Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim.

Chapter 93 Perfect Weapon
What is the most perfect weapon?

A long, long time ago, before Casca was blown into Casca by dump trucks.

In his home, he opened a game he often played where he would form a team to hunt giant beasts.

With his long spear, he soared and tumbled above the monster's head, each landing striking the enemy's vitals, each hovering moment a spectacular display of skill.

He gained many fans through his highly entertaining, dance-like battles.

[Wow, it's Insect Glaive Hero! We're saved!]

[My God, is this the most perfect weapon in the world—the Insect Glaive?]

[Please, brother, teach us how to use the Insect Glaive! I swear I'll never touch that trash, the Long Sword, again!]

He felt like he was being adored by thousands!
"hey-hey."

Then he woke up.

It was just a dream.

Return to reality.

A kitten, helplessly dragging a wooden cart on its back, slowly walks into the screen.

[Where's the damage?! It's just flying around in the air, isn't it?]

[Uh oh, Insect Glaive Hero is really something.]

[It landed in the cat cart after only a few bounces, sigh, it got messed up playing with the Insect Glaive.]

snort!
But no matter what they say, the Insect Glaive is the most perfect weapon!

perfect!

The threads of fate began to be plucked long, long ago.

Kaska was still flying through the air, propelled by the phoenix spear in his hand.

It seemed that this way of flying in mid-air and stabbing monsters with a spear reminded him of some past experience.

He smiled nostalgically.

With each bounce and leap from the relay point, Cassius moved in a manner incomprehensible to ordinary people, soaring up and down the Titan of the Nagadinar.

"What tactic is this?"

Santo, who had fallen to the ground, struggled to his feet and looked up at the tiny humans beneath the overwhelming shadow overhead.

Despite the huge difference in size, the Titan seemed unable to cause any harm to the little "flea" on its body.

Of course, the Phoenix Power Spear in his hand was indeed a large part of the reason why Kasgar could play like this.

Not only is the spearhead made of the sharpest monomolecular blade with a decomposition force field, but the material of the spear shaft is also refined and forged from minerals personally selected by Fugrim.

In its extended state, although the spear shaft becomes very thin, it is extremely lightweight while still possessing enough toughness and stretch to "boom" Casgar, who is fully equipped with power armor, high into the air.

It is indeed a master-level Phoenix Powered Spear, exquisitely crafted and versatile.

There was absolutely no intention to show off.

The operators of the Gadinar Titan also seemed to have never encountered such a scene before.

He also dared not allow the army behind him to attack his Titan.

Force field shields can block anything.

It lacks the ability to distinguish between friendly and enemy attacks.

Now, he could only manipulate the Titan to swing violently up and down, trying to shake the other off his body.

boom!
In that instant, Kasgar blasted another shield generator on the Titan.

The shield that bullets now pierce through the Titan is as thin as paper; it seems that one more hit would shatter it instantly.

Unfortunately, Kasgar was also thrown away by Titan's large body swing during this attack.

"You want to leave me behind?"

Kasgar smiled dismissively, and the disintegration field on his spear instantly shut down.

go with!
Like a python emerging from its den, the telescopic rod of the power spear instantly exerted force, plunging the spearhead into the Titan's body.

Receive!
With the spearhead firmly embedded in the Titan's steel armor, Kasgar, gripping the end of the spear shaft, was propelled by the powerful inertia and flew towards the Titan like a cannonball!

3D Maneuver Gear!

In Casca's hands, some seemingly useless gadgets can produce incomprehensible effects.

Just like it is now.

As Kasgar approached, he suddenly pushed off again, his spear acting like an ice axe as he rapidly climbed up the Titan's body.

Almost all the princes and Iron Hands were focused on waiting, ready to launch an attack the moment the opponent's shield shattered.

click!
With a loud bang, the last shield generator on the Titan exploded, and the force field shield that had been intercepting bullets vanished.

In an instant, the seemingly endless barrage of fire from the steel hand engulfed the entire Titan.

"Damn it! Aim properly!!!"

"I'm not down yet!!!"

However, the next moment, the communication system transmitted Casgar's angry shouts.

"Pfft."

Even the usually serious company commander Santo couldn't help but chuckle after hearing this.

