"Roar--!"

A deafening roar echoed in the universe. 88 bloodthirsty demons, like demons crawling out from the depths of hell, spread their black wings covered with spikes and flew rapidly in the vacuum with the power of psychic energy.

Their eyes flashed scarlet light and spurted out blazing flames from their mouths, as if they wanted to burn everything to ashes.

Their target is clear - the huge imperial battleship in orbit, symbolizing the steel behemoth of the human empire.

The bloodthirsty demons approached quickly, and psychic energy formed a twisted shield around them, resisting the anti-aircraft fire of the Imperial warships.

Dense anti-aircraft artillery shells and missiles intertwined into a web of death in the air, but the demons were extremely fast, and their psychic shields made them as difficult to hit as ghosts.

Several demons were hit by artillery fire and their bodies turned to ashes in the explosion, but more demons had already rushed to the front of the warship.

They used their sharp claws to grab the hull of the warship, and their psionic powers allowed them to climb the smooth metal surface with ease.

The demons screamed shrilly and brandished their huge battle axes. The axe blades were wrapped with dark red energy, and every chopped blow was accompanied by the sharp sound of metal tearing.

The battleship's hull gradually cracked under the attack of the demons, sparks flew, and fragments floated in the vacuum.

The Empire's naval fighters quickly came to support, and machine gun bullets poured down like a rainstorm, trying to shoot these monsters off the battleships.

However, the demons' psychic shields came into play again. The bullets were bounced off the moment they approached them. Several fighter planes were even directly destroyed by the demons' psychic shock waves, turning into fireballs.

Alarms sounded inside the battleship one after another, and the soldiers nervously operated the weapon systems, trying to stop these crazy invaders.

However, the demons had already broken through the outer defenses and began to advance toward the interior of the battleship.

Their battle axes split open the hatches, psychic flames ignited the corridors, and the entire battleship fell into chaos and panic.

I saw a particularly huge bloodthirsty demon suddenly leap up, its wings drew a dark arc in the vacuum, and psychic energy formed a distorted halo around it, as if even the space was trembling under its power.

It landed precisely on top of an Imperial battleship, and the metal deck beneath it groaned under its weight.

The anti-aircraft gun crew immediately turned their guns and poured intensive firepower onto the demon like a rainstorm. The roar of the artillery fire echoed on the top of the battleship.

However, the demon was not afraid at all. Its psychic shield flickered in the artillery fire, deflecting most of the attacks. Occasionally, a few shells hit its body, but they could only leave shallow scars on its skin as hard as steel.

The mad demon let out a deafening roar and raised the battle axe in his hand high. The dark red spiritual energy wrapped around the axe blade burned like flames.

The next second, it swung its battle axe suddenly, and a huge energy shock wave swept out, directly hitting the entire anti-aircraft gun group.

"boom--!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, the anti-aircraft gun crew was completely destroyed, the turret and the operator were reduced to ashes in an instant, with debris and flames flying everywhere.

A huge hole was blown out on the top of the battleship, and thick smoke and flames rose into the sky, as if the battleship was wailing in pain.

At the same time, the Imperial Navy fighter fleet had received the order.

Faced with these demons that are almost impossible to defeat with conventional weapons, the pilots know that they have no way out.

Dozens of fighter planes, led by the commander, began to launch suicide attacks.

The ammunition of each fighter plane was almost exhausted in the previous battle, but the pilots did not retreat.

They accelerated their fighter planes to the limit, and the roar of the engines echoed in the communication channel, as if it was their final battle song.

"For the Empire! For Humanity!"

A pilot shouted over the communication channel, his voice firm and resolute.

His fighter plane was like a meteor, rushing straight towards the bloodthirsty demon standing on top of the battleship.

Other fighter planes followed closely behind, and dozens of tail flames streaked dazzling light in the dark universe.

The bloodthirsty demon obviously noticed the intentions of these fighter planes. It swung its battle axe and tried to shoot down the fighter planes with psychic shock waves.

Several fighter planes were hit the moment they approached and turned into fireballs, but more fighter planes broke through its defense.

They had no ammunition, but they turned themselves into the last bullet.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Amidst the continuous explosions, fighter planes crashed into the bloodthirsty demon.

Each collision was accompanied by a huge release of energy. The demon's psychic shield began to collapse under the continuous impact, and its body was shaken back by the impact of the explosion.

Finally, under the fatal impact of a fighter plane, the demon let out an unwilling roar, and its body was blown to pieces, turning into pieces of burning fragments.

However, this was only a short-lived victory. More bloodthirsty demons were still wreaking havoc, and the damage to the Imperial warships was irreparable.

The power of mortals seems so insignificant in front of demons, but their courage and fearlessness shine the brightest at this moment.

They did not retreat or surrender, and even in the face of despair, they still chose to fight to the end.

This is the powerlessness of mortals, but also the greatness of mortals.

Just as the Imperial battleship was in desperate situation, a huge shadow approached from the depths of the distant universe.

Suddenly, the battleship's hatch swung open, and a mountain-like figure leaped out of it - it was Angron, one of the Primarchs, Lord of the World Eaters Legion, and the Emperor's war dog.

Angron was tall and majestic, his armor gleaming with golden light, his eyes burning with firm belief and boundless rage.

In his hands he held two huge chain axes. Although the axe blades were stained with the blood of countless enemies, he always fought for the glory of the empire.

His appearance seemed to inspire the entire battlefield. Even the bloodthirsty demons involuntarily stopped their attacks and turned to look at this terrifying existence.

Without a moment's hesitation, Angron exerted force with his legs and leapt directly from his own battleship, smashing into an Imperial battleship like a meteorite.

His landing was accompanied by a deafening roar. The deck of the battleship trembled slightly under his weight. The surrounding mortal army was shaken back a few steps by the shock wave, but their eyes were full of hope and reverence.

He stood up, glanced around, and then locked onto a bloodthirsty demon that was slaughtering the mortal army.

The demon had just split the chests of a dozen Space Marines with his battle axe and was roaring triumphantly.

However, its roar stopped abruptly as Angron rushed in front of it.

His speed was so fast that the demon had no time to react.

Angron's huge hand suddenly grabbed the demon's head and lifted it high.

The demon struggled frantically, trying to attack Angron with his psychic energy, but its power seemed so insignificant in front of Angron.

"demon……"

Angron growled, his voice full of determination and anger.

He exerted force with both hands suddenly, and the bloodthirsty demon's body was torn into two halves like a piece of paper.