Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"In the name of the Emperor's Children Legion, I grant you death." As Lucius's cold verdict sounded, he took steady and powerful steps and slowly walked towards Thatcher, who was curled up on the ground like a seriously injured python.

At this moment, Thatcher curled up tightly into a ball. Although she looked miserable, her snake-like tongue still licked the liquid on the ground tirelessly and greedily, as if it was some rare delicacy in the world.

Seeing such a disgusting scene, Lucius frowned tightly.

Then, he raised his right foot without hesitation and stepped hard on Thatcher's tongue with tremendous force.

All that was heard was a shrill scream: "Ah!" Thatcher's long tongue was crushed to pieces in an instant under Lucius's fierce stomping, turning into a pool of bloody meat.

The severely injured Thatcher fell to the ground, covering his mouth with his hands and uttering a heart-wrenching wail.

However, what was unexpected was that while Thatcher was wailing in pain, she couldn't help but shout out: "It feels so good! No! It feels so good!"

For this fellow who believes in Slaanesh, the intense stimulation brought by the severe pain in his mouth can bring him endless pleasure, making him scream out involuntarily.

Hearing such a strange cry, Lucius's face became even gloomier.

He said coldly: "It feels good, right? In that case, I'll make you feel even better!" Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in his hand, and the extremely sharp sword blade pierced into Thatcher's chest as fast as lightning.

As the sword entered his body, Thatcher, who had been relying on the joyful spiritual energy to support himself, suddenly became like a deflated ball, and all his strength disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, he no longer had any of his previous majesty, and looked just like an old man on the verge of death.

"No...don't!" Thatcher yelled at the top of his lungs, his eyes wide open, his face full of fear and unwillingness. He tried to fight back with all his strength, but the extreme weakness coming from his limbs surged like a tide, binding him tightly.

At this moment, even the simple action of raising the sword in his hand that had killed countless enemies became extremely difficult for him.

"Give my regards to the evil god behind you, heretic!"

Lucius growled, and the muscles in his arms tensed up as he began to exert force.

As the power continued to gather, Lucius swung his arm violently. In an instant, a cold light flashed, and Thatcher's body was split in two!

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, staining the cold floor of the battleship red.

Thatcher uttered one last shrill wail, then fell straight down, without any sign of life.

At the same time, the other Chaos Warriors saw their leader’s tragic death and roared in anger, wanting to rise up in resistance.

However, their efforts were doomed to be in vain.

More Space Marines had arrived, companies specially trained by Lucius.

This group of well-trained and well-equipped space warriors swept across the battlefield with tremendous force.

The Chaos Warriors, who had just managed to board the warship through a surprise attack, were in chaos after losing their leader Thatcher. Facing the fierce attack of the Space Marines, they were completely powerless.

Soon, organized Chaos Warriors fell one after another, becoming the dead souls at the hands of Space Marine killing teams.

As for the Chaos Followers who originally depended on the Chaos Warriors, their morale was greatly damaged when they saw their own camp suffered such a heavy blow, and their fighting power also dropped significantly.

Now, even the relatively weaker Imperial Navy soldiers can easily compete with them and defeat them one by one.

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"Damn Thatcher, you're incapable of doing anything! You're always causing trouble!" With an extremely angry roar, Monska waved his arms with a ferocious face, like a mad beast.

His strong and powerful hands instantly grabbed the two demon followers closest to him, and then he exerted force suddenly and easily tore the two poor creatures into pieces.

At this time, Mengska's eyes were red, and anger seemed to be bursting out of his eye sockets.

He shouted angrily, "Tell Petos and Torres to speed up! Also, immediately order Atorak to use the power of chaos to block the false emperor's support fleet! Quick!"

Upon hearing Mengska's order, a Chaos Wizard replied tremblingly: "My Lord, I am afraid I cannot complete this task."

"What?" Mengska widened his eyes, stared fiercely at the person who spoke, and asked in disbelief.

The Chaos Wizard trembled and said, "If it were in the past, Lord Atorak might have been able to stop them with the powerful power of Chaos, or even use the Warp Storm to temporarily trap them in the Warp. But now the situation has changed, my Lord."

"What's going on?" Mengska shouted angrily.

At this time, Atorak stepped forward and explained solemnly: "Sir, the false emperor's fleet no longer takes the warp route. They have opened up a new route and called it the webway."

"Webway?" Mengska glanced at Atorak with disdain and sneered.

"Webway? What's so great about the Webway..."

However, before Mengska finished his words, suddenly, the void in front of him twisted and fluctuated, and then hundreds of huge imperial warships appeared out of thin air like ghosts, and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

These warships were flashing with cold metallic light, with their gun muzzles pointed fiercely at Monska and his troops.

"In the name of the Emperor!"

More and more imperial warships are gathering around Monska, but correspondingly, more and more chaos forces are emerging in reality.

Because of the subspace rift just released by the Chaos Wizard, the real universe here has begun to distort, and physical laws such as time and space have lost their original binding force.

And more demon armies are rushing out from the cracks, including the Khorne army led by Kabenha, the Nurgle army led by Septicemia, the Slaanesh army led by Thessaqi, and the Tzeentch army led by Ranko.

The demon armies under the four evil gods rushed out from the subspace and attacked Ophelia together.

In their view, Ophelia is a key node. As long as they capture it, they are confident that they can drag at least one-fifth of the empire's territory into darkness.

However, support from the Empire has also arrived.

Not only Abaddon's fleet, but also the fleet of the Blood Angels, the fleet of the Ultramarines, the fleet of the Emperor's Children, and the fleet of the Death Guard were on their way.