Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

Yang Cheng was secretly thinking about his plan in his heart. The plan seemed simple, but every step needed to be executed accurately.

He had to control the brain worm that he had corrupted and the hive battleships controlled by it, waiting for the moment when Yura landed and launching a deadly concentrated fire attack.

At this moment, he decided not to hide his strength anymore and confronted Yura head-on.

Yang Cheng knew very well that if this round of fierce attack failed to destroy Yura in one fell swoop, there would be powerful reinforcements later.

Guilliman, Curze, and Horus's support fleets are coming fast. They will form an impenetrable defense line on the surface of Macragge to intercept Jura.

The four Primarchs joined forces to attack. Such a luxurious lineup is rare. Even someone as strong as Jura would find it difficult to escape unscathed.

However, Yang Cheng's heart was always shrouded in a shadow, that was the fierce battle between the Nurgle demon army and other planets in Ultramar.

These enemies from the Warp are engaged in a fierce confrontation with the Zerg and the Ultramar Defense Force, and the situation is unpredictable.

Their actions are full of uncertainty and become the biggest variable in this battle.

And when Jura's body in the real universe is completely destroyed, Yang Cheng will personally take action to eliminate Jura's divinity in the subspace.

At this moment, Yura is not yet a god of the four gods level in the subspace. His strength can only be considered far beyond the great demons under the evil god. At this moment, Yang Cheng is only one step away from becoming a god.

However, Yang Cheng did not choose to become a god at this moment, because the time has not yet come and the real decisive battle has not yet begun. All he can do now is to continue dealing with the four gods until the end.

The authority represented by Yang Cheng in the subspace is that of Mara, the god of revenge and destruction. He represents the hatred of mankind over billions of years and the endless hatred of mankind being oppressed by alien races.

When Yang Cheng truly becomes a god, the entire subspace will feel the wrath of mankind for tens of millions of years. Of course, the price will be the extinction of the entire human race.

However, this is just a backup plan. Who would be so bored as to fight each other every day? Why would you think so much when you have the Internet?

Just as Yang Cheng was observing, a figure had appeared in the city of Macragge.

"I am the Zerg..." Along with these low but intimidating words, Yura's figure slowly stepped out of the landing capsule.

Her slender body was like a nimble snake, but was tightly wrapped in a layer of hard dark purple armor, flashing a mysterious and cold light.

Behind Yura, a pair of extremely sharp tentacles spread out like devil wings, trembling slightly and emitting a terrifying aura.

These tentacles seem to have their own consciousness, dancing in the air, ready to launch a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.

The lavender spiritual energy exploded around Yura in an instant like a suddenly exploding supernova.

The powerful energy fluctuations caused the surrounding space to distort as it could not withstand this force, and the light became blurred.

Yura's ethereal voice came through her purple visor: "As long as we take this place, the human line of defense will be completely lost..." As soon as the voice fell, she was seen gently waving her arms. The movement seemed gentle, but the power contained in it was immeasurable.

In an instant, an extremely huge psychic power suddenly erupted, turning into an invisible shock wave, rushing towards the defense line of the Star Army soldiers with an overwhelming force.

Wherever this shock wave passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp and piercing whistling sound.

"What... is that?" Tens of thousands of soldiers widened their eyes and stared in astonishment at the psychic energy shock that was sweeping in like a surging wave.

This powerful force came at such a ferocious speed that even these well-trained soldiers were unable to react in time.

In an instant, the psychic impact hit the soldiers' bodies with devastating force.

With a deafening roar and blinding light, the soldiers' bodies were blown to pieces like fragile paper, turning into scarlet blood mist that filled the air.

Soon after, countless buildings around it could no longer withstand the horrific impact and they collapsed one after another, with bricks, stones and rubble flying everywhere.

Those originally indestructible armored vehicles were now like toy cars in the hands of children. They were easily knocked dozens of meters away, and then fell heavily to the ground, twisting and deforming into a pile of black, shapeless scrap metal lumps.

"Psychic... It's actually a Psychic!!" Witnessing this tragic scene, the surviving soldiers shouted in horror.

They were trembling all over, their eyes fixed on the mysterious figure that fell from the sky.

Who could have imagined that in just a short breath of time, an entire well-equipped infantry regiment would be reduced to ashes and completely destroyed.

"Lowly inferior humans..." Yura looked down at the group of ant-like tiny lives under his feet with an expressionless face, deep contempt and disdain in his eyes.

"Concentrate fire! Everyone, concentrate your firepower on her!" At this critical moment, several tall and mighty knight mechas quickly responded to the commander's order and pounced towards Yura like a tiger descending from a mountain, trying to launch a fatal blow from behind when she was unprepared.

However, facing this seemingly fierce attack, Yura simply turned his head slightly and glanced behind him. With just such a simple look, a huge amount of psychic power rushed out from Yura's eyes.

Those aggressive knight mechas were instantly frozen in mid-air, unable to move, as if they were cast under a spell.

The next second, their bodies began to vibrate violently, and the metal shells gradually cracked and shattered. Finally, the entire mecha seemed to be evaporated, turning into tiny molecules that were imperceptible to the naked eye and dissipated into the invisible air.

"What other tricks do you have? Use them together..."

Yura looked at the countless human soldiers in the distance who were looking at him in horror, and then said lightly.

Yura's voice was not loud, but it reached the minds of all the soldiers.

"Surrender, or destroy..."

"Fire!"

An entire Astra Militarum artillery regiment aimed at Yura, and hundreds of thousands of shells rained down on him.

"It seems that you chose another one..."

Yura raised his hands, looked at the shells falling from all directions, and simply clenched his fists.

Then the time around Yura was infinitely stretched, and those shells turned into ashes before they even landed around Yura.

Just as Yura was preparing for the next massacre, dozens of Zerg motherships in the sky began to mutate.