Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 661 High Dimensional War (Three-in-One)

Horus and the Emperor moved in exact parallel, as if they were cut from the same mold, wielding their weapons in sync.

The Emperor's sword burst into flames, illuminating the dark red field created by Horus' influence.

The Worldbreaker Hammer carried Horus' incredible power of chaos and repelled the attack of the Emperor's Sword.

Horus was like a human-shaped black hole, continuously devouring the power of the Supreme Heaven and absorbing it into his body.

In an instant, an extremely terrifying energy vortex spread out in all directions. Although it did not harm the audience in the altar, it turned countless warship wreckage and stellar fragments floating around into atomic dust.

With the first collision between the two, a huge storm was stirred up in the Supreme Heaven.

The four great Chaos Gods cheered and applauded this rare battle. The horrific Warp storms intertwined with each other, forming an extremely powerful rhythmic melody.

"Those evil gods in the warp actually provided background music for the Emperor and Horus?"

Luo Xi had a strange look on his face. He really couldn't understand why these evil gods who had existed for countless years still had such evil tastes.

However, this did complete his understanding of the Four Chaos Gods. They did not seem to be conceptual beings that acted completely on instinct. Their self-awareness was much stronger and more independent than he had imagined.

At this moment, the Emperor was like a legendary brave man challenging the devil. With this background music that belonged only to him, he lonely and stubbornly challenged Horus to a battle.

The Spirit of Vengeance is the royal court of Horus after all. The dark red power of the Warp seemed to have materialized, flowing and undulating freely on the ground covered with human corpses.

The power of chaos is like the waves of a river, trying to drown the human master who is blocking it.

The Emperor held up a circular field shining with golden light, firmly resisting the erosion of Horus' power.

He alone is like a dam. The Emperor is using his own strength to fight against Horus, who has infinite support from the Warp.

He could also absorb the infinite power of the Sea of ​​Souls, but that would cause the Dark Lord's slumber to loosen, so the Emperor had to restrain his instincts with utmost restraint.

The spiritual will of Roche and the Primarchs is suffering great damage. Every moment of the battle between the Emperor and Horus makes people feel that the worldview is collapsing.

Both of them were the most powerful beings in the real universe today. If the aftermath of the battle had not been blocked and weakened by the ritual altar of the Spirit of Vengeance, Terra, which was so close at hand, would have been blasted into incomparably fine cosmic dust in the embers of war.

Even a star is no more solid than a glass ball in the hands of the Emperor and Horus.

This level of collision should not happen in the real universe. The laws of matter are arbitrarily distorted and rewritten, gradually becoming more chaotic.

Roxi and the Primarchs even began to not understand the fight between the two.

This is no longer just a battle in the material world, but has spread to the spiritual level of the Supreme Heaven, and even to battles in higher dimensions of the past and future.

The damned Four Chaos Gods were already so excited that they could hardly control themselves; their wild laughter and screams created storm after storm in the Warp.

This is an even more horrific torture for psychics like Roxi.

And the Prince of Joy took the opportunity to whisper in Roche's ear, luring the human who had escaped from the Six-Ring Silver Palace with his seductive whispers.

"Do you envy Horus' power? Submit to me and I can give you the same."

Slaanesh promised sincerely. He always coveted the things that he had not yet obtained, and at this moment he still wanted to obtain Roshi and Curze as trophies.

"The Emperor has no chance. He will either be killed by Horus or he will have to draw enough power from the Warp to ascend to the Dark Lord."

"He is a participant in the same great game as the rest of us, but he insists on being a pawn in the game. We need to wake him up."

"My little sweetheart, the more you struggle, the more excited I am~"

Luo Xi only felt that his body became sticky and wet, especially the tender flesh beside his ear, which felt like it was being licked by a deadly poisonous snake, making it itchy and unbearable.

"roll!"

Roche rejected Slaanesh without hesitation. This guy was considered a pervert among the Chaos Gods. What would be the end if he tried to join him even with his butt?

The power emanating from the Emperor and Horus seemed endless, even though both men still maintained their human form.

But when Roche's brain tried to parse it all, all he could see was two different suns colliding.

In the real universe, if two stars are too close, their huge celestial gravity will tear and devour each other's matter until one of them completely loses mass and is merged and unified.

