I'm a magnetic field madman

Kill! Kill! Kill!

The elite Khorne Pirates were devoured by the blood-red sharks amidst their roars... and their shattered flesh was taken away, transforming into even more blood sharks that swam and killed in all directions!

This blatant act of robbery provoked Khorne's further rage—but here, anger is also praise!

"Again! Give me another one!"

Khorne, engrossed in watching, completely disregarded his own plans in the physical universe...

With a wave of his hand, he sent an entire force of Chaos Space Marines, along with their warships, into the blood-red battlefield!

The massive crimson warship pierced through Bai Wujie like a deep red blade, passing through the torrent of countless Khorne demons. Its huge crimson ram ripped towards Bai Wujie's chest with the power to shatter a star!

But it's not powerful enough, not powerful enough at all!!

The raging waves of the sea of ​​blood converged in front of Bai Wujie into an enormous bald old man, and at the same time, it formed a ferocious giant blade covered with spikes in his hand!

It's the giant shark and his crazy giant shark!!

The power of thought transforming into physical form, the laughing giant shark unleashed an incomparably fierce Divine Severing Thunderbolt, cleaving the warship in two from the middle!

Bai Wujie smashed the ram in front of him with a punch, and frantically swung his twin swords to unleash the Eclipse Sword, slicing the front half of the warship into countless pieces!

But this was not the end, because from the warship came a large number of Chaos Space Marines and their war machines!

The colossal skull master unleashed the skull launcher in its left hand and swung the massive Khorne axe in its right hand, slashing at the enormous blood-red shark. Meanwhile, the Khorne cannon on its waist unleashed an incredibly powerful barrage!

The attack shattered part of the giant shark's "body" in an instant, but what good was that? This overlord god was made up of blood, and blood was the last thing that was abundant here!

The giant shark grinned maliciously and forcefully hammered the skull master's head into its chest. Then, it swung the mad shark, laughing wildly as it swept away the useless war machines!

Before Bai Wujie stood a large group of Chaos Space Marines. Facing the opponent who had caused such carnage, they felt no fear, only boundless ecstasy and excitement!

The joy of fighting in the name of the Blood God!

For them, the realm of Khorne is paradise!

What could be more joyful than fighting for their God in heaven?!

Without hesitation, without words, the only way to demonstrate the killing was through the blood of the other party or one's own!

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull offering to the skull seat!!"

kill!!

21. Chaos in the Realm of Chaos

The war that erupted in the realm of terror has already profoundly impacted the entire universe through other means.

First, there is the Eternal War, an endless war waged by the four gods... With the absence of Khorne, the demon lord most enthusiastic about war and slaughter, on the front lines, a clear imbalance of power has emerged.

The first to suffer is the one who harbors filth.

Because the current cycle is in a state where Nurgle's strength is at its weakest... as the oldest and most unstable of the Four Gods...

The power of Nurgle, symbolizing birth, aging, sickness, and the natural cycle of life, will forever cycle between its strongest and weakest points.

Just as trees flourish and wither, this continuous cycle is the essence of the power symbolized by Nurgle—

As the purest symbol of life, Nurgle's realm is without death... but the cycle of life is an inevitable thing.

Meanwhile, the Khorne army, which was originally enraged because of something Baal did, was launching a full-scale attack on Tzeentch's Crystal Labyrinth... but with Khorne's withdrawal, the pressure on the Lord of Change was greatly reduced.

But the Lord of Change did not retaliate against Khorne, who was currently engaged in a frenzied battle...

Because he didn't want his old rival to actually succeed in getting that special "soul" that they both wanted.

Every war becomes a tribute to Khorne, especially a war waged against him. Khorne cannot be defeated, for only the victor is Khorne.

Tzeentch, who understands this, would never wage war for the sake of victory... or rather, victory is merely the simplest and most insignificant outcome in this ever-changing universe.

Tzeentch chose to ally with Slaanesh, who was now his enemy...

Without hesitation, he launched an attack on Nurgle, who had been his "teammate" not long ago.

Rebellion? Using that word to describe Tianqi is a shallow insult to him.

