Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

The flagship, which was hailed as the pride of the Imperial Navy, became tattered and in tatters after the terrifying spear of light pierced through its hull.

It seemed as if it had instantly transformed from a majestic warship into a dilapidated space hulk. Its once glorious image had vanished, leaving only its battered hulk as it continued to charge towards the Star Navy fleet under the command of its commander.

Fortunately, the attack that hit the flagship of the Imperial Navy fleet was only a light spear, although the penetrating power of the light spear was beyond imagination.

But even if it successfully penetrated the hull, it would not cause a violent explosion like a macro cannon. Only when the light spear happened to accurately hit the ammunition depot inside the flagship would it be possible to plunge the flagship of the Imperial Navy into an irretrievable state, thus causing a shocking explosion.

If what just hit the flagship of the Imperial Navy fleet was not the light spear with powerful penetrating power, but the macro cannon that was capable of destroying everything.

Then the entire imperial flagship would probably be completely destroyed into a pile of tiny and insignificant cosmic dust in an instant under the violent explosion power of the macro cannon.

Although the flagship was already scarred, with the full protection of the extremely tough void shield, it still stubbornly continued to rush towards the Star Navy fleet fiercely, as if to pour out all the anger and indomitable spirit in its heart on the enemy.

"For the great Divine Emperor!"

The commander of the Imperial Navy fleet shouted at the top of his lungs on the communication channel. His voice was full of determination and resoluteness, like a ray of light in the dark void, infusing his soldiers with endless courage and strength.

"For the great Divine Emperor!"

The naval crew members who had managed to survive this brutal attack, after hearing the fleet commander's passionate words, roared deafeningly as if they had been ignited by flames.

Their eyes burned with loyalty to the God-Emperor and hatred for their enemies, a fervor that seemed to pierce through the void and reach the depths of the stars. Every one of them understood that they were fighting for a noble mission, willing to sacrifice anything to defend the dignity of the Empire.

"First, completely destroy the damaged warship. Don't let it have any chance to breathe!"

Lilith looked at the severely damaged flagship of the Imperial Navy fleet, which continued to rush towards the Star Navy fleet despite its injuries, and gave orders loudly in the communication channel.

Lilith's voice became more and more firm, as if it could penetrate the endless void. With the help of the communication channel, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of every Star Navy soldier.

"Yes."

The weapon operators in the Emperor-class battleships seemed to have transformed into steel souls at this moment, with fiery flames of war burning in their eyes.

They expertly manipulated various powerful weapon systems, precisely locking onto the stubborn cruiser. Each maneuver was filled with power and determination, as if pouring their entire will into these weapons, dealing a fatal blow to the enemy.

"Boom boom boom"

Silent explosions occurred again in the vacuum of the universe. In the charging Imperial Navy fleet, the void shields of three more warships were overloaded by the attack.

When the void shields of the three warships were overloaded by the attack, the light spears and macro cannons that followed completely destroyed the three warships and turned them into dust in the universe.

The flagship of the Imperial Navy fleet continued to charge forward under fierce artillery attacks. At this time, the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, from tens of thousands of kilometers at the beginning to only more than 10,000 kilometers now.

"Captain, the last layer of void shield engine is about to overload."

The void shield engine in the flagship was like a bowstring stretched to the extreme, as if it would break at any moment, and the dangerous atmosphere of its overload spread throughout the entire bridge.

On the bridge of the Imperial Navy's flagship, the voices of the busy void shield engine maintenance personnel became increasingly louder and more rapid. Each of their reports was like a heavy hammer hitting people's hearts, allowing everyone present to deeply feel the impending crisis.

The commander of the Imperial Navy fleet stared intently at the distance numbers clearly displayed on the auspicious array with his deep eyes, and muttered to himself involuntarily:

"Your Majesty, the Great Divine Emperor, please protect these humble servants of yours and allow us to get closer to those damned heretics."

It was as if he was silently fighting against the invisible god of fate, and was also constantly praying to the emperor.

The distance seemed to be just a cold number, but in his heart it was like an insurmountable chasm. Every step closer meant huge risks and sacrifices.

Even though he knew the difficulty, he still said firmly: "But this distance should also open up a path of hope for the Emperor's angels."

The determination and sense of mission revealed in those words moved everyone around.

The commander looked at the seemingly unreachable distance between him and the Star Navy fleet, and he clearly understood that this was the closest distance he could reach with all his strength. Any further attempt might lead to irreversible consequences.

Then, he decisively shouted an order over the communication channel: "The rest of the warships stop charging."

That majestic voice was like a flash of lightning, instantly spreading throughout the entire fleet.

The warships following the flagship of the Imperial Navy Fleet were like a group of tamed beasts. Although they were still unwilling in their hearts, they gradually slowed down the speed of their charge. They followed the flagship from a distance like loyal guards, guarding the last hope.

Then, the commander issued another order: "Increase the power of the void shield engine to maximum and continue to advance against the heretic's attacks."

Following his order, the void shield engine on the flagship began to emit a low and roaring sound, which was like the roar of a giant beast, full of endless power.

Although the void shield engine was under tremendous pressure and could completely overload and collapse at any time, every crew member had no intention of retreating. In their eyes, there was only loyalty to the Emperor and desire for victory.

The commander had just led all the naval warships to charge together, just to allow these warships to share some of his firepower and allow him to get closer to the group of heretics. Now the distance between the two sides is close enough.

"Get the subspace engine ready. After the void shield is completely overloaded, directly self-destruct the subspace engine." The commander continued to give orders loudly.

"Yes." Now the crew members on the entire flagship have completely understood the commander's thoughts, but no one chooses to stop the commander's decision.