When Roboute Guilliman chose to transmit this message to Noah, Noah's expression upon seeing it was one of great joy.
The Mechanicus, in many ways, seemed to Noah like an utterly frustrating cult.
However, it still had its good points, such as their drive for outward exploration.
And now, someone had explored the Large Magellanic Cloud, 160,000 light-years away, a feat that made Noah feel even more gratified.
The technology of the Mechanicus had not yet advanced to the point where they could easily explore things 160,000 light-years away.
Therefore, their actions filled Noah with delight.
"Guilliman, from now on, I will be solely responsible for this matter. You may continue to handle state affairs. I will mobilize the Imperial army to prepare for battle!"
The Mechanicus's willingness to explore undoubtedly showed that humanity still possessed a pioneering spirit, which greatly pleased Noah. Given Noah's delight, how could he possibly allow those damned starfish to annihilate the Mechanicus's forge fleet?
"Have the Ministry of the Interior send a message back to the forge fleet, telling them to hold out and contend with the enemy for at least two months. Our reinforcements will arrive in two months!"
Although Noah had already decided to support the Mechanicus, their fleet had to hold out first, otherwise, they would be wiped out before the reinforcements even arrived.
"Understood, Warmaster. I will go to the Ministry of the Interior immediately to inform that forge fleet to hold on!"
After hearing what Noah said, Guilliman felt a great sense of relief. It was a good thing he had listened to his father's advice and asked for the Warmaster's opinion.
Otherwise, if he had handled it, he would have definitely dismissed this matter as insignificant.
Traveling 160,000 light-years away, as long as Guilliman was a normal person, he would never make such a long journey for a single Mechanicus forge fleet. The Imperium simply didn't have the capability.
Fortunately, Noah had taken over this matter, and Guilliman also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much better.
After dealing with this somewhat troublesome and nonsensical matter, Guilliman once again immersed himself in handling state affairs, while Noah began to mobilize his troops.
Why was Noah capable of preparing to intervene in a target 160,000 light-years away at this time? What was he relying on?
Undoubtedly, he was relying on the War Moon that was currently under construction!
The War Moon, powered by a Tier 2 singularity, had sufficient energy supply, and with Noah's various technological enhancements,
the War Moon could even achieve a daily cruising speed of 6,000 light-years!
Who could imagine a planetary-sized warship traveling at a speed of 6,000 light-years per day towards a precise location?
For Noah's War Moon, the vast region explored by the Mechanicus's exploration fleet over a long period would only take him 26 days to traverse.
This was the benefit of powerful technology. At the same time, a planetary-sized warship carried an enormous amount of resources and various combat units.
Before setting off, Noah needed to mobilize his own army.
The threat of the Swarm would temporarily be handled by the Necrons. He now needed to go to the Large Magellanic Cloud, a satellite galaxy at the edge of the Milky Way, to deal with the Mechanicus's problem.
This operation, of course, couldn't be handled by just the War Moon, a single large warship. Ordinary warships could be docked inside the War Moon, after all, this was a large warship the size of Terra.
It integrated production, living, and various functional facilities.
From a certain perspective, the War Moon was a self-sufficient planet!
Although its production capacity couldn't compare to a regular planet that could produce all sorts of things, it still possessed some corresponding capabilities.
This included internal starports for docking its escort fleet.
After ending his call with Guilliman, Noah immediately found Trajan, who was out patrolling the edge of the Ultima Segmentum with his patrol fleet.
"Trajan, you have a new mission. Lead your fleet back to the Nebulous Sector 108 Worlds. Only two patrol fleets need to be left in the Ultima Segmentum for patrol!"
Noah directly conveyed his orders to Trajan, and Trajan would not have any objections to Noah's instructions.
He only replied with two words.
"Understood!"
The patrol fleets, which were originally patrolling the edge of the Ultima Segmentum, quickly began their return journey after Trajan received the order. They passed through the stargate at the outermost edge of the Ultima Segmentum.
In just four days, they successfully arrived at the core planet, United, in the Nebulous Sector 108 Worlds.
Strictly speaking, the Nebulous Sector 108 Worlds was no longer 108 worlds; their true number should be 136 worlds.
However, the name remained the Nebulous Sector 108 Worlds because the 108 worlds were the outer defense line for the 28 core worlds of the Nebulous Sector.
No matter how great the losses of the outer 108 worlds, as long as the inner 28 worlds remained intact, the outer 108 worlds could also recover and redevelop.
And this time, the place Trajan was returning to was United, the central planet among the 28 worlds protected by the Nebulous Sector 108 Worlds.
When Trajan arrived above the planetary orbit of United with his eight patrol fleets, the War Moon had already entered its final stages, and in just six more days, it would be completed.
How awe-inspiring was a planet-sized warship? Even though Trajan had seen it many times, he still gasped when he saw such a planetary warship again.
Just as he had once fought alongside the Necrons at the edge of the galaxy and witnessed the power of planetary-class warships, Trajan was also excited when he looked at his own planetary-class warship.
He could hardly imagine how powerful the combat capability represented by this warship would be when it became operational.
However, he was a Custodian, and being a Custodian meant he had strong psychological fortitude.
Although the nearly completed planetary-class warship left him in awe, as the Custodian Commander, he still adjusted his mindset.
"You all wait here. The Warmaster must have new orders for us. So, take this time to rest well on the warship. I will go personally to find the Warmaster now."
After saying this to his Custodian subordinates, Trajan boarded a shuttle and headed for the manufacturing hub of the planetary-class shipyard.
Noah was there.
As the Commander of the Custodes, Trajan was naturally known to everyone, and no one would intercept him. The Iron Men even allowed him to proceed unimpeded to Noah's command center.
When he arrived, Noah was already aware of Trajan's presence.
"You've arrived?"
"You did an excellent job with the Tyranid Swarm this time. humanity has gained a new batch of fresh forces because of your actions, and they will become our best shock troops. Moreover, we can use them soon."
Noah did not turn his head; his gaze remained fixed on the moon of war that was being constructed. A planet-sized warship like it was considered a top-tier force in this galaxy.
Trajan said nothing, instead waiting for Noah's next words, as he knew very well that the Warmaster would not have recalled him merely for praise.
"The main reason I've called you back this time is for a war that needs to be fought. I will personally command this war. From now on, the Custodes can rest for a period until I issue the call to arms!"
"Your resting place will be on the planet-sized warship you see before you. I will name it..."
At this point, Noah fell silent for a moment before speaking again.
"I will name this warship europa 7!"
The opponent was similar to a Starfish, and this form reminded Noah of the Starfish that had once attacked a human planet.
europa 7 was both a memorial to the planet destroyed by the Starfish and a statement of his current attitude.
"Yes!" Trajan had no objections or dissatisfaction with Noah's words; he simply followed orders.
The Emperor did not require him, the Commander of the Custodes, to do anything, so for him, following the Warmaster was what he needed to do most. As for other matters, they had nothing to do with him.
