Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

The oldest of the immortals felt the chilling threat of death, knowing that if he died at the hands of Horus, he would probably never be resurrected again.

"Nyos, your great son really almost killed me!"

“Almost, just almost!”

However, with the Emperor's action, neither Horus nor the Lord of Mankind had time to care about Orpesson. They crossed the line and began to attack each other.

Father and son, king and minister, will have an ending today.

I have really had enough of writing about Horus, the father's boy and the mother's son. I will probably finish the Horus plot the day after tomorrow.

I wish you all good health and happiness in the new year.

Chapter 661 High Dimensional War (Three-in-One)

Horus and the Emperor moved in exact parallel, as if they were cut from the same mold, wielding their weapons in sync.

The Emperor's sword burst into flames, illuminating the dark red field created by Horus' influence.

The Worldbreaker Hammer carried Horus' incredible power of chaos and repelled the attack of the Emperor's Sword.

Horus was like a human-shaped black hole, continuously devouring the power of the Supreme Heaven and absorbing it into his body.

In an instant, an extremely terrifying energy vortex spread out in all directions. Although it did not harm the audience in the altar, it turned countless warship wreckage and stellar fragments floating around into atomic dust.

With the first collision between the two, a huge storm was stirred up in the Supreme Heaven.

The four great Chaos Gods cheered and applauded this rare battle. The horrific Warp storms intertwined with each other, forming an extremely powerful rhythmic melody.

"Those evil gods in the warp actually provided background music for the Emperor and Horus?"

Luo Xi had a strange look on his face. He really couldn't understand why these evil gods who had existed for countless years still had such evil tastes.

However, this did complete his understanding of the Four Chaos Gods. They did not seem to be conceptual beings that acted completely on instinct. Their self-awareness was much stronger and more independent than he had imagined.

At this moment, the Emperor was like a legendary brave man challenging the devil. With this background music that belonged only to him, he lonely and stubbornly challenged Horus to a battle.

The Spirit of Vengeance is the royal court of Horus after all. The dark red power of the Warp seemed to have materialized, flowing and undulating freely on the ground covered with human corpses.

The power of chaos is like the waves of a river, trying to drown the human master who is blocking it.

The Emperor held up a circular field shining with golden light, firmly resisting the erosion of Horus' power.

He alone is like a dam. The Emperor is using his own strength to fight against Horus, who has infinite support from the Warp.

He could also absorb the infinite power of the Sea of ​​Souls, but that would cause the Dark Lord's slumber to loosen, so the Emperor had to restrain his instincts with utmost restraint.

The spiritual will of Roche and the Primarchs is suffering great damage. Every moment of the battle between the Emperor and Horus makes people feel that the worldview is collapsing.

Both of them were the most powerful beings in the real universe today. If the aftermath of the battle had not been blocked and weakened by the ritual altar of the Spirit of Vengeance, Terra, which was so close at hand, would have been blasted into incomparably fine cosmic dust in the embers of war.

Even a star is no more solid than a glass ball in the hands of the Emperor and Horus.

This level of collision should not happen in the real universe. The laws of matter are arbitrarily distorted and rewritten, gradually becoming more chaotic.

Roxi and the Primarchs even began to not understand the fight between the two.

This is no longer just a battle in the material world, but has spread to the spiritual level of the Supreme Heaven, and even to battles in higher dimensions of the past and future.

The damned Four Chaos Gods were already so excited that they could hardly control themselves; their wild laughter and screams created storm after storm in the Warp.

This is an even more horrific torture for psychics like Roxi.

And the Prince of Joy took the opportunity to whisper in Roche's ear, luring the human who had escaped from the Six-Ring Silver Palace with his seductive whispers.

"Do you envy Horus' power? Submit to me and I can give you the same."

Slaanesh promised sincerely. He always coveted the things that he had not yet obtained, and at this moment he still wanted to obtain Roshi and Curze as trophies.

"The Emperor has no chance. He will either be killed by Horus or he will have to draw enough power from the Warp to ascend to the Dark Lord."

"He is a participant in the same great game as the rest of us, but he insists on being a pawn in the game. We need to wake him up."

"My little sweetheart, the more you struggle, the more excited I am~"

Luo Xi only felt that his body became sticky and wet, especially the tender flesh beside his ear, which felt like it was being licked by a deadly poisonous snake, making it itchy and unbearable.

"roll!"

Roche rejected Slaanesh without hesitation. This guy was considered a pervert among the Chaos Gods. What would be the end if he tried to join him even with his butt?

The power emanating from the Emperor and Horus seemed endless, even though both men still maintained their human form.

But when Roche's brain tried to parse it all, all he could see was two different suns colliding.

In the real universe, if two stars are too close, their huge celestial gravity will tear and devour each other's matter until one of them completely loses mass and is merged and unified.

Such was the case now with the Emperor and Horus.

The cold golden sun of the Lord of Mankind in the warp is twisting and pulling against the black sun symbolized by Horus, irresistibly tearing everything in between into pieces.

Countless creatures of the Warp are screaming and wailing, trying to escape from the scene of this war of gods, but when the turbulent ether frenzy comes, nothing can escape.

A true storm of destruction was born in the warp, sweeping across everything it touched like a doomsday disaster.

Even the Crystal Maze, the Brass Arena, the Six-Ring Silver Palace and the Plague Garden were shaking violently, and countless demons of the Four Gods were instantly reduced to ashes.

Even those chaos demons were no better than small shrimps under such a disaster. Their life essences were shattered and destroyed, completely annihilated in this disaster.

However, the Four Gods not only did not care about their own losses, but continued to add fuel to the fire.

Compared with the great fun that can be obtained right now, what does the loss of a few demons matter?

