Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Malcador, do you feel it?"

Yang Cheng sat on the golden throne, staring ahead with cold eyes. Malcador and a group of imperial guards stood respectfully beside him, their expressions serious and focused.

"A subspace crack has appeared in the real universe, and along with it there is a Four Gods' Choice." Yang Cheng's cold voice sounded slowly, as if carrying endless pressure and majesty. Malcador nodded slightly, indicating his agreement.

"My Lord, are Horus, Xerxes, and Sanguinius enough? Should we let Magnus go as well..." Malcador's tone revealed a hint of worry.

"No, not for now. Magnus still needs to guard the webway, which is enough to keep him busy." Yang Cheng shook his head and rejected the suggestion.

Then, Yang Cheng slowly stood up, stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword at his waist, and gently pulled out the Emperor's Sword that was shining with golden light.

The sword was shining with brilliant light, as dazzling as the sun.

Yang Cheng turned around and handed the Sword of the Emperor to Trajan beside him.

Trajan took the Emperor's Sword in both hands, a hint of awe in his eyes.

The Emperor's Sword in Yang Cheng's hand was emitting a dazzling golden light, and the sword body was flashing with mysterious runes and light. This sword was not only a weapon, but also a curse on the power of chaos.

Only the most powerful demons can withstand its power. Other ordinary demons will be completely destroyed if they are illuminated by its sword light.

This sword possesses powers beyond those of conventional weapons, capable of inflicting true death upon daemons rather than simply banishing them to the Warp, making it a deadly weapon in the fight against the forces of Chaos.

"Hand this sword over to Horus and let him fight with it. Only in this way can we completely destroy these demons!" Yang Cheng ordered Trajan majestically.

"Understood, my Lord." Trajan replied respectfully. He half-knelt beside Yang Cheng and took the Emperor's Sword with both hands. Then, he carefully placed the sword in a special container and kept it properly.

"In addition, I need you to immediately dispatch three teams of the Imperial Guard, two teams of the Grey Knights, and a team of Sisters of Silence to the target location and make sure to kill Kesha." Yang Cheng continued to give orders.

"Understood, my Lord." Trajan replied again. With his order, dozens of tall guards wearing golden power armor and holding guard spears or scorching spears walked out of the palace quickly.

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"Queen Kesha......"

The angels Zhui and Yan on the battlefield were stunned when they saw Kesha suddenly disappear without a trace. Kesha's breath disappeared in an instant.

"Where's the Queen? What's going on?"

Yan's eyes widened and he muttered in disbelief.

The angels nearby also looked confused, but they soon realized that the situation was not good.

With Kai'Sa gone, the remaining angels lost their backbone and fell into chaos and fear. Under the leadership of Sanguinius, these angels were ruthlessly slaughtered, one after another, tragically killed by grenade launchers.

"Yan! I'll cover you and let you leave!"

Ah Zhui shouted loudly as she struggled to resist the fire from the Imperial carrier-based aircraft, trying to create a chance for Yan to escape.

However, at this moment, a blue spiritual energy struck like lightning, instantly controlling Yan's limbs and confining her in a space.

"careful!"

Yan wanted to warn Azhui, but it was too late.

"Three generations of living angels?"

Ahriman said in surprise, holding a book with a special mark in one hand, and controlling the space around Angel Yan with the other hand.

Ahriman's puzzled voice came from under the blue helmet: "This is a rare existence..."

Ahriman's tone was calm. He looked at the angel Yan not as if he were looking at a living being, but as if he were looking at a book. "I wonder what kind of surprises your soul will bring me?"

After saying this, he began to exert his powerful psychic power to continuously compress and distort Angel Yan and the space around her, as if he wanted to devour her completely.

Finally, Yan and the space he was in were shrunk into a cube, and then he was taken away by Ahriman.

"Yan!"

Ah Zhui tried to escape the Empire's pursuit, but several fighter planes followed her closely on her flanks, and the dense firepower trapped her in the wreckage of a battleship.

"Quick! Go help Sister Azhui!"

The remaining 20 angels were extremely anxious. They tried their best to avoid the imperial artillery fire and advanced towards Azhui who was in the wreckage of the battleship.

However, just as they were about to arrive, a huge firestorm rose up without warning in the center of the battleship wreckage, and the blazing flames instantly engulfed everything around it.

This sudden change caught everyone off guard. Dozens of angels were caught up in it before they could react, and Angel Zhui who was trapped in the center was the first to bear the brunt.

In the blink of an eye, this horrific fire storm mercilessly devoured them all, turning all life into ashes.

"Mephiston, good job."

Looking at the angels that had been completely annihilated in the distance, Sanguinius returned to the battleship and spoke to Mephiston who was summoning a psychic firestorm.

"It is my honor to serve the primarch."

Mephiston bowed to Sanguinius and responded in a humble tone.

"It's time to leave. The angel civilization has been slaughtered. The next step is to move on to the three remaining hostile forces: the demon civilization, the scorching sun civilization, and the Styx civilization."

As Sanguinius spoke, he opened the star map in front of him. At this time, the entire world of the Super Seminary had been incorporated into the main world, and the Empire was sending several fleets to it.

Among them, Perturabo's Death Star III is the most powerful. Perturabo has communicated with Sanguinius more than once to ask him to leave some enemies for him to practice.

"Master Primarch, Master Horus has just sent us a message." An astropath walked to Sanguinius' side with a staggering step, then respectfully performed a standard Sky Eagle salute and reported seriously: "Master Horus requests to speak to you."

Sanguinius frowned slightly, a trace of doubt in his heart. He turned to look at the astropath and asked calmly: "Horus? What does he want from me?"

The Astropath quickly replied, "A warp crack has appeared in the Angel Nebula, and it has sucked the entire Angel City into the warp. Although this crack is far less severe than the Eye of Terror, it only affects one galaxy. However, when this crack was created, a demon prince was also born. Just in case, Lord Horus has decided to hand over the command of part of his fleet to you, and Lord Horus himself will personally lead the fleet to pursue the new demon prince until he is completely destroyed."