Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

A huge, ferocious-looking Slaanesh warrior pounced towards Charles with his fangs and claws bared like a wild beast out of control.

The terrifying fangs flashed with cold light, as if they were going to swallow Charles in one bite.

However, at this critical moment, Charles flashed, and the sharp blade in his hand drew a lightning-like arc, instantly chopping off the head of the Slaanesh warrior. Blood splattered everywhere, like a bloody rainstorm pouring down.

Immediately afterwards, several ferocious Slaanesh beasts roared and rushed towards Charles.

They opened their bloody mouths, revealing their sharp teeth, as if they wanted to tear Charles into pieces.

But Charles was not afraid of danger. He quickly raised his arm and pointed the cold muzzle of the grenade launcher at them.

"Bang bang bang bang!!!"

Several explosive bombs were fired at the beasts without hesitation.

Only a few loud bangs were heard, and the powerful impact force generated by the explosion of the bomb directly blew the Slaanesh beast into pieces, and its limbs and arms flew everywhere.

However, the enemy did not retreat because of Charles' bravery. Instead, more and more demons rushed towards Charles' location like a tide.

These demons have different shapes, some have wings and hover in the air, some are running wildly on the ground, and they make bursts of terrifying howls that make people shudder.

Even though Charles still had 200 Space Marines by his side, they seemed outnumbered and unable to cause much trouble in the face of such a large number of demon troops.

At this time, a charming voice sounded: "Embrace the Lord of Joy, He will give you the most joyful experience in the world!" Looking in the direction of the voice, I saw Auror walking gracefully in the sea of ​​demons.

She has a graceful figure, and exudes a charming charm in her every move, but under this ugly and elegant appearance lies extreme evil. Endless demons surround her, crowding around her and moving forward.

"Devil, don't even think about it!" Charles shouted with his eyes wide open.

He threw a melta grenade with force, and the grenade drew an arc in the air and flew straight towards Auror.

However, when the grenade approached Auror, it was eroded by the purple mist surrounding her body.

The purple mist seemed to be corrosive and easily decomposed the melta grenade, rendering it powerless.

"That's a pity. I was hoping to enjoy myself with you in the Palace of the Lord of Pleasure." Auror said with a sweet laugh. Her laughter echoed on the battlefield, making Charles feel a chill.

The angry Charles no longer paid attention to Aurore's provocation. He wielded his weapon with both hands, slashing at the demons that kept pouring up at a faster speed. Every swing of the sword brought up a flash of blood.

On the other side, Lance was facing a severe situation and his condition was not optimistic either.

Although in terms of strength comparison, the Warriors of Slaanesh are at most powerful mortals in front of the extremely powerful Space Marines, the power of the Warp contained in them is terrifying.

Especially the blade tainted with Sakshi voodoo and flashing with strange light has become the biggest threat and difficult problem in front of Lance.

Lance was seen holding a huge battle axe and moving nimbly among the dilapidated ruins.

Facing the Slaanesh warriors who were rushing towards him like a tide, he showed no fear, his eyes were firm and full of murderous intent.

With each violent swing of the battle axe in his hand, gusts of wind were created, and several Slaanesh warriors were chopped to the ground in the blink of an eye before they could even let out a scream. Purple blood splattered everywhere, staining the surrounding ruins purple.

However, more Slaanesh warriors continued to pour in, seemingly endlessly.

One after another, the brave and fearless Space Wolves were surrounded by the Slaanesh warriors. Although they fought hard, they were ultimately outnumbered.

I saw several sharp sword blades piercing their bodies mercilessly, and their originally tough skin was now as fragile as thin paper.

At the same time, a strange purple potion quickly spread, corroding their bodies, bringing bursts of severe pain and burning sensations.

"Where are the reinforcements! Where are the reinforcements?" Lance roared angrily, his eyes bloodshot, waving the battle axe in his hand vigorously, trying to break through this terrible encirclement.

However, the enemies were too numerous and too powerful, and his battle axe could not withstand the repeated fierce impacts and was broken.

But Lance did not back down, instead he was inspired to fight even harder.

After losing his weapon, he simply turned his hands into the most deadly weapons and pounced madly on those Slaanesh warriors.

Every punch and every grab contained endless power and rage, as if to tear the enemy in front of him into pieces.

With a "swish" sound, an unlucky Slaanesh warrior was torn into two halves alive by Lance with his amazing strength.

In an instant, purple blood gushed out from its broken body like a fountain, splashing in the air, forming a horrifying picture.

"For the Emperor!" Lance roared, and continued to rush towards the surrounding Slaanesh warriors mercilessly. One, two, three... More and more enemies fell at his feet. He was like a never-tiring beast, constantly reaping the lives of his enemies.

One after another, the Slaanesh warriors fell at Lance's feet like lambs to be slaughtered.

Lance grabbed their heads accurately, and then pulled them hard, and the heads rolled to the side like ripe fruits.

At this time, Lance's appearance was almost the same as the demons he was fighting fiercely with.

He was covered in blood, his eyes flashed with madness, and a deafening roar came out of his mouth: "For Russ and the All-Father!"

As Lance roared, countless demons and space warriors started a bloody melee under the webway. The two sides fought hard, shouts and screams came one after another, interweaving into a melody of death.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light appeared in the originally dark blue and deep web space.

Then, a melodious and solemn chanting sound slowly rang out, like the sound of nature echoing in this chaotic battlefield.

As the scriptures were recited continuously, something magical happened - those vicious demons instantly burned up like dry grass on fire, and turned into piles of ashes in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, neat and powerful footsteps came from inside the webway, as if thousands of troops were galloping in. A moment later, a Space Marine in silver armor strode out from the depths of the webway.

His armor was densely engraved with scriptures praising the Emperor, and every line of text shone with a sacred light; and the mace he held tightly in his hand was even more eye-catching. The various mysterious spells engraved on it seemed to contain endless power, all of which demonstrated this man's extremely noble status.

“The Word Bearers?” Looking at the group of Word Bearers Space Marines bathed in golden light who suddenly appeared on the battlefield, Charles' mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile.