Everything around was so enormous that when Sith withdrew his gaze and looked at his surviving hundred thousand soldiers, they didn't even count as an ant in these apocalyptic scenes.
The ground beneath his feet had begun to return to peace. Facing the crowd around him who had finally regained their footing and were looking at him, Sith could only turn around and gaze toward the other side of the distant continent, at the Hyberia Hive Sector, which still had its Void Shields activated and was struggling to resist the Chaos Host.
"We are going to Hyberia. We've walked this path once before, and now it's nothing more than walking it again."
Sith spoke. The surrounding soldiers looked at the sea of Greenskin Boyz before them, which had completely changed in appearance—the terrain, landscape, and even natural features were different—and they truly couldn't recall anything of what it had looked like in their memories.
The only thing that could be said to have some connection was the Greenskin Boyz frenzy, which, even under large-scale extermination, had not died out but instead become increasingly powerful.
Watching the earth, one moment calm, the next, endless Greenskin Boyz mixed with hundreds of Stompas surged out from deep within what had completely melted into a flat sheet of glass hundreds of kilometers wide.
On the other side were Warp lightning strikes descending from the sky, and the Chaos Host mixed with a large number of armored vehicles and even Knight mechs.
On the land that had been repeatedly exterminated several times, the two sides were engaged in a slaughter beyond the imagination of any Mortal. Even in front of the Chaos Host, various types of Warp Daemons had begun to appear.
These Warp Daemons relied on blasphemous rituals to tear through real space, madly pouring out of the rifts and joining this chaotic orgy of battle that covered the entire Alert Star.
And now, Sith had to lead his 101st Regiment through such a battlefield to reach the last controlled area of the Imperial side on Alert Star.
Looking at his troops behind him, who had no vehicles and were entirely made of flesh and blood, Sith just gave them a deep look, then turned his head. Accompanied by the towering Hive City collapsing further in the distance behind him, he turned and walked toward that endless expanse of glass where the fighting was taking place.
Bolter fire streaked across the sky, and a mutated cultist fell to the ground. The Greenskin Boyz in front had no time to rejoice because another round of Bolter fire blew its ugly head, which was hung with terrified human heads, into pulp.
The two warring sides looked in surprise toward the direction of the Bolter fire. On the high, undulating ground, a 101st Regiment flag stood tall, and tens of thousands of human soldiers were roaring, flooding across the horizon, fanatically pouring fire onto the Greenskin Boyz and the Chaos Host.
Raise the flag, open fire.
Pointing at the two sides fighting in front, Sith roared at the surging soldiers beside him:
"Tell them, this place still belongs to the Empire!!!"
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Hyberia.
Endless firepower from the sky slammed into the Void Shields, and on the ground were countless, infinite Warp Daemons surging out from the Warp rifts.
The humans on the fortress fought back bravely; Mortals, Astartes, Battle Sisters, Skitarii, and even the private armies of nobles all had red eyes as they poured firepower outward.
However, as a smoking fighter jet flew through the several Light Lances that pierced the sky, a piece of the latest news from the field was personally escorted by an Ultramarine, who hurried through the layers of doors of the core fortress.
In the noisy command headquarters, accompanied by the loud "clang" of the door being slammed open, everyone's gaze turned toward the entrance.
Calgar sat above, his face no longer as calm as before. His brows were furrowed, as if he could not find a moment of relief.
Looking at the Ultramarine who had slammed open the door, Calgar felt the seconds that had been completely wasted, and the red light on his bionic eye became even more blinding!
But when the Ultramarine arrived at the holographic sand table and placed a marker on Alert Star, which had completely fallen except for Hyberia, everyone present instantly widened their eyes.
A deep voice came from the very top, spreading directly:
"You mean to say we still have a Mortal Legion in the field..."
"Still attacking!?!"
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