A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"Kill! Kill! Kill! As long as I kill your whole family, it belongs to me!"

"No! The family belongs to me! No one can take it away from me!"

"Hahahaha! Dear brother. Do you know? I have been thinking about how to kill you more than ten years ago! I can't believe that today I finally got my wish."

"What a coincidence, I had the same idea. We are indeed twin brothers and sisters. I never thought we could be so in tune with each other."

"In that case, let us taste each other's blood."

"No, no, no, blood alone won't be enough. I'm going to dig out your beautiful blue eyes and make them into buttons."

…

As the evil power of the Devil's Egg was released, a cold weapon version of an unlimited chicken-eating contest was staged in the entire hall in just a few minutes.

After all, the more power and resources an upper-class family has, the more indifferent their family ties are, and the more complex the interest disputes and contradictions among their members become.

But on weekdays, Moscat, the top leader of the family, is suppressing them, so they can barely maintain a semblance of harmony and politeness.

But in fact, they have already been fighting fiercely secretly.

You must know that the Rogue Trader family that has grown to this scale is already qualified to be called a "dynasty".

It is itself a super complex equivalent to the space version of the "East India Company".

In order to legally inherit it, many people are willing to pay any price for it, even if they need to kill their father and mother and kill all their brothers and sisters in the process.

Because the huge power and wealth it possesses can drive 99.99% of people crazy.

Of course, Moscatel himself is also responsible for this.

He deliberately provoked conflicts and discord among his descendants, and then accumulated anger and resentment bit by bit.

At this moment, under the influence of the evil power of the devil's egg, these negative emotions accumulated in daily life finally exploded into a bloody killing.

The Eldar women could even clearly see that the old human body in front of them was dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then merged with the gathered blood, gradually forming something extremely twisted and evil.

What's even more frightening is that such a horrifying and strange scene did not arouse any attention from the humans in the audience, who were still immersed in the crazy killing of each other and could not extricate themselves.

Eventually, Moscat's muscles, bones, and internal organs completely disappeared, turning into a puddle of sticky gelatinous substance that was absorbed into the ever-expanding Devil's Egg.

Almost at the same time, the subspace spiritual energy in the entire banquet hall began to gather crazily to form some kind of terrifying vortex.

Every time a person falls on the scene, the fluctuation will become more violent.

Perhaps most ordinary humans don't know what this situation means, but it is all too familiar to the Eldar who have experienced the birth of the fourth evil god Slaanesh.

It is a precursor to the birth of some horrific subspace entity.

And now this sacrifice is providing it with the soul, energy, and intense emotions necessary for transformation.

The only difference is that the formation of this warp vortex is much smaller than when Slaanesh was born, but the power about to be released is definitely enough to tear and destroy the entire planet.

"Damn it! Why am I always so unlucky?"

The Eldar woman cursed under her breath as she desperately tried to break free from the shackles that held her in place.

Because if she dies here without any measures to protect her soul, her soul will be captured by Slaanesh and become a plaything in the hands of the other party.

But unfortunately it was all in vain.

As a screaming banshee, although she can barely be considered a psyker, she can release psychic screams through the special mask she wears during attacks to put the enemy in panic and fear, and finally use melee energy weapons to kill them. execution.

But unfortunately, she was forced to install a psychic suppression collar around her neck, so trying to break the hard alloy with pure physical strength was basically a fantasy.

In desperation, this unknown Eldar woman could only choose to lie down and die, watching helplessly as the devil's egg was conceived amidst the killing of her blood relatives.

When there was only one seriously injured person left in the entire hall, holding a halberd and standing there laughing wildly in victory, a huge psychic force of gravity directly drew him and all the corpses on the ground to the front, and then the psychic energy Under the agitation of the vortex, it turns into meat paste and is transported into the inside of the devil's egg.

After about a few minutes, the devil's egg, which had expanded to a large enough size, opened its blood-red eyes that were usually closed.

The next second...

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The high-pressure psychic vortex that had been formed for a long time finally released its power.

