Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

"Oh, it's really annoying. Forget it."

Ryan Johnson jumped off the ice peak that was dozens of meters high, not caring about the terrifying impact.

As the Leman tribe continued to advance towards Asaheim, Ryan's attention was once again diverted to the dangers along the way.

But in an extremely hidden underground corner somewhere in Fenris, a huge demon temple dedicated to the Chaos God Tzeentch was flickering with light.

This is a demonic palace built by humans in the distant past, at the end of the Dark Age of Technology.

At that time, humans were cut off from the outside world by the subspace storm. In order to survive, some people injected themselves with the Wolf Spiral and changed their genes.

Some people, however, do not want to become freaks with werewolf blood. Instead, they pray to the gods in fear and despair.

A god answered their prayers and granted them the ability to survive on Fenris, and they also worked hard to strengthen their worship of the "Lord of Tricksters".

And in this demon temple, a giant subspace creature with wings and two bird heads was observing Ryan Johnson.

Its two heads kept muttering to each other, as if they were talking to themselves.

"Change, change is always a good thing." said a head.

"Lion and Russ, the Lion King and the Wolf King, the noble knight and the crude barbarian." Another head muttered.

"Hehehe, the Lord of Change has changed their landing place, making the barbaric ones barbaric and the civilized ones civilized, and my Lord will also gain two Primarchs..."

The four gods still want to draw cards, sad.

Chapter 651 The Emperor and the Chief (Three in One)

"The time and space here have already collapsed and distorted."

"My sons and those brave warriors were scattered to different timelines by the time and space turbulence caused by the four gods."

"Everything is both real and illusory, and the two are only separated by a single thought."

Deep within the dark and gloomy Spirit of Vengeance, the infinitely stacked and nested spaces gradually separated and disintegrated before the eyes of the Emperor.

The fully armed Lord of Mankind, holding the Emperor's Sword, advances step by step in the darkness.

He could sense the location of Horus, but between him and Horus there was a distorted and disordered chaos of space and time. The distance between the two was not only in space, but also in time.

At the Emperor's side, only a few of the Imperium of Man's most powerful and loyal warriors remain.

A Custodian named Kyle Cardus, the last of the Luna Wolf Garviel Loken, and Rito, one of the original Astartes.

A total of six Primarchs are no longer by his side, and the original malice from the Warp can no longer suppress its desires.

They greedily stretched out their tentacles and divided up the most precious things in the world one by one.

Now is the best opportunity, with the Emperor bound to the Vengeful Spirit and the Primarchs separated from their Legions.

The Emperor could sense that his most resolute son, Dorn, had been surrounded and bound by the realm of the Blood God.

This most brutal and bloodthirsty evil god seemed not satisfied with Angron, who was already in his hands, and instead began to forcibly corrupt Dorn.

"His corruption is extremely simple and crude. He makes Dorn fall into endless killings and then wears away his reason and calmness. As long as Dorn feels a little pleasure and indulgence from killing, the Blood God will seize the emptiness in his heart."

"Dorn has the strongest will and the most impeccable loyalty. I am not worried about his safety."

Around the Lord of Mankind, countless malicious entities from the deepest part of the Warp launched tentative attacks, trying to plunder the souls of Loken and the other two right under his nose.

As for these villains, the emperor simply swung his giant sword mercilessly. The flame that was enough to burn time and space and extinguish the soul would completely wipe them out.

It's fine that the Four Gods of Chaos have been causing trouble all the time, but it's really laughable that these meaningless bastards dare to come out and make trouble.

He had to speed up because he felt that his son, Sanguinius of Baal, was in very bad condition.

Sanguinius faced the deadliest threat of all the Primarchs: he was facing Horus himself.

"The situation of Ryan and Russ is a little strange. The Lord of Change has set his sights on the brothers and has carefully woven a time and space and destiny for them, just to make them sink into infinity."

"A lion hiding behind a mask of civilization, a giant wolf covering itself with barbarity, this pair of brothers who seemed to have exchanged their lives had their origins reversed by Xin Liezhi..."

"This is dangerous."

Compared to the Blood God's simple and brutal corruption process, the one from the Lord of Change is more dangerous and tortuous.

As their father, the Emperor naturally knew that the natures of his two sons were completely opposite to what they appeared to be.

Ryan is a barbarian masquerading as a civilized man, while Ruth is a civilized man masquerading as a barbarian.

This seems extremely discordant, but in fact it is this disharmony that constitutes the concepts of the Wolf King and the Lion King.

The conspiracy of the Lord of Change is trying to rewrite this disharmony into the "harmony" that He wants to see.

If Llane always remained a barbarian wandering in Fenris, and Russ always remained a noble knight who was consistent in appearance and heart, then they would never be able to awaken their past memories.

Tzeentch's power is enough to penetrate the timeline and forcibly modify the origin of the Primarch.

At that time, Llane the Lion of Caliban will be transformed into Llane the Wildlord of Fenris, and Leman Russ of Fenris will be transformed into Leman Russ the Honored Knight of Caliban.

This kind of change is exactly what Tzeentch hopes to see. Both of them will be marked with the mark of "Him" in the dark.

They still feel that they are free, but in fact their fate has already been manipulated and played with.

"You are still so greedy..."

