Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

The twelve mantras are the legacy left behind after the God of Foundation was smashed by Bai Huan. The user only needs to recite the mantras loudly to mobilize the power of the almost uncontrollable law.

The Necrontyr has been searching for the mantra, keeping it in his treasury, avoiding the use of mortal objects and preparing to use it as his secret weapon.

The various dynasties have been searching for many years, but they have only been able to recover a few of them.

The ‘retreat’ of looking back in time

‘Delete’ to delete cargo space

‘Advance’ to the future

‘Move’ out of thin air

pure stillness 'stop'

‘Things’ that create inorganic substances out of thin air

These six mantras were collected by the King of Silence and stored in the treasure house. Other mantras were obtained by Amalaga and the Deceiver, and then imprinted into the twisted Horus.

The ‘life’ that creates organic matter out of thin air

The ‘death’ that erases the thing that carries it

‘Creation’ to create an independent space

The ‘thinking’ that gives thought to a soulless thing

The ‘attachment’ that seizes control of thoughts

Non-existence ‘nothing’ corresponding to existence

These six mantras were far apart in Horus's body, and the fluctuations and light emitted could not be projected onto another mantra at all.

Disturbed by the power of the Deceiver, these mantras unexpectedly move and move towards each other.

The speed is getting faster and faster, the six mantras collide together, and in the violent explosion and turmoil, the shape of the God of Foundation spreads out from the inside out.

The shell of Horus was like tough and soft rubber. It changed shape under the impetus of this force, and finally took on the appearance of half of the basic god.

The Emperor and the God-Emperor didn't know much about this ancient and powerful physical god, but the Void Dragon was shocked and pale, and could not raise any resistance to the basic god.

"This is no longer something we can defeat...Only those who are subjective can fight!" The Void Dragon took a few steps back and floated behind the Emperor and the God Emperor.

"Relying on the Subject to defeat the God of Foundation, what is the cost? Will the broken Milky Way be completely shattered like a porcelain plate dropped on the ground? As long as I am not dead, I will never allow that to happen!" God Emperor She scolded, very dissatisfied with the Void Dragon's timidity.

She slashed at Horus, and the sea of ​​fire filled the sky carried all the sacrifices of mankind's tenacious survival in the galaxy.

Faced with this kind of attack, not even Khorne dared to rely on his body to survive.

But Horus just chuckled twice and casually created a gap leading to an independent space, letting the sea of ​​fire sink into it and cutting off the connection with the subspace energy.

The God-Emperor lost the perception of his own power, and the flaming sword turned into a huge curtain standing behind the God-Emperor under the guidance of the outline of his fingertips.

Then countless cave entrances opened, each opening showing a huge church of the state religion world.

Those priests and nuns who were not selected to participate in this final battle suddenly became excited. They had been waiting in the church hall for a long time, eager for the moment when the God Emperor called on their power.

"Dedicate yourself to my Lord!"

A bishop shouted loudly, and then without hesitation plunged into the golden flames rising in the church.

The sacrifice greatly expanded the power of the God-Emperor. She had no intention of using these powers to decorate her gardens and palaces like the evil god. Instead, she turned the newly acquired power of sacrifice into a long, thick and indestructible chain and gold. The thrones are tightly connected.

"Destroy it!" the God-Emperor roared, dragging the chains with all his strength, and then guided the towering golden throne to smash towards Horus.

Horus' eyes froze, he raised his hand to create an independent space and wanted to repeat the same trick.

But as soon as the Golden Throne submerged into the independent space, the exaggerated psychic power and size overwhelmed the space itself.

The shattered space-time fragments flew out together with the throne, splashing on Horus.

Bang!

The throne hit Horus heavily, and the flames ignited melted Horus' shell. At the same time, countless heroic souls of warriors rushed out of the throne and launched a ferocious attack on the ugly thing in front of them.

The living fight for their own survival, and the dead sacrifice themselves for the future of the living.

The God-Emperor has put everything she has into it. If the situation still does not improve, she will not hesitate to ignite her newly acquired body and destroy it together with Horus.

When the God-Emperor used all his methods, the Emperor on the side was not idle either.

He compressed and fused the subspace essence together as much as possible, temporarily forming his own subspace essence.

He recalled his most desperate moments, from the failure of the Webway Project to the destruction of mankind. Finally, he opened his eyes, and a purple sun of destruction rose behind his head.

He squeezed his palms hard against Horus, and countless chains were wrapped around Horus' body and contracted tightly. He wished he could disintegrate him directly in this way!

Horus roared as he struggled to free himself from the Emperor's power and cleanse himself of the spirit and fire.

This growing power put a great deal of pressure on the Emperor, and the hands that bound Horus could not stop trembling.

Just when he was about to be unable to hold on any longer, the Void Dragon barely restrained his fear, stood beside the Emperor, and moved countless metals and explosives from the battlefield to Horus.

Cages, chains, flames.

The combination of three powers severely suppressed Horus's expansion, but this could only make Horus become embarrassed, but could not qualitatively harm him.

A shadow rose in the distance, which looked very similar to Horus, who contained the God of Foundation.

When his vision passed through countless horrors and fell into it, he discovered that the shadow of the God of Foundation was the King of Silence himself, with only one head left.

It is so difficult to control half of the power of the basic god with a soulless body. Behind the Silent King are countless dynasty warlocks and the Pharaoh who has liberated the power of the fragments of the Star God to share the terrifying backlash.

If Horus cannot be defeated in a short period of time, the Necrontyr will be completely destroyed. Even the mechanical thinking cannot be retained and can only become detailed metal sculptures.

"Eternal mistakes will eventually need to be resolved."

The Silent King sighed, and the phantom raised his hands toward Horus, using the rapid backwards and forwards of time to pull Horus' body, creating a time-space paradox that cannot be ignored.

Horus twisted and twitched under the stretch of many forces, his body sometimes solidified and sometimes illusory. He existed in the prison jointly built by the Void Dragon and the Emperor, and existed in every corner of the galaxy.

The wall built by Tzeentch to isolate the pure white void broke in advance under such a violent disturbance, and the void quickly poured into the broken galaxy like a tsunami, as if to give to all those struggling in the ashes. A relief for living beings.