When the regent of the empire, Sivier, became aware of the invasion of the galaxy by the Tyranid Zerg, he immediately began to organize several expeditionary support fleets.

And, after observing the subspace shadows formed by the convergence of the consciousness of countless Tyranid beings, Sivir also realized how much it would affect the people of the Empire today.

As a result, the Empire's psionic beacon project was also implemented at Sivir's urging.

In the five star fields of the Empire, six psionic beacons were established.

Six psionic avatars made up of a large amount of subspace energy and imperial psionic energy serve as carriers, ready to bring back to reality the will of the greatest human being, the emperor.

In the Hazy Star Field, the psionic avatar in the Psionic Beacon did not usher in its true master, but was instead occupied by the Will of Chaos.

Far away in the solar system, Sivir had to project his power here across tens of thousands of light-years to stop this invincible and terrifying existence.

While Sivir and the Psionic avatars are battling, the Empire has sent numerous Blackstone Fortresses to use the alien technology they have mastered to try to strengthen the veil of the real universe and subspace.

Normally, subspace and reality are separated by a wooden board with tiny holes.

The real universe is like a small house made of wooden planks, and the cold wind in the subspace can't blow in at all, only the slightest coldness can penetrate in.

If subspace creatures want to come to the real universe, they need to find a way to expand the size of these small holes to be large enough for themselves to pass through, otherwise they will not be able to come to reality.

They are like mosquitoes outside the net, always trying to find or create larger holes so that they can enter the net and greedily suck the blood from humans.

But mosquito nets can only keep out the weak mosquitoes, not the larger creatures.

For some powerful subspace beings, the barrier between subspace and reality is like tissue paper, and if they want to, then they can pierce it.

If there is a mosquito net in front of you, lift it. If there is a plank in front of you, punch it through.

The holes they had made in the planks weren't enough for them to pass through, but it was more than enough for them to have one of their arms into the room for all the things they wanted.

And it couldn't be easier for countless mosquitoes to pass through this hole. The cold wind from outside can also blow into the room through this hole.

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However, the planks can be pierced, but what about the steel plates?

The function of the anti-subspace device installed in the Blackstone Fortress sent by the Empire is to strengthen the veil between the real universe and the subspace.

However, just as the strength of the curtain here was gradually strengthened, the psychic incarnation controlled by the will of chaos detonated its own huge energy.

Everything disappeared in this explosion.

A subspace rift no less than the size of the Eye of Dread appeared in place.

Not to mention wood and steel plates, even alloy plates have to be broken through.

There is nothing absolute in the world, and if there is, then it can only mean that the ability is not enough.

The explosion of the psionic avatar not only exploded a huge subspace crack in place, but in other parts of the hazy star field, there were also many subspace cracks the size of asteroids, planets, and even stars, and those even smaller subspace cracks were countless.

And these subspace rifts that appeared due to the explosion of the psionic avatar continued to expand over time, gradually connecting with the Eye of Fear, forming a large rift across the hazy star field.

And most of the planets in the Hazy Star Domain are located where they are fused with the subspace, and countless demons can easily come to these planets to vent their desire for destruction.

Many worlds have fallen due to Chaos invasions, and only on rare occasions will demonic Chaos armies be successfully held back and driven back to subspace.

The Raven in the Livingston system is one such world that has been invaded by demons and successfully repelled it.

Although Raven is a planet located in a remote part of the Hazy Star Field, it is still greatly affected by the explosion of psionic avatars.

A violent subspace storm enveloped the system, making it impossible for Imperial ships to safely enter and exit for the time being.

Numerous psykers on the planet have suffered a severe mental break, requiring a long period of recovery, and some will never be healed. And the ensuing chaotic invasion caused many psykers who had already suffered heavy mental damage to fall into chaos for a while.

When a brilliant subspace crack emerges from the sky like an aurora, the entire planet trembles, the sky is ignited, and the ships of chaos are spit out of the subspace, raining down death and fire.

Chaos Space Marines poured into the city and carried out a massive and bloody slaughter of their evil gods. Demons lurk in the flaming towers, hunting down the souls of those fleeing from the ruins. The servants of chaos crawl from their dark hideouts to the surface, bathed in the flames and horrors of the world.

However, the soldiers of the Human Empire are the toughest and most uncompromising troops in this universe.

Although the sudden attack of the demons was so sudden that the Imperial forces did not have time to react, almost instantly the entire planet seemed to be in flames of war.

However, the planetary defenses, the Astral Army, and the Space Marines on the planet bravely resisted the demonic attack.

Due to the formation of the Great Rift, the chaotic energy came to reality through those subspace rifts all the time, making these demons much stronger than before.

However, only the weakest will flee in terror in front of the Empire's enemies, and the Empire's warriors remain in their positions, firing rounds of lasers and misses at the enemy's ranks.

In the end, the imperial forces on the planet gradually stabilized their formation in the face of the powerful forces of Chaos, and retreated most of their forces and gathered near the capital, preparing to take this as the center and gradually recover the entire planet.

While the forces of chaos are running rampant across the planet, the soldiers of the Empire have prepared the city's defenses.

Every building has been turned into a fortress, every tower into a sentry, and every street and plaza into a weapon kill zone that the Astral Army has carefully targeted.

The center of the defense is the planetary capital of the planet, from which the defense of the entire capital will be coordinated.

The soldiers of the Empire built it into an impregnable fortress. From here, they will set out and re-spill the glory of the Emperor on the entire planet.

And just as the soldiers gathered their forces and prepared to attack other areas and occupy more areas, the forces of chaos took the lead in attacking them.

When Chaos began to attack, the Chaos Space Marines plunged headlong into the carefully arranged firepower of the Astral Army.

