++We have reached our goal, ready to pour out our wrath on the enemy++

Passionate emotions echoed through the Holy Kara, causing each star spirit to look feverish, eager for the coming war.

They had been trapped in the darkness for a long time, and they had already accumulated a terrible rage. After finding the galaxy and finding the humans, the ambulance is released to its heart's content.

In the absence of coordinates, it was not a simple matter to find a galaxy, and it took them a lot of time, but the hard work paid off, and they finally found it.

They will strike with the will of Aemon, causing the natives of the galaxy to tremble at their feet, screaming in fear, and finally prostrate at their feet, surrendering to Aemon's will.

On the majestic crystal ship, the Dark Archon Zamara examines the crystal projection in front of him, which displays several galaxies and the passage of subspace.

The subspace is very complex, even if it is their patron Salnagar. Aemon didn't dare to say that he had full insight into the secrets.

Several Star Spirit Elders stood behind Zamara, they were talking silently, their minds colliding with each other, discussing the fate of this frontier galaxy.

The Star Spirit has the unique Divine Kara, which is a deep psionic connection based on neural locks, ordinary psionic connections can only share shallow thoughts, while the Holy Kara can share deep thoughts, including emotions and memories, and all Star Spirits connected to Kara will also be uploaded to the collective consciousness after death. As more and more people died, Kara became more and more powerful, improving the control of each star spirit over psionic energy, allowing them to easily harness the power of the subspace with their physical bodies.

++ They disobeyed us, killed the vanguards, and tried to trap us in nothingness forever, which alone is unforgivable, and they must be completely exterminated++

++ We are to carry forward Aemon's will to make all things in the world interconnected. Previously it was only their ignorance and the fear they committed, and once Aemon's will took over, they would change their ways, and my suggestion is to destroy their rulers as much as possible, leaving the ignorant civilians behind++

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They quarreled endlessly, expressing their opinions from their own perspectives.

One side believes that humanity has wiped out the advance team, which is an intolerable offense and must be completely exterminated.

The other side believes that although the human race has committed a mistake, it is good to punish it, and there is no need to fight a war to exterminate the race, which is a waste of time and energy.

The Star Spirits have carved out battlefields in several galaxies, and in the Andromeda galaxy, they have thwarted the attempts of the Cybertrons who believe in the Emperor of the Universe to unify the Andromeda galaxy.

In addition to this, they also exchange fire with multiple forces such as Leviathans and Reapers, stopping their plots and ruses to unify the galaxy.

Those powerful races are more worthy of the attention of the astral spirits, and an indigenous civilization living on the edge of the universe is really not worth investing a lot of energy and time.

Both sides had their own positions and were arguing, and the other Astral Spirits were watching the discussion in the Holy Kara, waiting for the final result.

Of course, most of the astral spirits are inclined to war, they are the eldest sons of Sarnagar, the darlings of the universe, destined to unify the races of the universe.

If a native of the border galaxy dares to provoke them, then what qualifications do they have to compete for the throne of the ruler of the universe.

The discussion was intense, and they could not give in to each other and could not be persuaded by the other, until Zamara's strong will told them to shut up, and they stopped talking.

++ Proper battles are necessary, and these indigenous beings need to be taught a lesson, and when they realize what an enemy they have provoked, and kneel in pain and ask for forgiveness, they will be eligible for ascension, baptized by the will of Aemon, and will be granted eternity++

As an archon, Zamara chose all-out war to make humanity pay for its stupidity.

Countless Star Spirits and their allies cheered, eager to vent their pent-up anger on the indigenous race known as the Humans.

The Star Spirit Fleet was quickly ready for battle, and with Zamara's order, countless Star Spirit Crystal Battleships and various strange-shaped warships rushed towards the human galaxy together.

The Star Spirit is not the only creation of Sarnagar, and there are many races that are the work of Sarnagar.

These races were all integrated by Aemon and became a powerful cosmic force. As the eldest son, the Star Spirit naturally became the ruler, while the other races were active on the battlefield as minions, obeying the orders of the Star Spirit unconditionally.

The war broke out quickly, and after confirming that the war order was issued, countless astral warships and warplanes swept through the void and pounced on the border galaxies of mankind.

This system is guarded by Tarek, who was born in the Second Legion and became the head of the Fireskull Legion in the expansion plan, and for the sake of fairness, the task of guarding the border galaxy is the responsibility of different expeditionary legions, not a single legion.

