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Chapter 206 This universe has no gods.

"Outsiders, the minions of the cursed."

Skabrand stared intently at Seed, his eyes burning with fury.

The Great Demon's voice, filled with boundless rage, sent shivers down the spines of the entire world.

Skabrand's body was as tall as a mountain and incredibly strong.

The muscles were knotted and twisted like snakes and pythons, and the skin was blood red, covered with bloody patterns.

He held a flaming axe in each hand, the handles of which were connected to and bound to his arms by thick brass chains.

Each axe blade was larger than a person and dripped with blood.

Skabrand roared as he raised his battle axe with both hands.
It also spread out the pair of huge, tattered bat wings on its back.

The skin was torn and tattered, with hot blood dripping from the wound that would never heal.

Crimson blood rained down from nowhere, bathing him in its light.
Just by standing there, he exuded a despairing aura of killing intent.

“Skabrand”.

Zhong Ge gripped his longsword tightly, staring intently at Skabrand.

To fight against such a Khorne monster,
It's too difficult for him right now.

There was no hope of defeating the opponent.

Furthermore, Skabrand was currently located right next to the subspace rift.

The rift allows the Great Demon to continuously draw upon the power of the Supreme Heaven, thus making him invincible.

“Scarbrand, did your master send you? I thought he had completely abandoned you, you traitor.”

One sentence from Brother Zhong touched a nerve with Skabrand.

Being abandoned by the Blood God is the hardest thing for Skabrand to let go of.

He roared to the sky again, this time with even more intense anger mixed with pain.

Its terrifying sound ignited the hidden rage within those traitors who had fallen into chaos.

Under Skabrand's influence, the berserkers who had been hiding in the trenches could no longer suppress their anger and thirst for blood.
"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull to the Skull Throne."

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull to the Skull Throne."

"........."

The berserkers, chanting the Blood God's slogan, leaped out of the trenches and charged toward the Imperial loyalists.

"The boss succeeded; he lured the berserkers out of their shells."

White Wolf stood up, holding his explosive gun, and fired at the howling enemies.

"For a moment, I couldn't tell if you were simply not using your brain, or if you were just being a fool!! How can this situation be associated with the word 'success'?"

"The jokes about the White Wolf are truly hellish!!"

"The boss did manage to draw out those Khorne followers, but the problem is that Khorne the Great Demon."

"You obviously don't know the market. This is called buy one get one free, and it's all the rage now."

"Everyone goes through nine years of compulsory education, why are you being so arrogant?!"

"I often feel deeply inferior because I'm not as good at showing off as you bunch of bastards!!"

"Scarbrand, even if the Grey Knights came, a lot of them would die!! We'd probably all be chopped into eight pieces this time."

"........."

Players who don't eat beef joked as they fired at the enemy.

"Fire."

Messinius loudly issued the order.
The original Forged soldiers rushed out from behind their cover.

While unleashing firepower at the charging enemies, they advanced with the Chosen One.

Explosive bombs and molten metal beams poured out like a torrential downpour.

In an instant, the berserker charging at the forefront was torn to shreds.

The berserkers were incredibly fast runners; after enduring two volleys of fire,

They charged right up to the Imperial army.
The two sides clashed.

A berserker clad in twisted, bone-spiked armor charged toward Messinius.

His armor was covered in blood, and various skulls were stuck into the bone spurs on the back of his head.

There were political commissars wearing hats, civilians with terrified faces, and soldiers in despair.

These are all spoils of war obtained by the other side in the world of Formore.

They slaughtered that world and used the heads of the dead as decorations.

The Chaos traitor held a blood-stained chainsaw sword in his hand.

Black chains bound the sword hilt to his hand to prevent it from slipping off.

In his other hand he held a bomb gun that looked like it had never been maintained.

The rusty gun barrel was still writhing with lumps of flesh and growing sharp teeth.

Normally, this kind of weapon should have been scrapped long ago.

It's so badly rusted, it can't possibly fire any more bullets.

