A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

boom! ! ! ! ! !

With the roar of the huge shining oil engine, and the psychic lightning and flames released from the six jet ports on the back of the completely completed new body, Vashtor finally woke up from the silence that lasted for several days.

When he saw that the soul forge field he ruled was already filled with glittering oil, all the armies, demon engines, production workshops, slave laborers and coolies had also been completed, and various war weapons were being continuously manufactured. Originally, there were no A flash of excitement appeared on any expression's face.

Even part of the huge Ark of Omen, which was built in cooperation with Chaos Warmaster Abaddon and has not yet been completed, has now been upgraded and evolved in all directions with the help of Shimmering Oil, turning into a terrifying curse. Battleship.

You must know that these battleships were originally abandoned spacecraft lost in subspace.

Due to being affected by the power of Chaos for a long time, it gradually merged with the wreckage of other spaceships, the corpses of dead mortals and even demons, as well as a large amount of malice, hatred, hatred, anger and other negative emotions to form something similar to a ghost ship.

Amazing spiritual energy is gathered inside the hull, fused with the mutated and twisted flesh and blood, and grows wantonly. Some even absorb demons and become part of the ship.

Some of these ships have been dragged to the dark side of the empire by Abaddon and are being transformed by the Dark Mechanicus, while some have been sent to the Soul Forge.

But now, they have gone from being a secret weapon against the Imperium of Man to being the fuel that keeps the Warp burning.

The most important thing is that although most of the souls of all these creations were squeezed into energy during the process of completion, they still have the consciousness and wisdom given by the shining oil.

Unless they are the Four Gods of Chaos, the secondary evil gods, or the oldest demon princes, the other subspace creatures cannot have any impact on their spirits, let alone the so-called emotional fluctuations, just like artificial intelligence and robots.

This means that warp creatures cannot derive any power from the New Phyrexia creations.

Moreover, the existence of shimmering oil also eliminates the possibility of corruption.

Both the Chaos Evil God and the Demon can only be forced to fight a head-to-head tug-of-war with them.

No tricks!

There is no strategy!

It's just a matter of quantity, logistics, and who can last longer in this protracted war.

Want to make New Phyrexia's forces fight each other through bewitchment and corruption like they did in the 30th Millennium?

Go ahead and dream!

There is no doubt that this war is not only a battle between the physical universe and the subspace, but also a battle between order and chaos.

All in all, this subspace territory that once belonged to "Wha Banxian" has completely turned into a super forging world, and is continuously providing more consumable cannon fodder for the expeditionary force of unprecedented scale.

The awakened Vashtor walked straight to the huge furnace in the center of the domain, suddenly swung the giant warhammer and injected the divine power under his control into the furnace, and roared with a deafening voice: "For the supreme master! For the greatness New Phyrexia! Let us join this great expedition!"

As the last word blurted out, sky-high flames and crimson liquid metal instantly erupted from the furnace. The production speed and efficiency of all fully automatic assembly lines instantly increased tenfold on the existing basis.

And this is the power held by the "Creator", and it is also the decisive weight that determines the final direction of this war.

He himself also boarded one of the huge warships and led his legions towards the Garden of Nurgle, where the battle was ongoing.

Obviously, completing Vashtor and the Soul Forge is equivalent to establishing a huge logistics base with complete production capabilities in the warp.

What's more important is that the psychic energy in the subspace is consumed in production.

The larger the scale of this war and the longer it lasts, the more serious the damage and weakening it will cause to the entire subspace.

After all, anyone who knows something about military and strategy knows how huge the benefits can be brought by opening a sub-base behind the enemy's rear.

…

At the same time, far away in the Castle Demon Hall of Nurgle Garden, the God-killing battle that had lasted for several days was finally about to turn.

Although Nurgle cannot be killed by normal means due to his possession of the power of life, reincarnation and rebirth, Zuo Si still relied on the power of two shimmering oils to completely drain all the energy and matter from a large area around him.

It even formed a zone of nothingness in the true sense.

Nurgle's rotten body, which was as huge as a mountain, finally no longer regenerated no matter how many times it was destroyed, and even the horrific plague effects began to weaken.