Such was the case now with the Emperor and Horus.

The cold golden sun of the Lord of Mankind in the warp is twisting and pulling against the black sun symbolized by Horus, irresistibly tearing everything in between into pieces.

Countless creatures of the Warp are screaming and wailing, trying to escape from the scene of this war of gods, but when the turbulent ether frenzy comes, nothing can escape.

A true storm of destruction was born in the warp, sweeping across everything it touched like a doomsday disaster.

Even the Crystal Maze, the Brass Arena, the Six-Ring Silver Palace and the Plague Garden were shaking violently, and countless demons of the Four Gods were instantly reduced to ashes.

Even those chaos demons were no better than small shrimps under such a disaster. Their life essences were shattered and destroyed, completely annihilated in this disaster.

However, the Four Gods not only did not care about their own losses, but continued to add fuel to the fire.

Compared with the great fun that can be obtained right now, what does the loss of a few demons matter?
They can have as much of those things as they want, but they are just the scraps of their bodies, no different from human dandruff.

The images projected into the real universe showed the Emperor and Horus' weapons being shattered one after another.

The Sword of the Emperor faces off against the Hammer of the Worldbreaker, the Claw of the Emperor faces off against the Claw of Horus. These four well-deserved artifacts are unable to fully bear the power of the two. They annihilate each other in a hideous twisting sound, and are reborn under the influence of great power.

The power of the Lord of Mankind is incredible. Even though Roche and others have imagined the Emperor to be too invincible, they still greatly underestimated him.

In contrast, Horus' power is more complex and overbearing.

Dark red energy was continuously drawn out from the black sun. Behind it were countless fragments from the Four Gods' Domains and those broken subspace forces, which were madly devoured by the black sun.

In a sense, Horus was right. He was plundering and devouring the power of the Four Gods in order to gain power that surpassed the Emperor.

Their concepts collide with each other, shatter each other, and obliterate each other's traces of existence.

Even those qualities that exist in a conceptual sense are breaking and dying.

The grand plan that the Emperor had spent ten thousand years planning and laying out had been shattered, the empire that he had spent countless efforts and energy to build was being destroyed, the Webway, humanity's greatest hope for transcendence, had also collapsed, and everything was leaning towards the worse.

Horus's loyalty and oath were also shattered. He forgot all the love and persistence he had in the past, leaving only the madly burning ambition.

The two most powerful people in the world, they were originally father and son, and comrades fighting for the same ideal, but now they are pointing swords at each other, wanting to kill each other.

The subspace is the source and destination of countless human emotions, and those emotions belonging to "truth, goodness and beauty" are disappearing in repeated shattering, while those emotions of "evil and hatred" are becoming increasingly solid and strengthened.

The darkness of Horus is making the warp even more chaotic and terrifying. All negative emotions are taking over and making the Sea of ​​Souls even worse.

Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!

The four gods were shouting, yelling, and celebrating as this most sweet, yet most bitter battle reached its climax.

They want to see fathers and sons killing each other, brothers killing each other, and rivers of blood flowing.

The power of chaos is growing stronger and stronger, and even the curtain of the real universe is shaking.

The last time this happened was during the War in Heaven caused by the Ancient Saints Alliance and the minions of the Star God.

However, the war on the physical and psychic levels was ultimately unable to determine the winner between the two. Although Horus's power was indeed slightly better than that of the Emperor, it was not an overwhelming advantage.

The Emperor was incredibly powerful. He single-handedly fought against Horus, who had the entire Warp backing him up.

The power they released has reached the limit of what the real universe can tolerate.

If the confrontation continues like this, such a huge amount of psychic energy will be enough to give the subspace an overwhelming advantage in the confrontation with the real universe, tearing the curtain apart and completely destroying the galaxy.

The essence of the struggle between the Emperor and Horus has long surpassed the hatred within humanity, but rather is a struggle between the real universe and the warp.

The only thing that can truly determine victory or defeat is combat at a higher dimension.

They not only fight in space, but also in time.

The Emperor left a flaw, and when Horus attacked with the World Breaker hammer in hand, he summoned a being of extraordinary significance to Horus to fight back.

He is using the power of "concepts" to fight against Horus, only in this way can he truly have the final say.

That is Cthonia, where Horus fell and grew up.

