"A Star God seed with no past memories and infinite growth potential!!"
Upon seeing the task reward, Alex almost drooled uncontrollably.
Must obtain it!
It must be obtained!
One must know, this was a Star God.
The most powerful non-psyker entity in the Holy Terra (Earth/Reality) Universe.
Truly, the Holy Terra (Earth/Reality)'s gods.
Why do Necrons possess so much powerful technology?
Isn't it because they inherited the Star Gods' legacy?
If he could gain the assistance of a Star God, many problems in the Warhammer Universe would cease to be problems.
"Continue to follow up on this matter, secretly investigate all information related to the Star God fragment, but do not act rashly. Wait for the opportune moment."
Alex was determined to obtain the Star God fragment.
However, the situation in Tirien Hive City was somewhat complex.
Externally, there were rebels supported by Nurgle cultists.
Internally, there were Genestealer.
He could not act rashly.
These problems had to be resolved first before the Star God fragment could be acquired.
After replying to the Warmaster's message, Alex ordered the Imperial Glory to shift its position in orbit.
He prepared to unleash another round of orbital bombardment on the rebels.
Inside Tirien Hive City's inner city.
Koro Sage of the Adeptus Mechanicus was hunched over the laboratory's Thinker System, editing the message he was about to send.
He swore to make the deceiver who dared to use the name of the omnissiah pay the price.
Suddenly, he felt unwell.
Blood flowed from his nose and mouth, and his body staggered, unable to stand steadily.
His mechanical prosthetics and flesh organs simultaneously lost control, irreversibly heading towards disintegration.
++Rust Virus Attack Detected++
++Rust Virus Attack Detected++
The continuous alarms caused Koro Sage's face to change drastically.
The rust virus was a killer virus specifically developed against Mechanical Priests.
It could not only corrode flesh but also cause irreversible damage to sacred machinery.
"Help me."
Koro Sage cried for help, but the Mechanical Priest and servitors outside did not respond.
"Help me."
Koro Sage looked around, trying to find a way to save himself.
"Don't bother. Your death here today is a good thing for many people, including yourself."
"At least you will die as a hero, not a shameful traitor."
A voice came.
Feng, the planetary governor, walked in from the doorway.
Behind him were two genetically modified bodyguards.
Koro Sage stared at Feng, "You did this, didn't you?"
"Yes."
Feng did not deny it, frankly admitting the deed.
Koro Sage pointed at Feng, "Poisoning a sage, the Adeptus Mechanicus will not let you off."
Feng maintained a safe distance from Koro Sage, avoiding being harmed by him.
"As long as they don't know, it's fine. Besides, do you think killing you was my idea alone?"
"What do you mean?" Koro Sage asked.
The corners of Feng's mouth turned up, revealing a smile.
"You publicly questioned that adult and colluded with other Mechanical Priests, intending to embarrass that adult."
"Those Mechanical Priests were very remorseful afterward. They knew they had offended the omnissiah's messenger, a holy person who could soothe the machine spirit."
"If you continue to live and appear before that adult, it will undoubtedly be a constant reminder to that adult of your past offense and their foolishness."
"So you must die. This is not just my will, but also the idea of your colleagues."
At this moment, a sound came.
A Mechanical Priest whose lower body was modified into a track chassis appeared at the laboratory door.
Koro Sage, like a drowning person seeing hope, struggled to call for help to the other party.
"Help me, Father Nurgle Kaska, the Valanxius Family has rebelled."
Father Nurgle Kaska glanced at the fallen Koro Sage, then withdrew his gaze.
"Governor, all recordings and servitor logs have been modified. No one will discover today's events."
"Thank you." Feng thanked the other party.
"Serving the omnissiah is our supreme glory," Father Nurgle Kaska said.
"No!"
Koro Sage was utterly despairing.
Then, Father Nurgle Kaska and Feng stood aside, watching Koro Sage being consumed by the rust virus.