In just an instant, this huge palace at the top of the hive world was completely turned into dust, as was everything within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

The core area of ​​the huge hive city was completely wiped off the map in less than 0.01 seconds.

But this is not the end.

The indescribable psychic storm vortex continued to sink into the core of the earth. In less than half a minute, the entire planet exploded from the inside. More magma than the ocean spewed out from the cracks and swallowed everything.

The screams and wails of hundreds of billions of people before death further stimulated the subspace.

If a psyker is present, countless souls can clearly be seen converging towards the Devil's Egg.

When the critical point was reached, a monster covered with twisted human faces was finally born.

He is so dark and profound, exuding selfishness, cruelty and evil from every pore.

"Hahahaha! This feeling... is simply great!"

Moscat, who succeeded in becoming a demon, laughed happily.

Because from this moment on, all actions related to evil and cruelty that occur in the material universe will become the source of its power.

In other words, like the evil gods and secondary gods in the subspace, he has changed from a mortal to some kind of abstract concept.

But the difference is that he did not lose himself, but retained his memory and personality completely.

Especially the corruption that has been carried out on the dark side of the empire for more than a hundred years, such as the trafficking of addictive drugs that has become completely rampant, and the slave business that helps planetary governors suppress uprisings of low-level civilians and engages in human trafficking, are all Jean Moscat has accumulated an influence that is unimaginable by ordinary people.

And these influences are now being continuously transformed into power projections in the subspace with the completion of the Demon Ascension Ceremony.

Although far less powerful than the most powerful evil gods such as Nurgle, Tzeentch, Khorne and Slaanesh, and perhaps even the gods of the Eldar, he is still considered the number one figure.

At least it is much more powerful than those demonic primitives who have taken refuge in the power of Chaos.

The most important thing is that his power seeds originate from the Baator Hell, so he shows an order that is completely opposite to the chaos of the subspace.

From the moment of its birth, the chaotic psychic storm around it quickly calmed down to form a large and stable realm.

Just when Moscat felt the powerful power he had after regaining his new life, Zuo Si's shimmering oil incarnation suddenly appeared behind him without any warning.

Before he could react, a big metal hand passed through his chest and tightly grasped the heart that evolved from the devil's egg and was also the source of its power.

This sudden change instantly caused Moscat's face to change drastically. He quickly turned his head and stared at the master he had been loyal to with eyes full of awe and fear. He asked in a trembling voice: "You...why are you here?"

"You don't think you can get rid of my control by secretly performing a demon-ascension ceremony, do you?

Or do you think I don’t know your little thoughts?

Don't be naive!

What do you think a devil's egg is?

A crystallization of evil and cruel souls?

No, that's just part of the truth I'm telling you.

Its true form is a small fragment from the ninth level of Baator Hell. "

Zuo Si pursed his lips and revealed the hidden part of the truth.

He knew very well that as his power continued to expand, Moscat's ambitions and desires would inevitably expand with it, and he would never willingly continue to be a pawn at his mercy.

So there have been tampering with Devil's Egg from the very beginning.

As a great devil favored by the will of the plane, Zuo Si's control over the ninth level of Baator Hell is overwhelming.

Not even Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, could strip away his rule over the ninth level as easily as he could seize the power of the lords of other levels.

This also means that the power of rules extending from a small fragment of hell is equally applicable even in another completely different universe.

Moscat didn't know this at all, so he thought that as long as he hid far enough, he could escape the surveillance and control of his master, and then complete his ascension to become a powerful evil entity in the subspace and gain freedom.

Little did they know that he was a pawn used by Zuo Si and the human emperor to fight against the evil god of subspace from the beginning, a proper tool man.

It's just that I don't know anything about it.

"This is impossible! I am already a demon! I have endless power! You cannot treat me as a slave like before!"

Moscat roared like crazy.

Because he couldn't accept that the plan he had worked hard for all his life ended up with this result.

Especially the act of sacrificing all his offspring just now looks like a clown.

Zuo Si smiled and responded: "Sorry, it's not up to you.

