In just less than two or three hours, the two sides launched a battle in multiple dimensions including outer space, within the atmosphere, on the ground, and underground, on a scale far beyond their imagination.

Especially since no matter how many casualties there are, the terrifying number of them will be replenished immediately and continuously. It seems like they are endless and can continue until the end of time and the destruction of the universe.

Although under the control of the hive mind, the Zerg appears to be much superior to the relatively chaotic and disorderly Orcs in terms of tactics and organization.

If it were ordinary orcs, no matter how many there were, they would be consumed bit by bit in the battle with the Zerg and become biomass for the Zerg to grow themselves.

It is even possible that the Hive Mind will intentionally spread the Orcs throughout the universe because of their unique and rapid reproduction ability, and then harvest them every once in a while, just like farmers planting crops and herders raising livestock.

In fact, in the Milky Way, when the Tyranids encounter the Orks, they are basically crushed.

But the problem is that the Shuo Oil makes up for the biggest weakness of the Perfected Orcs when facing the Tyranids, which is their flesh and blood.

No insect dared to devour the corpse of a dead orc.

Because once swallowed, it means that the spark oil will enter the insect's body along with the biomass, and then completely transform it from the inside, breaking away from the control of the hive mind and becoming a part of New Phyrexia.

What's even more terrible is that if the one being transformed is a node creature, then under the effect of the "Intai Network", other insects around it will also be out of the control of the hive's will.

Coupled with the surging "waaaaagh force field" and "my thinking power" after getting excited, the originally collapsing front line of the human empire quickly became stable.

It even managed to push back successfully in some places.

The massive losses also forced the swarm to begin consuming the biomass previously collected from slaughtering humans, pets, poultry, livestock, and wildlife.

Because once the insect's body is contaminated by the oil, it can no longer be recovered.

Obviously, from the perspective of a war of attrition, the army of perfected orcs has already firmly gained the upper hand.

As long as the existing front is maintained to prevent the Zerg from invading densely populated hives to launch a massacre and obtain new biomass, it will not be long before the Zerg Hive Mind chooses to retreat because the cost and reward are completely disproportionate.

Of course, the above are just normal circumstances.

But Zuo Si observed that this time the massive invasion of the Tyranids was obviously not "normal".

First of all, the scale and number of the Zerg nest far exceeded the scale of the first invasion of the Milky Way. At a glance, all around were numerous biological warships that were flying towards this star system with the help of gravity and gravitational force. It gave people the feeling that they didn't care about casualties at all and were just trying to achieve a certain goal.

Secondly, even after losing so many troops and being unable to obtain biomass replenishment, the Hive Mind still had no intention of retreating and continued to launch frantic attacks under the leadership of the Hive Tyrant.

The completely transformed orcs were completely excited, and their eyes were filled with excitement and enthusiasm that could not be described in words. They were in an irrepressible happiness and joy, just like they were on chicken blood or drugs.

The waaaaagh force field has seriously distorted the rules of the real universe.

There was even an orc master who used a bunch of messy insect corpses to piece together a Godzilla-like monster. It could shoot out unknown rays from its mouth and eyes that were as powerful as the main guns of heavy battleships. One shot could instantly clear out everything within several kilometers in front.

In addition, all kinds of messy, abstract but incredibly powerful things will often appear somewhere on the battlefield.

Of course, the Tyranids, who had almost conquered the universe, were not to be outdone and also fused large amounts of biomass together to create the towering Zerg Titan.

The smallest of them can rival the knight mechas of the human empire, and their numbers are increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

This is obviously not the usual style of the absolutely rational Hive Will.

Because any commander who knows something about the green-skinned orcs knows that they must never be allowed to fight to their heart's content at any time.

Instead, the idea is to disgust them and make them feel uncomfortable, and then drag the war into a non-contact type with an extremely slow pace and full of traps, sneak attacks, and cold guns and cold artillery, and then find a way to assassinate the top leader and ultimately achieve the goal of plunging them into civil strife.

Otherwise, even if you win, you will suffer heavy losses.

But now the will of the hive is clearly doing the opposite.

The last and most important point is that Zuo Si could feel that the subspace fluctuations in the entire star region had completely stopped.

