Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Praise Nurgle!"

Kugath's deafening roar resounded across the entire surface of Ophelia's planet, as if it was going to tear the land apart.

He stood on a pile of ruins, surrounded by the wreckage of dozens of tanks that had been overturned by his powerful psychic power, and countless soldiers whose blood and flesh had been sucked dry in an instant, turning into shriveled corpses.

The endless army of Nurgle surged across the surface of Ophelia like a tide. In that disgusting and huge team, there were not only rotten monsters emitting a foul smell, but also the demon armies of Slaanesh and Tzeentch mixed in.

These demons have various shapes and are hideous. Some have sharp claws, and some spew flames, which makes people shudder.

Faced with such a terrifying enemy, ordinary Space Marines and Astra Militarum soldiers seemed powerless to fight back.

Kugath simply waved his arm casually, and the plague he unleashed could easily wipe out an entire Astra Militarum infantry regiment.

Those poor soldiers died in agony before they could even utter a scream. Their bodies quickly rotted and turned into pools of disgusting blood.

"Fire!"

Seeing the critical situation, the Astra Militarum Artillery Regiment in the rear no longer cared whether there were any comrades in the front. They decided to go all out and use dense artillery rain to stop these demons.

At that moment, countless petrified lizard self-propelled artillery roared in unison and fired all the last batch of shells they carried.

The shells drew arcs in the air and then slammed hard into where Kugath was.

Accompanied by earth-shaking roars, the flames produced by the explosions swept in wave after wave, continuously impacting Kugath's fat and twisted body.

However, this seemingly fierce attack did not seem to cause much damage to Kugath.

"Ho! Father Nurgle will show you mercy!"

Ku'Gath roared in rage, opened his arms, and a thick green plague gushed out of him.

The plague spread as quickly as a storm. Wherever it went, whether it was solid steel or fragile human body, it was corroded beyond recognition in an instant.

The Astra Militarum soldiers who had been resisting bravely fell down one after another with screams, their bodies quickly melting into a pool of pus and merging with the ground beneath their feet.

“Bang bang bang bang bang!!!”

The deafening sound of artillery fire resounded through the sky. Several Thunderhawk gunboats circled in the air like steel behemoths, spewing flames and firing fiercely at the mountain-like Kugath below.

However, facing this fierce attack, Kugath didn't even bother to look up. His huge body was as steady as a rock, as if these attacks were nothing more than insignificant mosquito bites to him.

“Buzz buzz buzz buzz!!!”

All around Ku'gath, a black swarm of plague flies was like a surging green wave, making a creepy buzzing sound and scrambling to pounce on the Thunderhawk gunship in the sky.

Hundreds of millions of plague flies gathered together to form a huge green fog that covered the sky and the sun, and rushed towards the gunboats with an overwhelming force.

“Bang!! Bang, Bang, Bang!! Bang, Bang!”

The Space Marines in the Thunderhawk gunship tried their best to operate their weapons. The dense bullets and plasma beams intertwined into an impenetrable fire net, trying to stop the overwhelming swarm of flies.

But although their firepower was fierce, with thousands of plague flies falling in the hail of bullets every second, more swarms of flies kept coming, and they were simply unable to resist.

In the blink of an eye, a swarm of green flies swarmed onto the engine area of ​​the Thunder Hawk gunboat like a tide.

These tiny flies carry a deadly plague virus, and they gnaw frantically at the gunboat's metal structure, releasing highly corrosive substances.

The hull of the gunboat quickly changed color and softened under the erosion of the plague, and hideous large holes kept appearing. The originally extremely strong armor now became fragile.

Finally, with a dull roar, the engines of these Thunder Eagle gunboats shut down one after another. The gunboats that lost power fell straight down from the sky like kites with broken strings.

What was waiting for them below was a swamp that had been polluted beyond recognition by Nurgle's psionic energy.

The gunboat plunged into the depths of the swamp, splashing large amounts of dirty muddy water.

And in this swamp, there are countless hungry and ferocious Nurgle demons hidden. They smell the scent of prey, crawl out of the mud, and rush towards the crashed gunboat with fangs and claws.

Before the hatch was opened, the Nurgle demons couldn't wait to tear open the hull of the gunboat with their sharp claws.

As soon as these Space Marines picked up their weapons, they were trapped in a desperate situation. They fought desperately with the demons with their weapons, but they were outnumbered and were soon drowned in the sea of ​​demons.

The demons brutally dismembered and ate the Space Marines. The blood dyed the entire swamp red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and decay.

"For... the Emperor..."

Before the last Space Marine took his last breath, he detonated the last melta grenade in his hand.

The explosion engulfed the demon that rushed into the gunboat, and the entire Thunder Eagle gunboat was engulfed in the flames of the explosion.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

At this moment, the Astra Militarum soldiers were no longer able to withstand Kugath's offensive, and continuing to fight would only result in additional casualties.

"Retreat to the hive and make plans. Artillery and armored forces provide cover!"

The Astra Militarum general issued an order at the temporary command center. Currently, the only forces that can cause damage to the demons are armored forces and artillery units.

"Let the Army Air Force use proton torpedoes to bomb them. As long as they can slow down the demons' advance, that'll be fine."

Just as the Astra Militarum general gave the order, a tall figure appeared in the command center.

"General Bullock..."

A tall figure stood in front of the Astra Militarum general, his grey power armor looking particularly terrifying under the light.

"Grey Knights..."

The Astra Militarum general looked at the Space Marine in grey armor in front of him with trembling eyes, and his legs began to shake uncontrollably.

"From now on, all your retreat orders are cancelled. You attract the devil's attention, and I will behead the enemy." Diego said slowly.

"Sir, but our soldiers, they..."

"Sacrifice is the foundation of the Imperium. If you wish to return to the Golden Throne as a coin of the Emperor, then follow my command."

Diego's voice turned cold, and a terrifying spiritual energy was permeating the air in the command center.

"I understand, Lord Grey Knight..."

General Bullock took the auspicious instrument tremblingly, and then ordered the other end: "End all retreat orders and launch the attack again..."