Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"My Lord..."

Trajan and a group of imperial guards knelt in front of Abaddon. At this time, Abaddon had been possessed by Yang Cheng, and golden light was constantly emanating from him.

"Take Horus back to Terra! Now! Immediately! Now!"

Abaddon, who was possessed by Yang Cheng, looked at Horus in front of him with cold eyes and gave orders in an unquestionable tone.

"Understood, my Lord."

Trajan did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He stood up, carefully helped Horus up, and then quickly left with the other imperial guards.

They followed the subspace portal opened by Yang Cheng and disappeared on the deck of the Spirit of Vengeance, while Abaddon looked at the Space Marines around him in confusion. He had just lost consciousness in an instant and had no idea what had just happened.

"Father, I don't think there's any need to be so nervous about this minor injury..."

Horus' voice was a little weak, but he still tried to express his thoughts.

"No, Horus, you have to understand that the corruption of Chaos will occur in all possible ways. Even if only a layer of skin is broken, Chaos pollution may still appear."

After Yang Cheng left Abaddon's body, he returned to his own body. He walked to Horus and explained in a serious tone.

Horus frowned slightly, seeming to be puzzled by Yang Cheng's words. But soon, he realized that what Yang Cheng said was true, and a feeling of gratitude welled up in his heart.

"I understand, father. If you hadn't reminded me, I might not have known the seriousness of the matter." Horus lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Okay, show me your wound and I'll heal you myself."

Yang Cheng walked to Horus, and then a little golden psychic flame emerged from his fingers. Horus slowly raised his head, revealing the scar on the right side of his face.

Yang Cheng carefully observed the scar on Horus' face and frowned slightly.

At this time, the scar on Horus' face had turned dark purple, and the surrounding skin was slightly raised. The scar was very small, leaving only a wound with a diameter of less than 5 cm, but it contained powerful chaotic energy.

"Horus, you will stay in the palace for the next period of time. I will use my psychic power to remove the chaotic power in your body."

"What about the combat mission?" Horus asked with a frown.

"Perturabo and Angron will take over your current duties. You should stay in the palace honestly for the next few months."

Yang Cheng stroked the scar of Horus, and the hot golden psychic energy overflowed from his palm, burning the scar of Horus, and then forced out the dark purple psychic energy, which then burned into a wisp of gray smoke.

As the spiritual energy continued to penetrate, the scars on Horus' face gradually recovered. The original dark purple scars disappeared, replaced by smooth skin.

"Is this all right, Father?"

"No, far more than that. The wounds on your body are minor matters. The real problem lies in your soul and those four old guys."

After Yang Cheng finished speaking, he turned around and spoke to the imperial guards around him.

"Bring the numbered items here"

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"Click! Click! Click!"

Xerxes led a dozen Grey Knights through the City of Angels. They exuded a terrifying aura, causing the surrounding demons to flee in terror.

However, the Grey Knights did not stop, and they rushed towards the demons who were trying to escape at an astonishing speed.

The weapons in the hands of the Grey Knights flashed with cold light, and every swing brought the shadow of death.

The demons were powerless to fight back in front of them, and were ruthlessly killed before they could even let out a howl.

Those demons that tried to resist were easily torn apart by the Grey Knights and turned into ashes that floated in the air.

Xerxes watched all this with indifference, his eyes full of contempt for the devil.

He knew that these demons were just a mob and could not compare with his power.

He led the Grey Knights on their way, looking for stronger enemies to prove his prowess.

"That red thing! Get off my feet!"

Xerxes suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky. His eyes were fixed on Skarbrand and Val who were fighting in the distance, and he shouted in a provocative voice.

"Human? Interesting, you dare to insult me..."

Val heard Xerxes' provocation and responded angrily. It spread its huge wings and prepared to rush to the ground. However, at this moment, a dazzling light suddenly fell from the sky and hit Val's head in an instant.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Val's head suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of sand. Its body also fell down and landed heavily on the ground.

And Skarbrand looked at Xerxes with interest. After all, not everyone has the strength to kill a big demon in seconds.

"Offer your head to the Blood God, and I will definitely receive more blessings from him!"

As Skarbrand said this, he excitedly rushed towards Xerxes, and the huge axe blade smashed down straight on Xerxes' head.

The huge axe blade was like a dazzling star, with bright red psychic flames burning on the bright red axe blade.

The surrounding space was distorted under the axe blade, and Skarbrand roared like a red meteor and rushed towards Xerxes.

Xerxes looked at Skarbrand rushing towards him, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He swung the scimitar in his hand, and a sharp light slashed towards Skarbrand.

Skarbrand swung his axe, and the bright red psionic energy blocked the blow.

"Ho ho ho ho ho!!!"

The moment Skarbrand approached Xerxes, something strange happened.

Xerxes was seen controlling the psychic power with one hand and wielding a scimitar with the other. Desert-colored psychic power surged out from Xerxes' palm and then condensed into a giant golden axe.

"block!"

With a sound of metal clashing, Xerxes blocked Skarbrand's blow with one hand, then swung the axe with his other hand and chopped straight at Skarbrand's head.

This blow was enough to tear a planet apart. The moment the sharp axe blade hit Skarbrand, the power contained in it exceeded the sum of tens of thousands of stars.

The golden light and the red light collided in it, and the two spiritual energies tore and attacked each other.

As the light faded, Skarbrand's headless body fell to the ground, and blood stained the ground red. Xerxes looked at Skarbrand's body indifferently, then turned and left.

Skarbrand's body then began to decay and his soul returned to the Warp.