……

The attack of Tyrone's fleet has been made known to Huron.

At this time, Huron was on the edge of Tyrone's Gate, farther away from the Star Sector.

It's not that Huron wants to escape, it's that he was driven crazy by the whispers of the four gods in his head the day before yesterday, killing two other warband members who publicly insulted him, and Huron's think tank teleported Huron to the edge of Tyrone's Gate in order to prevent things from causing infighting.

As everyone knows, Huron is farther away from the star zone, and the whispers of the four gods are clearer.

And what made Huron even more devastated was that in addition to listening to the whispers of the four gods, he also had to listen to Magnus and Carlos talking nonsense in front of him.

You even have to wonder which head of Carlos, a two-headed dead bird, is farting and which head is talking.

"The defeat is irreversible." Magnus made things clear, "Don't listen to what Carlos says, we still have a chance to win." ”

"He's right."

"Don't listen to this idiot Oglien's bullshit!"

Carlos pestle the Staff of Tomorrow, both heads nodding and shaking their heads.

Huron listened in silence, the corners of his mouth twitching with extreme anger.

Carlos suddenly felt his throat choke, and his feathers smelled unpleasantly burnt from the burning of the purple fire.

Huron's glasses glowing with purple light as he sat on the throne, and it was clear that he possessed and released psionic energy.

"We can't just leave, I have a way to delay so that your troops can get as many of them out of the battlefield as possible." Magnus said.

"Say." Huron's voice rang directly in Magnus's ears.

Magnus began to recount his plans.

He first told Huron a story.

In ancient times, Kane, the god of war of the Spirit Race, fought a battle with the star god known as the Nightholder.

In that battle, the gods of the Spirit Race lined up a fierce astrology, and for some reason, this celestial-based curse spell had a great effect on the star gods, so the Night Bearer was eventually repulsed.

Magnus also wanted to follow the example of the gods of the Spirit Race and arrange a great evil astrology against the Lord of Tyrone in the real universe.

"How many men shall I give you for sacrifice?" Huron asked.

"Ninety-nine warriors, ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine mortals healthy and under the age of nineteen." Magnus replied.

Huron thought about it and finally decided to sacrifice the men of the Black Legion.

When he said this idea, Magnus hesitated a little: "Abaddon is unknown if he is not dead......

"He's dead." Huron's voice echoed across the command deck, "The commander is dead. ”

Magnus nodded.

Huron wasn't afraid of it anyway, and he had nothing to fear.

So when Huron provided the materials for the ceremony, Magnus began to run the ceremony.

The ninety-nine Black Legion Space Marines had been captured by Huron during his conflict with the Black Legion.

Since Abaddon's fate was unknown, Huron's men often designed the Black Legion, and they often released the news that so-and-so enemy had a Chaos Artifact that could resurrect the dead, and then the Black Legion, which had gone crazy because of the disappearance of the commander, would pounce, and then be besieged by the Red Pirates with thirty or forty thousand Star Marines, until they left the wounded and fled.

As for mortals...... The other warbands had a lot of mortal slaves, and Huron could exchange a lot of supplies for a little bit of supplies that the Red Pirates didn't lack, as many as they wanted.

……

The Tyrone fleet fought all the way, pursuing the Red Pirate fleet.

Prioritizing the destruction of ships during the battle is a must, because once the ships are lost, the Red Pirates and other warbands will have to wait for death for the warriors left on other planets.

However, due to the sheer size of the fleet, there is often no need for multiple-choice questions, and both the pursuit of battleships and the airdrop of land forces to seize control of the planet can be done together.

The fleet eventually pursued the largest Red Pirate fleet to an eerie galaxy.

This system is home to a large number of demonic warships, and the fleets that had fled here had joined them in an attempt to meet them.

And that's exactly what the Tyrone fleet wanted.

But the demon battleship alone is not surprising, the problem is that the situation in the galaxy is a complete mess.

There were nine planets in total, arranged in an impossible way, and they had even stopped their rotation and began to disintegrate, but they were still bound by psionic energy and did not shatter.

Scans by the probes and the Space Marine strike cruiser revealed that the planets were arranged in a pattern.

For example, the distance between each planet is nine lightseconds, or ninety-nine lightseconds.

Data such as planetary gravity and gravity are also leaning on the nine.

At the very heart of the planetary queue is a planet wrapped in purple psionic energy that only the Ornithor can scan, suggesting that it is defenseless, not only breaking the rules of physics, but also defending itself against attacks from the outside world.

