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In that instant, Rhodes felt a chill run down his spine, a sensation far worse than that experienced during space travel engulfing him. Perhaps it was just a simple glance from the other party, but to Rhodes, it felt like being bitten by countless venomous insects.

Fortunately, the feeling was fleeting. The malicious gaze seemed to be shielded by an invisible layer of protection. Rhodes clutched his chest, his fingers turning icy cold from the constriction of blood vessels.

However, neither the Marines, medics, nor Aliya seemed to have heard the sound just now.

Zain, who was lying on the ground, raised his head and heard the laughter from before.

"I heard it! That's His laughter!"

Zain's body was lifted up by an invisible force, his legs swinging wildly in the air, his eyes wide, his words filled with ecstatic joy:

"I can feel the magic of the warp filling my body."

The runes on the ground that had been extinguished lit up again, and a terrifying warp energy fluctuation emanated from Zane's body, and it continued to grow stronger.

"Damn it!"

Aliya pointed directly at the man in front of her and fired several shots from her automatic pistol.

However, her shots were ineffective. Unlike the previous warp-like attacks, which produced gunshots and sparks, this time the bullets did not leave the muzzle of the automatic pistol but simply disappeared.

"Hahaha... Did you see that? This is just a tiny fraction of his knowledge, one face among countless others. Now, with just a flick of my finger, you'll all turn into... ugh!"

A pale arm grew out of Zane's mouth, silencing him before he could utter a word.

The terrifying psionic pressure that had been gathered around Zane vanished instantly, and what changed was his body.

He was like a balloon turned inside out; his skin, muscles, and bones began to expand and grow wildly and unrestrainedly. Arms and tentacles grew out from various parts of his body, while his original head and limbs shrank back inside and regrowed on the other side.

Zain was now like a mass of dislocated, overgrown flesh, his swollen eyes suddenly turning white as he tried to utter his last words, but he couldn't even manage that.

Another burst of laughter, completely different from the previous one, echoed from the void before disappearing into the air. The feeling of being watched by a malicious gaze vanished completely, as if it had never existed.

Rod had a pretty good idea of ​​what had happened.

Bad news, the other side has successfully attracted Tzeentch's attention.

Good news, the other side couldn't control themselves.

The guy in front of me probably really did get a glance from some blue subspace soft creature, who then gave him a little blessing.

This tiny, insignificant force far exceeded the opponent's tolerance limit.

If you force an entire ocean of water into a glass, the only result will be that it explodes.

An ordinary person, unable to withstand the immense subspace energy, would ultimately end up like this.

It transforms into a deformed, monstrous, mindless, and extremely short-lived chaotic egg.

The chaotic egg, which had swelled to several meters in height, lowered what should be called its head, its dozen or so arms and tentacles bracing against the ground as it roared fiercely at Rhodes.

"roar--!"

The enormous roar, carrying a foul stench, blew through Rhodes' hair, causing him to instinctively close one eye, but without the slightest fear or hesitation.

"You've already turned into a Chaos Egg, what are you still trying to prove?"

But the flesh-and-blood monster before him could no longer understand his words; now that it had become a Chaos Egg, it was left with only pure hatred and a destructive desire for life.

The Chaos Egg stared intently at Rhodes, who was facing it. Its massive arms crawled rapidly on the ground, dragging its enormous fleshy body toward Rhodes. The remaining believers in its path were unable to dodge in time and were directly swept under its body and crushed into a pulp.

"Kill it!"

Gunshots, grenade explosions, and the sounds of medical lasers being repaired echoed again inside the warehouse.

After another round of cluster grenades from the Reaper, the behemoth made of flesh and blood finally fell to the ground, its mangled body beginning to twitch.

Several Marines surrounded the monster and aimed their C-14 Gauss electromagnetic rifles at its body. After a burst of fire, the Chaos Egg, once the leader of the Secret Box Cult, completely lost all signs of life and stopped moving.

Rhodes finally breathed a sigh of relief. The remaining believers were all executed by the Marines and Reapers. As for their bodies, Rhodes did not intend to deal with them now, as there were plenty of people in Blackwing Harbor who could do that job.

The only thing that hasn't been resolved yet is his damn mission. Rhodes looked down at the medic operating the laser surgery system. Desmond, who was lying on the ground, was still covered in blood, but his wounds had stopped bleeding.

Desmond awoke from his coma and opened his eyes to find the ground littered with corpses and a huge mass of rotting flesh.

Then came the fully armed Marines and medics, and Rhodes and Aria standing in front of them.

"Oh? You're awake?"

Desmond remained silent as before, only nodding. He only remembered being taken away by the pink monster and then brought here. After a somewhat neurotic man muttered some unintelligible words to him, he passed out.

Then he suddenly remembered Aunt Anya, who was still in the pipe. Her clear eyes looked at Rhodes with longing, and she was about to ask a question when Rhodes interrupted him:

"Many people died in the lower area, but the blind worker in the pipes is fine. You now have two paths to choose from."

Rod wasn't sure what it meant to fully help the other party, so he could only present the solutions he could think of and let the other party choose.

"First, I'll find you a remote, uninhabited planet and send you supplies every month to ensure you don't starve. But whether you accidentally lose control of your power and blow yourself up, or attract those warp demons, it's none of my business."

Rhodes didn't want to send such a time bomb onto his ship. Who knew that one day while sailing on the Christina, the other party's psionic energy might go out of control and send the entire ship into warp space? Sending a ship to an uninhabited planet every month to deliver some supplies was just an expense that couldn't be recorded on the books for the traveling merchant.

"Secondly, I will take care of that worker for you, but you will be sent to the Empire's Black Ship for training in the Empire's center. You may die, or you may be used as fuel, but if you are lucky enough, hardworking enough, and talented enough, you can survive and have the opportunity to meet him again in the future."

Desmond remained silent for a long time, and finally, when he raised his head, there was no more hesitation in his eyes.

"I'm going to get training," the boy said firmly and resolutely.