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"The first operational objective of the entire army: to clear out hundreds of peripheral vassal planets in the Randan star system. Advance step by step, clearing out each planet one by one, eliminating all peripheral strongholds, dismantling the enemy's outer defense system, and cutting off the resource supply and outpost support of the core star system."

As the order was given, the vast starry sea was instantly ignited by war, and a fierce interstellar fleet battle began. The Randan aliens lacked a standardized fleet system, yet they controlled dozens of mixed formations composed of controlled alien ships and alien creature warships. They relied on asteroid belts and gaseous clouds for cover and ambushes, utilizing a global mental network for coordinated attacks. Countless bizarrely shaped alien warships, their bodies covered in gelatinous, distorted tissue, lurked in deep space, their hulls constantly emitting a dark purple mental mist that could interfere with ship radar, psionic communications, and navigation systems, while simultaneously manipulating the minds of their crews.

The Imperial fleet immediately launched a multi-dimensional counterattack. Five thousand battleships deployed in layered battle lines, with their macro gun arrays, nova cannons, and torpedo tubes fully unlocked, and dense, scorching flames pierced the dark starry sea. The deafening torrent of artillery fire precisely covered the airspace where the aliens were lying in ambush, each salvo tearing apart dozens of light alien warships. Cruiser formations high-speed maneuvered and outmaneuvered, clearing out any remaining enemy ships and sealing off passageways in the planetary airspace; frigates formed a mobile barrier, intercepting alien ship-borne parasites and raiding boats, tenaciously guarding any gaps in the fleet's formation.

The Thousand Sons Legion and the Second Legion's psionic fleet simultaneously deployed a full-area psionic shield. A pale golden psionic membrane enveloped the entire Imperial fleet, effectively isolating the mental interference from the Randan ships. The crew members, who were on the verge of losing control and becoming mentally deranged, quickly regained their senses, and the ships' weapon and communication systems returned to normal operation, completely dismantling the alien fleet's core ambush tactic.

While the fleet's artillery fire suppressed the airspace, ground warfare broke out simultaneously. The Iron Warriors, relying on their well-developed fortifications, steadily advanced, constructing temporary offensive and defensive positions on each planet, and clearing out the mind-controlled alien garrisons on the surface. The Dark Angels, stationed at the main defensive lines, relentlessly intercepted all Randan ground forces attempting to break through the airspace defenses and reinforce the outer perimeter, delaying enemy reinforcements. The sea, land, and air defenses of hundreds of outer planets crumbled layer by layer, rendering Randan's strategy of overwhelming the Empire's forces through sheer numbers completely ineffective.

Just as the Imperial fleet was gradually clearing out enemy ships in the outer deep space and the ground forces were steadily advancing, a dark, eerie purple light suddenly shone in deep space. Spatial rifts tore open layer by layer, and a planetary-sized combat moon, comparable in size to a giant planet and shrouded in a thick fog of mental distortion, slowly emerged, forcefully blocking the entire advance route of the Imperial army.

This is the outer fortress of the Randan aliens, and also their most powerful interstellar warfare weapon. The entire star system has been completely transformed, its surface covered with crisscrossing flesh and blood armor and massive mental amplification arrays, inlaid with hundreds of planetary-level alien main cannons. Inside the star system, a giant parasitic shipyard has been carved out, storing hundreds of high-level alien flagships and a massive number of assault boats. It can not only release high-intensity mental fluctuations covering the entire star field, remotely controlling the remaining alien forces in the surrounding area to fight to the death, but it can also autonomously fire aberration energy cannons to directly confront Imperial battleship formations, becoming the ultimate bulwark hindering the advance of the army.

The moment the battle moon appeared, countless parasitic alien warships surged forth from the starship's dock, forming a dense charging formation. Combined with the starship's main cannons' overwhelming barrage, they launched a saturation attack on the Imperial fleet. A gigantic, eerie purple energy beam pierced through the star sea, slamming into the shields of the Imperial battleships and unleashing a devastating energy ripple that sent several forward-positioned battleships instantly overloaded and flashing, forcing them to retreat for emergency repairs.

Inside the flagship's command center, a sudden enemy situation was relayed back in an instant. Huang Feng's gaze turned cold, and he immediately issued the order: "The entire main fleet shall suppress the airspace of the Battle Moon and cover the enemy fleet with firepower! Saint Gilles, lead the entire Holy Blood Angel Assault Fleet to board and launch a strong attack on the core of the Battle Moon, destroying its mental amplification center and main control array!"

As soon as the command was given, the Imperial fleet immediately changed formation. Dozens of Titan orbital main cannons fired in unison, coordinating with the battleship nova cannon clusters, unleashing a dense bombardment on the swarming alien warship formation and the surface defense array of the battle moon. The barrage of fire annihilated swathes of alien ships, blasting a safe passage to the battle moon itself and suppressing the rhythm of the star cannons' attack.

The Holy Blood Angels, who had been preparing for a long time, responded immediately, and the entire angelic assault fleet shed its dormant posture. Saint Gilles, holding a holy spear, felt a surge of bloodlust rising within him, but it was firmly suppressed by the Eagle Banner effect, and his mind remained clear and calm. Countless modified assault pods and air-dropped torpedoes broke away from their dedicated assault fleet formation, densely breaking through the remaining enemy barrage, and accurately crashing into the thick flesh-and-blood armor of the Battle Moon, completing a high-intensity boarding operation simultaneously across the entire area.

