I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 627 Croak! This is the bond between us siblings.
Sigmund is the god of laughter, mockery, satire, and clowns.
Within the entire Eldar pantheon, his position was extremely inconspicuous. He lacked the boundless divine power of the God-King Asuyan, the terrifying combat strength of Bloodhand Cain, the beauty of the goddess Lilith, and the ability to foresee fate like the goddess Agnes. He was not like Vaal, who could forge unparalleled artifacts, nor could he roam the stars like Hawke, and he didn't even possess Isha's compassion.
The clown's only skill is to make people laugh, to make himself laugh, and to make others laugh. He is merely a jester in the court of the gods, and no matter how skillfully he uses his mouth, he cannot change the fact that he is incredibly weak.

Especially the moment the Silent King stepped out of his flagship, his foot resting on the throne of Dias, and thrust his metal spear at Xigaoqi,

Sigucci was acutely aware of his own weakness.

He saw the spear encased in the Burner's inextinguishable flames, the spear powerful enough to slay a star god.
Long ago, the Silent King used this very spear to single-handedly shatter the Burner into pieces.
The metal casing of the spear unfolded, or rather, that metal casing resembling a spear was merely a limiter for the actual weapon.
After the metal shell unfolded, a slender crystalline thread was revealed. This thread was unimaginably thin, so thin that it seemed to have no width or height, thinner than an atom, thinner than a quark, thinner than the Planck length, thinner than all matter known to Sigucci.
With this, the spear pierced the cracks in reality itself, penetrating the veil between the subspace and reality.
Through that long, probe-like crystal thread, the Silent King was able to glimpse the hidden gears of creation speeding past him, Sigmund, and all things. He saw the form of the pivot of all things, and the secret knowledge of the universe slowly flowing, being forged, and projected.
He saw the things that determined the shape of the universe, those infinite wonders, the root of infinite dimensions. Everything in the material universe was ultimately just a projection of what he saw in different dimensions, a layer on its infinite crystalline surface.
He saw the first cause of all things, the first driving force, the ultimate initial cause setting of the causal chain, the fundamental source of the existence of all things, the end point of infinite backtracking, those words, those settings.

The immense energy was being constantly depleted. The Silent King altered what he saw but could not comprehend, subtly leaving two diagonal lines between the things representing Xigaoqi, symbolizing the severing of Xigaoqi's existence at its very root.

This alone consumed most of the spear's power, temporarily preventing it from operating at such high power and rendering it unable to display such power for at least fifteen minutes.

Xi/Gao/Qi realized that he was becoming disjointed, an indescribable feeling, as if he were being separated by something unseen, a separation that was not material, not subspace, but a more thorough and intense separation.

If it were Asuyan or Kane, they would probably be severely injured by such an indescribable attack. Xi Gaoqi, on the other hand, had no way to resist and could only fall apart, which was exactly what Xi Gaoqi had expected.

He forced himself to remain glued together and turned his gaze toward the pantheon of the Spirit Race.

Apart from West Gorgon, most of the thrones in the Pantheon were empty, covered in dust, and broken.

Only Kane's throne, though shattered, has not yet been extinguished.

Only Isha's throne, though empty, remained intact.

Only the throne that once belonged to Inard and now belongs to Zhou Yun, though incomplete, is occupied by someone.

But West/Gao/Qi did not intend to seek their help or rely on their strength; he had better options.

West Gorky's gaze fell upon the highest point of the Pantheon.

There, also resided the fifth Divine Lord of the Spirit Race, in addition to Xi Gaoqi, Isha, Kane, and Zhou Yun.

That was the most rebellious youngest girl among the Spirit Race gods.
"Sister! Save your brother!" Xi Gaoqi cried out towards the boundless heavens.

Clad in a thin veil, embodying both lust and purity, divinity and demonic nature, her supple body, resembling both a mermaid and a venomous snake, writhed slightly. The faces of a handsome man and a beautiful woman, intertwined, gazed down upon the real world from above.

In an instant, in Slaanesh's garden, millions of flowers with the faces of beautiful women opened, and sweet fragrance emanated from the mouths of these souls who had been imprisoned for ten thousand years. Six hundred and sixty thousand tireless dancers leaped around Him, six hundred and sixty thousand singers stripped of their lower bodies sang praises of His beauty, six hundred and sixty thousand harpists who used their intestines to make harps played the opening song for Him, six hundred and sixty thousand keyboardists played and vowed to play for Him for life, and six hundred and sixty thousand bassists brought wine and food.
"Clown, be grateful to your God."

