There was no temptation on either side, and every blow was directed towards the other's life.

The move is deadly, and the attack is extremely fast.

Each blow sent the air squabble.

The spiritual forces of the two sides are also invisibly clashing.

Snake-like lightning and flames that emerge out of thin air are the outward manifestation of this engagement.

The blade made of metal was covered in the brilliance of energy, and the blade of the opponent's hands was constantly colliding with the scorching light.

Two different forces collided constantly, and the air stirred as they engaged.

"You have great potential, and if you are willing to throw yourself into the arms of Aemon, in time you will gain more power than ever before. You will see the truth of this universe and its true power, and the most fascinating thing is that you can harness it. The leading star spirit blocked Smond's blow and said in the language of his own race.

Smond's helmet automatically translates their language, so there's no need to worry about communication barriers

"Die."

Smond's only response was this.

His eyes were full of hatred.

That's hatred of the alien.

The God Emperor was right, they all deserved to die and should be completely swept into the garbage heap.

"I really don't know whether to live or die." The leading star spirit was furious, and he was enraged by Smond's stupidity and offense.

A humble race, a race that is backward and can't even get out of its own galaxy, dares to offend an existence like him like this.

They know nothing about the power of the universe, and they don't know anything about the powerful Star Spirit Clan.

Otherwise, he would never dare to do this, and would only kneel humbly, begging for forgiveness and mercy from the star spirits.

This galaxy needs a grand crusade to make the lowly races aware of the power of the astral spirits and Aemon.

Thinking of this, the leading star spirit launched an even more rapid attack.

The glorious blades that bounced out of his hands appeared in the air with countless afterimages.

The sharp, searing blades sliced through the air, but without a sound.

There is a brutal beauty of silence.

The Star Spirit is an ancient race, so old that even its fighting skills have become very elegant, and it is full of the pursuit of art and beauty.

Smond was calm and calm, he swung the long sword in his hand, and the moves were brutal but effective.

Every blow of the opponent is swept away, and it is impossible to damage him.

He even seized a gap and swung his sword at the opponent's body.

The leading Star Spirit was forced to retreat or be split in two.

His face was angry and uneasy.

It took so long to not be able to take a damn native, which gave him a bit of a frustration in his self-esteem.

And on the side, the battle between the two sides has become more and more intense.

Tykes, Thrawn and the others were already far away from the battlefield at this time.

This kind of close combat is not their strong suit.

The speed of both sides was so fast that even their naked eyes could hardly catch it.

If you let them go up, I'm afraid that in less than three breaths, they will have to be chopped to pieces by the other party.

Jim. Renault also stood aside, witnessing the battle between the God Emperor Angel and those star spirits, the shock in his eyes was indescribable.

His adjutant - Matt. Horner, and the rest of the Rangers were equally shocked.

"It's so strong that I can't even capture their real presence with enhanced vision. Fortunately, there was no fire at the time, otherwise it would have been cold to the corpse now. ”

In the communication channel, a Ranger whispered.

This sentence made others agree with it.

Jim. Renault also had to admit that this statement was true.

The Rangers are no match for the God-Emperor Angels.

They would hold out for a few minutes at most, and they would be slaughtered.

After witnessing the battle of these warriors, Jim. Renault kind of understood why the forces in the Koplu Star District, led by the Tyranid Empire, were defeated.

It's not that they don't have military talent, it's not that those commanders aren't loyal enough, it's that the opponents are too terrifying.

They are demon gods who have been molded into human form, literal killing machines.

The Legionnaires had no time to care about the shock of the Rangers and Tykes and the others.

Facing the Star Spirits who had caused great trouble to the Human Alliance, they were in a bitter battle.

During the fight, some of the Astral Warriors were brought down.

The Legionnaire's sword churned within them, tearing apart their crystal armor and torso.

Heavy boots stomped on their helmets and heads.

At the same time, some legionnaires were also slaughtered.

Sharp, radiant blades sliced through the majestic body that covered the armor.

The incision is amazingly bright due to the high temperature.

The battle between the two sides was desperate and fierce, with an unprecedented battle loss ratio of 1:1.

This has never been seen before.

For a long time, the legionnaires were to crush the enemy.

