Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Okay, Kahn, stop being suspicious! If Abaddon really intended to rebuild the damn Black Legion, he would never show up in front of us right now." Lucius said in a firm tone as he slowly put the ceremonial sword into the scabbard.

Hearing this, Kahn hesitated for a moment, then like a deflated ball, he reluctantly put down the weapon in his hand and returned to his position with slightly heavy steps.

At this time, Abaddon continued: "The most critical issue at the moment is that we must figure out from which direction the enemy will attack us.

In my opinion, the enemy's first goal must be to break through our sacred defenses.

However, if they want to achieve this goal, the paths they can choose are actually quite limited, after all, there are only a few planets that can serve as a breakthrough point. "

Abaddon paused for a moment, and after scanning everyone in the conference room, he continued, "These include the indestructible fortress world - Cadia; the state religion shrine world Ophelia 7; and the strategically important planets Sofitel III and Bartressi. There is no doubt that the above planets are the core points of our entire defense system."

After Abaddon finished speaking, he fixed his gaze on everyone present, as if expecting someone to stand up and express his opinion.

However, facing Abaddon's gaze, Lucius looked indifferent and had no intention of responding at all, as if he didn't take Abaddon seriously at all.

On the other side, Kahn was immersed in the excitement of caressing the rich spoils he had just obtained, oblivious to what was happening outside.

As for Typhons, he stood quietly at the door like a cold sculpture, without moving at all, and his face had no expression at all.

Among these people, Khayon was the only one who finally broke the silence and responded to Abaddon.

"Kayon, can you use your psychic powers to predict which planet the enemy will attack?"

Khayon shook his head and replied, "No, it's not possible."

"Forget it, I'll go to the Inquisition to ask for help..." Abaddon sighed.

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After several days passed, the Chaos Legion led by Mengska continued to launch raids. They shuttled across the vast territory of the Empire like ghosts, launching fierce attacks on multiple planets one after another.

The targets carefully selected by Mengska were all planets located in remote areas of the galaxy. These planets were often located in the outskirts, far away from the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the core area of ​​the empire.

When the Chaos Legion descended, the innocent inhabitants of the planet were instantly plunged into despair. They were ruthlessly plundered and brutally transformed into Chaos creatures.

Faced with this sudden crisis, the Inquisition, Abaddon and other forces were all in a desperate predicament.

The enemy's unimaginable movement speed was beyond their expectations. Since the members of the Chaos Legion were originally creations of Chaos, the mysterious power derived from Chaos gave them the ability to travel at high speed in the soul sea of ​​the Warp.

Because of this, every pursuit by the Imperial Fleet almost always ended in vain, and they could only watch the enemy escape their control time and time again.

However, in this thrilling chase, there was a glimmer of hope.

At one point, when a fleet under Mengska attempted to plunder a planet crazily, the gears of fate turned quietly - this evil fleet happened to collide with a company of the Imperial Fists Legion that was patrolling there.

When these Chaos troops wanted to retreat, it was too late. Dozens of warships, with a Space Marine battle barge as the center, surrounded the Chaos fleet from different directions.

Dense artillery fire instantly covered the Chaos fleet. In just a few breaths, the Chaos fleet suffered nearly 70% losses.

The Chaos Lord in charge of this Chaos fleet fled in a panic under the fire of the Imperial Fists.

In the end, with their firm belief and outstanding fighting skills, the Imperial Fists successfully repelled the Chaos Legion and taught those arrogant Chaos creatures a good lesson, making them deeply understand what the true rock of the Empire is!

But these are not the most important things. What is important is that when the Space Marines of the Imperial Fists boarded the enemy warship, they captured a Chaos Lord's adjutant alive.

He is currently being escorted by the fleet of the Inquisition to the nearest world for interrogation.

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"Tell us, which planet have you, a bunch of damn heretics, targeted?" The majestic Inquisitor was sitting behind the thick glass. His eyes were as cold as a knife as he stared at the screen in front of him.

On the screen, several torturers were conducting a harsh interrogation of the captured Chaos lieutenant by remotely controlling various sophisticated tools.

"Hahahahahaha, stupid human, don't ever dream of getting the real answer from the devil, especially from a noble Chaos Creator like me!" Despite his whole body being firmly fixed, the Chaos lieutenant still laughed fearlessly and roared at the camera in an extremely contemptuous tone.

Hearing these provocative and arrogant words, the judge couldn't help but frown, with a hint of disgust on his face.

He turned to look at his subordinates and ordered coldly: "Show this guy a lesson, let him know that we are not easy to mess with!"

"Yes, sir!" the subordinate responded quickly, then reached out and pulled down a device next to him.

In an instant, there was a heavy mechanical roar, and the heavy steel rushed in like a tide, tightly wrapping the whole body of the Chaos adjutant in the blink of an eye, forming an indestructible protective shell.

However, faced with such a predicament, the Chaos lieutenant not only had no intention of retreating, but instead clamored even more arrogantly: "Hahahaha! You lowly mortals, you want me to surrender with just these little tricks? Listen carefully to the angry roar of the gods! Today, I will let you ignorant people see what true power and terror are..."

However, before he could finish his extremely arrogant words, a dazzling psychic lightning suddenly fell from the sky, like a giant dragon with bared fangs and claws, and struck directly at the Chaos adjutant shrouded in steel.

Due to the good conductivity of steel, this powerful psychic lightning was transmitted along the metal to the entire body of the Chaos Lieutenant almost instantly, causing him to fall into painful spasms.