The Judgment Blade is majestic.

It was larger than all the ships in the fleet, a massive structure covered in armor and rock.

Magnificent cannons rise from the towering mountains, and glowing launch ports dot its surface.

It was enveloped by soot emitted from the power combustion chamber and the ship's factory.

When sailing, the smoke turns into a tail that drags behind the Judgment Blade.

The plasma light emitted by the huge thruster engine reached tens of kilometers, and its brilliance could be seen clearly even on the surface of the planet far away in the inner ring of the galaxy.

It is not just a ship, but a moving world of war, the embodiment of the power of human destruction.

The Alliance, the Hercules, the Sea Behemoth and many other large ships formed a protective formation around it.

Inside the Judgment Blade, countless men and women are preparing for war.

Floating around them were data projections and windows.

Huge amounts of data are pouring in, scattered, pre-processed, and sent to the people who need to see it.

In the sky above the bridge hall is a giant projection.

The blue arc of light outlines the entire Domsa system in the dim environment.

Sketch the mountains, plains, oceans and other landforms of each planet, and also outline those dirty alien cities.

The vast void is also outlined, and enemy ships are marked with red dots and are moving in the void.

On the projection, there is a large flow of information every second, sometimes rippling.

The tick-tock sound echoed across the bridge.

A group of senior command staff stood next to the projection and talked in a low voice.

They are judging and reviewing the data and information presented in the projection, and then summarizing and reporting their opinions for William's reference.

William sat on the command throne on the bridge, like a god, piloting this war ship that could easily destroy the world.

Perhaps William has surpassed the gods.

At least the gods created by the ancient humans with poor imagination could no longer be compared with the captain of the fleet at this time, William.

He can slaughter the life of an entire world, including germs and viruses, and even detonate a star, completely destroying a galaxy with just one command.

Destruction and killing have never been easier.

Isn't it a god who wields such a devastating power?

But William understood that he was not a god.

He was just a servant of the Divine Emperor, no different from a low-level technical engineer who was silent and dedicated to serving the Divine Emperor.

In front of William, an entire deck of projection screens and galaxy windows were arranged in a semicircle, showing him hundreds of millions of pieces of data and information, allowing him to understand and control the entire ship.

The communications chief, the intelligence chief, and others lined up on either side of him.

They each sat in front of their own console, using neural cables, connected to the main console, and became one with this huge destruction ship, according to orders and information, make appropriate judgments and actions, and help William win one war after another.

When the desperate Ghostface Commander unleashed a curse on the human fleet.

They couldn't help but laugh.

If the curse works, why would the Empire build a giant ship cannon!!

What if there really is a god in this world!!

How many fleets does it have!!

I also want to inflict a curse on humanity.

The upper echelons of the expeditionary force only have a ruthless killing intent towards the ghost-faced beasts, and when those things have the upper hand, they are arrogant and will not give up until they kill humans.

Now in the face of the fierce offensive of the Galactic Empire, he has fallen into disadvantage, and he is about to suffer the catastrophe of destruction, and he is so sad and angry.

It's just a pity that their anger is useless.

The universe never cares who is angry and who is not, let alone justice.

The only issue that can be discussed between race and ethnicity is survival.

Driven by the gods of the subspace, the real universe has long been turned into a brutal and dark killing field.

There is only destruction and war between the two races.

Whoever is strong will live.

Zhang Han stood in front of the observation window of the bridge.

With his own eyes, he could see the ghost-faced beast ships in the void.

The ships had an aura on their tails and were slowly approaching the Imperial fleet.

He also heard the curse of despair from the Ghostface Commander.

But he didn't laugh, and he didn't have any other emotions.

It's as if everything the enemy does is not worth his reaction.

Master Lu, the philosopher of mankind, once famously said that being speechless is the greatest contempt.

At this time, Zhang Han was like this, he didn't care about the ghost-faced beast's reaction.

Because they will soon die, as corpses that no one cares about.

Souls will dissipate into the subspace, devoured by their false gods.

[Enemy ships will be in range in three minutes]

Qiqi's unique broadcast sound sounded in the bridge.

Her innocent look contrasts with the brutality of war at the moment.

Zhang Han stretched out his hand and pointed at those ghost-faced beast ships, "In the name of my emperor, finish them off."

His order was quickly carried out.

People ran up, mobilized energy into the artillery crew, light spear turrets, calibrated targets, calculated the possible trajectory of the opponent's movements.

All of the ghost-faced ships were marked.

Compared to the Empire, their numbers are pitiful.

It is estimated that after the first salvo, they will have to be completely finished.