After all, I have spent so much time and energy just to wait for you to complete your demonic ascension and form a projection of order in the subspace to create a weapon that can kill the evil god.

Because only the power of order can touch their abstract chaotic nature.

Moreover, through your process of becoming a demon, I have also gained a better understanding of the hidden rules of the subspace and the physical universe.

I have to say, you really helped me a lot. "

"So all those previous promises were false? You were using and deceiving me from the beginning?"

Moscat was obviously extremely angry, and the surrounding realm set off waves of terrifying psychic storms, which continued to expand in all directions through the vortex formed previously, swallowing everything in the physical universe.

"Haha, don't you know that when dealing with a devil, especially a big devil, you should never believe anything that is not implemented in the contract? What's more, it seems that we have never signed any contract."

When saying these words, a creepy smile appeared on Zuo Si's face.

Although this incarnation is made of glittering oil and metal, and does not have even a trace of devil blood, the aura emanating from the soul can still make people feel the lawful evil from Baator Hell.

lie!

cheat!

Fool!

Bewitch!

All these are the devil's best tricks and he uses them to perfection.

"No! I'm not willing to do it! Since you don't leave me a way to live, let's die together."

Moscat immediately activated his power as the subspace demon, wanting to instantly detonate the psychic energy within the entire domain.

After all, the current location here is on the edge of the Great Rift in the Galaxy.

Once successful, you can immediately turn the passage connecting the subspace behind you into a small Eye of Terror.

Countless demons and subspace creatures will swarm out, causing a devastating blow to the dark side of the entire human empire, and even turning half of the galaxy into part of the subspace.

But just when the huge spiritual energy was gathered halfway, everything suddenly stopped.

To be precise, the heart formed by the devil's egg bloomed with bright and dazzling bloody runes.

These runes seemed to be alive, quickly extending from the surface of the heart to the metal arms, and injecting the huge spiritual energy absorbed into them.

"Want to hold someone on your back before you die?

Didn't you listen carefully to what I just said?

The Warp entity you have now is essentially an expansion and extension of the power of the Hellshard rules.

And I have undisputed dominion over it.

Now you better be my god-killing weapon. "

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si suddenly released a massive amount of two kinds of shimmering oil from his body, directly engulfing Moscat's entire body.

The latter cried out in despair in agony and fear.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!"

I saw that the huge subspace entity was completely eroded and dismantled from soul to body under the action of shimmering oil in a very short period of time, and then began to be reorganized in an extremely complex way.

After dozens of hours, Moscat finally disappeared completely after becoming a demon, and was replaced by a two-handed sword made of metal, bone and flesh.

Near the handle of the sword, there is a big blood-red eye that is constantly moving, looking extremely scary and scary.

And the surrounding subspace order field has completely shrunk into an abstract rule and force field covering the surface of the giant sword.

Looking at the weapon in his hand, Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, now even the last piece of the puzzle is finally completed. It's time to start a war that will burn the entire subspace. It's better to choose the day than to hit the sun, so let me use this passage to start the fight. The first shot of the counterattack."

As soon as he finished speaking, he directly gave an order to one of the expeditionary forces.

After a while, more than 500 planetary and satellite fortresses appeared nearby, spanning astronomical scale units.

Along with these super fortresses, there are densely packed and countless huge fleets, as well as a total of 40 billion troops equivalent to the total population of the current human empire.

Nearly one-twentieth of them are made up of clones of perfected Astartes warriors, and the rest are all various creations of New Phyrexia.

Such a terrifying and huge military force can completely sweep across the entire galaxy with a devastating force, sweeping the decaying human empire directly into the garbage heap of history.

But this is just the vanguard of Zuo Si's preparation for subspace war, not all.

"Kane on top! I...what did I see?!!"

A trembling voice suddenly broke the silence.

Following the direction of the sound, it can be clearly seen that the Eldar woman who was given to Moscat as a gift did not die in the disaster of the planet explosion. Instead, she successfully released a psychic shield to wrap herself up. Hiding on a land containing air.

It is easy to see from the shocked and disbelieving expression on her face that she was completely frightened by the huge expedition fleet that suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of her.

