A Core Ship From The Start Chapter 1423: 962: Set Off Fireworks

Chapter 1423: Chapter 962: Set Off Fireworks

The loyalty of the Curve indeed lives up to its reputation.

When Duanmu Huai led the Tribunal Fleet to Lumiaire’s holand, the Emperor’s Sons and the World Eaters were still fiercely battling each other, as if the two fleets bore so sort of mortal hatred—if anyone didn’t know better, they might think just that.

“These are our enemies? Aren’t they supposed to be invading? Why are they fighting each other? Could it be a trap… But it doesn’t seem like it?”

Ann looked perplexed watching the battle between the two sides, struggling to make sense of the situation.

“That’s how the Chaos Legion is, especially the followers of the Brutal God.”

Duanmu Huai was at ease, as if joking around. Was the Curve’s loyalty ntioned in jest? Not to ntion that, although these Chaos Legions have all turned towards the Evil Gods, there has never been a sense of camaraderie between them—not only is there no sense of camaraderie between the different legions, but even within a single Legion, it’s the sa story. Although the traitor legions were not split into countless warbands like the Loyalty Faction due to a second founding, the internal divisions within the legions still resulted in disunity.

“Did they co to plunder this world?”

“Of course, if I’m not mistaken, these two legions should be from the Eye of Fear, where resources are scarce, almost indistinguishable from hell. In the Eye of Fear, it’s a common occurrence for legions to battle each other for resources due to insufficient supplies, so it would be strange if they didn’t fight.”

“But aren’t they outside now? Could it be an uneven division of spoils?”

“It might as well be just the World Eaters taking a dislike to the Emperor’s Sons…”

Duanmu Huai scoffed, then relaxed in his chair, carefully observing the fleets of both sides. Although he appeared calm on the surface, deep down he was sowhat uneasy—not because he feared he lacked the strength to wipe out these traitor legions, but because Duanmu Huai realized that the steps of Chaos were accelerating. Initially in the Faelun World, it was only Mortarion and Typhonse who led a fleet. Now that even the World Eaters and the Emperor’s Sons have appeared, it indicates that the seals of the Eye of Fear are weakening, and soon enough the undefeated Abaddon might start his Black Crusade once more…

It seems that I must beco an Avatar of Calamity and construct an Ether Synchronous Engine as soon as possible.

However, this is also good now. There are a total of nine Proto Corps that have turned to the Chaos Evil God: the Emperor’s Sons, Steel Warriors, Midnight Lords, World Eaters, Death Guard, Thousand Sons, Sons of Horus, Whisperers, Alpha.

Among them, the Death Guard prototype Mortarion was slaughtered by Duanmu Huai outside the Faelun Crystal Wall System, and the World Eaters’ prototype Angellon was slain by Duanmu Huai when he crossed into the 30K tiline. Now these two legions are left with just the dregs, not worth ntioning. The only one remaining is the prototype of the Emperor’s Sons, the narcissistic Lucky Root.

The genetic prototype of the Steel Warriors, Peturalbo who likes civil engineering.

The prototype of the Thousand Son Army, the foolishly stupid Red Braised Spare Ribs Magnus.

The genetic prototype of the Whisperers, Rogal the religious nutcase who always mutters nonsense.

Hm, what’s this about the Four Heavenly Kings?

Of course, just because the Prototypes are destroyed doesn’t an the Legions also vanish. However, without the Prototypes, the Legions naturally lack the sa confidence…huh?

Just then, Duanmu Huai suddenly noticed a marked symbol on one of the battleships. He squinted his eyes and stared at it for a mont, then scoffed coldly.

“Lucius? That guy’s here too? This is really getting interesting.”

The Lucius that Duanmu Huai was referring to was a character very famous among the players. He is the Lord Commander of the Emperor’s Sons, and also the Champion Warrior of Obsessive Sin. Of course, an ordinary Champion Warrior wouldn’t make the players talk about him this much. The reason why players discuss him is because of his trait—Lucius’s nickna is “The Indestructible,” and just like his nickna suggests, Lucius cannot be killed. You could kill him in battle, but after who knows how long, he would co bouncing back to life from sowhere else.

Of course, besides this trait, there is another aspect that really delights players—Lucius’s battleship, the “Crown Number,” is captained by a white-haired loli who has been possessed by a demon, and she’s rather cute to boot.

A white-haired loli, possessed by a demon, combined with a long-term entanglent with the Indestructible Lucius—tsk, tsk, tsk, half of the romance novels on the forums are based on these two.

Either Lucius is a loli-con who has found true love, or there are romance and grudges between the demon girl and Lucius; there are even stories about how the white-haired girl’s soul secretly fell in love with Lucius—after all, Lucius was devilishly handso before he beca the Divine Chosen Champion of Obsessive Sin, which perfectly fits the fantasies of many fujoshi.

Mm… That section of the forum can be considered a standard Obsessive Sin fallen version.

Duanmu Huai is not interested in the little loli; isn’t his own Aikute cute enough? But on the contrary, he is very interested in Lucius. The reason is simple, as ntioned before, Lucius cannot be killed, and even if killed, he would be resurrected. Moreover, he has one kind of curse—if the person who kills Lucius feels the slightest bit of happiness, pleasure, or satisfaction, they will beco a soul cursed to be plundered by Lucius’s Armor.

Adding on the fact that Lucius in reality cannot be killed, it is actually very unsatisfying for players to fight him, since despite defeating the BOSS, it will co back to life and one would still end up with a debuff. Unless you have a way to purify this debuff, it’s purely a loss…

And as it happens, Duanmu Huai is the God of Destruction.