After recovering the solar system, Tarek broke away from the Second Army and came to the border galaxy, where he became the supreme administrative military commander, not only responsible for daily training and troop scheduling, but also had to lead the guidance of the Milky Way Great Wall, Star Gate, communications and other projects in the border area.

When the Star Spirit appeared, he immediately ordered all troops to enter a state of war, seek support from other regions, and at the same time prepare for a desperate fight, so that the technical engineers could unscrupulously stack the strength of the energy shield to avoid being directly destroyed by the Star Destroying Weapon.

Countless human warships and warplanes also faced the fleet of the Star Spirits, relying on the Void Defense System composed of Space Fortresses, Firepower Space Stations, Armed Satellites and other Void Structures to block the Star Spirit Fleet and thwart their evil plan to bring humanity to its knees.

The battle in the void broke out extremely fiercely, and from time to time, dazzling stars bloomed in the void.

Realizing that the Void Realm could not crush the humans, the Astral sent out a gang of jumpers, and Razturul was a powerful Astral Warrior who was considered the first warrior to be delivered.

With a flash of teleportation, he entered the giant fortress of the humans. They wanted to seize control of the fortress and paralyze it before the fleet suffered too many casualties.

Their sudden appearance caused the nearby humans to fall into a brief period of consternation, and then panic surfaced, and they subconsciously turned around and wanted to escape.

How could Razturul and the others let them get their way, and immediately rushed into their ranks like hungry wolves.

++ They are too weak ++

++ Do the ants dare to rebel against Aemon's will? ++

++ Let them be so frightened that they kneel and cry for Aemon's protection++

The thoughts of his companions echoed in Razturul's mind, filled with the thirst for killing and the excitement of being satisfied.

Razturul was also immersed in it, reaping those pathetic lives with recklessness.

Crimson blood poured out of the native's fragile body, staining the floor and splashing on the walls, filling the air with the smell of blood.

The blade of energy on his wrist rattled as it sliced through the pathetic natives, mingling with their desperate screams and begging and mourning before they died.

They wept the name of an existence before they died, as if they hoped for salvation, but it was all delusion, and the holy Aemon would devour everything, even their gods.

The Astral Warriors are extremely powerful, they are good at using psionic energy and technological weapons, and ordinary soldiers are no match at all, and they are slaughtered by them.

"For the sake of the God-Emperor, do not retreat, do not fear, He is watching us." An officer supervised the battle with a laser pistol, and the soldiers kept raising their weapons to shoot the Star Spirits, and some were also holding heavy laser cannons, small cannons, and other weapons.

"Aim and shoot, kill them, the Emperor of God watches over us, and we will be praised by Him." The officer shouted incessantly.

In a flash, Razturul appeared behind the officer, and then stabbed the other man in the chest with a single sword, picking him up.

The officer stared incredulously at the blade of energy that pierced his chest from behind, and he opened his mouth, the smell of blood foaming and burnt water running down his abdomen into his mouth and nose.

++Stupid guys, rebelling against us will be the stupidest thing you've ever done++

Razturul's voice echoed in the officer's head, sarcastic, disdainful.

"You will be purified, you will be destroyed, and glory and victory be to mankind."

The officer's voice was so weak that Razturul had no interest in arguing with him, and with a sharp force, he sliced his body's body open, revealing his internal organs, muscles, flesh, and bones, which had been blackened by the heat.

The Astral destroyed most of the resistance, slaughtering the resisting soldiers with their energy blades and shooting the fleeing soldiers with their unique energy weapons. Screams rang out throughout the fortress, explosions and fires broke out in many places, and billowing smoke rose.

It wasn't until the advent of the Ancestral Warriors and Storm Troopers that the Astral Spirits felt the pressure, and their strength and reaction speed far surpassed that of ordinary humans, even in melee combat.

Razturul watched as his companions were knocked down by the giant natives who came running, and their heads were cut off with a single sword, their speed was completely different from that of the weak individuals, and they were caught off guard by Razturul and the others.

The originally devastating star spirits were dragged into a bloody meat grinder, and the two sides relied on swords to decide the ownership of the space fortress.

Razturur killed several indigenous warriors and found some patterns in the battle.

There are three versions of these natives, the first of which is the most, they are small and weak, they can only rely on ranged weapons, and once they are in close combat, they will be reduced to weeds harvested by the star spirits, and they have little power to resist.

The second type is as tall as the Star Spirits, and has the strength to fight against them, less in number than the first, but much more than the third, and they are the main force against the Star Spirit Clan.

The third is the tallest, with a burly physique and superior strength, and it takes two or three Star Spirits or elite Templars to fight it, and is the greatest threat they face.

