Chapter 587: Your savior has returned!

Warhammer Dream World, Imperium of Man territory, Damocles Gulf...

As a super interstellar civilization spanning more than half the galaxy, the Imperium of Man has far too many sectors. Unless it involves the Solar System or a frontline sector like the Great Rift at the center of the galaxy, even if a sector has been destroyed by xenos or natural disasters for decades or a century, the central government likely wouldn't even know, and naturally, it would be almost impossible to dispatch reinforcements.

But the Damocles Gulf is different.

This sector was attacked by xenos over thirty years ago. The xenos were a powerful force known as the Necrons. Even with a chapter of Ultramarines stationed there putting up a tenacious resistance, the entire sector gradually fell over the following thirty years. By a year ago, only two worlds remained holding out, but their total fall was only a matter of time.

The turning point came a year ago. A large number of Astra Militarum, veterans from various Space Marine chapters, Chapter Masters, as well as the Inquisition, Sisters of Battle, Adeptus Mechanicus Skitarii, Titan Legions... personnel arrived at one of the two remaining worlds.

Of course, accompanying them were large quantities of various xenos, including Eldar, Dark Eldar, Orks... wait, why are the Orks marching in formation? Two Tyranid bio-titans... no, why aren't the Tyranid bio-titans attacking humans, but instead fighting for them? And some unknown and known xenos; in short, they were all mixed together, and instead of killing each other, they were actually fighting in coordination with humans.

The Ultramarines stationed there were simply stunned!

Among the many original Space Marine legions, the Ultramarines' reputation has always been very good. The only thing people criticize is not the Ultramarines, but their Primarch, Roboute Guilliman. In many rumors, this Primarch is suspected of being "too good" to xenos.

Naturally, the Ultramarines could never admit to this, and they wouldn't mind using bullets to make anyone who said so shut up. As for what they thought in their hearts, no one knew, but... but!

No matter how good Roboute Guilliman is to xenos, it wouldn't reach the level of fighting alongside a hodgepodge of various xenos like this, would it?

But before the Ultramarines stationed there could question or protest, these newly arrived humans and xenos began searching the entire planet as if they had gone mad. They were even crazy enough to directly breach a Necron awakening tomb fortress, then searched every hidden spot within it and on the planet.

"The savior is missing! We came following the savior! It must be the Necrons who abducted the savior!"

This group told the Ultramarines this, and then they proved the truth of their words with their actions... This group of people and xenos launched a frenzied slaughter against the Necrons, driving the Necrons completely off the planet within a month, and then launched a wild offensive against the various fallen planets. Their posture left the Ultramarines dumbfounded.

This was no longer a fighting posture, but a desperate one. This bravery made the Ultramarines shout "loyalty," and the objects of this included the Eldar, Dark Eldar, and even the Orks...

The Ultramarine Captain stationed there felt he was going crazy. He had never imagined that one day he would think xenos were very "loyal."

Just as these Ultramarines were trying to figure out who this savior the fanatics spoke of was, something even more eye-popping happened...

Reinforcements arrived!?

And not just one or two, but a vast magnitude of reinforcements swarming in from surrounding sectors!

Within a year, a total of eighteen Astra Militarum and pilgrim mixed legions arrived, with a total population exceeding twenty billion!

Moreover, these eighteen legions all brought their own equipment, supplies, and transport ships, ready for combat the moment they arrived in the sector.

Then there were six Imperial Navy fleets, three of which actually came directly from under the High Lords of Terra, belonging to the direct combat forces of the High Lords Council, while the other three came from the Adeptus Mechanicus and naval families respectively.

Eight Sisters of Battle orders, over twenty Space Marine chapters, six Inquisition legions, three squads of Grey Knights, five Titan Legions...

That wasn't all; the truly heavyweight arrival came more than half a year later: a squad-level force from Terra...

Twenty Custodians and their paired Sisters of Silence!

What the hell!

Is this the Damocles Gulf sector!?

Are you sure this isn't some kind of defense of Terra battle!?

Or is the savior they speak of actually the Emperor reincarnated?

And this was only the human reinforcements; there were even more non-human xenos, including three groups of Orks of unknown origin who heard the call of war, and were then recruited by the Orks who followed Su Xing to the Damocles Gulf sector. They shouted the war cry of the Gork and Mork chosen, always rushing to the planets where the fighting was most intense. Their loyalty made most humans feel ashamed...

Then the most numerous and exaggerated arrivals were the Eldar. Three Eldar craftworlds were even moved directly into the Damocles Gulf sector. These Eldar were playing for real; they were no longer participating in the form of guerrillas or small squads, but fighting as entire clans—the kind where if they lose, the entire clan is finished!

Then, in just one year, six fallen worlds were retaken. The multi-party strategic situation in the Damocles Gulf sector indicated that the Necron offensive had been contained, and at the same time, they had lost the strategic initiative. The human side was rapidly achieving final victory in the Damocles Gulf sector.