In contrast, Jaina, the god of death, has transformed all the souls of the dead she has devoured into spiritual energy with cold and death characteristics, and injected them all into Frostmourne without missing a trace.

At this moment, the magic sword, nicknamed the "Filial Son Sword", completely turned into a deep black like ink, and its surface exuded ultra-low temperatures that were infinitely close to absolute zero.

It is easy to see from her motionless posture and movements that she is ready to complete the final blow and is waiting for the final signal.

Nurgle undoubtedly noticed this, and suddenly a large amount of yellow-green and highly corrosive mucus spewed out from the rotting abdominal cavity, immediately causing more than one-fifth of the volume of the Death Star-shaped Glitter Oil incarnation to completely decay and dissolve.

This is despite the blessing of heavy spells and physical protection.

It can only be said that the four evil gods of chaos in the subspace are by no means in vain.

But soon Zuo Si recovered by absorbing the material and energy contained in the sea of ​​sparkling oil.

Similar scenes have been repeated countless times since the beginning of the war.

He himself had no reaction to this.

"Go to hell! I will use your corpse to make a new cauldron for boiling plague!"

Taking advantage of Zuo Si's time to repair himself, Nurgle roared and rushed towards the god of death, Jaina, intending to kill the god of death who posed the greatest threat to him first.

After all, although Zuo Si hates him, he can't really kill him.

But Gianna really made him smell the breath of death.

At this critical moment, dazzling golden light suddenly fell from the sky.

Robert Guilliman, who had been watching the battle from a distance, finally joined in with the power of the Lord of Mankind.

He directly swung the sharp sword burning with psychic flames and struck Nurgle hard, instantly causing a hideous and terrifying wound on it.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!"

The piercing screams immediately echoed over the entire Nurgle Garden.

The subspace evil god was seen covering the wound with his fat palm and retreating continuously. One of his intact eyes showed strong fear.

He knew without asking that the Lord of Mankind's power terrified him.

After all, the Emperor was already the most powerful psyker in the entire galaxy before he even sat on the Golden Throne. Even his own body could not fully unleash its full potential, let alone later accept the status of a god. It has inspired the faith and worship of all mankind for thousands of years.

Especially the flames attached to the sword can even completely kill demons and even the most powerful primarch like Horus, who is only one step away from becoming the fifth evil god.

No one knows whether this flame originates from the anger and hatred of the human race towards subspace creatures, or whether it represents the strong desire of the human emperor to destroy the evil god of chaos.

But one thing is for sure, it makes Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle and Slaanesh all feel threatened.

Because according to the theory that every demon is born from the fragments of the evil god of chaos, if a certain weapon can completely kill the demon, it will naturally cause damage to the essence of the evil god behind it.

Seeing that Robert Guilliman successfully blocked Nurgle's attack on Jaina, the God of Death, Zuo Si quickly lifted the huge Death Star structure and turned back into human form. He teased in a half-joking tone: "Are you finally resting?"

"No, no, my current condition is very bad, and I can't hold on for long at all.

If you have any cards up your sleeve, show them now.

Because if Nurgle cannot be killed in a short time, we may have to face two, three, or even four warp evil gods next.

Khorne, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh should be aware of our intentions and are on their way. "

The Primarch delivered the bad news in a slightly nervous and serious tone.

Even though these four guys usually fight and make a lot of noise, they are actually people sitting at the same table playing games, and they will never sit back and watch Nurgle be killed like this.

Of course Zuo Si also knew this, and quickly used himself as a medium to continuously inject huge spiritual energy into the magic sword in his hand, and responded meaningfully: "Don't worry, Nurgle won't survive until the other three guys arrive. Because He is about to taste death..."

"Oh? What are you going to do?"

Robert Guilliman asked curiously.

In the past few days, he had seen with his own eyes how Nurgle completed reincarnation after being destroyed again and again, so he instinctively felt that this terrifying evil god of chaos could not be completely killed.

"It's simple.

The entity formed by the projection beyond the subspace directly destroys its roots and essence existing in the subspace.

All Chaos Evil Gods are born from chaos, so order is their greatest nemesis.

Nurgle is the god of life, so death can also exert great restraint on him.

In addition, feel the changes in the environment here.

You don’t think I’ve been doing useless work these days, do you? "

After saying that, Zuo Si gave Gianna, the God of Death, a wink.

