I'm a magnetic field madman

He allowed Forgrim to follow him because he believed his own offspring felt the same way.

At the end of the road, something awaited them.

A familiar person, someone they've met before, someone etched into their very being, awaits them.

Even emperors felt intensely uncomfortable with this feeling.

But he did not stop; he continued toward the end of the light.

As he trod the path of light, the majestic radiance emanating from the Emperor grew ever more dazzling... The evil spirits attached to the fragments of Ulthuan could not get any closer.

On that endless road, for an unknown amount of time, stepping over countless fragments, purifying and annihilating countless sorrowful and resentful spirits born from chaos.

Finally, they came to a huge whirlpool.

Before the chaotic, mirror-like vortex, the Emperor stood motionless. Through the seal of the ancient saint, the last power of the Spirit Race gods surged forth... and clearly, this door was not so easily breached!

Even Slaanesh would dream of devouring Asuyan's last sacred fire, the final legacy of the ancient saints. Yet, even after ten thousand years, Slaanesh has not been able to tear open this vortex of chaos.

But does the Emperor, with his full power, face the human lord of this vortex, possess the great strength to break the seal of the ancient saints?

Of course you can, easily, absolutely!

The emperor drew his sword, and divine flames burned fiercely on its blade! As the emperor remained silent, a powerful magnetic field, mixed with the divine power of the cold sun, continuously flowed into it!

Powerful and thunderous, the strongest forces of the physical universe and the virtual realm converged in the Emperor's hands, piercing into the spinning vortex along with the Emperor's actions.

A brief, urgent cry rang out, and then the ever-revolving vortex slowly came to a stop spinning!

The power is fading, and the great vortex that guarded the last remaining territory of the ancient saint is being torn apart!

The emperor, who was completely absorbed in this great undertaking, devoted all his attention and energy to it!

He neither noticed nor could he notice the sinister grin spreading across his face behind him.

He drew the sword from his waist, but the flaming sword had been completely twisted into a bizarrely shaped dagger—

It is the Blade of Nemesis, which once pierced the body of the warlord Horus, leaving him severely wounded and unconscious, and ultimately leading him to the power of the four gods.

At this very moment, there is no doubt that the greater power of the four gods hovers over the Blade of the Nemesis.

It is held firmly in the hands of Forgrim, firmly in the hands of the Son of the Emperor!

He felt incredibly excited, for he was going to use this dagger to corrupt the great Lord of Mankind!

Of course, the four gods could not turn him into another Horus, but they could expel his will from the body and then let the four gods take over.

Yes, the galaxy will truly descend into chaos, and the four Emperors will set the entire galaxy ablaze! And he, Forgrim, will be the one to personally defeat the Emperor!

Overwhelmed with joy and the sense of accomplishment that followed, Forgrim was filled with ecstasy—and now was the time to make it all happen!

The ultimate humiliation for an emperor will be achieved in his hands!

Forgrim lunged forward! From behind the Emperor, who was completely focused! The Blade of Nemesis, imbued with the power of the Four Gods, slammed down towards the Emperor's back!

But in that instant, Fugrim strangely uttered a sound he shouldn't have.

"Watch out, Father!!"

The sharp and invincible blade of nemesis, accompanied by the maniacal laughter that spread from the four gods and the warp, suddenly pierced into the body of the Lord of Mankind.

177. The Labyrinth of Eternal Night, King of Eternal Night

The dark, scorching mechanical walls were permeated with foul-smelling oil and emitted extremely high-temperature steam that surged in from all directions.

The sky above was an empty expanse shrouded in dark clouds... The slowly spreading black smoke further intensified the darkness and despair of the sky.

Leon found himself in this endless, dark mechanical labyrinth, with no front or back, no left or right, only an ever-changing maze.

The Lion King remained expressionless and silent. He was currently in the Eternal Night Labyrinth.

The Emperor once suppressed fragments of the Star God Void Dragon on Mars... and the shattered remains of the Star God fell to Mars, his power combining with the power the Emperor used to suppress him, creating this endless labyrinth of eternal night.

