Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

Isha, the powerful Eldar deity, is the ruler of the three realms of healing, fertility, and harvest, and is considered the mother of all Eldar.

Not only that, it was she who created the Asuryan barrier between mortals and gods, weeping over the destruction Khaine had wrought. According to legend, the Eldar's precious spirit stones were made from her tears.

However, Yang Cheng's original reason for wanting Yisha's help was very pragmatic, hoping that she could help him resist the terrible Nurgle plague.

But just when he changed his mind to think about it, a practical problem came to mind: after all, Isa is the god of the Eldar, and as a human being, he is the mortal enemy of the Eldar. Regardless of whether Isa is willing to help her enemy, if the other party plays dirty tricks during the assistance process, the consequences will be disastrous, and she may lose more than she gains.

After some careful consideration, Yang Cheng decided to use these Eldar gods as energy sources.

After all, the Adeptus Mechanicus had already carried out similar experiments. Such as capturing fragments of Kane's incarnation and embedding its shattered psychic energy into the battleship's engine.

In this way, the warship's subspace energy is significantly improved, and it also makes subspace navigation faster and more convenient.

"Hahaha, Lord of Humanity! I give Isha's soul to you." Slaanesh still responded with that uninhibited and extremely charming voice.

Then, as Slaanesh finished speaking, a light green light flashed in her hand.

Then, an Eldar goddess with long golden hair and pale skin appeared on the palm of Slaanesh.

"I imprisoned the time and space around Isa. I originally wanted to use it to enjoy myself..."

Seeing Slaanesh's pity, Yang Cheng snatched the soul from Slaanesh's hand.

"Okay, that's it."

After Yang Cheng said this, he turned around and strode out of Slaanesh Palace without looking back.

At this moment, a fierce melee was taking place at the entrance to subspace. Three demonic armies of different colors fought each other like a surging tide, and the scene became chaotic.

The cause of this battle dates back to when the demon army of Nurgle tried to invade the real world. However, they never expected that the demon army of Khorne, which also planned to invade reality, would also arrive at the entrance at this time.

The leader, Skarbrand, thought for a moment and immediately realized that killing the Nurgle Demon Army was obviously more important than the real universe.

Therefore, under his command, the entire Khorne demon army drove back the Nurgle demon army that attempted to break into the real world back to the subspace without hesitation.

But at this moment, another army of Tzeentch, preparing to invade reality, arrived.

Skarbrand was lost in thought again, but he soon figured it out: Since he had already fought against the guys in the green trash can, there was no harm in provoking the big blue bird man again.

In this way, the three parties launched a thrilling melee at the entrance to the subspace, while the Cursed Legion and Lorgar watched the melee from a distance at the door of the Eye of Terror.

"Are we going? Lord Primarch?" Angel looked at the indistinguishable demons in the distance, feeling a little curious. Then he turned his head and looked at the calm Luojia beside him, cautiously. asked.

Luojia didn't seem to take the scene in front of him seriously. He smiled easily, but his eyes always stayed on the distant battlefield.

I saw that the demons were engaged in a fierce fight, attacking each other mercilessly.

However, Luojia seemed to be enjoying a wonderful performance and was not moved at all.

"Why are you panicking?" Luo Jia said softly, with a calm and unhurried confidence in his tone. "It's rare to see such a brutal fight between demons. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Go, bring the Fenris mead and Utai barbecue stored in the cabin, and let's enjoy this visual feast. ." After saying that, he turned around with a smile and looked at Angel.

At this moment, Skarbrand's fighting state became more and more courageous.

His red skin exudes a dazzling red light under the blessing of subspace energy. Every time he swings the huge battle ax in his hand, the muscles on his body will swell like an explosion.

His body is huge and powerful, and every charge is like an unstoppable mountain, smashing countless Nurgle creatures into pieces.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!" Skarbrand shouted the slogan loudly, and his voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

As he continued to kill enemies, the marks on his body became more and more visible.

On the distant Brass Throne, Khorne was very satisfied with Skarbrand's performance.

This bloody god constantly sprinkles his gifts on the demon army, inspiring them to fight the enemy even more bravely.

"The Blood God expects me to dedicate your skull to Him! Your skull will become one of the great Blood God's favorite heads!" Skarbrand roared, his voice as deafening as thunder.

His huge wings flapped violently, bringing up a gust of wind and knocking a Great Unclean One to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Skarbrand wielded a pair of axes flashing with the fire of war, and struck hard at the Great Unclean One at his feet.

Every swing brought up sparks and carrion residue. The sharp ax blade easily tore through the Great Unclean One's hard outer skin and embedded itself deeply into its body.

The carrion of the Great Unclean One stained on the double axes quickly turned to ashes under the burning fire of war burning on the ax blades.

Skarbrand's red head was filled with fanaticism and murderous intent, and he was completely immersed in this war of killing demons.

A moment later, the Great Unclean One died tragically under Skarbrand's axe.

Its corpse fell lifelessly to the ground, and was immediately submerged by the surging waves of warp, disappearing without a trace.

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God! Skull sacrifice to the Skull Throne!" Skarbrand roared angrily, and the double axes in his hands danced wildly like windmills, creating bloody whirlwinds.

Following his attack, terrifying waves of power spread in all directions.

These power waves are like the destructive power released when a star explodes. Everything in its path is flattened.

Countless Nurgle creatures were helpless in the face of this powerful force and fell down one after another. Their bodies were torn into countless pieces, and blood and internal organs were splashed everywhere.

The situation on the battlefield became more and more favorable to the demon army of Khorne. With Skarbrand as the core, they formed an impenetrable line of defense.

And those originally arrogant and domineering Nurgle creatures were retreating steadily under the ferocious attacks of the demon army of Khorne.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tzeentch became timid. It abandoned its allies without hesitation, turned around and got into a newly opened portal.

With a burst of distorted light, the Great Demon of Tzeentch disappeared from everyone's eyes and fled back into the subspace.

Just when Skarbrand ended the battle and prepared to march into the real universe, he bumped into Yang Cheng again after the negotiation.

Along with a golden psychic lightning waved from Yang Cheng's hand, the billions of Khorne demon army led by Skarbrand rolled back into the subspace.