Chapter 97
Hearing Angela's words, Xiao Huasheng finally smiled with relief.
Chapter 65: Do you think I look like a human or Yellow Skin? [1 update]
Buzz.
Just then, the Ultramarines' warship, along with two other Imperial Navy warships, arrived here from the Warp.
They were greeted by a truly horrifying scene upon their arrival.
The colossal Battle Moon created by the Orks is slowly disintegrating, turning into debris in this starry sky.
The Garden World planet, from which the distress call originated, was also deathly silent, its color scheme a somber gray.
Even if corrupted by Slaanesh, it shouldn't be this color.
Moreover, the ecosystem on this planet has quietly died out, devoid of any life, just like most planets in this universe, lifeless and silent.
Upon witnessing this bizarre scene, even the most seasoned Ultramarines warrior couldn't help but swallow hard.
Just then, the ship's detectors sent a signal.
"There is also a biological reaction on it."
"What?"
The captain quickly looked over and saw, through the high-resolution lens, Xiao Huasheng Sheng waving at them naked.
Upon witnessing this scene, the Astartes exchanged bewildered glances.
"Phew, looks like I won't need to come looking for you guys, playing such extreme games." Xiao Huasheng couldn't help but smile.
She glanced at the Queen of Hatred and Reni, and patted their heads.
The abomination nestled obediently beside her, speaking in a manner that would almost make Xiao Huasheng blush, "Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, I just eliminated so many evil spirits again!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Huasheng instinctively sensed that something was amiss.
Could it be that the Queen of Hatred has destroyed something she considers evil again?
We can only pray that those who were taken out didn't suffer too much.
Regardless, the Queen of Hatred is quite adorable; even just petting her blue hair brings a sense of comfort.
Of course, this is on the premise that the Queen of Hatred doesn't suddenly transform and activate her Super Transformation on the spot.
Even when she was still a cute and pretty young girl, she remained very friendly.
He touched the Queen of Hatred's chin again, and she really clung to Xiao Huasheng like a kitten.
Seeing this, Reni couldn't help but mutter something under her breath.
"The boss and Abomination Sauce have such a good relationship."
"It's a case of 'no fight, no friendship'," Xiao Huasheng said, surprised that she had actually won over the Queen of Hatred.
This was not her original intention, but strange and unexpected things always happen in life.
Xiao Huasheng had no choice but to accept this outcome.
It's hard not to say that the reunion of the three was the result of the Yellow Skin's efforts. Xiao Huasheng simply couldn't believe that in this vast universe, they could all be together by such a coincidence.
Xiao Huasheng leaned against the porthole, gazing thoughtfully at the deep space before her.
"But then again, we've actually arrived here..."
Looking out the porthole at the countless stars, those lonely stars that weren't even named 'Earth'.
Accompanying the feeling of loneliness was an extraordinary sense of mission.
Facing this starry sky, she always felt she had to do something, and she absolutely had to do something.
But it seems that no matter what we do, we can't change the outcome...
Beneath this dark depths of space, everything seemed utterly meaningless.
But before Xiao Huasheng could fully appreciate this vast expanse of space, Astartes slowly approached her.
The Ultramarines called out to her, getting her attention.
"A living saint"
Xiao Huasheng turned around.
"What's wrong?"
Before long, the Space Marines stated his request, slowly explaining it to Xiao Huasheng.
"The mortals on Holy Terra are now powerless to resist the Orks invasion. According to my brother's last words, the Orks have already reached their doorstep."
"Forehead..."
Upon seeing Xiao Huasheng's expression, the Ultramarines almost spoke.
"From both a moral and rational standpoint, we all need to save Holy Terra; it is both our mission and our necessary action."
Even the Ultramarines couldn't help but feel a pang of irritation when facing the mortals of the current Human Imperium, Holy Terra.
However, the holy code has stipulated that the Astartes can no longer directly interfere in human affairs; humanity must rely on its own abilities to move forward.
How could mortals possibly manage such a vast Imperium? Throughout history, there have been many stories of high-ranking lords who died from exhaustion without ever completing their administrative tasks.
If the current leaders of the Human Imperium were still these superhumans, perhaps they wouldn't be so powerless against the attacks of the Orks war.
After a thousand years of peace, Human Imperium have become corrupt and decadent.
Some have even gone so far as to propose disarming all Astartes troops.
Faced with this peaceful situation, many Astartes also felt that it was the right thing to do.
There is an inherent divide between ordinary people and superhumans; even superhumans can be used as bargaining chips in political negotiations...
Now, no amount of political negotiation will make a difference.
The violence of alien races has now truly reached the minds of humans.
Humanity is now reflecting on this again.
How violent and power-worshipping was the universe in the past?
Ultimately, verbal skills must be built upon solid physical strength.
Under the leadership of mortals, this premise clearly becomes powerless when facing truly formidable enemies.