But even with the blessing of the highest heavens, the berserker's gun defied the laws of physics.
Not only can it continue firing, but the bullets it fires are also very powerful.

The enemy's mask had been shattered in the battle, as had the breathing barriers underneath.
Through the damaged area, Messinius saw the other party's fierce appearance.

He felt completely at peace.

The face beneath the helmet seemed to be forged from steel, its expression remaining unchanged throughout.

After completing the original upgrade, Messinius gained a more focused mind, greater speed, and greater strength.

The enemy's movements were broken down into slow motion in his perfect mind.
He scrutinized the enemy's every move, searching for their weaknesses, and devising corresponding countermeasures in his mind.

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull..."

The berserker raised his chainsaw sword high and swung it down toward Messinius's head.

Messinius moved to the side a little.
The roaring blade fell from his side with a tiny deviation.

The berserker's face displayed a mix of emotions, including regret, pity, and anger.

Then, he revealed a longing.
I want to do it again.
After all, it was just a hair's breadth away.

If we could just go a little faster, we could definitely tear the flesh and blood of this Corpse King's servant in front of us.

Unfortunately, the berserker didn't get a second chance.

Messinius activated the Power Fist, and a deep blue light burst forth, intertwining with it.

He swung his fist out suddenly, and the huge fist struck the enemy's chest.

The violent force instantly destroyed the opponent's armor and flesh.
A smoking hole was left in the original location of the organ.
Crimson blood splattered out, eventually landing on his white armor.

The berserker ultimately failed to finish his slogan before collapsing with a thud.

"For the Emperor!" Messinius shouted, then walked past the traitor and continued onward.

The same applies to the other warriors of the White Consul Chapter.

With his enhanced body and brand-new weapons,
They slaughtered the Chaos Space Marines with overwhelming force.

Use powerful firepower to destroy enemy bunkers and artillery positions, thus breaking down the enemy's defensive lines.

At first, they advanced very quickly.

Heavy firepower, including whistling rockets and small missiles, easily destroyed the rotting terracotta and the writhing flesh of the building.

The continuous explosions shattered the cultists and members of the Dark Mechanicus.

However, this advantage did not last long.
As more and more enemies entered the battlefield, their speed gradually slowed down.

the other side,
As the subspace force field of the asteroid is disrupted,

The fleet commanded by Asagai was now able to directly attack the surface of the asteroid and the main body of the hell ship.

But those demons also gained the power to operate on the asteroid.

They swooped down from the sky, rushing towards the imperial heroes like Messinius, attempting to overwhelm them with sheer numbers.

"One Skabrand isn't enough, these little devils have to make up the numbers too. In that case, let's fight."

White Wolf discarded his bomb gun, swapped it for a chainsaw axe, and cleaved the charging demon in two.

"Big brother, at a time like this, stop with the jokes and get into formation."

"Protect Seed Bro. No matter what, even if we can't beat Skabrand, we have to hold him off."

Arguing is arguing, making a fuss is making a fuss.
When players are doing serious business, they are quite serious.

They quickly regrouped.
Form battle formations as taught by the Silent Sisters and the Grey Knights.
By superimposing their own soulless force fields, they achieve the maximum suppression effect.

Sensing this powerful, soulless force field, the demons screamed and fled, or avoided them like a tidal wave.

Those unlucky souls who rushed too fast and couldn't stop were ground into black smoke by the soulless force field and died screaming.

Rostov and the others endured their discomfort and stayed by the side of the White Wolf and the other chosen ones.

This is a smart move.

The battlefield was too chaotic; no one could spare the time to ensure the judge's safety.

"They're not giving us any chance at all!!"

Chirk's face showed despair.
Being too close to the soulless caused her immense suffering.

But not far away were even more grotesque and numerous demons.

Once she is freed from the protection of the Soulless Ones, she will be instantly torn to shreds by those warp monsters.

"We're definitely doomed. Look at that huge guy over there. Who among us can beat him?"

Chirk reached out shakily and pointed at the distant Khorne.

