Eternal Night

Chapter 583 Big Meeting

(PS: I was dragged out for a family dinner today. The hot pot was delicious, and I had a few drinks. I'm a little tipsy, so I'll be taking a break from updating. Please forgive me.)
The warp is a feature of the Warhammer dream world, or rather, it is the 0.5 dream world that sucks out the true source of reality from it!
All intelligent beings who die in the Warhammer Dreamworld, unless through special means, will fall into the Warp, including their consciousness and, naturally, their souls.

It can be said that the warp is a cesspool full of negative mental consciousness and souls!

If we're talking about a vast source of souls, the first thing that comes to mind in the Warhammer universe is undoubtedly the Warp.

This was originally part of Wu Pifu's plan. To rescue the three small animals and the golden tree, he had to break the infinite cycle and perfect closed loop of the three roots of spiritual civilization. To do this, he really had to carry out the original plan he made with Chu Minghao and Liang Min, but he would no longer let them participate.

Therefore, targeting subspace is a matter of course.

After the sound of death faded, Wu Pifu looked at Imotek Stormlord and said, "That's how it happened. I believe you heard that sound too, right? Do you have any more questions?"

Imotek Stormlord did indeed hear the voice, and upon hearing it, its information processing device immediately displayed the voice's owner... Death itself, the voice emanating from Death itself.

Imotek Stormlord said, “It’s a meme. You can tell where it comes from just by hearing the voice. It’s an essential confirmation meme with no major side effects, so I have no doubts about the owner of the voice, nor do I have much doubt about whether He can reshape my soul. I have two doubts… First, why are you helping us? Just for the Matter Folding Transition Engine? Second, will you really keep the promise you’ve made to me now?”

"That's the proper attitude for a conversation," Wu Pifu laughed. He looked around and said, "Since you feel we can continue talking, then we don't need to stand still here. Let's stop the fighting, find a place where we can both send high-ranking officials, and you and I can both attend. Let's make it more formal and official. This discussion will have a far-reaching impact. What do you think?"

Imotek Stormlord thought for a moment, then tapped the metal skull head and said, “Very well. If this deal and your promise can truly be fulfilled, it will be a major event that affects the entire galaxy and countless races. It cannot be taken too seriously. Our current conversation is too hasty and does not match the historical significance of this meeting... Aren’t you afraid that I will go into hiding after I return?”

Wu Pifu chuckled. He looked around but didn't find a good target. Then he looked up at the sky and pointed at it, saying, "Look."

Imotek Stormlord looked up but saw nothing. It looked at Wu Pifu with confusion, while Wu Pifu spread his feet slightly, focused his energy in his dantian, circulated his qi and blood, and unleashed his blood energy and inner strength. In an instant, a wave of energy burst out from his body, causing Imotek Stormlord to retreat several meters. At the same time, a straight plume of white smoke shot straight into the sky from Wu Pifu's body.

"This is about fifty percent of my current strength."

Wu Pifu spoke earnestly to Imotek Stormlord. He wasn't lying. Although he had fully activated the national martial arts system, the human immortal martial arts, the immortal martial arts, and the domineering aura, he still hadn't used the bio-armor or the magical girl transformation. He could also unleash the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon when making a move. The former was additive, while the latter two were terrifying, multiplicative. Not to mention the one-time hero race transformation. So, he wasn't wrong to say that he had used fifty percent of his full strength.

Imotek Stormlord was unaware of all this; the data in its eyes was skyrocketing, but before it could reach the top, it saw Wu Pifu raise his hand to the sky, with energy distorting the air and gathering wildly in his palms.

"Explode, reality! Shatter, spirit! Banish this world! The Evil King's True Eye!!"

"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, Twin Dragons Emerging from the Sea!"

With a double palm strike, two enormous, visible dragon-shaped energies shot straight into the sky, reaching thousands of meters, tens of thousands of meters, and hundreds of thousands of meters...

Everyone on and outside the planet witnessed this scene: two dragon-shaped energy energies flew into space outside the planet's atmosphere, each one tens of thousands of meters long, hovering, swirling, and intertwining. In the end, the two dragon-shaped energy energies disappeared, and all the space metal debris that passed through them was reduced to ashes.