Boom.

With a mournful cry, the enormous four-legged titan slowly collapsed to the ground, never to rise again.

There seemed to be some bullet holes and traces of explosions on the armor, and it looked rather dusty compared to when it had climbed up.

"Who is hitting friendly forces?!"

Kasga shouted angrily.

But this is only the beginning.

As the first Titan fell, the two Titans behind it eagerly trampled over the steel ruins of the former, unleashing a new barrage of fire at the enemies below who were just about to celebrate.

That Titan was nothing but a fool who recklessly crossed the line.

Behind them, there were countless Gardinar warriors, numbering in the millions, waiting in full battle array behind the city walls.

What was assigned to their squad was merely the tip of the iceberg of Gardiner's terrifying land military power.

"How about we withdraw our defenses for now?"

The communication system transmitted a tense voice from Amarna of the Thousand Sons Intelligence Agency: "We have found Ultramarines survivors in the ruins outside the city, including Chapter Master Cicero."

“Well done, Amar. You lead them to retreat first, and find a chance to hide.”

"The Titans have a much longer attack range than we do. Even if we retreat, our bases will become easy targets for them."

"But if we don't retreat, how are we supposed to deal with them?"

It's the sky.

In the sky, a beam of light, constantly distorting the air, descended and shot directly at the Titan beast that was rampaging inside the city walls.

The force field shield, which could withstand the artillery fire of the Casca forces for a long time, disappeared instantly, not even lasting for a second.

After being baked for several seconds, only a clump of melting metal mixture dripping with charred black liquid remained in place.

"It's Philus!"

"Lady Phyllis has repaired the space elevator despite the enemy's attack on the spacecraft!"

"Our heavy weapons can finally be launched!"

With Amal's excited shouts, countless soldiers from the 52nd Expeditionary Fleet were landing on the surface of the main planet Gardinal before the black pillar behind him.

The enemy's Titans were the vanguard, and so were Kasgar and his men.

"Quickly, go back and rejoin them!"

Casgar excitedly called out to the rest of the Emperor's Sons' motorcycle squad, jumped onto the nearest one, and plopped down on its back fuel tank.

I'll hitch a ride.

A massive army.

This was Casca's first impression of the Fifty-Two Expeditionary Fleet commanded by Philus.

Behind them, the Land Raiders and Poison Blade Tanks stretched as far as the eye could see, accompanied by a large number of "mortal" auxiliary troops made up of machine servants, and their various mechanically distinctive weapons slowly moving forward.

Following this heavy firepower came the red-robed Mechanicus Guardians, carrying all sorts of bizarre creations from various smaller Mechanicus minor orders, who joined the battle. Whoosh—!
With a loud whooshing sound and the roar of engines, the Firehawk gunboat and the fully armed Thunderhawk gunboat flew over Casca, unleashing firepower at the defenders below the city walls.

Upon seeing such weaponry, Casca couldn't help but swallow hard.

It seems that their vanguard is no longer needed?

Under such overwhelming firepower, no matter how strong Gadinar's military strength is, it is impossible to confront the Iron Hand head-on.

Although he had previously served in Horus's fleet.

However, compared to the almost invincible, absolute torrent of steel that is the Iron Hand, even Horus pales in comparison.

Compared to the senior's overwhelming numerical superiority, even the Shadowmoon Wolf has to be classified as a monster with mechanics.

Otherwise, how could we say that if the senior didn't play recklessly and didn't engage in one-on-one battles, Horus might not necessarily have been able to defeat her on the Istvan 5?

Your soldiers are dying every moment, but my mechanical army is endless!

Casca forgot something before.

The war level of Gadinal is apocalyptic.

"Who is that Rand raider?"

As countless steel torrents passed by them, Casca spotted a very peculiar armored vehicle.

Compared to other creations, it is equipped with more advanced and more numerous weapons.

It's more like a mobile fortress than an armored vehicle.

Filus, carrying a full set of weapons and equipment and a tactical backpack, appeared in everyone's sight.

"Soldiers of the Tenth Legion, you have done a good job."

Roar!
Even though Philus simply praised the garrison, the many steel hands beside Casca instantly erupted in a near-frenzied roar.

