Ronan soldiers streamed through the Dark Aster, following their officers to their assigned posts and standing by against a forced enemy boarding.
These soldiers looked exactly like the captives who had recently been classified as alien D-class personnel. None of them had faces, and their skin resembled withered wood.
Their officers, on the other hand, looked similar to humans, though certain parts of their bodies had been replaced with metal components. They were cyborgs.
Just as Ronan's forces finished gearing up...
"Whoosh~!"
Twenty Meltagun Beams pierced through the rear of the Dark Aster in succession. Many unlucky Ronan soldiers happened to be within their range and were vaporized by the intense heat before they could even scream.
"Boom~! Clang~! Clang!!"
Immediately afterward, accompanied by the sharp crash of metal, twenty falcon craft used the openings melted into the hull to charge straight into the Dark Aster.
This hard landing claimed the lives of even more unlucky Ronan soldiers.
But what these Ronan soldiers faced next was the most brutal and efficient elite force in the entire galaxy—or even the entire universe.
The Astartes and the Elites.
"Whoosh~!" The hatches of the twenty falcon craft opened.
"Die! Die! You pieces of trash!"
"Hahaha! For Umbrella!"
"Roar~! You foolish, ignorant fools!"
"Roar! Roar!"
The instant the hatches opened, the entire interior of the Dark Aster rang with the Astartes' distinctive metallic battle cries, along with the Elites' peculiar howls.
"Bang-bang! Bang-bang!"
"Vrrr~! Vrrr!"
Following those sounds came the pleasant gunfire of Bolter Rounds and the ringing swish of double-bladed Energy Swords being swung.
The Blood