Because even in the most powerful golden age of mankind, it was absolutely impossible to have such a powerful military force.

Otherwise, the Eldar might have perished before even waiting for Slaanesh to be born.

But the problem is that this terrifying fleet is right in front of you, and it is still pouring into the subspace through the vortex in an orderly manner.

The battleships at the forefront have already begun to engage in firefights with the demons emerging from the chaos.

Violent explosions and high-energy particle weapons continue to shine with dazzling light.

There is no doubt that the clarion call for counterattack has been officially sounded from this moment on.

In the face of the overwhelming firepower of the fleet, the endless demon army was quickly torn into pieces.

Even if there are a handful of people who successfully break into a battleship or planetary fortress, they will be quickly killed by the legionnaires who are waiting for them, and their bodies and souls will quickly become part of the expeditionary force under the infection of the glittering oil.

The most important thing is that it is not difficult to see from the number of demons that emerged that none of these fleets and planetary fortresses are equipped with Geller position generators. It is obvious that they are going directly to cause trouble.

Is the Imperium of Man declaring war on the entire Warp? !

An idea came to the mind of the Eldest woman that even she couldn't believe.

But before her brain could recover from the shock, she saw that the metal humanoid life that had been standing in the center of the whirlpool and killed Moscat suddenly disappeared, and then she heard a voice in her ears.

"Huh? I didn't expect there is a survivor here. If you don't mind, can you tell me how you, as an Eldar, appeared on the human planet?"

You must know that the body and emotions of the Eldar are originally much more sensitive than humans.

So the moment this Eldar woman was stimulated, her muscles all over her body tensed up. At the same time, she felt the urge to urinate and shivered uncontrollably. She quickly turned around and looked at Zuo Si, who was completely made of metal and shiny oil. , eyes filled with strong awe and fear.

After all, she saw with her own eyes that Moscat, who had been promoted to a secondary subspace evil god, was easily manipulated by the opponent like a plaything.

In the face of such an existence, any resistance or attempt to escape is futile.

"You seem to be scared and nervous? Relax, I am not a subspace evil god, nor am I one of those extremely racist high-level officials of the human empire. I will not do anything to you."

As he spoke, Zuo Si's big cold hands gently touched the slender and thin woman in front of him.

Since the body structure within the Eldar is completely different, they have an average height of about two meters, but not much muscle can be seen. Even a fully armed warrior generally weighs only sixty kilograms, which is one hundred and twenty kilograms.

But the interesting thing is that they are not as skinny as humans of the same weight and are unlikely to have breasts and butts.

Quite the opposite!

The body curves of both men and women are quite in line with human aesthetics.

Especially the one in front of me, it was obviously chosen and left here on purpose.

Perhaps he was underage or was born short, only about 1.75 meters tall, and his eyes shone with subspace spiritual energy.

But this is nothing to be alarmed about.

Because compared to human society, psychics are rare animals. Just from the name, it can be seen that the Eldar are a race in which all people have psychic talents.

They use their psychic powers to enhance their strength, agility, and reaction speed.

In the eyes of warriors like the Screaming Banshee, who are known for their agility and speed, even the Astartes' movements are as slow and clumsy as those of the orcs.

"You...who are you?"

Feeling the cold hands slowly scratching across her skin, the Eldest woman was covered in goosebumps from head to toe. The excitement mixed with tension, fear and coldness made her even feel helpless. The pleasure that can be described in words.

No way, this is a side effect of a sensitive body.

Even if you try your best to exercise restraint and self-discipline, you can only provide a slight relief, but cannot truly eradicate it.

"You can call me Soth."

Zuo Si directly stated his name, his eyes as if he had discovered a fun pet or toy.

After all, the last time I came into contact with the Eldar was the conversation with "Princess Regent" Evelyn.

Considering the current alliance between the Death Army and the Empire, it was really hard for him to take action directly.

"Thos? You...you are the monster in the Bottas sector!"

The Spirit Race woman's pupils suddenly dilated, and she subconsciously stepped back.

