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Chapter 1039 393 God War (Part 1, 6k)

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Chapter 1039 393. God War (Part 1, 6k)

War is a very important word in the history of mankind.

Generally speaking, except for a very small number of wars, most wars are caused by a group of politicians and a leading politician deciding to send another group of farmers' sons thousands of miles away to kill people. As for whether they can come back, that depends on

They have nothing to do with it.

As long as it is profitable, they don't care about too many things.

But the current war is different. I mean, this is actually different from the traditional form of war in which we compete with each other to see who has the bigger cannon and whose sword is sharper.

Because this is a divine battle.

The golden light shines so brightly that it can even be called beautiful. In the dim starry sky with low-hanging stars, this scene looks so beautiful and fascinating. However, in nature, the more beautiful the creatures are, the more dangerous they are.

.

These lights are no exception.

With just a flash, they destroyed dozens of huge humanoid creatures in an instant.

They shattered into millions of crystal fragments after death. If it weren't for the special characteristics of this starry sky, these fragments would contaminate humans on many planets after fragmentation, causing them to spontaneously form a group of people worshiping the eternal heaven.

sect.

Later, the power of faith they gathered would feed back the arrival of more angels. What happened after that is needless to say.

In fact, if the gods were not standing here, the pollution and brainwashing contained in the halos above their heads would brainwash everyone who saw them the moment they appeared.

God silently thought that they did have a systematic invasion method just like what the mage described in his memory.

He waved his hand again, lightly rotating the stars. Time stood still at this moment, and the crack that was originally located above his head now reached his feet.

Time in the material world has been stopped, but this crack is still expanding. It does not simply exist in this world, but someone has opened a hole in the world's barrier.

This means that the world's barriers are no longer able to resist them.

The god looked at the crack. Judging from the speed of expansion, he knew that Eternal Heaven should have launched a general attack. But what puzzled him was that the evil gods did not arrive.

No matter whether it was Khorne who had made a pact with the mage, Slaanesh who coveted him very much, or Nurgle who didn't really want to deal with the mage, they all didn't show up.

Is it because of fear? God thought, but then he immediately overturned this idea.

That He can move freely in the material world does not mean that they are incapable of overturning the table. In fact, if the three evil gods are willing to join forces to deal with Him.

After thinking again and again, He decided to let time continue to move freely. With a thought, the stars returned to their positions again. The false starry sky was as usual, with stars twinkling and dotted on the deep curtain that was artificially blackened.

Then, from the crack, a pale hand slowly stretched out, its skin shining with pearly white jade, only beautiful, nothing else.

The god frowned - he could recognize who this kind of power belonged to without even trying to distinguish it. However, he saw from the memories of the angels that Eternal Heaven was already at war with the evil gods.

However, Slaanesh emerged from their cross-realm passage.

Of course, the owner of the hand didn't know his doubts, so he just crawled out slowly. The seemingly simple way of moving was actually forcing the world to accept him, and this process took a while.

After he completely crawled out of the crack, the chaotic ocean in the subspace roared, feeling extremely happy for the return of one of the aborigines.

Now, Slaanesh was standing in front of the God of Mankind. He did not attack immediately, or even spoke. He just stared at the God of Mankind quietly.

Not only that, the gods also discovered that this evil god who suddenly appeared without warning had even changed greatly in appearance.

The extreme beauty that made people vomit in the past has disappeared. Although His body can still be called perfect, it has become more holy. The temptation to persuade people to fall has completely disappeared, and the only things that exist between his eyebrows are

A unique quietness remains.

The same was true of the way he looked at the gods. Possessiveness, appetite, carnal desire - all the things the gods had seen in the mage's memory had all disappeared.

The violet eyes are still kind, the skin is shining with pearl white light, the soft silver hair is scattered behind the head, there is a calm smile on the pale pink lips, the long skirt reveals the curves, but does not expose anything, even the ankles are completely exposed

Hidden by the white skirt.

He is more like some kind of dignified beauty god in mythology than Slaanesh.

This is wrong, the god thought.

There was no verbal exchange, the God of Mankind raised his hand, and the place where Slaanesh was immediately began to shatter into pieces. The space was distorted by the huge force. This was not a black hole, but an extreme caused by the disregard and destruction of rules.

destroy.

