Chapter 60: The End of the Era: Crossing the Sea of ​​Fire

The macro cannons, which were smaller in caliber than those of the Imperial Navy, spewed out deadly flames. On top of the broadside cannons were scarlet automatic cannons. These fully automatic weapons were firing fiercely, and the dense firing arrays wove countless bullet rains into a meteor shower flying across the galaxy.

Countless artillery fire poured out from the Mechanicus warships. The rapidity, terror, and rapid firepower catharsis were enough to amaze any Imperial captain. These star sea warships, which were the most automated in the entire empire, wove a rapid firepower network in a very short time. The macro cannons were roaring, and the automatic cannons were pouring down the rain.

The rapid-fire cannons above the warships lit up the background of the universe, and the rain-like barrage of bullets flew across the planetary orbit, rushing towards the fleet on the other side of the huge star.

The Necrons' tomb ships were rushing at a very fast speed, and those dark ships slid across the surface of the galaxy, as smooth and smooth as curling across the ice.

The rain of bullets hit the black fleet, and the rain of explosions instantly engulfed the fast-moving warships, but after a burst of flames, the Necromancer warships were still moving forward, and there was not even a scratch on their black steel surface.

The Necromancer warships, which seemed to completely ignore fluid mechanics and material physics, were flying at an unimaginable speed. Dark green light flickered around the hull, and the green light was stretched and extended due to the rapid travel of the warships.

The green halo belt dragged and extended behind the Necromancer fleet, like a strange star cluster.

The star-moon-shaped Necromancer harvester rushed forward with several small Necromancer warships. The light spear array and bombardment cannons in the Mechanicus fleet hit the Necromancer hull head-on, and dense bullets poured across the galaxy.

Dazzling fire flashed continuously in the Necromancer fleet, but these hard black warships still rushed towards the Mechanicus fleet at high speed. Green arcs were fired from the weapon cuts in the position, and the cold and silent space of the lightning landslide universe chopped on the Mechanicus frigates. The void shield flickered continuously under the impact of lightning.

With the arrival of the second arc at the speed of light, the warships were shattered and exploded almost instantly, and flames spewed out from the muzzles and buildings.

The broken red buildings collapsed and shattered, and flames gushed out from the broken cracks and gaps. The broken warships tilted and bent around, as if they were spitting out "fire-like blood" like a person whose head was cut off.

The large Mechanicus warship turned its course, and the nova cannon under the golden mechanical skull was charged and gathered. The dazzling beams whistled out and hit the rushing Necromancer warships. Explosions and green lightning gushed out from the broken black stone hull, and broken steel gushed out like a rainstorm.

Nova cannons were fired from large ships one by one. The proud weapons of the Mechanicus finally smashed the advancing Necromancer warships, and the other side immediately responded. Tesla weapons and arcs began to fire at large warships.

The warships of the Mechanicus burst out with amazing courage. Small warships accelerated and rushed forward one by one, using themselves as shields to block arcs.

The frigates exploded and disintegrated one after another, and their gushing "fire blood" lit up the surface of the entire planet's atmosphere, embellishing the dark galaxy background with gorgeous flame flowers.

Dense rainstorms and laser beams passed over the battlefield, and Vito was driving the Thunderhawk at high speed. He drove the Thunderhawk through these dense bullet rains at a very high speed.

It was like passing through a downpour, but not being hit by even a raindrop, because it could not be hit. As long as it was hit by even a cannon or laser beam, the Thunderhawk would quickly explode and disintegrate.

But Vito drove his fighter plane into this sea of ​​death. The movements and running trajectories of the Thunder Eagle changed rapidly, and its movements were so complex that it was dazzling. The flames from the tail jet nozzle almost became linear under the effect of high-speed swinging, just like half of the lines drawn on a painting were bent and straight.

Vito flew in the hail of shells and bullets, as if he was really dancing in a storm but was not hit by raindrops.

His eyes quickly swept across the chaotic battlefield in front of him. The flames of the explosion illuminated his face, reflected in his black eyes. The high-speed swing and rotation of the Inquisitor's wrist drove the Thunder Eagle to move at a high speed.

The large arc turn was achieved under the emergency side thrust of the thruster. Vito used it to roll upward to avoid a beam of light spear. After completing the large turn, he straightened the fuselage and continued to drive at high speed. In the cabin, Ragnar's complaints wailed, as if he thought it was not chaotic enough.

"Ragnar, stop howling!" Vito shouted loudly, and what he got in return was a series of shouts from Ragnar in Fenris, or curses to be exact.

"Next time I would rather be shot out by a cannon than ride on your ship!" Ragnar shouted hoarsely, and Vito smiled and pulled up the control, "Then you'd better start praying for a next time."

Bell looked at the raging sea of ​​fire outside from the small window on the side of the Thunder. He could even hear the vibration of the torpedo engine outside when it passed through the Thunder Eagle's bulkhead at a very close distance.

It has to be said that they are now literally dancing on the sword of the god of death. As long as there is a slight deviation, they will immediately turn into a ball of fire and disappear in the galaxy.

But they didn't. Although Ragnar kept howling, they were still alive and crossing the battlefield.

Bell can be sure that if the empire has a ranking mechanism for pilots, Vito will definitely be the best pilot in the entire empire, and it can even be said that there is no one better.

But Bell was surprised at how Vito could accurately control and sense the fire from all directions when his vision was limited to the glass range of the cockpit, as if he knew where the artillery fire would come from and how long it would take for the next artillery fire to arrive.

"Ah!! All-Father!" "Ragnar, Emperor, stop howling!"