The Emperor trapped Horus in Cthulhu, trying to make him reveal some psychological flaws.

When Horus opened his eyes again, he had returned to his starting point. He saw the stinking sewers of his home planet and the gangs that had proliferated due to the depletion of resources, fighting each other for a little bit of resources.

He spread out his hands and saw his extremely thin self, which was what he looked like before he killed his mortal adoptive father.

In that deep tunnel, the Emperor attacked again with a huge sword in hand, and Horus transformed from a skinny gang member into a wolf shepherd god wearing heavy armor.

The battle between them has begun to spread wantonly from the present time and space. They travel through the timeline and attempt to kill each other in the future and the past.

While Horus was still in Cthunia, this Primarch was undoubtedly at his most vulnerable. One must know that at that time Horus had not yet shown the extraordinary nature of the Primarch, but maintained the appearance of a mortal.

It was not until he murdered his mortal adoptive father, the gang leader, that Horus awakened as the Primarch.

The battlefield was filled with countless etheric energies extracted by Horus from the Warp. The energy was even so dense that it could be used by the Emperor.

And the Four Gods of the Subspace are even adding fuel to the flames. They have created a frenzy and a storm, causing more ether energy to surge into the real universe.

This is as dangerous as an isolated island in the ocean being attacked by a storm.

Those rugged reefs and soil will gradually disintegrate under the erosion of storm surges, and once the island collapses completely, it will immediately sink into the depths of the ocean.

The Emperor attempted to use Cthuniya to stir up ripples in Horus' heart, even if it was only for a moment, to make him hesitate and reminisce, which would allow the Emperor to gain an advantage in the confrontation.

However, Horus did not have the slightest bit of nostalgia. He thrust the Worldbreaker hammer into the ground without hesitation, and the violent force directly tore apart the planet Cthonia.

"Father, how could you have thought that I still cared about these humble things? I have long forgotten what happened to Cthonia. It is not worth mentioning to me."

"It's just a passing person in my life. I don't care whether I live or die in this despicable world."

Horus' heart was already in chaos, and the nature of chaos is that it encompasses everything.

There is no conflict between his love for Cthonia and his destruction of Cthonia, and there is no conflict between his love for the Emperor and his killing of the Emperor.

The Emperor began to strike back at Horus at a higher level, and Horus showed no mercy. The timeline shifted again, and the two appeared in the extremely fertile and abundant Mesopotamian region. The human civilization here was extremely primitive, with only a few humans engaged in simple agricultural labor.

Even the tools they used were still a combination of wood and stone. Many people still hunted with spears, and only a few had learned to raise livestock and continued to migrate.

Everything is so peaceful and harmonious. Human beings do not have too many desires and distractions. All they have is how to survive.

They are extremely united, because only unity can allow the human race to continue under the threat of natural disasters.

"Is this your origin, father?" Horus appeared in the place where mankind originated.

Horus smiled slightly, and a trace of power emitted from the World Breaker Hammer penetrated deep into the ground, detonating the core of the earth, and completely destroyed this place in the blink of an eye.

He also tried to undermine and erase his own father's origins in the timeline.

The Emperor blocked the attack, and the originally destroyed Mesopotamian region was reborn again. Those humans who had died once did not even realize what had happened.

Only one shepherd looked up at the sky thoughtfully. His face was somewhat similar to the Orpesson that Luo Xi knew, but not exactly the same.

Seeing that erasing the origin was impossible, Horus continued to wander the timeline, trying to find some nodes that were more critical to the Lord of Mankind.

He came to Terra at the end of the Unification War. The Lord of Mankind had just ended a thousand years of division and corruption, and once again united the human race's home planet under one will.

A huge palace was being built on a raised plateau in Central Asia. Countless hardworking workers and technicians suddenly saw a figure wearing dark red armor and holding terrifying weapons appear in the air in front of them.

"There are invaders! They are the remnants of those technological barbarians!"

Before they could call upon the Custodes and Space Marines, a massive wave of energy descended.

The destructive force destroyed the imperial palace under construction and razed countless hilltops in the Himalayas to the ground.

The Lord of Mankind's ambitions died before they even set sail, and Horus mocked this great crusade that was bound to end in failure.

