Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

The Tukad military police on the periphery were wiped out by the Space Marines, and all kinds of so-called heavy weapons did not even leave a trace on the Space Marines' armor.

"Quick! Seal the door of the Prime Minister's Office! Ask for help from troops from other planets."

Prime Minister Tukad shouted while hiding under his seat.

"Prime Minister! We have lost contact with all other planets! We are now alone!"

Defense Minister Toukad shouted at the Prime Minister who was sitting down with a pistol.

"Those monsters are coming in!!!"

There was a terrifying cry followed by a huge explosion.

"For the Emperor!!!"

With a war cry, hundreds of space warriors rushed in at the same time.

"Block them!!! Block them!!!"

Prime Minister Tukad's shouts spread throughout the Prime Minister's Office. These space warriors did not need to carry out any attacks at all. They only needed to rush forward. Their huge bodies could easily crush the enemy into a ball of blood while charging at high speed. fog.

"Alien!!"

Akrol brandished his power sword and aimed it at Chancellor Tukad, who was fleeing among the crowd.

Then with a slash of his head, Prime Minister Tukad's head flew out like a basketball.

Prime Minister Tukad is dead, and the entire Tukad Federation can be declared dead in name only.

According to the requirements of the Inquisition, most Tukards will enter the shelter to wait for distribution. What awaits them is not equality or humane care. What greets them is the target of new recruits, the operating table of the Inquisition, and the Adeptus Mechanicus. The machine slave production room.

Of course, before doing this, the human empire will squeeze out the last bit of their use value.

"I am too kind to these aliens"

Yang Cheng looked at several shelters and said with a smile.

Now the name of the Space Marines has spread, and the images of them killing soldiers of all races have also spread to the countries in the Central Rim.

Some of the surviving alien soldiers ranked these horrible things in order. If they surrendered immediately when they encountered the light blue ones, they might give themselves a good time.

When you encounter a dark blue giant with a bat symbol, don't resist, commit suicide immediately, it will be less painful.

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"Ding, host, do you want the original gene?"

The system's voice suddenly sounded in Yang Cheng's head.

"What the hell! Primarch!"

Yang Cheng was checking the latest empire files when he was suddenly startled by the system.

The Primarch is a life form created by the Emperor and the Eternal Alda through genetic engineering technology. Because the DNA of the Emperor himself and Aldar was used in the creation process, it is also regarded as the child (test tube baby) of the two. , in layman's terms, the twenty-one primarchs are the twenty-one princes of the empire.

The Primarchs were far more powerful than ordinary Space Marines in every way, even more powerful than the Custodes: they were taller, faster, stronger, more united and intelligent, and very charismatic, well suited to lead the Imperium of Man.

The Primarchs were born in secret laboratories under the Himalayas. Their genetic structure was modeled on but different from that of the Emperor and Erda, and it is speculated that the Emperor also used long-forgotten ancient psychic technology to shape the Primarch's spirit.

Yang Cheng's mind flashed about the birth of the Primarch. These were demigods in the true sense. The powerful Primarch could even fight against the demons of the evil gods.

Even the weakest Primarch can kill tens of thousands of Space Marines with ease, even with the help of various heavy weapons.

"Come on, it's Guilliman or Dorne, Angel Sister is not impossible."

Yang Cheng said excitedly, even if he is just Luo Jia, he has his own uses.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for discovering the Red Sand Angel - Angron"

"Yeah...what the hell?"

After hearing this, Yang Cheng had a question mark on his head. He couldn't accept this gap at once.

"Behead the king, well, it's not impossible."

"A version without the Butcher's Nails"

"Bought it!"

Yang Cheng originally thought it was buy one get one free, but he was full of surprise when he heard that it was a version without the Butcher's Nails.

"At least I won't go crazy"

"Ding, if you want to get the version of Angron without the Butcher's Nail, you need 300 million war points, and this is also limited time, there are still 3 days left."

"Buy it now, immediately"

"Ding, the location is in the arena of Nucoria."

"Call the second fleet and call Karn back! Call back all the World Eaters who are killing people outside."

Yang Cheng couldn't wait to put on his golden power armor, and he had the sense to kill the King himself.

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"Now! Let us welcome! The star of Nucoria! The Gladiator King, Angron!!!"

Angron slowly walked into this huge arena holding a long ax.

An older gladiator looked at Angron who slowly entered the arena and sighed.

Oinomouth is the character closest to a father to Angron. He found him among a pile of corpses. In order for him to survive in this cruel world, Oinomouth decided to protect him. , while teaching him the rules of being a gladiator.

"boom!"

With a huge roar, Angron's opponent, a terrifying monster, had its head cut off directly.

"Angron! Angron! Angron!!"

The various alien races around them shouted and watched the wonderful fighting scene in front of them.

"Angron"

Oinomouth gently stroked the blood-stained Angron. He and Angron had been fighting in this arena for more than ten years, and he was about to die.

"The next battle! Red Sand Angel Angron! Against his mentor and father! Oinomouth!!"

Suddenly a loud voice sounded, it was the governor of this planet shouting.

"The showdown between father and son! Get ready to begin!"

Dozens of soldiers escorted Oinomouth out.

"asshole!"

Angron suddenly burst out and strangled a soldier beside him to death, then rushed towards Oinomouth.

"Angron! Either you kill him with your own hands! Or I will torture your father to death!"

Governor Croco pointed a gun at Oinomouth, while several soldiers took out a terrifying machine.

"Kill him, and I allow you to give him a good time."

Croco laughed and kicked Oinomouth to the ground. The older gladiator no longer had the strength to resist.

"My child, it's time to end it. I'm not your father. You should go back to your real hometown."

"I didn't expect you to be such a bastard! Haha, you have the guts to call out your real father! Let's see if your father comes to save you! Hahahaha!"

"Lord Governor! We have been invaded!"

Just as Croco was mocking, his men suddenly ran over and shouted.