A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

There is no doubt that when Zuo Si fully released the true power of the incarnation of Shuoyou, the entire Nurgle Garden and the surrounding subspace began to shake violently.

The deafening roar and storm began to spread outward from the center here.

The terrifying momentum and unparalleled destructive power caused Nurgle and his clones to wander repeatedly between death, reincarnation, and rebirth.

Likewise, Nurgle continues to release horrific plagues that corrode the Shimmering Oil Avatar as he is destroyed again and again.

As symbols of disease, decay, and despair, these plagues represent the divine power he controls, and they are also a projection of the thinking, spiritual power, and soul of intelligent life in the real universe in the subspace.

So when these plagues splashed onto the body of Zuo Si's expanded mechanical Death Star, they immediately caused large areas of metal and accompanying materials to become rusty, and even caused large areas of decay and aging, and eventually turned into slag. things are scattered in the surrounding environment.

And once something like this starts happening somewhere, it spreads very quickly, just like people infected with the plague can infect each other.

In this regard, Zuo Si himself had no good solution. He could only use Shimmering Oil to crazily absorb the material and energy from the Garden of Nurgle to replace the corroded parts of his body.

As expected, the decisive battle with Nurgle turned into a war of attrition and tug-of-war.

Although he cannot receive the blessing of the planeswalker's spark power because he is not his true body.

But after more than a hundred years of continuous and in-depth transformation, the incarnation of Shuoyou has already been deeply integrated into the rules of this universe. Once the Shuoyou that has been transformed and tempered many times inside is released, it can be released from the surrounding environment without restriction. of absorbing energy.

Especially in the subspace, a sea of ​​souls with nearly infinite spiritual energy, every energy charge and attack can produce a power equivalent to the explosion of several stars.

If the Garden of Nurgle hadn't belonged to the domain of Nurgle, one of the four evil gods of chaos, it would have been turned into pieces by the impact of terrifying energy again and again.

But even with the protection of the domain, the area where the castle magic house is located has already turned into a purgatory-like scene at this moment.

Except for the realm isolated by the extreme cold and death on the periphery of the battlefield, the Death God Jaina, the rest of the area was basically broken into pieces.

All matter was ejected under the violent impact at a speed close to light, and countless gases and dust gradually condensed into a huge semi-arc shell.

Affected by Nurgle's reincarnating power, these destroyed areas are slowly reshaped by vast psychic energies.

However, the process of reshaping is obviously far less than the speed of destruction of the incarnation of Shimoyou in the form of a mechanical Death Star.

Because the destructive power released when the two sides fought was so powerful, the entire subspace began to be affected.

The most typical example is the psychic storm that can tear everything apart. Together with the huge expeditionary force and the Cursed Legion that set out from the physical universe, it completely ignited the subspace, which had not been threatened by the outside world for tens of millions of years.

Kill!

destroy!

die!

The real universe, originally regarded as a playground for demons and evil gods, has launched an active attack on this evil and chaotic world for the first time.

And there was no sign at all before this.

At this moment, the entire subspace is shrouded in this grand war.

When the fleets of many civilizations, including the Human Empire, travel through subspace at faster than light speeds, they will see a scene that is enough to shock them.

Especially the Eldar who know the most about subspace now are completely in panic, fear and disbelief.

As the only leader of the Death Army in the entire race who can unite various factions, Efreni is standing in the Arkworld with a solemn expression at the moment. Iyang boarded up, feeling the subspace that had been completely burned, and his head Without replying, he asked the Eldar Death God, the incarnation of Aenead: "What happened? Why did the subspace suddenly become so violent? What happened to the expeditionary forces who suddenly appeared to fight against the demons and the evil gods of chaos?" Things? They haven’t even appeared in the physical universe before!”

"It is war, as the Master of Mankind and his outsider allies launch an unprecedented attack on the evil gods of the Warp.

Now, including Tzeentch, Khorne, Slaanesh and Nurgle, they have all been dragged into this war of unprecedented scale after the War in Heaven.

Nurgle, in particular, is currently under siege by two powerful forces.

It was he who caused the roars and psychic storms of rage from the Warp.

Obviously, they want to try to kill this Chaos Evil God, and use Nurgle's death to announce to the other Evil Gods that the era when they can mess with the real universe at will is over.