Although their physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary humans, and some of the blessings of Chaos give them some special abilities, these traitors to the empire continue to fall in front of disciplined artillery fire.

Heavy blasts, electromagnetic cannon fires, and countless lasers rained down on their team, and the Chaos Space Marines suffered heavy damage in the prepared firepower traps.

But then came the Imperial Psionics who had fallen into the hands of Chaos.

Some of the psykers were still wearing Imperial uniforms, and the Imperial emblem on them had been stained with blood, making them very faint. They are the Empire's battle psionics.

Originally, these battle psionics were carefully selected by the empire, and they had a tenacious will and tenacious spirit. Chaos is definitely not that easy for them to corrupt.

Not to mention that these psionics who have joined the Imperial Army have priority to bind their psionic energy to the Emperor, and their minds are not easily disturbed.

But most of the planet's psionics were affected by the aftermath of the explosion of the previous psionic avatars, and these combat psionics were part of that.

Their mental damage gave Chaos an opportunity to take advantage of it, and they were temporarily blinded.

If they were given more time, perhaps through the soul contract with the Emperor, they would gradually regain their senses.

But now, they don't have time.

These Imperial citizens and soldiers rushing towards the Empire's defenses are not terrible people who sell their souls to evil gods. But the soldiers had to turn their guns at them, pull the trigger.

Driven by a mad loyalty to Chaos, they did not care about their own life and death, and soon thousands of people were killed by the soldiers of the Empire.

Chaos will send these people to break through the defenses of the Imperial soldiers, but not in the physical sense, but in the spiritual sense.

Even the mighty Chaos Space Marines fell like harvested wheat in the face of the firepower of the Imperial soldiers, and how could these people of the Empire, who were in tattered clothes and carrying only a few iron rods or chains, be able to do better than the Chaos Space Marines.

They did this only for the sake of the psychological vacillation of the Imperial soldiers.

Even if the physical defense line is impregnable, once the spiritual defense line is breached, then the final defeat is inevitable.

And the forces of chaos also sent these controlled ones for another purpose, that is, to influence the strategy of the Imperial soldiers for the next chaos attack.

Soon, the demons joined the attack of the controlled.

The Bloodthirsty Fearful roared with filial piety, wielding axes and iron whips, harvesting the blood of mortals and offering their heads as spoils of war to the Lord of the Skull.

The Banshees of Slaanesh danced on the blood-soaked ground, and the corpses formed a carpet beneath their feet. When they kill in the name of pain and pleasure, they sing the praises of Slaanesh in sweet, joyful, trill-filled hymns.

The Plaguebringers staggered toward their chosen foe, their bloodshot eyes oozing pus. They are ironclad proof that things, no matter how powerful or powerful, will succumb to sickness and despair.

The whirling dreadnosaurs leap and tremble in the eerie lake of incandescent energy, leaping briskly and spun in joyful circles, uttering crazy words and jokes that are incomprehensible to themselves as they go on a rampage in the middle of the battlefield.

In the face of this terrifying spectacle, the Empire's forces remained impregnable in the face of the assault, despite the fact that many paid the price for their loyalty. Rao was that these powerful demons did not break through the defenses of the Imperial soldiers.

But a more formidable enemy followed.

Behind these demons, some even more terrifying enemies appeared before the eyes of the Imperial soldiers—the Chaos Demons.

Despite being the creations of the Chaos Gods, the Great Demons possess far more power than the small demons they command.

They are the most powerful creatures in the subspace, possessing the most powerful hellish powers. Only the Demon Primordial Body, which has been gifted by evil, can compete with the Great Demon.

These Chaos Demons are tasked with commanding countless demonic legions in the immaterial world, driven by the will of their masters.

With just a few Chaos Demons joining the battlefield, the tide of the war was reversed, and the balance of victory tipped in Chaos' favor.

Street after street, building after building fell under the fierce onslaught of the forces of Chaos, and the soldiers of the Empire had to retreat to the heart of the city.

Even superhuman space marines can't compete with these powerful Chaos Demons. The surging chaotic energy in them gave them incredible strength.

The Imperial soldiers' defenses grew tighter and tighter, but they were never breached, repelling attack after attack.

Whenever the losses were too great to bear or when the positions were outflanked and could not be maintained, the soldiers of the Empire retreated to another front, always retaining their personnel and weaponry as much as possible.

It was both a war of exhaustive imperial tactics and intelligence, and a war that the soldiers could not win: sooner or later they would have nowhere to retreat.

Eventually, Chaos surrounded the planetary capital, which was also the last stronghold on the planet.

Behind the hastily constructed fortifications, the soldiers awaited the inevitable attack. From towers and balconies with high walls, the barrels of laser cannons and other heavy weapons glistened under the burning sky.

When the Chaos Demon led a large number of Chaos Demons to attack, a living saint with a dazzling light and wings on his back appeared in front of them.

The sword in her hand was pointed at the Chaos Demon, and she swung her wings and attacked it.

In an instant, the Chaos Demon was knocked away by a strong force, slamming into the stone pillar behind him, breaking it into two knots and falling to the shattered floor.

His breastplate was ignited by the flames that had just erupted from the Sword of the Living Saint, and it was still burning faintly.

She is the perfect combination of strength, charisma and compassion, and is an inspiring beacon. When the soldiers of the empire saw her, their hearts were instantly filled with hope.

The general offensive began.

Imperial soldiers fired neat lasers at the enemy, and the roar of automatons, the roar of explosive shells, and the piercing screams of laser cannons were heard from the planetary capital.

Small demons flowed like a filthy river in the once-white square, but under the fire of the Empire, they fell in pieces.

The weapon is loaded and fired again and again, without stopping for a moment.