Chapter 89
There's absolutely no need to try and keep them.
The Star Chart is always providing guidance.
At this stage, Xiao Huasheng doesn't have a way to travel between stars, but with her ability to Reality Warping, she can easily find interstellar ships with this ability by teleporting.
If it doesn't work the first time, then just try a few more times.
But at worst, you can just keep going back to the Warhammer World; you'll always run into the Queen of Hatred eventually.
In the blink of an eye, she burst off the planet right in front of the Silent Orchestra and Slaanesh.
The Star Chart at this point is not pointing to the Queen of Hatred, but to a ship with interstellar travel capabilities.
Guided by the Star Chart, Xiao Huasheng arrived in outer space in no time.
High in orbit around the corrupted planet, the wreckage of an Imperium cruiser slowly rotates.
Its massive body was torn apart from the middle by some immense force, and its armor belts were shattered like bones gnawed by a wild beast.
Hundreds of kilometers of cables and pipes hung from the broken section of the ship's hull, drifting silently in the vacuum like torn intestines.
"Hmm?" Xiao Huasheng looked at the Star Chart in his hand with a strange expression.
After confirming that it was not broken, I continued the inspection.
Since this is what she's thinking, it must be a ship with interstellar travel capabilities.
Does it mean it needs internal repairs?
With this in mind, Xiao Huasheng walked around a few more times.
The cruiser's bridge remained relatively intact, but all the observation windows were shattered, forming countless dark, gaping mouths.
Through these gaps, one can see an eerie pinkish-purple light shimmering inside. The once solemn Imperium eagle emblem has been Distortion into a blasphemous form, with the eagle's wings transformed into alluring curves.
Dozens of bodies floated around the wreckage.
Some of them remained in the posture of struggling before death, while others curled up strangely, as if embracing some kind of invisible pleasure.
Most disturbingly, these corpses were all rotating in sync, having suffered the same tremendous force before their deaths.
Xiao Huasheng went inside to inspect.
Among the warship's weapon array, the barrels of several Macro-cannon were bent unnaturally, with crystalline purple crystals condensed at their muzzles.
In the most conspicuous spot of the wreckage, a line of frozen text was smeared with blood:
We will eventually rejoice.
Below this line of text, a figure dressed in a captain's uniform is nailed to an armor plate.
His limbs were stretched out at impossible angles, and his face was frozen in an expression that was a mixture of extreme pain and ecstasy.
On his chest, an Imperium Medal was carefully arranged in the shape of a heart.
It was clearly S-Sis's doing.
"What does this mean? Could it really be malfunctioning?" Xiao Huasheng couldn't help but shake the Star Chart in his hand, but the Star Chart just pointed straight at the ship in front of him.
This ship doesn't look like it can move at all.
Soon, she understood what the Star Chart was referring to.
The next moment, something unexpected happened.
Xiao Huasheng was only in a daze when the ship suddenly exploded!!
A massive celestial body appeared out of thin air and instantly sucked Xiao Huasheng into it.
"Waaagh!"
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Under this terrifying gravity, the Angel, who had been evaluating the ship's capabilities, was now...
It was instantly captured by this extremely powerful gravity.
She plummeted straight down beneath the moon.
At this moment, the Star Chart is pointing precisely at the Battle Moon, without the slightest deviation.
Xiao Huasheng seemed to know exactly what this Star Chart referred to.
She was like a tiny star, falling into the Battle Moon, unable to make a ripple.
That was a living celestial body.
It slowly emerged from the rift in space, its massive silhouette obscuring the light of the stars and casting a deathly shadow over the corrupting planet.
The Battle Moon is not merely a mechanical construct, but a war planet completely transformed by the green-skinned Orks. Its surface is covered with rough steel decks, massive arrays of turrets, and countless savage and rugged Orks buildings, making it a living war machine infused with Orks WAAAGH energy.
The Battle Moon the Queen of Hatred destroyed earlier was of this type.
But the Orks have more than one Battle Moon; they roam the stars and have long since become a terrifying Green Tide.
These creations could not possibly be destroyed unless by a decisive force.
It's getting closer.
The Battle Moon began adjusting its orbit, slowly approaching the corrupted planet.
Its gravitational field has begun to affect the surrounding space, and countless shattered shipwrecks are being pulled and falling toward its surface, like dust being swallowed by a giant beast.
Suddenly, countless abyss-like hatches cracked open on the steel surface of the Battle Moon, like a giant beast opening its bloody maw.
The next second--
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Millions of Orks drop pods rained down like a storm, each burning with raging green flames, leaving long trails as they crashed into the Slaanesh- corrupted world.
These rough metal hulls were covered in grotesque Orks graffiti. Before the hatches even hit the ground, they were kicked open by the brute force inside, and countless frenzied green-skinned Orks roared out, wielding crudely made but incredibly powerful weapons.
"For the sake of our Old Boss! Slaughter every last shrimp!"
The Battle Moon wasn't about conquest; it was purely about the thrill of battle.
The Orks had only come this far because they knew there was a planet inhabited by humans.
