Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

The Pride of the Emperor is the flagship of the Third Legion, the Emperor's Children. Like the Legion to which it belongs, the hull of this warship is extremely ornately decorated. Its armor is painted a dazzling purple-red and is inlaid with gold patterns. .

The ship's keel was laid in the Jupiter shipyards approximately 40 years after the start of the Great Crusade, and it took twice as long to build as other ships of the same tonnage, not for any other reason but because of the Emperor's Children. The Legion's obsession with its art.

The construction of the battleship is personally supervised by the Foundry General of Mars. Many parts of the battleship are even built by manpower. Its own value is enough to build another Glory Queen-class battleship.

The main passage on the Pride of the Emperor is called the Avenue of Triumphs. The road is paved with marble, with agate stone pillars standing on both sides. The stone pillars record every victory of the Legion in gilded words.

There are statues of legion heroes between the stone pillars, and the walls of the corridors that are not blocked by the statues are covered with paintings created by the chroniclers of the expedition fleet.

In addition to these decorations, the soldiers of the Third Legion, whose appearance is no less than that of the statues and whose oppressive force is far superior, are faithfully guarding this avenue with throwing spears.

At the end of the Triumphal Avenue is the Phoenix Gate, the entrance to Heliopolis, the Council Chamber of the Emperor's Pride.

It is equally magnificent: the entire gate is made of bronze, and it depicts in detail the scene of the Emperor giving the double-headed eagle insignia of the Emperor's Sons Legion, which symbolizes his sacred glory to the Imperium, to the Emperor, and his loyalty.

The Heliopolis Council Hall in this battleship is a huge rotunda. Its huge vault has various mosaic patterns on it. Purple and gold flags hang from the top, and on the vault There is a window in the center. When the lighting device is activated, starlight will pass through it and fall into the hall, reflecting the light smoke coming out of the incense burner.

The vault is supported by columns and bronze statues, surrounded by white marble walls, all of which are located on the black terrazzo floor. In the conference hall, there are enough chairs to seat two thousand people. They are arranged in concentric circles. The form is arranged here, and in the middle is a black marble seat dedicated to the original body.

Officers of the Emperor's Children Legion gathered here to listen to the Primarch's speeches, or to hold grand banquets and celebrations.

"Your Majesty, I love her so much."

Fulgrim walked on the bridge of the Emperor's Pride, admiring the decoration of this battleship. Fulgrim felt unprecedented satisfaction when looking at the sacred golden eagle in front of him.

"As expected of my father, even his style is so elegant and artistic."

Different from Fulgrim's joy, the ruffian boss next to him seemed particularly dull.

"So, why not transform such a good location into an automatic loader? Why repair this statue?"

Perturabo looked at the golden statue in front of him, and then asked doubtfully.

"My brother, you have no artistic ability. Look at this beautiful battleship. It is not a war machine. It is a work of art, a palace of elegant human art."

Fulgrim shouted excitedly as he looked at everything around him. He was surrounded by magnificent buildings, and the entire battleship was like the brightest star in the galaxy.

"I don't understand, my brother, why the entire battleship has to be so artistic? Aren't these battleships supposed to be killing machines?"

"I seem to know why my heirs say your creations are stiff. Look at these sculptures. Your character is just like them, rigid and stiff. We should kill the enemy in a more artistic way."

"Well, do you mean to make the hammer look like a sculpture and smash it, or just slap the painting on the enemy's face until the enemy's head is smashed?"

"Forehead……………………"

"My brother, you'd better learn your sculpture carving skills. These may be a bit complicated for you."

Fulgrim shook his head, then turned and left.

"Father, what should we do next?"

Standing next to Fulgrim was Julius Casoron, Captain of the First Company of the Emperor's Children.

"Lay the foundation of our legion with a magnificent victory"

Fulgrim took over his weapon. The Flame Blade was forged by Ferrus, the former Iron Hand Primarch. It was a gift to Fulgrim as a symbol of their friendship.

"Master Primarch, our gene seeds are ready to be produced."

The person speaking on the other side was Fabius Bayer, the chief apothecary of the Emperor's Children Legion. His greatest achievement was the successful cloning of the Primarch, another Primarch including Fulgrim, the bane of the rebellion. One, Warmaster Horus.

In fact, when Fulgrim was found, the entire Legion of the Emperor's Children was redeemed, and the moment Yang Cheng saw Fabius, he blurted out a sentence.

"Where is the Primarch you cloned?"

After waiting for Yang Cheng to ramble for a long time, Fabius said helplessly that he would have to study it for at least decades or even hundreds of years.

After getting the answer, Yang Cheng could only give up and continue to deal with his official duties.

At the same time, the Star Alliance also found another way to resist the human empire. They sent a large number of instructors to various countries to serve as officers to guide them in their counterattack against humanity.

Of course, the Star Alliance has paid a heavy price. Their officers have died in the establishment. The current highest death record is the death of a Star Alliance Marshal.

And coincidentally, it did not die at the hands of the Human Empire, but because its battleship was knocked away by the retreating Alliance battleship, and the two battleships turned into space junk together.

Currently, the number of Star Alliance Marshals killed by this alliance is the same as that of the Human Empire, but the value of its kills even exceeds that of the Human Empire.

Countless Imperial Navy officers were stunned when they received this news. The best enemy kill record was actually created by the enemy's allies.

"You humans yearn for the light, but you use all dark methods. Why?"

In the dim temple, several space warriors wearing black and white armor were beating up an alien general.

"We did not participate in the human slave trade, and we did not oppress humans! Why! Why! We have no grievances or grudges..."

Before the alien general finished speaking, the sharp sword pierced its body, and a creepy sound sounded from under the terrifying helmet.

"Aliens should die"

With the fall of the alien general, these Space Marines of the Black Templars walked out of the building, and a holy expedition to hunt the aliens was underway.