Even if the Great Demon or the Primarch comes into contact, their existence and history will be immediately erased, and no one will remember them anymore, let alone live.

But Slaanesh, who was wearing a white dress, seemed indifferent. He didn't even react much. He just blinked casually and the full moon rising from behind erased the attack. He even gently restored the space.

to its original appearance.

This hand made the god frown - this was undoubtedly Slaanesh telling him that he also had the same power.

But, how is it possible?

The evil gods have no direct foundation in the material world. Even if they forcefully appear, the subspace will urge them to return as soon as possible. What's more, the material world will instinctively reject them.

Finally, at the twelfth minute since the war began, and the third minute after Slaanesh appeared, the god spoke.

"Who are you?"

Slaanesh smiled.

"Good question." He said gently, his tone was very calm, his voice was soft, and there was even a gentleness swaying in it. "I am Slaanesh - what else?"

"Your power is completely different from his. Gods can lie and change, but the nature of power cannot be changed so completely. You and Slaanesh have nothing in common."

"You are using an outdated method to measure me, a strange yet familiar friend." Slaanesh winked at him.

The creature that looked more like a god of beauty than an evil god raised its head and glanced at the crack it crawled out of. Its surroundings were still squirming, and a blood-red light was looming. Seeing this, Slaanesh sighed.

"I don't want to lie to you, friend, so I will keep my story short," He said. "We were changed - we misjudged what they were capable of, and it is not Slaanesh who stands before you now."

"So, what are you?"

"Yes, what am I? Or rather, who am I?" He sighed. "In the past, in two similar worlds, I was a product of the bottomless joy of the Eldar."

"Their indulgence prompted me to be born in the sea of ​​chaos in the subspace. My divinity exists in joy, in pleasure-anything that can make people feel happy is my purview."

"And I would love to see my followers push their favorite things to the extreme. This is Slaanesh. My friend, I believe you are also very aware of this matter. Unfortunately, now, I myself

I don’t even know who I am anymore.”

He put his hands behind his back thoughtfully, and with this small movement, a kind of beauty mixed with holiness and purity was born in Him. Seeing this scene, you will not have any desire, you will only sigh at His beauty.

Beautiful and admire this scene.

After thinking about it, He smiled slightly melancholy: "Obviously, friend, our integration was not successful. Him and I, or in other words, He and I - we both thought that we would merge."

"Whether the process requires a little blood, a little excitement, or hysterically attacking each other with crazy love, we all think we're going to succeed."

"Actually, that's what we do, we fall in love, and then we start killing, my friend. That's what life is about, loving and killing."

"We chew our lover's flesh and blood, suck our lover's marrow, and press our eyeballs together so that each other can only see each other's reflection. But we have forgotten one thing. This pleasure is not just for the two of us."

His smile began to become more and more sad, and even looked extremely sad: "They changed everything. The results envisioned by our love were changed. In the end, the person standing in front of you became what he is now."

The god said nothing to his tirade.

In his perception, there is no hostility in this weird fused Slaanesh. On the contrary, what is trying to come in from the crack is even more terrifying. What is carried in the blood-red light is endless fighting intent.

"You noticed him." Slaanesh smiled slightly. "That's good. It shows that even if you are also changed, some of your essence still exists."

The smile disappeared fleetingly, and He even began to cry: "Why is this happening? Why can't people who love each other be together? Why do all the treasures I have loved leave me?"

The god looked at him silently, not knowing how to answer for a moment - all of this only brought more questions. The fusion of Slaanesh was within his expectation, but the change in the nature of Slaanesh was unexpected.

It's almost impossible to happen.

If He changes, is He still Slaanesh? In other words, can this new god really be called Slaanesh?

besides

He raised his head and looked into the crack. At this moment, a sword blade was slowly stabbing down, extremely slowly. His existence was exerting pressure on the subspace. The roar in the Chaos Sea at this moment sounded more like

Some kind of cry.

The god thought, then, is Khorne still the same Khorne?

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper."

