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Unlike the temptation Guilliman received, Qin Mo did not see the well-fed and clothed civilians being grateful to him, nor did he see himself becoming the supreme ruler like other people who entered the Demon Realm. He only saw A scene that made him angry and sad.
The Tyrone sector became chaotic.
The guards used force to ensure that Tai Lung still existed and that no ambitious man would jump out to replace Qin Mo, but they were too few in number and that was all they could do.
The stone people refused to obey the rule of the guards and humans and became technological warlords.
The Ironmen felt that the Talon sector without the Creator was completely meaningless and had no value in continuing to exist. However, they did not want to destroy Talon. They just collected all the statues of the Lord of Talon and then left, killing aimlessly in the galaxy. , after the war, collect the heads of every Chaos Space Marine or psychic creature, and use cruel transformation methods to dig out the memories in the heads, trying to find clues about the Creator.
On the Tyrone One, the situation was chaotic and no one could care about the Soulless settlement. Those who hated the Soulless rushed into the settlement and slaughtered every man, woman, and child they saw.
And the war continues.
Huron did not die completely. After his resurrection, he was closer to the four gods and stronger.
The Ultramarines and reinforcements arrived to repel the Hurons, but the war's damage to Tyrone was irreparable.
The Inquisition took advantage of Guilliman's temporary inability to withdraw from reform and organized the Sisters and Gray Knights to attack Tyrone.
After another great battle, the sector was completely devastated by the war.
People have returned to ignorance and misery.
Only a few people are left standing on the surface of the planet, looking up at the giant man-made projects in the galaxy, telling their descendants about the prosperous past of the Tyron star sector, and encouraging their descendants to awaken their spiritual powers and explore the subspace. One day, they must defeat the Lord of Tyron. get back.
As for the Star God...
Mimicry was imprisoned by a stone man and turned into the energy source of the new celestial weapon to deal with another stone man who obtained the celestial engine during the separation.
The Burners had already dispersed at the end of the Battle of Tyrone.
The purpose of the stone people's war is just to seize control of the star sector and make the star sector return to what their creator wanted, and this requires strong power to achieve.
"..."
Seeing all this, Qin Mo slumped on the ground silently. When he saw another gene stealer appeared on Tailong No. 1, and another army went to die due to the governor's dizzy decision, tears welled up in his eyes.
Qin Mo is not a weak-willed person, otherwise he would swallow the gun before he could survive even half a day after coming to this universe.
But everything he saw, whether true or false, hurt the softest part of his heart.
That is to watch everything you have built turn to ashes, leaving nothing but a more chaotic situation for those who are suffering, and those people do not think that the departure of the Lord of Tyrone caused everything. Collapse, they secretly developed psychic powers generation after generation under the rule of the stone men, hoping that one day they could find the Lord of Talon in the subspace.
"I don't believe it." Qin Mo rubbed his eyes, stood up and glared at the guy who created the illusion of destruction.
It was not the Great Demon of Slaanesh, but a blue demon with no fixed shape. Its identity was obvious - the change spirit of Tzeentch.
Among the demons who fought before the golden gate entering the Demon Realm of Slaanesh, there was the changeling spirit of Tzeentch, and then the changeling spirit that lurked everywhere in the Demonic Realm of Slaanesh and mischievously followed the will of its master and waited for Qin in the Ring of Dominance. ink.
Tzeentch even granted power to help the changelings to slaughter all the demons and demon armies here, just to replace the Ring of Domination and create an illusion for Qin Mo.
"What do you say?" The change spirit turned into Qin Mo, paced back and forth, and asked coldly.
"Tailon is not that fragile. The stone people are programmed to communicate and assist humans. If the Riddler has been written into their underlying architecture, they cannot go to war with each other, let alone rule humans roughly."
"You have become so helpless towards me? Are you using lies and deception that you despise most to deal with me?"
Qin Mo said, releasing lightning at the change spirit.
The change spirit raised the scepter and caught it easily.
"Tailon will not fall." Qin Mo pressed the button on the chain sword, "I can never return to the real universe. I can no longer enhance the real structure of the star region. The Tailon people will become conservative at most, but they will not directly Trapped in chaos, the illusion you present is wretchedly inferior.”
"No, no, no, this is not a lie or fraud, this is just the possible direction of everything in the universe. I just peeled off a way to show it in front of you, not to deceive you." The change spirit said with a smile.
Qin Mo was silent.
The true probability of the illusion displayed by the change spirit was indeed very low, but it caused real harm to him.
That was a direction Qin Mo absolutely didn't want to see and had been avoiding, so he felt uncomfortable.
"Do you know how much the Lord of Change loves you? It is willing to do many things for you. As long as you nod now, it can send you out of the subspace."
The changeling continued talking.
"Lord of all changes! What kind of grace is this?"
"If you nod now, it will send you out of the subspace, but it also wants to make a deal with you."
"You can sign a contract, and it will help you seek revenge in the Demon Realm of Slaanesh, and then it will send you away when you are willing to leave. It will even teach you how to isolate yourself from the influence of the High Sky, so that the Tyron Star Region will never be troubled by corruption. .”
Qin Mo listened to the changing spirit's words quietly, and waited until it finished speaking before asking: "Then what's the price?"
"Being enemies of all humans except the Tyrones, every week in the real universe, we have to think of a way to please the Lord of Change." The change spirit replied, "This is not a verbal promise, but a signed contract. If you don’t know what will happen if the supreme entity breaks the contract, then try signing it with the devil next to you first.”
Hearing this, Piccolo looked at Qin Mo and shook his head: "Don't believe the words of any evil entity."