This means that the huge shadow of the Hive Mind has completely enveloped the subspace in the area and is constantly watching the direction of the war.

Adhering to the principle of not moving unless the enemy moves, he did not rush to personally clean up the biological warships that were constantly flying towards this place from the ground or even from outer space. Instead, he silently watched the battle situation on more than one hundred and fifty planets in the entire star region, wondering what the Zerg Will wanted to do.

He doesn't think that a population of just tens of trillions or even hundreds of trillions is worth the other side making such a big fuss.

What's more, judging from the current number of refugees in all the nest cities, due to the timely rescue, the insects only ate less than three-fifths of them at most, and almost half of them managed to survive.

Don't think that this number is not large.

In fact, according to the records of the Human Empire, when a planet or star region was invaded by the Tyranids, even if one-tenth or even several-tenths of the survivors could survive with the timely arrival of reinforcements, it was considered a very good result.

There's nothing we can do about it, these guys' hunting efficiency is just so high.

"Great Father of New Phyrexia, do you need to ask the recently formed Complete Sliver Legion and Superman's Son Legion to join the battlefield?"

Vashtor suddenly appeared out of nowhere and asked in an uncertain tone.

Needless to say, the fully-transformed orc army was just the first chess piece thrown out to test the reaction of the Tyranids.

He always likes to make multiple preparations, so he won't reveal all his cards at once.

"Jinji Tasha has already created a complete fragmentation monster?"

There was a hint of surprise in Zuo Si's tone.

After all, it hasn't been long since the successful capture of the organized sliver demons in the Shandra space-time, and the Blue Demon Judge is responsible for much more than just this one research.

He was a little bit unconvinced that the other party's actions could be so fast.

Vashtor grinned and replied, “Yes.

Jingitashya is worthy of being the most proficient in scientific research among all the judges in New Phyrexia.

Not only did he solve the problem of rapid reproduction after completion in a very short time, but he also retained the Sliver Demon's most powerful adaptability and evolution speed.

The only small problem is that it is not yet possible to create a queen similar to the Hive Mind.

If we can solve the last problem, our Sliver Legion will surpass the Tyranids and become another form of Scourge.

Baptized by the sacred oil, they will become more dangerous and powerful than before."

Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Well done.

It looks like it won't be long before I can start working on weakening or even eliminating the Tyranids in this universe.

But now is not the time to let them appear.

Because the moment the Sliver appeared, it was the signal for me to declare war on the Hive Mind.

Before that, I need to figure out what the Hive Mind is and how powerful it can be.

Oh, by the way, with the secrets of the Star God completely uncovered, it is time to awaken the Star Soul of Azeroth ahead of time."

"Now?"

There was a bright fire in Vashtor's eyes.

"Let's wait until the war with the Tyranids is over. After all, I still need you to control the situation and use the cave tree to transport more troops when necessary."

After saying that, Zuo Si descended directly from the sky above the nest city.

His body, as dazzling as the starry sky, instantly attracted the attention of all the humans below.

However, to the disappointment of the star governor, the incarnation of Shuoyou did not enter the hive city, but landed near the battlefield outside the hive city's defense circle.

To be precise, it was beside the Astartes warrior who had voluntarily stayed behind to cover their retreat.

At this moment, the veteran had lost his ability to move because the reactor of his power mecha was completely destroyed. He lay straight on the ground, his limbs and body suffering from fractures, ruptured internal organs and heavy bleeding due to being trampled by the fully transformed orcs.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been dead by now.

It was not known whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, but just when he was about to die at the hands of the insects, the first group of fully transformed orcs emerged from the cave tree portal and launched a fierce attack on the insect swarm.

Especially the first round of volleys, which almost killed the node creature.

But the problem was that these orcs were so excited about the battle that they didn't notice that he was still alive and just rushed forward in their power armor.

If it weren't for the high quality of the ceramic steel armor, it would have been turned into meat paste by being stepped on by hundreds of thousands of orcs.

But the ceramic steel armor obviously cannot protect the joints, and part of the pressure generated by stepping on it is also borne by the body.

