Titans Enter the Fray

Necron Warriors's scream - if that could be called a scream - echoed in the communication channel, and then stopped abruptly.

Their consciousness, their memories, and their sixty-five million years of existence were all reduced to nothingness in that crack.

In Milky Way, on the surface of the planet where the warring parties are located, every corner is spraying flames of death.

Those artillery emplacements hidden in the mountains, those missile platforms disguised as meteorites, those turrets rising from the ground - all opened fire at the same moment.

The light rose from the surface, penetrated the atmosphere, penetrated the void, and converged into a destructive torrent.

The roar of artillery gradually became sparse.

Not because they stopped attacking, but because the heavy units are coming in.

Titan Legion begins airborne landing.

The huge transport ship shuttled among the wreckage of the Necrons fleet, dropping those divine machines on the ground.

The hatches of those transport ships slowly opened, and the sun shone from the hatches, illuminating the steel giants that had been sleeping for a long time.

Warhound-class Titan landed first.

That is the smallest model among the Titan Legion, only fifteen meters high, equipped with Volcano Cannon and Plasma Blastgun.

They have the fastest speed and the most powerful firepower. They are the scouts and quick reaction troops in the Titan Legion.

They landed on the ground, their huge footsteps shaking the earth. Their weapons began to warm up, and the light illuminated the surrounding ruins.

Reaver-class Titan follows closely behind.

Those thirty-meter-tall steel behemoths are equipped with Twin-linked Volcano Cannon, Gatling Blaster and Vortex Missile Launcher.

They are the backbone of the Titan Legion and the main assault unit on the battlefield.

Every step they take is solid, and every move makes the surrounding buildings tremble.

Warlord-class Titan begins to land.

Those fifty-meter-tall behemoths are one of Imperium of Man's most powerful war machines.

They are equipped with Inferno Cannon, Volcano Cannon, Laser Blaster Array and missile launchers, each of which is enough to fight an entire armored force alone.

They landed on the ground, their huge footsteps leaving deep footprints on the rocks, and the roar of their engines vibrated the surrounding air.

Finally, it's Imperator-class Titan.

The hundred-meter-tall steel giant is Imperium of Man's most powerful war machine, Adeptus Mechanicus's sacred object, and the incarnation of Omnissiah in Material Universe.

Every move it makes is accompanied by thunderous prayers, and every shot it fires is like a judgment from the gods.

It is surrounded by several layers of Void Shield, and those shields reflect colorful light in the sun.

Its weapon system is enough to destroy a city, and its power is enough to change the entire battle situation.

The origin of Titans can be traced back to Dark Age of Technology.

At that time, humans were able to build true divine machines.

Those steel behemoths were used to open up colonies, build interstellar Imperium, and fight against unknown terrors.

In the Great Crusade era, Adeptus Mechanicus rediscovered these ancient technologies and gave them religious significance.

Each Titans is regarded as the incarnation of Omnissiah, has been filled with the holy oil of Adeptus Mechanicus, and has undergone the most sacred awakening ceremony.

Driving a Titans requires dozens of well-trained captains.

There is the main driver responsible for control, the gunner responsible for the weapon system, the engineer responsible for the shield, and Tech-Priest responsible for the power core.

They connected with Machine Spirit of Titans through a thought synchronization device, integrating their will into this divine machine.

That feeling is like becoming a god.

At this moment, more than thirty Titans units are lined up on the battlefield.

Their engines are roaring, their weapons are preheating, and their Void Shields are shining with colorful light in the sun.

The scene was breathtakingly spectacular, and its momentum was enough to make any enemy tremble.

Adeptus Mechanicus's prayer echoed in the communication channel, "Omnissiah's anger turned into a body of steel.

The will of mortals carries the power of gods.

Machine God's blessings come to these sacred creations.

They walk on the earth like gods walking on the clouds.

They judge their enemies as the last day will judge all living beings."

Necrons's Titans is also waking up.

Those the Rock and Colossus broke out of the ground. Their shapes were not humanoid, but geometric, abstract, and inhuman.

Some are pyramid-shaped, with green energy lines flowing on the surface; some are Obelisk-shaped, surrounded by countless suspended runes; some are spherical-shaped, with a surface as smooth as a mirror, reflecting everything around it.

That is the legacy of C'tan, the eternal monument of Necrontyr, the inanimate divinity itself.

They don't need a driver, they don't need thinking synchronization, they don't need any mortal will.

They are alive in themselves, conscious in themselves, and masters of time and space.

Every move they make is accompanied by the light of dimensional jump, every attack they make carries the absolute technology of material reorganization, and every time they come, the surrounding air solidifies.

A pyramid-shaped Necrons Titans took the lead in attacking.

A ball of green energy condenses at its top, and that energy is rotating, compressing, and sublimating.

Then it shot out a beam of light. Wherever the beam passed, the void was distorted and matter was decomposed.

The beam hit a Reaver-class Titan and a Void Shield, and the shield tore like tissue paper in front of the beam.

The beam penetrated the Predator's armor, penetrated its internal structure, and exited from its back.

The Reaver Titan's engine stalled, its weapons misfired, and its body began to tilt before falling to the ground.

Human Titans began to fight back.

Imperator-class Titan's artillery roared, and the high-energy ray of Volcano Cannon drew a golden trajectory in the void, hitting a spherical Necrons Titans.

The surface of the sphere began to crack, and dark green energy seeped out from the cracks.

But it did not fall, its surface began to reorganize, and those cracks healed quickly through Living Metal's self-repair.

"Concentrate your firepower!"

Titan Legion's commander roared in the communication channel.