The Elven goddess smiled sweetly, and the Thirsty Lady opened her deep, viscous mouth, from which bursts of orange-yellow light erupted. A ball of fire surged from her mouth, transforming into a roaring phoenix that flew into Xigaoqi's body.

That was the power of Asuyan, which had been swallowed by Slaanesh, and He had applied it to Sigurd.

In the real universe, every part of Sigucci was shattered in the blink of an eye; he was like a piece of meat meticulously sliced ​​and divided, each piece the same size and the same size.
He turned into dust, the smallest and finest dust, slowly dissipating in the vacuum.
The Silent King was not surprised by this situation. Sigaki was merely a clown god; his existence and power were too weak. Even the Burner had withstood five shots back then. Perhaps Eldar Asuyan or Bloodhand Kane could have withstood a few more shots as well.
But Sigucci was different; although his mouth was extremely dangerous, he couldn't even withstand a single bullet.

The Silent King could probably guess that Xigaoqi was merely a pawn, a tool to cool down his spear and create opportunities.

But the Silent King had to admit that Sigucci was an extremely tempting lure.

The Silent King still remembered the immense damage that Sigucci had inflicted on the Star Gods during the War of Heaven. One of the main reasons the Necromancers of Space were able to defeat the Star Gods was that Sigucci's lies caused the Star Gods to wear each other down. A Sigucci who could move freely and manipulate his words was too dangerous. The Silent King was willing to risk the lance cooling down for fifteen minutes in order to kill him completely.

"Quack! This is the bond between us siblings!!"

Xi Gaoqi's mocking voice suddenly rang out in the void.

"Hmm?" The Silent King murmured in confusion.

The flames of Asuyan ignited on the shattered ashes of Xigaoqi, and Xigaoqi's torn existence was pieced back together in the flames. His body remained fragmented, his aura incredibly weak, and his sharp, crescent-shaped face was riddled with cracks. His very being had suffered a near-fatal blow, but at least he was still alive, still existed.

He looked at the spear in the Silent King's hand.
"So that's how it is."

"Similar to the creation words of ancient sages, it directly exerts its influence on the most fundamental, self-evident principles that constitute the world."

"I can do a little bit of the clown act too."

Xi Gaoqi revealed an extremely mocking smile, and a curse suddenly poured out from between his lips.

Incantations are the language of ancient sages. This power is neither the power of the material universe nor the power of the subspace, but rather the 'sound' and 'words' hidden beneath the surface of existence. It is the power of self-evident truth that directly acts upon the world itself.

The so-called self-evident principle is an axiom that exists on its own without the need for external proof. Its function is natural, like a string of words written by an author in a book; simply reciting it is enough for it to take effect and transform the entire world.
In Zhou Yun's words, this is the cheat code that the ancient sage used in the game of the universe.

The spear in the hands of the Silent King accomplished a similar feat, and its effect even surpassed that of most spells.

The spells that Xi Gaoqi possessed could not, like the Silence King's spear, so directly and powerfully alter the 'sounds' and 'words' hidden beneath the surface of existence; that was too complex.
However, one of the spells that Sigaki possessed could copy the damage he suffered onto other beings.
"Fus!!!!"

"Ro!!!"

"Dah!!!"

Extremely complex syllables came out of Sigucci's mouth.

Reality began to distort, and intense waves began to rise in the subspace. The sound itself seemed to have no energy, but the effect was self-evident the moment it was uttered, naturally acting on the Silent King in front of Sigaki.

The Silent King gripped his spear slightly. Amidst the storm stirred by the incantation, his body remained as immovable as a fortress nailed to the sea. The incantation's effect of replicating the spear had absolutely no bearing on the Silent King's presence.

Xi Gaoqi had no choice but to slightly deflect the direction of the incantation.
The Annihilation Song beneath the feet of the Silent King instantly began to crumble. This flagship of the Silent King, so massive that almost no ship in the galaxy could rival it, instantly turned into dust and vanished, just as it had just happened to Xigoqi.

In fact, Xi Gaoqi would prefer to use a spell to copy the damage he had just suffered onto the Silent King, thus directly tearing apart the Silent King's existence.

But the spear in the Silent King's hand was like a nail and an anchor, fixing the Silent King's existence in place and making it difficult to alter. Xi Gaoqi had no choice but to settle for second best and tear apart the massive flagship Annihilation Song, which contained a large number of the Silent King's terrifying weapons.

The King of Silence's eyes flashed with anger for a few moments, but Xigaoqi chuckled and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the subspace, vanishing from the King of Silence's sight.

(End of this chapter)