More than ten Gauss Light Lance pierced through the dense, toxic exhaust fumes above Longlin Star.
Surrounded by a massive swarm of Industrial Daemons in the sky, they accurately bombarded the surface of Longlin Star.
Huge flashes of light flickered, scattering sparks like a welding machine, but this 'welding strike' was occurring on a planetary scale.
The Industrial Daemons scattered in all directions. Even as Longlin Star constantly shifted its crust, the Gauss Light Lance carried peerless energy, blasting layer after layer deep into the ground.
Seeing orac completely disregard the nearby Necrons just to kill Abaddon and Vashtorr, not only did Abaddon and Vashtorr underground turn pale with rage, but even Sith slightly turned his head away.
Only after Vashtorr frantically moved his position within the planet's core did orac, having lost the coordinates, dial back the firepower of the Gauss Light Lance.
As the Light Lances dissipated and everyone in orbit looked down at the image of a giant abyss forcibly blasted into the planet, they all stared at the distant orac with wide eyes.
Standing on the bridge, Sith finally couldn't help himself. He lowered his head, frowned, and spoke:
"This firepower..."
"The Light Lances have fucking become weapons of exterminatus..."
Sith complained. Then, the bridge—which had been dark for a long time—finally brightened as orac swallowed three frigates in one go and their engines reignited.
At the same time, the macro cannons and point-defense guns on the frigates raised their muzzles again, beginning to roar with fire toward the surrounding Necron Fleet.
The Necron Fleet also poured all its firepower onto this increasingly massive, twisted, and bizarre ark before them.
In orbit, after orac received a hundredfold amplification from Sith, his consumption efficiency improved terrifyingly. Furthermore, the dense wreckage of warships in orbit provided orac with a foundation for consumption.
In just that short time, when the crowd finally pulled their attention back from the giant abyss on the surface and looked at orac again...
All they could see was a behemoth of unprecedented bloat and obesity, its body irregularly crowded with a massive amount of damaged warships, looking like a bizarre sphere.
Although these bloated hulls would still constantly burst into large patches of debris when facing Gauss rays,
Facing an ark of such exaggerated volume, not only did the Necrons attempting to bombard it feel despair, but even those watching could not muster any desire to destroy it.
After all, setting aside how one moment a section of the hull was blasted apart and the next it was swallowed back by orac, the Necrons found that by relying on the dense wreckage in orbit, whenever they finally managed to blast apart a section of this 'monster,' it would simply swallow two more ships right in front of them.
At this moment, the Necrons felt as if they were not fighting a single ship or ark, but an entire 'zombie fleet'.
Gauss rays and Gauss Light Lance traded blows, accompanied by macro cannon shells and tracer rounds constantly streaking through the void.
When the last raider ship trying to leave was blasted into pieces from behind by a Gauss Lance, the Necrons floating helplessly amidst the debris in the void only felt the light from the distant star being obscured by a boundless shadow.
Rotating by inertia, a Necron was able to see the scene behind it.
It was a bloated space 'ghost city,' using its massive body to slowly glide through the void, swallowing the raider it had just blasted apart into its already hideous form.
Then, not just the warships, but even these Necron individuals composed entirely of Living Metal watched helplessly as they were pulled against the 'ghost city.' The hulls of these ships seemed to come alive, swallowing them all as well.
The Necrons even saw that on the hulls of many Imperial warships, dense clusters of Necrons had 'grown' out. The green glow in their eyes had faded, replaced by red light as they picked up Gauss Rifles, becoming the point-defense firepower for this monster.
This scene was also transmitted entirely to Lion El'Jonson. The crowd struggled to look away, trying their best not to look at this allied warship that could only be described as a 'nightmare' no matter how one viewed it.
Only Ana, seeing the ugly expressions on everyone's faces, stepped forward to offer some comfort:
"The Ark of Omen can change shape. Lord Sith is probably just busy restoring combat power right now. Given some time after the battle, it can completely transform into... uh... a normal appearance."
Hearing this, everyone felt a bit better. After all, even an Ork battle moons would be more acceptable than this 'thing' before them.
At least the Orks just had illegal constructions; your ark has almost become a 'nightmare hell'.
As if to prove Ana's words, a public broadcast voice from the ark suddenly echoed throughout the skies of Longlin Star.
It was Sith's voice, and the content was very concise.
"Abaddon."
"Now it's my turn to blow your planet to bits!"
Light Lances, macro cannons, and even point-defense guns.
A total of over a thousand various weapons, large and small, poured a frantic barrage onto the surface of Longlin Star.
orac had even found many Cyclonic Torpedoes within some of the swallowed, broken warships, and Sith now ordered them all to be dropped onto Longlin Star at once.
In reality, as a planet built by the Warp demigod Vashtorr using ancient technology, Longlin Star's body, composed entirely of steel, was far sturdier than ordinary worlds.
However, when the Gauss Light Lance, macro cannons, and other firepower slammed down, the entire continent still erupted in terrifying tremors and roars.
When the Cyclonic Torpedoes hit, one could even see from the distant void an entire continent of steel being blasted into space with the naked eye.
This scene not only left Lion El'Jonson and the others looking on in shock, but even Vashtorr at the planet's core was equally dumbfounded.
Inside the core control room.
Vashtorr stared blankly at the screen showing an entire continent of his being blown away.
He didn't even bother to be shocked anymore by why orac's firepower had suddenly become so fierce.
He just stared blankly at the ark overhead, and the eyeless red glow in his sockets finally dimmed a fraction.
Then, under the equally terrified gaze of Abaddon beside him, he lowered his head in confusion:
"Could it be..."
"Is he really the Omnissiah reincarnated?"
Hearing this, Abaddon opened his mouth wide and looked at Vashtorr. For the first time, Abaddon saw his partner's face full of self-doubt.
After all, if the Omnissiah truly existed, then what was the point of Vashtorr, the evil god of 'Malice Machinery,' even trying to ascend to godhood!
What machine-oriented divine seat could possibly be higher than the Omnissiah?!
Abaddon stared blankly at his partner until the control room at the core also began to vibrate violently. Only then did Vashtorr raise his head again and silently watch the projection.
On the screen, orac's silhouette had grown even larger!
"No, we've become smaller!"
Vashtorr had just marveled at orac being larger, but then he suddenly realized—fucking hell, he was being blasted into a lower tier by Sith!
He abruptly raised his hand to switch screens. Soon, the status of the entire Longlin Star was displayed. Seeing that the volume of Longlin Star had shrunk by a full third, Vashtorr was stunned for a long time before suddenly raising his hammer scepter and striking the floor.
With that resonance, Longlin Star began to move again. Seeing this, Abaddon's face showed a glimmer of hope as he looked at Vashtorr:
"We still have a trump card?"
Vashtorr didn't look back, merely manipulating the console with his gaze as he gave a cold "Mhm."
"What's the trump card? Can we be like orac too?"
Vashtorr still didn't look at Abaddon. Only after finishing his work did he watch as the entire Longlin Star was completely enveloped by gradually spreading Warp energy, and spoke very casually:
"No, it's 'running away'!"
Abaddon: "???"
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