The Impostor and the Young C'tan

Big is good, and more is beautiful. Nearly every race agreed with that, and they had all built war wonders of their own.

As a true celestial weapon, the World Engine might level an entire star system if it were brought to full power. But Hogg was here, so that kind of ridiculous scenario wouldn't happen.

Even from a great distance, while still aboard the ship, Hogg had caught the scent of a C'tan Shard. Drawing on his years of experience devouring shards, he could tell that the one inside the engine had a novel smell. It seemed to be an unfortunate C'tan he hadn't eaten before.

A colossal beast with a flashy design like Hogg's attracted all kinds of ground fire the moment it appeared. But his dimensional shields kept the anti-aircraft fire from harming him in the slightest. Some Necron fighters, on the other hand, weren't quick enough to dodge and were caught in friendly fire.

Pulled by gravity, Hogg picked up speed as he plunged into the atmosphere. The gun barrels that had grown from his body never stopped firing, and the Angel and the others inside the gate were completely caught up in the game, gripping their controllers and refusing to let go.

The Angel, who had once scoffed at games, suddenly found this one pretty interesting. No wonder even the Emperor was hooked on them, becoming an anthropomorphic tyrant who loved nothing more than opening blind boxes in person.

"Boom!"

Speed was power. The moment Hogg, weighing a thousand tons, hit the ground, a massive explosion blasted the Necron army that had been trying to encircle him on the spot.

There was no need for a set attack route. Blackwatch had its own unique approach to colossal celestial weapons: find a spot, burrow straight down,