The main front
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While the Fel Swarm was unleashed upon the unsuspecting comic vine multiverse, this was but a brief diversion to draw the Coalition of Good's attention away from the real assault. Pulling their forces away from their multiverses to attempt to aid the beleaguered multiverse they never realized that the true blow was to their now defenseless worlds. The attack was brutal over every multiverse bordering the Fel Empire a massive Armada of starships entered through a wormhole and immediately laid siege to their planets. The panicking civilians were quickly cut down by landing armies, air forces and navies. Meanwhile hidden sleeper cells on every world burst from the ground, rose from the oceans, descended from the sky, emerged through portals, or teleported in catching the Coalition's forces completely by surprise, they attempted to flee all for naught, as they were mercilessly cut down by the advancing armies. Krikkit war bots brutally cut down fleeing civillians and those who were sworn to protect them. Heroes attempted to stop the advancing army but they could do little to stem the tide, they were simply too many, and any hero worth noting had all weaknesses already found out and weapons to counter them developed.
The Armada even managed to encircle the rescue forces en route and mercilessly attacked them, blasting every rescue ship into space dust and photons. They simply were not expecting that the Baernolar had such a vast millitary even though when it was defeated in the first, second, then third great wars it was disarmed each time. Within Days the attack was already through the border Multiverses and the old alliance of the Fel nine was restored as the other Original beings felt confident that now they could Defy the treaty of Oerth where they met so many aeons ago. The Fel swarm was brutally effeciant with the new soldiers they lacked in the first, second, and third war. A stand was made to stop the forces of the Fel Nine from penetrating any further. Untold Numbers of Soldiers were rushed to stop the attack, spurred by tales of atrocities caused by the advancing Swarm.
Celestiar the incarnate of good of the original fourty five heard the news immediately and was gravely troubled, "was it true? Has my brother returned to destroy the peace we have had for so long since the third war?" mused the Orb of pure goodness which took the form of a fluffy white cloud with solid golden eyes with tentacles coming out of it that resembled a spiral galaxy. But as it mused the situation merely got worse and worse, many of the worlds that it nominally controlled, which included our multiverse, something he entrusted a being we would call God to protect at all costs and shield it from the politics of the Omniverse no matter what happens. Already the Coalition he set up was losing ground on all fronts. At last he decided to take decisive action, He would send a plea for help to Nirivanar and the Orderly nine to assist as it did last time, along with Neutrus and the Impartial Nine and Limbarus and the Chaotic Nine.
As the plea was sent a Vital multiverse that had very little of it's own but is largely filled with immigrants from other multiverses had been reached by a portion of the great armada. This was the Lictoralar Multiverse, and was a major population center. On the World Olartaran which was on the very edge of it Civillians and Soldiers looked at the sky in fear, for it was dominated by Great Crafts and beasts, spearheaded by the Great Wyrm Red Dragon Incineratoras who lead the attack from above. The Massive dragon landed in the middle of a street and bellowed with a great thunder that shook the ground before unleashing a massive cone of flame hotter than the hottest star, incinerating hundreds before it. "Kirov Zeppelin Bombers, release bombs at will!! Destroy their Residences, Bases, Industrial centers and Finance areas!" commanded the Dragon to it's army. As soon as it's order was given the Gargantuan Bomber Zeppelins that filled the skies dropped billions of bombs which fell like rain drops upon the helpless populace like the fury of an angry god.
As the great airships were reducing the city to rubble, more conventional bombers also joined in to decimate anything too quick for the Zeppelins to reach, such as Fighters and Interceptors that were attempting to get into the air to retaliate. Great Helicopter Gunships tore through the defenses of the Planet with a hail of Energy rounds and projectiles, smashing their tank collums with missiles that struck like the furies raining hellfire upon the Coalition's armies. Any fighter that got into the air was immediately met with a vast swarm of Interceptors and Fighters who quickly downed the Upstarts with horrific brutallity. The Seas were choked with vast fleets of Naval vessels, Missiles, Aircraft, Shells, and Energy rounds flew from the fleet into the cities of the world smashing the already terrified populace's courage. Landing vessels unloaded Tanks, Men, and other monstrosities of war upon the beaches of Olartaran. Helicopters and Cargo planes either landed or paradropped equally vast numbers of men and equipment. Amphibious vehicles charged up the beaches and immediately began blasting into the outmatched defenders of the world.
Fel Swarm Soviet Conscripts hell marched to doom as they and Tyranid Gnauts threw themselves at the defenses dying in the millions to defeat the defenses, but soon even these mighty defenses would be overwhelmed by the vast tide of doom coming upon them, and Olaratan fell. Now the Fourth Omniversal War has begun in it's earnest, for now it is the end of all hope.
Trannidar, one of the dreadnought's walked up to a panicking family of six, and was accompanied by Xi'rah'clackz, Xi'rah'clackz turned to tyrannidar and said "Must you really kill these people? I once had a family like this. Why kill them?" as the Necron lord spoke the emerald glow of his eyes sunk to a saddened appearance, but then Tyrannidar spoke, the hive tyrant's corrossive saliva drooled out of it's mouth "Because the Baernolar has said that you are too soft, this is exactly what is needed to show you what it truly means to be a dreadnought." the hive tyrant then grinned with anticipation.
And The Baernolar, Evil itself descended, the incarnate had the form of a two headed dragon, one red, one blue, with several gaping toothed maws opening at random points on it's body, with more noticeable ones on it's palms, the Baernolar stretched forth it's purple wings, and it went on all fours and it's blue head turned to Xi'rah'clackz, "You are to watch every last detail, Xi'rah, for you have become too soft for my liking!" hissed the blue head in a threatening tone.
Xi'rah'clackz t ore his skull and spinal collum out in a slow and inhumane manner, and as it finally came out, massive spurts of blood and flesh covered the area in a sickening spray, it then used the liberated spine as a club to smash the mother into a bloody pulp. The blue head spoke to Xi'rah'clackz who was in shock and disbelief and spoke "Now you are to kill the first born using the spine of their father, you are to do it painfully and slowly, and before that you must reanimate these corpses as undead to slay the others." commanded Baernolar with a hiss of glee.
Xi'rah'clackz let lose a tear from it's true eyes, and smashed the firstborn with the grisly club, and black energy rushed from it's staff, reanimating the dead bodies as undead, devourers to be exact, horiffic and powerful undead that use the souls and psyches of those they slay to fuel their magical abillities, as the negative energy flushed through them, they rose up, their ribs opened to reveal a empty space, and their wounds healed, and the being that was once their father grabbed it's skull and spine and reattached it, their ghoulishly yellow skin glistened with blood, and their nails lengthened and hardened into claws, and one of the children looked at one of the devourers "mommy, why are you doing thi.AAAAAAHHHHHHH" she screamed in her dying moments as the devourer tore her apart like tissue paper, and as their souls and psyches tried to escape to the after life they were drawn into the devourers, forming a vestigal body inside the rib cage that resembled the upper bodies of the recently slain.
Upon doing the deed Xi'rah'clackz dropped to his knees in sorrow, a sorrow that no sapient being should ever have to bare, and he looked at the hands that had done the deed, caked in blood, and the Baernolar gave one last command "Animate the bodies of the children" helpless to resist, Xi'rah'clackz animated the bodies of the children as more devourers, who gleefully devoured the souls and psyches of their elders. The Necron lord walked away it's head in it's hands.