"You're worrying too much." Qin Mo glanced at Piccolo, "I always treat the words that Demon Tzeentch says as farts."
This is also an answer to the changing spirits.
The change spirit didn't care whether the things Tzeentch arranged for it could come true, but figured out how to make the Lord of Changes think that Qin Mo agreed to sign the contract, and then saw Tzeentch's disappointed look after a while.
However, the changeling thinks too much, and it cannot deceive Tzeentch, even if Tzeentch is willing to be deceived.
Tzeentch could feel deceived and fooled by Qin Mo, because Qin Mo could not be predicted. Everything he did represented countless changes to Tzeentch, making Tzeentch excited and satisfied.
Chapter 426 The Gift of Liberation
"My master knows that you don't want to sign the contract." The change spirit felt disappointed at this time. "But it advises you to think carefully and not to make a decision in a hurry. I will give you another gift."
As soon as he finished speaking, a blue portal opened in front of Qin Mo.
The scene that unfolds in the portal is none other than Slaanesh's palace of depravity and thrilling sensuality.
"Cross it and you will reach the palace of Slaanesh," the changeling said.
"Your master doesn't understand my temper? I told you that I treat what it and its lackeys say as farts." Qin Mo glanced at the portal, turned around and walked away.
Piccolo immediately followed Qin Mo's footsteps, still leading him to the next ring as before.
The changeling behind him transformed into the great demon of Slaanesh, turned around and left, preparing to carry out his next prank.
But perhaps because of the scolding of the Lord of All Changes, the changing spirit stopped and turned around to transmit the power of the Lord of All Changes.
The portal closed and opened again, and its position changed. When it opened, it appeared directly at Qin Mo's feet.
Qin Mo and Piccolo fell into the portal and fell out of the corridor of Slaanesh Palace.
Facts have proved that Tzeentch was indeed showing his goodwill. The place where Qin Mo came out was really the palace of Slaanesh. He even appeared directly in the middle of a group of great demons who were depraved and having fun.
"Look, look at this mortal who has helped you."
"Just like the Prince of Darkness said, I made her into a music box. Do you like it?"
A big demon was talking to a purple gem.
Behind the demon there is a red-hot high platform, with a woman tied to the high platform.
Every joint of the woman was hooked by an iron hook. She screamed and struggled. At the same time, the whole body made the sound of joints or biological tissue being torn apart as the iron hook shook. These sounds converged into music.
It was exactly what Qin Mo heard when he faced the ashes of Huron on Beisu No.1.
Because there is no time in the subspace, Qin Mo is now right before he enters the subspace, listening to the four gods chattering in the ashes of Huron.
This is a very novel experience.
"Why aren't you talking?" The big demon who tortured women turned his head and found that his kind were all looking at one person.
The man wore power armor and carried a scepter and a chainsword.
There is also a demon of undivided chaos beside him.
"Prince of Darkness!" The demon subconsciously glanced back at Qin Mo on the purple gemstone, then turned around and was the first to attack Qin Mo.
There were a total of sixty-six big demons in the room. They followed the first big demon to attack and swarmed up. Qin Mo was naturally unable to resist them for a while.
Just when Qin Mo kept blocking and retreating, and was gradually forced into a corner, a howling living missile bombarded the demon group.
I saw that Piccolo had condensed into a physical form at this time, holding a missile launcher with facial features in his hand that was howling.
The exploding missile did not kill the big demons, but injured more than a dozen big demons and embedded shrapnel in their bodies.
"I said we are a team, do you believe it?" Facing the angry gazes of the sixty-six giant demons, Piccolo said something like begging for mercy.
Some of the big demons went out to deal with Piccolo, fighting Qin Mo and Piccolo on two fronts at the same time.
When the Star God's lightning and flames are released, the big demon will be seriously injured or on the verge of death. However, because there are so many of them, one will be replaced by the next, so it is still difficult for Qin Mo to resist.
Seeing that the devil's crab claws were about to stab him from all directions, Qin Mo heard the human voice at the critical moment.
"Let us imagine what the Lord of Tyron looks like...whether we are soldiers, civilians or clergy of the Ecclesiarchy, whether we are in a church or guarding an intergalactic communications device, kneel now and do as I say."
"Close your eyes and pray."
"Lord Tyron, we are praying for you, hoping that our will can help you in the cold and dark subspace. We hope that you will survive, return, and continue to spread the will of the God-Emperor in the sector."
"What did you say? Well... Lord Tyrone, we hope you survive, return, and continue to spread reason and prosperity across the sector."
At first there was only the voice of a priest.
Then came the voices of a group of people.
And then there are the voices of hundreds of thousands of people.
Until the voices of nearly ten billion people in the entire star region echoed in Qin Mo's ears, the golden light on the power armor, scepter, and chain sword became more and more dazzling.
The power armor easily withstood the attacks of the big demons, and then the chain sword he swung cut off the heads of a whole row of big demons.
The wailing soul emerged from the broken body, and was then pulled and swallowed.
The big demons who were besieging Qin Mo subconsciously avoided the edge to avoid their immediate death.
The situation became chaotic.
Some big demons tried to counterattack after temporarily avoiding the attack, while others were running away.
Not only was Qin Mo out of trouble, but even Piccolo was out of danger, wearing an armor with ferocious demon faces printed on it and fighting his way out of the siege holding a howling missile launcher.
The two people who escaped from trouble looked at each other, and then stood together in tacit understanding to chase down the escaped demons.
"Give them some color!" Piccolo took out a living missile from nowhere.
"No! Don't! Just let me live for one more second... Sir Piccolo! Hmm..."
The loudly crying living missile did not receive mercy from Piccolo. It was forcibly smashed into the launcher's magazine and then shot out.