He, too, wanted to try if he, as the God of Destruction, could obliterate this “Indestructible.”

After all, in the eyes of the God of Destruction, an Indestructible is quite an eyesore.

What a na to have—it’s not good to be called Indestructible. Isn’t this provoking ?

With this in mind, Duanmu Huai decisively gave the order.

“Prepare to attack, and rember, don’t give them the chance to jump into subspace!”

After all, the Tribunal Fleet’s warships travel through network paths, while the enemy uses subspace. Should they escape into subspace, Duanmu Huai is not willing to give chase.

Soon, the World Eaters and the Emperor’s Sons discovered their adversary.

When a barrage of torpedoes, macro cannons, and light spears—flying the flag of “We’re not here to break you up, we’re here to join you”—plunged into the battlefield, it caught the World Eaters and the Emperor’s Sons’ fleets completely off guard. In the next mont, the Tribunal Fleet, passing through the network paths, completely encircled the two fleets.

“Target locked, fire!”

With Aikute’s command, the reloaded macro cannons and torpedoes howled out once more, instantly bathing the entire battlefield in a shower of glittering flas.

“Who is it? Who is attacking us!?”

Engulfed in combat, Lucius was furiously outraged; he turned his head, glaring at the girl who was sitting on the throne with her knees hugged. She blinked in surprise then furrowed her brows.

“Give the intel.”

At the girl’s command, a cha Servant in the sensing pit provided the answer.

“Bird Divination Tool locked onto Moon Class, Bird Divination Tool locked onto Gothic Class, Bird Divination Tool locked onto Dominator Class, Bird Divination Tool locked onto Vengeance Class, Bird Divination Tool locked onto Furious Class, Bird Divination Tool locked onto Conqueror Class, Bird Divination Tool locked onto Victorious Level.”

“This is impossible!”

Hearing the cha Servant’s report, not only was the silver-haired girl dumbstruck, but Lucius was also raging. His scar-ridden face twitched incessantly, and the sharp fangs in his gaping maw spat out filthy blood foam.

The double fleets comprising Conqueror and Victorious Level Battleships far surpassed Lucius’s imagination. In his mory, even at the zenith of the Human Empire, a single naval fleet could not maintain such an “extravagant” formation—yet now that the Human Empire had perished, whence ca this fleet!

No one answered Lucius’s question, for the Tribunal’s nearly close-up attack had arrived at this mont. A series of ferocious attacks directly bombarded the Crown Number’s shields, while intense vibrations and shaking also caused everyone on deck to fall to the ground. However, this was not Lucius’s concern; his flagship Crown Number was a re strike cruiser and could not possibly contend with Conqueror and Victorious Level Battleships. At this ti, he had only one goal.

With this thought, Lucius looked at the girl, who clenched her teeth tightly, her complexion pale.

“Channel all energy into the engines and shields, we must break through!”

At the sa ti, Duanmu Huai also issued a command.

“Do not give them the chance to rush into subspace. Destroy their engines, completely obliterate their power centers, and blow these damned Heretical Bastards into pieces!”

The second round of cannon fire resud, completely annihilating the aggressively charging World Swallower Battleships—it was evident that even after so many years, this bloodthirsty rabble had not forgotten the pain and hatred Duanmu Huai had inflicted upon their Genetic Prototypes back then. Unfortunately, even tens of thousands of years later, a loss was still a loss.

However, this brought bad news. Taking advantage of the World Eaters’ near-suicidal kamikaze attacks, the Emperor’s Sons fleet began to retreat swiftly, attempting to evacuate the battlefield.

Of course, Duanmu Huai would not let them escape. The World Eaters, now without Angellon, were of little concern—nothing more than a bunch of small fry. The Emperor’s Sons was his real target.

“Block their escape route; don’t give them the chance to flee. Load the Jumping Torpedoes, I want to personally have a thrilling battle with their leader!”

Astartes are humans, albeit stronger and even viewed as Demigods. But they still have weaknesses, and destroying their warships would result in the death of most Astartes in the universe. However, it was clear that Lucius wasn’t among them; he’s ntioned before as an immortal—a so-called immortal is soone who could be revived even if thrown into space.

So Duanmu Huai decided, in the na of the Judge, to give this Obsessive Sin of a Divine Chosen Champion his last ride.

And to test if his Destruction Magic was effective.

This ti Duanmu Huai did not bring anyone else. When he fought Mortarion before, he did bring quite a number of allies. However, tis have changed. Having attained Destruction Magic and single-handedly flipping over Spirit Mountain’s all-encompassing pantheon, Duanmu Huai was bursting with confidence. He was eager to charge directly onto the enemy’s bridge and have an epic fight with that effeminate Divine Chosen Champion.

After all, nothing is more interesting than a head-to-head, hamr-to-hamr confrontation.

“We’re approaching the target!”

“Fire!”

The Victorious Level Battleship blocked Crown Number’s path, but the Crown Number did not miss this chance. A salvo suddenly erupted, striking the Victorious Level’s shield, and the fierce artillery fire penetrated the shield, hitting the Victorious Level’s hull, inflicting significant damage. However, the Victorious Level was indifferent. It slowly turned, taking aim at the bridge of the Crown Number, then a Jumping Torpedo, taking advantage of the Crown Number’s reloading mont, shot out, flying straight towards its target. It plunged into the deck in front of the Crown Number, ruthlessly tearing through the crown-engraved deck and shields tinted with indescribable pink tones.

Afterward, Duanmu Huai leaped out from within.

“Sons of the Emperor, you effeminate lot, co out and do battle with to the death!”