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Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity Chapter 1068 The 1st Victim

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Iyanden Craftworld: Starwhisper Spire

The Iyanden Ark Fleet is sailing at the edge of the galaxy, a fleet large enough to crush any enemy that stands in its way.

And they will become the first victims of the Tyranid invasion.

"what!!!!"

Inside the spire, the soul stone at the fingertips of the prophet Elendil suddenly exploded, and emerald blood flowed into the void along the lines of the astronomical instrument.

He staggered and grabbed the wraith railing, with one last omen lingering on his retina. It was a certain Ark fleet that was on a mission, and its fate was completely severed by something indescribable.

Whatever it was, Elendil could sense that it was a force of some kind.

The immense power was boundless, the endless greed and the endless desire to devour were corroding his heart.

"All-band alert!" The prophet's torn vocal cords screamed in the psychic amplifier, "Let the escorting Twilight Blade fleet immediately..."

However, before the Craftworld's alarm dome was fully lit, the bioelectric pulses of the Tyranid swarm had already swept across the entire galaxy.

The psychic shield that Iyanden was so proud of burst like a fragile soap bubble, and countless Eldar people covered their bleeding ears in the spires. It was a hungry roar that transcended the physical dimension, directly tearing at the collective subconscious of the race.

At the same time, Lilanis, the commander of the Twilight Blade escort fleet, was debugging the spirit bone core of the new star dart cannon when her guards suddenly knelt down collectively.

When the alarm finally broke the silence, the dancing scarlet light on the tactical holographic screen had already covered half of the star field.

"Gods above..."

The soul stone detector in the adjutant's hand exploded into powder. "The enemy's magnitude exceeds all the prophecies recorded!"

Lilanis' pupils instantly switched to combat mode, and the lavender irises were dyed silver-white by the tactical data stream: "Activate the Seventh Rebirth Protocol! All warships spread out in the 'Teardrop Dance' formation! Send to the main Ark..."

The communication array suddenly gushed out biomass slime, and a fleshy meteorite with a diameter larger than the battleship smashed the left-wing frigate.

Lilanis saw in the violent tremors that the objects that were mistaken for asteroids were actually dormant egg sacs of the Zerg fleet.

"They are hiding in our blind spot!" The navigator screamed with blood coming out of his seven orifices, "All dimensions are locked!"

The Twilight Blade fleet displayed a tactical quality that the Eldar are proud of.

Forty-two cruisers drew wraith wakes in the vacuum, and their star dart cannons wove an emerald web of death.

The first wave of Devourer-class bio-ships that attacked fell apart in the barrage of bullets, and the acid and blood condensed into foul-smelling ice crystals in the void.

"Use your psychic power to explore the surroundings!"

The Twilight Blade fleet displayed a tactical quality that the Eldar are proud of.

Forty-two cruisers drew wraith wakes in the vacuum, and their star dart cannons wove an emerald web of death.

The first wave of biological ships that attacked fell apart in the barrage of bullets, and the acid and blood condensed into foul-smelling ice crystals in the void.

"Keep maneuvering!" Lilanis's warship completed seven consecutive quantum jumps, and the star dart cannon accurately detonated the neural nodes of the hive frigate, "Don't be..."

Her command came to an abrupt end.

The red dots representing enemy ships on the tactical screen suddenly increased exponentially. The wreckage of the destroyed insect ships was multiplying wildly, and every piece of flesh and blood was growing into a new combat individual.

Even more terrifying is some kind of siphon ship, whose cavity full of sharp teeth is absorbing the energy of the spirit bone weapon

"What kind of monster is this..."

“The left is collapsing!”

The wreckage of a cruiser brushed past the command ship's porthole, and Lilanith saw Eldar warriors being dragged into the hull by biological tentacles, their soul stones emitting dying flashes in the swarm's digestive fluid.

"Activate the Ark Protocol!" She tore off the prophecy pendant from her neck, "All units move closer to the command ship and prepare for the Ghost..."

Suddenly, a blood-red crack appeared in the void, and a hive battleship tens of thousands times larger than the Ark World descended on the battlefield.

Billions of compound eyes opened on the squirming fleshy armor on its surface, and each eye reflected the moment of death of the Eldar warship.

The engines of Lilanis's battleships collectively overloaded due to the mental pollution, and the heads of countless Eldar warriors exploded like ripe fruits.

"No!"

The commander injected psychic energy into the control core, forcibly activating the battleship's overload mode.

Her warships deployed their spirit bone sickles, drawing arcs of dark green light that spanned the galaxy in the vacuum of space. This was a forbidden killing move of the Iyanden fleet, which required burning soul stones in exchange for a huge instant of psychic power.

The hive mothership was cut in half, but before the cheers of victory could be uttered, deeper despair had already descended.

Liquid biomass gushed out from the severed remains of the mothership, and it was instantly reconstructed into three larger warships.

Lilanis' pupils reflected the details of these new warships, and she saw the unknown energy condensed at the muzzles attacking them.

"Are they learning from us..."

The light flashed across the dark Milky Way, and countless Eldar fleets were submerged in an instant.

Only half of Lilanith's command ship was left, its wraithbone armor covered in self-replicating biomass moss.

The only thirty remaining warriors gathered in the Soul Stone Temple, which was on the verge of shattering. Their nerve bundles were connected to the core of the battleship, preparing for the final psychic self-destruction.

The tentacles of the hive carrier suddenly pierced the temple dome, and some kind of sticky neural spores exploded in the air.

Lilanis was horrified to find that her psychic energy was being eroded in reverse, and the soul stone energy was being drawn into the digestive cavity of the insect ship.

The last thing she saw was countless Eldar dead souls wailing in the bioreactor, their souls woven into the thought network of the Hive Mind.

Their souls were submerged, or assimilated, by the hive mind.

The last signal of the Twilight Blade fleet disappeared into the void. The whole process took only eleven minutes and forty-two seconds.

The Zerg fleet began to suck the wreckage of the battlefield, and they began to devour the soul stones of the Eldar. These crystalline creations flickered on the inner walls of the biological ships, and were embedded in the wriggling flesh and blood like medals of conquerors.

Then, it slowly sank into the wall of flesh and blood.

At the same time, more Tyranids are emerging from the inner walls of the swarm.

Iyan ascends to the Lord's Ark

Mourning Dome

The compass of fate in the hands of the prophet Elendil exploded with a loud bang, and the flying fragments of spirit bones spelled out the trajectory of the Twilight Blade fleet's destruction on the wall.

The soul stones of all the warriors participating in the escort mission were extinguished at the same time, and the death knell of the Ark world sounded for a thousand years.

“Here they come.”

Elendil looked at the blood-red nebula outside the observation window. Countless crescent-shaped biological ships were reorganizing their arrays. "Notify all arks... Iyanden will fight the final battle."

As the first wave of Zerg swarms hit the Ark's shield, the Prophet activated a forbidden protocol unearthed from the ruins of the Old Ones.

The entire Ark World began to collapse into a psychic singularity. The people of Iyanden held hands in the soul stone array and sang the elegy of the Creation Era with their last psychic energy.

Tens of thousands of biological warships were engulfed by psychic energy, but this was just a drop in the ocean for the Zerg swarm from outside the galaxy.

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