Ironically, the Void Dragon, suppressed on Mars, eventually became the Om Messiah worshipped by the Mechanicus—the forbidden Old God of Mars, whose dream created the Mechanicus.

This place is like a four-dimensional cube where the Necromancers of the cosmos imprisoned fragments of the Star God, but it is even more terrifying—the Void Dragon itself is a combination of reason and technology, and its essential power is combined with the Emperor's psychic energy... The eternal night labyrinth it created has become the most terrifying prison in this universe.

This prison is like a completely new space, independent of this galaxy.

It draws energy from the embers of creation of spacetime and uses it to connect the entire universe.

This device can draw energy from the foundational structure of the future material universe and create new celestial bodies, and even ignite dying stars in the current spacetime!

At the cost of burning countless stellar materials from the physical universe, this eternally dark trap was created to bind its inhabitants.

An endless entropy storm blows ceaselessly with the darkness of the sky!

Oceans powerful enough to easily vaporize a planet and storms raging across it swept past Leon, only to be separated by his powerful magnetic field. However, this also made it impossible for Leon to orient himself within the labyrinth.

Leon had tried to break through the labyrinth, but his actions could not truly destroy this endless maze.

His power was absorbed, and even the strongest magnetic field power could not destroy the Eternal Night Labyrinth in an instant.

He might not be afraid of the omnipresent threat of death in this labyrinth... but his attacks could not break through the labyrinth's protective barrier.

The almost magical technology of the Necromancers was largely a gift from the Star Gods, and the Void Dragons were the best among them.

The eternal night labyrinth formed by fragments of the Void Dragon could not be easily broken even by a magnetic field expert with 990,000 horsepower...

The energy that is purely destructive will only be absorbed by this device, which is like the breath of the gods.

Or rather, he needs time to find the answers in this ever-changing maze.

The ever-changing maze does not lack a perfect solution; as long as the answer is found, even a mortal can escape the eternal night maze.

But time? Time is what Leon lacks most right now.

Leon racked his brains for a fraction of a second, searching for a solution... but the ever-changing labyrinth of eternal night and the solutions to billions of equations made it almost impossible for Leon's thinking to find the correct structure and method.

And Peturabo, what stage has he reached now?

Leon would never believe that Peturabo was bluffing; even if the Ether Phase Engine wasn't activated at this moment, it was probably close enough.

Anxiety and irritability, these emotions that affect thinking, inevitably appeared in the Lion King.

He had done his best, but even so, he couldn't convince himself to accept the worst possible outcome...

—Father, what are your thoughts?

Leon inevitably turned to his omnipotent father, the Emperor, for help.

Although he knew that the emperor was destined not to give him an answer.

But did the emperor know all this before it even began?

Having come from the dark age of technology, did he already know about Peturabo and his Ether Phase Engine?

If that's the case, then Father... what exactly is your plan?

His thoughts raced in a fraction of a second, and Leon searched for the correct answer in this ever-changing labyrinth at near-light speed.

Time is slipping away little by little, which means that hope is also dripping down from the hourglass.

Just then, a familiar, dark phantom flashed past in front of him.

Leon paused for a moment, then chased after the phantom without hesitation.

The surging darkness seemed to be guiding Leon deeper into this ever-changing labyrinth of eternal night, bypassing countless intricate paths.

The swirling darkness stopped in an instant, and Leon stopped at the same time.

“It really was you…” Leon said in a low voice, looking at the surging black shadows…

"You didn't die at the hands of that assassin? Or... did you come back from the dead?"

"My mission is not yet complete."

A deep, hoarse voice rang out, and as the shadowy figure moved and its true form came into focus, the appearance revealed was undoubtedly an "old acquaintance" of Leon's.

His face was as pale as a dead man's, and his long, jet-black hair hung down. He was wrapped in black rags pieced together from the clothes of countless dead people, surging with darkness and shadow, like a deep nightmare.

"Kortz..."

Leon gritted his teeth and said the other person's name: Midnight Ghost Conrad Coates, his brother, a brother who should have died long ago!

