Chapter 958, God War

Chapter 958, God War

How did Victor determine that he was facing a true god?
Of course, the most direct feeling is after experiencing it firsthand.

He recognized Gu Hang's identity; he knew that this was the leader of the alliance and a true master of psionic energy.

But that was all the original understanding I had.

Even the most powerful psionic master has their limits.

Viktor, wielding the divine sword, dares to face even the gods, let alone a psionicist.

Even though its power was terrifying, and even made the divine sword in his hand tremble slightly, he still swung his sword without fear.

Just as he had made up his mind before, he would fight to the death even with the true God before him!
Moreover, he still didn't believe that a true god could just casually come to Comoros.
The gap between the subspace and the curtain of reality is a very fragile area that cannot support such a powerful existence.

As he swung the sword, a desperate hum came from deep within the blade of the Como Sword.

That was the dying wail of a Spirit Race god, locked inside this ultimate creation, from the depths of silence.

Space itself is as fragile as paper in the face of the awakened will of the divine sword.

Tiny cracks spread through the air in front of Viktor.

In the area where the sword's edge pointed forward, space was disintegrating. The magnificent arcade forged from alloy silently dissolved, shattering like glass. A vortex of shadowy figures, composed of endless resentment, surged forth from the sword's edge!

When Victor, the leader of the Dark Eldar, raised the sword high above his head, the sword light, which was not a physical strike, burst forth and slashed directly at the key anchor point to the real universe—the Reception Building at the core of Queen Rose Harbor.

He no longer cared about strategy or tactics, nor did he care what price he would pay after wielding this sword. He only sought to destroy this node, to completely sever the throat of humanity's military reinforcements.

This is the Dark Eldar's last desperate gamble in their dire situation!
However, when that destructive sword light, which seemed capable of swallowing even stars, was still far from the Reception Building, a figure silently descended before its edge.

Gu Hang merely raised one arm, his five fingers loosely clenched, without any radiance or roar. The chaotic abyss, carved out by the divine sword and capable of annihilating the laws of the material universe, was as if it had crashed into an invisible barrier.

The shriek that tore through space instantly turned into a muffled groan, and the abyss-like stream of light was forcibly compressed and condensed.

In an instant, a brilliant river of energy, flowing with stardust and galaxies, was "pinched" in Gu Hang's palm with one hand. It no longer recklessly cut through space, but instead flowed gently between his fingers like a ribbon.

He even looked down at the magnificent river of light transformed from the ultimate destructive power of the Komo Divine Sword, his face expressionless, so calm that Viktor felt a chilling pain in his soul core.

Viktor's pride wouldn't allow him to back down. As if sensing the wielder's resolve, the Como Sword's hilt, a jet-black gem that devoured starlight, suddenly lit up with countless malevolent runes.

Ordinary life forms will be completely erased from existence simply by being touched by the aftershocks of this rune.

Countless such runes transformed into dimensional thorns, piercing through the concept of space, ignoring Gu Hang's raised arm and the galaxy flowing in his palm, and directly stabbing at Gu Hang's seemingly ordinary human body.

However, Viktor's attack still did not achieve the effect he had expected.

When the power of the blade touched Gu Hang's simple black clothes, it did not cause any dissolution or dissipation. It was as if it had been thrown into an absolutely still deep pool without stirring up a ripple. Even the dark curse light overflowing from the divine sword seemed to be frozen in an invisible circle around Gu Hang.

At this point, doesn't Viktor realize what he's facing?

These two sword strikes would shatter even the most powerful divine beings or sub-gods of the subspace. They wouldn't necessarily perish on the spot, but would at least suffer severe injuries and be forced to slink away in disgrace.

But looking at Gu Hang, who seemed completely unaffected...

Is this the god he's about to slay?

He had fantasized in some arrogant nights that unless Slaanesh himself came, no one who came to Comoros could withstand the Comorian sword he wielded.

As a result, Gu Hang has now shattered his illusions so easily.

Or perhaps, Gu Hang has already reached that level?
How is this possible!

In the subspace, a cold sun already sits on a golden throne. How can another being of equal status be born from the human race, which is like a primitive monkey?
He didn't believe it.

Or rather, whether he believes it or not, he has no other choice now.

Two strikes had nearly drained Viktor dry. Another blow could jeopardize his life.

