Razorwing attack aircraft took the lead, flying in a dazzling array of trajectories.
To carry out harassing attacks, further disrupting the already vulnerable air defense system of the " Song Offering," and creating opportunities for bombers.
Four Voidraven bombers split into two groups, under the cover of Razorwing attack aircraft.
Heading straight for two key strategic objectives: the shield generator located on top of the hull and the main propulsion engine group at the stern.
The bomb bay on the belly of the Voidraven bomber opened, and one after another, armor -Melta missiles painted in a stark white color were launched.
It accurately hit two targets, causing the massive body of the Song Offering to tremble violently.
The colossal vessel came to a halt at this moment, transforming into a giant beast paralyzed in the void, left to be torn apart by bloodthirsty pirates.
Pirate Lord Valak watched the tragic state of the Song Offering on the monitor screen and let out a gleeful laugh.
"Boarding team, move out!"
"Remember what I said: the more vivid the pain, the longer and more delicious it will be."
Several Impaler-class Assault Boat, with twisted shapes resembling enlarged insect torsos, were ejected from the Wailing Corridor.
They spewed eerie green plasma tail flames from their tails, moving so fast that they left only a blurry afterimage on the sensor.
It crashed straight into the hull of the Song Offering," and the Melta Cutter at the bow of the airship went into overdrive.
They cut holes in the hull, each gushing out molten red metal.
The Drukhari's mobile forces launched the first attack.
Ten Reaver Jetbike glided at high speed along the massive outer surface of the " Song Offering.
They constantly harassed and distracted the crew members near the deck who were trying to organize an internal defense.
At the same time, sophisticated scanners were used to mark key passageways inside the transport ship in preparation for the subsequent boarding maneuver.
Twenty Hellions, riding on anti-gravity skateboards as if riding the winds of death, were the first to swarm in through the gap opened by the intruder's airship.
They split into two groups, one of which, with sharp battle cries, charged straight at the defensive line established by the Astra Militarum company in the main cargo hold passage.
The other group split up, attacking and harassing the secondary passages and cabins guarded by Kerry's private guards.
The core of the Hellions's tactics is speed and chaos.
They never lingered in combat, relying on the incredible maneuverability of their skateboards to navigate the narrow corridors.
He launched Lightning -fast attack with Splinter Pistol and a poisoned blade in his hand, then quickly disengaged.
Panic and chaos spread to every corner of the ship.
Immediately following, 50 fully armed members of the Kabal boarded the Song Offering from the intruder airship.
They were well-trained, and some of them continuously used Splinter Rifle to suppress the Astra Militarum company, clearing a safe passage for the following troops.
Another part formed assault teams and advanced deeper into the ship along the path marked by the Hellions.
The neurotoxin crystals fired from their Splinter Rifle are not immediately fatal, but they can cause excruciating pain, like the tearing of nerves.
The bullets inflict extreme pain, rendering the victim unable to fight and turning them into lambs to the slaughter.
Because of these most perverted and fanatical SM enthusiasts in the entire Warhammer universe.
His entire life was dedicated to tormenting and killing other living beings and absorbing the energy of pain.
Many of their attacks are not fatal; they only cause more intense pain.
This way, a large number of live slaves can be captured after each battle.
If you accidentally fall into their hands, hehe.
They will face endless torture, rape, and finally, skinning and eating.
You should also pray that they do it in this order.
And at this moment, the most terrifying hunters also make their appearance.
A small squad of Wych, the most fanatical worshippers of pain and sadistic artists under Valak's command.
Like hunters gliding into the shadows, they rapidly infiltrated the mid-levels of the ship, following the route provided by the mobile force.
Their targets were clear: the disorganized guards or the communications and engineers who were repairing the systems.
And any panicked attempts to escape or reinforce small groups of crew members.
These crew members, who were once familiar with every path, now found themselves in the deadliest trap.
An elite squad of Kabalite Warrior, led by an adjutant personally appointed by Valak, sets their sights on the bridge.
That was the ship's nominal command center.
The passageway to the bridge had become a bloody meat grinder, where Kerry's heavily hired guards, clad in splendid Power Armour, fought desperately alongside the Combat Servitor unleashed by the Tech-Priest.
Laser beams clashed with venomous crystal fragments, Chainsword collided with battle blades, and people fell every second.
The Drukhari warriors are ruthless and efficient; it's only a matter of time before they break through the final barrier.
While the Song Offering was focused on the bridge defense battle,
More Kabal warriors, supported by Hellions and Reaper squads, launched an attack on the Astra Militarum company.
The main cargo hold, guarded by the Astra Militarum, not only stored important supplies but also served as the living quarters for servants and slaves.
The Astra Militarum displayed the resilience befitting the cornerstones of the Imperium, fiercely fighting back from makeshift fortifications.
Even a small squad of Sisters of Battle, originally responsible for maintaining the spiritual purity of the ship's crew and belonging to the Ecclesiarchy monastery.
At that moment, they unhesitatingly picked up their Boltgun, shouted their oath to the Emperor, and joined the battle.
The nuns' fervent faith and superb combat skills temporarily halted the Drukhari's offensive.
However, under the pirates' firepower coming from all directions, the Astra Militarum's defenses, lacking unified command and fighting independently, were slowly disintegrated and began to collapse.
Just as this defensive line was about to collapse and the Drukhari were about to completely take control of the main cargo hold.
Even worse news reached the bridge.
"Bridge! Bridge! This is the lower cargo hold monitoring station!"
Something terrible has happened! There's a group of Chaos traitors in the lower cargo hold, and they've taken advantage of the chaos to perform an evil ritual!
A monster has been summoned!
Kerry slumped in his captain's chair, the last trace of color draining from his face upon hearing the news.
Isolde grabbed the communicator abruptly and demanded in a shrill voice:
" Chaos? Summoning? Explain yourself! What exactly are these things?!"
A more terrified, almost distorted voice came from the other end of the communication:
"Yes, it's blue demons, a lot of them, twisted, constantly screeching and deforming blue demons!"
There were also wizards dressed in robes, their bodies wreathed in evil flames!
They are followers of the Lord of Change!
" Lord of Change." Isolde felt a wave of dizziness and barely managed to stand by holding onto the control panel.
The Drukhari's raids were already a nightmare, and now the Warp Daemon are having their own revelry?
How many misfortunes will this ship endure?
Kerry, as if suddenly grasping at a straw, shouted hoarsely:
"Demons? Shouldn't demons be corrupting the Aeldari? Aren't they their mortal enemies?!"
As if heaven had answered his naive fantasy, another report came through the communication.
This time, there was a hint of relief, as if he had escaped death:
"Captain, good news!"
The imprisoned Ogryn somehow managed to break free of their cages!
They're fighting the Chaos Traitors and those blue monsters!
The Ogryn gained the upper hand; their strength was truly terrifying, and many of the monsters were smashed to pieces.
"Alright, alright, let them fight!"
Kerry burst into tears of joy, shouting incoherently.
Otto then agreed with a hint of flattery:
"Your Excellency is wise! Those Ogryn are of low intelligence; the demons' convoluted tricks are completely useless against them."
However, just minutes later, before Kerry and his companions could even breathe a sigh of relief, another, even worse piece of news arrived.
The communication came from a stronghold near the main cargo hold that had not yet fallen completely, and the reporter's voice was filled with despair.
"This is bad, Captain! A large number of Genestealer have appeared on the lower decks."