Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 157 Bipolar Cyclone Torpedo
If we don't get our hands on these historical data, then the people of this world will probably repeat the mistakes of the past.

Although it is difficult for humanity to learn any lessons from history, having history around us serves as a constant reminder.

When it concerns everyone's vital interests, it will eventually make them realize their current situation!
As the tortured and battered elder slowly revealed their desired outcome, several loyalty bombs sent all the Warner civilization elders in the meeting room back to heaven.

After all, they did a good deed before they died!
To go to heaven and serve as beasts of burden for their deceased human brethren is already an immense honor for them.

Tie Hui, holding the documents and equipment, didn't examine them. Instead, he led everyone out of the conference room, stood on the rooftop, and, looking down at the explosions and smoke everywhere, coldly ordered, "Seize all usable resources and technology! Execute the extermination order!"

"Yes!"

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Three days later!
After thousands of warships in orbit launched a coordinated orbital strike, all the warships began to slowly move away from the host planet.

Hours later, inside the Seraphim battle barge, the Great Sage Euramils ​​personally extended his mechanized hands and placed them on a bronze altar with a distinctly religious style.

"Target calibration complete! Initiate the extermination order!" A hoarse mechanical voice echoed around, simultaneously in a huge space on the sunken deck.

Dozens of mechanical priests, carrying incense burners and wearing long red robes, walked around a long, silver projectile with their heads bowed in devout prayer, chanting the sacred words of binary code.

The smoke rising from the incense burner swirled around it, making the Mechanicus runes engraved on the missile appear incredibly sacred. Simultaneously, this scene was being broadcast live on every warship.

Countless mortal auxiliary troops of the Empire knelt devoutly on one knee to perform the Eagle Salute, the noble imperial angels, and Astartes did the same.

They drew their melee weapons from their waists, laid them flat in front of them, and then knelt down on one knee in a reverent salute!

For Astartes and even mortal soldiers, such elaborate formalities were unnecessary when carrying out an extermination order!

But at this moment, they are all doing it voluntarily!
Because they had all seen the materials from the Warner Civilization, the brutal history of that civilization obtained from inside the room.

Human civilization has been weakened to the point of extinction since then, and the Astartes have been the Emperor's most loyal soldiers.

It was also the Emperor's precious currency. Only at this moment did those Astartes truly understand the Imperial Truth that the Emperor had been constantly reciting.

They all realized the mission they had been burdened with since birth!

They must never allow the people of the Empire to become like the civilization of this world!
With the completion of the Holy Word procedure, the mechanical priests did not use the power of the mechanical arms inside the warship.

Instead, they took their positions and used their own bodies to slowly propel the Double-Twin Torpedo forward, pushing it into the launch port.

As all the yellow lights turned green, they eventually reached the command room and the Great Sage Euramils.

With the signing of this final order, the bipolar cyclone torpedo suddenly appeared outside the warship.

Meanwhile, the mechanical runes at the warship's launch port loudly sang hymns praising Omnesia.

As the song filled the air, the bipolar cyclone torpedo seemed to awaken a machine spirit. Its tail plasma engine slowly spewed blue flames, propelling its long trajectory towards the planet below. This type of extinction weapon is best suited for worlds without an atmosphere, such as the crypt worlds of those space necromantic dynasties. It works by penetrating the planet's core after launch and exploding, thus triggering the planet's internal collapse.

As the bipolar torpedo was launched, the flames at its tail propelled it rapidly downwards.

Everyone on every warship stared intently at the scene, while those on the far side of the planet, unable to see what was happening, watched the live broadcast.

As the bipolar torpedo entered the planet's atmosphere, the flames at its tail grew smaller and smaller until they disappeared from sight.

Everything returned to calm!

It was so calm that it seemed as if nothing had changed here for hundreds of millions of years!
Only the increasingly rousing hymns sung by the mechanical priests in the warship's broadcast could be heard in their ears.

As the hymns of praise grew more and more rousing, everyone's hearts were held high, their eyes fixed on the big screen, staring intently without blinking!

The torpedo landed on the planet's surface with remarkable ease, much like a giant whale leaping out of the sea and crashing back into it.

The muffled thud of the impact emitted by the AI-simulated data sent a shiver down everyone's spine, as if it were the lament of the entire planet.

The molten metal blasted a white, intensely hot channel through the thick rock layers. Its temperature even soared to 1/1000th of the temperature at the sun's core!
When the bipolar cyclone torpedo reached the Earth's core, the Great Sage Euramils, after reviewing the feedback, pressed the activation button.

"In the name of the God of All Machines, let the aliens return to dust!" she shouted.

And the singing mechanical priests also began to dance!

Deep within the planet's core, the second stage of the bipolar cyclone torpedo was detonated. The modified cyclone plasma, like a demon breaking free of its cage, instantly turned the core into a boiling furnace. The released energy waves spread outward at a speed of hundreds of kilometers per second, vaporizing rocks in their path upon contact, creating massive cavities that allowed the shockwave to continue its forward engulfing.

Cracks began to appear in the landmark skyscrapers. The ground shook, and the entire earth began to undulate like waves on the sea.

In just a few seconds, these skyscrapers collapsed instantly; even those made of high-density alloys could not withstand the destructive force.

The expressions of countless Warner Bros. employees, who were still overjoyed at their survival and weeping with relief, froze instantly. Everyone stared at the ground in horror.

They didn't know what had happened; only the Warners who were near where the bipolar torpedoes hit knew.

In the starry sky, everyone watched the broadcast. The entire planet seemed to be in a boiling pot, trembling slightly in their naked eyes.

The blue ocean began to disappear rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The explosion of the Earth's core triggered a chain reaction, the first of which was the planet's bipolar regions. The explosion directly caused crustal changes, forming magma vents thousands of meters high.

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(End of this chapter)