Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation

  Chapter 519 The Prince of Demons-Cherubel (for subscription)

  He is the messenger of death.

   is the entity of the Holy Emperor's will to destroy.

  He was born out of the technology of killing created by a great leader.

   Perfected in the hands of another great leader.

  Born to kill, to destroy, but also to protect.

  From Macragge to Alien Universe, he brought war and despair to those alien worlds.

  The fire of destruction was poured on the heads of those heretics.

   Every world that dared to violate the will of the Holy Emperor was burned to ashes by him and turned into scorched earth.

  In the name of the Holy Emperor, grant death to those living beings.

   There is no forgiveness, no relief, only endless responsibilities, only endless killing.

  At this moment, he is walking among endless death.

  Corps filled every corner as far as the eye could see.

  Gaochuan collapsed, and the mountains in the distance were bleeding.

  The subspace energy raged in the ruins, turning into countless radiance with murderous intent.

   Extraordinary weapons containing terrifying fluctuations were left on the battlefield.

  The energy contained in it shocked even Calgar.

  If it is activated without an anti-subspace suppression device, it is enough to easily destroy a whole world.

  Such weapons are very precious in those extraordinary civilizations.

   Now it is treated as garbage and thrown here at will.

   Calgar looked around, and there were scenes like this everywhere.

  In a more distant place, one suspended palace after another is disintegrating, and the wreckage hits the ground with flames, setting off bursts of big explosions.

  The hilt of a broken sword towered into the clouds, thousands of miles high.

  The corpses are everywhere, and some of them are giants lying on the ground like mountains.

  The gods fell, and all living beings died.

  Like the destruction he brought to those worlds.

  He walked alone on the battlefield.

  The earth is full of cracks, and the scorched earth spreads for thousands of miles.

  A world has been destroyed, without a trace of life, completely destroyed.

   "What's going on here!" Calgar looked into the distance with serious eyes.

   No one answered him.

  There are no living things here, only dead bodies.

   Not even demons and ghosts exist, only absolute silence.

  Only corpses and beacon smoke accompany him.

   Calgar stepped forward.

   Ashes of war fell from the sky and covered the earth.

   Calgar stepped on the corpse with every foot, and his heavy boots stepped on the flesh.

   There was a cracking sound when the bones were trampled and broken, mixed with the heavy footsteps of flesh and blood being trampled, it became the only sound on the battlefield.

   Calgar removes his helmet.

   There is a slight smell of poison and subspace in the air.

  Powerful organs can filter these harmful substances, allowing him to walk in this world without barriers.

   "Is this the illusion brought to me by that sword?"

   Calgar did not forget what he experienced when he fell.

   While beheading the nine creatures, he was ambushed.

  The rusty sword of terrifying power pierced him.

  Even if he got four stages of original cast strengthening and a set of the most powerful armor in the empire, he still couldn't block the rusty sword.

   It was pierced like a prickly tofu.

   caused unimaginable harm to him.

   There is nothing unusual about this.

  The subspace contains countless secrets.

  In the boundless eternity, countless universes and eras are buried.

  The history of mankind is nothing in it!

  It is normal for that rusty sword to hurt him.

   It's just that he couldn't figure out why he was here.

  If he is not dead, he should stay in the medical room.

  If he died, he should return to the kingdom of the Holy Emperor instead of wandering here.

"If you want to use such a scene to make me succumb, then you are wrong. Even if I stay here for tens of thousands of years, I will never waver in my loyalty and what I stick to. We Having defeated you, this universe of the heavens will belong to mankind."

   Calgar shouted to the sky.

  He was as angry as ever.

   To the enemies of humanity, to those who dare stand in the way of the Empire.

  His voice echoed on the battlefield, rumbling, shaking the world.

  Firm belief and supreme belief give strength to the voice.

  It broke the field that trapped Calgar.

  The battlefield where Calgar was located was shattered like glass.

   Kacha Kacha, terrible cracks appeared in the sky.

