Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"There's an unfortunate enemy fleet bound for Catachan."

"and then?"

"They all died there, hahahahahaha! How dare they? How dare they land on Catachan? Hahahahahaha!"

The story about Mag has become the talk of the Imperial Navy after dinner, and the fact that it dared to land on the planet Catachan was enough for many naval officers to laugh at it.

"These aliens are not just reckless, they are simply reckless! They actually flew directly to Catachan!"

"Okay, our mission this time is to intercept and destroy the rest of the enemy's fleet. Marshal Thrawn, General Grievous's fleet, and the Primarch's fleet will cooperate with our operations."

A formation of hundreds of Generosity-class frigates and Divine Providence-class cruisers took the lead in ending the hyperspace voyage, and then appeared in the galaxy in conjunction with the Empire's Star Destroyers.

Following behind was the flagship chosen by General Grievous himself, the Divine Will-class battleship Invisible Hand.

Strictly speaking, General Grievous does not accept the management of the Empire as a fleet alone. He belongs to the troops affiliated with the Mechanicus, and is managed by the Mechanicus rather than the Imperial Navy.

"Thawn, the fleet has arrived"

Grand Admiral Thrawn was temporarily assigned to take command of the battle, while Speyer returned first with the Gothic fleet.

The Beta War was the war with the highest death rate in the empire so far. Millions of people died in this battle and countless battleships were scrapped.

The names of the millions of fallen soldiers were inscribed by the sages of the Mechanicum, and then the monument, filled with the names of the victims, was erected at the entrance to the palace with the permission of the Emperor.

And the first name is the captain of the Purity Flame, Abridar.

The second name is the captain of the Scharnhorst, Paul Hoffman.

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"The ancient prophets once planned several paths for us, and each path has a corresponding strict code of conduct."

Susha, who had become the prophet to the leader of this group of young Eldar, began to teach the ways to these Eldar.

"The way of the warrior, the way of the prophet, the way of the exile, the way of awakening, the way of dreams, the way of craftsman, the way of service, the way of botany, the way of leader, the way of sorrow, the way of physician, the way of sailor , the way of scholars, the way of shaping”

"These are the paths set by the former kings of the Spiritual Tribe. They have been hidden now. You can only find these relevant documents in a few book collection worlds."

As Susha spoke, she pulled up an equally young Eldar. This Eldar wearing white armor was Tucker who chose the path of a warrior and became the bishop of a sect.

"He chose the way of a warrior, and I chose the way of a prophet. I am a visionary."

Susha was wearing a red robe and a pure white helmet looking at everyone.

"Let me introduce to you what is under your feet. We call it Arkworld. It may be our last refuge."

Arkworld is a great wonder of beauty and elegance.

"I'm afraid this will be our home in the future. We still have tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Ark Worlds like this. We will become the guardians here, and we will also become the guardians of the inheritance of the Eldar Empire."

Susha looked at these thousands of young elves and said slowly.

"Could it be that we are the only ones left out of the hundreds of billions of people in the Eldar race?"

A young Eldar raised his hand nervously, and then asked in a timid voice.

"No, we will do our best to save our own people, and I hope you can swear that you will never have too much contact with the power of subspace. It may be fascinating, but fascinating things are often dangerous."

Susha looked at the followers around her cautiously, and then continued.

"Tucker, you and Aisha organize people, we must meet the human emperor"

"Susa, I'm afraid this is a bit difficult."

Tucker waved his hands helplessly and then told what happened recently.

I sent someone to explain the situation, hoping to make peace with humans and solve the subspace problem first, but the result...

When these human soldiers saw them, they rushed over. They originally planned to make peace until an officer called a political commissar came over.

"Monkey, I suggest that we contact..."

The Eldar soldier even slapped the political commissar before he finished speaking.

"First of all! We fucking call ourselves humans! Secondly! Go to hell! Aliens!"

Then they were chased all over the planet by human armored forces.

"This is the situation. If you expect us to be able to communicate with humans, it is better to expect us to be able to rebel successfully."

Tucker said helplessly, the Human Empire is still extremely xenophobic, let alone normal communication in a short time, it would be great if they can not massacre you.

"What now? Marriage?"

"Isn't that impossible?"

"What are you thinking? Are you sure the empire won't blow up us too?"

"Yes, aren't there rumors that the so-called Primarchs in the Human Empire are the descendants of the Human Emperor? We can start from there."

Just when these Eldar people were talking about each other, Susha stopped them.

"First prepare a plan to invade the Imperial Palace. This time our elite must be brought together."

Susha looked at Tucker, who shrugged and gave Susha a list of names.

"They are all elites, this time they will block all the family assets."

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"Makado, it looks like you're going to lose."

Next to a window in the palace, the tall Yang Cheng and the short Macado were playing an intense chess game, but it was obvious that the expressions on both sides' faces were not focused on the chess equipment.

"Old friend, you should know, right?"

Malcador placed a black chess piece on the chessboard and spoke slowly.

"Ok, I know"

Yang Cheng and Machado understood each other tacitly and just played the chess game silently.

"Humanity only has this chance to revive, and we must do our best to execute it."

Yang Cheng moved the chess pieces as he spoke. His eyes were always observing the chessboard, but he was obviously thinking about something.

"Old friend, have you figured out how to deal with them?"

Macado pushed another black piece to Yang Cheng's side.

"There is a strange black shadow approaching in the subspace. We may have another enemy."

Malcador took a sip of tea as he spoke.

"Yes, now mankind has entered a dead end."

Yang Cheng did not make any moves, but looked at the chessboard and thought silently.

"Do you have any countermeasures, old friend?"

Macado looked at Yang Cheng's face, and then asked slowly.

"Countermeasures?"

Yang Cheng smiled, then slowly raised the chessboard and threw it out of the window.

"Then I will die with them. For the continuation of the human race, this chessboard should be overturned."

Yang Cheng looked at the slightly shocked Macado next to him, and then grinned.

Malcador looked at Yang Cheng's face, and even the resourceful Malcador had an incredible expression on his face.

"Got it, old friend"

Macado stood up and then slowly walked to Yang Cheng.

"I will accompany you to the end, for the sake of mankind."

"Well, for humanity"

Yang Cheng turned his head and looked into the distance. Outside this planet, outside this galaxy, outside this universe, how many species are there that are hostile to humans?

No matter how many there are, there will always be a way to solve it. I have thought of all the ways, but I will never want to surrender.