How bold this is!

How crazy!

It's a pity that they chose Nurgle instead of Slaanesh.

Otherwise, we might be able to take the opportunity to retrieve the most critical old woman's sword. "

At the end, the incarnation of the god of death that was summoned from the subspace sighed with regret.

No matter from any angle, this is a golden opportunity for the Eldar Death Army.

After all, regardless of whether the counterattack of the Lord of Mankind and his allies succeeds, the power of the Chaos God of Warp will inevitably be greatly weakened.

As long as one of them can stand up and restrain Slaanesh, the Death Army can quickly enter the opponent's territory through the webway to achieve their set goals.

It is a pity that although the Death Army has reached an alliance with the Imperial Regent and the current only primarch Robert Guilliman, it is obviously not enough to influence the emperor behind it who will soon become the fifth evil god.

They had no way of making the Lord of Mankind and his allies act according to their own ideas and will.

Even before the war started, I didn't know that the other party had silently held back a big move.

"What do you think is our success rate if we enter the realm of Slaanesh in the subspace and seize the Sword of the Crone?"

Evelyn asked in an uncertain tone.

The incarnation of the Eldar God of Death was silent for a moment and then replied: "It will never exceed 20%. Because the troops and scale invested by both warring parties are beyond imagination, with our strength, if we are affected even a little bit, we will be Total annihilation. And I don't think Slaanesh would have guessed that we would use this war to launch a surprise attack."

"So we can only watch now?"

There was obvious reluctance in Efrenie's tone.

You must know that since the birth of the Eye of Terror, the entire Eldar race has been almost destroyed by Slaanesh. All kinds of weird thoughts and ideas have emerged in an endless stream, many of which are so abstract that they are incomprehensible.

Take Iyanden, the ark under your feet, as an example.

Inspired by Prince Yrel's resurrection from the dead, the psychic Iyanna suddenly came up with a "clever" idea, which was to first merge her souls into the infinite loop through collective suicide to strengthen the god of death, Iniye. The power of De so that he could finally defeat Slaanesh.

After Slaanesh was defeated, they were resurrected using the technology of the Dark Eldar Haemonculi.

Don't laugh too quickly, because this plan of stewing one's own cerebral thrombosis in an iron pot is quite popular among the Death Army, and many people firmly believe in it.

In addition, some Eldar believe that Aenead is not a god of death at all, but a personified product that resonates with souls in the eternal matrix circuit that have nowhere to go.

You must know that before Slaanesh was born, the souls of every Eldar were connected through a system called the "Eternal Matrix."

After they die, they will enter the matrix with the memories and energy of their previous lives to wait for reincarnation.

To put it bluntly, it means that there is no real death at all, it is just a new body.

It is precisely because of this that the Eldar have no fear or awe of death.

Later, a series of depravity, indulgence, abuse, torture, slavery and other acts of death were born on this basis.

It can be said that without the Eternal Matrix System there would be no birth of Slaanesh.

This is why once they join the Death Army, the Eldar no longer need such things as soul stones to preserve their souls from being taken away by Slaanesh.

Even from the moment they join the Death Army, they will disconnect from the original soul stone.

Even the Dark Eldar are able to use the power of the Death God to break free from the addiction that comes from having their souls constantly drained by Slaanesh.

But no matter what kind of speculation it is, it is just a guess and it is impossible to confirm it.

In short, in terms of overall living and overall living, the spirit race is no worse than humans, or even worse.

The incarnation of death sighed slightly: "What can I do if I don't watch?

You have to understand that this war launched by the Lord of Mankind and his allies has no clear goals at all, let alone any extravagant hope of winning a so-called victory, and they do not even intend to bring those large-scale expeditionary forces back alive.

They simply weaken the power of the subspace evil god by consuming each other.

After all, just resurrecting those demons that are constantly being killed will inevitably make the Chaos Evil God become weaker and weaker.

Most importantly, if Nurgle is successfully killed, do you know what this would mean for the entire galaxy? "

"What does it mean?"

There was strong uncertainty in Ephrene's voice.

"It means that a real God-killer will be born in the universe!

In addition, the mysterious existence exuding the aura of death will also stand in the subspace and become the new god!