The Emperor repaired everything again and headed straight for Isstvan III and Isstvan V.

This is an extremely important node for Horus. The former is the place where the four legions of Horus, Emperor's Children, World Eaters and Death Guard cleanse their internal loyalists.

It was here that Horus made a complete transformation. He was no longer the upright, tolerant, friendly and loving father he used to be. Here he slaughtered all the warriors in the legion who were not completely loyal to him.

Tarik Torgaddon was killed by Horus Eichmand the Younger, Gaviel Loken disappeared, and the Council of Four Kings was broken.

Not only him, but also Angron, Fulgrim and Mortarion.

Thousands of loyal Astartes stood firm in the orbital bombardment and virus bombs, retreating to the last line of defense and delaying the rebels for months.

The tragedy of fratricide is a scar that Horus has never been able to erase or forget. Although it has been a long time, it has never been truly healed.

And now the Emperor mercilessly tore open Horus' scars, exposing all the blood and rotten flesh to the sunlight.

Next came Istvaan V. Although Horus was no longer there, he still ordered the traitors hidden in the counter-insurgency fleet to backstab their allies.

After the 30,000-strong Imperial Fists' army, including the Iron Hands, Raven Guard, and Salamanders, landed at the landing point, they were instantly hit hard by the Iron Warriors, Night Lords, Alphas, and the Word Bearers who were waiting in the rear.

The originally sure-win fight of seven against four turned into a desperate encirclement and suppression of eight against three.

If it was a betrayal of his offspring before, now it is a betrayal of his brothers.
The scenes before his eyes unfolded before Horus, and Horus, who had remained calm even in the face of Cthonia's destruction, could no longer remain calm.

The wolf shepherd god, whose entire body was shrouded in dark red chaotic light, covered his head with his hands, as if he was avoiding everything in front of him.

Brotherhood has always been the most important thing in Horus' heart, and this is a big part of the reason why many Primarchs chose to follow Horus.

Only Horus was willing to forgive and tolerate Mortarion's twists and turns, and to see and praise Perturabo's sacrifice. He was like the sun warming these brothers.

"It's not my fault, it's your fault! Father! It's your fault!"

The Emperor took out a head without a trace of flesh and blood from his body. It was the head of Ferrus. The Lord of Mankind found this thing on his way to the battlefield.

And the head of Ferrus now opened its jaws, telling of his anger and hatred, tormenting Horus's mind even more.

"not like this!"

Horus stirred up a wave of psychic energy, knocking the Emperor away, and also destroying Isstvan III and Isstvan V.

"You are the one who hid everything. You never truly trusted us. You planned to use us and then let the Primarchs and Astartes follow in the footsteps of the Thunder Warriors!"

Horus warped the scene again, and the two came to a lonely planet.

"This is Moro. I already know everything. You came here thousands of years before the end of the Unification War.

It was you who stole the Chaos Fire of the Warp and made a deal with the gods to create us, the Primarchs."

"My brothers and I are but weapons forged by you. You have used us as your Primarchs to create the various Legions Astartes."

"After the Great Crusade began, you brought me, Jaghatai, Fulgrim, and Lion's Jonson to Morro again, and wiped the memories of all the companions."

Horus was roaring and accusing, he had remembered everything.

“Because the four of us are the price you agreed upon with the four evil gods. You originally planned to sacrifice the four of us to them.

But for some unknown reason, you did not fulfill your promise and played a trick on those four guys."

Horus' counterattack forced the Emperor to retreat again, and the two figures chased each other and shuttled in a higher dimension, trying to find a node that could really seriously injure each other.

From the perspective of Roxi, Lion and others, ever since the Emperor and Horus used weapons to fight each other, the two have maintained a strange state of confrontation.

They were each shrouded in their own energy field and did not move apart from that.

However, the slight difference is that Roche can rely on the authority of Ohm Messiah to see a glimpse of the high-dimensional confrontation, and Leman Russ, who has fully awakened his essence, can also see some obscure traces.

And a Primarch like Rogal Dorn, who had no awakened essence at all, couldn't even see how the two people were fighting.

Steward Terra had never felt so helpless. He silently clenched his weapon, ready to use his life to block even one attack for the Emperor.

Roche could barely see the Emperor's figure moving across the timeline, first Cthulhu, then the Himalayas, Isstvan, then Morro and Ullanor.