Just a second later, the large, constantly rotating eye on the hilt of the magic sword suddenly shot out a huge amount of spiritual energy carrying the power of order, followed by the bone and flesh parts that began to surge, and the body was destroyed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The shimmering oil incarnates and covers you from head to toe.

After a while, Zuo Si turned into half machine and half devil.

As for the magic sword, it completely became his right arm.

You don't need to ask to know that this state at this moment can truly unleash the full power of the magic sword, and it is also the upper limit of the power that the incarnation of Shuoyou can achieve at the moment.

Jaina, the god of death, undoubtedly noticed what her master meant, and immediately asked in a cold tone without any emotion: "Can we start?"

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, we can start. Let us use Nurgle's death as a sacrifice for your ascension to the gods."

"This is exactly what I expected!"

Jaina also released the power that Frostmourne had accumulated for a long time, completely giving up her identity as an undead and began to transform in a transcendent direction.

Even the original appearance of a human woman could not be maintained, and she completely transformed into a black vortex, constantly drawing power from the spiritual sea of ​​subspace.

Anyone who is not a fool can realize that the grand ascension ceremony has begun.

And this time, he did not become the fifth Chaos Evil God in order like the Lord of Mankind, but replaced him by killing Nurgle, who represented his opposite.

This more intense method of ascension instantly caused violent shocks throughout the Nurgle Garden.

Especially those Nurgle demons that were still fighting fiercely against the Scourge and constantly dying and reborn seemed to realize what was about to happen. They stopped fighting and looked up in the direction of the castle's magic hall in the distance.

The demon primarch Mortarion even widened his eyes and shouted in disbelief in panic: "How could this be! The great loving father... has been forced into such a predicament? This is a lie! It must be a lie. of!"

At this moment, like all traitors, he simply cannot accept that the new master he abandoned everything in the past and took refuge in is not as powerful and invincible as he originally imagined.

What's more terrible is that in order to recover more power to withstand the next fatal attack, Nurgle began to absorb the fragments that were separated from his consciousness.

The most direct consequence of this behavior was that hundreds of millions of demons began to disappear out of thin air, turning into filthy souls containing huge spiritual energy and returning to the huge belly of the loving father, turning into squirming maggots.

With each additional strip, Nurgle's body swells a little.

When his already huge and fat abdominal cavity was completely filled, he had completely transformed into a plague giant standing tall and tall.

"Are you going to fight for your life? If that's the case, then I won't be polite."

Zuo Si took the lead and turned into an afterimage, swung the demon sword that had been completely released, and rushed towards Nurgle's maggot-filled abdomen.

He obviously knew that all the recovered demonic maggots would become part of his huge life force and be used to fight against the final blow from Jaina, the God of Death.

If it cannot be destroyed, then the opponent may survive and wait for the support and help of the other three Chaos Evil Gods to escape.

That kind of result is obviously not what the leftists want.

So he didn't hesitate at all and plunged directly into the bulging belly.

With the powerful power of order given by the magic sword, he easily succeeded in tearing a hole in Nurgle's belly, and then turned himself into a terrifying meat grinder, killing all the foul-smelling demon maggots inside. Crush it into pieces, and at the same time release the shimmering oil to absorb the twisted vitality that flows out after the fragmentation.

"No!!! Damn outsider! How dare you do such a blasphemous act!"

Nurgle opened his mouth full of fangs, maggots and rotten flesh and let out a wail of agony.

He suddenly waved his big hand and inserted it into his abdominal cavity, which was filled with blood, internal organs, poisonous gas and plague. He grabbed the avatar of shimmering oil inside and tried to pull it out.

But unfortunately it was too late.

The destructive power released by Zuo Si still crushed more than half of the demon maggots, and the rest seemed to have escaped Nurgle's control, and they spewed out of the wound and fell to the ground and fled in all directions.

Upon seeing this, Robert Guilliman unceremoniously released the psychic flames of the Lord of Mankind, directly burning a large area inside the abdominal cavity until it turned black and carbonized.

Under the severe pain caused by the joint attack of both sides, Nurgle, who was originally known for his good temper, completely fell into madness. He raised his huge right foot and stamped hard, vowing to crush all the enemies who dared to offend him to death.