   Then it exploded with a bang, and countless fragments flew out.

  One of the shards flew towards Calgar. He sideways avoided the sharp edge of the shard, but his cheek was scratched by the end.

  Flesh and blood that has been strengthened by the fourth level has a terrifying defensive power, but this fragment scratched his face.

  When Calgar looked forward again, the ancient battlefield had disappeared.

  He stood in a new place.

  The dense darkness submerged the place three meters away from him.

  Even the armored detection instruments couldn't penetrate the dense darkness.

   Realizing the crisis, Calgar activated his power gauntlet, and the jumping arc immediately covered the glove.

  The faint blue light illuminates the outline in the distance.

  The darkness is like a living thing, wriggling at the edge of the light.

  A blood-stained woman in white clothes stood on the edge of the light and turned her back to him.

  The long hair that was glued together with blood was hanging on the back of the woman's head.

   That head was broken off, hanging on one side.

   At the woman's feet are countless corpses lying on the ground.

   A small amount of flesh and tendons connected the head so that it did not fall off.

   Countless lines of evil curses are spreading along the woman.

   Weird laughter sounded from all directions, full of ominous and resentment.

   "Human Emperor is dead, and the road ahead is cut off! There is no way to survive, and the end of the Dharma is coming!"

  A mournful voice echoed continuously, full of pain and madness.

  Like a crazy woman whispering.

   "Where is this?" Calgar yelled and roared at the weird woman.

   "Human Emperor is dead, and the road ahead is cut off! There is no way to survive, and the end of the Dharma is coming!"

  The woman didn't look back, and there was no response.

  There is only a **** figure with a severed head and a strange whisper echoing in the darkness.

   All kinds of curse patterns are intertwined, forming a huge cage in the darkness.

   Calgar's army invaded universe 04. Even if they don't have a deep understanding of subspace, they still know the horror of extraordinary civilization.

  If these curse lines are intertwined, my fate will never be better than those corpses under that strange corpse.

   Calgar rushed up.

  He growled and wanted to tear the opponent apart.

   However, there is always a distance of five meters between them. No matter how he runs, the distance between the two parties is as unbridgeable as some kind of gap.

  The woman with severed head always stands on the edge of light.

   "Human Emperor is dead, and the road ahead is cut off! There is no way to survive, and the end of the Dharma is coming!"

   That bleak, hopeless voice repeated over and over again.

   Calgar couldn't get closer to the opponent.

  He stood where he was, sizing up the other party's existence.

  The woman keeps her back to him.

   Judging from the clothing and body shape, the other party is definitely a human being.

  Even if the head is broken, there is still a kind of proud temperament.

  Before he was alive, there must have been someone who held the supreme power and could suppress and kill endless powerful enemies with one hand.

  Calgar learned from his genetic father and other sages that universe 04 has some past.

  The current No. 04 universe is just a fragment of the glory of the past, and the civilization he annihilated is even more of a fragment of fragments, which is not the same concept as the extraordinary civilization that was so brilliant that it was unimaginable in the past.

  The rusty sword is obviously a weapon left over from the peak of that extraordinary civilization.

  It has been passed down for an unknown number of years, and it may even have experienced many times of terrible reincarnation of the collapse and destruction of the universe, and it exists to this day.

  The sword body will be rusted.

  Compared with the empire, this civilization is really too old to imagine.

   Yet there is nothing eternal in the heavens.

   No matter how brilliant it was, it had been ruined, and only a few fragments were found by those creatures.

   Those curse patterns are still intertwined.

  Like rattan, woven into a huge cage by a pair of invisible hands.

   Calgar felt inexplicably weak.

   It seemed like the place was slowly draining his power.

   "Am I really going to die here?" Calga raised his hand, a thought of relief emerged in his heart.

  Is the eternal duty and oath coming to an end here?

  I also have to fall into the real nothingness like those nightmares who were killed by the soulless blade.

