A Chapter Commander's Gratitude to F22 Raptors for the Sidewinder Missile!

The great Chaos Lord, vanguard of the Black Legion.

Harken, the Declarer of Death and Star-taker, under the command of the invincible Chaos Marshal, has set an eighty-day deadline for offering Alert Star to the Warmaster. His target is certainly not merely the Celerus Hive.

His goal is to seize the entire Alert Star and create an absolute advantage before the Chaos Marshal arrives!

So, the very next day, Alvin received a message from the family flagship.

The combined air force of the Chaos Raptors and Hell Dragon completely overwhelmed the Imperium. A large number of Chaos Voidship had already sailed out of Mandeville Point on the Alert Star and officially joined the space war.

Even more disheartening is that, to date, no reinforcements from the Imperium have arrived!

The Imperial Navy is being attacked from two sides. On one side are the Orks, who are like dilapidated boats, only concerned with "Waaaaagh," and on the other side are the Chaos Vanguard and the endless stream of Chaos Voidship.

The Chaos Voidship has now focused its primary attention on the Alert Star's only companion planet.

The reason is simple: that asteroid has Satellite Array. Once it is invaded by the evil forces of Chaos, the terrifying declaration of the Haarken Worldclaimer, along with the blasphemous Blasphemous Witchcraft filled with Warp Sorcery, will cover the entire Hive City on the Alert Star!

Currently, Valshius's "Sword of Redemption," a Conqueror-class Cruiser, along with the Space Wolves battleship, the Wind of Fenrir cruiser, which has just left the Warp and arrived at the Alert Star, and its Chapter Commander Hal Frosty, are forming a pincer movement to withstand the firepower from several Chaos Voidship, trying their best to keep them outside the companion star.

"It's chaos, complete chaos!"

Alvin, who had just woken up in his bedroom and had only slept for two hours, was utterly shocked by the news.

The intensity of the war is escalating, and all sides are placing increasingly larger bets on the Alert Star!

Ironically, the Imperium that should have placed the biggest bet has yet to receive any reinforcements.

Logically, Chapter Master Marius Calgar should have led several Ultramarines Great Companies across the Warp Storm to reach the Alert Star.

But Alvin was also unclear about what had happened that caused the Chapter Master Calgar, who should have arrived at the Alert Star much earlier and deployed a series of strategic adjustments, to be nowhere to be found!

Could it be that the influence of his butterfly caused Chapter Master Calgar to get lost in the Warp?

Suddenly, a terrifying thought began to take root in Alvin's mind.

No one could have predicted the risks encountered during Warp travel. Even someone as powerful as the Primarch Chaghatai Khan disappeared in Warp.

He was genuinely terrified; if the Commander of the Calgar Chapter Master were lost, Alert Star would be doomed!

We can't really expect him to go and fight the great Warmaster Abaddon Abaddon -on-one, can we?

How is this any different from the Nine-headed Serpent ordering Bàbōbēn to eliminate Tang Sanzang and his disciples?

Oh, perhaps the only difference is that Alvin is not as Bàbōbēn.

Knock knock knock!

A rapid knocking at the door pulled Alvin back to reality.

"Come in."

Alvin frowned, and with Elsa's help, put on a coat and went from the bedroom to the living room.

The person knocking was Tucker, his face showing some anxiety. "Something terrible has happened."

Actually, Alvin had a vague idea the moment Tucker walked in.

Tucker usually wouldn't come directly to the bedroom unless it was something important. He rubbed his aching temples; because of the consecutive time travels last night, he had only rested for eight hours in ten days. "So, what's the bad news?"

"Just last night, a large number of Gene-infected suddenly emerged from underground." Tucker paused for a few seconds, catching his breath, and continued, "As you expected, their target was the Hive City Energy Shield System."

"The battle has reached a stalemate?"

Logically speaking, Alvin should feel fortunate.

Because of the orders of the Iron Father, three companies of the Brass Claws were dispatched to be stationed in advance at the Hive City Energy Shield System.

However, many things cannot be analyzed from the surface; a deeper analysis is required.

If Brass Claws had successfully repelled the Gene-infected, Tucker wouldn't have described it as a "major event," so there's only one possibility: either Brass Claws are at a disadvantage, or the two sides are still locked in a struggle.

"It's not quite what you think; the situation is much worse."

Tucker's face showed a hint of bitterness. He took a deep breath and sighed, "This very morning, the Chaos Lord Harken used evil Warp magic to forcibly tear a hole in the Energy Shield, and a large number of Chaos Raptors troops have already poured into Middle Hive."