But he apparently forgot that both Zuo Si and Guilliman, who had been blessed by the emperor's power, were much faster than him.

Moreover, the spiritual power of the Lord of Humanity has already reached a level that is comparable to the Four Gods of Chaos.

The two just exchanged a look and instantly understood what the other meant.

Zuo Si's shimmering oil incarnation instantly expanded into a huge metal ball with a spiked structure.

Nurgle didn't react and stepped on it.

puff!

The huge spikes directly pierced the huge and fat soles of the feet, and blood containing plague and corruption suddenly spurted out.

You must know that the spike standing at the top is nothing else, it is the blade of the magic sword containing the power of order, so this blow caused terrible real damage on the spot.

Nurgle himself even screamed and fell on his back like a collapsed mountain on the dust shell that had long since become a hypocrisy.

As soon as his front foot fell, Robert Guilliman jumped up, raised the Emperor's Sword high, and stabbed the opponent's other intact eye.

Nurgle's huge and clumsy body had no time to react, and he went from one-eyed dragon to completely blind.

The most important thing is that this seriously damaged the essence of his power as the evil god of subspace.

When the sword was pulled out, the damaged and blinded eyeball fell from its socket and turned into a gem emitting emerald green light.

Did you actually lose your equipment? !

Zuo Si was stunned for a moment.

But soon he had no intention of paying attention to the gem that was transformed from an eye and might contain Nurgle's divine power and authority.

Because three light groups emitting different colors suddenly appeared in the sky above their heads.

One of them takes on a blood-red color that symbolizes rage and murder;

The second one is blue, which represents wisdom, strategy, cunning, deception and change;

The third one is purple, which symbolizes temptation, joy and the pleasure produced by strong stimulation.

Anyone with a little knowledge of subspace knows that this is a sign that the other three gods of chaos are about to arrive.

"It's now!"

Zuo Si gave Gianna the final order without hesitation.

The latter transformed into a dark death vortex without any hesitation and directly inserted Frostmourne into Nurgle's heart.

Because in many traditional and primitive religious beliefs, the heart symbolizes life.

Therefore, this is the most important place in Nurgle's body, and it is also the only place that can cause fatal injuries.

"No! No! No! I am the great god of life and reincarnation! How could I die!"

As the power of coldness and death began to be injected, the powerful evil god finally felt fear and despair for the first time, and began to roll violently in an attempt to push Jaina away from him.

"Stop struggling. Because this is the fate you have to face. Death is the destination and end of all life! There is no difference between humans and gods."

Jaina made the final declaration with the cold and ruthless attitude of the God of Death. At the same time, all the power of death poured into Nurgle's heart like a flood, completely wiping out his last vestige of life.

When the three light groups in the sky gradually began to condense into entities, Nurgle, who was feared and hated by countless people, was finally obliterated from the roots of the subspace.

Although by showing the emotions and beliefs of mortals in the universe, there is a high probability that he will be reborn in the future.

But Nurgle, who is born again, may be much weaker than the previous one, and there is a big question mark as to whether his personality and memory can be retained.

"call--

finally……

We finally succeeded in killing one of the Chaos Gods!

This is a historic moment!

The miracles we create will become eternal glory that shines on the entire galaxy! "

Robert Guilliman let out a long breath, with an expression of great excitement and excitement on his face.

This is a huge event for both the mortals in the real universe and the human empire that suffers from subspace.

Just like God cannot bleed.

When the Chaos Evil God is no longer invincible, but is proven to be injured and killed by a more powerful restraining force, then people's awe and fear of them will become much weaker.

Likewise, the number of people who believe in and worship them will decrease dramatically.

"You think this is the end?"

Zuo Si glanced at the original body with an idiot's eyes, then raised his head and stared at Khorne, Tzeentch and Slaanesh who appeared in the sky, as well as Jaina who was frantically devouring Nurgle's corpse and transforming it into a death form. , with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, he whispered: "The real show has just begun."

The words have not yet been spoken!

Nurgle's huge mountain-like corpse completely lost all vitality, including the maggots, bacteria, viruses and various creatures and microorganisms that coexisted in his body. They were all completely dead, leaving only a body driven by the power of death. The undead puppet.