Because unlike the extremely xenophobic human empire, the area ruled by Zuo Si not only allows other alien races to come to engage in trade activities, but also allows them to settle on the surface of the planet.

Especially the Tau tribe, which has fully embraced the Shimmering Oil, currently has a population of almost 15 billion in the Bottas sector.

The Eldar's pirate ships would occasionally supply and purchase goods here, and sell some of the valuable items they had stolen.

Therefore, Zuo Si's name has long spread to most of the galaxy with the prosperity of trade.

The most important thing is that the Botas Sector is already recognized as the safest place in the entire galaxy. No force dares to approach easily, not even the Chaos Demons of subspace.

Because for more than a hundred years, whether it was pirates, green-skinned orcs, Tyranids, or Astartes and demonic armies who had surrendered to the Chaos God, they had all tried to launch an invasion.

On several occasions, psykers hidden in the crowd were directly used to directly open subspace channels.

But the result was that they were suppressed mercilessly before they succeeded in creating large-scale massacre and chaos.

Even the Chaos Astartes legions led by the Daemon Primarch were no exception.

The reaction speed is far beyond the limit that anyone can imagine, and Zuo Si himself can instantly appear anywhere on any planet within the scope of his rule.

Because it showed overwhelming power throughout the process, and it is still unclear what the incarnation of Shimmering Oil, which is covered in metal from head to toe, is, the Eldar gave it the nickname "Bottas Sector" monster".

Zuo Si obviously didn't care about this, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, it's me. Although I personally prefer the title of God of All Machines. But it doesn't matter, it's not just a title anyway."

"Why are you here? And with such a huge legion?"

The Eldar woman continued to ask in a hurried tone.

She desperately wanted to know what shocking secret was hidden behind all this, and what would be the future for herself and the entire Eldar clan.

"Ah, if you are referring to the fleets pouring into the subspace behind you, of course it is to start a war that will burn the entire subspace.

After all, the four evil gods Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh have come to trouble me more than once. I have to show something, right?

Otherwise, others might think that I am afraid of them.

What's more, I've always been a very vindictive person.

Since they won't let me live in peace, no one can live in peace and just lift the table.

Next I will turn the entire warp upside down. "

Zuo Si said something in a half-joking tone that made the other party feel creepy.

Because his attitude and tone were too relaxed, as if he was not declaring war on the four most powerful evil gods in subspace, but going out for a picnic.

madman!

This guy is a complete lunatic!

The Eldest woman felt a chill running from the soles of her feet to her Tianling cap.

Because in this world, only the four evil gods of chaos have ever been able to lift the table, and no one has ever dared to lift their table.

Even the fifth evil god, the human emperor, who is about to become a demon in the eyes of other races, is no exception.

But now, a mysterious being of unknown origin actually dares to take the initiative to launch an attack on the subspace, and its attack is unprecedented and unprecedented.

Eldar women could not imagine what kind of impact this war would have on the already crisis-ridden galaxy.

She even completely lost the ability to speak, and just stood there stupidly watching the expeditionary forces enter the passage one after another, building one attack group after another with the planetary fortress as the core.

…

"Come on! Kill all these mortals!"

"Hahahaha! I will make them bleed into rivers!"

"The great God of War protects us! Take out their hearts! Cut off their heads!"

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"

Along with the hoarse roar of the Khorne demonic army, fierce hand-to-hand combat began inside the warships one after another.

Due to the blessing of the evil god of the warp, these violent and cruel demons were almost completely immune to damage from long-range weapons that were not powerful enough, and rushed directly to strangle the cloned Astartes.

In just one encounter in one of the battleships, more than thousands of people from both sides fell.

There are no fancy skills, just the collision between iron and blood, strength and strength.

"Kill, kill, kill! I want to drink more blood!"

A big demon with four horns on his head, holding two serrated axes, and a bunch of tattered wings behind him rushed into the crowd and activated the unparalleled mode.

In just one minute, more than a dozen enhanced versions of the Perfected Astartes were chopped into pieces.

