Trap!

The position held by the Iron Warriors Legion, along with its Heavy Weaponry, was blasted back into the Warp by a single shot from the Dominator Overlord.

With the enemy guns no longer suppressing them, the Astra Militarum, equipped with excellent gear and well-trained in combat, quickly opened a route to link up with the Holy Terra Legion.

But that didn't mean the fighting was over.

Deep within the distant Warp Rift, a torrent of Khorne Daemons swept forth, bringing a stench of sulfur and rust. Like a blood sea breaking through a dam, they slammed into the Imperial defenses with a frenzied will to crush everything in their path!

The Iron Warriors Legion's heavy artillery had already plowed over this place countless times. The bunkers were shattered and the trenches had collapsed. All that remained was a jagged low wall built from twisted metal, chunks of concrete, and the corpses of soldiers.

"For the Emperor! For Holy Terra!"

The Sixth Army of the Holy Terra Legion had become the final frontline. Using the corpses of their comrades and the shattered bunkers as cover, they let out hoarse, nearly strangled cries.

"Do not retreat!"

The Commissar stood atop the low wall, shooting down Daemons with his Hellgun. His face was already caked in blood and grime, making him impossible to recognize. Only his greatcoat, the mark of a Commissar, and the banner held high proved that the legion was still here—that they had not withdrawn!

They were still fighting for the Emperor!

The Astra Militarum forces from Alert Star had arrived to reinforce them, guided by the Lion King's precise orders.

Compared with Alvin's Holy Terra Legion, the Astra Militarum troops, tempered by blood and fire on Alert Star, were clearly more professional, more ruthless, and more composed.

Amid the