"Then what are we waiting for... take me there." Xiao Huasheng said after hearing the news.
The main reason was that she felt that if she didn't see the Yellow Skin again, Yellow Skin might continue to harass her.
Yellow Skin can open portals to the Foundation World without Reality Stabilization Anchor, who knows what other methods they might have up their sleeves.
Not to mention, the Foundation also houses a Warp portal.
Xiao Huasheng finally understood: these people really enjoyed conscripting men!
After a thousand years of peace, the Holy Terra has been established.
Humanity once again faced the baptism of war from an alien race.
After the Queen of Hatred defeated the Orks battle planet that was heading to Holy Terra, many more greenskins appeared in the Solar System, near the human home planet Holy Terra.
Meanwhile, the human fleet directly confronted the Orks in the asteroid belt of the Solar System, and the battle raged fiercely.
Ultimately, the war against the two Orks Battle Moon ended in a disastrous defeat, with the annihilation of the human main fleet and the destruction of one Battle Moon.
The Orks Battle Moon has once again appeared on Holy Terra.
Chapter 66: The War of Beasts [2 Updates]
But the Orks didn't rush to attack the humans. Instead, they enjoyed watching these little creatures run around at their feet, clearly knowing where they were.
This is the place where the human 'God of War'— the Emperor —lives.
Faced with this figure who was almost identical to Gork and Mork in the eyes of the Orks, the Orks unexpectedly showed him a little respect.
Of course, that's all.
The greenskins will soon destroy this planet in retaliation for the humans' slaughter of the Orks thousands of years ago.
... Perhaps it's hatred.
The Greenskins themselves couldn't remember if that was the real reason; they just made up a random excuse and marched here, right up to the Emperor Man.
In front of these shrimps, it displays an extremely blasphemous side.
The Adeptus Mechanicus on Mars is ready to flee with the Mars and has refused to offer any assistance to Terra.
The high lords of Terra cursed the Mechanicus' betrayal in fury, but they were powerless to do anything about it.
The Mars fleet had long since withdrawn from orbit, leaving only a cold echo in the communications, "May Omnissiah protect you... if He wills so."
Even the Adeptus Mechanicus couldn't stand the foolish things these mortal nobles were doing.
Seeing their allies preparing to flee, the humans on Terra could do nothing but curse them.
However, during the previous Great Rebellion, the Adeptus Mechanicus was nearly wiped out by the Human Imperium.
No wonder they wanted to run away.
Holy Terra is now like a delicate young girl, her doors wide open to the Orks, completely unguarded.
The next moment, they'll be covered in wounds.
In fact, the Orks did just that.
The sky Holy Terra was stained with an ominous color.
The Battle Moon, cobbled together from scrap metal and savage technology, hung outside the atmosphere.
On the streets of the palace district, people scattered and fled like a swarm of startled insects.
Even worse, some people ended their own lives in despair.
The greenskins enjoyed it all, just as humans had done to them a thousand years ago.
The arbitrators from the Ministry of Justice did their best to maintain order, using the roar of guns and the crackling of electric batons to drive away the out-of-control crowd, but it was all in vain.
Whenever someone looks up at the sky and sees that Battle Moon cobbled together from scrap metal, junk, and Orks technology, fear will once again sweep over them.
Screams, shoving, stampeding—the social order of Terra is collapsing.
The nobles hid in their magnificent palaces, praying for the Emperor's protection, but their servants had already scattered and fled.
The priests of the Ecclesiarchy knelt before the broken icons, reciting prayers that no one would listen to anymore.
Meanwhile, the mobs at the bottom of the hive took the opportunity to loot shops and burn churches, as if in a doomsday carnival.
This chaos revealed the full spectrum of human nature.
In the midst of a thousand years of peace, many have forgotten.
Chaos is one of the main themes of the human race.
This is something no one can avoid.
Only strong measures can unite people's hearts and minds to fight against foreign enemies.
But clearly, the current management of Holy Terra is completely incapable of doing this.
The two high lords were observing this scene.
Merchant fleet representative Yuskinna Tour stood on her private viewing platform, overlooking the burning streets of Terra.
A slight smile played on her lips, not out of pity, but because of opportunity.
The merchant fleet's armed convoy is anchored in near-Earth orbit, laden with private soldiers and heavy equipment—this was supposed to be Terra's defense line, but now, it obeys only her orders.
"The Imperial Navy is finished," she said softly. "The crushing defeat in the asteroid belt of the Solar System reduced their fleet to less than one-tenth."
Beside her, Pope Elikate Meslin, the representative of the Ecclesiarchy, stroked his gilded scepter, his cloudy eyes gleaming with calculation.
"The people need faith, they need strength," he whispered, his voice like the hiss of a venomous snake. "And right now, the Imperial Navy can't give them that sense of security."