Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"By the way, what does the salamander look like?" Horus suddenly thought of this question as he climbed the mountain with great effort.

He had never been to this planet before, and besides, he had never thought of asking Vulkan at that time.

Abaddon was drinking water when he heard Horus' question and almost spit out the water.

After finally catching his breath, he quickly replied, "Uh... Father, I'm not too sure about this. Why don't you ask someone?"

Upon hearing this, Horus responded without even turning his head: "Come on! No normal person would wander around near the crater for no reason! Let's just walk and see." After that, he raised his hand and turned off the communication with Abaddon, then put the power sword back into the scabbard at his waist.

"Hey, I say, this fire lizard wouldn't particularly like rolling around in the boiling magma, right?" Locke muttered to himself.

"Don't ask me, I really don't know." Abaddon responded helplessly.

At this time, in the Thunderhawk gunship in the sky, Abaddon and Loken were closely monitoring the movements on the surface.

Although Horus had long ago told them not to interfere with this hunting operation, Abaddon still couldn't let it go, so he took the initiative to search for possible traces of salamanders in the air.

"Let's go! Let's go to the crater and take a look." Abaddon raised his arm, extended a finger, and pointed firmly at the crater in the distance from which thick smoke was constantly billowing.

Then, he turned to look at the two Space Marines who were driving the Thunderhawk gunship and gave an order: "Speed ​​up and head directly in that direction!"

At the same time, on the surface, Horus was still moving slowly forward aimlessly.

The hot magma flowed around his feet like a stream of fiery red. The dried bones of various creatures were scattered all around him, looking chaotic.

Suddenly, Horus stepped into the boiling magma without hesitation, as if it was just an ordinary stream of water.

However, for him, the high temperature of the magma was not even as high as the water temperature when he took a bath.

Then, he continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring the volcano next to him that might erupt at any time.

You know, Horus is an extremely powerful Primarch. His physical fitness is terrifying, and there are only a handful of people in the universe who can compete with him.

Not to mention this small volcanic activity, even the thick smoke produced by Yang Cheng's cooking that he smelled in the Terra Palace before was probably more powerful than the volcanic ash released by the volcano in front of him.

Just as Horus was anxiously searching around, Vulkan, with his amazing perseverance and agility, had quietly climbed to the top of the towering crater that was emitting thick smoke and hot magma.

When he finally reached the top of the mountain, the sight before him made him feel excited.

In the churning lava, creatures of unimaginable size were quietly living on the edge of the magma.

These creatures are like fire dragons from mythology and legends, huge and powerful, and each one exudes a terrifying aura.

It turns out that these are mysterious creatures unique to Nocturne, and people call them "salamanders." These creatures have an almost obsessive love for magma, as if magma is the source of their life.

They always like to swim and play happily around the boiling magma, and their most favorite entertainment activity on weekdays is to roll around in the hot magma and enjoy the unique pleasure brought by the high temperature.

However, don't underestimate these seemingly docile creatures. In fact, salamanders are extremely aggressive and territorial.

As soon as they sense any uninvited guests trespassing into their territory, they will launch a fierce attack without mercy until the enemy is killed.

However, even in the face of such a ferocious and terrifying creature, Vulkan never showed any intention of retreating.

On the contrary, in the past few short years, this Primarch, relying on the extremely powerful war hammer in his hand, has killed the originally large population of Salamanders to the point of near extinction!

At this moment, Vulkan tightly grasped the warhammer in his hand, carefully lying on the edge of the crater, staring intently at the dozen or so surviving salamanders living inside the volcano below.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Vulkan leaped down from the crater like a meteorite, and then smashed straight in front of a dozen fire lizards with the force of thunder.

The sudden impact caused the ground to shake violently and dust to fly, as if a small earthquake had suddenly struck.

"Roar!" One of the huge salamanders was so frightened that it trembled all over and let out a nervous roar in fear. It tried to scare away the uninvited guest in this way.

After all, the bloody massacre that Vulkan had previously carried out had already made these salamanders deeply afraid of this tall, charcoal-skinned human.

Although the claws of each fire lizard were much larger than Vulkan, at this moment, facing the approaching Vulkan, they all shrank back and just kept threatening Vulkan with their deafening roars, hoping to stop him from getting closer.

However, Vulkan turned a deaf ear to the Salamanders' threat.

He was carrying a huge and heavy war hammer on his shoulder, and he walked towards one of the salamanders with firm and powerful steps without fear.

Seeing this, the fire lizard became even more panicked. It widened its eyes, opened its bloody mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and at the same time a raging flame gushed out of its mouth.

The temperature of this blazing flame reached tens of thousands of degrees, enough to melt steel in an instant, but the moment it came into contact with Vulcan, a shocking scene occurred: the extremely hot flame did not cause any harm to Vulcan!

Vulkan was like an indestructible mountain, bearing the flames and holding a war hammer, he approached the fire lizard step by step.

"Roar!"

Fear, the fire lizard's pupils were filled with fear of Vulkan, and the flames could not prevent death from coming.

Vulkan raised his warhammer, then raised it hard and smashed it down.

In an instant, the salamander's scales broke, and blood gushed out from under its skin, attracting white brain matter to flow out through the wound smashed by Vulkan.