After Trajan left, Noah once again continued to construct the planet-sized warship. It would be completed soon.
Noah had made extensive preparations for the upcoming advance into the Large Magellanic Cloud galaxy. A large amount of supplies was continuously being sent to the planet's surface.
At the same time, to meet the needs of combat, Space Marines entered the interior of this giant planet in droves.
A planet-sized warship was not just a warship; it was a planet!
According to the Imperium of Man's abstract living standards, a planet-sized warship could accommodate at least trillions of people!
This was even a conservative estimate. After all, some things could be achieved in the 2k era. A certain country had a city called Hangzhou, where the population density was 749 people per square kilometer.
Ancient Terra had oceans, and its land only accounted for 29.2% of the total area, or 149 million square kilometers. Even if only this 149 million square kilometers were used for calculation, it could accommodate over 100 billion people!
If all 510 million square kilometers of land were used to house people, then without a doubt, at least 500 billion could be accommodated.
Of course, in the 2k era, this was only true for a few cities with large populations and was not universally applicable. However, for interstellar civilizations, this became universally applicable.
Interstellar civilizations didn't need such complicated living arrangements. They only needed some simple places to produce enough food and other facilities, and they could stack them in layers. With a 500-meter limit, they could at least build two layers on a planet.
Even if everyone occupied a portion of land and lived comfortably, a single planet could basically house trillions of people!
And planet-sized warships like the moon of war and europa 7 actually had usable sub-surface layers.
This meant that if Noah wished, he could even house 1.5 trillion people while ensuring the quality of life for the citizens above!
Moreover, these 1.5 trillion people, with the aid of its technology, could even be self-sufficient!
Of course, this was a relatively extreme situation. Noah would not do such a thing. The planet's population would not exceed 20 billion, with the majority being various equipment and material reserves.
Most importantly were the reserves of stargate components and accessories. This was the most crucial item. After all, when traveling to another satellite galaxy, one couldn't always rely on warships to directly traverse the 160,000 light-years of void.
If a stargate could be built there, then without a doubt, human forces could be rapidly mobilized and intervene in local wars.
A small moon of war alone would find it very difficult to directly destroy an interstellar civilization.
However, if there was a stargate as a logistical supply channel, coupled with the vast resources and legions of the Imperium of Man, then without a doubt, they could very easily bring the entire Large Magellanic Cloud galaxy under their control!
humanity would gain another resource-producing area besides the galaxy, and that region would not be subjected to too many incursions and attacks from the Warp.
Aside from not having lighthouses in the Warp to illuminate their Warp travel, the rest were not major issues.
Therefore, in Noah's view, since the Adeptus Mechanicus had already reached the Large Magellanic Cloud galaxy and was in conflict with local interstellar civilizations there,
then the Imperium of Man should naturally expand its territory, increase its control, and acquire more resources afterward.
And by the way, look for traces of C'tan or Old Ones, especially the C'tan.
After all, these beings were purely energy-based. If they could be found and if there was an independent race, then humanity would burn them and make them into a new kind of xenos.
Although Noah knew that the Necrons should have also launched large-scale attacks on the C'tan, such a race should not have been completely annihilated by the Necrons.
The universe is so vast. Although the Necrons have indeed achieved speeds far exceeding the speed of light, capable of traversing the universe, the size of the universe is not something that can be fully explored merely by exceeding the speed of light.
Noah believed that this vast universe would definitely contain other treasures. He wanted to find the C'tan, burn them into xenos, and cultivate local Psionic Legions!
In addition, he also wanted to find these fellows and make them the energy core of his engines!
At this moment, although Noah was building the moon of war, his mind was constantly flashing with the C'tan energy within the Necrons' warships.
Singularity energy was good, but C'tan energy seemed to be more environmentally friendly and convenient. Most importantly, it was cheap!
Just for the sake of being cheap, Noah wanted to try and find them, then can and bottle them, and put them into his warships to burn as energy!
The few days of rest passed in the blink of an eye. When the last component of the War Moon was installed and the secondary singularity was placed within it, this first planet-class battleship in the history of the Imperium began to move.
By this time, it had already loaded a large amount of troops, supplies, and warships.
Five patrol fleets entered the battleship's internal core for mooring, and a large quantity of supplies were stored inside the planet-class battleship. Temporary docks could also be used to build warships directly and deploy them into battle.
What is a planet-class battleship?
Unlike the World Engines of the Necrons, a planet-class battleship is also a large warship that integrates production. It can produce warships while fighting.
It can produce anything from ordinary frigates to battleships.
In necessary circumstances, it can even directly begin producing Titan-class warships. This battleship can be said to be all-purpose, not only possessing powerful combat capabilities but also having considerable industrial capacity.
When this planet-class battleship, Europa VII, began to move, even Noah, a scientist who was already accustomed to the large warships of the federation, was genuinely delighted.
Finally, he thought, finally, there was a true military-grade battleship that could be put into operation. Despite its large size, which theoretically should make it the most difficult to build, the planet-class battleship is actually the easiest military battleship to construct among large warships.
Other warships require a large number of high-tech devices, which demand a lot of cutting-edge technology to build. At this time, even with Noah's assistance and support, the Imperium could not produce these things, as the foundational technology was simply not there.
However, planet-class battleships are different. Due to their sufficiently large size, enough equipment can naturally be packed into their vast area.
Although a planet-class battleship is roughly the size of Terra, once built, it might not even be as powerful as a standard federation military satellite-class battleship of block nine.
But so what?
Regardless, this battleship already met the standards of a military-grade warship. It could now be regarded as a true military-purpose battleship, with its combat power reaching the required standard.
Having completed the construction of the War Moon, Noah did not stay in the main control room. Instead, he waved and called over his two students.
"Cawl, Vita, this main control room will be yours to study. All the technology within it is open for your research. I will personally lead humanity's army to secure greater interests for humanity."
Amidst his joy, Noah did not forget his two students. Thus, he arranged for them, indicating that they could study this planet-class manufacturing shipyard.
Cawl and Vita were ecstatic to hear this. This was a planet-class shipyard! Noah was the only one in the entire Imperium capable of building such a thing, and it had been produced under his direct command, with the assistance of artificial intelligence.
The resources poured into it were astronomical. To build this planet-class shipyard, all the surplus resources from the 108 worlds and Noah's 28 worlds, as well as over half of the resources that needed to be stored in the Imperium's nebulous starfield, were expended here.
This was a top-tier facility that integrated a vast amount of technology. To now be allowed to research it was incredibly exciting for them!
However, despite his excitement, Cawl managed to suppress his inner elation.
"Teacher, please allow me to accompany you. Rather than staying here to study this planet-class shipyard, I'd rather go with you, especially since I don't truly understand all this technology."
Cawl was very aware of his own capabilities. He knew that staying here alone to study this planet-class shipyard would be utter nonsense; he wouldn't be able to comprehend anything significant.