Is there any worse news?

Alvin had a splitting headache; this damned Great Rift had only made his headaches worse ever since he arrived on Alert Star.

Elsa, who was standing beside him, saw this and quietly came up behind him, using her slender fingers to massage Alvin, trying to relieve the side effects of his headache so that he could concentrate and think as much as possible.

"Yes, because most of the Diet Guard and the Iron Hands are fighting off the Orks, so," Tucker's bitterness deepened, "the Brass Claws have sent two companies to assist the Diet Guard."

"You didn't stop them?"

Upon hearing this news, Alvin's blood pressure nearly spiked.

"It's no use, I've tried." Tucker rarely showed such a helpless expression. "The Brass Claws say they're more worried about the enemy taking and corrupting the 'Warlord-class Titan' stored in the Forge Factory than about the Energy Shield of the Hive City being destroyed."

"That's all."

Excellent, very good reason. It extinguished Alvin's burgeoning anger in an instant.

Compared to the danger of Chaos taking over and corrupting a Warlord-class Titan, the Energy Shield system protecting the hive is clearly not that important.

The choice of Brass Claws was not only without any problems, but could even be described as swift.

After all, the Hive City's Energy Shield system was destroyed. Relying on a large number of Diet Guard, as well as the Iron Hands and Brass Claws, they could still fight the three enemies for a long time and hold out until reinforcements arrived.

But if it were to be seized and corrupted by Chaos, the Warlord-class Titan Dominator Overlord would no longer be a question of whether it could be defended.

One of these things could crush the entire defenses of the Celerus Hive with overwhelming power.

Those six sets of Void Shield Generator are enough to drive anyone to despair!

If you think that the only defense Warlord-class Titan has besides the Void Shield, you're sorely mistaken!

Its thick Adamantium Armor alone can allow a warrior to withstand the frontal fire of an entire legion. Its powerful firepower system allows Warlord-class Titan to easily flatten a city!

So here's the question: if the Warlord-class Titan are so powerful, why didn't the Tech-Priest of the Styx Eight use them?

Alvin didn't know the answer either; he wondered what those priests, whose brains were practically filled with engine oil, were thinking.

Perhaps they're afraid of Orks? Or maybe they're worried about damage?

Of course, it's also possible that the Tech-Priest of Styx Eight don't feel that the current situation is enough to threaten them.

In short, unless absolutely necessary, the Tech-Priest of Styx Eight will most likely not use Titan.

But instinctively, Alvin remained worried about the shield system: "I'm afraid the Genestealer will soon seize the opportunity and, when the internal defenses are at their weakest, break through the Brass Claws's position in one fell swoop."

"Damn Genestealer, they want Chaos and the Orks to wear us down!"

Tucker had participated in the Battle of Kadian and immediately saw through the Genestealer' sinister intentions.

Currently, all the forces gathered in the Celerus Hive, regardless of which side they belong to, are almost all simultaneously at war with other forces.

The Orks are fighting Chaos, Orks Genestealer, and the Imperium of Man. The situation for other factions is similar to that of the Orks; they are surrounded by enemies, except for their own side.

The entire Celerus is in complete chaos, with fighting happening everywhere!

Under these circumstances, breaching the Energy Shield of the Hive City became a tacit agreement among the Genestealer, Orks, and Chaos factions.

Because no matter what they wanted to do, Celerus's Energy Shield was a stumbling block in their way.

Chaos wanted to eliminate the Imperium's fighting force, while the Orks were purely doing it for fun.

The Genestealer's scheme goes even further: they want the Orks, Chaos, and the Imperium of Man to fight and wear each other down, so that they can reap the benefits!

"What good will it do to know?"

Alvin sighed; he had watched helplessly as the situation gradually deteriorated to this point.

Those who trusted him sent out a company to defend, but due to the interference of the Haarken Worldclaimer, Harken, two of the three companies were pulled away.

Those Tech-Priest who don't believe him, no matter what you say, would never believe him.

Given Drakris's wavering and eccentric attitude, Alvin wouldn't dare gamble with that medal on whether he was truly loyal.

Even if they are truly loyalists, given the level of obsession Styx Eight has, whether or not they recognize the medal is a completely different matter.

"So, what do we do now?" Tucker asked the question that concerned him most.

Although they are now in the core nest area and basically don't have to worry about safety, watching helplessly as the three forces continue to close in and surround them is a suffocating feeling that he finds unbearable.

A counterattack is possible, but impractical.