  For a fighter, if this is the case, it can be regarded as a just right ending.

   "Responsible." Calgar hadn't finished the last word.

  The rays of light are like countless destructive spears, piercing down from the darkness above.

   Dazzling, like a sun.

  In an instant, countless darkness was pierced, and a path was opened.

  A giant beyond imagination appears in the dark world.

  His body is so huge.

  Just stretching out an arm, it's like a towering mountain.

  The planets are like toys in His hands, and even the sun will be played in His hands.

   He uttered a voice, deafening, resounding through heaven and earth, over the desolate murmur.

   "Calgar."

   The deafening voice echoed billions of times, as if countless creatures were repeating her words.

  The head far away in the sky is slightly lowered, and the shining eyes are so sharp, as if two groups of flames are burning.

  All darkness is broken.

  The weird lines were shattered like glass.

  He is the supreme being in this space, and His will is everything.

  When He whispered, the world trembled, and the endless eternal sound echoed through eternity.

  It seems that all human beings are calling him with one voice.

   Calgar looked at the head in the sky, he was dumbfounded.

  The familiar face made him kneel down.

  In all the heavens and universes, the time and space of all ages, there is only one person worthy of his devotion.

   "Your Majesty," Calga shouted.

  His eyes shed tears uncontrollably, flowing wantonly along his face full of vicissitudes of time.

   "It's time to go back, you still have unfinished duties."

   Hundreds of millions of voices exploded in Calgar's mind.

  Includes everyone he knows, and everyone he doesn't know.

  There are dead heroes and newborn children.

   They were all speaking together, shouting the same words as their lord.

   In a sense, human beings are a whole.

  They are individuals and part of a whole.

   Dazzling light enveloped Calgar.

   Let his body full of strength again.

  The big hand that covered the sky and the sun fell from the sky, lifting Calgar out of the endless dark world.

  Through the gap between the fingers, Calgar saw the dark world below.

  Countless ominous and weird lines are intertwined on the darkness, like some kind of cage.

   Calgar knew that if the Holy Emperor hadn't acted, he would also be lost in this strange darkness and fall into eternal nothingness.

  The sea of ​​darkness is boiling, sweeping up like waves, turning into huge waves trying to catch the fleeing prey.

   Countless cries came from the darkness, mournful and miserable.

   Yet the darkness was driven out, and the cry could not pierce the voices of a million shouts.

   Calgar was pushed out of the darkness by the giant hand all the way, and the light became more and more intense.

  It was so strong that Calgar had to close his eyes to prevent himself from being burned.

   When he noticed that the light had weakened and opened his eyes again, what he saw was no longer the towering giant who could hold the planet between his fingers.

   Instead, bright operating room lights.

   "Target has awoken from a coma."

   "The life data is normal, and the Empire Heart system has started self-repair."

   "Praise the great holy emperor, he is alive, and the strengthening of the five stages still needs to be observed for a while."

  A mechanical voice reached Calgar's ear from one side.

   Calgar is confused about his situation.

  He wants to turn over or turn his head to check his surroundings.

  But I found that I couldn't control even one finger.

   Can't even speak.

   Calgar just looked at the lights of the operating room above his head, trying to recall everything he had experienced.

  However, soon, waves of exhaustion hit.

   His mind was slowly going to sleep.

  The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier.

   Calgar tried to resist the sleepiness, but it was useless.

   After a while, he tilted his head and fell asleep completely.

   Several mechanical priests pushed him to the training cabin aside.

  After putting the huge Calgar in, the nutrition cabin was automatically injected with nutrient solution, submerging his body.

   It will take some time for Calgar's body to adapt to the fifth stage of strengthening.

  The preparations for the grand ceremony are in full swing.

  As the first universe officially declared to rule by the empire, universe 04 is endowed with extraordinary significance.

  It indicates that human beings have officially become a power at the level of the heavens.

  Its meaning is similar to that of humans going to outer space by means of the moon.