They came here to destroy this planet, solely because of the Orks' insatiable thirst for war.
But by sheer accident, his bad intentions turned into a good deed.
It crashed head-on into this planet that had already been corrupted by Slaanesh.
It doesn't care whether the world below has been corrupted by Chaos, nor how much Distortion pleasure exists there; it only cares about one thing:
Waaagh!
Their roars even penetrated the thin atmosphere, creating a strange resonance in space.
These Orks were not without order.
Their drop pods landed precisely on the most densely populated temples of pleasure, Distortion markets, and sanctuaries of the senses of Slaanesh devotees.
Those who were immersed in ecstasy and degenerate will be instantly crushed into mincemeat.
But in the center, none of the Slaanesh followers cared about the Orks invasion.
The stage was set up, and the Silent Orchestra waited quietly in the audience. The first to take the stage was the star of this performance, the one whose planet had been subjected to the ultimate demonic ascension.
An unknown newcomer was playing the piano with frenzied passion, never stopping even as his fingertips bled, all to bring the audience the ultimate experience.
Those Orks who shouted to get closer all succumbed to the joy the moment they approached the concert venue and exploded to their deaths.
The fact that this newly born Great Demon could kill Orks with a mental attack demonstrates his power.
Even the Silent Orchestra couldn't help but applaud, and the other Slaanesh followers thoroughly enjoyed the music.
S-Sis watched this scene with great interest; she also found these Orks quite amusing.
But the Orks wouldn't give up; they continued their attack.
At the highest peak of the Battle Moon.
On a steel throne made of scrap metal, warship wreckage, and enemy skulls, the Orks warlord Gu slowly rose.
It was more than thirty times larger than an ordinary Orks, its muscular body covered in rough but heavy armor, each plate inlaid with captured Imperium medals and Chaos spoils.
Its right arm was transformed into a giant cannon, with crooked kill counts engraved on the barrel, while its left arm was a buzzing power claw, its energy field constantly tearing through the surrounding air.
"Listen up, you lads!" Gu's voice, like thunder, boomed across the battlefield via the Battle Moon's broadcast system. "The shrimps on this planet have turned into a bunch of limp, pink-skinned monsters! But we don't care what they become—"
It grinned maliciously as it raised its power claws, pointing them directly at the corrupted world below.
"--Crush them all! WAAAGH!!!"
With its roar, the Battle Moon's main cannon finally charged, and a thick torrent of green energy shot out, piercing directly through the atmosphere of the Slaanesh planet.
The area hit instantly vaporized, rising into a massive mushroom cloud, and the shockwave swept across the entire continent.
Meanwhile, the Orks lads who had just landed, amidst this scene of destruction, began their favorite activity, laughing wildly—
Indiscriminate, indiscriminate mob rape!
The terrifying shockwaves reverberated indiscriminately in every corner, but at the very center of this nest city, an invisible energy shield blocked everything.
Clearly, this was S-Sis's doing.
Seeing that the concert was about to be disrupted by the Orks, S-Sis also showed a rare hint of anger.
Then a large number of Chaos ships emerged and rushed directly towards the Battle Moon, stopping the Orks from continuing to wreak havoc with their powerful main cannons.
This concert cannot be interrupted.
The arrival of the Orks undoubtedly disrupted S-Sis's plans to corrupt the sector.
The sacrifice has been made; all that's missing is a perfect performance!
It must not be destroyed like this.
On the other side.
Xiao Huasheng is currently plummeting uncontrollably towards the surface of the Battle Moon.
"Forget it." The thought of the Orks inevitably clashing with the Slaanesh demons made Xiao Huasheng lose all motivation to act.
The tone here is too grand, unlike when one or two entities occasionally escape from the Foundation and can be suppressed by force.
In Warhammer, battles rage on relentlessly, one after another.
So Xiao Huasheng simply stopped resisting and waited until the beating was over before doing anything else.
With a loud bang.
She crashed heavily into a mountain of scrap metal, raising a cloud of dust.
Before she could even get up, countless scarlet eyes lit up in the shadows around her.
"Hehe, look what I found! A red-haired shrimp!"
A dozen or so Orks mechanics surrounded them, their wrenches and welding torches crackling in their hands.
They grinned, revealing jagged fangs, their eyes gleaming with cruel curiosity.
After putting away the Star Chart midway through the process.
Xiao Huasheng simply lay motionless on the ground.
Destroy it, quickly.
Faced with a sleeping Angel, what will the Orks choose?
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The steel surface of the Battle Moon trembled, like a vast, living workshop.
The air was thick with the acrid smell of welding, the pungent odor of engine oil, and the distinctive stench of Orks mixed with the fermenting smell of fungi.
"Hurry! Hurry! My motorcycle has to be the most powerful!"
The green-skinned mechanics roared, brandishing wrenches and welding torches as they rummaged through mountains of scrap metal for parts.
Their "workshops" were hardly workshops at all; they were just flattened metal plains, littered with scattered armor plates, gun barrel wreckage, and engines salvaged from some unknown warship.