After delivering the palm strike, Wu Pifu stood up with satisfaction and gazed at Imotek Stormlord.

Imotek Stormlord, merely a metal skeleton, displayed no expression or demeanor, its body motionless. After a long while, it suddenly bowed slightly to Wu Pifu with the half-bowing gesture of a lower-ranking being to a higher-ranking being when they were still space undead or fearful of the dead. It said, "As you wish, I will not flee or hide. I will definitely attend this meeting... I think I've truly gone mad, to actually look forward to a joint meeting between humans and the undead..."

Then, three days later...

"I think I'm going crazy, to see Orks and Tyranids here too..."

As soon as Imotek Stormlord and his personal guard left the phase space, they were immediately targeted by at least a hundred Space Marines' high-powered bolters. However, Imotek Stormlord showed no fear and strode toward the core building of the Forge World with his three lieutenants and eight personal guards.

Katherine, Evelyn Uslan, the commander of the 9th Ultramarines, the remaining High Priestess, the State Priest, the Mechanicus Sage, and others, who had been prepared in advance, were already standing outside the newly built conference hall.

Imotek Stormlord walked up to the group of people. Looking at the humans blocking its way, it said disdainfully, "Do you really think that I and my subordinates can harm the being inside? Don't be ridiculous. Get this straight, it's me who risked my life to come here!"

Although that was the case, and those present were fully certain of the truth, they still stubbornly stood in front of Imotek Stormlord. Just then, Wu Pifu's voice rang out: "I was wondering why I couldn't see any of you. What were you doing over there? Let everyone in! This is the Universal Proletarian... Universal Anti-Warspace Alliance Conference. No one is allowed to get in the way!"

Wu Pifu spoke, and everyone present had no choice but to open the passage. Imotek Stormlord didn't care and continued walking. Just as it passed the Space Marine group, the commander of the 9th Ultramarines said coldly, "I'll be watching you. Remember your attitude, Xenomorph. Inside is the noble savior of the galaxy! Show him respect. That's the only reason you're alive!"

Imotek Stormlord remained noncommittal, maintaining his aloof demeanor as he continued walking forward. In contrast, his lieutenants behind him seemed somewhat indignant. However, the undead were a thoroughly pyramidal structure, with those in power controlling everything, so they quietly followed behind Imotek Stormlord.

However, Imotek Stormlord's aloof demeanor didn't last long. Along the way, the humans didn't surprise him at all. For beings like Wu Pifu, it wouldn't be an exaggeration for the humans to bring out their entire army. But what's with all these Eldar and Dark Eldar? When did they become so close to the humans that they're practically inseparable?

That's fine, but what's with the huge group of green-skinned people lined up in neat rows? Wait, the words "green-skinned" and "lined up in neat rows" don't match up, do they?
And what's with those two enormous Tyrannosaurus Rex?

The crucial point is that these two enormous and majestic Tyrannosaurus Rex were actually guarding the entrance to the main conference room without showing any sign of their ruthless predator nature.

Okay, seeing this, Imotek Stormlord could still barely maintain his composure. After all, he was the Storm King, the second most powerful Necromancer in the entire space after the Silent King. Although the presence of humans, Eldar, Orks, and Tyranids in this place was indeed astonishing, it wasn't enough to make him panic...

"Holy crap! What the hell are these four warp demons?!"

The large conference hall was already filled with people, but Imotek Stormlord spotted the four demons sitting behind Wu Pifu at a glance. Three of them had their own seats, while the remaining one, a bird-like demon with two heads, was locked in a metal cage, but it was obediently squatting on the ground.

"Gah, Imotek Stormlord, I've already seen your past!"

"Caw caw, Imotek Stormlord, I have long foreseen your future!" The bird-like demon cawed, its two heads uttering similar yet different words.

Wu Pifu flicked his finger, and with a snap, the bird-shaped demon's forehead was slammed into the metal cage. Instantly, inscriptions flashed on the cage, causing the bird-shaped demon to scream in agony from the intense heat.

Imotek Stormlord's database flashed rapidly, quickly confirming the bird-like demon's identity... the infamous Archdark Carlos Fateweaver, a subordinate of Tzeentch. It seemed even this being had captured him...

