The player is playing like a god, and has already advanced to Space Marine level at the start.

Outer ring of the Milky Way, Calonsis star system.

The Sixth Fleet stretches across the edge of the nebula.

Here, they are the rulers! For three thousand years, their voices have echoed only in this starry sky, and any civilization that dared to challenge them has long since turned into cosmic dust.

Inside the flagship "Star Shine" control room, the atmosphere was as relaxed as if a wine tasting event were being held.

Commander Salomon swirled the expensive blue wine in his glass, a playful smile curving his lips. The two words he valued most in his life were: dignity and respectability.

"So that's what they call 'intruders'?"

He glanced sideways at the holographic screen, his contempt almost overflowing.

A dark, colossal figure, with an unreasonable and domineering presence, rudely crashed into the real universe!

That was the Empire's expeditionary force!

The lead ship, "Skyblade VII," didn't resemble a warship at all; it was a Gothic fortress hurtling through deep space! Its metal spires were densely packed, like a forest of swords piercing the sky, and the golden double-headed eagle emblem gleamed with iron-blooded and murderous intent in the dim light!

This thing is practically a mad church with an engine!

"ha!"

Salomon burst out laughing.

He turned to look at the group of officers behind him, dressed in splendid uniforms and covered in medals, and pointed at the screen, laughing wildly:

"Gentlemen, look at these indigenous barbarians! They dug up their ancestral graves, installed a few thrusters, and think they can fly?"

"Hahaha!"

A burst of laughter erupted in the command room.

"It's so ugly! It's a blasphemy against the aesthetics of the universe!"

"Can this cumbersome decoration even achieve a 1% energy conversion rate? It's just a pile of flying scrap metal!"

Salomon shook his head, his eyes filled with the pity of a higher civilization for a lower being:

"They lost before the fight even started, because of their lack of taste. Signal these hillbillies that they've trespassed into our noble airspace. Give them ten seconds; if they don't surrender, send them to meet their maker!"

However, before he could finish speaking...

Before the alarm could even sound, the Empire's strike was a hundred times faster and a thousand times more ruthless than the signal!

Skyblade No. 7, Throne Room.

Lu Xiao tapped his fingertips rhythmically on the armrest, his expression indifferent. The alien's broadcast? He couldn't even stand the noise.

"taste?"

"In this galaxy, caliber is the only aesthetic standard, and range is the eternal truth!"

He swung his right hand down decisively, uttering only one word:

"kill!"

The massive artillery arrays stretching for kilometers on both sides of the Imperial fleet instantly unleashed a destructive roar! Thousands of Imperial warships behind them simultaneously poured out their firepower!

Sound cannot travel through a vacuum, but the immense energy burst shattered the ripples in the void for tens of thousands of miles around!

Tens of thousands of scorching light spears pierced the darkness in an instant; they were an energy torrent powerful enough to evaporate oceans and melt planets!

"What...what is this?!"

Salomon's wine glass shattered on the floor with a crash. His elegant expression instantly crumbled, his face twitched violently, and his eyes were filled with nothing but endless terror.

That's a wall of destructive light! There's nowhere to hide!

First volley!

The shield that the Calonsis were so proud of was as fragile as paper, and it exploded on the spot due to overload!

Dozens of vanguard warships were brutally crushed into dust before they could even scream, exploding into horrific fireballs in deep space!

"Dodge! Turn around right now!"

"The shield is burning! The energy core is melting! Help!"

The officers who had just been mocking the aesthetics were now like a flock of quails whose tails had been stepped on, cowering in their seats and screaming pitifully.

In just ten seconds! A third of the Sixth Fleet evaporated!

Salomon's face turned deathly pale, his fingernails digging so hard into the command console that a piece broke off, leaving it bleeding profusely.

"Madmen... these barbarians are all madmen! Retreat! The entire fleet must retreat!"

He didn't want to die; those light spears swept over him, leaving not even ashes behind!

"Trying to run away?"

Lu Xiao watched the "silver fish" trying to turn around, a cruel sneer curling at the corner of his lips:

"Since they're here, let's leave them all as fertilizer. It'll be good to use these good-for-nothings to teach the new recruits a lesson in blood."

He pressed the call button, his tone icy and chilling:

"Board it! Leave the largest flagship alive!"

Tianren-7, launch deck.

The murderous aura froze the air completely!

The massive assault ships resembled steel beasts poised to pounce. Hundreds of Astartes monks stood in neat formation, each radiating a terrifying, mountain-like aura!