Koro Sage's flesh melted, and his machinery rusted.
His death was highly similar to being infected by the Nurgle plague, which possessed supernatural power.
Afterward, Feng also claimed that the routed rebels, out of anger and shame, sent spies to assassinate him.
To stabilize the overall situation, Father Nurgle Skars was promoted to sage, leading the Adeptus Mechanicus of Tirien Hive City.
People mourned for the sacrificed sage, but he was forgotten within a few days.
The barren plains outside the Hive City.
The fleeing rebels ran until they were exhausted before stopping.
Seeing that the loyalists did not pursue them, the rebel leaders reorganized the routed soldiers.
"Those damned Emperor pawns."
Yuba gazed at the spires of Tirien Hive City, his corrupted vocal cords emitting a hoarse curse.
The commander, Klass, was nowhere to be found.
As the highest-ranking individual, he automatically gained command of the troops.
"My Lord, only one-third of our troops escaped, and the Plague Zombies used as cannon fodder are almost all dead or wounded."
A man whose face was covered in pus-filled sores walked up to Yuba.
He reported the casualties.
Hearing the other party's words, Yuba's hatred intensified.
Those damned Emperor pawns made them fail Father Nurgle.
"As things stand, there is no other way. Klass is missing."
"The army we have is insufficient to deal with the Emperor's pawns."
"Order all officers to gather the troops, find a suitable place to set up camp, and await reinforcements."
After Yuba issued the order, he secretly swore in his heart.
As soon as reinforcements arrived, he would immediately launch a new offensive and would never again fail Father Nurgle.
However, just as the rebels began to set up the rudimentary form of their camp, a sharp whistling sound came from the sky.
Yuba looked up and saw huge aerial bombs falling towards them, one after another.
The scattered remnants of the army, which had been so difficult to gather, screamed in fear and scattered in all directions.
"Why are they still coming?!"
Yuba's face, pale from illness, was now ashen.
Boom! Boom!
Deafening sounds rang out.
Terrifying flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire firmament.
The sweeping shockwave engulfed the screaming rebel soldiers.
Those traitors died miserably.
Their souls were dragged into the rotting garden, screaming in despair without cease.
Cough! Cough! Cough!
From the ruins of the ground, Yuba dragged his festering body out of cover.
Nurgle's blessing had granted him vitality far exceeding that of ordinary people.
He had luckily survived the orbital bombardment.
At this moment, the barren plains had turned scorched black.
Craters appeared on the surface.
The painstakingly established camp was reduced to ruins, with charred bodies visible everywhere.
Yuba's heart was dead, his last remaining troops gone.
"Do these damned Emperor pawns only know how to endlessly bombard us?"
No sooner had he spoken than the roar of engines sounded in the sky.
Valkyrie gunships and Thunderbolts appeared in the sky.
Missiles trailed fire from the wings, exploding upon impact with the ground.
Mounted multi-lasers and heavy bolters fired upon the rebels on the ground.
Lasers and bullets poured down like rain, forming an impenetrable net.
The rebel soldiers who had survived the orbital bombardment were once again massacred.
They cried out, screaming and scurrying everywhere, trying to find a safe place to hide.
However, there was no safe place.
In the chaos, Yuba, the commander who had just taken office a few days prior, was blown into a pile of rotten flesh.
After the airstrike, the Players and defenders of Tirien Hive City immediately launched an offensive.
The rebels completely lost the courage to fight and fled even further away.
After pursuing for a certain distance, Alex ordered the army and Players to withdraw to Tirien Hive City.
He allowed those rebels to escape to other Hive City.
The current ground forces, exhausted from the previous siege and the battle in the outer city, needed to rest.
Additionally, the recaptured Tirien Hive City needed to be rebuilt to provide logistical support for the upcoming war.
Knowing when to stop was a very wise choice.
The Tirien Hive City campaign officially concluded here.
Alex summoned several Mechanical Priests and had them calculate the battlefield rewards for the Players with him.