Anyone familiar with the races of the warp knows Skabrand.
This guy has destroyed countless races and turned countless prosperous worlds into scorched earth.

In the mythology of many races, Skabrand is the embodiment of war, destruction, and death.

The appearance of this creature signifies the end of the world.

"No matter what, we have to try our best."

"Giving up like this will inevitably lead to failure; only by persevering can we hope to succeed."

Rostov suppressed his fear, calmly analyzed the current situation, and looked for an opportunity to break the deadlock.

Despite Skabrand's imposing presence, he was still able to continue thinking.
This already demonstrates that the judge possessed extraordinary courage and a strong mind.

"We must destroy the Blackstone device and restore everything to normal."

"Head towards the Dark Temple. If we can destroy the Black Stone Device, we still have hope."

Rostov looked towards the distant temple.
Now, the only chance of victory is to destroy the Blackrock apparatus and weaken Skarbrand.

Rostov communicated with the White Wolf, requesting that the other party send him several soulless individuals.
He then contacted Messinius.
They were instructed to launch an attack on the Dark Temple at all costs and destroy the Black Stone Device.

“Let’s go,” Rostov said to his followers.

"Our only way to survive is to destroy that temple."

And so, Seed, White Wolf, and the other chosen ones were tasked with holding off the Great Demon Khorne and buying time.

The others headed towards the Dark Temple to destroy the Black Stone Device.

…………

Brother Zhong has completed his second awakening.

Although it was not originally forged and strengthened, under the Emperor's blessing,

His strength, speed, and explosiveness are no less than those of the original Forged Warriors.

Skabrand launched an attack, determined to take the head of this outsider in the name of the Blood God.

Only in this way can the humiliation inflicted on the Blood God be washed away. As Skabrand charged towards the Seed,

He could sense that the Blood God was watching the battle.

Since the day of his betrayal, He, who sat high on the brass throne, had not spared a single glance for the poor Skabrand.
No matter how many lives he slaughtered or what pleasing actions he took, the Blood God paid no heed, as if he had completely forgotten him.

Today, He cast His gaze upon Skabrand once again, which filled Skabrand with joy.

Whether they can regain the favor of the Blood God depends on this opportunity.

Seed Bro won eight duels.
If they were normal people, they would have already received the blessing and become the focus of Khorne's attention.
If you can complete the Crimson Trial, you might even have the chance to be promoted to Demon Prince or Demon Prince.

Unfortunately, the emperor blocked all of Khorne's blessings.
Brother Zhong kept humiliating him; how could he tolerate such a thing?!

Now, Blood God only wants to see Skabrand cut off the outsider's head.

Zheng!
Seed blocked Skabrand's attack with his sword.
The terrifying force transmitted from the axe blade made Brother Zhong feel as if he had been hit by a Glory Queen-class battleship traveling at the speed of light.
The enormous reaction force sent him flying like a cannonball.
With a bang, it crashed into a blasphemous mechanical tower crackling with electric arcs.

"What terrifying power." Brother Zhong struggled to his feet.
The Soulless Force Field suppressed Skabrand's warp power.

But his opponent could easily crush him with just his flesh and blood.

boom! boom!
Heavy footsteps echoed, making the earth tremble.

Skabrand strode forward and charged towards where Seed was.
He raised his battle axe high in his hand.

When it gets close, it swings down suddenly.

The battle axe moved with immense force, determined to cleave the outsider into pieces.

Instead of blocking directly, Brother Zhong used the armor's thrusters for an emergency maneuver and dodged.

The heavy battle axe landed on the ground, instantly tearing the earth apart.
Crimson blood gushed from the crack.

Using the thrusters on his back, Brother Zhong took to the air.
After circling around to Skabrand's flank, he suddenly increased his speed, intending to launch an attack from the flank.

But Skabrand reacted quickly as well.
As Brother Zhong's sword pierced the Great Demon's body, the opponent's battle axe followed closely, severing his body in half at the waist.

And just like that, crimson blood gushed out, exceptionally beautiful.

boom!boom!
Zhong Ge's two halves of his body fell to the ground with a dull thud.