Yes, this is not an exaggerated adjective, but a very appropriate description.

The protective force fields and ceramite armor plates on their bodies that could withstand high-energy weapons did not play any defensive role at all, and they were easily cut open like cubes of tofu.

The terrifying swing speed of the double axes is like a meat grinder, crushing anything within the attack radius.

This great demon of Khorne is none other than the famous Skarbrand, also known as the Wrath Reaper, Blood Drinker, Red Loyalty, and the Strongest Sandbag. He is known as the strongest great demon under Khorne. , at least it used to be...

At the same time, he is also the only madman who dares to swing his weapon at his boss Khorne after killing Red Eye.

What's even more outrageous is that he actually caused harm to the Blood God. Even though it was just a trivial crack in the armor, it was enough to prove that his bloodthirsty level was far higher than that of other big demons.

But now, since all thoughts and reason were wiped out because of killing Khorne, he has become a complete killing machine, and there are absolutely not many BBs when he can do it.

Such a terrifying enemy penetrated the entire defense line almost in an instant.

"Damn it! Stop him! Stop him! Don't let him get close to the command room!" a clone Astartes captain shouted at the top of his lungs.

Unfortunately, although his men tried their best to launch a siege, it was of no use to Skarbrand, who had already killed him.

Even a powerful Space Marine couldn't resist those two axes stained with blood and minced flesh.

But at this critical moment, a huge black shadow suddenly jumped out from the chaos of the surrounding subspace.

The next second...

Two beams of energy containing ultra-high temperature shot out from the eyes of this huge black shadow, instantly penetrating the armored shell of the battleship.

boom! ! ! ! !

With a deafening bang, he smashed directly into the inner cabin like a cannonball.

More than twenty Astartes were instantly crushed into meat pies, and more flew out from the damaged area and fell into the chaos.

Before the company commander could see clearly who the guy who suddenly broke in was, the latter grabbed Skarbrand and jumped out of the damaged gap.

The two began to struggle and fight on the chaotic battlefield in the subspace.

At its peak, the Great Daemon of Khorne could still fight the Black Shadow evenly with the power obtained from the Blood God.

But after just a few minutes, he began to feel unable to withstand this high-intensity confrontation. Even with the blessing of Khorne, it was of no avail, and eventually the wings behind him were snapped off with a click.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!"

The severe pain made Skarbrand couldn't help but scream. He opened his mouth and wanted to bite the opponent's shoulder to suck blood and vent his anger.

But what made him unbelievable was that his indestructible teeth only left two teeth marks on the other person's skin.

What a terrifying defensive power this is!

Even though the Archdemon has been stripped of his mind and sanity by Khorne, this does not mean that he is a fool or an idiot.

On the contrary, his intuition in combat has always been very keen, and he can sense which enemies will pose a threat to him and which will not.

Just when Skarbrand was stunned by this, the black shadow suddenly released huge energy, and then hit him in the face with a fist as big as a sandbag.

The destructive power of this strike was such that the strong horns of the demon were broken and shattered in an instant, and the entire skull was completely deformed, with flesh, blood, and brains mixed together and flying everywhere.

As for the body, it turned into a red afterimage and flew backwards.

All demons that stand in his way will be crushed into pulp.

Just when the demon army of Khorne was surprised that even a big demon like Skarbrand was easily defeated, the black shadow once again jumped into the middle of the demons and shot hot energy beams from his eyes. At the same time, he opened the bow with both hands and grabbed one. Throw it into the crowd.

Tens of thousands of demons rushed forward to suppress it, but they were all counterattacked without exception.

The ferocity and cruelty derived from biological instincts made the demons feel that the other party was more like a believer of their own boss, Khorne.

You don't need to ask to know that this invincible huge black shadow is the Doomsday created by Lex Luthor in Zuo Si's hands.

As a perfect killing machine that never tires, he is a natural fit for this battlefield where enemies are endless.

Zuo Si sent this guy here not only to test the limits of his power, but also to create obstacles for Khorne.

Because Doomsday has no thoughts and consciousness at all, and is completely driven by primitive instincts engraved in genes.

