Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 730 Heavenly Father and Heavenly Brother
Abaddon couldn't understand it, and his spiky ponytail fell to one side.

This time, to be cautious, he did not, as in the past, ascend to Cardia, only to be stabbed through by Celestine's sword and cause the ship to overturn, nor did he, unable to accept defeat, attempt to smash Cardia with Blackrock Fortress.

He remained steadfastly stationed on the Vengeful Spirit.

This saved him from many misfortunes, at least he didn't encounter the Hulk or Oma Zi-O, but things changed far beyond his imagination.

Whether it was the endless stream of reincarnated reinforcements or the sudden departure of the emperor.

He almost knelt down when he saw that cold sun.

But the arrival of the Four Gods made him realize that he would always be just a pawn.

Cardia is not important.

This is the final trap set by the Four Gods for the Emperor.

But clearly, the four gods have left the stage.

There is clearly no being in the universe that can resist the Four Gods.

But why is it an enemy from beyond the universe?

Their warships were incomprehensible.

The strange magic circle is incomprehensible.

The Black Fleet is like a mortal infant picking up a bottle and fighting Astartes.

Vulnerable.

Not only were they easily defeated, but even the demons that Abaddon relied on were easily defeated.

Now, even their last bastion, Blackrock Fortress, has been inexplicably destroyed.

The subspace is receding rapidly.

"Prepare to retreat!!" Abaddon roared hoarsely.

But he said something pointless: Chaos has already withdrawn all the forces that needed to be withdrawn.

He looked back, but Pirate King Huron had vanished without a trace. Typhons had also disappeared completely, leaving him alone on the bridge except for the Black Legion's warbands.

He looked at the four imposing figures again.

The blue figure slowly disappeared.

The purple and green figures also seemed to let out a helpless sigh.

Finally, the red figure roared and vanished.

The cold sun, its central black flame gradually diminishing, slowly disappeared.

"We've lost, we've truly lost." Abaddon opened his mouth, finally making the most difficult decision of all.

"Retreat! Everyone, all warships, all battle groups!"

"Leave Cardia!"

"Leave Cardia!"

Amidst his pain and despair, he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

A sense of satisfaction at being defeated head-on by chaos itself.

Regardless of the words used, and regardless of whether Tzeentch tries to conceal it with grand plans.

But failure is failure.

They staked everything, sending almost their entire army of Chaos that could be deployed in the real world, and even mobilizing almost all of their Primarchs.

They had the upper hand and successfully lured the emperor out; they almost succeeded.

But all their efforts were in vain.

ridiculous!

Abaddon also felt an urge to laugh heartily.

"Father……"

"So even evil gods aren't omniscient and omnipotent after all." With this thought in mind, he vanished into Mandeville Point along with the receding warp waves.

Kadia held on.

Neos collapsed to the ground and then cried out.

"Won!!"

Every reincarnator, every Imperial soldier, every Astartes, every battle nun, and even every Eldar, every Orc, and every Tau roared with mad fury for this battle.

They finally defeated the myth of the invincible chaos!

No matter how skilled Tzeentch is at the art of winning through chaos, he cannot escape the fact that he failed this time.

"They just got away like that?" Zheng Zha returned to the bridge and looked at Chu Xuan.

Zhuang Boshi appeared in an instant, covered in various curses, but he quickly adapted to them all.

He sheathed his gun and said, "Don't pursue a desperate enemy."

"The real universe is our home turf. We finally escaped the warp, and you still want to go back?"

"If we really break into the subspace, we'll be in a real passive position."

"Right now, the Emperor's condition is probably not enough to restrain the Four Gods for us."

The reason why the Zhongzhou team fought so fiercely and decisively just now was mainly because there was no equal enemy to restrain them on the battlefield.

The warship is considered a Saint-level unit, and Zhuang Boshi and Zheng Zha together are also considered a Saint-level unit.

Meanwhile, all four of the opponent's gods were restrained.

The Zhongzhou team playing against Chaos was like a father beating his son.

But if one of them were to chase after them, then the Four Gods wouldn't be able to harass them with just their eyes like they had before.

They really will take direct action.

At this moment, Zhan Lan used her mental connection to communicate with everyone: "Everyone. Representatives from Nan Yan and his team want to visit us."

“The Living Saint Celestine, High Lord Creed of Cardia.”

"Representatives from other chapters such as Ultramarines and Space Wolves also want to come."

