Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Damn human..." Yura gritted her teeth and stared at Xerxes's receding back. Her originally beautiful face became hideous because of extreme anger.

At this moment, due to the surging anger in Yura's heart, extremely powerful psychic energy fluctuations emanated from his body, and this force actually began to distort the surrounding space.

Serrik on the side was extremely anxious and hurried forward and said, "Your Majesty, I am going to teleport you away from here immediately to ensure your safety. Please..." However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yura's angry roar.

Yura's eyes were spitting fire and he roared angrily, "Prepare to send more fleets here immediately! I must fight these damn humans to the death today!" Her resolute tone left no doubt about her determination to perish together with him.

Then, Jura added viciously: "That so-called Primarch? Humph, I want to see if he has the ability to stop our tens of thousands of Zerg armies!" Faced with such a furious Jura, Serrick knew that it was useless to say more, so he could only nod helplessly and said: "I understand, my lord..." Then he turned around to execute the order and continued to mobilize more Zerg fleets for reinforcement.

However, the current situation is still extremely serious. The Hive Fleet coming to support from the periphery encountered a stubborn resistance from the demon armies of Nurgle and Khorne, and was unable to break through the defense line and reach the core battlefield.

At the same time, the Zerg Hive Fleet inside Ultramar was in a dilemma of being attacked from both sides. They were being closely chased by human support warships rushing in from all directions and were in a very miserable state.

At this moment, Horus' carefully planned strategic layout is gradually becoming a reality - luring the Zerg to one place and then concentrating firepower to annihilate it.

"arrive…"

Along with a violent subspace fluctuation, the huge Spirit of Vengeance, like a ferocious beast, suddenly rushed out from the endless dark void.

Behind it, thousands of warships of various types followed closely behind the Spirit of Vengeance, the prestigious Queen of Glorious class battleship, like loyal followers.

For a moment, the entire airspace was illuminated by the dazzling light emitted by these warships, and the light spears flashing with deadly light rushed out from the muzzles like a group of wild horses, rushing towards the distance with an indomitable momentum.

At this moment, Horus, holding the Emperor's Sword and standing majestically on the deck of the Vengeful Spirit, was gazing grimly at the battlefield ahead.

Beside him, hundreds of well-equipped Primarch Guard members wearing Gastlin Terminator armor stood in neat rows. The powerful aura emanating from them seemed to be able to tear the entire universe apart.

"Abaddon, lead the fleet to quickly charge into the battlefield from the right, and then launch a boarding operation directly, aiming directly at the enemy's main ship!" Horus gave the order loudly, his voice was like thunder, spreading to every corner of the battleship.

Abaddon, who was in the battleship's control room, heard the order and responded without hesitation: "Yes, sir!" Then, he roared to the crew in the control room: "Everyone, pay attention! Direct all energy into the engine immediately! Today, let us end this damn war with our own hands!"

As Abaddon's roar rang out, the engine of the Spirit of Vengeance instantly burst out with unprecedented powerful power. Its speed soared dramatically, approaching 90 percent of the speed of light in the blink of an eye.

The huge ramming horn was like the fangs of a ferocious beast, aiming directly at the equally huge and terrifying main ship of the Zerg in the distance.

"Prepare to board! For the glory and future of mankind!" Abaddon's roar once again echoed in the battleship. At the same time, the Spirit of Vengeance and many warships following closely behind also adjusted their postures and prepared for the upcoming fierce battle.

"Bang!" Accompanied by a thunderous sound that shook the earth, the extremely heavy ramming horn, like a cannonball fired from a gun, hit the biological main ship with a force as powerful as thunder.

At this moment, it seemed as if time had frozen, and the entire universe seemed to tremble slightly because of this collision.

The ramming horn, as hard as steel, cut through the biological ship as easily as a hot blade cutting into butter the moment it touched the biological ship.

The biological shell, which was originally thick and strong enough to withstand most attacks, was now as vulnerable as a piece of fragile paper and was instantly chopped into countless pieces that flew everywhere.

As the shell shattered, the flesh and blood inside the biological battleship was exposed without reservation, and then the huge impact force tore a gap so huge that it was jaw-dropping.

"Boarding!" Almost at the same time as the ram broke through the defense, Horus' passionate and loud shout spread throughout the entire warship.

The next moment, thousands of airdrop pods poured out of the warships like dense raindrops, and fell rapidly towards the biological mothership below.

These airdrop pods carry tens of thousands of Space Marines from the Luna Wolves Legion.

"The moment has finally come..." Horus's deep and powerful voice rang out in the boarding bay.

He stood up slowly, holding the Emperor's Sword that was burning with blazing flames tightly in his hand. The light emitted by the sword illuminated the entire boarding bay, as if dispelling all the darkness around it.

Following closely behind Horus were members of the Primarch's Guard, led by Abaddon.

At this moment, he was following Horus' steps closely, advancing towards the interior of the mothership with firm steps.

"Brother Horus has arrived at the enemy's mothership, and it's our turn next..." Xerxes stared closely at the battlefield ahead.

Then he slowly turned his head and looked at Koz who had a stern face beside him before speaking.

"Go!" Koz had a blank expression on his face, but the word that came out of his mouth seemed to carry a tremendous force that left no room for doubt.

"Gaomoda! Send us over!" Xerxes quickly shouted into the intercom built into his armor.

Almost at the moment when Xerxes finished speaking, a dazzling psychic light suddenly lit up, as dazzling as a meteor across the night sky.

The light enveloped Koz and Gao Moda at lightning speed, forming a huge and mysterious cocoon of light.

Then, there was a slight buzzing sound, and the light cocoon trembled slightly, and then disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.