Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"You almost died, Amipa..." Musias's low and worried voice broke the solemn atmosphere around him.

He was wearing a suit of armor that shone with a cold blue light, and he walked behind Amipa with heavy but firm steps.

Then, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from him, he sat down on the ground without hesitation, side by side with Amipa.

"What are the casualties?" Amipa's voice trembled slightly, as if every word was squeezed out from between his teeth.

Her originally bright eyes were now bloodshot, revealing deep fatigue and anxiety.

After a moment's silence, Musias finally answered: "A full 5000 people! We have tried our best to rescue those who are still alive, but in the end too many innocent lives were lost in this terrible disaster..." He looked at the huge mushroom cloud in the distance that had not yet dissipated, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this number, Amipa's body trembled violently. She shook her head in despair and muttered to herself: "Close to one-third... How can this be enough? The few people we have left can't cope with what may happen next..."

Musias sensed the fear and helplessness deep in Amipa's heart. He gently patted her shoulder and tried to comfort her: "Don't be too pessimistic. Our most important task right now is to quickly organize people to transfer civilians away from this dangerous place. We can then consider how to retreat safely."

However, Amipa did not seem to feel relieved by these words. She was still immersed in fear and unable to extricate herself.

Seeing Amipa's panic-stricken look, Musias couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hahaha, you are a warrior who has experienced countless battles. Why do you look like a rookie now? How can you cry like that?" As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pulled Amipa up from the grass.

"The failure of this battle is entirely due to our own mistakes. We actually blindly believed in that so-called prophecy!" Musias looked up at the blazing flames in the sky caused by the explosion of the warship, his heart full of regret and self-blame.

His gaze slowly moved to the distance, and he saw that other Craft Worlds were suffering from the ruthless landing attacks of the Imperial Fleet.

The flames of war are like an extremely greedy and ferocious beast, devouring everything with its fangs and claws.

Those brightly colored and huge war machines were continuously airdropped to the surface of various ark worlds, leaving devastation and ruins wherever they passed.

As time went on, more and more Imperial warships swarmed into the battlefield like locusts. They were densely distributed in the air and surrounded the Eldar warships.

At this moment, the Eldar warships were in a desperate situation, like a turtle trapped in a jar with nowhere to escape.

Under the enemy's fierce artillery bombardment, one Eldar warship after another was blown to pieces, turning into countless burning wreckages that fell into the depths of the vast universe.

At this moment, more than a dozen huge transport planes suddenly appeared in the sky.

Under the strict protection of more than a dozen advanced fighter planes, they rushed into the atmosphere of the Ark World with the force of thunder. Accompanied by bursts of roars, these transport planes gradually approached the target location.

"Prepare to drop!" At this time, the sage's unique sound, as if made by countless precision gears meshing with each other, rang out again, appearing particularly clear and unquestionable on the tense battlefield.

"Praise Om Messiah, praise the God of All Machines!" Along with this passionate and pious shout, tens of thousands of warrior robots poured out from the huge transport spacecraft like a tide, like a metal rainstorm pouring down, and plunged directly into the battlefield filled with smoke and the sound of killing.

As soon as these warrior robots landed, the Gauss ray guns in their hands flashed with dazzling light, and beams of green light shot out like lightning.

In an instant, the entire battlefield was shrouded in this dazzling green light.

One of the green beams hit an Eldar soldier squarely. Shockingly, the moment the beam touched the Eldar soldier's body, a powerful energy burst out, and his body collapsed in the blink of an eye like a fragile sand sculpture, turning into a ball of fine dust floating in the air.

"Organize an attack! Kill those damn aliens with all your strength!" The cold and mechanical command resounded over the battlefield, echoing continuously.

At the same time, countless green beams of light intertwined together to form an impenetrable web of death, sweeping mercilessly across the battlefield.

Faced with this sudden and fierce attack, the Eldar soldiers had no time to react and instantly fell into chaos and panic.

They ran around in panic, shouting, "Quick! Find cover! Hide!" However, it was too late.

The firepower of these battle robots alone was enough to overwhelm the Eldar soldiers, not to mention the large number of powerful warrior robots joining the battle. The outcome of this battle seemed to have been determined from the beginning.

For those Eldar who survived, they lived to face a new nightmare: a war against true machines.

"assault……"

The snake-shaped destroyer drilled into the hard ground as quickly as lightning and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

However, not long after, it rushed into the position of the Eldar soldiers at an astonishing speed like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a dull loud noise, this horrifying existence suddenly emerged from the soil again at an even faster speed!

With a deafening "boom" sound, the snake-shaped destroyer rushed out of the ground like a cannonball, raising a cloud of dust.

At the same time, it brandished a pair of super-phase harvesting knives that flashed with cold light and a pair of extremely sharp skinning claws, and killed frantically in all directions.

The pair of hyper-phase harvesting knives are incredibly powerful, and the skinning claws can easily tear through the enemy's defenses.

You know, these phase swords are not ordinary weapons. They have the power strong enough to crush the bodies of Eldar soldiers.

Even those Eldar soldiers who were wearing specially made heavy armor and thought themselves indestructible were powerless against this phase sword.

Wherever the phase sword passed, the Eldar soldiers fell down with screams, and blood splattered everywhere.

At this moment, more and more modified undead structures appeared on the battlefield.

There is no doubt that these are the masterpieces of the famous General Karbo.

The Necron warriors, who had been carefully transformed by him, were now charging towards the enemy camp with firm steps, becoming the most powerful weapon against these Eldar.

They exude a cold aura of death that makes people shudder.