The armor's emergency life support system activated, spraying medical mist to stop the bleeding from the wound and delay his death.

Skabrand roared in pain as the Soulless Sword pierced his body.

He flapped his tattered wings, flew into the air, and forcefully pulled the sword out.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed towards the location where Rostov and the others were.

He needed more killing and souls to heal the wounds inflicted by the soulless and alleviate the pain, so he couldn't care less about the defeated Seed Brother.

"Cough! Cough!"

With only half his body remaining, Brother Zhong coughed up blood continuously.

He touched his explosive gun.

He then leaned against the corpse, preparing to continue fighting.

If we choose to die now and then come back to life, the battle will be over.

Therefore, continuing to fight despite being crippled is the option that maximizes the benefits.

Demons swarmed in and pounced on Brother Seed.

They all wanted to obtain the head of this outsider to please the Blood God.

"Go to the boss's side."

White Wolf shouted, signaling several Soulless players nearby to gather at the location of Seed Brother.

Meanwhile, players who don't eat beef are in trouble.

Their original plan was to assist Rostov in destroying the Dark Temple and weakening Skabrand.

As soon as they arrived at the temple gate, Skabrand descended from the sky and blocked their way.

With a swing of the battle axe, he easily cleaved the players charging at the front into pieces.

Next, he set his sights on the White Consul's soldiers.

Even after completing the original upgrade, those Astartes were no match for Skabrand.

This is because Skabrand can draw on the energy of the warp from here.

Unlike his situation when he was summoned to the real world and suppressed by the rules of the universe,
Here on the asteroid, Skabrand experiences negligible suppression.

In a single exchange, he killed the Primal Warriors who charged at him, tearing their bodies apart and bathing in their blood.

Countless demons surged forward with the arrival of the Great Demon, completely engulfing Rostov and his group.

"Damn!!"

"Not eating beef" activated its thrusters and charged towards Skabrand, attempting to stop the other party.

But then he heard a sharp whistling sound, and a huge scarlet axe blade appeared in front of him.

Before anyone could even react to the idea of ​​not eating beef,
His vision went black, and then he was logged off.

From the perspective of onlookers, Bu Chi Niu charged at Skabrand, but was cleaved in two pieces before even a single round was over.

"Ruined."

Chirk looked at the horde of demons surging towards him and felt a sense of despair.

Even though the Dark Temple and the Black Stone Device were not far away,
They've already lost their chance.
The demons will tear them apart before they even reach the temple.

………………

Terra, the Royal Palace.

After concluding his inspection of the space city, Qin Yun returned to his office to continue handling official business.
He wanted to work hard and strive to get the empire back on track as soon as possible.

After dealing with several controversial incidents at the Ministry of the Interior,

The application form submitted by the Imperial Bank appeared before Qin Yun.

Recommendations on Launching an Easing Monetary Policy

He glanced at it briefly and saw that the application totaled 160,000 words.

What's even more problematic is that it contains a large number of data models.

"This regent is a job even a dog wouldn't want to be. Anyone with a bit of ambition would be worked to death."

Qin Yun finally understood why high-ranking lords generally didn't live long.

There are just too many things to do.

Qin Yun made a few complaints and was just about to check the details of the application when Xi Ling appeared.

"Master, your little player has been completely destroyed."

A projection appeared in front of Qin Yun.
The screen shows the Witcher Brotherhood's side of the map.

"Scarbrand??" Qin Yun was somewhat surprised to see the enemies of the players, including Brother Zhong.

Skabrand was once Khorne's chief, possessing astonishing combat prowess.

If a Witcher band encounters him, they're in for a world of trouble.

"Why is Skabrand there?" Qin Yun asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Perhaps it's to prevent the empire's resurgence; you've been making more and more moves lately."

"Its influence on the empire is growing, and the Chaos Gods must have begun to pay close attention to humanity."

During this period, Qin Yun devoted himself to corruption, science and technology, improving people's livelihoods, and military affairs.