At the same time, Jaina, lying on Nurgle's body, finally ushered in her moment of transformation.

A black-gray light pillar was seen rising into the sky, directly filling the vacancy left by Nurgle's death.

The originally "vibrant" Nurgle Garden completely turned into a realm of cold death in just a few minutes.

Under the influence of this terrifying spiritual storm, the fighting Scourge and Nurgle forces quickly transformed into servants of the new God of Death.

When the black vortex gradually condensed into a female figure wearing black armor and cloak, holding a giant black scythe, the entire god-ascension ceremony finally ended.

At this moment, the Garden of Nurgle no longer has any chaos and disorder in the subspace, but is filled with overwhelming lawful attributes, and everything forms established rules under the control of the new god of death.

What's even more frightening is that the power of this order is still leaking out at a slow speed, causing a huge impact on the entire subspace.

Just the confrontation with the chaotic nature of the other three Chaos Evil Gods descending above them had already resulted in deafening roars and violent psychic explosions.

Everyone can feel that the new Death God Jaina and Khorne, Tzeentch and Slaanesh are completely opposite in nature, and there is no possibility of relaxation.

"Tsk, tsk, we seem to be a step late, don't we?"

Slaanesh, with her sexy androgynous figure and seductive voice, was the first to break the silence.

As the youngest of the four Chaos Evil Gods, he/she obviously does not like Nurgle, who is ugly, dirty and unable to bring any joy, so he/she does not care at all about the latter's death.

Khorne stared at the resurrected undead body and said with disdain: "This is the inevitable outcome of the weak. Nurgle always emphasizes the need for love and harmony among believers, and I am not satisfied with the outcome today." Surprised. Bah! He really embarrassed all the four gods of chaos!"

“Haha, changes, intrigues, tricks and unexpected surprises completely exceeded expectations, this is simply a wonderful performance.

I like this outsider, and the new god that comes with him.

If you include the human emperor, the number of players sitting on the table has reached an astonishing six.

I can't even begin to imagine how thrilling the rest of the game will be. "

Tzeentch put on an intoxicated look and exclaimed.

If there is anyone among the three Chaos Evil Gods who wants to see this result the most, it must be him.

Because the drastic changes and possible shocking deceptions, conspiracies, and tricks will make this trouble maker feel happy.

There is no way, who said this is a common problem of abstract concept gods.

They simply cannot suppress their nature. Even if they know that something may cause a devastating blow to themselves, they still can't help but want to see the consequences after it happens, instead of preventing the damage in advance.

In addition to the ones in front of me, Xigaoqi, the Laughing God of the Spirit Tribe, is also a very typical example.

At this moment, in this realm that has been transformed into death, Khorne, Tzeentch and Slaanesh, who represent Chaos, stand together, while Jaina, Zuosi, who symbolize Order, and Robert Guilliman, who uses the power of the Emperor Standing together seems to indicate the possible future situation of subspace.

"Want to start a war?"

Jaina, who had successfully been promoted to the God of Death, asked in an uncertain tone.

Zuo Si smiled and replied: "With fear and Tzeentch around, I think this battle is probably unavoidable. But be careful not to use too much force. After all, this is just a test. There is no need to expose all your cards."

"knew."

Jaina suddenly raised her hand and began to summon the power of death in the entire field to strengthen herself, then took a big step and hooked her fingers at Tzeentch.

The latter responded immediately.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had crossed the spatial distance and became a ball.

"So my opponent is Slaanesh?"

Robert Guilliman asked with a wry smile, his whole body glowing with dazzling golden light.

He was fairly self-aware and knew that he would definitely not be able to defeat Khorne, who would go crazy at the sight of blood. Instead, he wanted to pick a "soft" persimmon.

Of course, the reason why this word is put in double quotes is because even the Chaos Evil God, currently recognized as the weakest and youngest, is definitely not something that a mere original body can defeat.

Even with the blessing of the Lord of Mankind's power, all the Imperial Regent can do is delay it for a little while.

Slaanesh undoubtedly noticed this, and immediately stretched out a long and sharp tongue like an alien to lick his lips, smiled and teased: "Come on, cute little handsome guy, I can't wait to teach you how to develop yourself." potential to gain more happiness.