"Share battlefield data, assign targets for strike, fire. Fighter formations are ready to go out to hunt down all enemies who want to escape. With the supreme will of the God Emperor, bestow the most brutal destruction on those guys. ”

The communications supervisor shouted into the communicator in front of him, relaying the main ship's orders to the various firepower ships.

Beams of bright energy shot out from the tower, leaving a burning trail in the darkness of space.

Physical weapons such as antimatter missiles, quantum torpedoes, and atomic macro shells draw arcs in the void, intertwining with each other to form a web of death fire, and scatter them at the enemy.

In the face of human attacks, the ghostfaces try to resist.

But in the face of absolute power, they quickly failed.

The shields of the capital ships that rushed to the front were overloaded, and the brilliance flickered and extinguished.

The light spear pierced through the massive hull without any delay, causing it to appear in a terrifying hole dripping with iron juice, rendering it incapacitated and unable to maneuver.

Slower torpedoes and missiles hit ships that became live targets without any obstacles.

Compressed plasma and thermonuclear warheads explode on the ship's hull, detonating the entire ship, causing it to explode in the void and bloom with a blinding white light.

It was a crushing slaughter.

The Ghostface Commander watched in despair as the humans crushed their warship.

They heroically put up some resistance.

But those resistances were useless.

The torpedoes and Gaussian arcs that were fired only sent a tiny ripple through the ships of the Empire.

And what they get is a saturation blow.

The ship's shield support was destroyed in less than two minutes.

Battleships will also be blown to pieces under saturation strikes.

Even the ghost-faced beasts that tried to escape were blocked by human fighters, and one by one they were wiped out in the void.

The only thing left was the screams echoing through the communication channels.

The Ghost-faced Beast fleet is in despair and is in despair.

The Imperial fleet relied on its absolute superiority to sweep away the void power of the enemies in the Domsa system.

When the last ship is destroyed, the last space station is blown to pieces.

The Void was completely controlled by the Empire.

The Oni-Faced Beasts trapped on the surface of the planet have become fish on a chopping board.

Their numbers are huge, but they don't change much.

All you can do is strike a death posture and wait for the Empire to make its final decision.

"It's over, the enemy has been swept away."

William rose from his throne, and servants helped him unconnect the nerve cables and change his clothes.

Then it wasn't his job.

"How's the surface going?" Zhang Han asked.

"After scanning, there are still some human survivors on the surface of Planet DMS01, who have been treated as living specimens." Intelligence Director Madwa sent the collated detection report to Zhang Han, "It's up to you, Legion Commander, to decide whether we need a landing operation to rescue those poor innocents." If you don't save it, you can directly activate the soul destruction of the Judgment Blade, destroying the life of the entire Domsa system. ”

"How many survivors are there?" Zhang Han took the report and looked at it.

"The number detected should be 200,000, which may be the descendants of the colonists of the Domsa system, or it may have been captured from the Ortanus star sector."

"Two hundred thousand!!"

Zhang Han fell into deep thought.

Two hundred thousand is insignificant relative to a huge empire.

"Yes, 200,000, even if it is more, it will not exceed 300,000." Madwa repeats again.

"Get your transports ready, we'll go to the surface and rescue them."

Zhang Han decided to go and rescue the poor people.

Even if they have become living specimens, they have lost their civilization and sanity.

But they are still human beings, and they are objects that the empire needs to protect.

Some people may think it's not worth it, but that's the point of the expeditionary force.

Protect the innocent and never abandon them because of their misery.

After deciding to rescue the suffering compatriots, Zhang Han ordered the legionnaires to assemble.

This is not a ground landing war.

Legionnaires are more than enough.

After the order was given, the fighters quickly assembled.

By the time Zhang Han arrived on the boarding deck, they had already made the final preparations with the help of technical engineers and servants.

He walked to the heights and addressed the warriors who were lined up in a phalanx.

"I don't want to risk your lives, but there are people we need to save. We are warriors, and it is our innate duty to protect the people of the Empire. The Emperor has given us great strength so that we can protect the weak and save them from their desperate predicament. ”

After saying this, he paused, then raised his hand and shouted the oath they had made, "Fulfill your duties until death, and the Divine Emperor will be with us." ”

"Fulfill your duties and responsibilities until you die, and the God Emperor is with us."

"Fulfill your duties and responsibilities until you die, and the God Emperor is with us."

The same cry was uttered by numerous fighters.

Voices echoed across the vast boarding deck.

Zhang Han nodded and turned on the communication connecting to the bridge control room.

