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Under Yang Yi's will, their appearance began to undergo drastic and bizarre changes.

Under continuous and intense attacks.

The chests of the three evil gods Khorne, Tzeentch, and Nurgle swelled uncontrollably.

Their buttocks also became fuller at a visible rate.

It looked as if it had been "bruised and swollen".

What terrified them even more was that their throats also seemed to have serious problems.

That furious roar, powerful enough to tear reality apart, now sounded increasingly shrill.

It even carried a tone that they themselves couldn't understand...?

As the battle intensified.

The appearances of these three evil gods of the main universe gradually became distorted and deformed.

The final form it took was strikingly similar to the image of the Four Gods in a notebook that Yang Yi had inadvertently glimpsed before his transmigration.

To reiterate, I didn't watch it on purpose.

The evil gods finally realized what had happened.

They sensed something was extremely wrong!

They did not originally have a fixed gender.

Its form is entirely arbitrary, a composite of concepts.

Now, however, this terrifying being has forcibly twisted and fixed it into this...this shameful form by brute force!

They wanted to rebel.

Want to break free.

I want to go back to how I was before.

But a series of intense attacks were like maggots clinging to a bone.

They were held firmly in mid-air, unable to move.

Every attempt to muster power was interrupted by an even more ferocious punch.

Every time it tries to change its form, it is forcibly fixed by an even stronger will.

Finally, Yang Yi completed the humiliation and transformation, and he withdrew his fist.

The three evil gods, suspended in mid-air, have completely changed their forms.

Khorne of this world has been transformed into a tall, explosively powerful female warrior.

Her long, wild red hair was like a burning flame.

Beneath his bronze skin were well-defined, muscular muscles.

That figure can only be described as "wow," full of primal, violent beauty.

Tzeentch then transformed into a woman draped in a magnificent blue feather shawl.

A head of long, deep blue feathers floated slowly in the air currents.

Her eyes were full of wisdom and cunning, radiating an intellectual aura.

And harboring filth...

He transformed into a woman with an extremely voluptuous figure and eerily green skin.

Perhaps it is because his "benevolent father" nature is too deeply ingrained.

The iconic large mouth on her stomach is still there.

It was even continuously oozing a foul-smelling, viscous liquid.

Combined with her excessively voluptuous figure, it created an indescribable, nauseating sight.

Yang Yi looked at this "new version" of Nagori.

His brows were furrowed.

"That's disgusting."

Without hesitation, he raised his leg and kicked.

It landed precisely on Nurgle's butt.

The immense force sent this new form of "compassionate mother" flying.

It crashed right into the Emperor, who was entangled in a battle with Nurgle from two other parallel universes.

"Oh!"

The emperor clearly hadn't anticipated such a "disaster from heaven."

He was knocked off his feet by the massive Nurgle.

The two rolled around like gourds in the chaotic subspace energy.

The golden light mixed with the green slime, creating a chaotic scene.

Yang Yi didn't even glance over there.

He flashed and took over the Emperor's previous opponents—the two Nurgles from parallel universes.

At the same time, his voice clearly entered the emperor's consciousness.

"This disgusting guy is yours to deal with."

"I'll take care of the rest."

The emperor rose from the ground and pulled his head out of Nurgle's hook.

He wiped the green liquid, which was either blood or mucus, from his face, and looked expressionlessly at the Nurgle who had been "modified" by Yang Yi. A hint of...disdain seemed to flash in his eyes.

the other side.

Yang Yi has already begun his "cleanup" work.

He first casually suppressed the female versions of Khorne and Tzeentch, who were still trying to struggle.

They were swatted down like flies, and then endless blocks were placed on their bodies.

Then, he activated "Super Time Double".

The flow of time in the entire subspace battlefield seemed to be stretched infinitely at this moment.

It was just a fleeting moment, the blink of an eye for an ordinary person.

Yang Yi's figure had already appeared in front of all the fragments of evil gods from other parallel universes.

Countless fist shadows fell.

All the fragments of the evil god marked with the "Heart Steel" mark.

No matter how tiny their divisions are, or how secretly they are hidden.

In that instant, Yang Yi precisely located them and shattered them completely.

The evil gods were shattered and annihilated.

It was transformed into the purest chaotic energy and then absorbed by Yang Yi.

Ultimately, each evil god from a parallel universe left behind only an extremely faint, almost imperceptible fragment of its origin.

Yang Yi carefully collected the fragments.

These are the coordinates, the introduction.

It is the key for him to find and "visit" those parallel universes in the future.

Chapter 137 The Silent Magnus

While Yang Yi and the Emperor were beating up the Four Gods.

Meanwhile, Guilliman also encountered his opponent.

His icy gaze was fixed intently on the person opposite him.

It was Magnus, the Primarch who betrayed the Empire and ascended to the Demonic Realm ten thousand years ago.

Upon seeing him, even Guilliman, who was known for his composure and rationality, could hardly contain his anger.

He already knew all the details of the Horus Rebellion.

The decline of the human empire owes much to Magnus, the former "brother" before us.

If it weren't for that incredibly foolish psionic phone call he made back then, if it weren't for his ignoring advice and continuing to study psionics in private, if it weren't for his lack of responsibility and choosing to betray him outright.

The human empire of today would never be in such a dilapidated and fragmented state.

Not to mention Magnus and his Sons of a Thousand Sins after they were thrown into the filthy embrace of the warp.

How much damage have they caused to the human empire over the past ten thousand years?

How many worlds have wailed in the flames of their sorcery?

How many loyal warriors have perished because of their scheming and plotting?

Magnus, however, appeared unusually relaxed; he even had the leisure to greet Guilliman.

"Hello, I am Robert Guilliman, brother of the 'Loyal' Emperor."

His voice carried an undisguised mockery.

"I wonder if your motionless body, which has been asleep for ten thousand years, has completely rusted?"

Magnus felt no tension whatsoever at that moment.

Not long ago, when he was deep in the subspace, he sensed the aura of the Emperor's resurgence and Yang Yi's suffocating and oppressive presence.

He admitted that he did panic at the time.

That was a tremor that came from the depths of one's soul.

He then observed the human empire's army expanding like a tidal wave.