Alvin Valshius, Forge Master of Mars Is Going to Skin You Alive!

The Lion King gazed at the Chaos Legion in the distance and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "What a waste! Good thing those ships aren't the Imperium's. If you keep building ships like that, the Forge Master of Mars will skin you alive and turn you into a Servitor Skull!"

Wasn't he a reckless spendthrift?!

Who had ever seen several hundred Chaos Battleships used as disposable weapons, hurled straight into an enemy legion?

Even if they were all Strike Cruisers, they were still far from cheap. The Chaos Marshal Abaddon would probably be wincing over the loss for quite some time.

Chaos couldn't build Battleships on its own. Most of its ships came from deals with the Dark Adeptus Mechanicus, and maintaining them was a huge expense too. Don't think a few hundred Strike Cruisers were insignificant—that was already a major asset for the Black Legion. They'd have to plunder thousands of wealthy Hive Worlds just to pay the Dark Adeptus Mechanicus for their losses!

And now they were gone just like that.

Alvin's "Battleship Summoning Technique" had opened the eyes of everyone, from Chaos to the Imperium's Tech-Priests!

So this was another way to use Battleships?!

Extravagant! Absurdly extravagant!

Angron?

Forget a Daemon Prince—even if a few more Daemon Princes showed up, they still wouldn't survive several hundred Chaos Strike Cruisers raining down on them!

In the blink of an eye, enormous light blotted out the sky and swallowed the entire battlefield. Terrifying sonic booms drowned out every other sound. The ships' engines exploded at temperatures of tens of thousands of degrees, vaporizing every living thing within hundreds of kilometers—including the Bloodbeasts and the Chaos Legion.

Visible shockwaves swept in every direction like a tsunami. Under the immense impact, the ground seemed to collapse, exposing the magma beneath.