Slaanesh stopped crying, and the look of tears made people feel pity for him. He did not keep this posture for too long. On the contrary, he actually covered his face as if he was ashamed. He had the spirit race

The characteristic pointed ears were now red.

"So, what are you now?" God asked.

"I can't answer that question because I don't know the answer - but I want to tell you something."

"What?"

"I have no hostility towards you, but Khorne really wants to kill you." His fingers covering his face slightly opened a gap, and his violet eyes were filled with sadness.

"Why?" God asked.

"He thought you had lost faith and blocked us for a while for you, but you didn't come as promised."

The god nodded: "That's it."

He raised his head, causing the blurry golden light on his face to dissipate at this moment, but his eyes were like two suns rotating.

"Then - let Him come." The god said calmly. "It's not too late to fulfill this agreement now. I will kill Him."

——

"This is not good, oh, cat, this is not good!"

The tree man murmured to himself, his expression gradually becoming frightened.

It was staring at its right hand with frowning eyebrows. At this moment, in the center of the dead branch-like palm, there was a crack, and a picture appeared in it.

As for what the picture is projecting, there is probably no need to say more. Obviously, what it mentioned to Seyani before about its 'negligence' was entirely to deceive the fairy in the lake.

This was not a 'mistake' as it said, but something that had been planned for a long time.

Beside it, the black cat head yawned: "You really spent a lot of money, Ka Valere. You were actually willing to trade your housekeeping skills to Eternal Heaven. What did they pay?"

"The supply of souls will last for one hundred thousand years after the war is won, and there will be three hundred other breeding worlds." The tree man replied seriously.

After hearing its answer, the black cat almost jumped up from the chair. Its eyes widened and it let out a sharp meow from its throat: "Aim——?!"

"Stop yelling, you are very noisy. Yes, I know that the rewards they give are a bit generous and scary. The value of the reward itself even exceeds the transaction itself. Damn it, I really shouldn't have given them the method of transforming the godhead."

The tree man put down his hands and began to practice chest-stomping and foot-splaying, showing great regret.

"I guess what they want to do! A god who can cross borders freely and walk in the material world!"

"As long as they win this war, they will have an invincible spokesperson in the endless sea of ​​stars, and their expansion plans can start wars hundreds of times faster! Damn it!"

It cursed uncontrollably. The black cat looked at it and asked hesitantly: "Are you regretting this? You still have a conscience?"

"Have a good heart!" The tree man screamed and covered his cheek. "If I had known I would have asked for more rewards and asked them to pay half beforehand and half afterward. What would I have done!"

"You're going to lose money."

The black cat lazily licked his right palm. The mood of the cats changed so suddenly. They are all a group of mentally ill people. They might be pestering you to play with you one second, and bite you the next second.

After a while, he climbed through the window and ran outside the house.

"Losing money? Impossible!" The tree man yelled crazily.

"There is still a way! There must be a way! What about the three gods who have had their divine status reversed?! They have no basis for existing in the material world, and only one of them is hostile to the God of Man. I will not lose! He

We can definitely hold on until reinforcements arrive!”

The black cat head yawned again, and slid down from his huge chair like a liquid. His four-meter-high body stacked up into a black hill.

It said lazily: "Forget it, Ka Valere, your theory of divine transformation is not just as simple as shaping gods. I have studied it."

"You what?"

"I said, I have studied it."

The black cat shook his tail. "I'm very free. What else can a cat do every day besides sleeping? Of course, it's to study the papers you posted to the forum."

"I know that they will become more powerful after the 'second birth' stage, especially the combined power of the evil gods from the two worlds. You don't really think that the new god can win, do you? He

I don’t even have my own name!”

The black cat head laughed loudly as he said: "I'm so happy to see you lose money!"

"Shut up!" the tree man shouted angrily at it. "You gloating guy!"

"Yes, I just gloat about my misfortune - what's wrong? Anyway, I'm not the one running around in the entire star sea, spending a lot of money to start wars, and thinking I can eat both sides, hehe."

The tree man suddenly fell silent. For a moment, it was unable to refute the black cat head's words. After all, everything it said made sense.

Even if we adopt the best prediction of the future, the other two gods will not take action, and the human god still needs to deal with a god who has twice the power and is dedicated to fighting.

