Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Son of the Emperor! Kill your father's enemies!" Along with this roar, a purple light streaked across the sky like a meteor and fell rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the purple airdrop capsule smashed straight into the trench like a meteorite, splashing a cloud of dust.

Before the dust settled, Lucius, holding a power sword, rushed out of the airdrop warehouse like a ghost.

The power sword in his hand, flashing with cold light, seemed like a life-taking blade from the depths of hell.

With a wave of his arm, the extremely sharp sword blade was pulled out of the scabbard at lightning speed.

In an instant, the sword flashed, like lightning tearing the night sky, and the heads of several orc boys were instantly smashed into countless pieces of flesh and blood like ripe watermelons, splashing everywhere.

"A filthy beast."

Lucius's face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes revealed endless contempt and disgust.

He flashed and rushed towards an orc boy who was holding a machete and rushing towards him with his teeth and claws bared.

He stretched out his left hand, easily grabbed the opponent's neck, and then squeezed it with sudden force. With a dull "bang", the orc's head exploded like a flattened balloon, and red and white things splattered all over the ground.

However, the bloody massacre did not scare the other orcs, but instead aroused their even stronger ferocity.

Suddenly, the roar of "waaaaaaaagh!!!!" resounded through the sky, and more and more orcs came from all directions like a tide, surrounding Lucius.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, Lucius showed no fear. He stood firmly in place, holding the sword across his body like an unshakable mountain.

His cold eyes swept over the orcs that were gradually approaching, and every orc who looked at him couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"waaaaaaaagh!!!!"

A dozen orcs roared in unison, waving various weapons in their hands, and pounced on Lucius at the same time.

But Lucius did not hesitate. He grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and used all his strength to chop the blade hard at the orc closest to him.

There was a crisp "crack" sound, and the unfortunate orc was split in half by Lucius' sword, with blood and internal organs splattered all over the ground.

However, before he could put away his sword, more orcs swarmed forward and continued to attack fearlessly.

Lucius' eyes were cold, and the sword in his hand flashed with a cold light. He swung it violently and slashed at another orc who was gradually approaching.

In an instant, a sharp blade flashed like lightning, and the orc was split in half in mid-air before he could even let out a scream.

Scarlet blood gushed out from the split body like a fountain, drawing a shocking arc in the air before falling down.

However, facing this bloody scene, Lucius seemed unusually relaxed and calm. He just dodged the splattering blood nimbly with a flash of his body.

"Humph, how can the blood of these filthy beasts defile my noble body?"

Lucius raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer.

After saying that, he shook his wrist, shook off the blood on the blade, and then rushed into the dense group of orcs in front without hesitation.

"puff!"

With a dull sound, another orc was pierced through the chest by Lucius's sword; then, "Swish!" a horrifying cutting sound was heard, and the arm of another orc was instantly separated from his body.

The sound of knives cutting into flesh continued to ring out.

At this moment, Lucius was like an extremely ferocious beast or an indestructible tank, charging through the group of orcs with tremendous force.

The sword in his hand flew up and down, taking a life with every swing.

One by one, the orcs fell in front of Lucius, and their corpses piled up like a mountain.

In just a few seconds, dozens of orcs died tragically at the hands of Lucius' sword.

At this moment, those orcs who were originally aggressive and fierce began to retreat because of fear.

"It's the Emperor's angel! The Emperor's angel has come to save us!"

The surviving planetary defense soldiers were so excited when they saw this scene that tears welled up in their eyes. They raised their laser rifles high in the air and cheered heartily.

"For the Emperor! Soldiers! Let us bathe in the glory of the Emperor and march forward bravely!" The officers shouted at the top of their lungs, holding their gleaming sabers tightly in their hands.

Along with the officers' passionate shouts, the remaining Planetary Defense Force soldiers burst out with endless courage and strength like ignited flames.

They marched with firm and powerful steps, closely following the officers, and under the cover of heavy artillery fire, launched a counterattack without hesitation.

"boom!"

A loud bang broke through the sky, followed by a series of deafening explosions that resounded through the sky.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in this horrifying scene.

At this thrilling moment, a group of figures rushed out from the smoke.

The leader was none other than Ukaka, who led hundreds of orcs covered in all kinds of junk armor, and they were as unstoppable as a surging torrent.

Although the armor of these orcs looks tattered, it exudes a terrifying aura.

Under the cover of a dozen equally tattered armored vehicles, Ukaka and his orcs charged forward frantically. They roared in a deep and violent voice:

"waaaaaaaagh!!!!"

“waaaaaaaaagh!!!!!”

“waaaaaaaaaagh!!!!!”

"waaaaaaaaagh!!!!!!!!"

In a blink of an eye, Ukaka had rushed to the front of more than a dozen planetary defense soldiers.

His huge body was like a moving mountain, rushing forward with the force of thunder.

Only a few screams were heard, and the dozen or so soldiers were instantly hit with flesh and blood flying everywhere, turning into scarlet blood mist that filled the air.

"I thought you were quite good at fighting! I want to fight you in a one-on-one duel!"

Ukaka stared with a pair of bloodshot eyes at Lucius who was not far ahead.

After saying that, he blocked Lucius's way without hesitation, then raised high the huge garbage sword in his hand which was made of various discarded parts, and slashed at Lucius fiercely.

The sword blade drew a strange arc in the air, bringing up a gust of fierce wind and heading straight for Lucius.