Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

Suddenly, a creepy figure slowly stepped into the room. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a figure with corpses hanging all over his body!

He was like a demon that had walked out of the abyss of hell, exuding waves of disgusting perfume and irritating gas.

However, Petos, who was sitting in the room, seemed unfazed by the horrific scene.

He didn't even raise his head, but just glanced at the approaching figure with disdain from the corner of his eye, and then said coldly and sarcastically: "Humph, what a useless waste! You actually have to rely on the enemy's dirty and evil pleasure power to survive."

Hearing this, the figure - Thatcher stopped.

He slowly raised his head, and his face, which was already distorted beyond recognition, now revealed a chilling smile.

He gently stroked the living people on his body who were still howling and struggling, and responded sarcastically: "Oh? How can you say that? Dear Mr. Petos, don't you think these cute 'little pendants' of mine have a special charm? Hahahahaha..."

As he finished speaking, everyone's eyes involuntarily focused on the corpse hanging in front of his chest.

It was a battle nun with only the upper torso remaining, her body having been brutally split in two.

Her lower body was covered with various tubes, and blood was gushing out of these tubes like a broken dam. But the strange thing was that the poor nun did not feel any pain at all. On the contrary, an expression of extreme pleasure clearly appeared on her face as pale as paper.

"Look at this beautiful expression, how charming!" Sache continued proudly, while gently stroking the nun's joyful cheek with his fingers. "Yes, that's it, join your sisters and welcome a new life in endless joy!"

At this moment, Thatches's distorted face became more hideous because of excitement. At the same time, a thick dark purple liquid was pouring in from the tubes inserted into the nun's body, as if some terrible curse was eroding her last soul.

"Joy! Feel the endless joy to your heart's content!" Along with this hoarse and bewitching shout, a stream of inky purple liquid, as if it had life, surged into the nun's fragile upper body.

In an instant, the nun's abdomen expanded rapidly like a blown-up balloon at a speed visible to the naked eye, looking extremely strange and terrifying.

At the same time, the bright red blood and the mysterious purple liquid mixed together to form a horrifying mixture, which flowed out along the nun's already broken and shattered lower body.

"Hahahahahahahaha!" A sharp, piercing laugh like the cry of a night owl suddenly resounded throughout the conference room, constantly echoing back and forth between the surrounding walls.

The eyes of the other people present were almost simultaneously focused on the person who was laughing wildly - Thatcher.

Just when everyone was in shock, there was a loud "bang" and the nun's bulging belly suddenly exploded without any warning!

In an instant, blood and purple liquid gushed out from the broken abdominal cavity like a flood, splattering everywhere.

The originally bright red and tender flesh and blood tissue changed rapidly after coming into contact with the purple liquid. In an instant, it was stained with a deep purple-black color, which looked shocking.

"The Lord of Pleasure will generously grant you eternal life..." Thatcher's face was filled with a crazy and twisted smile. He stretched out his hands stained with blood and dirt, and gently stroked the nun's face, which looked a little hideous due to extreme pain, but with a hint of inexplicable joy.

Then, he mercilessly tore the nun's body off his chest, and then casually inserted it into the cold and hard armor rack behind him as if it were an object.

"Alright! Be quiet! Don't forget why I called you here!" Mengska stood majestically in front of everyone like an angry lion. His fierce gaze seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls and made everyone present shudder.

Then, he glared fiercely at Satchels who had just disrupted the atmosphere of the meeting. However, the latter paid no attention to the intimidating look and continued to nonchalantly fiddle with the cold corpses hanging on his armor.

"Listen! This time our raid on the Empire was a great success! We not only successfully captured 6 destroyers and 3 cruisers of the Empire, but also a heavy cruiser! Just based on these brilliant results, it is enough for us to have the strength to compete with some of the Empire's fleets!"

However, before he could finish, Petos, who had been unable to hold back any longer, roared again: "Stop talking nonsense! Mengska! Tell us what to do next? I can't wait to kill those running dogs of the false emperor! We must use their blood to sacrifice to the great Blood God!" At this moment, the already bright red mark under Petos' skin became even more hideous, as if it would break through the skin at any time.

The blood in his body began to boil and surge due to the strong desire to kill, and at this moment he exuded a terrifying aura.

"Just tell us where we are going to walk the father's love, Monska..." Torres said with a cold expression, playing with the maggots in his hand.

"Don't worry. The most urgent task is to expand our fleet, otherwise they will not be enough." Monska ignored Petos's murderous gaze and opened the projection map beside him that was corroded beyond recognition by the warp.

"We will expand our army! We will pull the enemy planets into the warp! Transform the civilians there into our most loyal slaves!"

"Tell us! Where are we going!"

Hundreds of thousands of Chaos Warriors, Chaos Soldiers and countless Chaos Slaves roared loudly, and Mengska pointed to a planet in the star map.

"All legions must capture as many Imperial warships as possible within one month! Then! We will attack from four directions!"

"We must break through humanity's fragile defenses! Let the power of chaos become reality!"

"That's right! Our target is! Planet Ophelia 7!!"