Humanity, plunged into ten thousand years of darkness, will become the undisputed overlord of the galaxy.

Because they will be protected by two gods and a god-slayer.

Whether the Eldar can continue their civilization by then will entirely depend on the human empire's senses and attitude towards us. "

The Death Incarnate bluntly stated the Eldar's awkward position in this confrontation.

Even though the Death Army has now formed an alliance with the Empire, the deep-rooted distrust between the two sides cannot be resolved in a short time.

After all, as the veteran galactic overlords, the Eldar's arrogance, selfishness and cold-bloodedness are obvious to all.

Moreover, their so-called cooperation and alliance are not to achieve a "win-win" that is beneficial to each other, but to achieve their own goals.

When the goal is achieved, these bastards will immediately choose to backstab or simply sell their allies at a good price.

A typical dead Taoist friend but a poor Taoist.

Countless humans who have tried to ally themselves with the Eldar have experienced betrayal.

Sometimes they would even directly massacre all the inhabitants of a planet for an inexplicable prophecy. The latter would die without knowing why these Eldar suddenly attacked themselves.

Therefore, once the common interests of both parties in cooperating to deal with the Chaos God of Subspace no longer exist, it is simply unimaginable what can be done with the Empire's tradition of extremely rejecting alien races.

These words instantly made Efrenie sweatdrop. She raised her head suddenly and questioned: "Robert Guilliman shouldn't be so heartless, right? We woke him up from a slumber that lasted for ten thousand years."

"Do you think he alone can change the entire human race's attitude towards us?" the incarnation of Death asked expressionlessly. "No, he can't, and neither can you. You can't even really control this legion."

"Damn! So according to what you say, we can only stay here and wait to die?"

Efrenie became visibly angry.

You must know that in the traditional concepts of most Eldar people, human beings are just a primitive and backward civilization that has just emerged, just like modern humans look at cannibal tribes that eat hair and drink blood, or primates such as monkeys and orangutans.

When we realize that these primitive intelligent races may exterminate themselves in the future, the feeling should be similar to when humans experience the plot of Rise of the Planet of the Apes. The first reaction is always anger and unacceptable.

"Go talk to the outsider named Soth. He is your last and only hope."

The incarnation of death solemnly gave a solution.

But Evelyn frowned and said: "I have met him once before, but the conversation was quite unpleasant. He looked down on us at all, and even thought that we were abandoned in the 30th millennium of mankind. It has been eliminated by the times and is not worth wasting time.”

"Then go again and put down all your arrogance and self-esteem.

Because this may be related to the life and death of the entire race.

Of course, if you want to use this method to reach the peak of my power and kill Slaanesh, that's fine.

Anyway, I've told you everything I need to tell you.

As for the specific choice, that is your business. "

After saying these words, the incarnation of Death disappeared into the darkness.

Efreni stood there and stared at the compatriots in the distance who were panicking due to subspace storms and wars. Then she lowered her head and looked at her reflection on the ground as smooth as a mirror, and couldn't help but fall into deep sorrow. meditation.

There is no doubt that she has clearly sensed that this is definitely a major change that can affect the history of the entire galaxy.

The Eldar clan, which has long since declined, is standing at a crossroads that determines its own destiny.

…

At the same time, in the realm of another evil god or demigod far away in the subspace - the Soul Forge, Vashtor, known as the "Var Demigod", is leading his own army of demons and machines to desperately resist the forces from New Africa and Switzerland. An expeditionary force led by the Demon Judge of Xia.

You don't need to ask to know that this entity formed by the projection of technology, innovation, and invention in subspace has been targeted by Zuo Si from the beginning.

With the help of this grand war that set the entire subspace on fire, he wanted to use the Shimmering Oil to completely complete the opponent and take it for his own use.

The black oil smoke and shadows that usually block the sky can no longer be seen in the Soul Forge, let alone the constant wailing of tortured souls. Even those who work in the forge and casting workshop day and night without stopping. The demons who have changed their forms now all take up arms and join the battle.

Even the black flames ignited by the souls of the damned were now used as weapons.

Thousands of demon engines as far as the eye can see continue to roar and roar.

Although Vash'tor is not as powerful as Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle, and Slaanesh, he is by no means an ordinary being.