In Tzeentch's dictionary, there is only change, and the change of relationships has always been a major element of the eternal war.

Tzeentch then ordered his Dark Lord of Shapeshifters, Ghargatuloth the Information Corruptor, to lead ninety-nine Dark Lords toward Nurgle Gardens.

Slaanesh, driven by a desire for amusement and his own attitude, did not hesitate to regroup the demonic army that was attacking the Crystal Labyrinth, abandoning the opportunity to directly infiltrate Tzeentch's territory, and instead sending Shalasi the Disaster to lead the army to assist Tzeentch in attacking Nurgle Gardens.

Grandpa Nurgle remained calm despite the sudden betrayal of their alliance and their ruthless attack on him by his two old rivals.

There was nothing but Nurgle's virus-laden, elder-like whispers and earnest advice echoing through the warp.

However, Nurgle seems to have lost interest in the real universe.

His strength is currently at a low point, so the Eternal Garden, which used to be able to easily withstand attacks from one side, is no longer stable.

Although there is basically no concept of annihilating one of the four evil gods... if Nurgle does not want to lose too much warp territory, he can only do his best to defend.

In the past, when someone was ganged up on and beaten up, there would always be another guy to come to their rescue...

But unfortunately, their red brother, who loves skulls, is currently trying his best to obtain the soul from that other world.

He recalled all his archdemons that were corrupting the real world, and summoned Mortarion, the well-hidden demon principality, ordering Typhons to return to the Eye of Terror with the Death Guard.

Naur was determined to hold out until his period of weakness passed, and then unleash his full power to deliver a devastating blow to those two bastards!

The result was that the plague, which was spreading in most parts of the Milky Way in the real universe, was greatly reduced... and many star systems that Nurgle had prepared to bless gained temporary health and peace.

This is the impact that the eternal war of the four gods will have on the physical universe...

As symbols of the cosmic concept, their every rise and fall will cause indelible changes to the physical universe!

However, there are more than just these four evil gods in the entire subspace.

There's a fifth one...

That shining yet cold golden sun.

The fifth evil god of the warp, the cursed one, the unborn dark king, the emperor of mankind, the cold sun.

Perhaps to humans, this is the only line of defense and protector of their souls and final existence... but undoubtedly to any other race, this golden sun is the fifth evil god.

However, he ultimately did not fully ascend to become a great being of the warp, and that "final moment," like Slaanesh's, was never completed... Therefore, he could not directly participate in the great game of the evil gods.

However, no matter what, he is still a powerful being in the subspace... and what does his subspace domain look like?

A small church

The core domain of the future Fifth God in this subspace was actually just an ordinary little stone chapel.

Aside from its high roof, the church is quite simple and unremarkable: the exterior and ceiling are made of stone, the inner hall has benches on both sides, and the transept has an altar covered by a tattered curtain.

Passing through the staircases of the north and south transepts leads to the cloister, which forms a wide corridor and is the first part visitors pass through upon entering the church. The first thing you see is the burning candlesticks... but the only difference is that the one hanging above the church is not the crucified Jesus.

No one knows what's hanging there. If you had to describe it... it's just a statue that's been constantly changing under cruel torture.

There were sobs, wails, roars, and mournful cries.

He is not Jesus who bore the suffering for the world, because his suffering was greater than Jesus', more tragic than that of the Son of God on the cross—

His faith made him great, but the sliver of existence between godhood and humanity caused him endless suffering.

Or perhaps, he is that "Jesus"?

From the beginning until now, he has probably long since become accustomed to bearing the sins of people.

For ten thousand years, the golden realm surrounding this chapel has never been visited by any other visitors... perhaps because its very existence is the greatest mockery of its owner's failed endeavors.

But now, there's a new visitor here.

"Compared to those four guys' territory, my friend, your house looks far too shabby."

With an air of utter mockery, the powerful being passed through the doors of the Thunderstone Church and entered. Looking at the endless suffering statues above, he chuckled and said…

"It wasn't easy to get into your place, but as a guest, I've politely followed my rules. Shouldn't you come out and greet your good guest?"

