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Not long ago, Duanmu Huai had mocked these Chaos Evil Gods, laughing at them for being too weak in this new galaxy, unable to do anything themselves, and could only use some despicable means to make trouble for themselves. After all, they were just a group of cowards hiding in the subspace, and they could do nothing but plot and scheme.

So, he was really not surprised at his current situation.

Duanmu Huai stood up, and the power armor that was damaged in the battle with the Star God had been completely repaired. He raised his head and looked around. He was now in a dark, gloomy, and abandoned corridor. Under the searchlight, the entire steel corridor could be seen like a one-way lane leading to a cemetery.

The steel corridor in front of him flickered, revealing the starry sky outside, and then quickly returned to its original appearance. It seemed that the laws of physics had been distorted here, and the stench of the subspace filled the entire space. Duanmu Huai could even feel the shouts and screams from the subspace.

Well, he was now on a space wreck.

And once again, he didn't know which timeline he was thrown into.

However, Duanmu Huai was sure that this should be a timeline where the Chaos Evil God was relatively strong.

Hmm... what? Because I mocked them for being too weak in the original timeline, so they deliberately found a timeline when they were strong, intending to compete with me here?

Ah, I hate this.

Duanmu Huai sighed silently. He didn't like time travel. To put it bluntly, several time travels were forced. Duanmu Huai hated jumping around on the timeline the most. He didn't like this kind of influx. Whether it was the past, the future, or anything else...

But Duanmu Huai was not very worried, because he was also familiar with the timeline. He knew that if he was in the past, the timeline would not allow him to make major changes. For example, when they went to Terra, the timeline directly spit them back to their original place.

It's the same now.

If he really couldn't go back, Duanmu Huai would just kill his way into the Terra Palace or the Eye of Terror.

Anyway, there is always a way to force the timeline to spit him out.

But before that...

Duanmu Huai leaned against the wall with satisfaction, opened the system, and looked at the settlement.

After absorbing the Star God, Duanmu Huai's Old Ones finally reached the maximum level as he wished. This was Duanmu Huai's second priesthood that reached the maximum level. Like the God of Destruction, the skills of the Old Ones also changed after reaching the maximum level.

[Old One (LV20)]

[Obtained the special title - Source of Destruction]

[Source of Destruction bonus: Each pseudo-limb can cause 1D100 damage to the enemy]

[Majestic Aura upgraded to Unable to Look Directly]

[Loss of Sanity: Anyone who tries to look directly at the essence without permission will lose 1D10/1D100 sanity (will identification invalid)]

[Reality Stability: You have absorbed the fragments of the Star God and gained the authority to stabilize the order of reality. All order within a 500-meter radius centered on you will be stable and cannot be eroded/tainted/changed by existence other than you. The concept of "destruction" has the highest priority]

It should be said that he is worthy of being a Star God, the highest level of god in the sense of the physical universe.

Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders and sighed. Fortunately, he and the other party have the same authority, so he can break through the reality barrier of the Star God. Because in front of the same authority, the level of authority is meaningless, only the strength is considered. As it happens, destruction is one of the highest levels of authority. If you want to fight against Duanmu Huai's God of Destruction, I'm afraid only the authority of creation can be useful.

Of course, the most terrifying is the Old One who can even devour the Star God.

Duanmu Huai knew that during the ancient war, the Star Gods would devour each other, but he didn't know how those Star Gods ate each other... It should be different from himself, right?

Who cares.

Duanmu Huai strode forward, and the unstable physical rules of the space hulk became stable again in front of him. Those twisted, disappeared, and deflected forces returned to their original state. Duanmu Huai didn't know where to go, but it didn't matter. He would know as he walked. Anyway, the space hulk was just like that.

As for his little girl, Duanmu Huai was not worried. Long before the battle with the Star God, Duanmu Huai had told them what might happen - especially when he noticed that the chattering Smurf intervened in the situation here, Duanmu Huai had guessed that things would not be so simple.

Well, the facts are the same as he thought.

This guy really has no innovative spirit, and he only has a few tricks.

The whole cabin is extremely cold, and ice is everywhere. The gravity here is chaotic, and you can even see some strange things floating in the air, just like the floating debris in microgravity or zero gravity in many space movies-until Duanmu Huai arrived.