"William, order the fleet to open fire, suppress the ground with fire, and we will launch a surprise attack.

"Rest assured, all the enemy's air defense has been locked."

"Let's get started." Zhang Han said.

The Imperial fleet, hovering in the low Earth orbit of the planet DMS01, unleashed a surgically precise strike on the target area, destroying their turrets and energy beam towers.

A large number of warplanes flew out like swarms and rushed into the planet's atmosphere.

They were to seize control, clear the way for the legionnaires, and provide cover for subsequent evacuations.

When the city of the Ghostface Beast was in flames, Zhang Han ordered a surprise attack.

With his order, the raid boat carrying the legionnaires was ejected and rushed to the ground.

They land in different directions.

Because the imprisoned humans are not all in one location, they need to be raided separately.

The mission for all companies is simple, find the humans in captivity, bring them back to the fleet safely, and the mission is complete.

As for why teleportation is not used, it is because those humans have been imprisoned for a long time, and they may have suffered both physical and psychological torture.

There is a high chance that there will be problems with the use of jump teleportation.

Moreover, those people also had no protection and locking devices.

As long as you struggle a little or something, you may get lost in the subspace.

So they had to use the raid boats to land and rescue the humans.

Bang!!

The roar of the thrusters and the squeezing of the air in the atmosphere were deafening even when you were in the boat.

Akkadian was used to this.

His massive body was fixed to the seat.

The force generated by acceleration causes the armor to withstand a sharp increase in pressure.

His retina display is constantly popping up all kinds of information, showing altitude, falling speed, and so on.

There was a cacophony of voices in the communicator.

The shouts of the fighter formations supporting them, the sirens and voice announcements from the raid boats, all mingled.

The raid boat fell at a high speed.

If it weren't for the protection of the shield, I am afraid that the hull of the raider ship would melt just by rubbing.

Akkad emptied all display data on the retina display, leaving only the airborne altitude and landing time.

When the countdown and altitude on the helmet eyepiece were reset to zero, the airborne capsule suffered a huge impact, and a huge tremor was heard, and Arcade's head slammed backwards, and the helmet collided with the baffle with a dull sound.

Even with the protection of the battle armor, such a brutal airborne method still made Akkad a little unbearable.

My head is a little dizzy.

Akkad quickly adjusted his condition and prepared for battle.

When the hatch slammed open, he rushed out with the other fighting brothers.

The ball-ball drone's anti-gravity engine and force field thrusters roar.

Their fuselage unfolds, revealing wings, hot-melt launch ports and miniature missile launch arrays.

As the Legionnaires charged, they also poured fire on the enemy, suppressing distant enemies and artillery, reducing the melee pressure of the Legionnaires.

Akkadian activated the weapon in his hand, and a leaping arc of lightning covered the blade.

He dashed out of the smoke from the landing of the raid pod, swung his sword at a terrified ghost-faced soldier, and roared and shouted.

"For my emperor."

The first sign of destruction was the fire of the sky at dawn.

A group of fallen stars fell from the sky in the blood-red dawn, like hot teardrops burning through the sky.

Many of the ghost-faced beast warriors saw the flaming spears that pierced the ground, and their eyes were filled with fear.

In word of mouth stories, humans are more terrifying than false gods, demons, and subspace creatures.

Cruel and cold-blooded, they wield the cold steel into weapons of destruction, slaughtering living beings and causing boundless slaughter.

There were many ghostfaces who doubted the authenticity of those legends.

After all, humans are staying in a living herbarium, and no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look threatening.

And now they know.

Why did their own ancestors fear humans!!

When the first meteor crossed the fire blockade line and landed on the ground, it set off a huge impact and explosion.

The news spread among the countless tribes in an instant.

Humanity has returned, and the mythical prophecy of the end of the world has come true.

Countless ghost-faced beasts showed terrified looks, but they still mustered up their courage, rallied, and launched an attack on the airborne legionnaires.

When Arcade took out the first enemy, he didn't pause in his footsteps.

The ghost-faced beast was huge, with a strong body covered in hair, and heavy armor draped in it.

Akkadian's sword slashed through the creature's body with ease, splitting it in half.

By the time the other party's blood spurted out, Akkadian was already hunting the next enemy.

The slaughter excites him, and the shouts are endless.

Beside him, more and more raid pods smashed to the ground.

Legionnaires poured out to carry out a brutal massacre of the ghost-faced beasts on the ground.

Without the Ghostface being strengthened, even the old Spartan warriors of the Otannius Star Region could not win.

How can it be possible to inflict damage on the Legion Commander Soldiers!!

