Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

It is true that it stimulates the vitality of the real universe. Like electroshock therapy, short and strong stimulation can test the local space and judge the situation through the reaction.

Zhang Lingyou failed. Although the main purpose of this event was to provide cover for Gray Feng, he really hoped that he was wrong and that the world could still be repaired and used.

Unfortunately, Zhang Lingyou was not wrong this time. The current real universe is a huge living corpse between life and death, but constantly running towards death.

The reason why this time it gives people the illusion of "almost succeeding" is simply because the accumulation of the real universe still exists and there is still strong vitality for squandering.

[No, I have to let go...]

Feeling the universe greedily devouring his own energy, Zhang Lingyou had to cut off the energy supply.

While waiting for the energy cycle to resume, watch the remaining energy being consumed in vain.

In high-dimensional time and space, the space is distorted to the extreme. Due to the lack of follow-up, the latitude is like a blocking rope that has been broken with great force. The broken dimensional fragments are mixed with the deactivated singularity, sweeping across all directions with an unstoppable trend.

Outside the solar system, Zhang Lingyou used his humanoid body and exerted force with his fingers to flick or push away the debris rain.

One piece, two pieces... ten thousand pieces, without any sign of anger or impatience, Zhang Lingyou quietly held up the barrier, not caring whether it was a bit inefficient.

Finally, after deflecting countless fragments, an irregular and ferocious fragment suddenly appeared. Star God seemed to be a little dull in thinking due to repetitive work and failed to discover this fragment.

By the time he reacted, it was already too late to block. Zhang Lingyou did what anyone in life would do - avoid it.

The ferocious fragments scratched the outsider's chest, leaving an ugly scar on the hard metal body.

Then, the fragments sank into the void and disappeared.

The Wind of Heaven watched everything in the Martian space. It discovered that several unknown liquids had disappeared. Looking at the labels on it, it seemed to be something related to the Eldar God.

In the subspace, the Laughing God sleepwalked normally according to the prescribed patrol path, but suddenly a piece of dimensional debris appeared in front of him.

The confused Laughing God was hit hard by this batch of hailstones from another world. Generally speaking, if physical bombardment is not accompanied by rules and blessings, it will not hurt these special subspace entities.

But this time, perhaps because of the miracle of strength, the fragments drove a violent psychic wind, forming a solid wall that rushed quickly.

The poor Laughing God was like a mosquito caught by an electric mosquito, and he fought against this high wall of psychic energy without any fancy.

The god who brought joy to the Eldar was thrown away like a lifeless rag doll, truly a kite with broken strings.

The Laughing God who fell into the solidified area was lying on the ground not knowing whether to live or die. A figure quietly approached, trying to plot something evil.

As the king of the gods, Asuryan noticed that his little brother was in bad condition and sent an emergency response team headed by the goddess of life Aisha to rescue him.

They did not move. These gods saw Zhang Lingyou injured and bleeding, and naturally discovered that this new god had not been at his work station in recent months.

Through the playback of past records, it was found that Zhang Lingyou used his own clone to carry him to death in order to maintain the stability of the planet's position.

The pattern of consuming almost one clone a day made the gods breathe a sigh of relief. In their view, Zhang Lingyou failed to fully inherit all the authority of the Countless Ones, and the threat level was acceptable.

After this incident, it seems that the webway cannot be repaired. There are a lot of broken things in the real universe and subspace that need to be dealt with first. Since they are all somewhat injured, let's stop for a while.

Once the situation is adjusted and the hidden dangers of the network are completely eliminated, it will not be too late to take action.

The existing projects have effectively prevented the network situation from deteriorating further, which is enough to support it for a period of time.

The gods, who had finished their work in an anticlimactic manner, were not in the mood to talk nonsense. They had finally carefully prepared and jointly promoted the project, which made them feel embarrassed. It was true that they were angry.

No one told Zhang Lingyou that there was no need to maintain a clone. Anyway, it was not his own clone that was burned, so he should just let the one who slipped away burn.

"What were you doing just now?" Heavenly Wind asked.

"Try to partially restart and see if it can be better. I really can't repair this broken world, one galaxy, four different time flow rates. Moreover, part of the two-dimensional space is stuck with the three-dimensional space, and interdimensional creatures They all built a nest inside, I really don’t know how they fought at that time.”

Zhang Lingyou put his hand on his forehead, his breath was a little weak. Continuing to mentally interfere with these main gods for a long time, while also supplying energy to Gray Wind and stimulating the real universe, puts a heavy burden on itself. Even the core of the Star God is somewhat overwhelmed, and several cracks appear.

Fortunately, with the cancellation of external output, the return of strength will heal these injuries.

The wound on the chest has not yet healed, with dense runes appearing on it, and bright blood droplets boiling and dissipating on the surface of the living metal.

"Psychic curse? If you want to use this thing to exert its power, you need a medium. How did you get it?"

Agil was surprised. He really didn't expect Zhang Lingyou to attack the Laughing God so quickly.

It did know through prophecy that the Laughing God might be able to deceive Zhang Lingyou, but this was only a possibility. For a less powerful secondary god to play tricks in front of the main god is tantamount to madness.

Even the most radical method should be to "conveniently" kill the Laughing God during the subsequent war with the Spirit Tribe.

"Look for an excuse, I want it." Zhang Lingyou knew what Ai Gil wanted to ask, and said bluntly: "Late will lead to changes, take action early, and it will save trouble."

Heavenly Wind was startled, thought for a long time, and finally said: "Well, considering that you may awaken your spiritual power in the future, let me remind you first. Although you are in a special state, your words are too straightforward and can easily be misled by the enemy in the prophecy. Sensitive information has been received. Now you think about the worst in everything. You can't say there is a problem, but you can't say it like this...that is, you can't say it like this when communicating."

"Why?" Zhang Lingyou was puzzled. His words were too straightforward, and it was easy to understand why he was being eavesdropped on prophecies. Speaking of auspicious words, this thing is a bit too deliberate and seems to be of no use.

"The Heaven Department, as the birthplace of prophecy, is all about 'wishful thinking', and its spiritual power is characterized by fear of whatever comes. The less confident you are, the weaker you will be."

"This... seems to be similar to the method of subjective spiritual energy gathering of orcs. The more you think about something, the more you can do."

"That's pretty much what it means."

While the two were talking, the gray storm gradually subsided, and the result was about to be seen.

In the past six months, the phase sickle had consumed nearly a thousand star god clones. Even though Zhang Lingyou had a good foundation, he still felt weak.

The storm completely subsided, and a ball of silver-gray metal floated quietly in the air. The magic circle had dissipated, and all the energy was supplied to this artifact.

Almost at the same time, the jade seal also made a clicking sound.

When Gray Wind finally replenished himself and began to gather a new body, five figures burst out from the jade seal.

"Fuck me!"

With his eyes widened, Zhang Lingyou had no choice but to seal the space with one hand and grab hold with the other hand, shattering all the blood capsules left inside the space.

A groan of pain spread from the solar system to all directions, and even the rough subspace could not block the groan.