Not to mention, Eternal Paradise and the Perpetua they invited are still watching covetously outside.

And the method to break the situation cannot even be activated now - the Eternal One has not yet ignited the cross-border fire, and the White Tower Council has no reason to intervene in this battle.

That is to say

The tree man's expression began to become darker and darker: In other words, not only would I have to lose all my money, but I would also have to be rewarded and hunted down by the White Tower Council for killing the reserve administrator.

They will definitely do it. That lunatic Natalia Kairoll can't let me go. She didn't want to do this job that requires overtime in the first place. Moreover, I have to deal with the fairy from the lake who comes to my door.

Her connections are much wider than mine, and she will definitely use her connections to ban anyone from trading with me in the star sea. In other words, I can no longer be a businessman!

The tree man fell to his knees and cried loudly.

"It's so noisy." The black cat head annoyedly used its tail to whip it away, and the tree man hit a dark wall. The blow that was enough to kill the dragon only caused some wrinkles in its robe.

Then, as if it had been awakened by the blow, it suddenly jumped up from the ground.

"I have an idea!" it screamed. "I have an idea! I have an idea! Cat, I have an idea. I don't have to go bankrupt!"

"Okay, I get it, why are you so annoyed? You have nothing to do all day long, why don't you stay at home and watch TV series, and you have to make trouble everywhere? You're crazy."

As the black cat head muttered, he reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at the room. Unsurprisingly, he saw that the tree man had disappeared.

It can guess what Shuren is going to do - businessmen can risk the guillotine for profit, let alone Shuren, a model businessman with no moral sense.

Thinking of this, it shook its head and made its own evaluation: "Idiot."

——

A stream of light flashed, and the tree man appeared in an empty silver room, which was somewhere on the Revenge.

Regardless of its own demeanor, it shouted towards the silver ceiling: "Dear center of the array, may I ask, where are my old customers?!"

Blue light slowly condensed above its head.

".A cross-border mage? It's really strange."

The center did not answer its question immediately, but asked about another thing.

"How dare you come here? Don't you know that this place has been chosen as a battlefield? Logically speaking, your presence means you are providing us with help."

"I'm here to help!" the tree man shouted, jumping on his feet. "Tell me where he is, great creation! I need your help!"

".The thickness of your skin really shocks me."

"I have specialized in this field - please, tell me where he is, I don't want to go bankrupt!"

"If I could, I would." the hub said, with a hint of schadenfreude in the mechanical voice. "But, just two minutes before you arrived here, he had already ignited the cross-border fire and left."

There was a sudden roar in the tree man's head.

It's over.

It knows this clearly - every cross-border mage who crosses borders for the first time will basically start an adventure in another world within the endless sea of ​​stars.

Despite this, the location cannot be chosen by themselves. And if they are not lucky enough, or have no connections, and cannot know the existence of the White Tower Council during or before the first cross-border, the council will even have to spend a lot of time.

Search them for a long time

In other words, by the time the White Tower finds the cross-border human emperor, his empire will probably have become the breeding farm of Eternal Paradise.

That is to say

The tree man knelt down tremblingly again: "I'm really going bankrupt."

"You don't have a high IQ, do you?" asked the center.

The tree man paid no attention to it. It just kept grieving on its own, ignoring what was going on outside the window and thinking only of bankruptcy and sorrow.

Seeing this, the Center sighed like a real person: "Please, Mr. Treeman. Do you think that my creator would neglect to inform his successors, the White Tower Council, after leaving the cross-border method?

The coordinates of?”

"Well?"

The tree man raised his head in astonishment, and immediately turned from sadness to joy: "You, you, you mean?!"

"It seems that your IQ is really not high. I have already hinted it so clearly, but you still want to ask and confirm it again and again. It is really amazing to me."

The tree man jumped up from the ground crazily, yelled in a familiar voice, and then disappeared immediately. The hub sighed, and it finally understood why its creator had no real sense of its abnormality.

If the people around you are of this um, variety.

So what's a little schizophrenia and paranoia?

Let me mention it first, the remaining three vendors are not just as simple as negative and positive.

(End of chapter)