When they rush up, they are simply sent to their deaths.

With the cooperation of legionnaires and drones, the ghostfaces fell in batches.

Ghostface is courageous and tenacious.

Even in the face of powerful enemies, they will not run away.

Instead, after a burst of angry roars, they bravely met it, and then they were slaughtered.

Most of Ghostface's technology is provided by the Covenant.

Their own technology is actually quite average.

Humans can't be defeated in melee combat, not by technological weapons, and not by psionic races.

The Ghostface Fiasco was already doomed from the roots.

Akkad and the others slaughtered along the way, leaving a path full of wreckage and broken arms and blood gushing along the way.

None of them knew how many enemies they had killed.

It's just a matter of moving towards the target and swinging the weapon.

The legionnaires advanced quickly, and they reached the vicinity of the herbarium of the ghost-faced beast.

A new group of ghost-faced beasts rushed out, and some heavy weapons were brought out to intercept them.

Using drones to self-detonate, they easily unplugged the enemy's long-range heavy fire points.

Then there was another melee fight.

A roaring ghost-faced beast was stopped and cut off by Arcade, and another ghost-faced beast pounced on from behind was punched in the head by him.

The ghost-faced beast failed to sneak attack, and took a punch, and its body staggered back.

Arcade turned, slashed his sword, and beheaded him directly.

Blood spurted out, and the headless corpse fell to the ground with no strength.

Akkadian looked around and saw that his brothers had gained the upper hand on the battlefield, so he stepped forward.

Crossing the gate of the herbarium, you will arrive at the place where the ghost-faced beast keeps humans in captivity.

Unable to suppress his anger, Akad let out a terrible roar.

The herbarium is home to many dried human corpses that have been brutally murdered by various means.

The fear on their faces turned into substance.

Even if he died, he didn't disappear.

In addition to the dried corpses, there are various photos, playbacks, and other holographic videos.

Torture and kill their children in front of human parents to test reactions. Even to take pleasure in their suffering.

Stay alive and torture those humans as much as possible as a way to detect their neural activity.

All kinds of cruel atrocities, sensational.

Even empires with xenophobia have never been so cruel to aliens.

Empires have always been destructive.

Torture and killing are not in keeping with the values of the Empire.

And now, what Akkad sees is the brutal crimes of the Ghost-faced Beasts against humans.

Not only did Ghostface do that, but it also recorded it.

Just as Akkadian was in the throes of grief, several ghost-faced beasts roared and rushed out.

As soon as the voice of the ghost-faced beast that rushed to the front fell, its entire huge body flew upside down and hit the wall, directly falling apart.

Several other ghostfaces were quickly dealt with.

When Akkad was angry, the ghost-faced beast that rushed out became the object of his anger.

Killing the last enemy, Akkad continued on his way.

Beyond those bloody and brutal tortured specimens, into the place where humans are kept in captivity.

The true meaning of captive humans is treated as livestock.

Just like that, naked and imprisoned in the park.

When they heard the sound of artillery fire and fighting, they looked terrified and shrank into a ball.

One of the women was still holding a child and her whole body was shaking.

That woman's appearance is not ugly, even if she lives in such a dirty environment, you can see that she is a standard beauty.

If you dress up, there will inevitably be many suitors.

But here, she was imprisoned naked like an animal.

When Akkad walked in and set his eyes on her, she burst into tears, clutching her child desperately for fear of being taken away.

The sound of dull footsteps came from behind, and Tang Ke and the others, who were also members of the Guards Company, were stained with blood all over their bodies, and they all poured in.

When they saw the records of torture and the people who were kept in captivity, they were very angry.

Damn the ghost-faced beasts, they have to pay for their past crimes.

"What are we going to do now?" Donk looked at Arcade.

"Call the transports and calm them down with a few more rounds of anesthetic gas."

Akkadian suppressed his anger and gave orders.

How much suffering these survivors have suffered!!

How many times have they been tormented by despair over a long period of time??

How many of our own people in the starry sky have suffered such a terrible fate?

Just thinking about it makes you feel suffocated.

On the side, Donk replaced the long sword in his hand with a blaster, stuffed it with a tranquilizer round, and fired a few shots into the air over the imprisoned human.

Bang! Bang!

With the sound of gunshots, anesthetic gas filled the air.

Those who are frightened are paralyzed with fright, but the anesthetic gas works quickly.

After a few breaths, their eyes were foggy, and they lost their sense of self in a few moments.

As soon as it was dark, he fell into a deep sleep.

Eat, then write the second chapter and rush to the battle power list

(End of chapter)