"You want double compensation for the loss of a Magnus?"

The Emperor muttered to himself, while the infinite chaos and darkness around him emitted waves of wanton laughter.

The four gods mocked the emperor. What difference would it make if he knew? He was now unable to cope with everything and could only make one choice.

This is an unsolvable dilemma. The emperor can only choose to save one person and let his other sons break the dilemma on their own.

The Lord of Mankind made a judgment in his heart in an instant, and he still headed straight towards Sanguinius.

He believed that his sons would be able to resist temptation and corruption with the same fortitude they had shown during the Rebellion.

But Sanguinius was different. Horus wanted to kill him, not corrupt him, and the difference in combat power between the two sides made the Archangel almost certain to die.

The raging flames burned away the darkness before their eyes, leaving only endless nothingness.

The cold sun in the warp is exerting its power.

In the golden flames, a black flame containing infinite despair and destructive power is quietly spreading.

It symbolizes the power and essence that even the Four Chaos Gods fear, but the Lord of Mankind completely suppresses it with his absolute will, preventing it from awakening.

"Are you tempting me to use that forbidden power?"

"A crude trick."

The Emperor continues to expand his perception, and the influence of the Four Gods is felt throughout the entire timeline, both in the future and in the past.

Suddenly, he saw the figure of Chagatai Khan.

At the same time, even the Lord of Mankind couldn't help but gasp.

Because unlike his brothers who were troubled by the power of evil gods, Chagatai Khan realized the true nature of his own power during the endless war caused by the unification of his home planet.

He witnessed with his own eyes the existence from the depths of the sea of ​​souls, how the lifeless being at the end of the road to heaven used the plague after death to harvest souls, and how it used incredible power to revive the dead and turn them into tireless walking corpses.

Chagatai Khan was too intelligent. In the process of enlightenment, he awakened to his own nature too early.

It's just that this essence suddenly awakened in the endless plague and death, and was naturally influenced by Nurgle.

The King of Chogoris caused endless slaughter during the Unification Wars on his homeworld, allowing the corpses to rot, thus awakening the powerful force of the Warp Plague.

The Plague Cavalry rushed out of the planet Chogoris and, under the leadership of Chagatai Khan, broke through the hidden Webway gate on the planet.

With the help of the galactic highways created by the ancient saints, the Khan was able to deploy his troops across the galaxy at incredible speeds.

Wherever the army went, all life was slaughtered, whether it was humans, Eldar or Orks. Their bodies decayed and rotted, and then a more powerful plague was brewed.

Nurgle responded to the Khan's call and tolerated Jaghatai's greed with almost infinite kindness. Attila's Whip ruthlessly lashed the entire galaxy, bringing more death and corruption to his monarch.

The way Nurgle, the Plague Father, was corrupted was completely different from his other brothers and sisters. His method was to be infinitely good to Chagatai and to pour infinite favor and love on the Chogoris Eagle.

"Is it because of Mortarion's escape that he committed such a cruel act?"

"Tzeentch also lost Magnus, why is Nurgle so excited?"

For a moment, the Emperor didn't even know if saving Mortarion was actually a good thing.

Because in that timeline, Chagatai Khan, who was infinitely favored by Nurgle, had become a veritable Plague King. He was spreading the plague throughout the galaxy and strengthening his own power.

Nurgle saw the rise of the Plague King with great joy, just like a loving father who is pleased to see his offspring grow up to be able to succeed him.

He even went so far as to divide his own power and authority and hand it over to Chagatai, knowing that this would lead to the decline of Nurgle's own power.

This is completely different from those Great Unclean Ones. No matter how powerful they are, they are just an extension of Nurgle's will. As long as He wants, He can take back His favor and blessings with just a thought.

And now he is dividing himself and pursuing Chagatai Khan with an incomprehensible attitude.

"Chagatai, I hope you can remain sober and detached... I can't help you."

The Emperor muttered to himself, and he and the few remaining warriors around him broke through the level and came to a world full of various skulls.

The skulls of all life since the birth of the universe have been gathered here.

These skulls, which have certain symbolic meanings, represent the civilizations behind them. Some of them have long been destroyed, while others are still continuing in the galaxy.

Among the infinite number of skulls, there is only a narrow path in the middle that can be passed through.

The Emperor took a step forward, and one of the alien skulls suddenly pounced upon him, opening its mouth and questioning the Emperor.

"Do you still remember the name of my tribe?"

Every skull was shouting in unison, and their voices even resonated at the same frequency, echoing throughout the entire skull world.

If an ordinary person saw this scene, he would probably have been frightened to the point of being limp all over. Billions of skulls were chattering, forcing the person to tell him his name.

"Tell me the name of my tribe, and you will be allowed to pass."

The Lord of Mankind stopped and understood what these things were.

It is the unwilling echo of those races that have been extinct in the long river of history, and it is an entity formed by the obsession with continuing their own existence.

They have no ill intentions, they just simply want to be recognized by later generations. Although their race has perished, there are still lives that remember them.

"Horus, you want to stop me in this way?" the Emperor said to the Void.

Those skulls will not actively attack the people who come, they just keep asking questions, vowing to get a satisfactory answer.

Beside him, the Imperial Guard Kyle Cardus had already used his immense knowledge to answer questions from some of the skulls.