Even the best battle loss ratio of the Sith Warrior Regiment can only be pulled to about 20:1, which can only be done under the right time, place and people.

They must outnumber the legionnaires in order to have a chance of victory.

But today, the combat power of these star spirits put Smond and the others in a bitter battle.

They could not achieve absolute superiority, the two sides were evenly matched, and they even had a slight advantage.

Because they outnumbered each other, they made each other play a close match.

However, to the Star Spirits, they were no less surprised and shocked than humans.

They have in their hands all kinds of intelligence information about humanity sent back by the former advance team.

The information clearly states that humanity is a race that relies too much on intelligent control machines.

Their own combat power is not very strong, and some creatures have psionic talents, but they are very poorly developed.

With such a race, the star spirits have seen a lot, and they have already had a lot of experience in dealing with them.

All it takes is some ancient virus code and some self-awakening intelligent control machinery to bring such a civilization to ruin.

The advance team had planted the virus code before, but it did not detonate it, but allowed itself to fail, allowing those virus codes to spread in human society and sowing the seeds of betrayal.

Just wait for the arrival of the main fleet, and you can harvest the humans at will.

Let it be the nourishment of the great god Aemon.

Who would have thought that the things in the intelligence were not accurate, and the human beings in front of them could not be linked to the word weak.

They are strong, agile, and their mental will is like steel, unable to be seduced or manipulated.

Like a reef in the Aetheric Ocean, it is necessary to gather enough terrifying forces to have the possibility of destroying these powerful human warriors.

"These humans will be the biggest obstacle to our entry into this region called the Galactic." The star spirit in the lead thought of this in his heart, but he quickly strengthened his faith, "For the sake of Aemon and for the sake of Sarnagar, no matter how difficult and dangerous it is, it is worth overcoming." Ammon is connected to each of the astral spirits through the divine kara, giving us power. ”

"Aemon is an ancient god, a being so powerful that the stars tremble, these pathetic humans have no shelter, they walk the path of civilization naked, not knowing when they will be swallowed up by those subspace creatures. The Star Spirits are far more noble than humans, and they are protected by a supreme god, which is the greatest advantage of the Star Spirits. ”

Many thoughts came to his mind, and the heart of the leading star spirit suddenly perked, and the nobility of contempt for human beings once again appeared.

Victory will belong to the Star Spirit, to Aemon, to the Divine Kara.

Humanity deserves only to be nourishment, to be kept in captivity, to be constantly provided with soul and flesh, as well as faith to nourish the Great God.

His hands glow red and blue.

Furious thunder escaped from the light, snaking through the air like a swarm of snakes.

The intertwined thunderbolts rushed straight at Smond, intending to completely wipe it out.

Smond stared blankly at the furious thunder.

He silently chanted the prayer of the God Emperor in his heart.

Subspace is illusory, and only the will is real in the highest heavens.

The furious psionic energy is only a appearance, and its essence is through the clash of wills.

Smond didn't make any moves, but the thunder crumbled as they approached him, dissipating in the air.

The power of the laws of the universe erases those transcendent forces that should not appear in reality.

His tenacity corrected the rules of the universe, allowing the extraordinary power of those laws to dissipate in the air.

"You are not the only one who can use the power of the High Heavens." Smond said coldly, "We're also good at it. ”

"Your skills are as clumsy as children's graffiti, and they only make people laugh." The leading star spirit sneered, "You will never be able to comprehend the true mysteries of subspace. ”

"Enough to kill you." Unable to hear a trace of emotion in Smond's words, he swung the long sword in his hand, launched a charge, and jumped up when he got closer, slashing at the other party again.

The blade left an afterimage in the air, and crackling arcs escaped in the air.

The fighting between the two sides became more and more fierce.

The fight between the two sides became more and more terrifying, and every blow was fought with all their might, fighting for their lives.

A cry of pain came from a distance, and after pushing back the enemy again, Smond looked to the location where the sound had come from.

He saw a heartbreaking scene.

Battle Brothers-Trust was twisted into an unrecognizable mass by the power of the enemy's psionic powers.

Crimson blood seeped from the shattered armor and crevices.

