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While happily maneuvering the ship, Kil'jaeden suddenly noticed a red dot on the panel. The red dot was flashing at the edge of the screen and was not yet within the detection range of the Mithra's oracle, but this did not make Kil'jaeden lower his guard.

She frowned, her eyes fixed on the red dot, her fingers moving rapidly across the control panel.

She immediately set a course, and the massive Mitra's Contempt began to turn, its bow pointing at the unknown red dot on Kilsager's panel.

The crew of the Plague Claw had not yet spotted the Mitra's Disdain; they were busy maneuvering the ship toward the edge of the Uthwald system.

Meanwhile, Kil'jaeden was closely monitoring the movements of the Plague Claw.

She knew she couldn't let her guard down, because this enemy ship could pose an unexpected threat.

As time went on, Kirsage watched the red dot fly further and further away, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious. She guessed that the Mithra's Disdain, which was behind and to the left of it, probably wouldn't be able to catch up.

Therefore, she quickly made a decision to send a squadron of fighter jets to investigate the Plague Claw.

A squadron of hell dragons was sent by Kirsaj to scout ahead. These ferocious demon engines took off from the hangar, blood-red flames spewing from their engines. The hell dragons raised their heads, hellfire flickering in their mouths.

They retracted their demonic steel wings and flew out of the Titan warship, propelled by their engines.

After the entire squadron took off, the Helldrax formed a formation around the Mithra's Disdain and flew toward the route prescribed by Kil'jaeden.

Kirsage: I spotted a red dot. I don't know if it's a space wreck or an enemy unit.

Renault: A red dot?

Reno: Is it flying out of the galaxy?

Kearsarge: How did you know? I didn't see any signals from your ship.

El: This is a message from the Imperial Navy.

El: By the way, we also had the chapter leader of a certain Silver Skull Chapter come forward to negotiate.

Tarasin: ......

Tarachin: Isn't it because you can't find anyone good to step forward?

El: Hehe.

Azure Star: I think I can... but I'm stuck in my power armor and can't get out.

Azure Star: Is there anyone coming to save me?

Chen Huijie: I'll send three Imperial Guards to help you.

Kirsagh stared intently at the data screen in front of him, watching the Hellfire Wyvern attack formation getting closer and closer to the red dot.

They have quietly entered the detection range of conventional warships' astronomical instruments; now, everything depends on how the other side will react.

However, to Kirsar's surprise, the other party remained completely still, as if ignoring the impending threat.

Without changing its course, without accelerating or decelerating, and without even taking off a single fighter jet, it continued to fly at a constant speed.

Just then, the Helldrax attack squadron successfully detected the Plague Claw.

The repulsive warship came into view, surrounded by layers of green flies, like a thick shield.

The warship's armor was covered with all sorts of bizarre and twisted flesh, as if showing people the horrific battles it had experienced.

What's even more chilling is that several enormous tentacles stretched out from inside the warship, swaying merrily in the void, seemingly taunting the enemy.

Upon closer inspection, one can see that beneath these tentacles lies a massive mouth filled with sharp teeth, and the tentacles resemble their tongues.

Unlike the Mithra's Contempt, the Plague Claw is more like a living, breathing spaceship, with its entire hull exuding a strong aura of warp energy.

Even more bizarrely, Kirsarge was astonished to find pustules growing on the hull of the warship, which was beyond her imagination.

Without receiving further orders from Kirsaj, the Helldrax attack squadron began its attack, flying in formation toward the Plagueclaw.

The Plague Claw only reacted after the Helldrax entered attack mode, and the anti-aircraft fire of this living warship opened fire on the Helldrax.

But the hellfire had already erupted, the terrifying flames scorching the hull of the murder-class cruiser, and the flesh and blood, also a product of the warp, wept in agony amidst the flames.

These hell dragons circled the Plagueclaw, occasionally spewing out bursts of hellfire to destroy the warship's anti-aircraft turrets.

"Take off a squadron of Doomsday Fire bombardment units from all shuttle pads," Kilshach ordered. "Let them destroy the engines of the Plague Claws, whether they are steel or flesh."

The Hellfire Wyverns were constantly being destroyed by the Plagueclaws' anti-aircraft turrets. These soaring dragons received no orders to retreat; they would fight to the last breath of their lives.

"Ugh, why are hell dragons attacking us?" A Chaos Space Marine belonging to the Death Guard asked in dissatisfaction on the bridge of the Plagueclaw.

It's alright if it's just a squadron of Helldraxes; they can't cause too much damage to the Plagueclaw. But who sent this Helldraxes?

Chaos forces generally don't attack the Plague Fleet unless they are madmen who worship the Blood God.

The anti-aircraft turrets took some time to deal with the Hellfire Wyverns, but the Plague Claws was not seriously damaged and continued to fly towards the Frenzyx Dust Cloud.

However, four Doomfire bomber squadrons caught up with them, and the Death Guardian who discovered these bombers was utterly enraged. He didn't know who was attacking them, but this would certainly disrupt the Plague Fleet's plans.

These Doomsday Fire bombers are painted in the Alpha Legion's livery, the green paint seemingly mocking their powerlessness.

"Notify the Chosen Ones that a bunch of foolish Alpha Legion soldiers have ruined our plans." Death Guard couldn't help but feel anxious as the Doomfire bomber formation on the oracle grew closer and closer.

The cruiser's anti-aircraft firepower would be insufficient to stop them, and these bombers would riddle the Plague Claw with holes.

The Plague Claw's anti-aircraft fire was ineffective. The first wave of Doomfire bombers dropped their bombs, and the slow-moving aircraft passed through the Plague Claw's void shield, dropping the bombs near the Plague Claw's engines.

Under four waves of attacks from the Doomfire bombers, the Plague Claw's engines completely shut down, and its power supply was also affected in this round of attacks, requiring the Void Shield to be recharged.

Meanwhile, the Mithra's Contempt closed the distance and soon brought the Plague Claw within range of the Light Spear turret.

Eight dazzling beams of light ripped through the void and struck the Plague Claw with pinpoint accuracy.

The already severely damaged Plague Claw had some parts completely pierced by the light spears. If this continued, the only fate awaiting this warship would be destruction.

However, the Death Guard's communication worked, and a three-digit number of dots appeared on Kirsage's data panel.

The true main force of the Plague Fleet entered the battlefield, led by the ship of Typhon, the champion of Nurgle—the End.

"Alpha! You're courting death!"

Meanwhile, on the other side, Imperial warships leaped into the battlefield, with the bow of the Macragge's Glory pointing directly at the End.