But this was the Necrons after all, and it was a war of the Sautekh Dynasty, belonging to the Stormlord, one of the three Necron giants.

After being caught off guard, the Stormlord also realized the difference in the enemy. It activated higher-authority awakening protocols, waking up more slumbering Sautekh Dynasty warriors. Various high-level Necron creations followed, including larger-scale Necron space fleet groups, larger-scale folded-space assault armies, and larger-scale Necron conventional and unconventional tomb complexes...

The war intensity of the entire Damocles Gulf sector instantly increased tenfold. The entire sector turned into a chaotic mess. Every planet was plunged into gunfire, whether it was a fallen planet, a retaken planet, or even asteroid belts that were completely irrelevant before, and death worlds, etc., all became must-capture nodes for both sides at this moment.

Although the Necrons had no idea what was happening from start to finish, the Necron Stormlord, Imotekh the Stormlord, was a militant among the Necrons, and a famous war leader even before becoming a Necron. It feared no challenge, only that the war wouldn't be intense enough. This was exactly what it wished for; it was so excited that its soul was about to float out... if it truly had a soul.

The only thing that didn't make it very happy was that there didn't seem to be any true warriors on the enemy side. In this war, it had challenged dozens of powerful enemies in the noble way of the Necron aristocracy, but none of these enemies could rival it, and some didn't even possess the warrior spirit.

However, Imotekh itself didn't like the Necron warrior spirit very much, and such duels were actually just a diversion on the battlefield for it.

Its goal had always been simple: win this war, expand its power, and at the same time make its name resound throughout the galaxy, in order to seize the right to speak for the Necrons, especially to compete with its arch-rival, the true supreme lord of the Necrons, the Silent King!

At this moment, on the planet T'au III, a siege battle meticulously planned by the Stormlord was unfolding.

The Necrons possess technological strength far exceeding almost all current galactic races. Their weapons, armor, and vehicles are enough to crush any other race. At the same time, they possess dark technological means to manipulate space and time, especially within a single sector, where they can directly project troops to target locations through a means called phase shifting. Therefore, even if there are fewer Necrons now, under the Stormlord's strategic command, they can often form local superior forces to encircle and annihilate.

This is also the reason why the joint human and Eldar forces still haven't captured the entire Damocles Gulf sector in this year, and it even turned the Damocles Gulf sector into a meat-grinder battlefield.

T'au III is one of the two Forge Worlds in the Damocles Gulf sector, and it is also the only Forge World retaken by the human side so far. It can repair warships, weapons, armor, and vehicles, and under conditions of full production capacity, it can arm over a million Astra Militarum soldiers a day.

Therefore, the planet T'au III can be said to be a must-capture place for the Necrons and the joint human-Eldar forces.

Outside in space, the Necron fleet is fighting against three human naval fleets and one Eldar space fleet. On the ground, millions of Necron armies mixed with six awakening-level tomb complexes are besieging the main buildings of the Forge World. At the same time, the defenders of the Forge World include two Ultramarine companies, twelve Space Marine squads, over five million Astra Militarum soldiers, over one hundred thousand Sisters of Battle troops, and one Titan Legion.

But the firepower of the Necron army is too strong, especially the awakening-level tomb complexes, which are equivalent to firepower-enhanced Titans. A single Gauss cannon blast kills at least tens of thousands of Astra Militarum soldiers on the main building of the Forge World.

In this battle, the human side does not have the advantage, but is gradually falling into a disadvantage.

One-eyed Kaseya irritably tore off her eyepatch, and she roared in a hysterical voice: "It's right here! I can feel it, the savior, our master has descended, right here! I order you all, everyone charge out with me!"

In front of her was a group of Space Marines, either Chapter Masters or Ultramarine Captains, as well as several Ecclesiarchy priests, Adeptus Mechanicus Tech-Priests, and a Custodian wearing gold armor, two heads taller than the Space Marines.

They all looked at Kaseya with helpless eyes. This former Inquisitor, now self-proclaimed apostle of the savior, had gone crazy, or at least was not far from it, because this was the twentieth time she had shouted like this in the past year, and every time she took a large group of people to their deaths. Yet, she alone seemed to be truly favored by the gods; except for losing one eye, she was still alive and well until now.

If it weren't for the Custodians and Ecclesiarchy priests confirming her purity, she would have been burned as a heretic long ago.

"... Lady Kaseya, we understand your feelings, but now..." the Captain of the 9th Company of the Ultramarines said calmly.

Suddenly, at this moment, the huge awakening-level tomb complex closest to the Forge World exploded with a boom, a blade of light pierced the clouds, and at the same time, the thick clouds in the sky suddenly split open, and blood-red sunlight fell directly from the sky.

"It's here, it's here..."

Kaseya was trembling all over. She rushed to the window of the conference room and roared with all her might.

"Mortals, rejoice! People, be glad! All loyal people, pick up your weapons, the moment to offer your loyalty has arrived, because..."

"Your savior has returned!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 588 =====