The priest raised his scepter and slammed it down, sparks flying.

"The emperor is the shield! Hatred is the sword!"

"Today, we unleash our divine wrath upon this defilement!"

"For the Emperor!!!"

The roar pounded against the bulkhead, shaking the entire warship!

A company commander wearing a scarlet cloak drew his power sword, the scars on his face appearing extremely ferocious in the dim light.

"Brothers, go, bring fear to them!"

"yes!!!"

The Space Marines whirled around, their heavy terracotta boots slamming onto the deck, and the hydraulic hatches slammed shut.

puff!puff!puff!

Dozens of assault boats spewed out pale white flames, like daggers of death, crashing heavily into the "Starshine"!

"Warning! High-speed solid projectile detected!"

"No! Those are landing craft! They've crashed in!"

Inside the bridge of the Starshine, the radar officer's voice had changed, filled with a desperate sob.

Salomon turned his head in horror and saw that the dark-colored assault boats were moving at extremely high speed, directly smashing through the last few layers of shields and violently plunging into the hull with a loud bang!

"They're in! Quick! Marines, plug the gap! Hurry!"

Salomon stumbled and fell to the ground. He could sense that some great terror had descended upon him!

Starshine, mid-deck.

The thick alloy bulkheads were violently shredded, and the assault boat's drill bit was deeply embedded in the corridor, sparks raining down!

Zizizi!

The molten metal bombs sliced ​​through the metal with ferocity, their intense red light illuminating the pale faces of the alien guards.

"Hold the line! Open fire!"

A squad of Calonsis guards, beam rifles in hand, stared intently at the smoking hole, their hands trembling like leaves.

boom! ! !

The hatch, which had been melted through, collapsed with a loud crash.

The Space Marine, wielding his boarding shield, strode out like a torrent of steel!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The sound of Tao Gang's combat boots hitting the floor was like stepping on the heart of an alien!

"Attack! Attack now!"

The beams of light pounded against the shield, yet left not a single white mark. Behind the shield, pairs of red-glowing visors exuded a deathly coldness.

"For the Emperor. Purify the aliens."

The sergeant let out a roar, his shoulders slumped, and he charged forward with his shield raised!

He was like a runaway heavy tank, smashing through the alien's defenses! A guard was sent flying more than ten meters with his shield, his sternum shattering into pieces instantly!

Immediately afterwards, the roar of the chainsaw sword tore through the air!

The serrated teeth spun wildly, biting through the armor and slicing into flesh! Red blood instantly splattered all over the entire wall!

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Screams erupted instantly. These so-called alien elites were as fragile as paper toys before Astartes!

One Space Marine didn't even bother to swing his sword; he simply swung his Iron Fist and smashed the Xenomorph's helmet to pieces, causing the red and white objects to explode instantly!

"The resistance is too fierce; the door can't be opened!"

Ahead, a half-meter-thick blast door blocked their path. The sergeant, hidden behind cover, coldly gave the order:

"Heat-melting cannons, get them up here! Clear the area!"

A soldier strode forward, carrying a double-barreled thermobaric cannon:

"Get out of the way!"

A dazzling white light erupted, instantly heating the air to thousands of degrees! The blast door, strong enough to withstand artillery fire, melted like a candle in the face of the molten jet, with molten iron flowing everywhere!

"assault!"

The sergeant leaped up and was the first to rush into the gap.

"For the Emperor!!!"

Da da da da!

The bolter began to roar wildly, each bullet exploding into a bloody flower amidst the alien swarm.

Blood rained down in the corridor, and the Calonsis's defenses collapsed completely!

This is no longer a battle, but the most primitive and brutal massacre!

A Calonsis officer brandished his saber in an attempt to parry, but with a clang and sparks flying, the Astartes warrior casually deflected the saber, knocking it away and locking his neck in a tight grip.

"Too weak."

The soldier's voice was filled with disdain:

"Does such a weak creature even deserve to rule the cosmos?"

Click!

The neck bone snapped, and the body was discarded like trash.

"Monsters...they are demons!"

"We can't break through! We simply can't break through!"

Fear spread like a plague, and the aliens completely collapsed.

The corridor was littered with wreckage, and the silver walls were stained crimson with blood. The Space Marines stepped over the corpses, advancing step by step.

Every step was accompanied by the terrifying sound of the chainsaw sword tearing flesh apart!