"Now, all the clans of the Steel Hand, join me in the attack."

As commands were issued through the neural pathways at the back of the Philus armor's head, countless missiles, lasers, plasma cannons, earth-shattering cannons, and Medusa siege cannons instantly came into view of Casca.

A terrifying explosion, like the collapse of the sky and the sinking of the earth, instantly shattered the already crumbling walls of the satellite city.

It was a terrifying scene, like the destruction of the world.

This reminded Kasgar of what the Veilwalker had shown him not long ago—the almost endless barrage of artillery fire from the illusion.

They look exactly alike.

A barrage of fire from the steel hand lasting for several minutes.

When the explosions and flames subsided, the place where the city walls and millions of soldiers once stood was now completely gone, not even a speck of dust remained.

All that remained were charred remains, dust, and lingering faint smoke.

Everything. Not just destroyed.

Rather, it's as if it never existed at all.

This city has been conquered by Phyllis with absolute force.

All resistance crumbled under her iron heel.

"Raze this city to the ground."

"Leave no one behind."

Phyllis's tone was icy, as if she were examining something that should be destroyed.

Wait!

Casgarton sensed something was wrong.

Phyllis, you're going a bit too far!
Satellite cities are like hive cities in a human empire, inhabited not only by the garrison of Gadinal, but also by billions of other residents.

Not only have they suffered nuclear attacks from their own army, but now it seems even Philus is about to press the button that decides their deaths.

Blocked at both ends.

"Wait! Lady Phyllis, we don't need to do this!"

Kaska quickly stepped forward to persuade him.

"No need? Hmph, Commander Casgar Sherlock, the Son of the Emperor, you are the first guy to dare disobey my orders in the midst of the army."

As Phyllis spoke, the surrounding Steel Hands booed in dissatisfaction.

How dare someone question the authority of Primarch Philus!

How bad!
Fortunately, the Mother of Steel forgave his overstepping of bounds.

"keep going."

Phyllis overlooked this minor incident and drove the armored legion beside her through the gap in the city wall that should have been there, heading inwards.

civilian.

They are weak and therefore deserve to be driven by the strong and to suffer the ravages of war.

If it's not to demonstrate strength and defeat the enemy, why start a war?
In this world, only the strongest can decide the life and death of others.

If anyone dares to harbor disloyal thoughts, today's events are the best example of that.

"They will remember the painful lessons of today."

Not only the common people, but also the arrogant and foolish rulers in Gardiner who lacked a true understanding of war.

Phyllis hated these arrogant, futile, and ridiculous fools the most.

They deserve to be taught a lesson.

Phyllis waved her hand mercilessly forward.

"damn it."

Kaska was extremely anxious at this moment.

The defenders of Gadinal have been completely routed, and the Iron Hand has taken over the city.

Once they are all in our hands, no further killing is needed.

The truth is this.

Unfortunately, Senior Phyllis, who is full of absolute social ideals, does not seem to have any intention of letting go of these civilians who have already been hit by several nuclear bombs.

No way
Casca's concerns extend beyond the civilian population of the satellite cities.

If Philus continues to be so obsessive, she may very well fall into the abyss in pursuit of so-called absolute power.

This is a future he absolutely cannot accept.

"Aquaduna, how's the situation on your end?"

He pointed the communication device to his ear and shouted urgently.

Wait, he remembered the small team he had previously arranged to infiltrate the city and cause destruction.

"Are you there? Answer me!"

"answer me!"

"Dudu-"

"This is Aqua. What is it?"

After a burst of static, the communication system finally received a reply from the Second Company Commander of the Emperor's Son.

"How's the situation over there?"

"Excellent, 70% of the city's power supply has been destroyed—"

"That's not it! What I wanted to ask was whether you encountered any rulers there. I mean, the ruling officials of Gadinar!"

By the way, according to the locals in Gardinal, it is—

[High Lord].

But it seems that even summoning the High Lord was useless in the face of Phyllis's absolute rage.

"Wait, excuse me, I'll be right back. What did you say? You're the High Lord? You're surrendering?"

"There really is one."

Not long after, Aqua's incredulous voice came from the other end of the communication system.

"The High Lord of Gadinar wants to surrender to us."

(End of this chapter)