Their figures appear in all the important places and timelines that intersect the Emperor and Horus. Countless Emperors have conversed, confronted, and even fought with countless Horus.

"The Emperor and Horus... It's incredible that humans can reach this level."

"In other words, the Emperor is truly remarkable for having such strength and still considering himself a human being."

"Even the gods revered by many races are nothing more than larger ants in front of them."

Luo Xi couldn't help but sigh. Many people, even if they have just surpassed mortals a little, already think that they are no longer human. Compared with the Emperor, such people are simply frogs in the well.

The two fought countless wars on the timeline. They condensed various possibilities and concepts of the past and future into entities, turning them into trump cards in their hands to attack each other's souls, and both sides won and lost.

With the blessing of the power of the four gods, Horus is obviously stronger than the Emperor, but the Lord of Mankind has accumulated tens of thousands of years of experience after all, which makes up for the shortcomings and gaps in skills and experience.

After a fierce collision, the etheric power in Horus' body began to exhaust and weaken, so he immediately returned to the warp and returned to his home ground.

Once back in the Sea of ​​Souls, Horus's condition continued to soar rapidly, and his strength was even stronger, more powerful and more fierce than before the war.

With the blessing of the Four Chaos Gods, the etheric power even actively flowed into Horus' body, continuously strengthening his condition.

The Emperor also chased here. He also had the support of the cold sun, but he did not dare to consume too much power of the warp.

He could already feel that the consciousness belonging to the Dark Lord was rising within his body, and it seemed that it might break out of the cage and awaken completely at any time.

The Emperor displayed the talents that he had passed on to the Primarchs. Each Primarch had gifts and traces from the Lord of Mankind, such as recklessness and arrogance, and Magnus inherited this trait perfectly.

An extremely huge eye, so huge that it could even be measured in light years, appeared in the subspace.

It was filled with a murderous and destructive will. This cold eye burst out with terrifying flames and holy light, directly destroying countless free-roaming sub-space creatures.

Horus was knocked down from the hidden twisting fold of space by the Eye, and he smelled the scent of Sanguinius from the other party.

"It is the Eye of Bhaal on Sanguinius's armor..."

Horus thought of the archangel he almost killed, and his heart was touched.

However, even if the Archangel himself failed, how could the talent transformed by the Emperor possibly defeat him.

The Wolf God wielded the World Breaker hammer and even stirred up the Warp Storm. With the blessing of Khorne's power, this hammer had almost infinite destructive power.

The giant eye transformed by the Emperor exploded and destroyed instantly, and the Lord of Mankind himself was knocked away, smashing countless subspace aggregated stars.

However, the Emperor who was knocked away by Horus soon dissipated into a cloud of smoke. He transformed into a ghostly shadow, immune to physical damage, and did not suffer much impact.

Corax is able to live in the shadows, and the Emperor can even completely virtualize his own existence to avoid being hurt by reality.

After avoiding harm, the Emperor once again transformed into countless complex and twisted walls and mazes, trapping Horus inside.

At this moment, countless metal war machines began to move in the maze to crush and strangle Horus inside.

"Dorn and Ferrus? Father, Ferrus is already dead. Do you think he can still stop me?!"

Horus roared, broke through the city wall and came to a wider world.

The Emperor once again became a galloping horse, a roaring lion, a moon-devouring wolf, attacking Horus's weak points in many ways.

However, Horus simply used his infinitely expanding power of the Warp to shatter these changes. He responded to all changes with the same attitude and defeated the talents and essences of his Primarch brothers.

"Have you had enough fun, Father?"

"Weak and meaningless!"

Once again the hammer of Horus blasted the Emperor away, but this time not even the Aetherialization of Corax could save the Master of Mankind.

The emperor was vomiting blood, his Zhenyi armor exploded and shattered, and even his breath instantly weakened.

"I've already told you, you are no match for me and you will fail in the end." Horus proudly came to his father's side. He had never seen the Emperor kneeling in front of someone, but now he saw it.

This intense feeling of stimulation and impact made his blood boil. He couldn't help but raise the World Breaker Hammer and the Claw of Horus and started the execution ceremony towards the Emperor's head.

In the end, he won the war.

(End of this chapter)