Because he is the largest arms dealer in the subspace chaos realm, forces including the Demon Primarch, Warmaster Abaddon and other forces often purchase weapons and equipment from here in order to better launch wars to please the evil god behind them.

As an arms dealer, the most indispensable thing in the Soul Forge is weapons and ammunition, so there are basically no demons who dare to run wild here on weekdays.

What's more, this man successfully cloned the original body, Fulgrim, which gave Vashtor a high prestige in the realm of Chaos, and most demons were more willing to maintain a cooperative relationship with him.

The most important thing is that Vash'tor has a quality that the evil gods and demons of the warp do not have - integrity.

Yes, you are not mistaken.

Although he is a Chaos Demon Demigod, his behavior pattern is very close to that of the demons of Baator Hell. He will give a series of complex and sophisticated contracts when making transactions, and strictly implement them according to the above terms.

It's just that most of the chaotic demons didn't have the patience to read it and signed their names on it.

Therefore, those unlucky ones who were stuffed into the demon engine, and those who were forced to become slaves and hard laborers, could not blame Vashtor at all. If they were to blame, they could only blame themselves for not being cautious enough.

And compared to the Chaos Evil God who likes to go back on his word, he is really a breath of fresh air in the subspace.

In addition, it has very similar strong scientific research and creative capabilities to the New Phyrexia Blue Demon Judge Jinji Tasha, so it naturally came into Zuo Si's sight.

It's just that this guy is usually very low-key and rarely appears in the material universe, so it's not easy to catch him.

But it's fine now.

As the "Table Overturning Battle" started, the entire subspace was burning, and no one paid attention to this dark demigod who symbolized technology and invention.

The people responsible for this expedition were none other than Els, the Demon Judge who had been following the Lich King Jaina, and Typhas, the second in command of the Death Guard Legion.

Since both of them were battle-hardened, and the legions they led were soulless creations of shimmering oil, the impact of subspace psychic energy on them was very limited.

In just a few hours, the guards of the Soul Forge were defeated step by step.

Many powerful weapons would be completely controlled by the shining oil that fell from the sky before he could put them into use.

Although Vashtor, the god of creation and invention, can also do this to a certain extent. He can even sense every component and principle of the weapon, absorb the energy directed at himself, or use it to repair wounds. , or directly bounce back in place, and at the same time, it can also release waste codes to infect and corrupt the enemy's weapons.

But the problem is that all of this is based on the premise that the weapons and equipment are not contaminated by glitter oil.

Once Shuoyou takes the lead, more than 90% of his abilities will be completely destroyed.

Especially those mechanical engines driven by restraining demons, as long as they are controlled by the sprayed shining oil, they will switch sides in a matter of minutes.

This caused the originally indestructible defense line to be messed up in a short period of time.

"Damn it! Typhas! What do you want, you bastard?"

Vashtor roared angrily at the Completed Death Knight who was in charge of commanding the ground troops.

He was undoubtedly acquainted with this former Herald of Nurgle, as he had often sold Daemon Engines to these Chaos Astartes.

But later, because Typhas' soul was captured by the Lich King Jaina and became one of his most powerful lieutenants, he gradually faded out of the sight of the warp chaos forces.

But who would have thought that when this guy appeared again, he would lead an army to attack his soul forge.

"Hahahaha! Dear Vashtor, aren't you happy to see my old friend? I have brought you good news!"

Typhas, who had almost half of his body transformed into a machine, swung the super-phase sword made with Necron technology, split a huge demon engine in half from the middle, and then said hello with a wide grin. .

His attitude immediately made Vashtor furious. He waited for two electronic eyes flashing orange to ask: "You broke into my domain for no reason and killed and destroyed, and you actually have the nerve to do so." What’s the good news?”

But Typhas nodded without thinking: "Of course!

Because the great father of New Phyrexia takes a fancy to your abilities and talents, and intends for us to recruit you to his service to receive the baptism of the sacred oil.

Only then can you escape the limitations of Chaos and the inherent flaws of the Warp.

Come, come and join us to become glorious evolvers, stride forward towards the most perfect creature in the multiverse, and listen to the teachings of the Supreme Lord.