Now the old Astartes could only lie on the ground and watch the war between the fully evolved orcs and the Zerg not far ahead. He felt a strong sense of unreality and absurdity.

Because he would never have dreamed that one day he would be rescued by orcs.

What's even more ridiculous is that after the other party saved me, he almost killed me accidentally.

“Hehehe…

I never thought that fate would play such a big joke on me before I died.

If this is a dream, I hope to forget it completely when I wake up.

But it doesn't matter, the girl has been saved anyway.

And I have completed my mission, it is time to report to the Supreme God Emperor."

The old soldier laughed weakly in his last moments.

Just as he felt his vision becoming increasingly blurry and his thinking becoming slow, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"As a truly loyal warrior, your life should end here."

The next second...

An astonishing energy passed through the power mecha and enveloped the Astartes warrior.

Before he could react to what was happening, his body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only did the broken bones, ruptured internal organs and heavy bleeding all disappear, but the damaged reactor also began to provide energy again under the influence of an unknown force.

In just a few seconds, the crashed system restarted and made a shrill noise.

"This is..."

The veteran was obviously shocked by this change and looked up to confirm who had saved him.

But just as he was about to stand up, a big hand took off the helmet, revealing a terrifying face that could scare a child to tears.

Whether it was his skin that was darker than that of Africans, the light in his eyes, or the sharp bony ridges on his head, they all made him look not like a human being, but some kind of alien creature.

The Astartes warriors also clearly saw the incarnation of the shining oil that had integrated the power of the star god.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds before Zuo Si sighed and said, "As I expected, you are the offspring of Vulcan, the Lord of the Salamanders. Only you and those Smurfs would choose to sacrifice yourselves to protect the civilians."

"You are Lord Soth, the father of New Phyrexia?"

The veteran was obviously a little hesitant to confirm the identity of Shuoyou's incarnation.

Because the last time he saw him, he was quite different from what he is now.

"Yeah, that's right, it's me.

From this moment on, I take over the battle.

If nothing unexpected happens, it won't be long before the Imperial Regent Robert Guilliman and the Imperial reinforcements arrive.

In addition, the Necrons will also send fleets to join.

You may now return to the hive and report to the Moff."

Zuo Si very kindly gave a brief explanation to the Astartes warrior of the Salamanders.

You should know that the gene seed of Vulkan, the Lord of the Salamanders, is the least stable and most mutated among the eighteen legions, without a doubt.

Fortunately, this mutation is not a negative mutation like the Blood Angels and the Wolf Pack, but a relatively benign mutation.

The only drawback is that their appearance is too terrifying, making it difficult for civilians not to feel fear towards the members of the Salamanders.

After all, in the process of interpersonal communication, the first impression brought by appearance is very important.

But the interesting thing is that it is precisely this group of ferocious-looking guys who are one of the legions with the best attitude towards civilians among all the Astartes legions.

In particular, the father of genes, Vulkan, the lord of the fire lizards, once publicly stated that his descendants would never be allowed to use any biological, chemical, or radiation weapons, and that wars should be conducted more humanely.

He is almost a role model of morality among all the brothers, the only Primarch who can be compared with Saint Jarles.

Under the influence of this Gene-Father, members of the Salamanders would never callously ignore civilian casualties in war like most Astartes warriors, but would take the initiative to protect civilians and even cover their evacuation.

"You want me to leave the battlefield?"

The veteran glanced at the battle line in the distance, which was fighting back and forth, and was obviously unwilling to retreat in such a disgraceful manner.

Zuo Si smiled and asked, "What else? Do you want to fight alongside those green-skinned orcs who don't recognize their relatives and will even kill their own companions when they go crazy?"

Before he finished speaking!

A fully transformed orc who was high on fighting suddenly took out a thick and long tube from somewhere, grabbed a fart spirit and stuffed it into the tube, then aimed it forward and pulled the trigger.

boom!!!!!!!!

I saw a space crack that tore apart everything within a hundred meters ahead, including enemies and friends, and parts, flesh, blood, and shiny oil splattered everywhere.

He killed even more of his own people than his enemies.

In fact, such "accidental injuries" are countless in the battles between green-skinned orcs.

