In the game "Super God": 800 Astartes at the start!

"Commander, it's confirmed that these insects can only be killed with psionic energy! Repeat, only psionic energy! Requesting emergency support! The scale of the swarm is incalculable!"

This message, along with the endless swarm of insects before them, was transmitted to the psionic network of the Blood Angels command node stationed on Terra.

Andrei stood in the command room, staring intently at the scene transmitted through the psionic network, his brow furrowed.

The sight of the endless void worms greedily devouring their surroundings reminded him of the Tyranids!

When Andrei was returning to defend his homeworld after the Battle of Baal, he encountered the help of the Tyranids on the way, and it was at that time that he died.

There was no time to hesitate. He made a decisive move and immediately sent the message to the thirty warbands stationed in Terra, requesting his fellow warriors to join the battle and end it quickly!

Thanks to the fact that most of the chapter leaders were veterans of the Lamenters chapter and knew the danger and threat of the Tyranids, they responded to Andre's call very quickly.

In an instant, countless airdrop pods pierced the atmosphere, millions of Thunder Eagle gunships arrived over Kunlun Mountain, and countless Holy Blood Angels were dropped into the battlefield.

"Upholding the sacred blood! For the Emperor!"

"For the Emperor!"

The newly arrived Holy Blood Angels, wielding enchanted psionic power swords, roared as they charged into the insect swarm.

The think tank members within the warband continuously unleashed psionic lightning and fireballs, attacking the void swarm.

However, these void creatures seemed endless, and the cracks grew larger and larger. Even with three million Holy Blood Angels attacking together, they could not defeat them in a short time.

The war quickly descended into a brutal quagmire of attrition, with the scales of victory tipping toward the side in the void.

The battle in the Kunlun Mountains had begun to spiral out of Andrei's control, forcing him to seek help from the Father of Genetics.

Without further hesitation, he made an urgent psionic call.

"Father, Terra has been invaded! A swarm of insectoids, similar to the Tyranids, is pouring out from the fissures in the Kunlun Mountains! The situation is teetering on the brink of extinction!"

Meanwhile, Sanguiles, far away in the Styx Galaxy, was completely stunned after receiving the news.

Looking at the intelligence in the psionic network, and seeing those void creatures constantly devouring the real universe, I couldn't help but feel a chill run down my spine.

According to intelligence, only psionic attacks can cause damage.

No wonder it's called the ultimate fear; it's completely immune to attacks from this universe, so of course it's invincible!

Saint Gilles hurriedly assembled his fleet and began the Great Worm Bridge teleportation, but at this time, Saint Gilles's psionic energy reserves were no longer sufficient to support the ultra-long-distance psionic leap of thousands of warships, tens of millions of Holy Blood Angels, and billions of mortal auxiliary troops.

At this moment, Sanguiles felt a psionic juxtaposition of resentment towards himself for using psionic teleportation to reach such a remote Styx system. If he had simply followed the Great Bug Bridge, he could have immediately led his offspring to provide support to Terra!

"Could this be the curse of bad luck for those who cry?!"

A thought suddenly popped into Saint Gilles' mind, and then Saint Gilles' gaze hardened. Now was not the time to think so much. Since he couldn't transport that many, he would take as many as he could!

He no longer pursued all his troops, but instead maximized the use of the little remaining psionic power.

"Terra has been invaded by the Void. Rogers, you lead the remaining warships across the insect bridge to aid Terra. Mage Zhang San says: 'Read this book! I'll use psionic warp to bring a group of Blood Angels back to Terra!'"

Saint Gilles spoke to one of the chapter leaders, and then sent the message through the psionic network.

A surge of golden psionic energy erupted from Saint Gilles' body, forming a massive psionic field that enveloped two million of the most elite Blood Angels, including himself. Space began to distort and fold, and in the next moment, it abruptly disappeared within the Styx Galaxy, its psionic energy warping back to Terra.

"No matter how many times I watch it, I'm still amazed," Angel Chase murmured.

"Ah-Zhui, let's hurry up and head back to Terra to provide support!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Terra, on the battlefield of Kunlun Mountain.

The arrival of Primarch Sangilius was like a splash of ice water thrown into a boiling pot of oil, instantly igniting the fighting spirit of the Blood Angels.

The Blood Angels' combat capabilities have been greatly enhanced. With the Primarchs personally present on the battlefield, they can fight to the death with the Primarchs. Who the enemy is or how powerful they are is no longer important to them.

"Living up to the name of Saint Gillespie!"

"For Saint Gillespie!"

"We shall not betray the blood of Saint Gilles!"

War cries soared into the sky as the Holy Blood Angels charged into the swarm of insects, their attacks becoming even more ferocious, seemingly tireless.

Saint Gilles gripped the Emperor's Spear tightly, its tip wreathed in destructive golden psionic energy. He soared into the sky, his gaze locking onto the densest swarm of insects, before transforming into a bolt of golden lightning and plunging headlong into it.

Saint Gilles gripped the Emperor's Spear tightly, its tip wreathed in destructive golden psionic energy. He soared into the sky, his gaze locking onto the densest swarm of insects, before transforming into a bolt of golden lightning and plunging headlong into it.

"boom!"

The Emperor's Spear, imbued with destructive golden psionic energy, smashed into a deep crater, and countless lightning storms composed of golden psionic energy destroyed tens of thousands of void creatures.

Without even a mournful cry, it turned into black smoke and vanished.

"Die, you insect!"

Every time Saint Gilles swings his spear, countless void creatures die.

Seeing the Primarch's bravery, the Blood Angels became as if they had been injected with adrenaline and began to advance towards the location of Saint Gilles, attempting to fight alongside the Father of Genesis.

Saint Gilles continuously swung the Emperor's Spear at superluminal speed, while his offspring's sword swings, though not superluminal, were still close to the speed of light.

As time went on, many of the Holy Blood Angels began to exhibit symptoms of blood thirst, and began to feel increasingly angry and bloodthirsty.

When Saint Gilles keenly noticed that his offspring were beginning to show symptoms of thirst, his heart sank. He knew that once his offspring succumbed to this torment, their humanity would be stripped away until only savagery remained, and then death would be their only release.

Saint Gilles quickly used his psychic powers to soothe his offspring.

An attempt to quell the curse that originates from the genes.

Saint Gilles' voice echoed in the minds of his descendants.

"Hold on, my sons! Stay alert! What makes us great is not our descent into darkness, nor our rising with the light, but the endless struggle between the two—that is the essence of greatness!"

"We were tested, and we did not collapse!"

"We will never fall!"

With Saint Gilles's reassurance, the children's condition improved slightly.

"Damn Karl!" he cursed inwardly.

At this moment, Saint Gilles wished he could drag the Grim Reaper Karl out again and whip his corpse!