The Hell Dragon that constantly hover in the sky, along with the blasphemous Warp magic, have caused numerous mutinies within the Astra Militarum.

The entire Celerus looks like a dilapidated building on the verge of collapse!

It could collapse with just a kick from any force, clearly at its wit's end. However, the arrogant Tech-Priest of Styx Eight still refuse to acknowledge the enemy's strength.

"Try again to communicate with the Iron Father."

Alvin sighed; he was truly at his wit's end. "See if we can spare some of the Diet Guard, the Astra Militarum, or even the Ministry of Department of Justice, to hold out for as long as possible. If we can hold out, there's always hope."

Despair, utter despair!

What made him even more desperate than Losel was that he knew what was going to happen, but he was powerless to change it!

The reason is simple: he is the heir to the Merchant Dynasty, which may earn him respect, but it will never make the Styx Eight, the Astra Militarum, or the Space Marine blindly obey him or place their direct trust without evidence.

He is not Calgar, and only Calgar can unite the power of the Alert Star!

A profound sense of powerlessness enveloped Alvin.

Calgar, dear Chapter Master, hurry up and get here! These bugs are getting too much for me!

After Tucker left, Alvin closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before slowly saying, "Elsa, from today onwards, tell everyone that I have something very important to discuss and I will not see anyone."

It's that familiar feeling again... Elsa experienced the same thing once before on Losel. Alvin gave the same answer back then, and then disappeared for several days.

"Do you need my help, young master?" Elsa knew that Alvin was hiding a big secret, but since he wouldn't say, she wouldn't press him for details.

She was more worried about Alvin.

"Not needed at the moment."

Alvin shook his head, looking at the worry in Elsa's eyes. He paused for a few seconds before saying, "I'm sorry, I can't explain it to you."

It wasn't that he was unwilling to take Elsa, Tucker, and the others across the world. Rather, to transport multiple people across the world, the world first needed to be anchored by the Navigator, and then, depending on the size of the objects and other factors, energy or Source Power had to be paid before the crossing could proceed.

This time he's going to a new world, so he can't bring people over before reaching that world as an anchor point.

As for Arno, because of his Bioroid characteristics, he is not recognized by the system as a "human" but is considered an object.

"It doesn't matter."

Elsa took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and smiled gently. "Whatever you're going to do, please... please come back safely. Everyone and I are waiting for you."

"With your words, I know I will return safely."

Alvin returned to the room, checked the weapons and other supplies prepared in his Personal Space, and after confirming that everything was in order, he sat quietly in the bedroom.

"Navigator, start!"

He decided to go to the New World; it was the only way at the moment, and perhaps he could find a solution there!

Although it wasn't the best time to travel through time, he was truly driven to the brink of desperation.

While Celerus's Energy Shield is still intact, which can buy him at least ten to fifteen days, he must seize this opportunity to try and find a way to resolve his current predicament in the new world.

Actually, Alvin really wanted to go to the Marvel Universe, but unfortunately, he lacked the necessary "authority."

The Marvel Universe is undergoing a massive upheaval, and he is temporarily unable to travel through it. Furthermore, the Alien World and Bio-world are completely unable to influence the course of the battle.

The only remaining option is to try our luck.

"I hope this new world will bring me some surprises."

Alvin took a deep breath, and was immediately swallowed by the "black hole," and the room returned to calm.

A moment later, Penny stood in front of the door.

Her eyes held a rich gold, as if some unknown entity was gazing into the room through "Penny's" eyes.

"Penny?"

Then Elsa approached, a look of surprise on her face. "What are you doing here? How did you get in?"

The series of questions was enough to show just how shocked she was!

You should know that no one but her could enter Alvin's bedroom; there were Spartan Warriors guarding it. Penny's room should be on the second floor. How did she manage to get through all those defenses and reach Alvin's bedroom door?

But the gold in Penny's eyes faded, replaced by a blank, helpless expression as she stared at Elsa: "I... I don't know either... Elsa- neechan."

Elsa stared at Penny in shock, then suddenly remembered what Hilda had said: this girl possessed astonishing power. She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Come here, Penny... Brother has something very important to do. Let's not disturb him, okay?"

"Uh-huh."

Penny obediently walked over and took Elsa's hand.

She opened her dark eyes, raised her lovely head, and looked at Elsa, as if something was sad. Glistening tears clung to her eyelashes, and she said in a pitiful voice, "Sister, I think I had a dream."

What dream?

