In Warhammer, I am Ultraman Noah

People quickly dispersed and went about their own business.

I don't know what the Emperor will do to Luluta, but he will probably leave her alive to study how the greenskin's abilities are twisted and cunning.

Quack has been pestering Little John recently, because Gorgat has to go to work every day. As the governor of Second Terra, he has to learn to manage seven million people and deal with the local high-ranking officials of Durya.

So much so that Little John has been sleeping with Quack these days, not worrying at all that Quack will accidentally eat him in his dreams.

When Ryan expressed this concern, Korz claimed that Quack's stomach acid might directly activate Little John's light power, drive the ability to resonate from the Raven gene seed, and then tear Quack's body out from the inside with terrible power.

On the one hand, this is Korz's confidence in himself inherited from the Raven Primarch Korvus, and on the other hand, the other two Agitos have been able to fight Ikaros two-on-one, and Little John will have this power sooner or later, so there is no need to worry about his safety.

Besides, there is a white angel named Promis running around from time to time, so there is nothing to worry about.

So Ryan left with peace of mind. He felt sleepy for the first time in a long time. Is Noah finally going to summon him?

Sinking into a dream, this feeling is very much like entering the warp.

For the people in the Warhammer universe, is the warp their dream? It's just nightmares.

Maka's answer didn't sound self-deprecating. I am actually a very stubborn old man. I hope that humans can overcome fate with their own strength.

I could only watch Ultraman rushing back with the army of heaven, all the way to the palace of Tzeentch in the Well of Eternity.

A strange tone interrupted the conversation between the throne and Maka.

In the back, there was only a corpse that crawled up from under the Golden Emperor and came to greet me.

"Stupid, he forgot that there is no god out there."

"They are from the past, even if they are gods, the evil they have done is nothing compared to you. He once killed an entire planet of humans, uh hahahaha——"

"Ah, that body, too little Titan's body is used, how to adapt to human joints. Throne Will, it's a pity that he has a way to suppress the Golden Emperor for you, if not, Noah can retreat into that world more slowly."

The creaking sound of the upper jaw opening and closing was accompanied by Maka's voice:

Tzeentch laughed and clapped his hands, shouting:

The icy heat of the golden sun as a guide was also cooled, and it was no longer so chaotic.

"It's bad, don't do it. The green fat man got his butt burned by him, but you want to be hurt by him." Tzeentch waved his hand, "You are here to negotiate. It doesn't matter if they die, you want to see a more boring future anyway. For example, Xesus, that's the name."

"Magic Mark Ryan? Hero Ryan!"

The throne was also in a low mood, and wanted to rush over and beat up the riddle man first. Even if everything was in his plan, but the beating did happen, which was a loss.

Tzeentch smiled and said that no matter how the legends of humans change, these beings holding flaming holy swords are still like this.

The throne floated towards the huge column of light until he could vaguely see a human figure composed of illusory light flows, watching him.

This is the situation after seeing it, let Ultraman play with it first, and solve Tzeentch's strange habits by the way.

Ultraman roared wildly, not at all like the gentle and warm image of the later, but more like a berserker.

"This is a war after the gods. Fighting in the conceptual sense does not match him now. You are just humans, and you look bad from the outside."

"I want to ask you why you carved these rebellious sons. You just want to beat us now."

"Young Master Ryan" lit the small door of the kingdom of God, and several Maka-class Titans roaring with heavy breath condensed from it. I don't know if they are the ones lost in the ten thousand year war.

Baibai God and even Hu Biao can communicate, tell me what to do, and help me.

I feel that the incomplete light particles are scattered along the gap where Noah retreated into the subspace, and I can vaguely see some pictures inside these light particles.

Ten thousand troops rushed and entangled with the demons of Tzeentch, and Pu Hu Biaoming himself came to the essence of Tzeentch. The two wisdoms entangled together, and the battle under their concepts is not a way that the current throne can understand.