And Vita, who had initially been somewhat pleased, quickly followed suit after hearing Cawl speak.
"Me too, Teacher. Please let me go with you."
Hearing this, Noah, who had been about to leave, paused and looked at his two students.
After a moment of thought, he made a decision.
"Very well, then follow along. It will be a good opportunity to teach you some things on the way. Your foundations are too weak; you really should seize the time to properly strengthen your basics."
Since his students wanted to learn, Noah saw no reason to refuse. After all, what he wanted was a scientist who could stand on their own, not just an ordinary researcher.
He wanted a leading scientist, a scientist capable of independently researching specific technologies, not just a researcher who could only work under his command.
Although Cawl's abilities and skills in many aspects did not meet the standards Noah desired, that wasn't the point.
He was choosing the best among the available options. As long as they could effectively learn knowledge and become independent scientists, that was enough.
Noah's agreement made both Cawl and Vita exceptionally happy.
Previously, they could only receive Noah's guidance weekly or monthly, and their opportunities for learning were limited. But now, it was different.
Now that they were on the War Moon, they were destined to receive extensive instruction. Noah, being idle anyway, would likely be filling their minds with knowledge almost every day.
"Alright, don't just stand there. Go pack what you need to bring. We're getting ready to leave."
Looking at his two students, whose joy was clearly visible on their faces, Noah urged them impatiently, then turned and walked away.
Taking his students was merely a small interlude, serving as a way to alleviate boredom on his journey.
After Noah left, Cawl and Vita exchanged glances and then departed the main control room to gather their belongings.
This journey was destined to be a long one, and they needed to bring some of their accumulated treasures. Every Mechanicum adept, especially those within the Mechanicus Ark, possessed STC templates passed down from their archaeological traditions.
Although these STC templates no longer seemed as important with Noah as their teacher, knowledge was still knowledge.
Most importantly, having the opportunity to question Noah meant that they could seize this chance to ask their teacher to help decipher some of the technological black boxes they had never understood before.
Vita and Cawl's excitement was irrepressible and undisguised; they were already envisioning themselves mastering more knowledge.
Even Cawl, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, was thrilled by this news!!!
With all preparations complete, the battleship slowly began to move.
From the outside, Europa 7 looked like nothing more than a metal planet constructed from metal, but the moment it started moving, it accelerated to 200,000 times the speed of light.
Its speed continued to increase, making it hard to imagine a planet running so fast.
Yet, during the superluminal voyage, the people inside continued their lives as usual, their time still set at 24 hours, a rule enforced by powerful technology.
No matter how fast the superluminal speed, it could not affect the conditions inside the battleship.
This was something the Necrons' technology couldn't achieve, as the Necrons never had such ideas or problems.
In the initial battles with the Old Ones, the Necrons were at a disadvantage, roughly a three-to-seven split.
However, later, as the Necrons became mechanized beings whose mechanical bodies could ignore the effects of superluminal travel, they gradually gained the upper hand on the battlefield and eventually defeated the Old Ones.
Since the Necrons had mechanized bodies, they weren't bothered by the effects of superluminal travel, which meant they never bothered to research this technology, nor could they have developed it.
The Necrons lacked this technology, but humanity possessed it!
humanity had various fundamental technologies, ensuring their battleships could freely roam the Milky Way and even soar through the universe.
Just as Noah was leading his fleet to the Large Magellanic Cloud, the Mechanicus fleet there was currently under siege by the Starfish.
"Arch-Magos Phaerus, we have received a reply from the Imperium; we will receive Imperial support.
The Imperium bids us to persevere; this is the will of the Omnissiah."
"The Omnissiah will personally lead a fleet to support us and deliver us from this sea of suffering!"
"The Omnissiah personally praised us for our spirit of exploration; He thinks highly of us!"
The Mechanicus priest reporting this information excitedly expressed his inner turmoil with his mechanical voice, oil leaking from him, and conveyed the Imperium's message to the Arch-Magos.
Upon hearing this, Arch-Magos Phaerus was equally thrilled, continuously chanting binary hymns.
For the Omnissiah to personally come and rescue their small Mechanicus fleet, what an honor that was!
Such glory made Arch-Magos Phaerus feel as if his life had been worth it.
After all, the Omnissiah had truly praised them, calling them exploratory.
The immensely excited Arch-Magos Phaerus looked at the Starfish fleets besieging them and suddenly felt no fear.
What was there to fear?
These Starfish merely relied on their overwhelming fleet numbers and some absurd technology that suppressed their superluminal travel, limiting them to only 70 times the speed of light; otherwise—
"Hmph!" Arch-Magos Phaerus snorted disdainfully. If not for their black technology that could restrict their superluminal travel, they wouldn't have needed to request aid from the Omnissiah; their Mechanicus Ark fleet alone would have been enough to make these Starfish regret their actions!
"The Omnissiah is coming, and the Omnissiah personally called us enterprising. Therefore, we must not disappoint Him!"
"Order the fleet to fight while retreating. As soon as their shields fail, we will charge in and destroy their pursuing fleet. I will use them to declare our victory!"
Arch-Magos Phaerus was extremely excited. He felt that with the Omnissiah's imminent arrival, he shouldn't just run all the time; he had to attack!
He wanted to achieve victory to celebrate the Omnissiah coming to him, which thrilled him!
Under their Arch-Magos' command, the Mechanicus Ark fleet began a new maneuver, slowly reducing its speed to allow the Starfish fleet to catch up and launch an attack.
But how could the Starfish not see through such a simple plan from the Mechanicus?
Sessathar—that was the name of the Starfish species.
The Sessathar species resembled a Patrick Star from the seabed, but unlike Patrick, they were a highly warlike and aggressive nation.
Although this species and civilization were not as vast as the Imperium, their numbers were considerable. The entire civilization occupied nearly the entire Large Magellanic Cloud, possessing over 400,000 planets as their colonies.
They also developed extensive AI technology and superluminal travel technology. More importantly, they also mastered Warp travel technology, and since the Warp Daemons generally did not interfere with matters outside the Milky Way, Warp travel outside the Milky Way was extremely effective.
However, their Warp travel was only on par with humanity's, as they also relied on Astronomicans.
But the advantage of this civilization was that there were no Warp Daemons in their part of the Warp.
Moreover, 10,000 years ago, they acquired some Necron technology and some Ancestor's Afterglow they possessed at the empire's inception, which allowed them to create Astronomicans in the Warp.
Furthermore, as a satellite galaxy of the Milky Way, the Large Magellanic Cloud was precisely within the Necrons' protection range.
This meant the Starfish's development had been smooth sailing.
Except for occasional skirmishes with the Necrons, which gave them a bit of a headache.
But overall, life was very good, a pleasant life that only began to change slightly after the "oil-men" arrived in their galaxy.
"Commander, the unknown species' battleship has now slowed down. It seems they want us to catch up and attack them. What do you think?"
