Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Ho ho ho ho ho!!!"

Wave after wave of low and deafening roars rang out in the City of Angels. The sound was full of evil and terror, as if demons from the abyss of hell were roaring in anger.

Amidst the endless blasphemous chanting, an extremely huge bloodthirsty demon slowly crawled out from a dark passage.

Its body is twenty meters tall, its muscles are as hard as steel, and it exudes a suffocating bloody smell.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"

"Praise the Blood God! Praise the God of Glory and Courage!"

Amidst the frenzied cheers, a bloodthirsty demon named Val finally descended completely into this real world.

His appearance made the entire City of Angels tremble, as if the end of the world was approaching.

Val has skin as red as blood, and his whole body exudes a disgusting, pungent smell of blood.

His every movement causes the ground to shake, which reminds people of the demons in ancient legends.

Behind Val, countless smaller vampires emerged from various magic circles.

They bared their fangs and claws, their sharp claws flashing cold light, ready to tear any living thing in front of them into pieces.

However, these vampires did not launch an attack immediately, but instead turned their attention to the cultists who were unfortunately chosen as sacrifices.

The vampires quickly pounced on the cultists, slit their throats with their sharp fangs and claws, and then greedily sucked their blood.

The screams of the cultists echoed in the air, one after another, making people shudder.

"Kesha called me over? She has a skull to sacrifice to the Blood God?" There was a hint of doubt and expectation in Val's voice.

He slowly raised his head and looked towards the distant sky, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

At this moment, the entire City of Angels fell into deathly silence, with only the vampires still enjoying their bloody feast.

However, not only that, on the other side of the City of Angels, in an area filled with purple psychic energy, a Slaanesh Daemon was born with the support of countless cultists.

"Praise the Lord of Joy! Praise the great Prince of Darkness!"

The cultists cheered, their faces full of fanaticism and twisted smiles. They were immersed in the worship of Slaanesh and dedicated their souls to this evil god.

In this ocean of joy, a tall figure with four arms slowly emerged. Her body exuded a charming glow, like a blooming flower.

Her skin was a light purple hue that blended in with her surroundings.

Wherever she went, she left behind a flower-like fragrance, an intoxicating scent.

The cultists greedily inhaled the aroma, as if they could gain endless power from it.

Among this group of cultists, the great demon of Slaanesh, Friena, stood out.

She held a different weapon in each of her four arms, each emitting a powerful aura.

One arm held a long whip with sharp barbs, flashing with cold light.

The other arm held a long sword that exuded an alluring fragrance, and the blade was as soft as a petal.

There was also an arm holding a water bottle filled with purple potion. The liquid in the bottle was constantly rolling, as if it contained huge energy.

The last arm has transformed into a pair of sharp pliers, ready to tear through the enemy's defenses at any time.

The eyes of the great demon of Slaanesh, Friena, revealed endless desire and pleasure.

She enjoyed the worship of the cultists and also looked forward to more joy.

"What do we want, Kesha? Can we bring more joy to the great Lord of Pleasure?"

Frina strolled through the corridors of the City of Angels. Countless buildings were transformed into palaces of joy under the distortion of the purple subspace.

The two great demons led their demon armies through the City of Angels. It was rare for the two sides not to fight as soon as they met, but to come to Kesha one after another.

"You'd better say something, Kesha, otherwise I don't recommend offering your head to the Blood God!" Val said provocatively.

Just as Val was about to say something, a huge psychic pressure swept out from Kesha's body.

"What?" Val felt the pressure and his face turned very ugly. He quickly inserted the blood sword in his hand into the ground, and then he barely stabilized his body.

"Oh my, my, it turns out that the brainless subordinates are all brainless." Furina laughed at the side in a wanton voice.

Frina laughed as she twisted her nearly perfect body. Waves of floral fragrance emanated from her, causing the surrounding demons to cheer.

"Have you seen the Lieyang Civilization? Sacrifice them to the gods, and they will surely be satisfied."

Kesha looked at the magnificent city in front of her, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a cruel smile.

Her eyes were filled with murderous intent and joy, as if she had seen the supreme reward from the gods.

At this moment, Kesha's psychic power is constantly surging, like a surging torrent, as if it will burst out at any time.

She held the giant sword tightly in both hands, feeling the powerful energy fluctuations in her body.

"More servants are pouring out of the gap, and the great gods will devour the cursed!" Kaisha roared. Her voice was like thunder, deafening and shaking the entire space.

As she finished her words, countless demons under the Four Gods emerged from a small crack that Kesha had created earlier. They were huge in size, with hideous faces, and exuded a suffocating aura of terror.

These servants rushed towards the direction of the Fiery Sun Civilization, with fierce light flashing in their eyes.

However, what Kesha didn't know was that when she created a crack in reality, General Kalbo, who was far away in another world, had already led a large number of mechanical arks and great sages to the subspace crack in that real world.

You have to know that as the leader of the Black Mechanicus, Forge-General Kalbor has some technology from the Golden Age of the Warhammer world, or the technology of the Necrons and the Eldar.

Although Kalbo was unable to use technology to close the huge rift caused by the birth of Slaanesh, Kalbo was already eager to use the Black Stone to give a surprise to the subspace opposite the real universe for a mere subspace rift created by Kesha.

Not only that, Carlbo transformed a large number of high-level mechanical priests, and with the assistance of Shockwave, installed Gauss weapons and phase weapons on the high-level mechanical priests. The four gods of this world are about to feel the weapons of the materialistic men from another world.