The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 504 492. Ark of Evil Omen (1)

“Those who are willing to serve me will receive unimaginable power.

Those who are willing to obey me will become my divine choice.

People who are willing to spread disorder, chaos, war, and madness to this world in my name! Scream that disordered number loudly! That number does not have an accurate symbol or an accurate name. Just shout it out loud according to your inner thoughts! "

11 Chaos Doctrine, Final Chapter

In the center of the so-called Cambridge of the huge Ark of Omen, a five- to six-meter-tall demon prince sat on the throne, thinking about his next move.

The Dark Templar wears purple armor made of the flames of billions of souls. Standing next to him, others can hear the pain above and the wails of the souls. On top of his hands are a pair of psychic energy collectors eroded by Chaos, which he calls "Progress" and "Excellence".

Orega now looks like the Cthulhu god from the ancient myth of Earth, only more evil and terrifying. The flashing light in his eyes is full of ambition and anger, and the eight-pointed star carved on the chest of the armor proves his faith.

Orega has almost forgotten what he used to be like, and has almost forgotten the person he was tens of thousands of years ago.

What was he like tens of thousands of years ago?

He would never forget the praise he heard and the beautiful scenery he saw when he and Zeratul stood together.

At that time, he had his most loyal partners, the best equipment, his own teachers teaching him, and enthusiastic people welcoming them.

And looking from the powerful self of the present to the cowardly, ridiculous and naive self of the past, Orega did not want to miss that disgusting past, the past where he had to serve the weak.

Although he no longer has any subordinates who are loyal to him, only the Dark Templars who have mutated, the extremely barbaric Astartes who want to replace him at any time, the Chaos Demons and a large number of alien servants who will betray him at any time. . But he will never regret it, because this is exactly the way of chaos he pursues, disordered and free, and everyone can challenge whatever they want.

Now, wherever the troops led by Orega go, they will only bring killing and fear, blood and panic, and boundless panic and sorrow.

What wonderful music this is to the Demon Prince. He is like a gardener in this galaxy, eradicating those weak ones who should not remain in the garden of the gods, leaving only the strong ones.

The weak and incompetent soul of the past has died forever, and what is left now is the powerful, violent, and fearless demon prince!

Yes, this former Dark Templar didn't think there was anything wrong with what he had done before. Everything he did was for his race and the future of his race.

He didn't do anything wrong at all at first, and after he threw himself into the subspace and accepted the teachings of the gods, he felt that he had done more right.

Karai is originally a part of the subspace, just like their previous creators, so they should return to the camp of the subspace to cooperate with those beings in the subspace and work together to eliminate those who exist in the galaxy. to win a better future for Kale.

When he first glimpsed the cruelty in the galaxy, he immediately understood how ridiculous and useless Karai's previous insistence on purity and tolerance was. In this galaxy, relying on kindness and tolerance to accommodate more races is the stupidest choice. You can only use the blood and battle ax in your hands to make the other party disappear forever and become the smoke of the past, and let their land become a Kalai's land, let their blood become Kalai's sacrifice!

But what about those who are corrupted? Did they reject their own ideas and even expel themselves just because of the outdated rules established by the so-called elders tens of thousands of years ago? The laws of the past were simply wrong. In this galaxy where the jungle prevails, there are only choices between killing and being killed. There is no such thing as forgiveness and relaxation!

Did he do something wrong? He didn't! Look at this decadent and dark galaxy today. What kind of things are it ruling? Humanity once had the opportunity to integrate with subspace, but their leader was too weak and failed too much, and ultimately failed to lead mankind into the embrace of subspace!

And now, for the Kalais, their time is finally coming! In the past, Ada uglyly stole the fruit and took over the entire galaxy. With the help of the new great power of the subspace, those damn and disgusting bugs have died, and the despicable and ridiculous human beings have died. The civilization has also been destroyed. Now is the time for the eldest sons of God to rule the galaxy. It is time to swallow the fruit into the stomach that originally belonged to its owner!

What a good opportunity, what a good choice. As long as the Kalais are willing to cooperate with the gods, then the expectations of tens of millions of years can be realized at any time! Karai will once again rule the entire galaxy!

But what do those cowards say? Do they still think that this is wrong, that they should follow the words of the long-destroyed, cowardly god, continue to protect those lower species, and fulfill their natural responsibilities? !

It's ridiculous! ! They are the masters of all things, not the servants of all things! ! What a bullshit duty, those weak gods still insist on their own ideas after defeating the entire galaxy, and even do not hesitate to destroy the future of their own creations!

It's time to wake up, it's time to resist! It's time to break through the restrictions of those rules and regulations and throw yourself into the embrace of greatness, disorder, and freedom!

But before he can help the entire race to make a great evolution, he must first let those corrupt people in the parliament understand, let all his compatriots understand that the dark messenger is back!

And how can all his compatriots know such a great fact? Orega chose such a civilization, this one is called Tegris, a civilization as small as a stink bug.

This civilization was influenced by Kalai, and it also exuded the stench of caring for the weak. They have a lot of relationships with Kalai, and they also protect the descendants of the ancient enemy. Destroying such a civilization is the best propaganda book, thinking that those stubborn people announced and demonstrated the power of the warp!

All this is for their race, so that their race can be included in the great plan of the gods, so that their race can have a place in the future of the new galaxy drawn up by the gods.

Orega is ready to announce his return to everyone.