Plundering the Myriad Heavens Starting from Warhammer
Chapter 105

By the Emperor's Name, You Are Drafted

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Yellow sand swirls, a desolate and ancient scene.

Alvin, who had just returned from the Xenomorph Universe, opened his eyes to a scene that resembled the end of the world.

A raging sandstorm, like a colossal beast capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, dyed the entire sky a yellowish-brown, emitting a deafening roar, and was approaching this place at a speed of hundreds of kilometers per hour!

"A massive Stormfront has been detected approaching, with a center wind speed of 785 kilometers per hour. Please evacuate to a safe area immediately!"

The Mark 5 immediately issued a warning.

"How could I be so unlucky?!"

Before he could express any further sentiments, Alvin realized he had to leave as soon as possible.

Otherwise, a storm with winds approaching 800 kilometers per hour would quickly engulf him completely, and even wearing two layers of armor would not guarantee his absolute safety.

Fortunately, the damage to the Mark V was barely acceptable, and the energy replenished from the Prometheus was more than enough to fly directly back to Nest City.

After a brief moment of charging up, Alvin's bent legs suddenly unleashed their power, shattering the surrounding ground like a cannonball and soaring directly into the sky.

Then, the Mark V armor emitted scorching Mach rings, propelling him like a streak of light, cutting through the vast yellow sand.

After flying for about half an hour, we approached Nest City's location.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted, like ten thousand cannons firing simultaneously.

Each roar was enough to tear the sky apart, like the howling of an enraged god, making his heart tremble along with it!

What exactly happened?

The increasingly uneasy atmosphere, like an invisible hand, gripped Alvin's heart tightly, making it almost leap into his throat. With a sense of foreboding, he quickened his pace.

Soon, he saw Losel Hive.

But, contrary to his expectations, Alvin's pupils constricted, his face froze as if petrified, and a storm raged within him. "That's... a planetary defense cannon?!"

The entire Losel Hive was engulfed in flames!

Most of the Nest City were burning, the intense flames mixed with billowing black smoke, like a menacing Daemon, turning into a huge dark cloud hovering over the Nest City.

The heavy artillery roared deafeningly, unleashing a barrage of firepower. Shells rained down on the front lines, and smoke, fire, and explosions filled the battlefield. The intense aftershocks made the ground within a radius of several kilometers tremble!

Thick smoke, mixed with flames and raging air currents, seemed to set the entire sky Nest City ablaze!

Gazing at the Hive City engulfed in flames, Alvin's heart sank to the bottom. "Damn cult, they couldn't hold back so quickly?"

Alvin quickly descended to avoid being caught in the artillery fire.

After all, Nest City's artillery doesn't discriminate; it would be rather ridiculous if he were shot down by Nest City's anti-aircraft artillery.

"Tsk, with the current density of anti-aircraft fire, even getting close is a problem." Looking at the artillery fire everywhere and the ignited atmosphere, Alvin was truly troubled.

If we just let it go like that, we'll definitely be considered a "cult" and blasted into oblivion.

After a moment's thought, Alvin suddenly had a bold idea. Looking at the cult army surging from the Underhive towards the Mid-hive area, he made an Eagle Salute on his chest. "Emperor Lord protect me, but please open your eyes wide and see clearly! I'm not joining a cult, it's just a matter of expediency!"

After urgently seeking Bo's protection, Alvin found a relatively secluded battlefield where he wouldn't be easily detected.

Then, taking advantage of the smoke and fire, he used the stealth mode of his armor to infiltrate the cult's army undetected.

To avoid attracting attention, Alvin removed the Mark V armor and tossed it into his Personal Space.

While doing so carries a degree of risk, it could be even more dangerous if the cult members notice you while you're wearing this armor.

Of course, Alvin dared to do this simply because he was wearing a Bio-armor underneath.

Infiltrating a cult is really not difficult.

In the massive crowd that had completely fallen into a frenzy, charging forward like a mass suicide mission, Alvin was like a drop of water, utterly inconspicuous.

The biggest problem is probably the influence of Chaos Sorcery.

Fortunately, Alvin lit the "Blessed Censer" he had treasured for so long beforehand.

The ashes of Psyker blessed by an Ecclesiarchy Priest can, to the greatest extent possible, ensure that he is not affected by Chaos Sorcery.

"Blood for the Blood God, Skulls for the Skull Throne!"

"Blood for the Blood God, Skulls for the Skull Throne!"

"Blood for the Blood God, Skulls for the Skull Throne!"

Tens of thousands of people, completely brainwashed by Chaos Sorcery and transformed into the Chaos's minions, flocked to Nest City like madmen.

Even though shells rained down from the front like a dense storm, and countless bullets trailed behind them with whistling sounds, forming a dense network of crossfire, it still could not stop the frenzied crowd.

As if converging into a torrent, the crowd fell in swathes like wheat being harvested, only to be filled by countless others behind them. Each cannonball that landed was accompanied by the roar of the Emperor, blasting large swathes of heretics into a bloody mist, while the fallen corpses were trampled into a sticky pulp!

With absolutely no training and only crude weapons, every step forward the cult takes requires the loss of tens of thousands of lives!

The cult intends to use "human lives" to breach the Planetary Defense Force's defenses!

How should I put it? This situation is probably like this: your bullets are ultimately finite, but my cannon fodder is endless?

"I didn't expect that cults have already infiltrated Mid-hive?"

After struggling to follow the cult's flow into the Mid-hive, Alvin's gaze darkened slightly.

In fact, the moment he saw the "Hell Dragon," he had already guessed that the cult would most likely not be slowed down.

But he never expected the battle to be so intense!

Logically speaking, Nest City should have Department of Justice, law enforcement officers, and noble armed forces within its territory, and Planetary Defense Force stationed outside.

Even if the Planetary Governor's brain was filled with shit, it's impossible for a cult to infiltrate Nest City in just over ten days, right?

Having finally escaped into Nest City, Alvin stood beside the ruins of his building, panting heavily, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "Luckily I ran fast, otherwise, I would have been blasted into mincemeat by those lunatics!"

This area has not yet been taken over by the cult, but it is not too far away, and large crowds can be seen fleeing deeper into the Mid-hive.

Suddenly, Planetary Defense Force of several dozen people emerged from the Mid-hive.

Then they intercepted a large number of people who were trying to escape, whether they were young or old.

"Kid, you're lucky you got drafted by us."

The high-ranking officer swaggered around, not even glancing at him, and tossed him a worn-out Logging gun: "Now, in the name of the great Emperor, you are assigned to the Provisional Regiment 177, responsible for guarding Area B-17. Go, you are now the Emperor's warriors!"

"???"

Alvin stared in disbelief, his mouth agape.

No, he only glanced at it once, how did that make him a "warrior of the Emperor"?

Holding that old Logging gun felt like holding a burning stick.

Just then, an elderly man standing nearby looked at the officer with a pleading expression. "Sir, I'm old, just an ordinary resident of Mid-hive, could you..."

Click!

The senior officer drew his gun and pressed it against the old man's forehead. "Now, I'm giving you two choices."

"Either become a warrior of the Emperor, and for the sake of the great Emperor, purge those damned heretics." The high-ranking officer's voice was cold, as if containing endless killing intent, like a chilling blade held to the necks of the crowd. "Or, I'll shoot you all right now!"

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P. S.: Black Goo won't appear in Nest City, and I don't think it's any more powerful than Nurgle. It's safe in your Personal Space.

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