He fell to the ground, not knowing whether he lived or died.

The star spirit who had hurt the trust was killed by Biad on the side, and the sword cleaved through the body of the damned alien.

But in the next second, Biard's head also flew.

A star spirit teleported to his side, a radiant blade slicing across his neck.

The fighting was so brutal that the killings and being killed took place in a very short period of time.

"No!"

Unspeakable pain welled up in Smond's heart.

Even though he had long been ready to sacrifice for the God Emperor.

They also understood that the great deeds of the Divine Emperor were destined to devour the lives of all of them.

Smond already knew this,

can witness his former friend die in front of him, and he still uncontrollably grieves and hates.

The leading star spirit also used teleportation to appear behind Smond, and the radiant blade slashed directly at his head.

A smile appeared on his face.

The red eyes seem to have seen the scene where the other party is divided in two by themselves.

But in the next second, his attack missed.

Smond dodged the slash of the Radiant Blade and stabbed the star spirit into the body.

He condensed his spiritual power of grief and hatred and slammed into the opponent's spiritual defense.

Makes it unable to dodge its own attacks.

The lead star evokes pain coming from the brain, followed by physical pain.

He lowered his head and looked at the long sword covered in arcs that pierced his body.

The hilt of the sword was held in the hand of a human with hatred in his eyes.

"Die." Smond roared, then tore the other's body apart.

When he drew his sword, the mangled body of the leading star spirit staggered backwards.

After Smond added a sword and cut off the opponent's head, he witnessed the opponent's headless corpse lose all life and fall to the ground, only to confirm that the opponent was really dead.

The killing of the leading Star Spirit was a huge blow to the morale of the remaining Star Spirits.

The Legionnaires took advantage of their numerical superiority to gradually compress their area of activity, eventually annihilating most of the enemy, while also capturing two alive.

However, the casualties of the army led by Smond were also not small.

More than half of his brothers' fighters were killed and wounded.

With Biad beheaded, Trust is dying, and his fate will be the same as that of Jon, and he will be sent to the Iron Rider as the living dead.

These sacrifices made the surviving brothers bitter.

Jim. Renault witnessed this scene and learned more about these god-emperor angels.

They are not without arms of affection, and each treats each other as brothers.

When some of them left, their pain was so real, without any pretentiousness.

They were not afraid of sacrifice simply because of their noble faith in their hearts and their absolute loyalty to the God-Emperor.

This makes Jim. Renault became more curious about the God Emperor.

What a great existence is worthy of the sacrifice of these demon god-like warriors.

After briefly expressing his condolences and asking people to treat the wounded, Smond went back to his work.

They sacrificed half of their lives, but they didn't even have time to feel sorry for them.

That's the cruelty of war.

They dedicate their lives to this path so that ordinary people can survive in a universe full of dangers.

Smond walked over to the two captured Star Spirits.

At this point, they had been stripped of their armor, had shackles around their necks, and were forced to kneel on the ground.

When Smond walked up to them, their eyes lit up with anger and hatred.

The humiliation of being defeated and captive by the natives burned in their hearts.

Without hesitation, Smond swung his fist to show the two aliens what the cruelty of the victor was.

His fists were extremely powerful, and in a few strokes, half of the opponent's head was bloodied and his bones were cracked.

If it weren't for the tenacious vitality of the star spirits, they would have to die if they were afraid of these few blows.

"Find out why they're coming to the galaxy, and how many of those guys are." Mond looked at his companion Fowles, "Any means, I just want results." ”

Fowles nodded, "I understand, Lord Smond. ”

The interrogation proceeded quickly.

A star spirit was tortured to death before a neural reader could read the relevant information from his head.

This information made Smond aware of the impending danger of humanity, and he began to worry about the fate of humanity in the future.

The Astral Fleet, which had set sail since the time of the Human Alliance, had been roaming the void for 10,000 years.

They had crossed unimaginable distances in time and space, and they were already very close to the Milky Way.

This time, the sudden appearance of the beacon and the closure of the beacon prompted them to send soldiers over to check on the situation, while also finding a way to maintain the beacon and speed up the time to reach the galaxy.

The Star Spirits sent by them were eventually slaughtered by Smond and the others, and the beacons were completely turned off.