"Since we've already figured it out, should we still play into their hands?"
Facing his subordinate's report, Commander Nord, the Starfish commander in charge of this pursuit fleet, merely glanced at his subordinate and retorted.
"But, Commander, aren't we supposed to pursue and destroy the enemy? If they slow down and we don't pursue, how will we complete our mission?"
His subordinate, of course, knew how absurd this situation was and what the consequences would be if they acted that way, but he had no choice.
Their mission was to annihilate this unknown species' fleet. Now that the enemy fleet had finally slowed down, they could catch up.
Why wouldn't they seize the opportunity to attack?
Even knowing it was the enemy's plan, they could only grit their teeth and go for it.
"No need to rush. Our Starweb Core has already calculated the star system they are heading to, and a fleet has already gone ahead via Warp travel to block them."
"We don't need to incur extra casualties; we just need to follow right behind them."
Nord answered his subordinate's question.
"Once we catch them, I definitely want to see what species they are. In our star system, I've never seen such a unique species that can fly so fast."
"Their technology might have some reference value. You can research it. I never thought your research capabilities would be so weak; you've simply disgraced our ancestors' prestige!"
"Even now, the conventional limit is a mere 60 times the speed of light, you truly are!"
With that, the Starfish Commander used one of his legs to harshly kick his adjutant next to him; he was very displeased.
The Forge Fleet of the Mechanicus began to advance slowly.
Their speed started to drop to 50 times the speed of light, allowing the starfish warships behind them to enter their FTL travel and catch up.
At the same time, 50 times the speed of light was not something the starfish could easily achieve. Although these starfish warships could reach 60 times the speed of light in their maximum extreme speed mode, doing so would consume a large amount of energy and destabilize their shields.
The Mechanicus warships, suppressed by the starfish's FTL inhibitor, could only travel at 70 times the speed of light.
That was merely their speed being inhibited by the opponent's FTL inhibitor; their energy consumption, however, was not reduced, and they could still travel just as fast.
The Mechanicus' energy core could still power their warships forward, but the starfish could not.
Arch-Magos Philus' idea was very simple: let the enemy catch up at 60 times the speed of light, then heavily consume their energy and destabilize their shields.
However, these starfish did not comply. They did not enter the ultra-extreme mode of 60 times the speed of light. Instead, they maintained 50 times the speed of light, trailing far behind the Mechanicus fleet.
"Arch-Magos Philus, those damned xenos haven't caught up. Instead, they're still trailing behind us, maintaining the same speed as us."
Upon hearing this, Arch-Magos Philus glanced at his ship's sensor, confirmed the enemy's status, and then spoke.
"Release Void Mines. Since they're unwilling to catch up and fight us, then we'll lay some traps for them ahead!"
"This..." The Mechanicus Priest hesitated slightly upon hearing this.
"Arch-Magos, we've been fighting for too long and consumed too many Void Mines. If we waste Void Mines now, and we're forced into another full-scale chase from all directions, it will be difficult for us to rely on Void Mines to hinder the enemy's pursuit."
From the moment they sent out a distress signal requesting imperial aid until Noah personally dispatched a fleet to rescue them, the Mechanicus warships had been fighting here for over four months.
The Forge Ark Fleet did not request imperial assistance immediately upon encountering the attack. After all, it was initially just some ordinary xeno civilizations; how could they suddenly ask the Empire for help?
The Ark Fleet only requested aid later because the Mechanicus' Forge Ark Fleet was struggling in subsequent battles.
"Then use a little less. At least give them some burden!"
"At worst, we'll risk reopening the warp lane and making a jump through the warp. We now have a 5000x FTL engine; even if we get lost in the depths of normal space, we can find a place for resupply!"
"As long as we can find any alien civilization's planet, we can plunder it!"
Arch-Magos Philus made his decision after less than a second of thought.
It was merely a shortage of ammunition; at worst, they would risk entering the warp for travel. As long as they shook off the enemy, their FTL travel could resume.
Once FTL travel resumed, they could search for suitable planets in the void of space to plunder for resupply.
"Yes!" Since the Arch-Magos had spoken, what could the Mechanicus Priest do?
He naturally carried out the order.
The next second, the entire Mechanicus Forge Ark Fleet jettisoned a large number of Void Torpedoes, once again scattering them in the void behind them, awaiting the arrival of the starfish fleet.
The starfish were, after all, a species capable of FTL combat, and their detection systems were not to be underestimated.
Although the Imperial Void Mines could quickly conceal themselves after deployment to prevent detection, they could still be detected when first launched from the ship.
"Those damned two-legged xenos! They've deployed a large number of Void Mines again. Damn it, if it weren't for the decline of our Imperial glory, we would definitely make these guys pay!"
Nord, the commander of the starfish pursuit fleet, angrily slammed the console in front of him upon seeing this.
If their glory had not faded, how could they be toyed with by such a petty fleet?
Hearing their commander once again lamenting the decline of their Imperial glory, the surrounding starfish could no longer suppress their curiosity and asked.
"Commander, you always say that the glory of our Sesar Empire is gone, but how glorious was the Empire's glory once?"
They often heard their commander speak of the Empire's past glory as magnificent, but the specific extent of that past glory was not something these young starfish could comprehend.
They didn't know how glorious the Empire once was. These starfish were merely young starfish and fleet commanders created in the last few centuries, a completely incomparable situation.
Just as there are immortals among humans, there are also several immortals among the starfish: their supreme commander, several fleet commanders, and scientists.
These individuals are all immortals; they are almost immune to the ravages of time, and thus they know the former glory of the Sesar Empire.
However, this glory was never publicly disclosed.
Aside from these immortals frequently speaking of how glorious their race once was, there was no explanation to the entire imperial populace about just how magnificent it truly was at the time.
Nord the starfish's two bright eyes in his abdomen looked at the young warriors beside him.
Yes, these old-timers kept talking about how glorious their former empire was, but they never told these young descendants what that glory actually entailed.
Therefore, it was understandable that these young descendants were unaware of this matter.
"You ask how glorious we once were. I can tell you that 5000 times the speed of light, like that fleet opposite us, was commonplace throughout the former Empire."
"In fact, such speed was insignificant to us; our speed far surpassed theirs!"
"You are all just young soldiers, so you don't know that within the Empire, there are reserves of ancient warships—warships left over from the most glorious period!"
"Don't think this fleet of mechanical lifeforms can survive our warships' pursuit by sheer luck. But if we need to deploy our glorious ancestral warships, we can instantly annihilate them!"
Nord the starfish raised his tentacles high, displaying his pride and arrogance. Only immortals like him truly understood how proud and glorious the Empire once was.
"I can proudly tell you that at our peak, we waged a full-scale war with humanity across the stars!"
"humans!?" The young Starfish officer and soldiers murmured the word. Most Starfish were hearing such a strange word for the first time. What kind of race were humans?
The former Empire and humans once waged a full-scale war across the stars. Why was this called so glorious?
