Green beams of light were flying all over the sky, and Transport Aircraft and landing craft were intercepted by the firepower of Necrons.
Despair once again spread throughout Hive City.
A large number of Necron Warrior were knocked down at every moment, and then disappeared in the green light under the influence of the recycling protocol.
However, the strength of Imperium's troops is constantly declining.
Lamenters, which suffered the largest loss, has already lost Battle-Brother, which is close to one Company.
Deathwatch's casualties were similar.
The Iron Dragons who arrived last suffered the least losses, but there were also more than a dozen Battle-Brother who were beaten to ashes by Necrons's Gauss Weapon.
These ten people even include one and a half Terminator Squad.
They have the thickest armor and separate shields, so they charge at the most dangerous positions on the front.
But even though their Terminator Armour uses a lot of Men of Iron technology and new materials developed by Vulkan, it still cannot survive the intensive firepower of Necrons.
A few people died from Phase Weapon's chops, and more died from Hatefire Pistol in the hands of Six-Marked Destroyer.
These crazy Necrons used Phase Teleportation to appear directly in the front line.
Each robot hand holds a Hatefire Weapon.
A strange surprise attack coupled with an instantaneous burst of intensive firepower can instantly turn a Iron Dragons soldier wearing the new Terminator Armour into ashes.
As for the Mortals troops, almost all the Krieg people have been wiped out.
Only a few soldiers with mutilated limbs were left, seeking their own salvation amidst groans of pain.
And Cadians has less than one company left.
The battle on the ground almost took a turn for the worse, plunging into the abyss of despair.
Tomb Blades is flying everywhere in the sky of Hive City, chasing transport vehicles that try to escape the atmosphere of Planet.
Imperium's fighter force has been completely wiped out, and Night Scythe fighter planes are flying across the sky wantonly, as if laughing at their failure.
As for the track, Imperial Fleet struggled to rely on Executioner-class and Necrons to fight continuously.
But in fact, 70% of the attacks launched by Imperial Fleet were dodged, and the remaining 30% were completely unable to cause effective damage. Iron Dragons had to control Executioner-class to protect those Imperial Ships as much as possible with huge hull side shields.
Intense bursts of attacks can occasionally hit these Necrons battleships that move at an amazing speed and flexibility, but only occasionally cause small explosions in the gunfire.
"What is this?"
Nehka Menach stood on her Catacomb Command Barge, the green light in her hollow eye sockets shrinking.
In the dilapidated Hive Settlement, a strange gray mist spread everywhere, seeming to be shrouding everything, and the source of the gray mist seemed to come from the large crater left by the previous destruction of the building.
Nehka Menach could see the energy flowing in these gray fogs.
Mol·Thorn led a small team of Lamenters and several tall cousins of Steel Sky Chapter to carefully cover a group of Mortals civilians who could not escape as they shuttled through the extremely complex and broken Hive Settlement.
These people are civilians from the outer nest Industrial Zone. They should have evacuated this area long ago.
However, Planetary Governor sealed the high wall of the inner nest in advance and allowed them to evacuate by themselves through the take-off and landing points of the outer nest.
But in fact, Necrons had already cut off many passages to the outer nest at that time, and the take-off and landing area was a key target of attack.
Most of the civilians who went to evacuate died under Gauss Beam.
The remaining people had no place to hide and could only tremble in nearby buildings.
Necrons sealed the sky and they couldn't escape. These Mortals at least shouldn't die now.
Although the team was broken up, they were still fighting.
Unless they all sacrifice, neither Iron Dragons nor Lamenters can tolerate these innocent Mortals dying in front of them.
However, as the team continued to move, the surrounding environment gradually became weird.
"Ho, ho."
"Bang, bang."
The air echoed with restless gasps and the muffled sound of Power Armour colliding with the ground.
"Sir, where is this? We can't see anything clearly."
The Mortals civilians following the team were panting violently. Astartes's movement speed was so amazing that even the well-trained Astra Militarum found it difficult to cooperate, let alone a group of civilians.
Mol·Thorn and others were already moving at an almost strolling speed, but such intensity of movement was really unacceptable to civilians.
They have tried their best to follow these Angels of the Emperor in order to survive.
Yet even so they can still be a little out of touch from time to time.
They could still see the road clearly when they were avoiding the close pursuit of Necrons before, but after following these Angels of the Emperor all the way back into the inner nest area that they had never been qualified to set foot in, the surroundings began to be filled with gray mist, which made them unable to see the road clearly, and they were also worried that they would lose those Angels of the Emperor.
A Iron Dragons soldier suddenly jumped out of the mist, and then carefully looked at the faces of these Mortals.
"Hmm, it doesn't look like there are signs of corruption, huh?"
Through the reflection of Mortals's pupils, he saw a strange scenery. The surrounding area was gray and white, as if he was in a thick fog.
Then the soldier immediately realized something. He first checked the surrounding environment values, and after confirming that all data were normal, he reached out and took off his helmet.
"How could this happen?"
The sky was full of gray fog surging around, and the visibility was only two or three meters.
Even with the eyesight of a demigod, his vision is not much better.
He curiously stretched out his hand and waved it violently in the air. With the powerful force, he waved out a strong wind.
However, regular fog should be dispersed if stirred by hand, but this gray fog floats at a fixed distance like a solid substance.
Somewhat puzzled, he put his helmet back on, and the surrounding scenery changed instantly.
The gray fog in the sky seemed to be completely non-existent, and everything around was clearly visible, including the wide Hive City Avenue, collapsed buildings, and various scattered debris and wreckage.
Several brothers not far away were standing there looking at him.
"What happened?"
"You pick..."
"Brothers, we have to keep moving forward. This place is too empty. If we are discovered by Necrons's air units, I'm afraid these Mortals will definitely die."
The voice of Mol·Thorn came, interrupting the Iron Dragons soldier who was just about to speak.
"Sir, something is wrong around us. The strange fog has obscured everything, and the vision of those Mortals has been obscured."
Chapter Master, Iron Dragons who are allies still respect Lamenters's Chapter Master.
"What are you talking about?"
"Take off your helmet, my lord."
"What do you mean...The Emperor Above?"
Mol·Thorn responded to his cousin's words with some confusion and took off his helmet.
The white scene around him was a little confusing to him.