The battle of Razturur is a graceful dance of killing, with the screams of enemies and the blood splattered as they die, an embellishment of perfect art.

After he slashed several of the fortified warriors again, a guy who appeared to be an indigenous leader appeared.

The guy was wearing more ornate armor than the others, and he had a force field ornament on the back of his head that resembled an iron ring of thorns.

The native made his voice in his own primitive way, and after translation, he recognized it as a curse and an insult.

He dismisses this, only the weak will use this meaningless way to vent, and the strong will only slaughter the other party.

Razturul fought with the other side, and it was not for nothing that he was chosen to join the raid team, he was the most powerful Templar and was blessed by Aemon.

Fighting ensued, and Razturul initially tried to take out the other quickly, only to find that the native was difficult to defeat, and despite his countless psionic skills and countless years of killing, he was unable to do so quickly.

The two sides struggled for more than thirty minutes, and in the end, it was Razturul who won, his energy blade cutting through the opponent's armor, cutting out the opponent's internal organs, and lifting it up, staring with his red eyes at the shattered helmet of the opponent, revealing blue eyes.

++ Weak Fellow++ Razturul mocked, "Death is just like that." ”

He threw the body flying, and the other party died before he hit the ground.

Having killed the opposing leader, Razturul had thought that the human resistance would fail and that they would easily win the victory, however, in the next second, he felt a pain in his abdomen.

Looking down, a mechanical scepter covered in an arc of electricity with sharp ends pierced him from behind.

Razturul's red eyes began to drift, and he reached out to grab the other man's scepter, but the other man suddenly lifted it up and threw it away, and the force was so great that he broke his bones and tendons, and he also fell, right next to the human warrior he had just killed.

Both sides did not give up because of the loss of their leader, but fought more fiercely.

The battle that broke out in the border galaxy was not won as quickly as Zamara had expected, and the natives revolted beyond imagination, fighting back and forth over every space fortress, space station, and ground fortress, until in the end, he had to order his troops to destroy the natives' void buildings by any means necessary, slicing their defensive fleets, and compressing their defenses little by little.

After reducing the entire border galaxy to scorched earth and wreckage, they managed to force all the natives to the last ground fortress.

The ground fortress has multiple energy shields that can effectively stop extinction attacks and orbital bombardment, and even if the planet is shattered, the area protected by the shield will remain intact.

As the commander-in-chief, Tarek was also forced to retreat here, trying to rely on this last shield to stall for time.

However, as the archon, Zamasi saw the intentions of the human race at a glance, wanting to delay time, fight a war of attrition with the Star Spirit Fleet, and rely on the home field advantage to consume the Star Spirit.

He gave the order for a full-scale attack very decisively and personally led the raid.

After a terrible battle, the human fortress was finally breached, and countless star spirits poured into the fortress and slaughtered the humans.

Tarek and the others launched a final counterattack, just to pull more star spirits to accompany the burial.

At the last moment, Zamasi and the desperate Tarek had a one-on-one duel, and after countless fights, Tarek, who had exhausted most of his physical strength, was finally knocked out by the opponent due to exhaustion.

++Aemon's will will conquer this place++

Razturul stomped on Tarek's skull, roaring at the Astral warriors who were slaughtering the last survivors, before slashing off the human hero's head with a single sword.

The next chapter, the Battle for Eternity, is also the finale.

The new book will be reopened after the Chinese New Year.

The new book will avoid the poison as much as possible, write smoothly, and focus on the protagonist's role.

When the time comes, as always, it will explode, even if the grades are poor, it will still be written to more than two million words, I hope you can continue to support.

This book starts with 300 bookings, and when it reaches 2 million words, it is 3,000 equals, which can be regarded as a very lucky thing.

In the atmosphere of eunuchs at every turn, I can be regarded as a good character, whether it is writing Kiliman or Qin Zheng, I am guaranteed to complete the outline.

The first order of three hundred, new authors may not be able to write the results, the old author probably didn't read it, just threw it away, I buried my head in writing.

If you say it's not going to work, then I can't help it.

The new book is guaranteed to write two million words, and it will definitely finish the outline, and there is no need to worry about the update, as always, it will be more profitable.

Some book lovers may feel that they are still unfinished, but there are some things that need to be finished.

Otherwise, after playing the Milky Way, playing Big McGellan, playing Andromeda, and playing the universe, the routines are basically the same, you are tired of watching, and I am tired of writing, plus it is not a single image of the protagonist, continue to write below, maybe dozens, and the protagonist has no chance to show his face, so it's better to finish.

(End of chapter)