Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

Perturabo stood on a massive metal platform, his figure illuminated by the flickering light around him.

His eyes were cold and firm, revealing a ruthless determination.

He was controlling a huge mecha that was more than fifty meters tall, like a steel behemoth.

Its body is densely covered with various weapons, each of which exudes a deadly threat.

"Activate the volcanic cannon and extract the maximum energy from the Kane fragments." Perturabo's deep voice echoed in the command module, his fingers moving quickly on the control panel, issuing orders.

Perturabo gave orders to the control system in the armor and reached his hands into a groove.

This recess is located within the suit's cockpit and is filled with black nanoworms.

The nanoworms quickly crawled up Perturabo's arms and established a connection with his nervous system.

In this way, Perturabo was able to more precisely control the suit's movements and weapon systems.

"Fire!" With Perturabo's order, the death strike missile launcher on the armor was raised first.

Two ten-meter-long missiles slowly rose from Perturabo's back, their tips flashing with cold light, aiming at Kal in front of him and the Tzeentch beside him.

"The missile launch nest is ready and can be launched at any time." Perturabo said calmly, his eyes fixed on the enemy in front of him.

The missile nest on the armor adjusted its angle and aimed at Carl in the universe.

Dozens of missiles were waiting in the missile nests, waiting for Perturabo to press the launch button.

Two death-strike missiles streaked across the universe and flew straight towards Carl.

The power engine at the bottom of the missile made a deafening roar, and the powerful thrust made the Death Direct Missile rush towards the target at an astonishing speed.

Just a few seconds later, it appeared in front of Carl like a meteor burning with anger.

As the sharp bullet approached Carl, time seemed to freeze. Suddenly, Carl's body began to fade away, as if it had merged into the void.

Immediately afterwards, a shocking scene occurred. The missile directly penetrated Carl's illusory figure and exploded behind him.

The huge shock wave instantly blew the surrounding asteroids into countless fragments. These fragments floated in the vast universe, forming a gorgeous and dangerous scene.

"The Lord of Change has given me endless power. You will become the most favored chess pieces in the hands of the Lord of Change!" Carl's voice echoed in the void.

However, Perturabo calmly responded: "It just happens that I don't like being manipulated by others." His voice rang through the armored helmet, and Perturabo's voice was full of determination and perseverance, just like his nickname.

Perturabo knew that Karl had just used psychic power to cleverly avoid his attack, but he also knew that psychic power had a fatal weakness - the black stone.

Perturabo never fights a battle without preparation. When Carl dodged just now, the single-person void shield and plasma shield on his armor had already been activated, and the black field launcher equipped on the back of the armor also started to work with Perturabo's authorization.

"Kakakaka..."

As cold mechanical sounds continued to ring out, huge weapons appeared one after another on Perturabo's body. These weapons were embedded in his armor like steel behemoths.

"Taste this, demon!"

Perturabo shouted, raised his hands, and aimed at Karl in the sky. Then, all the weapons on his arms spewed out blazing flames.

All kinds of weapons such as melta rays, blaster beams, death strike missiles, doomsday missiles, etc. rained down on Carl, as if to tear him apart completely.

"Humph, I don't know how to repent."

Carl snorted coldly and tried to use his psychic power to make his body virtual again, but he was soon surprised to find that his psychic power was inexplicably blocked.

The power bestowed upon him by the Lord of Change seemed to have lost its network connection at this moment and became extremely weak.

Carl was unable to dodge and was hit directly by a doomsday missile, and then fell from the sky onto the battleship.

“Is this… the power from another world?”

The Great Demon Tzeentch, who was staying beside Karl, watched everything happening before his eyes and fell into deep thought. He began to think about the source and nature of this mysterious power.

"Devil, it seems that the false god behind you is no longer effective."

Perturabo's voice was like a gust of cold wind, blowing away the thoughts of the Great Daemon of Tzeentch.

His huge body appeared in front of Carl, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression. As he finished speaking, more firepower gushed out from Perturabo's armor.

"Damn humans......"

Before Carl could finish his words, a beam of molten energy struck him in the face like lightning.

The powerful energy instantly melted his face, and the severe pain made him scream miserably.

"Taste of molten metal, demon."

Perturabo's voice was full of mockery as he mercilessly increased his suppressive firepower, rendering Carl's body unable to move.

Densely packed weapons fell on Carl like raindrops, and each attack brought huge destructive power.

"Activate the gravity field and fix the target." As Perturabo gave the order, a huge device mounted on the robotic arm began to flash.

A powerful gravitational field quickly covered Carl, locking him firmly in place and making him unable to move at all.

Carl's heart was full of bitterness at this moment. He never thought that after obtaining such powerful psychic power, there would still be something that could restrain him.

"Human! I will dedicate your soul to the Lord of Change!" Carl roared angrily, but before he could finish his words, he was hit in the face by a missile. This hit made him dizzy and his head buzzed.

"So much nonsense..." Perturabo muttered in a low voice, but his hands did not stop at all and continued to launch a fierce attack on Carl.

All of a sudden, countless artillery fire and energy beams rained down on Carl. He was completely unable to dodge and could only endure these rounds of bombardment.

In just a few minutes, Perturabo's firepower never stopped, and Carl was already covered with wounds and blood.

However, at this time, Tzeentch did not intend to give more of his blessings to Karl. What Tzeentch liked was endless changes and wisdom, and he wanted to see what would happen next.

At this time, Karl had been abandoned by Tzeentch. Under Perturabo's intensive firepower, Karl's body was blown into atoms, and not even a bit of powder was left.

The other Tzeentch Daemon took advantage of Perturabo not noticing it and quickly opened a portal and slipped away.