"You agree, you originally had a sense of foreseeing a boring future. But now, new changes have given rise to an endless future. Throne Will~ and, the cursed~"

In the endless void, the silver light that penetrated the sky and the earth has not become more and more intense, shining much less than before.

The soul of the throne roared, but made no sound.

The throne focused its attention and looked around the emperor. There were still some psychic sculptures scattered around. They did not look like the original bodies, but an older human.

There were countless scriptures with subjective opinions scattered around, engraved in various places in space. They were the embodiment of the wisdom of any life in any time and space. Now they have turned into rule weapons and collided with each other.

In the light of Noah, the juvenile form of Nai John released a layered storm, raised his arms, and the light that was clearer than the chaotic lightning split the time and space, and turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Tzeentch.

The knights of the Kingdom of Kings, wearing heavy golden armor and riding horses transformed from golden clouds, roared out and charged with our monarch.

Tzeentch's body was penetrated by cascading storms, but the bad image was not harmed in any way. He should have arrived here in his true form, but gathered some subspace energy to manifest his will.

The throne rushed down, but found that I could not leave the range of Noah's light. Essentially, I was still outside my dream, and inside the light was the real subspace.

After the Well of Eternity, Tzeentch's palace collapsed. Blue behemoths of unknown species hid in the clouds and mist, fighting with angels that had not yet completely burned to red. There were countless phantoms of sages of philosophy and science, and even Part of the wisdom of a few foreigners, and even the young Hu Biao, inevitably appeared in these clouds and argued with each other.

However, the phantom of Young Master Ryan, who was standing next to Maka's corpse, had not yet raised his cane and pointed at the illusory god.

When I came to the throne and took a closer look, my body suddenly stopped. I was able to float back again, and I could only feel the gaze of this purest light on the spot.

The golden sword in His hand condensed out, burning with the most ancient flame, stealing the cause of wisdom.

Ma Ka, the only one at the scene who could interpret the battle situation, comforted Hu Biao that he must be worried. As soon as the throne wakes up, the battle will begin.

Naihu Biaoming's body kept moving towards Noah, but he always arrived at the reality of this beam of light.

Tzeentch didn't have the so-called airs of the Seven Gods of Chaos, and his tone was calm, just like a familiar friend, which was appreciated at all.

I slowly gathered my mind and got rid of Tzeentch's thoughts. Looking at these constructed scenes, the giants of light who originally protected human beings let out hateful little smiles and ended up destroying cities and killing humans.

Throne asked tentatively, and Maka nodded, his head almost falling out from under his spine, which had no muscles attached to it.

"There is no need to worry. Puhu Biaoming will also be injured. At this moment, except for the two of them, all the demons, the army of heaven, and even these Titans are false. That is extended from his dream Subspace Interface, that battle was just like the weapons drill the coaches did after the game. Everything didn't really happen. At least they did fight very smoothly. Both sides of the battle were worried that they were the big ones. You can strangle the enemy with your heart, and you can't let go."

"It's a bad idea, and so are you, wisdom itself."

This was so fascinating that when the human shouts turned into cries, the throne almost reacted.

"I want to look at you with that look. Cursed one, even Magnus, how do I listen to you, and you have a bad temper, how do you control me. Speaking of which, I still hate him very much, and want to make you Let me get in touch with him again.”

"Oh, I am also one of the fire thieves, wisdom, hehe, I am wisdom itself!"

The future described by the Fateweaver is exactly the same as the past, and all the feelings are understood by him.

At this moment, Throne seemed to have been brought into the bodies of these giants of light, immersed in real scenes, and experienced the surging power of Xexus and the voices of the people.

The damage caused by those giants was greater than any enemy in the past. The resistance of any human empire was in vain. Even this blue-gold figure wielding a flaming sword and using his body to resist the light was gradually overwhelmed. .

"Tzeentch."

It is commonly known that the emotional threshold is low and requires more exciting gameplay.

Hmm - is this the relic left by Noah, being challenged by another Xexus?

"Perhaps it's because he waited so long," Throne comforted, "Did he not have you? You help him find all the other sons. Humanity will have another small expedition, and no matter who I am, you will take care of me."

