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"The reason why I didn't directly hand over the completed psychic matrix to the Council of Seven is because I wanted to see whether this sector was built under the protection of a certain god and was a utopia that collapsed...or was it a normal functioning place. A human force that has established a foothold in the dark universe."
"If they are destroyed in a war, it proves that they are a false and meaningless utopia."
"If they persevere in the war and use their talents to recover the people who built the entire sector, then they will prove that they are worthy of everything given to them by the transcendent ruler, and that mankind is the most perfect and noble in the entire universe. The race deserves a better future."
After listening to what the emperor said, Vanessa lowered her head and looked at the box in her hand.
The transport plane had landed, and a guard came forward to thank Vanessa, and then took the box containing the semi-finished product and information of the psychic matrix.
The Soulless researchers opened the box on the spot and analyzed the information inside, and then they discovered that this research was indeed possible to bring back the Lord of Tyron from the subspace, and that it had even greater prospects.
That is to condense a controllable entity similar to an observatory or tool medium in the subspace.
From now on, the subspace, the sea of souls, the supreme sky... this elusive and unknown space will be able to be observed rationally, analyzed and utilized scientifically.
All sentient beings in the real universe will no longer be unilaterally harassed and slaughtered by demons. Warriors in the real universe will no longer be able to banish them amidst the laughter and sarcasm of demons, and prepare in advance for their return to the real universe.
The perfection of the semi-finished work of the psychic matrix is a challenge to the wisdom and energy of mortals, but mortals are ready.
Chapter 448 The Cold Sun
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subspace.
The realm of Nurgle.
The dead souls of Tailong Army are being led by Qin Mo and Kaldor, trudging through the endless demon army.
The place where Nurgle himself is is located in front. I don’t know how far away it is, but it is just in front.
At this time, Qin Mo could see a corner of the grand mansion, and he realized that he was getting closer and closer to where Nurgle was.
The old woman's sword radiates light, guiding a path that cannot be lost among the demon army.
Killing in front of Nurgle was not Qin Mo and Kaldor's original plan, at least not before the ninety-nine minutes... They just wanted to kill every mansion in Nurgle's demonic domain and kill the demon princes one after another. With the material power that can obliterate demons, it will cause irreparable damage to Nurgle's army.
But something suddenly happened, and Qin Mo and Kaldor had to take the opportunity to have a longer-term goal - Tzeentch began to attack the Demon Realm of Nurgle.
Above the Demon Realm, countless concepts of blue and green converge into storms located in two different directions.
Near the two-color storm were countless demon armies gathered by demons and demons. They were not in the garden, nor in front of Qin Mo. They were fighting in a way that was beyond the limits of imagination and observation of creatures in the real universe.
It didn't look like a mighty army of Tzeentch Daemons and Nurgle Daemons slashing at each other on the battlefield.
Instead, the abstract concepts of blue and green are intertwined with fragments and fluctuations. Even their colors were forcibly filled in by Qin Mo and Kaldo's almost overloaded sensory self-protection method. Their senses and brains In this way, they are protected from being driven crazy by the overwhelming amount of conceptual information, both concrete and abstract, that pours into their brains from their eyes.
Nurgle, who was in a conflict with Tzeentch, thought that the two creatures that invaded his garden were Tzeentch's pawns. Just like before, Tzeentch used its links to connect links, always making things happen in plans.
But judging by Tzeentch's whispers and murmurs during the battle, Nurgle was wrong.
Tzeentch knew what the mortal creature named Kaldor would do, but not what the man with the Crone's sword and scythe would do.
The Lord of Changes praised the endless changes brought about by the unknown, and thanked Nurgle for his carelessness and stupidity. However, Nurgle was willing to roll out of the mansion and strike a blow at the intruder, which would not let the Lord of Changes. Find an opportunity to invade Nurgle's realm and seize authority and power.
However, Nurgle is not careless or stupid. He just doesn't want to be like one of his stupid brothers and sisters, who can't wait to jump out and face a realistic universe god with mortal concepts, and is branded with concepts that can be measured and challenged.
Tzeentch waited for an opportunity, jumping out to fight when the invaders invaded the garden.
The invaders, emboldened by Tzeentch's sudden appearance, penetrated deeper into the garden to the abode of the god.
In Nurgle's view, this was truly an agreement between the evil forces.