But even without the guidance of the beacon, the Astral Fleet would have arrived at the borders of the galaxy in more than a hundred years.

The thought of the imminent arrival of a terrifying civilization capable of fighting across galaxies and even more powerful than the heyday of the Human Alliance, Smond's heart swelled with strong unease.

At that time, what will humanity do to resist those terrible creatures?

Will the great cause of the Divine Emperor be threatened by the arrival of these terrible creatures?

"This information should be sent back to the Legion Commander immediately." "Check if there are any other Star Spirit creations, and then take the corpses of our companions, as well as the bodies of these Star Spirits, and we need to go back as soon as possible." ”

Qin Zheng, who was sitting on the Realm Throne, watched everything that happened in the El Galaxy.

He took the souls of the dead and kicked the confused wounded back.

Before squeezing out their value, Qin Zheng needed them to live.

The arrival of the Star Spirit Clan in the galaxy is inevitable.

Their great strength will be a great test for human civilization at that time.

"The storm has to be fierce enough." Qin Zheng said to himself.

In order to fight against the Star Spirits, humans must have a powerful enough high-level class and a large number of cannon fodder that can fill the trenches.

The Storm Troopers need to be strengthened, and the Ancestral Warriors need to be accelerated.

Qin Zheng was thinking in his heart about how to strengthen human civilization and optimize the arms and army structure of the empire in all aspects.

The threat of the Astral Spirit is unlike any other.

The cults instigated by other evil gods are only tumors attached to human civilization, and when they are removed, those cults basically have little ability to resist.

Those races that have been driven out of the galaxy by the Human Alliance are not a big problem, at most they can be solved with a little more effort.

Fighting with the Star Spirit Clan is a real battle for the survival of civilization.

Humanity is facing a civilization that is protected by evil gods and has its own technological route.

Humans have advantages, they have, and they are superior.

If he wants to win this war and defend the galaxy, Qin Zheng has to start planning now.

The capital of the Tyranid Empire - Tasannis.

What was once a thriving planet is now shrouded in unease and fear.

They are like prisoners sitting in the courtroom, anxiously awaiting the judgment of fate.

The representatives of the six families were looking forward to the new news, but they were also afraid of the new news coming.

They are in a state of extreme contradiction.

However, time is a cruel thing after all.

Whether people like it or not, it pushes the gears of fate around.

News from the El system was the first to arrive.

The remnants fled back to Tasanis and brought back Jack. News that Mengsk was killed, the operation failed.

The news caused Emperor Tyran to collapse in his seat, and his son died, along with the future of the six major families.

Despair spread in all those who knew it, like some kind of plague.

However, this is not the most devastating.

The rout that withdrew brought with them the battle report of the Franco-Erité system.

"There were people who secretly revolted and defected, and the Franco-Eritrean Galactic Conference was defeated in wartime, with heavy casualties, and more than two-thirds of the fleet was captured or destroyed. The commander of the Galactic Empire's army, Bai Qi, killed all the loyalists, piled up their heads on the surface of the planet, built the Jingguan, and asked people to bring a message to all forces, demanding that they surrender, otherwise the day of the army would be the time to pile up the Jingguan. ”

This news is not the most desperate for the six major families, the most desperate thing is that Bai Qi also made a supplement.

"The Galactic Empire can accept the surrender of all the families in the Koplu Star Zone, but not the surrender of the six major families. The Six Great Families must pay the price for their betrayal of humanity. ”

The coalition forces assembled by Faerita and the galaxy were defeated in the first battle, and many of them directly changed their flags and surrendered to the Galactic Empire.

The power of the Galactic Empire has swelled to the point where all the forces combined would be crushed.

The Tyranid Empire no longer has the ability to resist, but the six major families are roasted on the fire, and they don't even have a chance to surrender.

As soon as the news came out, the members of the six major families fell into an extreme panic.

Some even went so desperate that they committed suicide to avoid torment.

Five thousand five hundred words, that's thirteen thousand, brothers.

Rush, keep rushing.

Some lines are buried, and sometimes they are forgotten, so you can remind them appropriately, thank you.

There are typos that can be corrected.

(End of chapter)