They can have as much of those things as they want, but they are just the scraps of their bodies, no different from human dandruff.

The images projected into the real universe showed the Emperor and Horus' weapons being shattered one after another.

The Sword of the Emperor faces off against the Hammer of the Worldbreaker, the Claw of the Emperor faces off against the Claw of Horus. These four well-deserved artifacts are unable to fully bear the power of the two. They annihilate each other in a hideous twisting sound, and are reborn under the influence of great power.

The power of the Lord of Mankind is incredible. Even though Roche and others have imagined the Emperor to be too invincible, they still greatly underestimated him.

In contrast, Horus' power is more complex and overbearing.

Dark red energy was continuously drawn out from the black sun. Behind it were countless fragments from the Four Gods' Domains and those broken subspace forces, which were madly devoured by the black sun.

In a sense, Horus was right. He was plundering and devouring the power of the Four Gods in order to gain power that surpassed the Emperor.

Their concepts collide with each other, shatter each other, and obliterate each other's traces of existence.

Even those qualities that exist in a conceptual sense are breaking and dying.

The grand plan that the Emperor had spent ten thousand years planning and laying out had been shattered, the empire that he had spent countless efforts and energy to build was being destroyed, the Webway, humanity's greatest hope for transcendence, had also collapsed, and everything was leaning towards the worse.

Horus's loyalty and oath were also shattered. He forgot all the love and persistence he had in the past, leaving only the madly burning ambition.

The two most powerful people in the world, they were originally father and son, and comrades fighting for the same ideal, but now they are pointing swords at each other, wanting to kill each other.

The subspace is the source and destination of countless human emotions, and those emotions belonging to "truth, goodness and beauty" are disappearing in repeated shattering, while those emotions of "evil and hatred" are becoming increasingly solid and strengthened.

The darkness of Horus is making the warp even more chaotic and terrifying. All negative emotions are taking over and making the Sea of ​​Souls even worse.

Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!

The four gods were shouting, yelling, and celebrating as this most sweet, yet most bitter battle reached its climax.

They want to see fathers and sons killing each other, brothers killing each other, and rivers of blood flowing.

The power of chaos is growing stronger and stronger, and even the curtain of the real universe is shaking.

The last time this happened was during the War in Heaven caused by the Ancient Saints Alliance and the minions of the Star God.

However, the war on the physical and psychic levels was ultimately unable to determine the winner between the two. Although Horus's power was indeed slightly better than that of the Emperor, it was not an overwhelming advantage.

The Emperor was incredibly powerful. He single-handedly fought against Horus, who had the entire Warp backing him up.

The power they released has reached the limit of what the real universe can tolerate.

If the confrontation continues like this, such a huge amount of psychic energy will be enough to give the subspace an overwhelming advantage in the confrontation with the real universe, tearing the curtain apart and completely destroying the galaxy.

The essence of the struggle between the Emperor and Horus has long surpassed the hatred within humanity, but rather is a struggle between the real universe and the warp.

The only thing that can truly determine victory or defeat is combat at a higher dimension.

They not only fight in space, but also in time.

The Emperor left a flaw, and when Horus attacked with the World Breaker hammer in hand, he summoned a being of extraordinary significance to Horus to fight back.

He is using the power of "concepts" to fight against Horus, only in this way can he truly have the final say.

That is Cthonia, where Horus fell and grew up.

The Emperor trapped Horus in Cthulhu, trying to make him reveal some psychological flaws.

When Horus opened his eyes again, he had returned to his starting point. He saw the stinking sewers of his home planet and the gangs that had proliferated due to the depletion of resources, fighting each other for a little bit of resources.

He spread out his hands and saw his extremely thin self, which was what he looked like before he killed his mortal adoptive father.

In that deep tunnel, the Emperor attacked again with a huge sword in hand, and Horus transformed from a skinny gang member into a wolf shepherd god wearing heavy armor.

The battle between them has begun to spread wantonly from the present time and space. They travel through the timeline and attempt to kill each other in the future and the past.

While Horus was still in Cthunia, this Primarch was undoubtedly at his most vulnerable. One must know that at that time Horus had not yet shown the extraordinary nature of the Primarch, but maintained the appearance of a mortal.

It was not until he murdered his mortal adoptive father, the gang leader, that Horus awakened as the Primarch.

The battlefield was filled with countless etheric energies extracted by Horus from the Warp. The energy was even so dense that it could be used by the Emperor.

And the Four Gods of the Subspace are even adding fuel to the flames. They have created a frenzy and a storm, causing more ether energy to surge into the real universe.

This is as dangerous as an isolated island in the ocean being attacked by a storm.

Those rugged reefs and soil will gradually disintegrate under the erosion of storm surges, and once the island collapses completely, it will immediately sink into the depths of the ocean.

The Emperor attempted to use Cthuniya to stir up ripples in Horus' heart, even if it was only for a moment, to make him hesitate and reminisce, which would allow the Emperor to gain an advantage in the confrontation.

However, Horus did not have the slightest bit of nostalgia. He thrust the Worldbreaker hammer into the ground without hesitation, and the violent force directly tore apart the planet Cthonia.

"Father, how could you have thought that I still cared about these humble things? I have long forgotten what happened to Cthonia. It is not worth mentioning to me."

"It's just a passing person in my life. I don't care whether I live or die in this despicable world."

Horus' heart was already in chaos, and the nature of chaos is that it encompasses everything.

There is no conflict between his love for Cthonia and his destruction of Cthonia, and there is no conflict between his love for the Emperor and his killing of the Emperor.

The Emperor began to fight back against Horus at a higher dimensional level, and Horus showed no mercy.