Their Empire possessed Ancestor Warships. Once those Ancestor Warships were activated, annihilating the semi-mechanical species before them would be effortless. All these pieces of information bombarded the minds of these young Starfish.
Looking at these ordinary Starfish soldiers, somewhat bewildered, Nord, the commander of the Pursuit Fleet, was also a little disappointed.
It had been too long. Too much time had passed. The war between them and humans had been so long ago that only a few of them, the Immortals, knew of it.
These ordinary young Starfish had completely forgotten how glorious their past splendor was. They also couldn't comprehend what an epic feat it was to engage in battle with humans across the stars.
Although they ultimately failed, and even, according to the usual human style, they were probably the last survivors of that Starfish Empire.
Nord's mood was somewhat low. They were not the indigenous inhabitants of this galaxy and universe.
They just inexplicably appeared here. Ten thousand years ago, they appeared here and developed this brilliant civilization: 400,000 colony planets!
400,000 colony planets—what an enormous number this was.
If this number had existed in the former Cessal Empire, then perhaps they would not have failed in the war against humans!
Even if the colony planets they had created were quite abstract, and even 10,000 of them combined could only barely compare to the production capacity of a single colony planet during their peak.
Moreover, the most important thing was that their technology, in 10,000 years, had not only not made any progress but had rapidly regressed.
Now, they could only achieve 60 times the speed of light at most. If it weren't for a few of them, the Immortals, still being alive and preserving a portion of their technology to develop the FTL inhibitor, the semi-mechanical civilization's fleet before them could have annihilated their fleet.
They would have to activate those warships from 10,000 years ago, those warships from the Empire's peak.
But that batch of warships represented the peak of their final glory.
Those warships were truly one less with each one used, one less with each one lost.
The warships had been in service for an increasingly long time. They weren't sure if these warships could last another 10,000 years.
Although they believed their former Empire's technology should be able to last for several tens of thousands of years without issue, what if?
What if these Ancestor Warships were gone?
If those mechanical civilizations in this area, the so-called Necrons, appeared within their Empire, then with their current warships, they would not be a match for the Necrons.
Only those warships from the Empire's most glorious period could contend with these Necrons.
Those Ancestor Warships truly must not be used unless it's the most critical situation.
Alas!
Nord let out a heavy sigh, and the entire Starfish exuded an air of sadness.
How could one who had experienced glory endure the current trough?
In 10,000 years, they had not only failed to restore the glory of the Cessal Empire but had also reduced themselves to merely clinging to survival here.
Sixty times the speed of light—such a slow flight speed—even ordinary civilizations that had just left their home planet and entered interstellar civilization could achieve that, yet they had taken a full 10,000 years!
At this rate of development, what kind of technology they could develop in the next 10,000 years was truly an unknown. It could be said that the Ancestor Warships were their sole reliance.
Not everyone was a top scientist like Noah. He could rebuild human civilization wherever he went, as long as there were humans.
Top-tier, all-around scientists like Noah represented a race's most precious asset.
They were the cornerstones of civilization and also guided its future. Once an ordinary civilization lost its technological system and relied only on a few Immortals, rapid decline would inevitably follow.
"Alright, there's no need to dwell on past glories. Even if I describe it to you, you wouldn't be able to grasp how powerful our Empire once was!"
"You young ones only need to know that we were once glorious and great. You must strive to achieve the greatness and splendor of our race."
He didn't know why these Starfish before him were so abstract and unable to inherit their powerful gene sequence, but this didn't stop Nord from encouraging them.
What could they do? This civilization was literally brought up by them from scratch; it was the continuation of their Starfish civilization, even if these descendants seemed so abstract.
They could only grudgingly accept it and develop slowly. Anyway, there were no powerful enemies threatening them, so things would eventually get better.
Even if their development here for a thousand years could only be compared to one year of the former Empire, it was still true.
"Oh," hearing the commander say this, the naive younger generation of Starfish could only respond with an "oh."
Their Empire wasn't entirely silent about past glories to the younger generation, but most, like their commander, would stop halfway through, deliberately cutting off interest.
And each time, humans would be mentioned, but what kind of race were humans? They wouldn't say a single word.
The internal discussions within the Starfish warship were limited to their own conversations. At this time, the two fleets were still slowly trailing each other, and within the Warp, ordinary Starfish warships had quietly arrived at the positions they had calculated and predicted in advance.
In just a few hours, they could complete the encirclement of this Adeptus Mechanicus Forge Fleet. By then... everything would be settled. This semi-human, semi-mechanical fleet that had troubled the entire Starfish Empire for several months would be utterly destroyed under their attack.
The young Starfish thought so, and the naval commander, who possessed immortal characteristics, also believed the same. Soon, this semi-mechanical life form would be annihilated by them, and then the entire Empire's development could return to normal!
Everything would return to normal; they could slowly continue to advance their tech tree!
Even if their descendants' method of advancing the tech tree was so abstract, so suicidal, with 1,000 years of development only comparable to one year of the former Empire.
But it didn't matter. These leaders of theirs were Immortals. They believed they would eventually endure until that day!
Archmagos, we have detected strange Warp fluctuations ahead. It is highly likely that the enemy has once again used the Warp to reach our front lines, preparing to launch their 12th encirclement operation against us.
This time, the Warp fluctuation signals are particularly strong! The scale of this Starfish fleet must not be underestimated; it could be the sum of all previous encounters!
The Starfish's plan had already been executed 11 times in the previous four months.
Each time their encirclement appeared, it caused significant losses to the Forge Fleet, and now they were about to conduct another pincer movement, a four-sided encirclement.
Moreover, the scale of this one was clearly much larger than before.
Such news made Archmagos Phylarchus somewhat uneasy.
"Since the enemy isn't falling for it, we shouldn't continue to entangle with them here. Open the Warp channel and prepare for a forced Warp disengagement from this location!"
Since uneasiness had appeared, it had to be treated seriously. Archmagos Phylarchus chose to forcibly initiate a Warp jump and then escape from this place.
He merely wanted to offer a victory to the omnissiah. Since it was clearly impossible to offer a victory to the omnissiah now, he might as well escape first.
The omnissiah did not lack this one victory from him. What he needed to do was to persevere, wait for the omnissiah to arrive at his position, and then achieve glory!
"Understood," the Tech-Priest chose to execute the order. Soon, the battleship began preparing for a forced Warp jump, an action observed by Nord, the Starfish battleship commander who was pursuing them from behind.
"These damnable half-mechanical civilizations, they want to escape! They must not be allowed to escape! Order the battleships to enter overload phase, activate 80 times light speed, and pursue them!"
60 times light speed was the limit for conventional battleships, but 80 times light speed was the true limit among limits!
Many Starfish soldiers would die under such superluminal speed at 80 times light speed, but compared to suffering a few casualties, destroying this fleet of mechanical life was far more important.
As for why this was necessary, and whether it was worth it? Nord could directly tell the questioner:
It's worth it!!!
