Upon hearing this news...
Dominic breathed a long sigh of relief.
My tense nerves finally relaxed.
Ragnar is dead.
This brief nightmare, which had caused him considerable mental and physical torment, was finally over.
He looked up and gazed out the bridge window.
In the pitch-black space, the warships of the human fleet still flashed their lights.
Although the Anna has been captured, the Orks ' main fleet is still approaching the Carl II System.
The war is far from over.
But at least they won the first stage.
Dominic took a deep breath and straightened his back.
He walked to the central control console on the bridge.
All the officers and soldiers stopped what they were doing and watched him silently.
Their eyes were filled with admiration and trust.
This young major general did not back down or give up in the most critical moment.
With his courage and perseverance, he led them to victory in this difficult battle.
Dominic looked around and said in a loud and firm voice:
"Soldiers! I am Dominic Ventria!"
"I now declare that I am safe! The Gemstone is safe!"
" The Orks warlord, the Ragnar, has been eliminated by us!"
"But the war is not over yet; the Orks ' main fleet continues its charge!"
" The Imperium's territory still awaits our protection!"
"I order! All troops, maintain battle formation!"
"Prepare for the enemy's attack!"
"For the Emperor!"
"For humanity!"
"For the Emperor!!!"
"For humanity!!!"
The soldiers cheered when they heard that Dominic was safe.
The previously low morale was instantly ignited.
A renewed fighting spirit ignited on everyone's face.
Dominic looked at the loyal soldiers before him, his eyes hardening with unwavering resolve.
He will no longer allow anyone to make meaningless sacrifices.
He would use his own strength to protect this fleet.
Protect everything he carries on his shoulders.
Just as Dominic was picking himself up again...
In a hidden maintenance tunnel on the Gemstone.
Lynn is moving forward quickly.
He was leaving the Gemstone and heading to the Carl II.
The main force of the Orks will arrive there in less than half an hour.
He must prepare for battle before that.
Just then...
A cold, impersonal system notification suddenly rang in his mind.
[Ding! The system has detected an update in the status of target two ( Sorine Wimlot).]
[Added new romanceable targets]
[Strategy Rewards: Random Tyranids gene fragment x1, Psychic Power Affinity +5%, Physical Fitness +20%]
Lynn's steps abruptly stopped.
A look of extreme astonishment appeared on his face.
"?"
He wondered if he had misheard.
The system has added a new romanceable target?
Or is she a potential romance target for Sorine?
To let him manipulate his chosen target to seduce another person?
Isn't this just letting him cheat on himself?!
Lynn's lips twitched involuntarily.
He had always thought that this system was just an ordinary strategy guide system.
I never expected it to have such a bizarre habit.
but...
Lynn stroked his chin.
He never had those kinds of feelings for Sorine.
The system lets her seduce other people and get rewards, so it doesn't seem like a bad thing.
Lynn shrugged indifferently.
He opened the system interface, wanting to see this new target.
When he saw the name on the interface.
Lynn's pupils dilated instantly.
[ Dominic Ventria ]
These words appeared prominently in the very center of the system interface.
The photo was accompanied by a picture of Dominic in military uniform.
The photo shows Dominic, young and handsome, with a determined gaze, exuding both aristocratic pride and military fortitude.
Lynn: "..."
His feelings right now are very complicated.
He had just been thinking to himself that it wasn't so bad to let Sorine pursue other people.
And that's how the system pulled this stunt on him.
Should Sorine be sent to seduce Dominic?
Lynn rubbed his forehead.
He suddenly realized that there might be something that could be used to exploit the system's perverse humor.
The cold Warp airflow swept past the shuttle's porthole, condensing into a thin layer of frost on the glass.
Lynn leaned back in his chair, the surface of his purple bio-armor gleaming faintly.
He propped his head up with one hand, mentally outlining the upcoming battle plan.
The main force of the Orks fleet will arrive at the Carl II Space Station in less than twenty minutes.
The human fleet's current advantage is largely due to the use of the Carl II as a shield.
If Carl II is captured by the Orks, they will have lost their greatest terrain advantage.
Although the Gemstone has been out of danger, the situation is uncertain once it loses the protection of the Carl II.
"The swarm probes have been deployed and are transmitting real-time data back to the Orks fleet." Rena's cool voice entered Lynn's mind through the telepathic link.
While humans and Orks were locked in fierce battle, the Rena Swarm was also busy.
She sent large numbers of Tyranids to attach themselves to floating meteorites and debris in space when the Orks fleet passed through these areas.
The Tyranids would then take the opportunity to gather information or attach themselves to the ships.
Every detail of the entire battlefield was clearly presented in Lynn's mind under this comprehensive surveillance.
"Very good," Lynn responded in his mind.
"Focus on monitoring the command structure and formation changes of the Orks Fleet."
" Ragnar is dead, and their Waaagh Field should have collapsed. Large-scale chaos and infighting are imminent."
"We can use this opportunity to concentrate our firepower on their vanguard."
This is a characteristic ingrained in the genes of Orks.
When a powerful warboss dies, the Waaagh Field that supports the entire tribe will instantly collapse.
Without a spiritual leader and the support of power, the Orks will immediately descend into chaos, with various leaders fighting each other for the new leadership position.
The once unified fleet will fall apart and become a disorganized mess.
This is why humans often use decapitation tactics when fighting the Orks.
Lynn firmly believed this.
He and Rena personally Annihilation Ragnar completely, leaving not even a single fragment of his genes behind.
No creature could survive such a terrifying Psychic Power collapse, let alone a Orks.
However, when the data transmitted back by the swarm probes appeared in Lynn's consciousness...
His brows furrowed sharply.
On the map in my mind, the red dots representing the Orks Fleet were densely packed, like a locust plague that blotted out the sky.
Just as Lynn had predicted, there was indeed a brief moment of chaos in the entire Orks fleet at the moment of Ragnar's death.
Many warships deviated from their course, and some even began firing on each other.
Yellow dots, representing internal strife, flashed continuously on the star map.
But this chaos lasted for less than ten minutes.
Ten minutes later, all the yellow dots disappeared.
The previously scattered Orks fleet has been reorganized into a battle formation.
The vanguard of dozens of cruisers and frigates were hurtling toward the Carl II Space Station at top speed.
The main fleet is also following up in an orderly manner.
There was no large-scale rout, and no prolonged internal strife.
Everything proceeded smoothly, just as Ragnar's death had no impact on them.
Something's not right.