The number of unlucky people who were accidentally crushed to death by Gu Juji is too numerous to count.

I have to say that watching the green-skinned orcs fight is exciting and full of strange surprises.

Because you never know what outrageous weapons these guys will make or what outrageous things they will do on a whim.

The corners of the Astartes' mouth twitched uncontrollably after witnessing this scene, but he soon smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I think it's better to forget it. If I were to be killed by these guys from behind by mistake, I would die with regrets."

"Very good, then do as I say. Stay in the hive and don't come out. Because what happens here next may be far beyond your imagination."

After saying that, Zuo Si's gaze penetrated the physical universe and locked onto the huge shadow in the subspace - the Hive Mind.

Likewise, the hive mind also locked onto him.

The increase in intensity on both sides began from this moment on.

"Hahahaha! Fight! Fight! More and more intense fighting!"

“These bugs are so awesome!”

"You're right! We really had a great time today! Come on! Keep going! Don't stop!"

"Where's the squeak cannon? Pull it up quickly! Mine is completely broken and can't be used!"

"Get out of the way! I'll fix it for you and make a renovation at the same time!"

"Fighting - awesome!"

"waaaaagh!"

“waaaaaaaaagh!!!!!”

…

With shouts and roars coming one after another, the orcs on the front line fell into complete madness.

To be precise, it should be the state of being extremely happy and ecstatic.

The eyes of some orcs even began to turn red, and their bodies expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Especially those guys who were angry after being injured, each of them turned into a small Hulk and rushed through the swarm of insects, wantonly destroying everything in their way.

The unique biomass and genes immediately drove the hive mind crazy, and it surrounded and killed these extremely valuable targets at all costs.

Needless to say, it wants to seize this gene and use it on its own insect swarm.

To be exact it succeeded.

Although the destructive power of these little Hulks is quite terrifying, they will become stronger and stronger in fierce battles.

But they are not the real Hulk after all, they are just inferior imitations that carry some of his genes.

When a Hive Tyrant with powerful psychic powers appeared on the battlefield, some seriously injured individuals were quickly suppressed, dismembered, and taken back to the nest in the rear for research and replication.

But Zuo Si was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he watched the changes on the battlefield with great interest.

The result was just as he expected. These Zerg units with Hulk genes integrated into them, apart from being stronger, having higher defense and having full-level radiation resistance, could not pose any substantial threat to the externalized orc army.

Soon, they were all reduced to ashes under the fierce long-range firepower coverage.

The reason is very simple, that is, the Hulk gene will only exert its true power when it produces strong anger.

But the Tyranids don't even have self-awareness or emotions, so how could they possibly feel angry?

"Gene stealing? Interesting. But you didn't think I would send this army of perfected orcs into battle without thinking of that, did you?"

There was an obvious hint of mockery in Zuo Si's tone.

"Do you think you can win on the battlefield?"

A strange and malicious voice suddenly echoed in my mind.

Zuo Si immediately confirmed that it was the Hive Will that was talking to him, and immediately responded with a sneer, "Of course! In front of Shuoyou, your most proud numbers and consumption tactics of seizing biomass will not work at all. If I were you, I should consider retreating now."

"Humph! Ignorant and arrogant! Do you think this little loss will make me back down? No! My swarm of insects is endless and can completely submerge this galaxy."

The Hive Mind issued naked and undisguised threats and intimidation.

Of course, as the natural scourge and overlord of this universe, it does have such qualifications.

"Come on, let's wait and see how the battle will develop. I'm also very curious, when the number of Zerg reaches a certain level, can you release a more powerful force as Silent King Szalak described."

Zuo Si chose to accept the challenge without hesitation.

"You will regret it! No one can stop the swarm from advancing! As for the spark oil, I will find a way to deal with it soon."

After saying this, the voice of the Hive Will completely disappeared.

"Solve the problem of oil? You are so arrogant! I want to see what you can do with biotechnology."

Zuo Si undoubtedly did not take the other party's threat seriously.

What a joke! Even the ancient planeswalkers and the gods couldn't handle the old oil created by Yawgmoth, let alone the new oil that he had continuously improved and strengthened.

