Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"I said, I am immortal, and you will never be able to kill me!" Along with this roar, the fungal carpet on the ground, which was originally broken and glowing with deep purple light, began to slowly wriggle.

They seemed to have life and reassembled together at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After just a few seconds, a complete human figure appeared before his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Yura suddenly stood up from the human figure made of fungal blanket, and his body emanated a heart-pounding aura.

"Then I'll kill you until you die!" Koz stared at the resurrected Yura in front of him, without any fear in his eyes.

Although he looked extremely crazy and almost out of control at this moment, he was actually very calm inside.

Under this seemingly crazy appearance, Koz is carefully re-examining his opponent.

"Horus is on the way, Guilliman has been taken away, and I just need to hold her here..." Curze stared at Jura while silently thinking about the next tactical arrangements in his mind.

The reason why he chose to avoid a head-on confrontation with Yura just now was not only because his own ability limitations made it impossible for him to directly compete with Yura, but the more important reason was that he wanted to delay time.

After all, Guilliman is now seriously injured and cannot fight again in the short term, so he can only rely on himself to deal with the powerful Yura alone.

Thinking of this, Koz couldn't help but feel a surge of pressure in his heart, but at the same time he secretly made up his mind to complete this difficult task no matter what.

"The future can be changed, Koz..." Yang Cheng's steady and powerful voice was like a thunder, exploding in Koz's mind.

"The prophecy only gives you a choice, and how to choose and change depends on you..." This sentence was like a heavy hammer, hitting Coze's heart hard.

Koz widened his eyes and clenched his teeth, Yang Cheng's words echoed in his mind over and over again.

He absolutely could not and would never allow the tragic future he had foreseen to actually befall the land of the empire! Even if it cost him anything, he would prevent this terrible scene from happening.

Thinking of this, Koz tightly gripped the weapon in his hand and swore secretly in his heart: In the name of the Lord of Night and the Midnight Lords Legion, I will defend the empire to the death and fight until the last moment of my life!

After a brief thought, Koz took a deep breath and launched a fierce attack again.

However, this time he cleverly changed his tactics. Since the enemy could predict his actions, he simply let them predict those false and misleading actions!

Koz flashed by, muttering something, and quickly disappeared into the shadows of darkness. His movements were as fast as lightning, making it difficult to predict.

Yura, who was standing opposite, saw this and raised his lips slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and said sarcastically: "Humph, a mouse that plays tricks is, after all, just an insignificant mouse..."

"Left." Yura tilted her head slightly and spoke softly in a voice that only she could hear.

Just as he finished speaking, a black shadow rushed out from Yura's left side like a ghost.

Looking closely, it turned out to be the terrifying figure of Koz suddenly rushing out from the shadows.

At the same time, the extremely sharp blade in his hand, which was flashing with cold light, chopped straight towards Yura's head, as if to cut it in half.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Yura was not at all panicked.

She just let out a low roar, and several bone blades popped out from her back instantly.

Those bone blades were like enraged poisonous snakes, twisting their bodies wildly and blocking Koz's arm blades accurately with lightning speed.

In an instant, a sharp and piercing sound of metal friction resounded throughout the space, sparks flew, and made people's scalps numb.

Koz obviously didn't expect Yura's reaction to be so quick, and the knife he swung with all his strength was easily blocked.

In desperation, Koz had to quickly put away his knife and gave up the attack. Then he flashed and disappeared into the dark shadows again, without a trace.

However, before the surrounding air could calm down, Yula's cold voice sounded again: "Right." Almost at the same time, Koz's figure appeared in the shadow on the right.

He rushed towards Yura again, waving his arm blade like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

But Yura remained calm, his feet moved lightly, and his hands moved smoothly, easily blocking Koz's attack.

At this moment, in Yura's cold eyes, Koz was like a desperate mouse making its last struggle.

She knew very well that although the enemy in front of her looked ferocious, he was just struggling to survive. It wouldn't be long before Koze would be in her pocket and become a delicacy in her mouth.

"Your prophetic power is useless in front of me, what a pity! However, I have clearly seen your future..." Yura said coldly with a hint of contempt on her face. At this time, she was tired of this cat-and-mouse game.

Psychic lightning powerful enough to burn out stars suddenly burst out on her right hand, which was covered with lavender patterns. It was dazzling and contained endless destructive power, as if it would erupt in the next second and completely devour the enemy in front of her.

She just waited quietly, waiting for Curze to launch the next round of attack, so that the terrifying power in her hands could give him a fatal blow, thus ending this lengthy battle.

However, Yura had never expected that the series of actions taken by Curze before were actually all to pave the way for this final Jedi counterattack.

In the last two rounds of confrontation, the seemingly ordinary attacks actually contained hidden secrets. Every move was a carefully designed layout, just to ensure that the final blow could hit the target accurately.

Because only if this attack can successfully cause substantial damage to Yura can it be possible to reverse the current extremely unfavorable situation and win precious opportunities and hope for subsequent actions.

"For humanity..." With a low and firm voice, Koz quietly lurked into the surrounding shadows like a ghost, making it difficult to detect his exact location.

At this moment, the extremely sharp arm blade on his strong and powerful arms had silently aimed at Yura who was floating high in the sky, like an arrow ready to be shot at the prey with thundering force.

"For the empire..."