"At the same time, the Arctic team, which commands the green-skinned players, and the East American team, which commands the titanium-skinned players, have also submitted applications."

"Okay." Zhuang Boshi rubbed his face. "You never stop."

"Let them in."

"Reincarnators, please go to the Star Chamber. Everyone else, please go to the Manufacturing Room."

"Do you think those lunatics will think we're heretics when they see us?" Zheng Zha asked, somewhat puzzled.

"And what identity should we use to communicate with them?"

“If they have any brains, they should understand that we can only be the most orthodox humans,” Zhuang Boshi said.

However, he seemed to have thought of something, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Of course, having an official identity makes it easier to understand."

"What official status?" Cheng Xiao had just returned from Cardia.

Their trip was relatively easy compared to the intense ground offensive and defensive battles in the original timeline, which took place in Kadia.

Due to the intrusion of the Reincarnators, Chaos and the Empire escalated their actions, ultimately leading to the simultaneous demise of all five gods. Planet Cadia ceased to matter.

Therefore, there were only three or four powerful demons on the ground, but Cheng Xiao, being the Time King, easily dealt with them.

"Doctor, you didn't just send us immigrants from the Golden Age, did you?" Zhan Lan guessed.

"Or perhaps it's some kind of identity from the second batch of Primarchs?"

“It’s not that small,” Zhuang Boshi said.

"Let's go meet them."

Representatives from various factions walked through the ship's passageway, looking completely bewildered.

The reason is simple: the technology involved is far too advanced, exceeding their comprehension.

The spaceship was larger than an Emperor-class battleship, but its interior was far larger than one might imagine.

It should be spatial folding technology.

This is the conclusion reached by Tarasin and Kaul, who were disguised as humans.

The further they went in, the more they discovered the extraordinary nature of this ship.

Surprisingly, there were no dilapidated pipes, nor the spaceship's lower deck that required countless machines and human slaves to pull it.

It's fully automated and extremely simple.

The Titans concluded that there must be a very high level of AI management.

The Space Wolf Company Commander nearby pretended not to hear.

The walls on both sides clearly showed signs of a recent battle.

Even fragments of the Chaos Warband's iconic power armor were swallowed up by the walls and the ground right before their eyes.

Nanometals.

Tarasin crouched on the ground, trying to dig some out, but his skills were unable to break through the nanometal defense network, and he was almost swallowed up by a part of his own body, which greatly shocked him.

He thought the technology of the necromancers had reached the limit of the universe, but he didn't expect that even with familiar nanomaterials, these reincarnators could still create amazing things.

He is now very eager to investigate the warship's propulsion system.

Kaur was the same way, like a curious child, fascinated even by a small mechanical button on the roadside.

But what shocked everyone the most was...

The cabins are not connected by corridors, but by teleportation arrays.

Space jump technology was familiar even to Astartes. But this was no ordinary space jump.

Kaul and Taracin immediately realized that this was a spatial segmentation technology, where the cabins were in different spaces, but they appeared to be on the same spatial plane thanks to a special spatial linking technology.

No wonder those Chaos warships, even after exploding their brains, couldn't touch the Archer warship even a fraction of its size.

After two or three jumps, the group finally arrived at what appeared to be a large grassland, a place for rest.

After some of the Astartes from the Central State team acted as temporary waiters, serving various snacks.

The Blood Wolf Dalian think tank lamented, "If they hadn't taken off their helmets..."

“I even thought there were skeletons underneath them. These brothers are different from us.”

“They are neither the Astartes of the Empire, nor are they Chaos,” said the Third Company Commander of the Imperial Fist.

"At least, I don't know which battle group can still maintain a strength of 200,000."

He saw his fellow fighters lined up neatly around him, each holding a bomb gun.

Higher, bigger, more.

At a glance, it looks like at least 200,000.

Blood Wolf Think Tank felt a pang of toothache.

Two hundred thousand Astartes, what does that mean?
There were two hundred ceremonial groups.

Even if their mother group, the Space Wolves, doesn't follow the canon, they only have tens of thousands of Astartes at most.

But this is 200,000, and only the publicly stated 200,000.

How many can be hidden inside this warship?
Half a million?
one million?

They dare not think about it.

If it's only ten or twenty thousand, the Imperial High Lords Council will naturally come to punish them.

If it's one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand, then the high lords need to think carefully to avoid forcing them into rebellion.

If it were 500,000, the Empire would definitely announce the restoration of the legion system.

If it's two million.