It breathed new life into an empire that was slowly dying.

And the new technologies he and the young players tinkered with...

This greatly reduces humanity's dependence on the subspace.
The Chaos Gods were thus greatly disturbed.
Continue to let Qin Yun, this outsider, develop freely.
It will certainly become a greater threat than the cursed one.
Therefore, the gods began to systematically target the human empire.

"That's right. The Chaos Gods aren't wooden figures after all. They won't sit idly by and watch us reform and become stronger."

Qin Yun nodded, agreeing with Xiling's statement.

"So what should we do now?" Xiling asked. "Should we send players from other warbands to support them?"

"I'll go myself, and also test out the skills I recently acquired."

Qin Yun got up, intending to go there himself.

I've been stuck in Terra lately dealing with government affairs and pushing forward reforms; it's incredibly boring.
It's time to find some fighting to relieve the fatigue.
It's time to put to use the invincible skill I recently acquired.

………………

The void, a battlefield on the surface of an asteroid.

"My Emperor, please protect your devout followers."

Rostov watched as the great demon Khorne walked towards him.
He prayed to the emperor while repeatedly pulling the trigger of the laser pistol.

Crimson beams of light continuously shot from the gun muzzle, slicing through the air.
The pulsed beam, capable of easily piercing steel, left only a negligible focus on Skabrand.
The focus disappears in less than a breath's time, which is equivalent to no harm done.

May your will be with me.

Rostov gripped the emperor's statue tightly.
As the great demon Khorne drew near, tears of blood streamed from his eyes.
An indescribable rage welled up within the judge, eroding his last shred of reason.

The roar of the Blood God continued to echo in my ears.
The intention was to drag this loyal imperial servant into an endless abyss of rage, turning him into a slave to anger and bloodshed.

In the distance, the warriors and chosen ones of the White Archon Chapter were surrounded by endless demons and cultists and were locked in a fierce battle.

They tried to come to the rescue of the judge, but they couldn't shake off the demon's clutches.

Rostov's entourage was either killed or wounded.
He stood alone, facing the approaching Khorne.

"Where are you? Help me, and help them too," Rostov prayed.

“The Corpse King is dead. He can’t save you. Join the Blood God’s embrace,” Skabrand whispered, reaching out to grab the Inquisitor.

Then, a light appeared, and a loud hymn suddenly rang out, drowning out the roar of the Blood God.

A figure clad in golden armor, wielding a longsword and spear, slowly emerged from the light.

A blinding light instantly illuminated the vast, boundless void.

Countless demons screamed and fled, as if shadows were retreating in the face of light.

"What happened with Judge Rostov?"

As the commander of Saint Astartes, Ashage also saw the light from the asteroid and looked shocked.

"The sun, the sun has appeared!" the oracles manager stammered.

Upon hearing this answer, the bridge crew, led by Asagai, all widened their eyes in surprise.

As for the asteroid...

Skabrand also let out a deafening roar at Qin Yun, who appeared in the light.

"An evil god from abroad."

Regarding Qin Yun's identity, the many demons of the subspace have already thoroughly investigated it.

This guy isn't from this universe at all; he's from outside.

Upon hearing Skabrand's words, Qin Yun felt a sense of speechlessness.

Dude, you're the one who's universally acknowledged as the evil god!
Could it be that, in the mouths of the warp creatures, I too have become an indescribable evil god?!
I woke up with a start from a dream, only to find that the evil god was actually myself?!

"I am not a god," Qin Yun said calmly to Skabrand, "just an ordinary person who has received the Emperor's blessing and the people's approval."

"God is just a foolish concept of you lowly subspace beings; there is no God in this universe."

"Everyone can receive blessings and become a saint through their own efforts."

"What kind of speech is this?!" Even though he was on the verge of death and coughing up blood, Brother Seed didn't stop complaining.

“Tiga cheated everyone out of their money, and the Guide cheated people out of their faith. They are two scoundrels.”

White Wolf walked to Brother Zhong's side and picked up half of his body.

(End of this chapter)