This also means that small actions such as Chaos Corruption are completely useless.

Either Khorne comes to fight him personally or seals him away, or he lets him kill all the Khorne Daemons unscrupulously.

Perhaps because of Skarbrand's disastrous defeat in full view of the public, the demonic army of Khorne, which had always been known for its bloodthirsty, madness, and brutality, actually began to retreat.

They suffered heavy casualties under the endless fire suppression of the fleet and the pursuit of Doomsday.

Especially the latter, since it can draw energy from nuclear explosions to continuously strengthen itself, there is nothing to worry about at all.

Once you find that its injury is too serious, just throw a bunch of nuclear warheads at it and it will be resurrected with full health in minutes.

Not only that, the more nuclear bombs you eat, the more powerful the destructive power will be.

Coupled with the subspace oil devouring the spiritual energy of the surrounding environment, its size began to become more and more exaggerated, and the elite bone spurs covering the surface of its body also turned into powerful spiritual weapons.

Obviously, it is not difficult to tell from the types of demons near the entrance of this vortex that the place leading here is Khorne's lair.

"Dear Blood God, I hope you like the gift I carefully prepared."

Watching the Doomsday chasing demon army disappear at the end of the endless subspace, Zuo Si raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a malicious smile.

Like blood, killing and destruction, right?

Then I will bring real destruction to your territory.

Anyway, even if this Doomsday is torn apart and destroyed by divine power, it can be resurrected again through the power of planeswalkers.

What's more, Zuo Si's body has long been eyeing the real Doomsday that was hidden in the two parallel worlds and was released after the explosion of Krypton.

When the time comes, pull him over and have some fun with Khorne.

Just when Zuo Si had fired the first shot, in the realm ruled by the human emperor on the other side of the subspace, countless cursed legions were also ready to go.

Even the withered figure sitting on the golden throne that had not moved for ten thousand years slowly raised his head and stared at the ceiling above his head.

It was as if his consciousness had passed through Terra's palace and even the distant starry sky, and saw the opened entrance next to the Great Rift in the Galaxy, as well as the ongoing fierce battle.

"The battle to determine the fate of mankind and the universe has begun! My son, are you ready to face the storm?"

Following violent psychic fluctuations, this voice suddenly echoed in the mind of Regent Robert Guilliman.

He was taking a short rest after the closing ceremony when he suddenly woke up. His huge body stood up from the chair, breathing heavily.

How is this going?

What just happened?

Is this you the father?

Robert Guilliman asked loudly in his mind.

Unfortunately, the human emperor did not give any answer. He just kept repeating these words, which seemed to be foreshadowing something.

At this moment, a leader of the state religion suddenly ran in from outside the door, shouting with excitement and fanaticism: "Praise the great God Emperor! Your Excellency the Regent, we have discovered a miracle, a new living saint."

"What? The new living saint!"

Robert Guilliman was suddenly stunned.

Because he had met Celestine and knew that the essence of the living saint was actually no different from those of the great demons under the evil gods of subspace. It was his genetic father who forcibly gave him incredible power by infusing powerful spiritual energy.

As a primarch who firmly believes that the truth of the Empire is the only one that can save mankind, he actually hates these "evil laws" of the subspace.

Especially when it comes to adding religious mystery to it.

What's more, not everyone can bear the emperor's power.

If ordinary people are exposed to too powerful psychic energy, they will soon burn up and turn into ashes.

To be precise, most of the living saints recognized within the empire are often short-lived.

They suddenly appeared on the battlefield and disappeared suddenly. It seemed like Celestine was the only one who could survive for a long time and turn the tide many times.

The leader of the state religion nodded without thinking: "Yes, he is a living saint.

According to the information sent back by the frontline soldiers, it seems to be a girl.

With just a wave of her hand, she can purify water sources polluted by Nurgle's plague and restore health and vitality to dying soldiers.

This is definitely something that only a living saint can do.

However, we cannot confirm her specific identity at the moment, but this is definitely good news for the ongoing plague war. "