After punishing the bird-like demon, Wu Pifu stood up and said to Imotek Stormlord, "If Stormlord is indeed a man of integrity, then please take a seat. Next, the representatives of each race should recount the evils of the Warp and swear an oath for this joint attack on the Warp!"

Imotek Stormlord sat down in silence. Then Wu Pifu nodded to the High Inquisitor Anris Guts beside him. Anris Guts had a very conflicted expression on his face, but at Wu Pifu's command, he still shouted into the megaphone: "Then, please welcome the first representative of the Greenskin Orcs to speak."

Everyone wore bizarre, strange, and conflicted expressions. This was true for both human and Eldar representatives. They saw a giant green-skinned orc, whose size far exceeded that of any other green-skinned orc, walk in from the outer end of the conference room.

Although the green-skinned orc was dressed in neat armor and walked with measured steps, it fell into a long silence when it stood on the podium.

Everyone fell silent, and the atmosphere in the meeting room gradually became strange.

Seeing that this was not working, Wu Pifu immediately moved his lips and transmitted his voice to the green-skinned orc: "Tell me why you attacked the warp and why you participated in this allied war."

The green-skinned giant nodded slightly, scratched his head, and then let out a huge, loud, and exhilarating shout: "Waaagh!!"

"Waaagh!"

"Waaagh!"

……

The green-skinned men maintaining order outside the conference hall couldn't help but roar and shout excitedly.

Wu Pifu slapped himself in the face. Seeing the increasingly strange expressions on the faces of all the participants, and to avoid turning this hard-won gathering into a joke, Wu Pifu had no choice but to stand up.

"Alright, let's keep it simple!"

Wu Pifu's voice drowned out the Greenskins' war cry. His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear to everyone and carried beyond the meeting hall, almost enveloping the entire foundry area. Everyone, whether they were pilgrims, Star Guardians, Space Marines, Eldar warriors, Greenskins, or Necromancers, heard the voice.

"The Greenskins want a massive war? Fine, I'll give it to you. The battlefield is in the warp. Let's go and kill all four of the Protoss!"

“Waaagh!!!”

The greenskins roared in battle once more.

Wu Pifu continued, "The Spirit Race wants to eliminate their great enemy, wants to avoid being tortured after death, and wants their race to be revived. Fine, I'll give you that. Let's go together and kill Slaanesh. I'll do it myself!"

All the Eldar present smiled, some even imagining a golden age of racial revival after the Slaanesh were gone.

Wu Pifu then looked at Storm King and said, "You undead want souls? Fine, I'll give them to you. Let's conquer the Warp together. I'll be the main force, and you can extract souls from the Warp and use them to trade for your own souls. I'll give those to you too!"

Imotek Stormlord nodded reservedly. He inexplicably believed Wu Pifu's words and genuinely felt that he could do it. If he followed Wu Pifu and accomplished all of this, then he would be the undisputed King of the Undead... a true king far surpassing the Silent King!
"And then there are humans...my fellow human beings!"

Wu Pifu said, "I know what you desire: the eternal annihilation of the subspace, the end of corruption, the end of depravity, the end of those nightmares' enemies, the freedom to grow and die, and the return of your emperor. I promise you, and..."

"My first stop... is Terra!"

Wu Pifu roared, "In order to attack the warp, I have decided to go to Terra to revive the Emperor. I will fight alongside him and march towards that hell!"

Are you willing to fight for all of this?

The humans present outnumbered the Eldar, Orks, and Necromancers combined. They came from all factions, including Space Marines, the Astronauts, the Pilgrims, the Sisters, the Mechanicus, the Inquisition, and even rare special units like the Grey Knights and the Imperial Guard.

At this moment, all of humanity cheered, shouting their loyalty to the Emperor and the Savior. Even the Grey Knights bowed their heads slightly, and the Imperial Guards were moved to tears.

Wu Pifu slightly pressed his palm down, and all the sounds gradually ceased. He looked at every race and every person present, and then shouted loudly, "So now..."

Are you willing to join this war?

"A sacred war in which mortals raise their blades against gods!"

"I will lead you..."

"Slay God!"

(End of this chapter)