If the Hive Mind could really do this, then the Milky Way in this universe would be completely doomed.

What Necrons, evil gods of the Warp, and the Lord of Mankind, just go to bed.

As long as the hive mind fully arrives, all resistance will be futile.

…

At the same time, at the edge of the star system far outside the capital of the star zone.

The Necron fleet led by the Figure King Trazyn has arrived at the corresponding position and is launching round after round of salvos at the biological warships that are flying towards the planet with the help of gravity and gravitational force.

But even so, the interception rate is still less than one twentieth.

Because the number of enemies is simply too large.

Some even began to board the Necrons' ships and engage in close combat.

"Damn it! Is the Hive Mind going crazy?"

Trazyn stared in amazement at the biological warships being blown up outside, his face full of disbelief.

Because he originally thought that the massive invasion mentioned by the Human Empire was at best the same scale as the last time, and was still just the opponent's vanguard tentacle.

But I often didn't expect that this time it would be serious.

The overwhelming number of insect swarms almost submerged the entire star area.

Even those planets and asteroid belts without life were occupied by the Zerg and transformed into fortresses and forward bases.

"What should we do now? Ask for help from the great Silent King? Or release the Star God fragment?

If things continue like this, with the current size of the fleet, I'm afraid it won't take more than a few minutes before they are forced to retreat."

A senior Necron commander asked his overlord.

"Get me through to the Silent King! Apparently this is the real invasion he mentioned once before."

After thinking for a moment, Trazyn finally chose to ask Szalak for help.

After all, he originally came to participate in this war just to have some fun and see if he could find some collectible items.

As for fighting the endless swarm of insects...

Sorry, that's not what the King of Figures would do.

As a guy who has dozens of clones and backup clones over the years, he will not joke with his own life.

Especially after being able to experience the feeling of having a soul again, he plans to enjoy real life.

About ten seconds later, Szalak's face appeared on the communicator screen.

As soon as the call was connected, his voice immediately questioned through the speaker: "What happened? Didn't I tell you that if it's not something very important, it's best not to disturb me?"

Trazyn spread his hands helplessly. "I don't want to bother you, but the problem is that the scale of the Zerg invasion this time is far beyond our expectations. There is no point in saying more. You should just watch for yourself."

After that, he directly displayed all the pictures he had taken.

In less than five minutes, the Silent King witnessed the overwhelming number and the heroic scene of the battle between the fully transformed orc army and the Zerg.

"How is this possible?! Where did the Great Devourer mobilize so many fleets from? I have clearly set up guard posts in several star systems near the Milky Way!"

Szalak, who always likes to maintain dignity, elegance and calmness, rarely lost his composure.

“Perhaps all the outposts you established have been destroyed.

The choice we face now is whether to join this war or not.

You know, although Soth has stabilized the situation at present, as the number of Zerg continues to increase, the Hive Will will soon reach the point where it can descend.

If he is defeated, I am not sure there is another being in the galaxy that can stand against the Devourer."

There was a clear hint of nervousness in Trazyn's tone, and there was no trace of his usual sense of humor and playfulness.

Because he knew very well that if the entire galaxy was occupied by the Tyranids, then the things he had collected with great effort would no longer have any meaning.

Silent King Szalak was silent for a while, and then asked directly: "How long do you think Soth can hold on?"

Trazyn shook her head and replied, “I’m sorry, I don’t know.

Because he obviously has the ability to draw troops from other time and space.

But what is certain is that he has not yet revealed his true cards.

Besides, don't you think these orcs look very familiar?"

"look familiar?"

Szalak was obviously stunned for a moment, and then the ancient orcs who joined the camp of the Ancient Saints during the War in Heaven suddenly appeared in his mind.

These strong, brave super warriors who are not afraid of pain and death once caused great trouble and casualties to the Necrons.

Although they later degenerated into the green-skinned orcs of today for some unknown reasons, they still remain the most troublesome enemy in the entire galaxy.

The fully evolved orcs who are currently fighting the Tyranids clearly have some traces of the ancient orcs.

Even more powerful than the ancient orcs in many aspects.