However, Leon was not particularly surprised by his return—in this day and age, the Emperor has already returned, so what is the Primarch's return?

"I have returned from the shadow of death to fulfill the mission He entrusted to me for redemption," Koz paused, then said in a hoarse voice...

"Leon, are you sure you want to waste your time catching up?"

Of course not, but Leon understood everything from Coz's words—it was the Emperor. Who else but him could have been prepared for all of this?

Leon gritted his teeth. No matter what, he hated the Emperor's habit of not explaining things clearly... But Koz was right, he didn't have any time to waste.

“I will keep Perturabo occupied for a while. You need to deal with the damage caused by that ancient relic—do it for your own choice, Leon, otherwise, for him, the two outcomes are often the same.”

Koz spoke softly, as if he were recounting the conspiracy that the Emperor did not ideologically deny Peturabo's actions.

Leon had no intention of delving any further, because Coz had already taken action.

"Dark Sky!"

He chanted softly, and his body instantly exploded into countless tiny, pitch-black particles, surging and shooting outwards...

Without a doubt, the magnetic field power that the Midnight Ghost obtained from the Unfinished God was the power of the Asura Path...

Disperse your thoughts across every speck of dust, even every atom, scattered from the physical body...

No one is more suited to pursuing the right path than a midnight ghost like this!

The exploding particles spread in all directions of the maze like a surging black wind, and any matter that came into contact with these dark particles was instantly corroded, rotted, destroyed, and ruined.

The diffusion and calculation were completed tens of millions of times in an instant. Coz, who had entered here earlier than Leon, had found the right path in a very short time!

"Walk!!"

Without hesitation, Leon followed the surging black particle winds forward, dodging and weaving through countless twists and turns in an instant, before bursting into a dark red light—

"Cuck!"

When Leon opened his eyes again, he was back in the real universe! Only half a minute had passed since he was imprisoned in the Eternal Night Labyrinth!

The screams outside came from Vashtor, because the moment the Void Dragon was freed from its restraints...

This monster, which is equivalent to technology itself in the physical universe, is unleashing its fury and destruction upon its surroundings with utter impunity.

The Lord of the Soul Forge was the first to be devoured by the Void Dragon, and his essence was swallowed up, making him experience the taste of pain directly for the first time.

As for Peturabo? He didn't care about his allies at all; the plan was complete, and he was no longer needed!

The vast Midgard has begun to crumble, and the surging darkness within it is about to fully take shape!

Perturabo, sensing that Leon had already escaped the labyrinth of eternal night, immediately sneered after his initial astonishment…

"You escaped? But it's too late, Leon, you can't stop me!"

In an instant, countless nanomachines, along with the realm of nanorebirth, formed one Peturabo after another—

It also possesses 990,000 horsepower, although it is only superficially powerful and lacks any real understanding or wisdom, it is enough to hold off Leon for a while!

The Ether Phase Engine is about to activate, and everything will be annihilated under the final cataclysmic disaster!!

“Petulabo…”

A deep, magnetic voice exploded amidst the surging storm of black particles…

These pitch-black particles, composed of the dark sky, enveloped Peturabo's entire body, causing it to perish, be annihilated, and be devoured.

"Koz? You bastard's still alive, damn it! That hypocritical bastard!!"

In an instant, Perturabo realized that he had been tricked by that old bastard again... But no matter how angry he was, Koz had his neck firmly in his hand!

The principle behind the Nano Rebirth Realm is highly similar to that of the Dark Sky Realm; neither can truly defeat the other. However, holding the other back is a piece of cake!

With Koz holding Perturabo back, Leon arrived directly at his destination—the Aether Phase Engine was ready, and the colossal creation stood before the lion…

That pure darkness was already tearing the veil of the void with just the tremors!

The commotion from the subspace and higher-dimensional worlds intensified, and the boundary between the mortal realm and the virtual world was as fragile as a sheet of paper, easily severed by human intervention! But even so, no demon would dare to approach this place!

Because they will be torn apart, the boundary between this virtual world and reality is so fragile and terrifying.

That single, distorted singularity is already something that bears the weight of the world.

"Shut up!"