Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Bang!" Accompanied by a loud earth-shaking noise, an armored combat suit as huge as a mountain was torn apart in an instant by Kahn's terrifying power.

The sound of metal breaking, flying parts, and the driver's screams before death intertwined to form a symphony of death. However, this was only the beginning of this bloody massacre.

Ever since the World Eaters successfully landed on this planet, they were greeted with a fierce attack from the remaining Nova troops on the planet's surface.

These tenacious warriors held their ground on every line of defense like an indestructible fortress, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Space Marines.

On the battlefield, the blue beams of light from the pulse rifles streaked across the sky like lightning, combining with the orange-red flames from the bolters to form a song of destruction.

And those new star soldiers stationed on this planet have all fallen into a state of near madness.

With their eyes wide open and shouting hymns of glory, they charged towards the enemy fearlessly.

Not only that, even the remaining civilians who were originally unarmed, after undergoing simple military training, resolutely threw themselves into this cruel battlefield.

Armed with crude weapons and with a desire for the path of glory in their hearts, they took firm steps and rushed towards the Space Marines who were over two meters tall and weighed several tons.

But unfortunately, in the face of the absolute gap in strength, they were like fragile pieces of wheat and easily fell under the enemy's powerful firepower.

At this moment, this fierce battle has completely turned into a one-sided massacre. For the World Eaters, who are known for their cruelty and bloodlust, such a scene is undoubtedly what they are best at dealing with.

Angron stepped onto the surface of the planet with heavy and powerful steps.

The Devourer Guards stood there like a Great Wall of Steel. They were dressed in blood-red and heavy Terminator armor, exuding a chilling aura.

Each of them held a gleaming chainsaw axe and a powerful heavy grenade launcher in their hands, and they were divided into two neat rows, solemnly welcoming the arrival of their legion master.

At this time, Kahn walked quickly forward and walked towards Angron. Angron cast his eyes on Kahn in front of him and noticed that his already bright red armor had a few new heads.

Looking closely, these heads all belong to the commanders of the powerful Nova armies.

"Father, the enemy's counterattack speed exceeded our initial expectations, but at the same time, its strength is much weaker than we imagined." Kahn respectfully reported the battle situation to Angron.

Hearing this, Angron nodded slightly in approval.

Then, Kahn smiled grimly and said, "Father, the Emperor will be satisfied with these spoils. He expects us to cut off the heads of those aliens and place them high on his throne to intimidate the enemy and make them die gloriously in endless fear!"

"Well done, but that alone is far from enough." Angron nodded approvingly, then reached out from behind and pulled out the pair of giant chain axes named Blood Father and Blood Son, and walked towards the front line.

As they walked, Angron asked loudly, "Tell me quickly, where is the area where you have suffered the most serious losses so far?"

"The location defended by the enemy's heavy artillery combat suits is a metal fortress. The enemy deployed a large number of heavy artillery combat suits there, causing us to lose two squads." Kahn reported truthfully.

Angron nodded slightly to show his agreement, and then responded in a sonorous voice: "Very good! In that case, today I will let you see what real combat is like!"

As he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the billowing smoke like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace. Only Kahn and the others knew that their father must have been itching to do something again, and they only needed to clean up the mess.

At this time, everyone's attention was focused on Fortress No. 9.

This fortress is one of the few military buildings that remains intact on this vast continent, and it is also the key bridgehead for resisting the fierce offensive of the Human Empire.

More than a dozen huge and well-equipped heavy artillery battle suits stand here. Relying on their powerful pulse cannon firepower, they continuously launch round after round of fierce attacks on the Astra Militarum and Space Marine troops that are gathering towards the surrounding areas of the fortress.

With the assistance of precise calibration of advanced drones, each combat suit can accurately hit enemy targets thousands or even tens of thousands of kilometers away.

At the same time, the remnants of the Nova Army who had managed to survive the previous fierce battle were now marching at full speed towards Fortress No. 9.

It was obvious that they were trying to gather their scattered forces here and plan a desperate counterattack.

However, Angron's arrival completely shattered this counterattack.

"Enemy spotted! 5 o'clock! 5 o'clock!" The soldiers shouted in fear, their voices echoing in the air. They were wearing thick heavy artillery combat uniforms, standing on the battlefield like steel giants. As the alarm sounded, the heavy artillery combat uniforms began to quickly adjust their positions, with agile and decisive movements.

The huge heavy pulse cannon slowly turned, with the barrel accurately aimed at Angron who was running towards him from a distance.

At the same time, several small and flexible drones quickly took off. They flew up and down around the heavy pulse cannon, accurately calibrating the target through advanced positioning systems.

After a brief but tense wait, the commander gave the order: "Fire!" In an instant, blue light condensed wildly at the muzzle of the pulse cannon, like a supernova about to explode.

The light was so dazzling that wherever it shone, the air seemed to be distorted, presenting a strange scene.

Immediately afterwards, two deafening explosions were heard, and two pulse bombs carrying blue light whizzed out at an astonishing speed, cutting through the sky like lightning, and rushed straight towards Angron who was thousands of kilometers away.

Wherever they passed, they left a long blue tail of light, like a meteor across the night sky, beautiful yet full of deadly threats.

"About to hit! 3! 2! 1!"

As Nova Commander's countdown ended, blue light covered Angron's body.