Elsa lowered her head curiously, ruffled Penny's hair, and hugged the girl tightly, smiling gently, "Was it a nightmare? Don't be afraid, I'm here to protect you."

"But..."

Penny, tears welling in her eyes, buried her face in Elsa's arms, nuzzling against her as if sobbing, "But, I dreamt... that you died, sister."

"..."

Elsa, holding the girl, suddenly froze on the spot.

Her heart pounded, her mind a jumble of thoughts. After a moment, she managed to calm down, hugged the little girl tightly, and whispered, "How... how did I die?"

"N-I don't know..." Penny wrapped her little arms around Elsa's neck and pressed her face against hers. "I saw... sister, you were lying in brother's arms, and brother was crying... there were so many people around."

"Then... is he alright?"

Elsa's heart tightened; she wasn't afraid of death, but she was worried about Alvin.

"Brother... is very good."

Penny pouted, looking aggrieved, and shook her head. "Then, I was startled awake..."

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

Elsa hugged Penny tightly, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes. She gently said to the girl, "Don't tell anyone about this except me, okay, Penny?"

"Hmm... Can't I tell you either, brother?"

Penny blinked, her large, tear-filled eyes seeming to ask why.

"Yes, my brother can't tell either."

Elsa gently pinched the girl's nose and smiled, "This is a secret between the two of us. We promised not to tell anyone, okay?"

"Oh... okay, I'll do as you say, sister."

Penny hugged her tightly, still asking, "Sister, it was just a nightmare, right?"

"Hmm... it was just a nightmare..."

Elsa's eyes were lowered; she wasn't sure whether Penny's dream was a prophecy or just a dream.

But she didn't want Alvin to be in any danger.

Since Alvin in her dream is alive, then... she doesn't need to tell Alvin about this.

She didn't want to change what happened in her dream because of herself.

Even if the price is... her life!

[Dear Navigator, you have arrived in the new world]

[Estimated duration of stay: 40 days]

[Unable to anchor to this world at the moment]

[Source Power required to anchor this world: 3000 units]

[Current world exploration progress: 0%]

[Divine Protection: Born to Die]

Happy exploring!

The updated Navigator System felt somewhat unfamiliar to Alvin.

The interface displays more functions, but the location after each journey remains familiar and reassuring.

It was in a dilapidated alley again, and good heavens, the garbage next to it was almost piled up like a mountain, emitting a stench that was like a mixture of ammonia and rotten, fermenting eggs, then baked at high temperatures.

Even Alvin, with his Bio-armor, was brought to tears by the stench; it was too pungent.

As I emerged from the garbage alley, holding my nose, a large sign came into view that boldly proclaimed. "Welcome to Los Angeles."

Good, at least I understand now, and this time I'm in a free country again.

Alvin took a deep breath; the air of the 3K Era always intoxicated him.

Unfortunately, Celerus's situation didn't allow for such relaxation; he needed to figure out exactly where this world was as soon as possible.

Call out--!

Suddenly, a missile trailing a plume of flame flew in with a sharp whooshing sound!

"???"

Completely bewildered, Alvin used his Psychic Power to deflect the incoming missile with his bare hands, sending it crashing into a nearby high-rise building.

Boom!

The violent explosion cleaved the high-rise building in half, and countless pieces of collapsed rubble rained down.

The flames, accompanied by a shockwave, shattered all the surrounding windows, and the enormous explosion seemed to herald the start of a grand spectacle.

The fighter jets flew low between the buildings, creating sonic booms loud enough to pierce eardrums. Their tails trailed billowing air currents as they swept directly over Alvin, causing visible air turbulence and sending cars flying from both sides of the street!

What's going on?!

Alvin was completely dumbfounded and speechless.

He had traveled through time several times and was quite experienced, but this was the first time he had ever been hit by a Sidewinder Missile at point-blank range right at the start of the game!

In the sky, closely following behind was a formation of fighter jets roaring past.

Above the vast city, a formation of several fighter jets behind them relentlessly pursued the aircraft in front, the trails of tracer bullets streaking across the sky!

Goodness gracious, what kind of world is this? They're going all out right from the start!

Alvin was a little stunned. The start of games was usually quite mild, but this time he was a bit confused.

The fighter jets flying low over the city were clearly United States products, and the jets chasing them were also United States. The two groups of jets were locked in combat; could it be an internal conflict?

Could it be some kind of low-tech world?

Alvin frowned. If that were really the case, then there was no need for him to waste his time.

Damn, I posted it too early. My brain was a bit foggy after typing it, so I didn't see it clearly.