The interior of the battle moon was a complex maze, filled with alien flesh and blood and distorted mental pathways. A dense, seductive aura permeated the air, yet it could not shake the Holy Blood Angels in the slightest. The calming effect of the Eagle Banner locked the minds of everyone present, and the accumulated bloodlust transformed into extreme melee bursts of power. The angel warriors slaughtered the high-ranking alien guards entrenched in the passageways, carving a bloody path to the core. Along the way, distorted fluids sprayed from the walls of the alien flesh and blood channels, and uncontrolled mental energy surged wildly. Countless secondary passages collapsed under the bombardment of the angels' heavy weapons, piling up rubble and carnage throughout the corridors.

The moment they arrived at the core hall, an overwhelming spiritual pressure suddenly enveloped the entire area. The ruler of the Randan Xenomorphs, the being who called himself the "Randan Primitive," appeared here. This was a top-tier Xenomorph life form conceived in imitation of the human Primitive form, formed by gathering the spiritual energy of the entire outer star field. It was physically imposing and possessed its own spiritual domain suppression, attempting to crush the Holy Blood Angel who had intruded with its Primitive-level combat power.

However, it only has a physical structure similar to the Primarch, but lacks the Primarch's original foundation and stellar combat power. Its physical strength, willpower, and combat experience are far inferior to those of a true Space Marine Primarch.

Saint Gilles remained calm, stepping forward alone with his spear, without needing the army to surround him. His long-suppressed, bloodthirsty power erupted, his ferocious strength sweeping through the core hall, yet his mind remained unmoved. His sacred spear pierced the dark mist, shattering all the opponent's mental illusions and suppression of will, piercing through the mutated body of the Alien Emperor with a single thrust.

In just a few rounds, this Randan alien ruler, a life form mimicking the Primitive, perished with a deafening roar. As its body shattered, the massive amount of spiritual energy stored within it instantly went out of control, unleashing a violent energy shockwave that swept through the entire core hall. The spiritual amplification center, the stellar control array, and the energy conduction core upon which the battle moon relied for operation instantly exploded and incinerated, and countless intricate alien neural pathways and energy hubs collapsed inch by inch.

Devastating destruction spread from the core to the entire planet. The massive shipyard buried deep within the planet's interior was the first to explode, instantly vaporizing hundreds of surviving high-level alien flagships with the out-of-control energy. The violent chain explosions tore through the planet's thick layers of rock and flesh-like armor, creating a giant crater that pierced through the core. The entire battle moon trembled violently and deviated from its orbit. The countless planetary-level main cannons on its surface exploded and shattered one after another, and the eerie purple spiritual mist that had enveloped the planet rapidly dissipated and vanished.

The planet's crust cracked and collapsed on a large scale, with giant boulders carrying burning flesh and carcasses plummeting into deep space. Countless exposed mental arrays were completely destroyed and reduced to ashes. The planetary fortress, which had once been able to withstand the saturation bombardment of the Imperial fleet, was now completely incapacitated. Its internal structure was on the verge of disintegration, leaving only a tattered shell of the planet teetering precariously in the sea of ​​stars. The remaining alien warships, without mental command, instantly collapsed in formation and were swept away one by one by the Imperial fleet. This outermost ultimate fortress was utterly reduced to a devastated and abandoned planet.

Saint Gilles led his warriors to quickly evacuate the core area of ​​the collapse, successfully retreating back to the assault fleet through the constantly collapsing passages. He immediately sent a battle report back to the Terra flagship: "Report to the commander-in-chief, the battle moon has been breached, the Randan aliens and the high-level life forms of the Primitive have been killed on the spot, the outer barrier has been completely destroyed, and the star's core has been completely destroyed and scrapped."

Upon receiving the news of victory, Huang Feng did not order a hasty advance. Instead, he commanded the entire army to proceed steadily, continuing the strategy of clearing out the remaining alien ships and distorted planets and floating sources of mental pollution. The Imperial Fleet then replenished its firepower on the wrecked battle moon, completely destroying the remaining distorted structures and residual sources of mental pollution to prevent secondary outbreaks. In the following years, the Imperial Fleet fought day and night, continuously clearing out the remaining alien ships, hidden distorted planets, and floating sources of mental pollution in the star field. The ground forces maintained a perfect offensive and defensive rhythm. The Dark Angels held the main line and intercepted the remaining main force, the Steel Warriors consolidated their occupied areas and built permanent fortifications, the Thousand Sons continued to purify the mental pollution in the star field, and the Holy Blood Angels mobilely eliminated any high-level aliens that escaped.

Time flies, and five years of fierce battle have passed in the blink of an eye.

The hundreds of outer planets and the entire outer space of the Randan Starfield were completely recaptured and wiped out by the Imperial army. All parasitic alien strongholds, mental transmission nodes, resource supply links, and remaining alien fleets were utterly destroyed. The alien races enslaved by the mind were all liberated, and the entire outer starfield was completely under the control of the Empire. The once endless hordes of cannon fodder, the ubiquitous mental erosion, and the alien ambushes and deep-space attacks hidden in the shadows have been completely eradicated from the outer space.

After five years of bloody war, the starry sea was burned and the earth was scorched. The imperial army, with its absolute fleet strength, perfect tactical countermeasures, and three-dimensional crushing force across land, sea and air, completely wiped out the entire outer defense system of Randan.

Inside the flagship command center, Huang Feng gazed at the outer star field that was completely lit up and stabilized on the star map. His gaze finally locked onto the few worlds in the center of the star field that were occupied by the power of Ran Dan's origin and nurtured countless high-level aliens and core fleets. His whole body was filled with awe-inspiring battle intent.

"With the outer perimeter secured, the entire army is resting and preparing, replenishing its armaments, repairing its ships, rotating its combat forces, and resting its mech legion. Next, we will concentrate all our main forces to launch a strong attack on the core world of the Ran Dan Star Region and end this racial war that has dragged on for years."