Only in this way can you step out of the darkness and embrace a better future. "

When he said these words, Taifas's face was full of creepy piety and fanaticism, and he strode forward with a group of death knights who had undergone complete transformation, destroying everything that stood in his way. The demonic engines were all destroyed.

"Father of New Phyrexia? Did you betray Nurgle and then switch to that guy who didn't know what happened?" Vashtor narrowed his eyes and probed cautiously.

Although to some extent he has similar powers to the fragments of the "Void Dragon" Magradros, the star god who was defeated and sealed in the depths of Mars by the human emperor, and is almost immune to damage from all technological weapons, this does not mean that Those demonic engines are also immune.

In fact, not a single shot of long-range fire has been aimed at him since the war started. Instead, those guys holding melee weapons are constantly approaching.

It can be seen from this posture that the other party knows his abilities and weaknesses very well.

In addition, Vashtor has also heard rumors about shimmering oil, and is very interested in this programmable material that can change matter at the subatomic level.

It's just that I haven't found the time to do some research.

In the eyes of this subspace demigod, Zuo Si, who controls the power of Shuoyou, is undoubtedly a potential competitor and threat.

Because he could have gained power from the worship and belief in the "God of All Machines" within the Mechanicus, especially the malicious technologies and inventions of the Dark Mechanicus that had no bottom line.

But since the incarnation of Shimmering Oil appeared, most of the power that originally belonged to Vashtor was taken away.

After all, oil is such a simple and easy-to-control tool. As long as any oil guy masters the control method, he can use his knowledge to create unlimited possibilities. Even the creations of the dark technology era have become successful because of this. Crack.

But "Wa Banxian" never expected that Zuo Si, who had always been regarded as his strong enemy, suddenly made a big move and directly joined forces with the Lord of Humanity to start a war that ignited the subspace.

Especially the God-killing battle that was being staged in the Garden of Nurgle made him see clearly the huge gap between himself and the opponent, and he had no intention of continuing to be his enemy.

What a joke!

How could he, a little demigod, defeat a ruthless man who dared to kill even his loving father Nurgle?

So when he realized that Taifas and the huge army in front of him came on behalf of Zuo Si, Vashtor's first reaction was to run away.

But then I thought about it, now that the entire subspace was full of expeditionary forces and demons exchanging opinions fiercely, where could I go?

Hiding into the physical universe?

It's not his home court, and he can't even use his full strength. You can imagine what will happen if you get caught.

Just when the subspace demigod was using his brain to find a way to resolve the current crisis, the voice of Demon Judge Els suddenly echoed in the sky.

"Typhas! What are you doing? Get rid of this guy quickly, we don't have time to waste here."

"Don't worry, can't you see that I am preaching to him the purpose of the great New Phyrexia and how noble and great the High Father is who created it all?"

Typhas responded loudly at the top of his lungs.

Since the two of them have similar identities and statuses, but have slightly different divisions of labor, he does not need to be afraid of each other.

"You idiot! Can't you see that Vashtor is stalling for time? He has no intention of throwing himself into the arms of the father of the great New Phyrexia."

There was obvious impatience in Els's voice.

As a demon judge transformed from the overlord of a small Necron dynasty, what he hates most is this kind of procrastination and inefficiency in doing things.

The purpose of persuading surrender and publicity is just to take off your pants and fart.

Just capture Vashtor and pour a few barrels of shimmering oil on it, and the other party will naturally understand the benefits of joining New Phyrexia.

After all, this is how he came here in the first place.

After being reminded, Taifas immediately stared at "Wa Banxian" with unkind eyes, gently waved the green-lighting super-phase sword in his hand, and said in a threatening tone: "You'd better give me one right away. A satisfactory answer, otherwise don’t blame me for being rude.”

"What if my answer is no?"

Vashtor slowly raised the Soul Forge Hammer that was constantly spewing fire in his hand and prepared for battle.

Obviously, with his character, it is absolutely impossible for him to sit still and wait for death, let alone willingly surrender to a certain force or person.

Otherwise, what was the point of trying so hard to break away from the control of the four most powerful Chaos Evil Gods and choose independence.

In fact, Vashtor has only one true goal, and that is to become the fifth Chaos God of the Warp by studying the Primarch and the Emperor of Mankind.