"You and two other gods once invaded my residence and forced me to give up part of my power and authority..."
"I'm here to take revenge. I want to let you taste the feeling of having your power and authority taken away from you. I want to take back what belongs to me!"
"..."
For a brief moment, Tzeentch threatened Nurgle, but seemed to make no threat. There seems to be anger in the concept of what might be called discourse, but it also seems mundane. The Lord of Change seemed to attack, but seemed to wait there motionless... ever-changing, making Nurgle elusive.
Amidst countless blue waves and intertwined fragments, the conceptual storm representing Tzeentch swept towards Nurgle, easily shattering the intertwined green fragments around Nurgle, and countless demons died in an instant.
The demon prince did not dare to get even half a step closer when the two gods were fighting.
The children of their loving father discovered that Tzeentch's power was too great. Countless changes enhanced its authority, and every fluctuation in the thread of fate that entangled the real universe made it more powerful.
But in the warp where the power of the four gods is constantly decreasing or increasing, Nurgle at this time is far more powerful than Khorne and Slaanesh.
Corruption and rise and fall swept towards Tzeentch, and countless great demons dissipated in pain while wailing, and some dying great demons were revived by the power of Nurgle.
When the two dark gods were locked in an inextricable fight, a gaze was cast above the Nurgle Demon Realm.
In the Demon Realm of Khorne, the Blood God sitting on the brass throne is eagerly admiring the confrontation between brothers. Such grand scenes are rare even in the turbulent subspace.
In the Demon Realm of Slaanesh, the Prince of Darkness tried to erase the six words "Qin Mo is here for a visit" in his palace. He found that he could not erase the pure material power. These six words were like the words in the Demon Realm's palace The curtain of the real universe cannot interfere with or corrode the subspace. Unless it is willing to erase these six words along with the palace, otherwise the humiliation of this text will remain in the palace forever.
The furious Prince of Darkness had just made his great demon named Sharasi endure nearly ten thousand years of confinement in the real universe in an instant, and then he discovered the confrontation between gods taking place in the subspace.
The dark prince Slaanesh summoned the demon army and quietly came outside the Demon Realm of Nurgle. While watching the confrontation between the two brothers, he thought for a while that if Nurgle was defeated, he would fight all the way into the Demon Realm of Nurgle and take the beautiful spirit. The tribal goddess Aisha snatched it out. This would not only allow him to take humiliating revenge on Nurgle, who had suddenly fought for Elsa and succeeded, but he could also seize Elsa's beautiful toy.
Every confrontation between the two gods can set off a storm in the warp.
Hundreds of routes in the Empire were suddenly blocked by subspace storms, and countless galaxies were cut off from the outside world and spent decades in loneliness until the Imperial Regent sent them a dimensional engine.
Countless psykers exploded in roars and screams across countless worlds, and the Librarians of Space Marine Chapters near the Maelstrom and the Eye of Terror were drained of their souls.
In the Gray Knights Monastery on Saturn Titan, the Gray Knights who had just prepared to set off had to suspend their actions and gathered in the chapel to pray to the towering statue of the Emperor.
The Dark Eldar city of Commorragh located in the Webway was even affected. The Dark Eldar increased their plundering efforts, plundering more creatures and sending them to the torture hell of Commorragh, using the pain of these creatures to replace themselves at the hands of the Dark Prince. Devour.
The confrontation between the Lord of Change and the All-Father lasted for a long time, and finally ended in Nurgle's defeat, and Tzeentch was severely wounded by Nurgle.
Regardless, the victorious Tzeentch approached Nurgle and attempted to wrest power from him.
Slaanesh swaggers towards the Demon Realm, ready to take away the toy it wants.
Khorne, on the other hand, was furious at the victory of the bastard playing sorcery. He picked up the great ax from the side of the Brass Throne and slashed at Tzeentch and Slaanesh at the same time. The former was his most hated brother, and the latter was his most hated brother. brothers and sisters.
Slaanesh, who was imprinted with the concept of measure, was driven back by Khorne, while Tzeentch used all his strength to resist the blood god's axe, and continued to approach Nurgle, greedily grabbing what it wanted.
At this time, a cold black sun appeared.
Chapter 449 Goddess of Life
In the ten thousand years since the Emperor sat on the Golden Throne, many have claimed to be guided by him and acted in his name on earth.
