Eternal Night

Chapter 587 We... Charge Down!

The Lord of Darkness is far more special than the other four evil gods, and in many, many ways.

If one is limited to the Warhammer Dreamworld and lacks an understanding of the entire Dreamworld structure, then one will only think that the Dark Lord is the fifth evil god, at most powerful because of the Emperor's special status, surpassing the previous four evil gods.

However, if one understands the overall structure of the dream world, then one can know that the birth of the fifth evil god, the Dark Lord, means that the source of sucking this dream world has begun to awaken and has begun to pull the Warhammer dream world into the Zero 3 dream world level.

Because the Lord of Darkness is not simply an evil god born from the warp.

Wu Pifu learned a lot of information and details about the War of Heaven from the Eldar and the Necromancers. Other races, relationships, wars and such were irrelevant to him, but the descriptions of the Warp in the historical records of the two races were of great interest to him.

During the War of Heaven, roughly 100 million years ago, the Warp was peaceful and undisturbed. There were far fewer demons and monsters there, and the Warp was actually beneficial to all life in the galaxy at that time. For example, after physical death, the soul could survive in the Warp. Furthermore, racial gods that protected races could be born in the Warp, and material life forms with psychic abilities could use supernatural powers.

This is truly a gift to all life in the material world!
However, with the end of the War of Heaven, three evil gods were born in succession. These three evil gods were pure warp existences, and their existence itself came from the warp. Although the Eldar and the Necromancers claimed that these three evil gods were born by absorbing the negative aspects of the lives that died during the War of Heaven, Wu Pifu had doubts about this. But even if they were born by absorbing the negative aspects of life, these three evil gods were still completely born from the warp itself.

The fourth evil god is different. Slaanesh was born from the massive amount of negative energy of the fallen Eldar, including lust, sadism, and extreme bliss beyond the limits. Slaanesh can be said to be a combination of the material universe and the warp.

The fifth evil god, known as the Lord of Darkness, was born entirely from the material universe and was eroded from the Emperor's body.

From Wu Pifu's perspective, all of this is traceable.

The origin of the Zero Hour Dream World transformed into a subspace and descended upon this world. Perhaps its strength was insufficient to directly drag the Dream World away like the Eternal Mother, or perhaps it was a vast world with its own unique characteristics, thus requiring gradual erosion. In any case, the subspace initially appeared harmless, even bestowing many benefits upon the life of this world, disguising itself as a place for souls to reside and a source of power. It was only when the life of this world instinctively believed in the existence of the subspace that the subspace truly came to exist.

Then the Warp revealed its hideous face, absorbing the negative spiritual consciousness and soul essence of all life, thus giving birth to three evil gods. These three evil gods are different manifestations of the Root. By the time of the fourth evil god, Slaanesh, it meant that the Root's erosion and pollution of this world had deepened to a very deep degree. Therefore, the fourth evil god was formed from the negative aspects of the Eldar.

As for the fifth evil god... it was directly formed from the contamination of the material entity of this world!

Wu Pifu speculated from this perspective. If this speculation is true, then the fifth evil god is of paramount importance. Its appearance would mean that the root has completely corrupted the extraordinary essence of this world, and its true form may gradually emerge...

Therefore, whether considering Wu Pifu's desired outcome or the enemies he is about to face, it is absolutely crucial to prevent the Emperor from being corrupted and transformed into the Lord of Darkness. Given that demons can already exert some subspace power around him, once the Lord of Darkness descends, these demons, whom he kills like dogs, are likely to become terrifying projections of the Root Force.

Wu Pifu sat in the commander's seat, and the system voice from inside the battleship rang in his ears once again.

"The eleventh material node is about to arrive. It will take 111 minutes internally and 1 day, 1 hour, 1 minute and 1 second externally... It is expected to penetrate the folded phase space in 11 seconds."

"Eleven-second countdown begins, eleven, eleven, eleven..."

As Wu Pifu listened to the countdown repeatedly sounding "eleven," he looked up and around.

Everyone around him was in a strange state of stagnation, not a freeze in time, but something even more bizarre.

"...You're too late, outsider. This world is mine, and you will inevitably be mine too, as well as the absolute real world you inhabit—mine, mine, mine..."

A mysterious darkness appeared in eleven spaces before Wu Pifu, and He spoke eleven sentences at the same time, expressing eleven different meanings.

"...Sacred numbers?"

Wu Pifu naturally knew that the evil gods in the Warhammer Dream World all had their own symbolic sacred numbers. These were numbers in a mystical sense, signifying the extension of the evil god's authority, similar to a widely spreading numerical meme. As long as it was that number, it would bring pollution and erosion, and at the same time, it would spread the evil god's information.

And this darkness... must be the Lord of Darkness. His holy number is different from the Emperor's; it's eleven, not thirteen... Of course, since it sounds like eleven, perhaps his holy number is also one...

Wu Pifu stood up from the commander's seat. He looked at the darkness that appeared and disappeared in eleven random places. It kept flashing in all the surrounding space. Every moment there were eleven dark spots in different locations. It seemed like there were only eleven, but it also seemed like there were infinitely many. Its constant flashing made it impossible to find its location.

The countdown to eleven, eleven, eleven echoed continuously within the ship's cabin. The darkness also brought with it an incredibly powerful corrosive effect. Even Wu Pifu could see with his naked eye that the people around him were already starting to act strangely. This was still under the condition that he was in a place where he could be isolated from the influence of the subspace. If it were elsewhere, perhaps the darkness could corrupt any substance the moment it appeared.