After all, just because the Lord of Humanity doesn't care about that position doesn't mean that others don't care about it.

In this great game dominated by Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle, and Slaanesh, the only way to avoid being manipulated and fooled is to put yourself at the table.

"Sorry, that's the wrong answer. It seems I need to teach you a lesson."

As the last word blurted out, Typhas suddenly turned into an afterimage and rushed out.

With the dual blessing of the Glitter Oil Engine and the Power of Death, his speed was so fast that even many advanced instruments could hardly catch it. It only took less than 0.001 second to rush forward, intending to remove this The unscrupulous guy has one leg.

But Vashtor was clearly prepared, and he immediately picked up the war hammer and hit it hard.

Just when the front end of the war hammer sprayed out huge energy and hot flames, he suddenly found that Taifas disappeared from in front of him. The war hammer passed directly through the afterimage and hit the ground with a bang, causing violent vibrations and shattered metal shavings. And sparks were scattered in all directions.

Just a moment later, Typhas appeared in a physical form again, raised his foot and stepped on the hammer head that was deeply embedded in the ground with a bang, and then used all his strength to swing the war blade and slash it down.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Vashtor's right leg, which was composed of part of demon flesh and a large number of mechanical structures, was broken into two pieces on the spot, and the huge body lost its center of gravity and fell to the ground.

Obviously, Typhas successfully used the dimension transfer feature of the super phase sword to first trick the opponent into making a move and then use the gap between attacks to counterattack.

In terms of experience in close combat, he is definitely much better than "Wa Banxian".

What's more, melee combat is not what Vashtor is good at, otherwise he wouldn't have been killed by Azrael, the Supreme Master of the Dark Angels Chapter, with a power sword in the Battle of the Ark of Omen.

But just when Typhas wanted to pursue the victory, Vashtor suddenly released violent psychic lightning from his body, and at the same time waved the sickle-sharp blades embedded in the mechanical wings behind him.

The former was first shocked on the outside and tender on the inside, and then his entire chest, abdomen, throat, and eyes were instantly pierced by sharp blades.

"Do you think I really don't know that the Necrons' super-phase sword has the ability to travel between different dimensions? No, I did it on purpose. Because only in this way can I get rid of you at the minimum cost."

A creepy smile appeared on Vashtor's face that had been so extensively modified that his original appearance was almost unrecognizable.

Not only that, but the cross-section of his broken leg suddenly sprouted countless fibers that looked like a mixture of flesh and machinery, reconnecting the broken part at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just when the subspace demigod raised Typhas's "corpse" high in the air in order to frighten the enemies who invaded his domain, the latter's pierced chest suddenly shattered without warning, followed closely. A large amount of sparkling oil spurted out from the crack.

In less than a second, "Wa Banxian" was sprayed with blood. Not only was it all over his head, body, and face, but more importantly, his thigh was being reconnected after being cut open. The fibrous tissues running through the body were completely dyed black by the shimmering oil, and followed them to invade the inside of the body at an extremely fast speed.

Typhas, who was pretending to be dead one second, suddenly came to life the next second, suddenly opened his arms and hugged him tightly, grinned with a ferocious smile and said: "Hahahaha! My old friend! Now you can finally bask in the glory of the great father of New Phyrexia."

"No! Let go! Get away from me!"

As the subspace demigod of technology and invention, Vashtor had obviously noticed what the two shimmering oils that had invaded his body were doing, and immediately panicked and tried to push Typhas away.

But unfortunately it was too late.

The seemingly unremarkable power mecha on Taifas disintegrated directly and turned into strong and powerful mechanical tentacles. In less than a few seconds, it wrapped around the neck, arms, body, and front end of "Wa Banxian" The sharpest hook even penetrates deeply into the interior and hooks the mechanical structure inside, continuously injecting two kinds of shimmering oil into it.

Those demon engines loyal to Vashtor wanted to rush forward to rescue their master, but were suppressed by the ferocious firepower of the battleships overhead. The legions on the ground soon continued to attack, completely defeating the Soul Forge army and the Chaos Demigod. Isolate.

“Do you feel the wonderful feeling of divine oil flowing into your body and soul?

Can you appreciate the nobility and greatness of the father of New Phyrexia?

