Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

Aenarion flipped in the air, like a ball held up by a seal.

There were no seals below, only thick, impenetrable fog.

He had been fighting for an unknown amount of time, as time and space expanded due to the existence before his eyes, turning into a chaotic and disordered area - at least in his perception, it was something called an area.

Unspeakable terror and all kinds of confused cognitions constantly impacted his soul, and Asuryan's holy fire burned the mist.

Amid crackling sounds, tiny but violent explosions continued to occur. The conflict between reality and illusion created a large amount of debris that mixed in the energy flow and hit the body like being hit by dark red iron sand.

The Phoenix Lord had very little spiritual energy left, and casting spells in this place, not only did he not know what his opponent was, but his energy consumption was dozens of times higher than before.

After casting a spell, his strength was finally exhausted, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I found myself in a conference area, and a huge amount of information flooded into my mind.

This is a small plane deep in the Pantheon. Its origin is unknown, but it has existed for quite some time.

He was not the only one called, there were also senior talents from two other races.

The reason for coming to the Pantheon is very simple. The fragments of the outer ones of the Star God are imprisoned here. The actual combat confrontation just now was a contest between the top means of the mortal world of various races and the fragments of the pinnacle laws of the material universe.

The outcome was disappointing, as neither the Eldar nor the Orcs were able to gain an advantage in the single combat.

As for the siege battle, only the Necrons relied on their rich experience and successfully contained the enemy after sacrificing more than a dozen battleships.

The victorious Necron Emperor showed no joy in the flood of data, only sadness and irritation.

The power left in its body by the fragment of the star god has been expelled by the King of Silence, and the Emperor of Pope, who has returned to normal, recalls the entire process of the battle.

The other side did not attack. The fleet attacked and the fragments subconsciously dodged. The damaged warships were contaminated and destroyed during the capture process.

The Dynasty Warlock collapsed in the chaotic data. The error was merged into the core database along with the wail of the rebirth protocol. The destroyed soldiers could not die or be resurrected. They were stuck in a state that should not exist.

"It's so difficult to deal with the loss of self-will. How can I deal with this?"

The orc lord on the other side said this and slowly lay down on the chair, shrinking his body to about three meters in order to get closer to the other lords.

"It's not our business to deal with this thing."

The Emperor's voice was hoarse with a few cracks. The machine had been restarted too many times, and the problems of aging and lack of updates were beginning to show.

"Speaking of which, you guys have captured fragments a lot, do you have any good methods to deal with them?"

"bet,"

The Pope said.

“Betting on fragments has no brains, or at least not enough intelligence.

Or it’s very small...

Either our military strength is strong enough, or there is nothing else."

"That's it?"

“That’s it!

You are the 63rd lord, right?

It’s normal not to know what happened in the past.

So far, in the process of capturing fragments, no one has used the cosmic background or other authority to fight against our race.

The only way to fight back against the fragments of the dead god is to use lightning, meteorites, dark matter, fire, or something like that.

The cost was still within an acceptable range. At that time, the attack on the complete Star God...

Forget it, I won’t say anymore. It’s meaningless.

All in all, our attempt was not worthwhile.

Our race has never tried to contain the fragments of a Star God without destroying its body."

The French emperor thought of some bad memories, shook the axe in his hand, and said no more.

The conference room fell silent, with everyone thinking about their own issues.

As silent as these chosen champions are the gods.

"I'm impressed. Which good person uses his internal circulation system for survival...

Do we have any means to break this system?"

Qatar recounted the means it had used in the past, including the use of war weapons, direct military intervention, and traps and ambushes.

But, it's all useless.

Of the remaining methods, only two are feasible.

1. Leave the timeline, go back to the past, and completely wipe out Zhang Lingyou when he is still a collection of fragments.

Second, take out the cannon that the Necrons used to smash the Star God, super-double it, and use it on the battlefield.

The former is too difficult.

I don’t know how the timeline occupied by those on the outside became so slippery and tough.

Not being able to catch it is a small problem. The big problem is that the thread is right in front of you, but you can’t find it.

He forced himself to attack several times, which caused him so much pain that he almost suffered internal injuries.

The latter is extremely dangerous

Those world-type star gods were equally dangerous back then, and during the confrontation, they also used star-breaking cannons to create a hole connecting the inside and the outside.

Then, the ancient saints outside held the enemy back while the star gods entered from the hole and boarded the enemy from the inside, cutting off the center of the system and severely damaging it.

Looking at Zhang Lingyou's configuration, his external output can only be supplemented by Huifeng, and as for the internal defense, he is likely to be treated like a turtle.

“The crops are still growing, the cycle cannot be stopped, and if we want to process them, we have to find another way.”

The ancient sage rejected the proposal to abandon his people without hesitation. What a joke! They had persisted for tens of millions of years and weathered so many storms, only to abandon their past efforts at this time?

The sunk costs are ridiculously high and I really can’t accept it.

"In fact, we have another solution, a very good one."

Quick seemed to have made up his mind, and he looked at the other two with sharp eyes.

“Outsiders now do not accept religion and faith, but in a way, He is still clean.

We can use the long-term peace as a bargaining chip to invite Him to join the almighty plan. "

"Hey, are you serious?"

Setra's pupils trembled, and he said in disbelief:

“Before, when the other party was weak, you didn’t mention this.

Now, He has endurance, logistics, output, and psychic power... and soon He will have psychic power.

You want to negotiate now?

Do you want to take a look at the situation and see if we have any bargaining chips?

My tribe has captured you several times before without mercy, if it weren't for you...

Forget it, in a word: if you reconcile now, you are probably kidding me."

Surrender also requires capital. No one in the world is so lucky that he can always encounter the PLA.

Quick thought that reconciliation was possible because Zhang Lingyou had good character and qualities - Sigma thought so too.

Because this is good, thanks to the contrast with his peers, compared with the mental state of other star gods, Zhang Lingyou is considered to be very gentle.

But compared with the star gods, the black bean sprouts of later generations are all saints among saints.

What's more, wouldn't it be more perfect to kill all the hostile forces and then enjoy it slowly?

"I have a plan that can help resolve the conflict and get us to a point where we can negotiate..."

"Oh? Do you have a plan too?"