No words were spoken, but the statue of endless suffering stopped weeping, and then a person walked out from behind the powerful figure.

An unremarkable old man, dressed in a brown linen robe, shielded the flickering candlelight with his rough hands as he walked toward the altar, worried that the light might be lost in an instant. Thunder flashed outside the window, releasing a bolt of lightning that instantly illuminated the church's stained glass windows.

"Should I call you Martyr Uria, or perhaps Makado the Magician?"

The powerful figure looked at the old man with a hint of mockery, while the latter simply said softly…

"It doesn't matter."

Yes, it doesn't matter. Names are both meaningful and meaningless in the warp.

A real name is the foundation of existence, but a name is merely a designation.

Whether it was the owner of the last church on Earth or the imperial hero Macardo, what they did in the end was the same thing.

Uriah sacrificed himself by walking into the fire for his faith and God, even though his God had just denied his faith.

Macado offered himself up on the golden throne for the idyllic future he envisioned, even though he knew it was all a deceptive illusion.

This old man is not the soul or physical body of any one person... Perhaps he is simply the collective embodiment of those who sacrificed and dedicated themselves to the being on the throne, or perhaps he is just the "Great Demon".

Ironically, sacrifice and dedication—things this man originally loathed and rejected—have now become the cornerstone of the empire he has built, and he himself is constantly practicing them.

The person who most despised gods became a god; a well-intentioned lie is ultimately just a lie...

No matter how much you deny it, you will still inevitably embark on the path to godhood in the end...

The result of defying and resisting the cold reality of the universe is nothing more than constructing a dying future.

"So, is your master willing to see me?" the powerful being chuckled.

"What exactly do you want?!"

The statues on the church spoke, like a thousand voices overlapping, a deafening echo composed of countless men, women, and children, reverberating and reverberating within the empty church...

"What would you do if I said I wanted to participate in this game?"

The powerful being looked at him, stroked his chin and said jokingly, while at the same time, an inconspicuous bolt of lightning gathered in his palm!

This is not his universe, and the power that the great being can use here is far from the original "ineffable and intangible" level.

Even so, he could easily unleash an unparalleled change in this universe!

His power and existence did not even originate from the physical universe, but were constructed through the subspace.

If he wanted to, he could create a magnetic storm across the galaxy in an instant, which could even begin to tear the universe apart!

He will tear open the veil of the physical universe, adding a new chaotic element called "Magnetic Field Rotation" to this chaotic galaxy!

And just as the Great Power said, he will join this game of eternal war, as the God of Magnetic Fields, or whatever other name, becoming another true participant besides these five deities.

What will happen then? The Great Power doesn't want to know, but the unknown and chaos are the essence of the game.

Games are supposed to be fun, right?

22. The Most Evil God

A dazzling bolt of lightning streaked across the top of the Thunderstone Church, the shimmering light seemingly igniting the dome atop the church.

The statue of the cursed one's suffering emitted an incredibly dazzling golden light, from which came the angry roar of the suffering one.

It was like the roar and questioning of billions of people at the same time, a scream that struck the soul, and also like a thousand incessant whispers and pleas.

This is the current emperor, and this is the vast majority of the beings that make up this human god!

The former emperor is dead, and the Dark Lord who should have been born is still unborn... So those who are now in this situation are the cursed ones.

Painful survival is also survival; this is both the current state of emperors and the state of humanity in this universe.

Even though the pain is unbearable, they still continue to live on in agony.

The roar of the curse had no effect on the great power, for he cared nothing for humanity, utterly indifferent.

Even if he was born human, so what? For someone who once ignited the ultimate war of the martial gods, and who is about to do so again, he has never cared about any living beings in the universe, let alone humans.

He was more like a god than an emperor.

Or rather, he was originally a god, the ruler of the universe, a mocking, cruel, and ruthless deity.

He thinks the universe is a huge, messy cesspool, but he can join in and play the game without caring at all.

The four Chaos Gods didn't reject his joining... in fact, they welcomed his arrival, saying it would make the universe simpler and more lively...