A certain ascetic of the state religion, a certain galaxy governor, or even a pariah in the eyes of others in the Terra Hive...
It is unknown whether these claims were true or false, but during the Inquisition's investigations, they discovered that some psykers and so-called living saints who claimed to have seen the Emperor all described the same image - a star that was invisible in the warp. The light, cold sun.
This is true.
The Emperor appears in the Warp as an icy sun.
For ten thousand years, the faith of billions of humans has converged on the Emperor, and his power has definitely grown as a result, but it has also distorted it.
No matter what the Emperor became, he always insisted on one thing, and that was to fight against the Dark Gods for humanity.
When he felt the appearance of the cold sun, Tzeentch suddenly felt that something was not good.
If it were a one-on-one battle with the icy sun, just like when it faced Nurgle at its peak, Tzeentch would not be afraid. Its calculations would tell it that in its current state, it would be 100% Ninety-five percent chance of injuring the Emperor.
Bound to the Golden Throne and not fully elevated to one of the Dark Gods, the Emperor could not possibly deal with the enhanced power of Tzeentch.
But the problem is that after the battle with Nurgle, Tzeentch was no longer in its prime. It was even chopped down by the angry Blood God...
Why...how could...
This series of questions appeared in Tzeentch's thinking. It asked itself why it didn't expect the Emperor's appearance, why it didn't even see any clues... and finally it came up with the answer.
Just as this assault on Nurgle was based on countless unobservable changes caused by the unobservable.
The Emperor's appearance was also one of countless unobservable changes.
The changes that should have brought countless happiness and fun to Tzeentch now brought it unprepared for big trouble.
But Tzeentch didn't feel angry or have other negative emotions. Instead, he felt excited, because this unexpected change was one of the joys Qin Mo could bring him.
In the midst of joyful laughter, Tzeentch was burned by the flames of the black sun, and part of the power it had plundered and part of its essence were dissipated in the invisible flames.
After taking one last look at Nurgle, the blue, flaming concept storm quickly disappeared.
The Lord of Changes escaped back to the Demon Realm to recharge his batteries.
Nurgle hides in the garden.
Khorne looked away.
Slaanesh returned to the palace, lay on the bed, covering the wound made by the Blood God, staring at the six words on the bed, gritting his teeth.
The Emperor had not wanted to see Tzeentch grow more powerful, and now it had accomplished what it set out to do.
In the icy sun, countless wills cast their gazes towards the Garden of Nurgle, looking for something. These gazes were either anxious or angry, sad or worried, harboring extreme malice or extreme kindness... ...Anyway, it looks towards the demonic realm.
There was nothing in the Demon Realm. The Emperor failed to find the unobservable person he wanted to find, and disappeared into the Demon Realm of Nurgle.
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In the Garden of Nurgle.
Qin Mo and his party trudged hard in the sea of demons, gradually going deep into the residence of God, and came to a giant mansion.
The scenery here is no different from that in other parts of the garden, with a large number of weird plants and living trees... The only thing that caught Qin Mo's attention was a giant crucible.
That's what Nurgle used to brew the plague.
"Don't pay attention to that broken pot!" Cardo released psychic lightning to instantly expel more than a thousand demons, turned around and said to Qin Mo anxiously: "Even if this pot is completely annihilated, it can be recreated. You might as well kill a few more demons instead of paying attention to that thing!"
Kaldor has been urging Qin Mo to kill the demon more, because he has not completely erased the demon's abilities or weapons, and he cannot use the Nightbringer scythe because when his hand touches the scythe, a huge amount of his long forgotten will emerge. Emotion - Fear.
Qin Mo immediately looked away when he heard Kaldor's words, but then looked over again and used all his strength to release thunder and lightning to knock down the giant crucible.
The poison that had not yet been successfully refined spilled out, and then the eternal flame of the Star God ignited in the crucible.
After doing this, Qin Mo withdrew his gaze and unleashed a bombardment like a nuclear explosion at the demon army in front of him.
This trip has no purpose other than to kill demons and set fire to them.
The endless demon army was slaughtered by Qin Mo, Kaldor, and the dead souls of the Army. Every corner of the garden where the mansion was located was burned by flames.
The group of people fought their way into the mansion.
Every room here contains bottles and jars used by Nurgle to refine the plague, and the stench of corruption is everywhere.