With the power of the oil, they can turn any idea in their minds into reality, and then use the waaaaagh force field to strengthen it.

After a short silence, the Silent King opened his mouth again and sighed, "You are right, it does look very familiar. I never thought that Soth could tame orcs for his own use like the Old Ones. I am curious about what else he can summon from that interesting giant tree."

"It's better not to make such a joke. Because I have a feeling that when he summons his legion from other time and space again, the entire galaxy will be shocked and trembled."

Taraxin stared at the image of the branches of the trees in the cave on another screen and expressed his true feelings.

Because this thing that can travel through the dark void and connect the multiverse together is completely beyond his understanding.

In particular, the small amount of original matter and chaotic energy carried by the branches when they pass through the dark void is simply the most deadly poison for the creatures in this universe.

Even if it is contaminated by the slightest bit, it will quickly be distorted and turned into a monster that does not distinguish between friend and foe and only knows how to devour and kill.

Several insects that tried to destroy the branches of the cave's tree and cut off reinforcements ended up like this. It was creepy just to look at.

"Okay, I'll gather the fleet and rush over immediately. Just hold on, this may take some time."

After saying this, Silent King Szalak cut off the communication.

"A little while? I hope it won't be too long."

Trazyn glanced at the fierce battle in outer space, and subconsciously touched the dozen Star God fragments inlaid on his throne.

If the situation really becomes a last resort, he will definitely throw all these deadly things away.

After all, to some extent, the figure king Gen Zuo Si is also a Pokémon master, and that huge private museum is the best example.

It’s just that his hobbies are more extensive. He not only collects living things, but also dead things.

This guy's wish list even includes a lock of the Lord of Mankind's hair, Magnus's eye, an incarnation of Cain, a feather from the wings of Saint Jerome, a golden throne, the signature of the Chaos God of the Warp and a host of other incredible things.

After all, the title of the galaxy's number one thief and collector is not for nothing.

Just as Trazyn was considering how to build a fleet defense network to intercept as many biological warships as possible on the outskirts of the star system, the webway entrance in the orbit of the seventh planet was suddenly opened.

Immediately afterwards, Robert Guilliman's flagship, Macragge's Glory, rushed out first, opening with a salvo of light spear arrays and macro cannons.

A large number of biological warships suffered devastating blows in this round of attacks, and a large amount of blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

When the Glorious Queen-class battleship completely sailed out of the webway, the following fleet also followed suit and formed into battle formation at the fastest speed.

For a moment, high-energy rays, solid shells and torpedoes intertwined together, forming a very torn picture.

Some warships that were closer to the Zerg swarm directly used ramming horns to ram them, and then launched boarding operations.

I have to say that the technological level and tactics of the Human Empire are really hard to describe.

Although Zuo Si had provided them with a lot of weapons and equipment, the overall situation was still not satisfactory.

Especially those captains who boarded the Tyranids, I really don’t know what they are thinking.

To put it bluntly, this is basically like delivering food to bugs.

Fortunately, most captains still had clear minds, and only a few chose to use ramming and boarding.

Moreover, thanks to the covering fire of nearby friendly forces, the losses were not too great.

"This... this number of bugs is too large, right? What happened? Does the Hive Mind want to start a war that will destroy the galaxy?"

Robert Guilliman, who had just jumped out of the webway, suddenly stood up from his chair, his eyes as big as copper bells.

Due to the hive mind's obstruction of the subspace, the astropaths were unable to convey the situation in a timely manner.

So his understanding of the situation of this Tyranid invasion is still in the initial stages.

"I sense deep malice and greed! A terrifying being is watching us through the warp."

Celestine, the living saint, issued a solemn warning.

As the elect and spokesperson of the Lord of Mankind, she is far more sensitive in this regard than the Primarch.

Of course, the more important reason is that Robert Guilliman has always refused to accept his own warp nature.

"You mean the Hive Mind is here? It's already arrived?"

Belisarius Cawl subconsciously clenched the hand in his hand that could turn the target it touched into atomic state.

Celestine shook her head quickly: "No, not yet. Because it has not accumulated enough strength. Moreover, there is a person on the battlefield that it is afraid of."

