Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"The enemy has been spotted. All units, pay attention and prepare to teleport over!" Xerxes stared at the screen in front of him, his stern face filled with seriousness and determination.

Curze on the side folded his arms across his chest and remained silent, but from his slightly narrowed eyes one could tell that this battle-hardened Primarch was equally prepared for a fierce battle.

"Horus is almost here, let's insert ourselves into the battle."

Just as Xerxes and Koz were talking, an extremely large biological warship slowly appeared in front of Xerxes and Koz like a moving mountain.

The battleship's surface was covered in disgusting mucus and twisted organs, emitting a pungent stench.

Behind them, a boarding force consisting of thousands of Space Marines was already ready for battle.

"Let this damn alien stay here forever." Koz's voice, as low as thunder, sounded slowly and echoed throughout the cabin.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of legion think tanks walked to the center of the cabin with steady steps.

"Prepare for psychic teleportation..." Gao Moda, the chief think tank of the Second Legion standing at the front, whispered.

I saw these think tanks stretch out their hands at the same time and mutter to themselves.

In an instant, rays of light blue psychic energy surged around these Space Marines and spread rapidly like a tide.

In the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy completely enveloped their huge bodies.

"For the Emperor! For Humanity!" Along with Xerxes' passionate shout, all the Space Marines roared in unison. Their roars were like thunder, resounding through the sky.

The next moment, there was a sudden flash of psychic light, and the group of Space Marines instantly disappeared from the spot.

Almost at the same time, they appeared inside the hive battleship.

"Destroy this place! Destroy everything you can see!" The members of the 1st Company of the Space Marine Legion wearing Terminator armor took the lead and rushed to the front of the team.

The flamethrowers in their hands spewed out raging flames, mercilessly burning the surrounding flesh and blood barriers that were emitting a foul smell.

For a moment, flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and the entire Zerg battleship was engulfed in a sea of ​​fire.

"Tear them apart! Let the sandstorm devour the enemies of the Empire!" With this roar, the Space Marines of the Second Legion, wearing desert-colored and black power armor, rushed forward like a surging torrent with the force of thunder.

The roar of the Zerg was instantly drowned out by its war cry. At this moment, the entire Zerg hive fleet had turned into a bloody battlefield.

Plasma and molten light exploded in the flesh-and-blood cabin, and the shining high temperature melted the flesh-and-blood organs of the warships that were like pipes.

These brave warriors held extremely sharp power scimitars, and the blades flashed coldly under the light of the explosion. When they swung their weapons, the speed was as fast as lightning, and they instantly cut through the bodies of countless fighting insects.

And on the blade, the decomposition point buzzed, as if it was the prelude to death.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" Deafening noises rang out one after another. Each noise meant that another fighting insect's body was blown into a pool of blood mist by the decomposition point on the blade.

Blood splattered everywhere, staining the surrounding blood vessel walls red with a foul smell, but the Space Marines did not retreat and continued to fight bravely.

On this bloody battlefield, Nadir appeared like a god of war, holding a power scimitar tightly and standing firmly on a small hill made of piles of Zerg corpses.

He was seen holding high in his left hand the flag that symbolized the glory of the 1st Company of the Legion, tightly gripping the power scimitar in his right hand, staring intently at the smoke-filled battlefield ahead.

"Find the enemy's leader!"

Koze and Xerxes leapt nimbly onto a huge hive battleship, their figures like two sharp lightning bolts cutting through the dark void.

Xerxes raised one arm high, and a dazzling psychic lightning suddenly burst out from his palm!

This lightning contains endless energy, and its power is comparable to that of a star!

In an instant, accompanied by a deafening roar, the psychic lightning, like a ferocious beast, slammed into the Zerg battleship with devastating force.

With a loud "crack" sound, more than half of the biological battleship, which was more than ten kilometers long, was instantly crushed into countless tiny molecules and dissipated into nothingness.

However, this was only the beginning of the battle. The endless swarm of insects was like a surging black tide, sweeping in from all directions.

They bared their fangs and claws, and looked ferocious and terrifying, trying to completely drown Xerxes and Curze.

But Xerxes was not moved at all. His tall body was as steady as a mountain, and the psychic lightning in his hand became more and more dazzling.

When the swarm of insects approached, the high temperature emitted by the psychic lightning instantly burned them into ashes.

The ashes drifted in the air like a gorgeous fireworks show, but they hid endless death and destruction.

Xerxes' huge and shining psychic lightning illuminated the surrounding space for several light years, bathing the entire battlefield in a dazzling light.

Every time he swung his arms, the released psychic energy would hit the target accurately.

One after another, the kilometers-long Zerg battleships disintegrated under the impact of psychic energy, turning into flying fragments and ashes.

"Is this... the power of the Primarch?" Everyone stared at the shocking scene before them in amazement, their hearts filled with disbelief and awe.

Countless crew members stood there in a daze, as if time had frozen, and their eyes could not move away from Xerxes. He was alone in the midst of the Hive Fleet's encirclement, but he showed no fear, standing firm like a god of war.

Xerxes held the scimitar that shone with mysterious light tightly in his hand, and every swing of it was accompanied by unparalleled power.

When the scimitar slashed across a huge biological warship, a dazzling light suddenly burst out, followed by a violent and fierce subspace force surging out from the blade like a volcanic eruption!

This powerful force instantly swept through the entire biological battleship, and wherever it went, all matter began to undergo drastic changes.

The originally extremely solid molecular structure of the ship was rapidly transformed, as if it was being kneaded by an invisible giant hand.

In the end, this once majestic biological battleship turned into a ball of fine sand-like powder in the blink of an eye, and slowly drifted away and disappeared into the vast Milky Way.