Previous skirmishes had revealed that the half-mechanical lifeforms on the other side had life forms somewhat similar to humans.
Although they were likely not the humans with whom they had waged a full-scale war in the galaxy, all of this still made him uneasy.
More importantly, the enemy's machines were similar to humans, which meant they were their enemies!
Such existences must be eliminated!
He wanted to destroy this mechanical fleet.
Hearing his order, the Starfish officer hesitated, as executing this order would result in a large number of non-combat personnel losses among the officers and crew on their battleship.
"Commander..." Nord impatiently cut off his subordinate almost immediately.
"Do not voice any opinions. Execute the orders I give. If you cannot execute them, then you can step down from this position. I do not need someone who cannot carry out my commands."
"Yes," the subordinate timidly replied. These Immortals-level commanders had existed since the empire's inception.
Even though their fleet commander merely led them in pursuit, it was important to remember that the fleets between Red Stone Town, including those entering the Warp, were also under this commander's charge.
He was also one of the civilization's original founders, so his orders were almost impossible to defy.
The Starfish subordinate had no choice but to carry out the order, even if the outcome of such an order would result in at least a 50% loss of Starfish officers and crew throughout the entire fleet, regardless of the circumstances.
One second later, the speed of the Starfish battleships began to increase dramatically.
They easily broke through the 60 times light speed previously detected by the Adeptus Mechanicus, heading towards 80 times light speed, and rapidly closed the gap between themselves and the Adeptus Mechanicus fleet.
"Alert! Enemy fleet speed has surged to 80 times light speed!" The Tech-Priest's warning was reported abruptly.
Archmagos Phylarchus was greatly astonished upon hearing this news.
Even though he had already become a half-human, half-mechanical construct, an expression of shock, dumbfounded, could still be seen on his mechanical face.
"How is this possible? This is impossible! How could they break through 80 times light speed? In our previous attempts, they only reached 60 times light speed!"
"No time! Is the Warp channel open yet? We need to evade immediately, otherwise, once they entangle us, we will have nowhere to escape!"
Now was clearly not the time to investigate why they could achieve 80 times light speed. The most important question now was whether the Warp tunnel would open and if they could timely hide in the Warp and immediately escape from this place.
"According to estimates, it is not possible. We cannot escape this place before the enemy's attack arrives.
We will probably need to leave a portion of the battleships to obstruct the enemy's advance, or we can disregard their attacks and continue to rush into the Warp channel."
"However, it is difficult for us to confirm whether the enemy can maintain our Warp channel and then rush in with us, engaging us in the Warp."
The Tech-Priest quickly reported the results predicted by the intelligent AI to Archmagos Phylarchus.
Leave a portion of the fleet to block, and the remaining fleet escapes into the Warp?
This choice was clearly very humiliating, but it was clear that the Adeptus Mechanicus fleet had no choice at this moment, so he made his decision.
"Leave 1/4 of the fleet to block the enemy, and the rest continue to open the Warp channel at the fastest speed and then escape from this place!"
"No sacrifice is too great to accept. We must leave this place and report all details to the omnissiah, preparing for the omnissiah's arrival."
"More importantly, the 60 times light speed we previously reported to the omnissiah is clearly problematic. We must rectify our mistake and absolutely not allow the omnissiah to receive such erroneous intelligence."
Archmagos Phylarchus' thinking had long shifted from bringing victory to the omnissiah to reporting the news that these Starfish could achieve 80 times light speed to Noah.
Although 80 times light speed and 60 times light speed only differed by 20 times, such a speed in fleet combat, especially when they had equipment to suppress superluminal travel, would absolutely be fatal.
The speed of a battleship could affect the outcome of a battle on a very large scale.
The Adeptus Mechanicus fleet detached a portion, which ceased its advance and instead turned to launch an attack.
They were tasked with covering the main fleet's retreat, and thus they were resolved to fight to the death.
However, as the Adeptus Mechanicus fleet prepared for a counterattack, Starfish Commander Nord immediately saw through their intentions.
"In human Citizen terms, this is like a warrior cutting off his own arm, but what does it matter? You won't escape!"
As a fleet commander who had experienced many interstellar wars and was extremely proficient in fleet combat, he knew exactly how to fight.
Even though the Adeptus Mechanicus had made the move of a warrior cutting off his own arm, such an act seemed incredibly weak to Nord at that moment.
"Detach a portion of the fleet to monitor this enemy fleet, and the rest will continue the pursuit, ignoring their attacks!"
"They absolutely won't be able to do anything to our shields for a while; we just need to catch up and engage their fleet!"
Nord knew what their shields meant. They had lost a lot of technology, but some shield technology had still been preserved.
Their energy shields had Daemonstrated extremely powerful combat capabilities when defending against enemy attacks.
It was merely a matter of ignoring the enemy and continuing to attack their main force, allowing the enemy fleet to launch some attacks on their own warships; such losses were completely acceptable.
The Starfish fleet ignored the Adeptus Mechanicus fleets that had turned to attack them, employing a wave of cold violence.
No matter what weapons the Adeptus Mechanicus fleet used to attack the Starfish fleet, even if a Starfish warship was destroyed under the Adeptus Mechanicus warships' assault, the entire fleet still ignored them.
These Starfish fleets had only one goal.
That was to pin down the entire Adeptus Mechanicus fleet, thereby allowing the Adeptus Mechanicus fleet to fall completely into the encirclement and be destroyed by them!
"Damn it!" Archmagos Phylarchus angrily slammed the control panel in front of him.
For an Adeptus Mechanicus Archmagos to slam his warship's control panel, how abstract a thing was that? From this, one could see how much of a headache he was experiencing at that moment!
The Starfish warships were rushing towards their main fleet regardless of the cost, as if everything had already been decided.
His Forge Fleet had previously intended to use these Starfish as a stepping stone to achieve victory and offer it to the omnissiah, but now these Starfish were watching him, an Adeptus Mechanicus Archmagos, make such a move, preparing to completely destroy his entire fleet.
He was merely a Archmagos; he was ultimately no match for these normal fleet commanders. The Starfish fleet's feigned weakness had caught him completely off guard.
As time slowly passed, the two armies finally engaged in battle!
"Fight back and engage them! Even if everyone dies here, we must not be cowards, for the glory of the omnissiah!"
Since there was no escaping, then he would not run; he would fight back!
As a Archmagos, he had to prove to the omnissiah that he was not a coward. For the glory of the omnissiah, he would fight these xenos to the death.
But even though he had prepared for a desperate fight, he still felt a pang of anguish when engaging the xenos.
This fleet was the greatest asset of his own Forge World. Now, the entire exploration fleet was suffering insane losses, and more importantly, many of his naval strategies were completely unusable in this battle.
The opponent's shields were also effective against low-speed targets, which led to their ultimate battleship boarding tactics being completely unresolvable.