"The father of New Phyrexia - Soth!"

Belisarius Cawl quickly captured Zuo Si standing on the ground of the sector capital through the detector.

Since the incarnation of Shuoyou contains more amazing energy than any star, it is not difficult to find him.

In contrast, Robert Guilliman noticed the Orcs fighting the Tyranids, and asked others around him in surprise: "Am I seeing things? Are these Orcs helping us fight the Zerg?"

"Your Excellency Regent, please take a closer look. They are not ordinary orcs, but orcs with sparkling oil flowing in their bodies. In other words, they are all part of New Phyrexia." The hero Felix pointed to one of the pictures and reminded.

"Shuoyou? So this is the reinforcement summoned by Soth? He actually tamed the green-skinned orcs?"

Robert Guilliman quickly slid the screen to observe the situation on various battlefields, and found that it was much better than he expected.

Especially these enemies that were once the empire's most troublesome enemies, but now they are actually resisting a swarm of insects that is several times their number. Not only have they not retreated a single step, but they are also actively counterattacking.

The remaining human troops began to build fortifications based on the hive city, providing long-range fire support and cover to this group of dangerous friendly forces from time to time.

Although they certainly couldn't fight alongside a group of orcs, because that would be tantamount to seeking death, they would still do what they could.

But the orcs didn't care about it at all.

Because right now they are like a group of guys who are at the peak of physiological climax. They have long given up thinking about such useless things. They just want to keep fighting and having fun until they are completely unable to move.

"It seems so. The technology they possess is far beyond our comprehension, especially the towering tree standing on the surface of the planet."

Belisarius Cole was undoubtedly a man who knew what was good. He found the most valuable thing at a glance - the Cave Tree.

"Is there anything special about that tree?"

Robert Guilliman asked in an uncertain tone.

Belisarius Cawl answered very straightforwardly: "It crosses the barrier between space and space, and the other side is connected to an unknown void that we have never seen and can hardly understand. Maybe it's hard to understand this, but you only need to imagine that all physical rules and logic no longer exist, and you can roughly understand what kind of place it is."

"So what Soth said before was true? There is a place called the Dark Void between universes, and only special people like that can travel freely through it?"

Robert Guilliman looked very interested.

"I don't know whether he is telling the truth or not.

But it should be true that you can travel between different universes.

Because if a fully-developed orc army of this size were to hide in the Milky Way, there would be no way they would remain undiscovered.

Otherwise, I suggest you focus on commanding your fleet.

You have to know that we are currently at an overwhelming disadvantage in terms of numbers."

As he spoke, Belisarius Cawl glanced at the densely packed red dots on the detector that represented enemy ships. There were so many of them that they couldn't fit on one screen.

"No, I think we should go support the Necrons fleet first, then reunite with them and discuss the next action plan. Anyway, we have Soth on the other side, so there shouldn't be any big problems in the short term."

Robert Guilliman thought for a moment and then made a quick decision.

Just as he was about to issue combat orders to the fleet, the screen of the communicator suddenly lit up without warning, and then the annoying face of the Figure King Trazyn appeared on it, greeting him in a tone like old friends meeting: "Ah! My dear friend, you are finally here. Although I know that it is common for the Empire's reinforcements to be late, it is a bit unreasonable that they are still so slow after the establishment of the Webway."

"I'm very sorry, Lord Trazyn. I don't want to delay, but it will take some time just to build and deploy materials for a fleet of this size."

Roboute Guilliman sighed apologetically.

When he thought of the thick stack of papers and the densely packed lists on them he had just flipped through, he felt a headache.

Due to the fear that electronic computers would be affected by the warp, many important and sensitive data of the Empire are recorded on paper.

This means that when he comes, he needs to deal with more than tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of pages of lists and reports before the fleet can complete all preparations and enter the first level combat readiness state.

In other words, the Original has a super brain. If it were an ordinary person, he would have collapsed long ago.

It is no wonder that so many people mock the empire's administrative efficiency and the cold-bloodedness of its upper-level rulers.

No matter who it is, they will go crazy after dealing with so many excessive paper documents every day, and then become more and more impatient and less sensitive to the casualty figures.