However, he was still determined to strike again!
But before he could even prepare a new sword strike, Gu Hang, who was far away just a moment ago, was now right in front of him!
Gu Hang, who was clearly close, was only of average human build, even shorter than the average height of the Dark Spirit Race. However, in Viktor's perception, an indescribable, immense presence suddenly descended upon him directly in front of him.

Before Victor could even react, Gu Hang's hand had already pierced through his powerful psionic shield and reached straight for his right hand, which was gripping the sword hilt.

A cold, irresistible force instantly locked Viktor's right wrist bone.

The chill of death suddenly froze him!

At this moment, not only was his body unable to move, but even his consciousness and thoughts became very slow.

But the biggest change came from the sword in his hand.

Gu Hang never thought that Viktor could cause him any trouble. Was Viktor's direct combat strength perhaps only comparable to the Bone Crusher?
In short, even if it's strong, it's not a level above.

However, those two sword strikes of his were indeed very powerful.

Any chosen champion, or a powerful being at the level of a subspace demon, would be reduced to ashes by this sword; even a son of god, or the most powerful god-venerable demon, would not be able to withstand two sword strikes, and it would be common for them to be seriously injured or on the verge of death.

Who told him to be so unlucky as to run into Gu Hang?

However, Gu Hang's time is also limited.

Every moment he left the Storm Kingdom, no longer overseeing the entire Alliance, came at a price—the price being the Alliance itself. The risks of various forms of chaotic corruption increased a hundredfold the instant he departed. In that short time, perhaps hundreds of Alliance officials had a seed planted in their souls, waiting to sprout. They might resist corruption in the future with their willpower, but they might also embark on a path of no return due to desires, a thirst for merit, a desire for health, a thirst for knowledge… and various other factors.

In the heart of the Alliance, at the very bottom of those hive worlds, many fanatics may be awakening right now. He might have grasped a certain idea and resolved to do something big. In the next ten or even several decades, that hive might have to face a cult that has secretly grown...

In short, Gu Hang had to get back quickly.

But before that, the problem of Viktor and the sword in his hand still needs to be solved.

Gu Hang didn't waste any time, using his spiritual energy to probe inside the Como Divine Sword.

His exploration came in a rather brutal manner.

The Como Divine Sword emitted a mournful cry that seemed to split the heavens and earth! The sword's blade surged violently like boiling black flames, and the faces of billions of dying beings flashed rapidly before Gu Hang's eyes.

Even with Gu Hang's abilities, he was momentarily lost in thought.

When he came to his senses, he realized that the sword was actually the body of an ancient, fallen spirit god, and that his last will still resided within it.

At this moment, this will has been completely activated and ignited.

It seems to carry the dark side of the entire universe, profound sorrow, mad despair, eternal curse... a great deal of negative divinity, ultimately refined into its essence.

This is the true form of the Komo Sword—the final vessel for the last desperate will of the fallen Eldar gods!
An ancient, inhuman torrent of will, superimposed with the cries of billions, crashed violently into Gu Hang!
Como's last remaining soul has launched its counterattack!

The vague calm that Gu Hang possessed shattered instantly.

Around the arm that reached out to grasp Viktor's wrist, the space around it shattered like a mirror, revealing a boiling void below that was impossible to look directly at. Ripples began to appear around the edge of his figure, as if his very existence was trembling slightly!
The terrifying locking force on Viktor's wrist vanished instantly, and his frozen will and body recovered. This was not his own power; at this moment, it was less that he was controlling the divine sword, and more that the divine sword was controlling his broken body.

He opened his mouth as if to roar, but no sound came out. The opening created by the burning of the divine sword's primal will allowed him to grip the hilt tightly with both hands and plunge the black flame divine sword, which carried the last hope and curse of his race, fiercely into Gu Hang's chest!
The black flames of the sword, carrying the curse of a fallen god, the lamentations of billions of spirit race souls, and Viktor's own insane will to give his all, pierced Gu Hang's heart with perfect accuracy and without the slightest deviation!
There was no sound of collision; the moment the sword tips touched, time seemed to stand still.

The next moment, energy powerful enough to destroy a star system erupted from the tip of the sword! It was a pure outpouring of power from the level of rules, the manifestation of the Spirit Race gods' ultimate curse upon those who defy them!