These xenos simply wouldn't engage in boarding actions; they relied on warship-to-warship bombardments.
Such battles, even after Noah's appearance, had begun to become common in the Imperium of Man, but how could traditions spanning tens of thousands of years be so easily changed?
Archmagos Phylarchus was extremely anxious facing the current battle situation.
Meanwhile, in the Warp, Noah was leading his fleet towards his location. Although on the surface it seemed that the Starfish and Adeptus Mechanicus fleets had not been fighting for long, in reality, more than ten Terra days had already passed.
At this point, Noah's fleet was only a day's journey away from the battlefield where the Adeptus Mechanicus was engaging the enemy.
Reinforcements were actually already on their way, and Noah had also already seen the situation on the battlefield.
"Adjutant Alexander, enlarge the target. Why do these warships look so familiar?"
It had been several years since he had arrived in the Warhammer Universe. He didn't know why, but when Noah saw the design of the fleets that were chasing the Adeptus Mechanicus, he felt a strong sense of familiarity.
"I always feel like I've seen this warship design somewhere before, Adjutant Alexander, pull up my database and compare the warship styles."
A scientist's mind was very useful, but there was simply too much knowledge in a scientist's mind. For some unimportant things, Noah generally chose to archive them.
Instead of thinking about the problem himself, it was better to directly hand it over to his AI and have him retrieve it from the database.
"Received. The enemy warship design has been entered into the database and is being compared. Comparison complete. There are a total of 1,996,543 similar targets."
"Further optimization and comparison are underway. Comparison complete. I have selected the most similar targets and performed an analysis."
"Analysis results are out. The most likely similar warship form is the C'tan Empire warship style."
"Those Starfish?" Because the enemies of this empire also looked similar to Starfish, and Adjutant Alexander had directly shown him which empire's warships these ships resembled.
This allowed Noah to immediately pinpoint the target.
"If there are no surprises, it should be that Starfish Empire. The database marks them as a kill-on-sight target!"
"human citizens who encounter these Starfish have the obligation and the right to turn them into canned goods or eradicate them all!"
Noah lowered his head and looked at his ship's display room, especially the name of this moon of war, europa 7.
"This is truly a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road!"
"I didn't expect that even after appearing here, I would still encounter these damned Starfish!"
Noah couldn't help but murmur. He hadn't expected that after appearing in the unfamiliar Warhammer Universe, he would still encounter such an abstract situation.
He had almost changed universes, and he could still encounter these Starfish, the former enemies of humanity?
"Trajan, order our forces to prepare for battle. We must make a concerted effort to eliminate all these Starfish. This is what we need to do most next!"
Regardless of whether the other party was the former enemy of the Terran Federation, just because they resembled Starfish, and even their warship designs were somewhat similar, they should be sent to their deaths.
"Yes, Warmaster!" Trajan chose to obey the order, but after relaying it and returning to stand behind Noah, he couldn't help but ask.
"Warmaster, I just heard you conversing with your AI. Do you have some understanding of the xenos we are about to face?"
Anyone with a sound mind, after hearing the content of Noah's conversation with his AI, would most likely conclude that Noah should have some understanding of that xenos.
"Yes, but it can also be said no."
"I do have some understanding, but the xenos civilization I know shouldn't be this weak."
At present, it can only be confirmed that these Starfish resemble the others, but it cannot be definitively said that these Starfish are the enemies he once encountered. Therefore, Noah did not claim to fully understand.
Trajan was full of questions, not understanding the meaning of Noah's words. What did he mean by "I do have some understanding, but I cannot yet confirm if it is the one I know. Not this weak?"
"Weak?"
"Weak?"
Trajan glanced at the data sent by the Adeptus Mechanicus, then recalled the weapons and equipment once possessed by the Imperium of Man, and finally shook his head helplessly.
Weak?
How was it weak?
Then Trajan looked at the cruiser beneath his feet, the europa 7 moon of war.
Alright, if compared to the warships the Warmaster brought out, then 60 times the speed of light was indeed insignificant, and could be considered weak.
Trajan was a bit confused, but this was not a problem.
He was just a mere Commander of the Custodes; all he needed to do was obey Noah's orders.
As for everything else, it had nothing to do with him; he didn't need to care.
After all, he was just a military general. As for how strong the opponent was and how to fight them, these were matters for the Warmaster to consider.
Trajan withdrew his curiosity and prepared to execute the battle plan, while the Adeptus Mechanicus fleet was already in dire straits under the attack of the Starfish fleet.
Their numbers were rapidly decreasing, and the Starfish's attacks were becoming increasingly fierce. Several massive Mechanicus Arks huddled together, using their void shields—a top-tier defense—to strenuously resist the enemy's assaults.
Meanwhile, ordinary destroyers, strike cruisers, and other common warships were frantically deploying numerous traps to impede the enemy's advance, creating minor obstacles on their path to delay them for longer and inflict more damage.
The Adeptus Mechanicus fleet was almost at its breaking point. Just turning back and engaging the pursuing fleet wasn't the biggest challenge for the Adeptus Mechanicus fleet; the greatest difficulty was the Starfish fleet that suddenly appeared behind them.
"Archmagos, I fear we cannot hold out much longer. We have failed the glory of the omnissiah!"
The priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus bowed their heads, somewhat afraid to look up at their Archmagos.
The omnissiah was coming to rescue them personally, yet they couldn't hold on until the omnissiah's arrival. What a sorrowful fate!
Just as the remaining members of the Adeptus Mechanicus fleet felt a surge of grief and indignation, a massive Warp passage opened once again behind them.
The battle between the two sides also ceased due to the appearance of this colossal Warp passage.
Because this Warp passage was simply too large. Under normal circumstances, a cruiser is only about 20 kilometers in size, and even the Adeptus Mechanicus' Mechanicus Arks are similar. Although Starfish warships are somewhat larger, they are not much different when titan ships are not deployed.
This pursuing fleet was only chasing the Adeptus Mechanicus; how could there be a planet-sized warship? Precisely because of this, the Warp passages they opened were actually of a limited size.
However, now in the void of space, a gigantic Warp passage opened, large enough to accommodate an entire planet's journey. Such a massive Warp storm caused both warring parties to cease their hostilities.
The commander of the Starfish pursuit fleet, Commander Nord, felt a very bad premonition.
Such a Warp passage clearly indicated the scale of a planet-sized warship. In the 10,000 years they had been there, the only civilization they had encountered that possessed planet-sized warships seemed to be the Necrons, those liquid mechanical lifeforms.
However, these liquid mechanical lifeforms almost never traveled through the Warp; they always traversed through real space. Therefore, the presence of the Necrons could be ruled out.
Who could it be?
Commander Nord furrowed his brow. It was hard to imagine the central part of a Starfish being able to furrow a brow—how abstract was that?
"All fleets, cease attacking this semi-mechanized lifeform fleet! Prepare for battle!"
"Make sure battle preparations are complete. If it's an enemy, immediately charge and engage!"
