Qin Mo was still struggling to breathe, but the oxygen in his chest was like that of a prisoner trying to escape from a cage, causing his lungs to dry out and his face to turn pale.

The two-headed bird stared intently at Qin Mo, as if watching a play, its eyes filled with interest and a hint of mockery.

Hack and the others desperately aimed their guns at the two-headed bird. Irenecia had even prepared a deadly psionic lightning bolt, but the Tzeentch archdeacon simply glanced back, and the entire space froze instantly.

It's like the mastermind behind a "drama of fate," not allowing anyone to disrupt the plot it has designed.

In his despair, a strange, alluring voice rang in Qin Mo's ears:

"Do you want to live?"

"You only need to silently recite the name of that deity."

"All suffering will vanish, all danger will depart, and from then on, eternal joy will reign..."

"You only need to silently recite the name of that deity..."

Qin Mo's eyes widened as he tried his best to remain calm. In the face of extreme danger, his mind became even clearer.

Slaanesh, that hermaphrodite really did want to take advantage of him, but he didn't want to end up being "punished" by the pervert at any time.

He stared at the smug two-headed bird, knowing that he was no match for it with his current strength. Since he couldn't win by brute force, he could only rely on strategy.

He drew upon the last bit of power within his body, and his irises instantly turned crimson. Three black, blade-shaped tomoe connected end to end, while his pupils resembled abysses.

"Kamui!"

His body suddenly twisted and shrank to a point, disappearing from everyone's sight.

The two-headed bird stared wide-eyed, and the cunning demon even stretched its neck to try and find out where Qin Mo had disappeared.

It did indeed sense a trace of chaotic power, which might be due to other chaotic forces having their eyes on this place. This was not surprising, after all, the "thing" buried here was too crucial to affect the trajectory of fate.

Strangely, it did not sense the slightest fluctuation of psionic energy.

What shocked it even more was that it did not see Qin Mo's figure in any of its future destinies.

That strange boy, at this moment, jumped out of the game of fate...

In the divine dimension, Qin Mo gasped for air, like a drowning person finally surfacing.

Those who have never experienced a near-death experience cannot understand that feeling. There is great terror between life and death. Qin Mo patted his chest, barely suppressing the fear in his heart.

But what followed was a frenzied, burning anger.

I've gone through so much trouble and risked so much just to save my own life. I was about to achieve final victory, but at this critical moment, an unreasonable and treacherous demon suddenly appeared.

Damn Warhammer Universe.

Qin Mo spat. Since he couldn't find a safe place to live even after trying his best, he might as well smash the chessboard.

Thinking of this, a virtual pop-up window suddenly appeared in Qin Mo's mind:

[Survival Mission Triggered: Survive the Bizarre Assaults in the "Warp Rift"]

[Task Reward: Enhancement Reward *1]

The following enhancement rewards can be selected:

①Cultivating both body and spirit: +5 free attribute points

② Talent/Feat: [Enchanting Whispers] The power of charm will imbue your words, enhancing your attractiveness.

③ Gambler's Life: Randomly obtain a 2K Era Concept Chest (70% Luck).

Qin Mo was taken aback, but he quickly understood. There was no need to worry about the strange creatures attacking him, but unfortunately, a treacherous demon was blocking the way outside, forcing him to "sit in jail" in the Divine Might Dimension.

Based on his current understanding of the "Survival System," his physical attributes are at 11 points, and the duration of the Divine Might Dimension should also be around eleven minutes. Once he is forced to leave the Dimension, the giant Tzeentch bird outside the door will definitely target him.

What merit or ability did he possess at the end of the Qin Dynasty? He had only been in Kronos for a month when he was about to face off against the chief demon of the Tzeentch.

The only hope lies in the concept treasure chest.

Based on past experience, the rewards obtained from each concept chest have a significant impact on the current situation, and can even be a winning formula that can completely reverse a crisis.

Although the current luck stat is only 70%, we can only pin our hopes on it now.

Having figured this out, Qin Mo directly chose the "gambling life" option, as this was the only life-saving option he could rely on at this moment.

Then, the lottery box with the clown's smiling face engraved on it reappeared.

After a violent shaking, the pop-up disappeared.

The next moment, he felt a new piece of information appear in his mind:

"The mysteries of heaven and earth are the origin of all things."

Through countless eons of cultivation, I will prove my supernatural powers.

Within and beyond the Three Realms, only the Dao is supreme.

My body was enveloped in golden light...

"This is?"

Qin Mo was stunned. His eyes widened, but he immediately realized that this was the "Golden Light Divine Mantra".

This time, the concept treasure chest actually passed on the Golden Light Divine Mantra from his previous life to him, and along with the information came a strange physical sensation.

At the lower dantian, a warm and moist energy began to emerge.

When he silently recites the incantation, the energy ball will flow through his body along a specific trajectory, and at the same time, a golden light carrying protective power will appear outside his body.

Having roughly figured out how to use the Golden Light Mantra, Qin Mo was unclear about the purpose of giving him the Golden Light Mantra in this concept treasure chest.

Blocking the outside of the Divine Might Dimension is a treacherous and strange great demon. Does Qin Mo have to chant sutras to kill that guy?

Meanwhile, just as the Qin dynasty was hesitating at the end of its reign, the battlefield in the underground space had fallen into yet another strange balance.

The monsters from the shrine suffered heavy casualties because of a fearless blood-drinking monk.

The Tzeentch feral creatures, who had been in dire straits, were given a new lease on life after Carlos's arrival. They gathered around Goodwin, worshipping Carlos with utmost reverence.

The Blood Drinker warrior, who had endured a fierce battle, was also on the verge of death due to severe injuries and could only lean on his sword for support.

His mind had been completely consumed by the Black Fury, leaving only anger and a thirst for revenge against the Chaos Enemy.

The two-headed bird Carlos, perched atop the ancient jade tree, then flew down to the Astartes monks.

"If you say 'yes,' you can live and escape the curse that originates in your blood forever."

"As long as you say 'yes'..."

Carlos's voice seemed to come from an infinitely distant place, yet it rang in his ears, containing both boundless hope and a predetermined ending.

Eileencia and the others remained rooted to the spot by Carlos's magic. Their movements became incredibly slow, but their eyes were filled with endless terror.

Although it is unknown what this Tzeentch is doing, once this Astartes monk also falls under the devil's throne, the fate of them is predictable.

"Buzz!"

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the jade-like ancient tree.

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