Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"My Lord Primarch, the enemy is approaching our warship." A communications officer looked at the data screen in front of him with a nervous look on his face.

Then he immediately conveyed the news to Perturabo.

Perturabo did not show much surprise when he heard the news.

He just calmly stared at the enemy warship logo on the projection, as if thinking about something. Then, he took a deep breath and began to issue combat orders: "All warships disperse according to Order No. 6, and then form a battleship cluster to attack the enemy."

Following Perturabo's voice, hundreds of Imperial battleships quickly dispersed, shuttling through the universe as flexibly as swimming fish.

These battleships are large and majestic, each equipped with powerful firepower systems that can easily destroy any enemy defenses.

Then, these battleships coordinated with other warships such as heavy cruisers and frigates to re-form small assault groups, and rushed towards the oncoming Taotie warships like arrows.

"Activate the black hole weapon and show the other side what we have." Perturabo is like a skilled craftsman. When dealing with the enemy's fleet, he can crush the enemy with his superb command skills.

"Black hole energy is being released and weapons are entering the charging state!" The communications officers were busy operating the instruments, their voices filled with tension and anticipation.

On the bridge of the Blood of Steel, a towering black spire slowly rises above the deck, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura.

This spire is the core of the Imperium's superweapon in the Mechanicum - the Black Hole Releaser.

As the black hole weapon was activated, green energy spread in the space around the spire, forming a huge energy vortex.

"Prepare to release your weapons!"

Under the control of the Grand Sage of the Mechanicus, the energy core inside the spire began to operate, and powerful energy surged out from the core and spread throughout the entire building along the tower.

The space around the spire began to distort, and ripples appeared in the originally calm void, just like the water surface being spread out when a stone is thrown into it.

The space affected by this distorted force began to shake violently, as if an incomparable force was being released within it.

At this moment, the black hole transmitter was like the center of a storm, and the surrounding space was trembling under its influence.

"Ready to fire! Final charge!"

Perturabo stared at the black hole launcher in front of him excitedly, his eyes full of anticipation and excitement.

"attack!"

As the great sage's voice rang out, a dazzling green beam of light gushed out from the black hole launcher and flew towards the Taotie fleet like a giant dragon.

This green beam of light contained endless energy. Wherever it passed, the void was shattered and the space was distorted, as if it was going to devour everything.

The Taotie fleet felt a huge threat and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

Suddenly, a bright light broke through the sky, passed through the endless starry sky, and hit the core area of ​​the Taotie fleet directly.

This mysterious and powerful beam of light seemed like the light of judgment coming from the depths of the distant universe, carrying endless power and energy.

Immediately afterwards, a small black vortex quietly emerged in the center of the Taotie fleet, like a dark pearl in the universe.

This small vortex contains enormous power. It quickly releases powerful suction, like an invisible giant beast opening its greedy mouth and swallowing everything around it.

As time goes by, the black hole gradually expands, and the distorted space extends in all directions at an astonishing speed.

The originally tiny black hole instantly grew into a deep and brilliant black hole, emitting a heart-pounding breath.

The huge suction force was like an irresistible force, firmly fixing the Taotie fleets in place.

Countless Taotie crew members struggled desperately, but to no avail. They could only watch themselves being slowly sucked into the black hole.

In front of this terrifying attraction, the Taotie fleet seemed so small and fragile. In an instant, countless warships were torn into pieces, turning into brilliant sparks that bloomed in the universe.

And those Taotie soldiers, caught off guard, were blown into balls of bright red blood mist and dissipated into the void.

As for the so-called number one swordsman in the universe, Perturabo was dismissive of it, saying that no matter what kind of swordsman, he could not withstand the powerful artillery fire of the empire. If anyone could stop it, it meant that the firepower was not strong enough.

With the death of the Taotie King, Karl gradually emerged from the void. He was wearing a blue robe, his hands hidden under the sleeves, and his eyes looked down at the Iron Blood below with indifference.

"Black hole? How interesting." Carl whispered to himself.

Then, his body turned into an illusory shadow and approached the Iron Blood at an astonishing speed.

"Lord of Change..." Karl muttered to himself, using the power of the warp to try to stop the Iron Blood from moving forward.

Suddenly, a huge eye appeared in the void behind Carl. This eye was composed of countless subspace energies.

As his eyes opened, endless warp energy gushed out from Carl's back like a tide.

At this moment, a Thousand-Change Demon Lord slowly emerged from the magic circle. Its body was huge and majestic, and it exuded a terrifying aura.

"Ready to fight!"

Perturabo returned to the equipment room as he spoke, and then with the help of countless servitors, he connected himself to the armor on his body.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The 50-meter-high Primarch armor slowly emerged from the equipment room. At this moment, Perturabo was controlling this huge war machine with his brain.

Densely packed wires are connected to the armor worn by Perturabo, and Perturabo's every move can be fed back to the armor in real time.

For Perturabo, operating this armor into battle was as easy as wearing the thinnest clothes.

"Gravity stance has been activated."

After Perturabo received the prompt to activate the gravity field, he slowly walked forward and soon arrived in front of an iron gate that was hundreds of meters high.

"Kakakaka..."

As the iron gate slowly opened, Perturabo came out of the battleship, while Karl and the Tzeentch demon stared coldly at the figure that came out.

"who are you?"

"Master of the Fourth Legion of the Empire, one of the Emperor's children, the Iron of the Empire."

Perturabo's cold voice sounded under the armor. The gravity stand allowed Perturabo to stand steadily in low gravity or high gravity to fight.

Eighty percent of Perturabo's armor is made of adamantium. The heavy armor on Perturabo is enough to withstand a salvo of macro-cannon fire from a heavy cruiser, and the firepower of the armor on Perturabo is enough to destroy a cruiser or even a heavy cruiser.