What he did was quite simple...

"Super Brain World!"

In an instant, everything around turned black and white, and within this black and white, the shadow was also frozen and stopped. It had spread throughout the entire ship's cabin, becoming just a weak, dark shadow, an unknown thing that was slowly wriggling like a tentacle. Then, Wu Pifu punched this thing...

"...ten, nine, eight, seven..."

As the countdown began, everyone in the ship's cabin suddenly snapped out of their daze. Even the Space Marines bent over and collapsed to the ground. It was a miracle that the other ordinary people didn't faint. The Eldar reacted the most, while the Orks, being the best-behaved of the flesh-and-blood creatures, were still swaying. Only the Necromancers seemed unaffected.

"All fleets cease exiting the folding phase space! Exit countdown will restart in five minutes."

Wu Pifu's voice rang out, and the countdown immediately stopped, but the light throughout the ship's cabin turned a dark red. The surrounding personnel were gradually recovering, but the recovery was slow; only the strongest, most resilient, and most loyal individuals gradually stood up.

But five minutes was still too short. At this moment, no one spoke. The unconscious could not speak, and the recovered did not need to. Everyone understood what they were about to face. On the more than 180 ships of various types in the combined fleet, more than 20,000 Space Marines had begun to assemble. There were Astragalus soldiers who had not fainted, Eldar warriors who had not fainted, Orks roaring with excitement, Tyranids and Genestealers gathered along the way, and the most adaptable Necromancer forces...

Every life that arrives here understands what will happen next; all of this needs no words to describe.

Five minutes passed quickly. As the fleet broke out of the folded phase space, countless light spears and cannon fire appeared before them. Everything around seemed to be burning and roaring. Large amounts of warship wreckage floated in space, and more space warships were fighting each other. Weapon platforms and sentry posts modified from meteorites and asteroids were frantically firing all their firepower. Everything in sight was collapsing and burning.

The fleet emerged from a point not far from Earth, but not very close either; the distance was quite delicate, situated on the far side of the moon. The entire fleet needed to cross the moon to reach the Earth's surface. At this moment, the moon was displaying four colors, and countless weapons roared and fired at the fleet, while a large number of mutineer ships were also hurtling towards it.

Aside from Wu Pifu's flagship, which crossed the moon and headed directly to Earth, the remaining ships proactively began to split up. The smaller and weaker the ships, the more aggressively they charged towards the rebels, firing as they rushed. This was not a tactic for space warfare; it was a direct attempt to perish together with the enemy.

Even setting aside loyalty and faith in the emperor, and the continuous brainwashing by the state religion over thousands of years, just as human beings, at this moment, a kind of unseen racial consciousness is telling them all.

The end of humanity has arrived; the time left for humanity... is running out!

Wu Pifu did not directly command any ships or personnel; he didn't even stand up from his commander's chair. A certain intuition told him what was about to happen...

As the flagship passed the moon and headed towards Earth, the Solar System's Supreme Fleet, located outside Earth's atmosphere, began to greet it. This was not a welcome, but rather a barrage of countless light spears and cannon fire. The ships escorting the flagship—human, Eldar, and space undead—all rushed forward, using their own ships as shields and their charges as the strongest spearheads, clearing a path for the flagship's advance.

Wu Pifu remained silent.

The commanding personnel of the flagship are High Inquisitor Anris Guth, Grey Knight Mentor Castor, Eldar Prophet Evelan Uslan, Necromancer Stormlord Imotek Stormlord, and the Demon Gene Primarchs Magnus and Mortarion. The entire flagship's movements will be decided by them collectively.

At that moment, they all made a decision that could never have existed in any history of warfare...

The flagship was aimed at the area surrounding the palace, and it was driven directly into the atmosphere, crashing into the ground!

"Charge! No stopping, no landing, no wasting any time!!"

Aside from the space necromancers and the demonic gene archetypes, only Wu Pifu is certain to survive. Of the millions of people on the entire battleship, almost all of them will die in this insane act.

"For the Emperor!"

"For humanity!"

"For a peaceful death!"

……

There were no protests from the crew; they all shouted slogans.

Wu Pifu lowered his head slightly, still sitting in the commander's chair.

Katherine climbed up to the commander's chair from a short distance away. She looked up at Wu Pifu. Because of the Dark Lord's descent, she had not fully recovered and could not even speak. She just looked at Wu Pifu with so many words she wanted to say.

"...Yes, I promise you...I promise you all."

Wu Pifu said in a low voice, standing up from the commander's chair: "I will surely win!"

In space, a massive space battleship is penetrating Earth's atmosphere, forming a huge ball of fire. During the penetration, the battleship begins to disintegrate due to tidal forces, while the dense artillery fire on the ground continues to shatter it...

It's named the Victory Oath!
I...will surely win!
A massive fireball crashed 100 kilometers from Terra Palace, the earth-shattering explosion sending shockwaves through the air and even reaching the palace walls 100 kilometers away.

Almost simultaneously, all the demons that were ramming the palace gates stopped in their tracks, instinctively looking toward the rising mushroom cloud.

There, a two-meter-tall human youth, carrying a broken sword, emerged from the roaring flames of the heroic spirits.

He stopped, lowered his head, drew his knife, and strode away.

Terra Palace is within reach!

(End of this chapter)