What a joke! The entire Empire combined doesn't even have two million Astartes.

Who is the true heir to the empire?

Also present were the Tribunal, the Assassins' Chamber, the Battle Sisters, and even the Imperial Guard.

But no one said anything.

Everyone witnessed that war. If they hadn't intervened, the Emperor would have been suppressed by the combined forces of the four gods.

But who exactly would travel such a long distance to save the emperor?

As for the Eldar and Tau, their thinking was much simpler.

This seems like an even bigger, more powerful force that we absolutely must latch onto.

As for the arrogance of the Eldar and the Tau, what is that? There are at least two hundred thousand Astartes in front of us.

Just when everyone had different thoughts and were brainstorming.

A curtain of light descended, and a figure slowly emerged from within it.

Evelyn's pupils constricted, for this was a terrifying god who had traversed the universe, defeated hundreds of thousands of demons, and ultimately destroyed Blackrock Fortress.

Yes, they are gods.

It couldn't be human.

“Whether they are humans, Eldar, orcs, ortauren.” Zhuang Boshi waved to the more than one thousand people.

"Or perhaps a spirit."

Tarasin's face stiffened.

"Today, you are all heroes who have defeated chaos."

No one spoke, because to each person's ears, he was speaking their own race's language.

It's so abnormal.

“You might be wondering who we are and why we’re here,” Zhuang Boshi said.

"Of course, some of our friends may already know who we are."

“We are reincarnators,” Zhuang Boshi stated frankly.

"Of course, he is also the Emperor's brother."

Upon hearing this, the Inquisition and the Battle Sisters nearly jumped up in surprise.

This is extremely disrespectful!

It should be noted that those who claim to be descendants of the Emperor and the Sons of the Stars have been repeatedly assassinated by the Court of Assassins and the Court of Judgment, let alone those who claim to be brothers of the Emperor to his face.

But then they thought about it again.

Wait, the emperor is a god.

But what is before us seems to be a god.

You may call us—

“Brother Tian, ​​Brother Tian,” Zhuang Boshi said with a smile.

Seeing Zhuang Boshi fooling the various races, the members of the Zhongzhou team wanted to laugh but dared not.

To be honest, this whole "Heavenly Brothers" thing is just too outrageous.

However, if the Central Plains team wanted to control the Empire's command, they needed an official status. But they weren't emperor's sons like Guilliman.

"By the way, where did the Emperor go?" Zheng Zha asked Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan said, "This is the real universe now, and the Emperor is a subspace god."

"He must rely on the warp to manifest."

"Moreover, his condition was worse than expected after being surrounded by the four gods."

"We don't have much time left."

"Huh?!" Zheng Zha's eyes widened.

"Is the Emperor really that weak? Is he about to collapse?"

"The rise of the Black King is the final fate of Chaos," Chu Xuan said.

"No one can stop the coming of the Dark Lord."

"He simply got stuck halfway through his path to godhood ten thousand years ago."

"And by using the faith of ten thousand years, he forced himself to become the God-Emperor."

"God Emperor, Black King, and Emperor."

Chu Xuan said, "The three are not one."

"But they checked and balanced each other, and the emperor originally wanted to create a balance."

"But now, the balance has been broken."

“Then the Neos we encountered represents the Emperor’s humanity,” Zhan Lan said.

"A little humanity remains." Chu Xuan shook his head.

"The Black King and the God Emperor are constantly devouring and squeezing his humanity."

"His humanity is crumbling bit by bit."

"If he were to use force, he probably wouldn't even be able to maintain the last shred of his humanity."

"Therefore, the emperor's time is running out."

"Our time is running out."

"Damn it!" Zheng Zha cursed angrily.

"It's all the fault of the Devil Team!"

"Hiding in a corner, stirring up trouble."

"But they don't dare to fight me directly."

"Heh." Chu Xuan sneered.

"They're not stupid; they wouldn't dare come out in that situation."

"That would be courting death."

"They won't show up unless they know what cards we have up our sleeve."

"Where are those bastards hiding?" Cheng Xiao cursed.

"He actually hid and didn't show up. When did he learn to hold his breath like that?"

“The universe is so vast, if he wants to hide, we might not be able to find him,” Zhang Jie said, spreading his hands.

"Don't worry about where they are," Chu Xuan said.

"But I know where they will inevitably appear."

"where?!"

Chu Xuan pointed.

A yellowish-brown planet appeared.

"Tyra."

(End of this chapter)