Gravity returned to this physical universe in an instant, the distorted subspace force was dispelled, and the debris suspended in the air fell to the ground, making a tinkling sound.

Oh, by the way, this damn place still has air.

But even so, Duanmuhuai did not take off his helmet. He just carried the war hammer as leisurely as if he was walking in his back garden. He didn't know what he was looking for, but Duanmu Huai knew that this space hulk was not currently in subspace, but in the physical universe, which meant that there should be something here...well, there was something.

In the dark shadow, white light emerged from inside, and then, beasts jumped out of the darkness. They opened their big mouths dripping with saliva and pounced towards Duanmuhuai!

The appearance of these subspace beasts is twisted and strange. They have no fur and their entire bodies look like skinned animals. Their claws are extremely sharp and their eyes are as big as snakes. This weird existence would make mortals panic just by looking at it. But for Duanmuhuai...

Vulnerable bastard.

Duanmu Huai once again took a careless step forward, and at the same time swung the war hammer in his hand like a bat. The roaring war hammer hit these subspace beasts without any hesitation, smashing them into pulp.

Warp Hounds of the Dark Elves.

Duanmuhuai didn't even need to look further to know what he had encountered, and this made his originally peaceful mood suddenly become excited.

Dark elves, ah, dark elves.

How much Duanmuhuai missed the screams and wails on the Comoros. The fragile flesh and blood of those black bean sprouts were crushed and destroyed in his own hands. Their wails full of wails were so sweet. Especially the joy of trampling their cubs under their feet and feeling their dying struggles...the fragile, incompetent, wailing and painful destruction and death!

Listen to the helpless and painful wails of the Dark Elves as Commorragh is destroyed in the Webway, engulfed in flames, and blown to pieces! How sweet that is! What joy! What joy!

Duanmu Huai still remembered that touch, the wonderful touch. When he reached out and stuffed his arms into the dark elf's body, he squeezed them hard, and then felt their internal organs being squeezed and broken, in the face of the huge power. The torn skin and muscles, and the wailing soul scream...! And the face and expression distorted by pain!

Well, this is really not in vain.

Duanmuhuai looked away, stretched out his tongue and licked his lower lip.

You can kill the black bean sprouts again.

He will enjoy this process.

All enemies of humanity deserve death.

No matter how many times it dies.

Duanmu Huai was not surprised that black bean sprouts appeared in the space hulk. These low-energy and despicable aliens were like jackals in the galaxy. Their favorite thing to do was to collect garbage everywhere. Large pieces of garbage like space hulks will naturally attract the attention of these despicable lower creatures.

Of course, human pirate groups also like to hunt for treasure in space hulks, but Duanmu Huai obviously doesn't think there is anything wrong with doing so.

The difference between a dog and a rag collector is very obvious.

No matter how miserable the rag collector is, he is still one of our own.

As for the dog?

That's another story.

"………………"

Duanmu Huai's expression moved slightly, and he heard the sound.

Gunshots, roars.

Something is fighting.

just in front.

Duanmuhuai continued to move forward. He walked through the corridor and came to a nearby warehouse. Then Duanmu Huai reached out his hand and pushed open the locked door.

Gunshots and shadows rushed towards him at the same time.

The bomb shot out from the darkness behind, hit Duanmu Huai's power armor, and then bounced away. But Duanmu Huai didn't even care about this trivial matter. He just stared ahead, staring at the dark figure in front of him. That slender, slender, fragile, exciting... dark elf!

The violent killing intent broke out instantly, as if it had turned into substance and even the air froze. Duanmu Huai stretched out his hand and grabbed the dark elf rushing toward him. Its head penetrated its skull with his fingers, and then Duanmu Huai clenched his right hand hard - the dark elf's head shattered like a balloon in his palm, and its body trembled a few times like a nerve reflex, and then died. There was movement.

Duanmuhuai threw away the body in his hand, which fell to the ground with a "bang" sound. But Duanmuhuai didn't even look at the ugly alien corpse. He raised his head and looked forward.

There, stood a giant, wearing a black battle armor, inlaid with a meticulously maintained ornate nameplate and the skeleton gears of the Foreign Order. He held a bolter in his hand and a warhammer slung behind his back. The Book of Holy Scripture affixed to the surface of his armor demonstrates the warrior's devotion and faith.

That's an Astartes.