Believe me, it may be a little painful at first, but soon you will be immersed in it and unable to extricate yourself.

Because there is no creature in the entire multiverse that is even closer to perfection than us.

This is a generous gift and a recognition of you.

What you have to do is not to resist, but to accept it with gratitude! "

Tifas, who had completely exposed the true identity hidden under the power mecha, put his head on the forehead of "Wa Banxian" and stared at the opponent's orange-red eyes, exuding frightening excitement and fanaticism from his bones.

Because he could already imagine what kind of generous reward he would get if he could personally complete this Chaos Demigod that Zuo Si liked.

"You are dreaming! I will never want to be a puppet in the hands of others like you! Nor will I sit still and wait for death! I want to squeeze these damn black oils out of my body!"

Vashtor frantically activated his authority as the god of creation and invention, trying to use his divine power to excrete all the shimmering oil that had invaded his body.

If it were just an ordinary shimmering oil, he might actually be able to do it with the technology and divine power he has mastered.

But the problem is that Zuo Si has upgraded Shuoyou a long time ago to be more suitable for localization.

With the blessing of the faith of countless mortals, the subspace oil is no longer the original version, but a continuous iteration, forming an extremely large sea of ​​oil projection in the subspace.

However, Zuo Si did not use it easily, but hid it as his trump card.

Now with the official declaration of war on the Chaos Gods of the Warp, it has finally been fully revealed.

No matter how hard Vashtor tried to eliminate the ordinary shimmering oil, the latter could return to his body in the next second and continue to complete the half-machine, half-demon body.

In less than ten minutes, most of his body was already out of his control.

What's even worse is that the subspace oil has seeped into his head, corroding his brain and consciousness, eroding his essence and core as a demigod.

Soon, Vashtor's consciousness began to become confused, and countless knowledge and technologies from other universes poured in like a tide, making it impossible to maintain concentration, and even the almost crazy struggle failed. Gradually weaken.

In the end, he was like a demonic engine that had lost power, standing in a fixed posture.

A large amount of black glittering oil continuously spurted out from the body, constantly absorbing the surrounding matter and energy. The sharp sickle-like blade on the back was gradually transformed into a more flexible and complex mechanical tentacle.

After the partial transformation of the mechanical tentacles was completed, the body of the subspace demigod began to be disassembled.

There is no doubt that he is being perfected bit by bit.

And compared to the physical transformation of ordinary shimmering oil, the mental infection and assimilation is the most terrifying.

To be precise, within the essence of subspace demigods that outsiders cannot see, Vashtor has been completely immersed in the impact of the vast and boundless knowledge. He no longer has the slightest will to resist, but follows the will injected by Zuo Si in the shining oil. The phantom formed crazily learns and absorbs.

When the completion was complete, he, like Typhas, fell completely at the feet of the Father of New Phyrexia and became his most loyal supporter.

“Please forgive me for my previous ignorance, arrogance and rudeness, great Supreme Father.

If it weren't for your generosity and kindness, how could I, as a humble ant, have been exposed to so many wonderful ideas and great inventions?

It is you who have connected the infinite multiverse, and it is also you who have sent me to a height that is not my own, allowing me to view everything from a more macro perspective.

I'm guilty!

I am simply unforgivable!

I actually used that despicable and narrow-minded assumption to try to pry into your unparalleled wisdom. "

The "Wa Banxian" in the spiritual world knelt on the ground and apologized piously to his new master.

Zuo Si's will projection in the shimmering oil smiled and helped the subspace demigod up, and responded in a very gentle voice: "No need to apologize, because you deserve such treatment. Get up now and let your consciousness return to your new body From now on, you are the great demon judge above all the demon judges in this universe.”

“Your will is my command.

I vow to spread your glory and that of New Phyrexia throughout the Warp.

What bullshit Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch and Slaanesh deserve to be compared to you!

You should be the master of the entire subspace and even the physical universe! "

With Vashtor's impassioned shouting, the spiritual world he was in completely turned into a white light and disappeared.

About two or three seconds later, the eyes of the huge mechanical demon standing on the ground of the Soul Forge began to shine with dazzling light. Then the half-crouched body slowly stood up and raised the weapon in his hand that had been transformed into a heavy war hammer... …