Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Are you ready?" Selina tightly held the sharp dagger in her hand and stared sharply at Pell on the high platform. Her breathing was slightly rapid, but her eyes were full of determination and determination.

This magnificent hall is filled with hundreds of thousands of Eldar nobles, and at least one tenth of them are loyal to Selina.

For this assassination, Selina did not hesitate to spend everything she had, even her last remaining wealth.

In addition to the tens of thousands of supporters present, she also deployed large numbers of elite warriors and Eldar wizards at key locations across the planet.

At this moment, Pell stood in the center of the venue, holding the goblet in his hand high, shouting passionately: "Feel the joy to your heart's content! Let the joyful emotions be born in this ocean!" The entire Eldar Empire They all fell into a carnival feast, and millions of planets were filled with various chaotic and bloody scenes.

However, this kind of perverted pleasure can stimulate the depths of every Eldar's heart.

They were immersed in this twisted pleasure and couldn't extricate themselves, completely unaware that a huge crisis was quietly approaching.

On the other side of the universe, the sea of ​​souls hidden deep in the subspace set off turbulent waves, which seemed to indicate an upcoming huge storm.

Four eyes stared at the territory of the Eldar Empire in the real world at the same time, and they just observed everything quietly.

In these gazes, there is a golden figure suspended in the subspace, erratic.

It is like a dazzling sun, emitting blazing light, constantly burning warp demons who try to approach its territory.

Every god has his own domain, and Yang Cheng is no exception.

For those soldiers who sacrificed their lives heroically for humanity, Yang Cheng's field is simply a beautiful garden, full of vibrant green scenes, and various birds fly across the sky from time to time. For them, this place is It's as beautiful as heaven.

Such a beautiful scene is as enchanting as a fairyland, but for those evil spirits from subspace, this place is an absolutely forbidden place.

In the eyes of these subspace demons, the light emanating from Yang Cheng was not the golden color seen by mortals in the domain, but the deep black in the endless darkness.

Once this pitch-black flame touches their bodies, they will be burned to ashes in an instant, without any resistance.

And Yang Cheng's domain has become a nightmare and forbidden land for all subspace demons.

In this realm, time and space have completely lost their meaning. To the devil, there is only endless darkness and death.

The vast grassland is actually made up of the bones of countless aliens, and every inch of the land is soaked in the breath of death; and the lakeside that seems to be crystal clear is actually made up of the blood of countless aliens. Success, the pungent smell of blood makes all subspace demons who try to enter the domain feel nauseated.

In this place blessed by the God of Destruction, those subspace demons who tried to enter here felt unprecedented fear and despair.

They once thought they were so powerful that they could wreak havoc in various worlds, but in front of Yang Cheng, they seemed so small and powerless.

This is an area that all subspace evil spirits can never set foot in. Once they set foot, it will be their destined end.

As for Yang Cheng, his image is simply a nightmare in the eyes of the subspace demons!

I saw that the armor on his body, which was originally shining with golden light, was now completely shrouded in black flames in the eyes of the aliens and demons.

Those grotesque alien flesh and blood and ghastly skulls seemed to be inlaid on the armor burning with black flames, which looked even more eerie to those subspace demons.

The perspective returned to Selena, and she was fully prepared at this time. Her eyes were calm and cold. She held the dagger in her hand tightly and then pressed down on her trembling heart.

"The opportunity is coming, and there is only one such opportunity." Selina looked at Aksuman and said softly, her voice so calm that it made people feel a chill. She held the dagger in her hand tightly, feeling the cold touch and the powerful power contained in it.

Looking at Pelle talking freely in front of her, Selina pulled out the dagger shining with mysterious light from her waist without any hesitation.

This dagger is obviously different from ordinary weapons. Its blade is made of a special metal and has powerful psychic magic attached to it.

The power of this dagger is not only that it can easily destroy the enemy's body, but also that it has unimaginable abilities and can obliterate the enemy's soul, or even completely erase it from the entire timeline.

The person stabbed by this dagger will never exist in any time and space again, as if he had never existed.

The manufacturing process of this dagger has long been lost. It is an Eldar magic weapon from tens of thousands of years ago. Although it has been baptized by the years, it still exudes heart-stopping energy.

"start!"

With the sound of the sound, Selina suddenly burst out like a bolt of lightning. She tightly held the dagger in her hand and rushed straight towards Pelle in front of her like a ferocious cheetah.

In Selina's mind, the attack was carefully planned and determined to win.

According to the original plan, the dagger in his hand should pierce Pell's abdomen instantly like lightning, and then kill him in one fell swoop.

However, something unexpected happened to everyone present.

Selena actually stopped just a few centimeters away from Pell, as if she had been cast a restraining spell, as if time had frozen.

The sharp dagger tip hovered in front of Pell, forming a strange and suffocating picture.

"Quick! Do it!"

Following Selina's order, the tens of thousands of Eldar who had been on standby for a long time quickly shed their disguises like rabbits, and then pounced on Pell in their own unique ways, like hungry tigers pouncing on prey.

In an instant, the entire hall was flashing with swords and swords, psychic lightning was intertwined everywhere, and a thrilling melee began. At the same time, the imperial guards of the Eldar royal family rushed to the scene and immediately launched a ruthless suppression operation.

Upon seeing this, Aksuman drew his weapon without hesitation, and in a flash, he immediately threw himself into the fierce battle.

One corpse after another fell lifelessly on the cold ground, dark red blood gushing out like a tide, gradually drowning them.

The senses of the Eldar nobles gradually awakened under the stimulation of this bloody scene, and their inner desires and impulses burst out like a volcanic eruption. They could not hold back and tried to get involved in this tragic killing feast.

"Look! Look! Rejoice! Rejoice! Let us rejoice till the end of time!"

Along with a burst of crazy laughter, Pell's twisted and deformed body began to be wrapped in layers of thick purple energy.

His originally pale skin gradually turned into a strange deep purple, and his arms sprouted sharp claws and ferocious tentacles, as well as a pair of giant claws like crab claws.

With the first cry from the depths of the Warp, the fall of the Eldar began.