Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

In the unfathomable and vast subspace, the four chaotic forces were like four violent dragons, madly tearing each other apart in this infinitely vast space.

The energy waves they released were like a surging tsunami, spreading in all directions at an astonishing speed.

Every second, countless timelines shattered like fragile glass, turning into countless flickering fragments and disappearing into the endless darkness.

These timeline breaks triggered a series of space-time distortions and ripples, making the entire subspace turbulent.

At the same time, an extremely huge shadow quietly descended in front of billions of stars.

This shadow is like a black mountain that blocks out the sky and the sun, and its size is beyond imagination.

With just a slight movement of it, an unparalleled spiritual power swept out like a devastating storm.

This powerful psychic force tore through planets within billions of light years like a whirlwind, turning them into dust.

Those planets, satellites and asteroid belts that once shone brightly were powerless in the face of this terrifying force and were crushed into dust.

Deep in the endless dark shadows of the Warp, another, even larger and more mysterious shadow slowly emerged.

The shadow was as tall as a mountain, holding a huge iron pot in its hand.

This pot seemed to be a magic weapon from the abyss of hell. It was flashing with strange light all over. The breath of decay and life was constantly emanating from it, permeating the entire subspace.

At this moment, the evil god Nurgle, like a thunderbolt, poured its unparalleled power into the warp like a mad tide.

In an instant, the already turbulent subspace became even more violent, energy storms swept in all directions, and the chaotic energy surged.

And those huge monsters formed by thousands of planets were powerless against the power of the evil god Nurgle.

They were quickly transformed into disgusting tumors, the surfaces of which were covered with twisted blood vessels and abscesses, and disgusting fluids constantly oozing out of them.

Then, the tall shadow just waved his arm lightly and threw the tumors into the pot casually like garbage.

At this moment, even the most deadly and terrifying virus in the world seems so small and fragile in front of the absolute power displayed by this tall figure, and is simply unable to compete with it.

Behind them were two other blue and purple figures, who stood out in the darkness of the subspace.

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Eye of Terror

On the Planet Killer, a tall man was standing on the dark bridge and watching the scene quietly.

The man was dressed in a suit of black Terminator armor and a black wolfskin cloak with the faces of the four Chaos Gods and an octagonal star embroidered on the cloak, symbolizing his loyalty to Chaos.

His hair was stood up high and tied into a ponytail.

On his back he carries a trophy rack, on which hang many helmets and skulls of defeated enemies. The trophy rack is made of wooden spikes and metal tips, making it look particularly gloomy.

He is Abaddon, one of the core figures of the Chaos camp in the Warhammer 40K universe. He is known as the "Plunderer", the leader of the Chaos Dark Legion, and one of the most influential figures in the Chaos forces.

"The Scarlet Road Project cannot be interrupted. Continue to execute it."

A low roaring voice slowly sounded from beneath Abaddon's twisted armor.

Abaddon's ultimate goal was to push the forces of Chaos from the Eye of Terror all the way to Terra, the heart of the Imperium, and overthrow the Emperor through a series of strategic operations known as the Scarlet Path.

Specific steps include: weakening the barrier between reality and the virtual world, occupying strategic locations, and destroying Cadia.

Weakening the barrier between reality and the virtual world means weakening the barrier between the real world and the chaotic realm through large-scale battles and the release of chaotic energy, allowing the chaotic forces to invade the real world more easily.

Seizing strategic locations refers to concentrating forces during the 13th Black Crusade to attack Cadia and the Cadia Gate it guards, the only stable passage into Imperial space from the Eye of Terror.

The last step was to destroy Cadia. By destroying Cadia's defense facility, the Cadian Obelisk, Abaddon successfully pulled Cadia into the Chaos Realm, further weakening the Empire's defenses.

But what Abaddon could not have imagined was that on top of the largest piece of debris on the planet Cadia, the surviving Cadians built a fortress, continuing to block the demon army from entering reality.

Abaddon's summary is to gather all the forces of chaos and rush to Terra.

But now, there is a change.

"Guilliman has awakened, but as I said..."

"The age of the Primarchs is over, and so is the age of the Emperor..."

"I think you should see this, Lord Abaddon..."

The old man in a blue robe walked up to Abaddon. Although he looked harmless, as the messenger of the evil god Tzeentch, his power should not be underestimated.

"What could be more troublesome than Guilliman waking up?"

"Of course. For example, what about the Emperor and Empire from another world?"

As the old man finished speaking, Abaddon turned around in surprise and looked at the old man in front of him.

"Yes, an outsider has been inserted into the great game of the gods. I hope you can..."

"You want me to kill another emperor? Or force him to sit on the Golden Throne? To become another false emperor?"

"It's not impossible."

"Are you kidding me?" Abaddon rushed to the messenger, then pulled out Draconian from his waist and roared.

Drachnion is an extremely powerful daemon sword currently wielded by the Chaos Warmaster Abaddon.

This sword is not only a powerful weapon, but also the embodiment of an ancient evil.

It has been called "The End of Empire" and "The Echo of the First Murder", symbolizing the malice and violence of the first murder in human history.

As a demon sword, Drakkenion can devour the souls of creatures killed by it and make them part of the sword.

The blade is covered with the tormented faces of the souls that have been devoured by the sword.

The power of this sword is so great that it can even fight against beings like the Emperor.

At this moment, Abaddon had already placed the blade against the messenger's neck. The old messenger could even hear the roar of the dead souls on the sword.

"You want me to fight against two entire empires?"