You must know that your brother Fulgrim has learned a lot under my training.

Although you may have had a little holiday before.

But trust me, there's nothing a good naked pleasure fest can't fix.

If so, let’s do it again.

Most of all, I'm really looking forward to seeing the passion that you two brothers can generate between each other, it's exciting just to think about it.

After all, at the beginning, I planned to pair up Fulgrim and Saintlys, the two handsome guys who made countless people crazy.

It's a pity that Saint Les was too stubborn and died in the battle.

You know, I was sad for a long time when he died.

But now I can use you as a substitute. "

After saying that, Slaanesh began to look up and down at Robert Guilliman with an undisguised perversion.

Especially the latter's perky buttocks, strong pectoralis major muscles, and that tough and handsome face that looks like an ancient Greek marble sculpture.

In just a few seconds, his/her part that originally showed female characteristics suddenly set up a small tent without warning.

It must be said that this scene caused a huge mental impact on the straight man Robert Guilliman, and he suddenly became extremely furious.

As a well-informed primarch with a super brain, he realized almost instantly that Slaanesh clearly wanted to have sex with him, and he also wanted to bring Fulgrim with him, who had beaten him into a deep sleep for ten thousand years. Together.

The horrific scene of being attacked from both sides makes people feel sick just thinking about it, so much so that the Imperial Regent couldn't help but tremble on the spot, and subconsciously covered his butt with his other hand.

It seemed as if Slaanesh or Fulgrim would suddenly appear behind him and launch a "sneak attack" at the next moment.

Just when Robert Guilliman was hesitating whether to change opponents with Zuo Si, more powerful spiritual energy from the Lord of Mankind began to be injected into his body.

Obviously, this is the emperor telling him not to be timid, go up and kill Slaanesh, daddy will support you.

Then the original body suddenly gained confidence and courage, brandishing the Emperor's Sword and launched a violent attack like a storm.

As the other four have confirmed their opponents and officially started fighting, only Zuo Si and Khorne, who has the strongest frontal combat ability, are left.

"From the moment you came to this universe, I noticed your existence."

Khorne opened his mouth and spoke slowly in a tone full of blood, killing and violence.

"so what?"

Zuo Si gently stroked the magic sword blade that had turned into an arm, with undisguised hostility in his eyes.

He will never forget that the first subspace creature he encountered when he came to the Warhammer Universe was the opponent's big demon - the Skull Snatcher, and they even had a fight in the air.

"I hope you can perform to my satisfaction in the next battle."

As the last word blurted out, Khorne suddenly turned into a flash of red light and disappeared.

Just less than a millisecond later...

boom! ! ! ! !

The blood-stained and jagged ax in his hand collided directly with the magic sword that turned into an arm.

With the blessing of powerful divine power, if this blow were in the real universe, it would definitely split a planet with ease.

But the good news is that this place belongs to the domain of Jaina, the new god of death, and it is also the first place of order in the chaotic subspace.

This means that Khorne's power is inevitably limited because it is an away game, while Zuo Si's power has been greatly strengthened by the home field advantage.

In addition, the incarnation of Shuoyou itself is a super material similar to a neutron star, and its mass has already surpassed most stars by swallowing it, so it stood there without even moving a step.

"That's it?"

Zuo Si raised his head and taunted in a slightly contemptuous tone.

If there is anyone among the Chaos Evil Gods that he is least afraid of, it must be the Blood God in front of him.

Because this guy is not only irritable, irritable, impulsive, and bloodthirsty, but completely like a beast that obeys primitive instincts and desires, and all his attack methods are basically simple and crude slashing, slashing, and killing.

The incarnation of Shuoyou, with its powerful protective properties and unlimited recovery ability, is least afraid of encountering such an opponent.

"Hahahaha! Good! Very good! Very good! It seems that you can withstand my power. In that case, let us enjoy this fight happily!"

Khorne roared with laughter, and then fell into a bloodthirsty madness and lost his mind. Using primitive instincts, he launched wave after wave of fierce attacks, completely ignoring defense. His body was soon filled with large and small blood spurting out. of wounds.

But the interesting thing is that the more injured he is and the more he bleeds, the faster his strength and reflexes become.