The void resembled shattered glass, spiderweb-like black cracks spreading wildly, devouring all light and matter in its vicinity. The nearest alloy frame was as fragile as paper before this force, instantly twisting, melting, and vaporizing.

Even more terrifying is that the barriers between the curtains have been completely torn apart!

The space between the curtains is fragile and cannot withstand such a massive outburst.

The torn curtain revealed a starry sky of the real universe on one side, and a bizarre and malevolent subspace on the other!
Although it was just a crack, in an instant, a pair of eyes most interested in Comoros looked over.

The lewd laughter was very excited.

After hiding for so long, the Comoros is finally going to be found by Him.

Without a doubt, if this rift cannot be repaired immediately, Comoros is doomed. Slaanesh's demonic army, carrying the will of the evil god, will likely arrive here in no time, widen the rift, and bring every member of the Dark Eldar back to the Demon Palace to enjoy their 'eternal dream'.

However, Viktor didn't care about that anymore.

Even now, it's hard to say how much willpower he has left. The despair that Como represents is the most insane emotion, a curse that disregards all consequences.

The full force of the Como Divine Sword, the destructive storm formed by black flames, continued to wash over Gu Hang's figure, determined to destroy him!

At that very moment, a faint yet undeniable bolt of lightning exploded from the core of the black flames.

The flow of time was suddenly disrupted in the lightning.

With his remaining consciousness, Viktor was horrified to discover that his divine sword, which had clearly pierced its target, was being disintegrated from the tip by the lightning of the law!

The cursed black flames rising from the tip of the sword were not extinguished, but rather retreated as if a video had been played in reverse.
The material structure of the divine sword was forcibly reduced to the countless rare material particles that made it, and then further decomposed into the most basic energy and information flow at a more microscopic level!

This reverse disintegration ignored the sword's own will to resist and spread rapidly upwards along the blade!
The divine sword controlled Viktor's body, trying to pull him out, but it couldn't. A tremendous force held the Como Divine Sword firmly "stuck" to Gu Hang's heart.

The Como Sword let out an unprecedented mournful cry!
The core consciousness of Como is struggling in its death throes.

Just as the lightning was about to erode the core of the sword, the viscous dark essence that gathered the despair of the entire Spirit Race's end suddenly contracted. Deep within the sword, the mad dark shadow belonging to the fallen spirit god, which had been ignited, entered a complete and ultimate berserk state after being suppressed continuously.

It abandoned its attack on Gu Hang and instead frantically collapsed all the power that could devour reality inward—it was trying to drag the entire divine sword, along with the remaining will within it, into a self-destructive annihilation that would lead to mutual destruction!

At this moment, Gu Hang's left hand finally reached out, his five fingers long and steady, and gently pressed on the last remaining hilt of the Como Divine Sword.

Viktor's last fragments of will clung to this place like a candle flickering in the wind, along with the last will of the god Komo.

In an instant, the vast and magnificent phantom of the Storm God Kingdom suddenly descended upon the sword hilt. Though small, it was a direct manifestation of the core of the God Kingdom. Countless lightning towers of light extended out like star chains, stretching across it.

The remnant of the divine sword, which was about to complete its self-destruction, suddenly stopped collapsing inward.

The boiling, roaring divine will within the core of the divine sword was instantly pierced, bound, and dragged away. The viscous shadow essence, containing the final despair and power of the spirit race gods, was like a ripped spinal cord, transformed into a turbid black energy torrent, forcibly extracted from the divine sword and swallowed into the highest thunder tower in the divine kingdom.

The Como Sword, now without support, ceased its self-destruction. There was no explosion, no energy release; the remaining hilt and blade, having lost all their supernatural power, rapidly carbonized and disintegrated into basic inorganic ash, like bones dried over millions of years, drifting away in the wind.

As for Victor—the former ruler of the Dark Eldar who once ruled Comoros—he had long since been completely drained and sacrificed away by the divine sword as his final will shattered, leaving not even a trace of dust behind.

Meanwhile, Gu Hang's right hand touched the rapidly expanding void rift on the other side.

An invisible force smoothed out the rift, forcibly channeling the boiling, dissipating subspace energy back into the space, and dimming the starlight of the real universe.

The lewd laughter suddenly turned into a vicious curse.

(End of this chapter)