Just as the fleet was preparing to engage the enemy fleet and drop its land on the planet, a Spirit ship suddenly emerged from the subspace.

The flag of this Spirit Clan ship has a green background and a red heart on it.

"The alien ships want to communicate with us!"

In the bridge of the flagship ship of the Glorious Humanity, the communications officer reported to Qin Mo.

Qin Mo nodded in agreement.

An image then intervenes on the bridge.

It shows a Spirit Prophet with a red heart on his chest.

The Prophet first saluted Qin Mo, and then said in human language, "Please let our hired envoy communicate with you." ”

Then a Spirit Clan person whom Qin Mo knew appeared in the picture.

Thrall.

"Didn't you work for Uslan?" Qin Mo frowned and asked.

"It's a long story." Thrall didn't explain, but issued a warning, "The star alignment in this galaxy is for you, evacuate this galaxy, even if this galaxy is never wanted, don't go to war." ”

Then Sal explained a whole bunch more.

What a curse, what a big evil astrology of this and that.

In short, Qin Mo understood that he had encountered the same situation as the Night Bearer.

However, Qin Mo had already come up with a way to crack it, and he didn't care.

"That's psionic involved, and your power can't reverse it! Don't go down! Sal continued to warn until communications were cut off.

There are a large number of demons, archdemons, and even demon princes on the previously scanned psionic-covered planets.

Qin Mo had a reason why he had to personally participate in the war.

As for the way to deal with the current big murder astrology, he also has it.

"Let the Space Marines go to war, as for the mortals...... This is not a war that mortals should be engaged in. ”

A video of the communication pops up, revealing Mephiston's face.

"No......" Qin Mo felt that it was best for the Space Marines not to participate in the war, he shook his head and refused, "I will personally handle the battle in this galaxy, please take the angel heirs to the nearby galaxy to land and fight." ”

Mephistopheles was about to say something, but was interrupted by St. Giles.

"Do as he says, and I'll go down with him to fight." St. Giles stood up and said.

Qin Mo glanced at St. Giles gratefully, then looked at the Burner, mimicked, and finally issued an order to everyone: "Teleport the four of us down." ”

The four people on the bridge turned into a flash of light and disappeared.

The Space Marine strike cruiser breaks away from the fleet and jumps into a nearby galaxy, while the main fleet sails towards the enemy's demon warship.

After Qin Mo and the two Star Gods and St. Giles teleported to the planet covered in psionic energy, they immediately saw countless demon armies, as well as those great demons who sharpened their knives, and the Demon Prince was leading them.

The Great Demon is extremely powerful, and the Demon Prince is especially powerful.

Even if it is a primordial, it is difficult to deal with more than two Great Demons in a single battle.

St. Giles couldn't help but worry about whether Qin Mo was sure of fighting, or if he ran down with enthusiasm.

Qin Mo was sure.

If he is not sure, it is impossible to come down and go to war.

Under the gaze of the demons, Qin Mo stepped forward and stuck the chainsaw sword on the ground.

The demons instinctively retreated, and Tzeentch's demon prince even directly unfolded the barrier that enveloped everyone.

In their impressions, Qin Mo's action of inserting the sword often meant the explosion of pure material flames, but the material flames did not appear.

Qin Mo's free hand was raised, as if he was twisting something.

Then the planets throughout the galaxy began to roar towards their original orbits.

The fate of everyone in the entire galaxy changed at this time, and the Great Evil Aspect was distorted by pure material forces.

However, the astrology itself is based on psionic energy, and although Qin Mo's use of material power to distort the planetary arrangement can minimize the doom brought about by the Great Evil Astrology, it cannot eliminate the psionic influence.

At this time, a spiritual energy portal opened beside Qin Mo.

The Iron Man named Scholar walked out with a scepter in his hand, holding it aloft and resting its free hand against its skull.

St. Giles was amazed by the psionic energy that sprung up, neutralizing and churning the psionic energy in the galaxy.

At the same time, Qin Mo's raised hand twisted again.

The four largest planets in the galaxy are out of orbit and orbiting their planets.

On the demon's side, the two Nurgle demons suddenly exploded, and the splatters of pus infected the nearby demons.

Tzeentch, who was flying over the Demon Army, suddenly lost control and crashed to the surface.

The demons are becoming visibly unlucky.

(End of chapter)