Lancelot cursed loudly, obviously uncomfortable, but strangely, Olaf seemed very calm. Lancelot looked over in surprise, "Old Wolf, you didn't happen to be a pilot of the regiment?"

"No, but I was a member of the Storm Wolf Company before I became a Deathwatch." "What do you mean?" "I used to drive a combat motorcycle." "Ah."

Lancelot raised his head in understanding. He still remembered that when he fought against the Eldar with the White Scars on Leuven Naar, the habits of those speeding enthusiasts did make them very adaptable to this kind of "flying" moment.

Torpedo warheads flashing red in the torpedo tubes roared out, and each Mechanicus warship fired a dense torpedo net.

Vito operated the Thunder Eagle to rush through these whistling torpedoes at a very high speed. The Thunder Eagle flew through the gaps in front and behind the torpedoes, and even cut through them at a very close distance with a scalpel posture.

The torpedo warheads flying around the Thunder Eagle rushed towards the Necromancer fleet, but the black warships shot out green arcs, and the leaping lightning blew up a large number of torpedoes, turning the torpedoes into gorgeous sparks against the background of the starry sea with high-speed continuous bursts.

A large number of torpedo networks exploded one after another, and the small sparks turned into a blooming sea of ​​flowers. The fire cloud obscured the outline and trajectory of the Necromancer fleet, and the sky-high flames swept over and almost touched the Thunder Eagle itself.

The blue wings were burned by the high temperature, and the black scorched surface spread from the edge. Vito operated the Thunder Eagle to fly over the fire cloud with violent vibrations, but when it was passing through the gorgeous flame cloud, the black steel structure in the cloud crashed out.

The Necromancer battleship broke through the fire cloud and moved forward at a high speed from the sea of ​​fire. Vito saw that the crescent-shaped Necromancer battleship was approaching at a high speed and suddenly pulled up the operating lever. The thruster sprayed downward violently, causing the Thunder Eagle to jump back.

The gravity pressure brought by this moment still exceeded 10G, even approaching 20G! If the Astartes had not undergone superhuman transformation, they would have fainted long ago.

But they could still feel a huge dizziness and discomfort, "Fuck!" Ragnar complained loudly, and his roar echoed throughout the fighter.

But Vito had no time to pay attention to him. He suddenly pressed down the nose of the plane and rushed down. He rushed down from the flank of the harvester at high speed and dived out before the huge body collided with the Thunder Eagle. The fighter plane suddenly rushed down from the fire cloud like a dragon entering the sea.

In the dazzling fire cloud and sea of ​​fire, Vito once again operated the fighter plane to roll sideways to dodge the passing Necromancer warships, and the green arcs flickered in the sea of ​​fire.

Vito continued to operate the joystick at high speed, and the Thunder Eagle rotated and sprinted through the gaps between the warships. As it moved forward, the fire cloud also quickly extinguished and dissipated after consuming oxygen. The dark cosmic background appeared in front of him again, but it was almost instantly swallowed by new explosions and flames.

The Mechanicus warships continued to fire back with all their strength, but the vanguard of the Necromancer fleet still rushed into the Mechanicus fleet. The close-range arc strikes caused the Mechanicus warships to break and disintegrate, and the flames of the explosions rolled over the hulls of their own and enemy warships. Vito operated the Thunderhawk to dive down. The Mechanicus warship and the Necromancer warship were fighting each other in front. The explosion of the hull and the broken wreckage flew around the Thunderhawk.

He drove the Thunderhawk to change the speed and angle constantly, flying through various wreckage floating in the zero-gravity environment. The broken hull was illuminated by the gunfire from both sides.

Vito dived down at high speed, and the tail flame of the Thunderhawk was pulled straight. The blue raptor suddenly turned sideways and rushed down from the side of a Mechanicus cruiser. Just as they rushed past, a whole row of macro cannons happened to fire at the same time, and the shock waves from the muzzles collided and hit the fuselage of the Thunderhawk.

The fighter plane lost its balance and began to fall like a fallen leaf in the wind. The vision of the high-speed rotating fighter plane was completely blurred. Vito looked at the afterimages outside the driving glass and pulled the control lever tightly.

"Ah!!!" Ragnar shouted, it seems that he will definitely not be able to ride a roller coaster, Vito thought.

"Inquisitor! We must adjust the angle!" Bell shouted calmly. Vito raised his fist and punched the operating instrument. Suddenly, the intragalactic thruster of the Thunderhawk gunship ignited quickly. The high-power engine consumed the fuel exponentially, but the fierce propulsion flame also stabilized the Thunderhawk.

After a long period of free fall, the thruster pushed at full speed in the counterclockwise direction of rotation, and the huge force hit the cabin heavily. Vito was almost thrown out of the seat, but his hand still held the operating feel tightly to let the Thunderhawk complete the stable balance.

He sat back in the driving chair. The Thunderhawk happened to be facing the chaotic battlefield above his head. The ships of both sides were fighting in close range. The battle was gorgeous and tragic.

Vito's eyes reflected countless flames. He looked at the tragic scene above from the cockpit. The Mechanicus's body of all machines was broken and collapsed, and the fire and blood gushed out to light up the galaxy.

The Astartes were all watching this scene from the cabin. Their vision passed through the unclosed cabin door and looked at the tragic scenes outside the cockpit window.

Vito reached out and opened the communication channel, his eyes still fixed on the battlefield of death, "Cole, let these idiots retreat, all retreat." "Understood, Inquisitor."

Cole's voice sounded briefly, and then immediately disappeared. Vito sighed and adjusted the fighter plane to the planet again.

The Thunder Eagle rushed down, and behind it, the sea of ​​fire was spreading in the orbit of the planet, and the blood of the Mechanical God would be sprinkled all over the orbit of the planet.