  Humanity will also use the No. 04 universe to go to the universe of the heavens and officially start the road of conquest.

   Guilliman left the laboratory after completing Calgar's strengthening operation and confirming that there was no problem.

  He has a lot of responsibilities and doesn't have time to be there all the time.

   The rest of the optimization, he handed over to Kaul to be responsible.

  I believe that the opponent will soon be able to come up with the fifth stage of original casting reinforcement, which will further enhance the power of the heart of the empire, so that the original casting fighters will be strengthened even more.

   After completing the fifth stage of strengthening, the empire can also officially start the war to conquer the universe.

  The original cast warriors in the fifth stage are enough to easily crush the indigenous creatures of various universes.

   For a long time to come, the Empire will focus on how to develop Universe 04 and prepare enough materials and personnel to launch the expedition to the heavens, while accelerating the increase in the number of humans.

  The huge number and excellent screening policy are the foundation and foundation of the empire's rapid growth and digestion of various technologies.

   It is foreseeable that Guilliman's work will only be more arduous than before.

   It is very likely that he will be trapped by the unimaginable government affairs and wait on the throne for a long time.

   Only use thoughts to communicate with others, no longer waste time talking.

   Stormy, thunderous.

  A man kneeled in the rainstorm, roaring hoarsely.

   Even though the wound was still bleeding, he didn't care.

  Just because the pain of the body is far less than the pain of the soul.

  He was originally an adventurer, wandering around in pursuit of wealth and excitement.

   Such a journey of freedom came to an abrupt end after he met a shepherdess.

  He fell in love with that beautiful, simple shepherdess.

  The opponent's eyes seem to have magic power, as long as they take a look, they will fall into it.

  The man fell deeply in love with the Shepherdess. If he couldn’t be with her, even if he put all the treasures of this world in front of him, he wouldn’t be happy.

  The shepherdess also fell in love with a man with an adventurous spirit and a handsome face.

   They fell in love, and the fish and the water were inseparable from each other.

  The shepherdess belongs to a religious organization called Mormonism.

  At the beginning, a group of people escaped from the eastern world ravaged by dark forces and fled to the west.

  Many people died on the way, leaving only the young shepherdess and her adoptive father.

   They survived with the help of migrating Mormons.

  Her adoptive father relied on his own efforts to open up a fertile field and became the richest existence among the group of Mormons.

  Mormonism has strict regulations. Every girl can only marry God's chosen people, not pagans.

  The elders in charge of the Mormon Church asked the adoptive father of the shepherdess to marry the shepherdess to them as concubines.

   Not only for the beauty of the shepherdess, but also for the wealth accumulated by her adoptive father over the years.

  Mormonism has the protection of God, and also cultivates various fanatics as armed forces, and imposes cruel punishments on any apostate.

  The man was forced to flee for his life with his loved one and her father.

  As a result, the Mormons caught up, killed the adoptive father of the shepherdess, and took the shepherdess away.

  He escaped by chance, but was seriously injured.

  The captured shepherdess will definitely be forced to marry a Mormon elder.

   But he was helpless, he could only vent his impotent rage in the rainstorm.

"Poor mortal, it seems that you need a little help. As long as you sign this contract, I will give you supreme power. Do you desire revenge, do you desire to kill? Mortal, look at your enemy , they took away your loved one, listen to her cry, she is calling for your presence. Sign it, and you will gain the power to protect her."

  A seductive voice sounded in the man's ear.

  Early and uncertain, unable to hear the source of the sound.

   "Who are you?" The man looked around and asked.

  He had heard some weird stories.

  When people are weak, eager to gain strength, and full of hatred for God, the devil will make noises to tempt those guys to sell their souls.

   "My name is Cherubelle, Prince of Demons, one who walks the talk."

   With the echo of that voice.

  A vague figure appeared in the rainstorm.

  You can't see the true face clearly, but you can feel the evil breath emanating from his body.

  (end of this chapter)