"They're coming!"

This scream was like the death knell of hell, instantly breaking the originally peaceful atmosphere.

The thick and solid wall of the fortress was ruthlessly torn open by a beam of hot melting light in an instant. In an instant, flames shot up into the sky and smoke filled the air.

A dozen poor Nova soldiers didn't even have time to scream before they were completely melted by the horrific high temperature, leaving only a few wisps of smoke slowly dissipating in the air.

Immediately afterwards, an armored vehicle like a steel beast ran straight into the wall of the fortress like a wild horse.

With a deafening roar, a huge hole was created in the seemingly indestructible barrier, with debris flying everywhere and dust rising in the air.

At this moment, more than a dozen tall, fully armed figures jumped down from the armored vehicle.

They were dressed in Terminator armor, exuding a chilling aura. The one standing at the front of the team was none other than the famous Hercules.

His Terminator armor flashed with a cold light, as if declaring his unrivaled power to the enemy.

“Strong inside and out!”

Hercules's deep roar echoed throughout the battlefield, and a dozen Space Marines followed closely behind him with firm and powerful steps.

The automatic cannons and twin-linked bolters in their hands fired at the same time. For a moment, deafening gunshots rang out one after another, and dense tongues of fire gushed out like fire dragons emerging from the sea.

“Bang bang bang bang bang!!!”

Countless bombs whizzed towards the panicked Nova soldiers at an astonishing speed.

In just a blink of an eye, dozens of unlucky guys were torn into pieces by the powerful firepower, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, it was a horrific sight.

Although those blue pulse beams continued to hit the Terminator's armor, they could only splash sparks and were unable to penetrate the extremely hard defense line.

However, the weapons in the hands of the Space Marines will not show mercy to the enemy. Each bomb carries deadly lethality and can easily shatter the armor and body of the Nova Soldiers.

"Forward! Forward!"

The deafening shouts resounded throughout the battlefield like a surging wave.

Hercules, with a burly figure and bulging muscles under his armor, walked at the front of the team with his head held high, like an unshakable mountain.

His strong and powerful left arm tightly grasped an exaggerated and huge automatic cannon, while his right hand firmly held a shining chain saw axe, and the sharp teeth flashed a cold light under the light.

"Boom boom boom boom!!"

Accompanied by bursts of roars and howls from the automatic cannons, the whistling sound was like a raging beast rampaging through the corridor.

Each automatic cannon shell contained a devastating force. Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart and huge holes were blown out on the walls. Those new star soldiers who were unfortunate enough to be hit were instantly shattered to pieces, without even a chance to resist.

Behind Hercules, a dozen fully armed Terminator team members followed closely. They were all agile and well-trained. These brave and fearless fighters kept firing in all directions, providing solid and reliable cover for the thousands of Krieg soldiers who came later.

"Steel inside and out!!"

Hercules shouted slogans while trying his best to suppress the dense firepower from several determined warriors on the opposite side.

At this moment, the barrel of the automatic cannon in his hand had become red and hot due to long-term continuous shooting, as if it would melt at any time, but Hercules was unaware of it and still pulled the trigger tightly, pouring wave after wave of deadly bullets on the enemy.

"Sir! Interstellar warriors are coming!" Izel's adjutant stumbled and trotted to his side with a terrified look on his face, reporting the terrifying news breathlessly.

Upon hearing the bad news, Izel's face turned pale as paper in an instant, but he still pulled himself together and shouted angrily: "Everyone, get into combat positions immediately! Let's fight them to the end today!"

When he learned that those terrifying Space Marines had successfully entered the fortress, Izel felt a deep despair surging in his heart like a tide.

He knew very well that the planet beneath his feet could now basically be considered a lost place.

What's worse is that this means that the Nova Federation's once tightly guarded gate is completely open, and the enemy will be able to march straight in and ravage the land they love at will.

"It's over, everything is over..."

Izel stared at the end of the corridor with empty eyes, muttering to himself.

One after another, the brave and fearless warriors of will fell down, and their blood dyed the cold and hard floor of the corridor red.

However, even in the face of such a desperate situation, these loyal warriors still adhered to the orders issued by Izel until the last moment of their lives, without any intention of retreating.

"God of the Nova! Please protect me!" Izel's face was as pale as paper. He held the pistol tightly in both hands and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the closed door in front of him with trembling hands.

His heart beat rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

With the sound of heavy footsteps, the door was slowly pushed open, and a breathtakingly tall figure gradually came into Izel's sight.

The figure was more than two meters tall, wearing a set of metallic armor that emitted a cold glow.

However, the armor that should have been shining was now covered with shocking blood and various broken organs and tissues. White and red blood intertwined with each other, flowing down the armor and dripping onto the ground to form pools of scarlet blood.

When Izer saw clearly that the person coming was none other than the famous god of war, Hercules, his body began to tremble involuntarily, and the pistol in his hand slipped from his fingertips as if it had lost weight, falling to the ground with a clang.

"Ah!" Izel let out a scream of extreme terror, his legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.

The instinct for survival made him rush towards the dropped pistol, trying to pick it up again to fight the terrifying enemy in front of him.

However, just as he was about to grab the pistol, Hercules suddenly moved. He rushed to Izel at lightning speed, and with a swipe of his huge hands that seemed to be made of steel, he threw Izel away fiercely.

Izel hit the wall hard, then slid to the ground like a rag.

Despite this, he still did not give up resistance. He endured the severe pain and climbed up again. He pulled the trigger with trembling fingers and shot at Hercules frantically.

Bullets whizzed out, carrying Izel's last hope towards Hercules' armor.

However, these bullets were like hitting a solid wall. The moment they hit the armor, they exploded, emitting dazzling sparks, but they were unable to penetrate the extremely hard protection even a little bit.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen bullets had been fired, but Hercules still stood there unharmed, staring at Izel coldly, like a demon from hell.

"Snapped!"

Hercules took a step forward, stretched out a large hand and easily grasped Izel's head.

The palm was so huge that it easily covered Izel's entire head.

"No...don't...please spare me!"

Izel cried desperately, tears and snot covering his distorted face.

However, Hercules ignored his pleas, narrowed his eyes slightly, a cruel smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and then he slightly increased the strength of his hands.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and Izel's head exploded in the palm of Hercules like a ripe watermelon, and red and white liquid splashed everywhere.