Chapter 253: Total Troop Surge (Part 2)
Ten stars orbit.
Nine battle moons and Longlin Star, with a density that a normal celestial body shouldn't have, are arrayed above Makurag.
A multitude of balloons that were merely drifting in midair also rose upward, pulled by gravity, as the ten satellites appeared.
Then, after reaching sufficient altitude, they kept exploding due to pressure differences.
Accompanied by the balloons bursting one after another, the crowd on Makurag's ground, as well as Kiriman and others, were left with eyes wide open.
There's nothing to do; anyone watching the star‑class artillery pointing straight down can only stare, not knowing what else to do.
Xisi's explanation to Kiriman also dispelled Kiriman's doubts on a physical level.
I could kill you, but I won't.
Unless I'm idly bored, every minute I waste on you represents my sincerity.
Kiriman, as the most outstanding politician among the Original Bodies, obviously understands.
So when he rigidly withdrew his gaze from the overhead orbit, his face no longer questioned Xisi, only held deeper bewilderment.
First, Kiriman knows the battle moons.
After all, in the first Battle of Ulanuo, the Human Empire had already become familiar with this ultimate creation of Green Skin.
But the problem is, Kiriman clearly remembers the Green Skin that last time forced the Emperor himself to lead a personal campaign...
Just a damn single moon?
Yet on this orbit...
How are there nine???
And also!
We at least recognize the battle moons, but what is the other starship, entirely metal, whose size lies between a satellite and a planet?
It feels as if that thing is filled with the evil demons summoned by the previous rebel faction.
An entire planet's worth of evil demons are to rush with us to aid Terra?
Are these demons that loyal?!
Kiriman stared with his eyes widened; as an Original Body that absolutely upholds the Empire's truth, the shock he feels now is no less than the astonishment he will later experience in 40K when he personally witnesses the Divine Emperor possessing a little girl and exiling the corrupt.
Until Sheng Jilesi stopped overthinking, responded first, and took over Xisi's line.
"Then what should we do?"
"Launch an immediate relief?"
Sheng Jilesi asked, and Shiwang also reacted, simultaneously showing extreme apprehension toward Xisi while frowning:
"Our current state is all remnants; even if we go, it will be hard to engage Helusu in direct combat."
Shiwang and Sheng Jilesi still only considered normal combat conditions, whereas Kiriman, after the two spoke, snapped back to reality.
He looked up seriously at Luo Jia, the Ancient Beastmen, and himself, then explained why Xisi wanted to come to Makurag first.
"Can fight."
"Explode troops!!!"
Makurag's orbit.
Ten stars orbit.
Dense merchant ships and warships are continuously sailing from the Five Hundred Worlds toward Makurag.
The merchant ships bring massive supplies and personnel, countless Auxilia troops clad in brand‑new polymer‑steel armor, forming one formation after another on the ground.
Defensive fleets drawn from various worlds also converge into the ever‑growing armada.
And Makurag not only absorbs reinforcements from the Five Hundred Worlds, but also continuously dispatches numerous ships outward.
Besides the reconnaissance fleet sent for pre‑war preparations, there are also seed‑like scattered Xisi tribes.
These Xisi tribes will be deployed to many barren worlds unsuitable for human habitation.
Then, relying on the abundant waste supply from the Five Hundred Worlds, they mass‑cultivate Sith Kids.
Although Terra can provide little preparation time, as long as there is enough waste and enough territory.
Even if what we end up with are just a horde of three‑month‑old 'Green Skin children', an endless number, it will be enough for Helusu to see what a true green tide looks like!
At this moment on Makurag's surface, Luo Jia and Kiriman stand on Xisi's left and right.
Behind them are the constantly shuttling Huai Yan Zhe and Extreme Warriors; as these report continuously, the data that emerges leaves Sheng Jilesi and Lai'ang Zhuangsen staring dumbfounded.
Luo Jia took the Huai Yan Zhe report, glanced over, first gave a side glance at the rival Kiriman beside him, then respectfully spoke:
"I have released all surviving regiments of the Huai Yan Zhe, about two hundred and fifty regiments."
"Because the chaos has caused destruction, most worlds across the galaxy are in extreme despair."
"The messenger of the True God, upon reaching a world, needs only a slight preaching to instantly gain the whole world's support."
"Of course, some worlds require a bit more effort."
"Now, at least a thousand worlds' believers are eagerly signing up, contributing people and money to support Huai Yan Zhe's reconstruction and expansion."
"Before departure, Huai Yan Zhe will complete the restoration of its original composition and additionally expand by fifty regiments."
Luo Jia remains calm and confident, as if speaking of something trivial.
Meanwhile, Sheng Jilesi and Lai'ang Zhuangsen slowly widen their eyes, unable to believe the nonchalant Luo Jia.
After all, the Extreme Warriors had previously decimated the Huai Yan Zhe; although claimed as two hundred fifty regiments, on average each regiment retained at most one‑third of its strength.
If this happened to another legion, such loss would mean the entire legion is effectively destroyed!
But now, Luo Jia must not only finish Huai Yan Zhe's reconstruction in a short time, but also expand by fifty regiments.
This means that while the Huai Yan Zhe's front leg was crippled, its rear leg restored manpower and even proceeded with expansion.
The original 250,000 Huai Yan Zhe were expanded by Luo Jia in one breath to 300,000!
Even this expansion, Luo Jia doesn't know whether it was intended to compete with Kiriman, yet it was done without relying on the Five Hundred Worlds.
It relies entirely on the believers' fanatical devotion.
One must know that a lone Astartes is useless without a matching Power Armor and various equipment.
This regenerative ability means that the thousand worlds Luojia evangelized have truly all fallen into fanatic belief, and everyone is risking their lives to support the Whisperer!
Even if they do not become Whisperer recruits, they all enter the factories to produce various equipment for the Whisperer.
And this, for the first time, made Shengjilesi and Lai'ang Zhuangsen feel the Whisperer's terror!
Luojia, brimming with confidence, finished speaking, didn't even wait for Xisi to nod in approval, and directly turned to Kiriman beside him.
The Whisperer and the Extreme Warrior are also mortal enemies.
First, the Extreme Warrior turned the Whisperer's perfect city to ash; later, the Whisperer, with Kao Si Yin, killed an Extreme Warrior.
Moreover, Luojia is idealistic, Kiriman is materialistic; the two legions, from Astartes to Original Body, are almost born mortal enemies.
Now Luojia gave a slightly provocative glance at Kiriman, who calmly shot Luojia a look, then, not as a subordinate but as an ally of Xisi, spoke plainly:
"Extreme Warrior, will expand by five hundred thousand within six months!"
End of Chapter
