Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Take cover! Shoot freely!"

Vegas stared at the creepy Nurgle demon in front of him with a sharp gaze and gave orders without hesitation.

In an instant, the sound of gunfire and artillery fire intertwined together, deafening.

"Bang bang bang bang!!!"

The bolters in the hands of the Space Marines and Battle Sisters spewed out flames and bullets poured out like raindrops.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The tank's heavy artillery roared and the shells whizzed towards the target.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The laser gun shot out blazing beams of light, cutting through the foul-smelling open space.

Weapons of all types were aimed at the Great Unclean One that was running out from the ruins of the church. Tens of thousands of explosive bombs hit the bloated and huge body of this Nurgle demon like a storm.

However, what was shocking was that although these powerful bombs triggered a series of intense explosions on its body, they only caused its fat body to tremble slightly and were completely unable to stop it from moving forward.

Two Predator tanks also joined the battle, their thick gun barrels spewing flames. The shells hit the body of the Nurgle Demon accurately with amazing speed and power.

However, apart from the billowing black smoke when the shells hit, there was no substantial damage caused to the horrible monster.

“Feel the Father’s love!”

The great demon Hantan of Nurgle raised the giant battle axe emitting a foul smell in his hand and roared madly.

Wherever the axe passed, no matter if they were brave soldiers or holy nuns, as long as they were slightly touched by the smell of decay, they would instantly melt into a pool of disgusting rotten meat.

Seeing that the situation was becoming increasingly critical, Vegas made a prompt decision: "Everyone retreat!"

Following his order, the last remaining Rhino troop carrier quickly turned around and sped away to the rear.

"Pharmacist! Take them away from here quickly!" Vegas shouted loudly, his eyes fixed on Hantan who was approaching step by step, his eyes revealed incomparable firmness and determination.

Then, Vegas jumped off the Rhino troop carrier without hesitation.

After landing, he quickly reached out and grabbed the chainsword beside him that was shining with cold light, while his other hand tightly grasped a heavy grenade launcher, standing firmly in front of Han Tan like an indestructible fortress.

"Wow, look at this poor little guy, are you also longing for the love and care of your father?"

Hantan's mountain-like body suddenly appeared in front of Vegas, which was chilling.

Accompanied by a sickening stench, deadly poisonous mist continuously gushed out from the rotten wounds on Hantan's body, as if a green cloud of death was covering the surroundings.

At the same time, countless white maggots were crawling on Hantan's rotting flesh, and groups of jumping Nurglings were drilling in and out of the bloody holes. The scene was extremely disgusting.

However, faced with such a horrific scene, Vegas showed no fear.

He held the weapon tightly in both hands, stood tall and proud in front of Han Tan, and responded loudly: "Father's love? Humph, I yearn for the glory and power bestowed on me by the Emperor of God!"

As Vegas stepped forward, the respirator in the helmet on his head began to emit sharp and piercing sounds.

At this moment, the spreading poisonous fog had already corroded the helmet, rendering the respirator instantly ineffective.

You know, in the face of Nurgle's chaotic power, any ordinary respirator can hardly resist its toxic invasion.

But even so, Vegas still stands here, blocking Hantan's progress.

"This is really interesting..."

The corners of Hantan's rotten and twisted mouth rose slightly, revealing a playful smile, and he completely ignored the Space Marines who were evacuating quickly.

Instead, he turned his gaze with interest to the figure that still stood firmly in the poisonous fog.

At this time, Hantan knew very well that the order he received was to completely destroy the human defense line of this city.

At present, this task has obviously been successfully completed. However, at this moment, the more important thing for him is to spread the so-called "father's love" widely.

"Come on, join us!"

Hantan opened his fat body with his arms and shouted loudly.

"The love of a loving father is fair and equal, unlike that of the high and mighty emperor, whose love never belongs to you humble people!"

As Hantan finished his words, the already extremely dense poisonous fog around him suddenly became even thicker, like a huge green curtain, sweeping towards Vegas like an overwhelming force.

In the blink of an eye, the poisonous fog almost swallowed up Vegas, leaving only a vague outline barely visible.

"Fuck you...damn evil god!"

Despite being in such a desperate situation, Vegas still showed no weakness. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words full of anger and contempt.

However, as soon as he said this, a mouthful of scarlet blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

"puff!"

The blood broke through the constraints of the helmet and splashed everywhere like a blooming blood-red flower.

At the same time, Vegas could clearly feel that his internal organs were being corroded and corrupted bit by bit by this terrible poisonous fog.

The pain was like a thousand ants gnawing at his heart, and it almost made him faint.

"Don't struggle any longer, put down your resistance, and join our warm family..."

Hantan continued to use his extremely persuasive verbal offensive with all his might. His voice was like a devil's sound, echoing in Vegas' ears.

Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Vegas' already shaky defense of will.

"The Seventh Path is the Path of Life..."

Hantan's tone became increasingly deep and solemn, carrying an irresistible charm.

Under such powerful pressure, Vegas felt that his spiritual world was about to collapse, and the last bit of faith deep in his heart seemed to be gradually shaken and on the verge of disintegration.

"God Emperor, please listen to the voice of your humble servant, please..."

The moment Vegas' voice fell, he could no longer support his heavy body, and he half-knelt on the ground.

"Yes, that's it..."

Hantan's psychic power is approaching Vegas, and the green chaotic power is corroding Vegas' body.

"God Emperor, bless your servant..."

Vegas stood up again almost in an instant, and the Belisarius Furnace in his body was activated. This was his final blow.

"demon!"

Vegas's chainsaw sword was gripped again, and then inserted into Hantan's fat body in almost nanoseconds.

However, what horrified Hantan was that the attack, which should have caused him no feeling at all, actually caused his soul to feel pain.

The arrival of several gray airdrop pods in the sky seemed to indicate that Vegas' prayers had been answered.