The opposite of this wildness is the elegant sword dance displayed by Zuo Sina through observation and a lot of precise calculations.

Although he seems to be defending most of the time, once he finds an opening, he can leave a wound on the opponent's body.

At the end of the fight, the two sides even competed at close to the speed of light or simply exceeded the speed of light.

All surrounding matter was shattered into basic particles such as protons and electrons, and even smaller microscopic particles in the face of this terrifying destructive force.

The psychic energy also formed a tornado-like storm between the two of them.

The terrifying momentum seemed to destroy the entire subspace and the Milky Way in the real universe.

Combined with the battle between Jaina, the new god of death, and Tzeentch in the distance, and the continued suppression of Slaanesh by the Lord of Mankind and his primordial descendants, anyone with a bit of common sense will realize that the subspace in the future will probably never be the same again. In that case, the Chaos forces will be dominated by one family, but will gradually split into the two largest factions.

And this will determine the pattern of the Milky Way for tens of thousands of years or even longer.

There is a saying that goes well, when the two warring parties remain evenly matched, the addition of any insignificant chip will cause the originally balanced scale to tilt to one side.

This time, the person who broke the current balance was none other than Vashtor "Washanxian" who rushed over immediately after being transformed by Shimo Oil.

"Vashtor! Why are you here?"

Tzeentch was the first to react and quickly pushed back Jaina, the god of death, and asked loudly.

"I?"

The nozzle behind Vashtor suddenly burst out with dazzling lightning and flames. He grinned and replied: "Of course I am here to express my infinite admiration and worship to the great father of New Phyrexia. .

By the way, help him deal with you stupid, ignorant, low-level idiots.

After all, apart from those boring games, have you done anything meaningful since your birth?

Because of your existence, the universe we live in is completely in an extremely sad state.

This feeling is absolutely terrible.

For the sake of a better future and the realization of the ideals of the Supreme Father, please die. "

As the last word blurted out, not only Tzeentch was stunned, but also Slaanesh, who was enjoying teasing Robert Guilliman, and Khorne, who had fallen into bloodlust and war madness, regained their senses and stopped fighting to stare directly. Looking at this Chaos Demigod.

They couldn't believe that the usually obedient "Wa Banxian" would actually talk to them in such an arrogant tone.

You must know that although Vashtor is revered as a "demigod", in fact, he is at best the same as the oldest demon prince born - Be'lak.

Although in the eyes of many people, these two are already the strongest beings among the forces of chaos standing under the four gods.

But in the eyes of Khorne, Tzeentch and Slaanesh, they are nothing more than pawns.

It's just that these two chess pieces are dormant on the chessboard, waiting silently for opportunities, eager to become chess players one day.

But Vashtor did not care about the reactions of the three Chaos Evil Gods. Instead, he flew directly in front of Zuo Si and knelt down on one knee in an extremely pious manner: "The great Supreme Father, the creation of New Phyrexia." Lord and Lord, please forgive my belated arrival.”

"No, you're not late, you're just in time."

Zuo Si undoubtedly felt the shimmering oil in the other party's body, as well as the physical and mental essence that had been completely assimilated, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Because he knows very well that "Wa Banxian" can definitely be regarded as one of his biggest achievements in the Warhammer universe, and even one of them can be omitted.

"Please allow me to congratulate you on completing the unprecedented feat of killing Nurgle. It's a pity that I was not able to witness this scene with my own eyes."

Vashtor obviously noticed the corpse of Nurgle that was resurrected in the form of an undead not far away. The two eyes that were constantly spraying orange-red fire became extremely bright.

After all, as the god of creation and invention, how could he not be interested in studying the body of his loving father Nurgle.

If possible, he also hopes to carry out a series of transformations and enhancements to this resurrected undead puppet.

Zuo Si glanced at the three Chaos Evil Gods with interest, and said in a threatening tone: "It doesn't matter, this is just a beginning, not an end. If some guys don't get out quickly, they will soon." There’s a second, a third, a fourth.”

You don't need to ask to know that this sentence is meant for Khorne, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh.

Although he has no such plan, and does not intend to take huge risks to enter the realm of the Chaos Evil God, it would not be bad if he can take this opportunity to plant the seeds of fear, suspicion and doubt in the other party's heart.