Global Crossing: Empire of Stars

The naked Genestealers ignored the strange looks from the Mourning Warriors and quickly climbed into the drop pod to retrieve their equipment. A few minutes later, an elite squad of twenty had formed around the Space Marines.

Just then, a crowd of greenskins swarmed toward them again. The warlord's death had caused the Ork command network to collapse, but the warlike Orks soon forgot all about it. Seeing the drop pod, they charged once more.

"Bzzzt!"

Bolts of light flashed, striking the greenskins in the head in row after row. The scorching beams pierced their crudely welded helmets and burned their brains to a crisp.

Even the tough Orks couldn't withstand such injuries. They fell to the ground in heaps, twitching. In almost an instant, hundreds of the Orks surrounding them had gone down.

As the charging Orks fell into disarray, Librarian Wade sensed powerful surges of Psionics. He looked over in surprise and saw the towering warriors, more than 3.5 meters tall, wielding Psionic Lightning.

Blue-white bolts shone among the xenos like chains. The Orks struck by the lightning whips screamed and burst into flames, thrashing as they burned to ash.

Some preferred close combat. They flashed hundreds of meters in a blink, and amid a string of afterimages, the greenskins were torn to pieces before they could even react.

In a single breath, the Boyz were reduced to dust. Only an Ork Boss in battered armor charged forward with a wild roar, but a bolt of lightning pierced him, turning his entire body to charcoal.

The battle was over in the space of a breath. Captain Buckde opened his mouth, but for a long while, no words came.

He had watched the unknown warriors' assault closely, especially the ones who fought at close quarters. As they flashed about,