"Wait, wait a minute! They are crazy, you are just a shadow, are they going to start a war between gods!"

At that moment, the golden door of heaven had not yet opened. In this promised land, God’s king was going to defeat the evil god.

Why does this idiot look so similar, Zeta?

"Hmm~ Seven thousand boys, after all, your universe is too far away. The problem is small. Noah has the ability to travel through time. Even if that universe is out of control, as long as you can persist until seven thousand years ago, you can Reversing everything."

"Throne Will, he can predict that your abilities are not that weak. The empire of mankind is decayed, dilapidated, and dark, and its evil is worse than Chaos itself. They are giants of light, destroying what the false emperor established The establishment of a false kingdom and the kingdom of light they know is the smallest change that has ever happened in the history of that universe!"

At the last moment, the eight-winged red-gold wings spread out, and the white robe turned into golden flames, bathing the god's body in radiance. The fire angel, the lower god Venerable Puotman, descended.

"Oh my, you have to be so bad-tempered. You really hate people with bad tempers. This red guy sits under his skull and bearded hair all day long, moving around, but let his hands chop him off every day, which is exactly the same as being beaten. The Curse looks a lot like that.”

A hot voice came, and the angel with white robes and wings appeared behind the body of Tzeentch's cloud and mist, and slapped him away, knocking away the mouth that was telling the so-called change.

No, only unknown changes that are beyond your control will make you excited.

Maka's tone became more intense, and the nearby statue connecting the Golden Emperor and Noah exploded, as if a wizard wearing an old robe really came to Maka's side.

But Little John is more direct. Among all the Chaos Gods, Tzeentch is the one who needs to be talked to most.

And without any verbal response, Ultraman charged forward. In front of him, the Kingdom of God spread out in the sky, and the two-winged angels sang hymns. Although they all had different shapes, some of them had humanoid forms. .

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Tzeentch smiled wildly, and the clouds rolled up, sucking Ultraman into them.

Hu Biao, who had just used "Young Master Ruian" to summon the Cursed Maca Titan, spoke in a wonderful and surprising tone, suggesting that the Throne should intervene in the God War.

The corpse made a sympathetic voice, but the tone was more cold and affectionate.

Therefore, Tzeentch will not be harmed at this time, but there is no way to interfere with the external sense.

A giant that resembled the first generation and a pale blue Hanhan hurriedly dodged attacks from behind on the desolate planet surface, and were chased and beaten by the orange-gold Nai Little John.

Throne wants to rub his eyes, because I just saw a green-skinned man wearing glasses knock down eight Eldar!

Oh my God, that must be the greenskin chosen by Tzeentch. If so, that scene would be too disturbing.

There is no embarrassment in the throne. At this time, I am in the form of Hu Biaoming, and there is no change in my expression. I said:

"Yes, you are just 'human beings'!" Hu Biao emphasized, looking at his silver body and Maka's corpse, "But he is no different from a god now!"

As Tzeentch spoke, the clouds behind him gathered, and several small giants of light floated under the cities of the human empire. They defeated countless demonic aliens and accepted the praise of humans in the sunshine.

Little John Nai looked back and saw that in the area where Noah's light could not reach, huge blue clouds and mist were piled up, and terrible thunderstorms broke out in them, tearing the clouds and mist into an abominable evil god that was constantly changing. body.

Noah, on the other hand, only gave himself strength, but never responded.

Only by not taking the risk of triggering these controllable changes can your heart feel joyful for a long time.

"It hasn't been long since Noah retreated into the subspace?"

The throne took the initiative to transform into the child form of Little John in the dream. The same thing is that the golden pattern of the changing ring is missing from the waist. It does not directly materialize the belt, but is combined with the patterns on the body. It is more beautiful and does not give people an abrupt feeling.

Tzeentch's tone finally lost any trace of panic, but the excitement hidden in his heart became increasingly low.

"Noah, tell you what exactly you need to do!"

God is not dead, but must worry about Puhu Biaoming's safety.