The commander first issued this solemn order to all the warships.
And after this order was given, he disconnected from all warship command systems and instead connected to a secret communication system.
"Regent Strande Sharpbeak, we have encountered a massive Warp passage. The opponent should possess a planet-sized warship!"
"We cannot currently determine the combat power of the planet-sized warship, nor can we determine their friendliness or hostility towards our empire. However, our empire now controls almost the entire galaxy; their arrival will surely lead to war with us."
"I request that we now activate a fleet of Imperial warships from when we first arrived in this galaxy!"
"We need these warships to escort our descendants."
Regardless of the civilization, the sheer size of planet-sized warships represents their combat power. Facing such warships, the current existing Starfish Empire warships are absolutely no match for them.
Therefore, for these Starfish, the best solution was to activate the warships from the fleet they brought when they first arrived in this galaxy.
Use such warships to confront planet-sized warships, use such warships to confront planet-sized warships.
The Starfish's private communication channel was not as abstract as the communication they currently displayed. This communication system could communicate across the entire galaxy without any delay.
At least within a range of 200,000 light-years, there would be no delay when they communicated.
These devices were relatively difficult to maintain, but for the Immortal leaders of the Starfish Empire, equipping themselves with such devices was not a problem.
"I understand. I will activate a batch of warships to support you. I hope they don't intend to fight us!"
Uld Sharpbeak, the leader of the Sethsar Empire, responded to his old comrade's request almost immediately after receiving the message.
The Starfish Empire activated a batch of warships that had existed since they arrived in this universe. The number was not large, merely two battleships, one titan warship, and more than 10 destroyers and frigates.
Such a fleet would have only been considered a patrol fleet in the former Starfish Empire. It wasn't that these Starfish didn't want to activate the planet-sized warship moon of war; it was mainly because if the moon of war were activated, it would be too difficult for the current Starfish Empire to bear the cost.
Just as Noah had amassed a large number of resources to create the moon of war and establish a secondary singularity.
The moon of war in the normal conventional sense would not be equipped with a secondary singularity energy source.
To sustain the moon of war's combat and maintenance needs, the Starfish Empire would need to expend a large amount of energy and materials.
Under normal circumstances, the Starfish Empire could accept this, but once the moon of war was activated and needed to be deployed into battle, it would be an unbearable expense for the entire Starfish Empire.
A titan ship was enough; their titan ship was already capable of confronting weaker Necrons world engine.
Deploying a fleet centered around titan ships, theoretically, even if they couldn't defeat the enemy, they should at least be able to make them think twice.
The Starfish made what they considered the most appropriate decision, after all, not every civilization was like humans, acting like rabid dogs.
They never thought twice. They had only blown up a small europa 7 colony before.
Those damned humans were like madmen, starting a full-scale war with their entire Starfish Empire!
Especially that crazy Terran Federation; they had clearly bombed a colony of the Earth Alliance, and who knew why this Terran Federation suddenly went mad, bringing a Colossus to their colony and forcibly blowing it up.
Although this battle occurred ten thousand years ago, the Starfish Empire still felt a headache whenever they thought of that rabid war with humans.
This was the nightmare of all Starfish Empire immortals. In that war, the Empire was almost on the brink of collapse. If they hadn't, by accident, appeared in this galaxy, they would probably have been buried along with the entire glorious Empire.
The Starfish fleet was activated and prepared to go for support. At this moment, Noah's battleship also slowly emerged from the Warp. But when the enormous moon of war appeared before the Starfish, Nord, the commander of this Starfish pursuit fleet, was stunned.
Moon of war!!!?!
He recognized immediately what the warship appearing before him was.
That was the moon of war, that was a planet-sized warship!!!
"How is that possible?!"
"How could the moon of war appear in this place!"
Nord could not believe the type of warship his own warship had detected.
That was the moon of war. That thing was completely different from the Necrons world engine they had encountered before; it carried Colossus weapons.
It could directly destroy an entire star system by attacking its star. This level of planet-sized warship was completely different from the previous Necrons warships.
More importantly, the moon of war's shields were astonishingly thick. Attacks that could destroy an entire star system would merely cause its shield energy bar to drop a little, while the warship itself could still operate normally.
Possessing the moon of war meant that the opponent was definitely a normal interstellar civilization. If the opponent was a normal interstellar civilization, then what would they, the Starfish, do? Wouldn't they be completely doomed?
Nord was in a lot of pain, and his pain reached its peak the next second.
He saw the emblem on the moon of war. Besides the double-headed eagle of the Imperium of Man, Noah had also added the single-headed Aquila of the Terran Federation to the moon of war.
humans!!!!
They chased them here??
"humans!!!" Commander Nord's tentacles trembled violently in fear, "This is impossible! How could they also have come to this universe!"
The moon of war europa 7 slowly unfurled its weapon arrays, the Terran Federation Aquila emblem on its hull shining brightly under the starlight.
This emblem was as familiar as a nightmare to the Starfish.
Although he had just been reminiscing about the glorious achievements of his once great nation, having launched a full-scale war against humanity across the stars, behind this Merits was a crushing defeat!
Before his transmigration, the wars between the Starfish Empire and humans were almost always losses with few victories. The few historical counterattacks were quickly pushed back by the human army.
Just as they had previously used Colossus weapons to directly cleanse powerful human colonies, humans, when attacking their colonies, also used Colossus weapons without hesitation, easily wiping out all life on their planets.
In the ten years before they transmigrated, the Terran Federation had eliminated over 1470 star systems under their control, with each star system being completely destroyed and turned into a black hole by the Terran Federation.
Their Colossus continuously attacked their most important colonies, destroying their ascended colonies and cutting off the Starfish's last resistance.
Especially that Terran Federation Navy Grand Marshal, Darius Kyle Kane, whom all of them called the Executioner.
That guy was a top Grand Marshal of the Terran Federation. His Home Guard Fleet carried out a brutal pursuit against their entire Starfish Empire.
His personal flagship was the quasar battleship, Eternal Spire. The human army had virtually swept away all resistance from their Starfish Empire.
From small planet-sized warships to large quasar battleships, almost none could gain any advantage against that Grand Marshal.
Before their transmigration, that Grand Marshal had almost destroyed two-thirds of their Starfish Empire's military power, with the remaining one-third also being progressively destroyed.
As the former Navy Commander of the Starfish Empire, he was well aware of how powerful the Terran Federation's fleet was. Just seeing this emblem for the first time, Commander Nord, who had originally been quite calm, was now utterly panicked.
"Retreat, retreat, we must retreat, retreat immediately!!!"
No one knew why such a terrified expression could be seen on a Starfish's face, but compared to his expression, his actions were even more direct. The Starfish fleet, which had been pressing towards the Adeptus Mechanicus fleet, immediately began to retreat without a word.
Leveraging their technology, which was superior to that of the humans, these Starfish fleets almost instantly forced open Warp channels for an emergency jump.