Chapter 213 Evil Gods: Silence
Chapter 213 Evil Gods: Silence...
Space is distorting.
Violent and pure energy surged out, and the surrounding void was occupied by divine light.
"Too fierce..."
In Ron's field of vision, there was only golden light and struggling colorful phantoms.
He could feel the excitement of the God-Emperor and the anger contained in it.
That was the anger that had been suppressed for nearly ten thousand years.
Thousands of years ago, the Emperor and the Primarchs led the Imperial Legions in the Great Crusade, piercing the galaxy in one fell swoop and leaving a vast territory for humanity.
It laid the foundation for mankind to dominate the galaxy.
At this time, the human empire has millions of planets and civilized worlds, like the rising sun.
Everything is thriving.
But the vast territory brought unimaginable management pressure to the empire.
In order to enable further development of mankind, the Emperor retreated into seclusion in the basement of the Palace of Terra to study the ancient Webway project.
It was researched by the ancient saints of the ancient race, and it was a huge network composed of many tunnels.
Those tunnels connect the warp.
If you can find the right Warp Gate, you can reach the other end of the Imperium through the Webway in an instant, or even anywhere in the galaxy.
These high-speed corridors can connect territories across the empire.
The various territories supported each other, exchanged their needs, and prospered rapidly.
Once the Emperor fully understood the Webway, he determined to create his own portal.
He built a golden, mechanically driven subspace gate. The golden gate was so large that it could accommodate several Hound-class Titans to enter and exit freely at the same time.
After the gate was built, he repaired an ancient and mysterious device - the Golden Throne, which was a mechanical relic that could greatly enhance psychic powers.
The Emperor hung the Golden Throne above the Golden Gate, connecting the two through complex mechanical circuits.
Once activated, he can amplify his psychic powers through the Golden Throne, and then seek and manipulate the entrance to the Webway.
Afterwards, the Emperor made a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life.
He... sat on it.
The Emperor sat down on the Golden Throne.
Countless cables and tubes connected him to the Golden Throne, and unparalleled arcs of psychic energy flashed across his body.
After sitting on the Golden Throne, the Emperor's research reached an important stage. He was temporarily restrained and unable to move freely.
However, from this moment on, the Emperor and the Empire embarked on a tragic fate.
Tzeentch, along with the other Chaos Gods, seduced the Primarch Warmaster Horus into betraying the Emperor.
Horus started a war in the galaxy and attempted to attack Terra, entering the palace and killing the Emperor.
At a critical moment in the war, Tzeentch bewitched Magnus again, causing him to crash into the psychic barrier of the Webway.
This allows countless demons in the subspace to freely enter and exit the material world.
The Emperor had to go to great lengths to use the Golden Throne to suppress the demons and plug the breach.
He had to deal with Horus and the endless demons at the same time, and he was unable to do anything at the same time.
In order to cope with this situation, he could only let his loyal subordinate and imperial regent Malcador, who had been following him for many years, sit on the Golden Throne instead of him.
Only then was he able to escape temporarily to fight Horus.
After defeating Horus, the Emperor dragged his remains back to the Golden Throne. Malcador had been reduced to ashes under the immense psychic power.
The gap in the Webway still exists, and in order to protect Terra and the human world, he has to sit on the Golden Throne again.
Block the gap with your body and spiritual power.
From then on, all the Emperor's hard work was ruined.
The psychic power on the Golden Throne gave him the most cruel torture in the universe, leaving him in the gap between life and death.
His body lost its vitality, leaving only his soul consciousness existing in the subspace.
Continue to protect the empire in the form of energy.
But no matter what, humanity lost the leadership of the Emperor and inevitably fell.
Ignorance and blind worship, as well as the attacks of demons and aliens, have caused the gradual decline of the human empire.
Fortunately, the Emperor in subspace was worshiped by people and turned into a golden sun.
People established a church and called it the God-Emperor, the great golden sun, and the only faith of mankind.
With the blessing of the faith power of hundreds of millions of humans, He became a god-like existence.
Although the Golden Sun of the God-Emperor cannot move, it can provide shelter to mankind through other forms.
But all this is definitely not what the Emperor wants to see.
Humanity could have had a bright future, but it was destroyed at the hands of the Evil God of Chaos!
And Tzeentch is one of the culprits!
The golden sun expanded violently, the suppressed anger that had been suppressed for thousands of years exploded, and even more brilliant and violent energy poured out!
Such a terrifying momentum made even Ron, the little sun possessed not far away, tremble:
"What a terrifying energy, even scarier than the Chaos Evil God. Fortunately, the God-Emperor is one of our own, otherwise humanity would not be able to survive..."
"The Cursed!"
Tzeentch wailed and sent out several spiritual messages in succession, praying to the golden sun to forgive him.
These terrifying energies are fatal and unbearable to evil gods.
Pain, extreme pain!
If I had to describe it, the pain Tzeentch endured at this moment.
It is equivalent to having the five senses of a human being strengthened tens of thousands of times, and then being buried in a burning, electrified, stinky cesspit for nearly ten thousand years.
Such a tragic scene made the other evil gods who were watching the battle from a very distant place shudder.
The power of the cursed ones exceeds their imagination.
Fortunately, with human restraint, the cursed ones could not gain freedom, otherwise they would be in danger.
The Chaos Evil Gods are extremely worried, if one day the cursed person will completely ascend to godhood and gain freedom.
So what should they do?
Even if they are immortal existences, it is almost impossible to eliminate them.
But if, like Tzeentch, he continues to be tortured by the cursed, he might as well just die.
The reason why the Chaos Evil Gods worked so hard to corrupt the human empire.
In addition to spreading and absorbing beliefs to strengthen yourself.
More importantly, they want to control more humans with corrupted beliefs and disintegrate the empire to weaken the power of the cursed ones.
"Save me, save me quickly!"
Tzeentch sent another distress message.
In fact, the moment the Symphony clone plunged into the golden sun, he sent a message for help to the Chaos Evil Gods.
Ask them to unite to save themselves.
But the Chaos Evil Gods chose to remain silent.
Just kidding, they got tired of living and went to get close to the golden sun.
That's the equivalent of charging against an atomic bomb.
As long as they don't get close to the area where the golden sun is located, the cursed ones can't do anything to them.
As for that guy Tzeentch, let him be unlucky.
They believe that if they encounter such an unfortunate situation, other evil gods will also choose to stand by and watch.
Besides, Tzeentch, a troublemaker, is not likable in his own right.
What's more, it's not like he actually fell in, so he shouldn't die...
The Chaos Evil Gods were silent, watching Tzeentch's tragic situation.
They have different expressions, and they have a faint feeling of sadness.
I couldn't help but mourn for him.
Compared to the Chaos Gods eating melons from a distance, Ron watched this grand event from close range.
Very relieved!
By the way, he still has a grudge against Tzeentch.
More than ten years ago, Yusef of the Homan family believed in Tzeentch and caused a lot of chaos on the planet Erth.
The Wangting District suffered heavy losses.
In Ron's sight, the energy of the golden sun was crazily poured into the phantom material as if it were free of charge.
It belongs to the full output of Tzeentch.
What a waste, but so refreshing.
The extremely huge sacred energy burned the phantom material clone, and a lot of energy was transmitted to Tzeentch himself through the clone.
Causing a lot of damage to his true form.
Finally, the phantom substance dissipated in the ultimate wailing sound.
After dealing with the Tzeentch clone, the Golden Sun took out his hand.
He sensed the prying eyes, and suddenly emitted a dazzling sacred light, attacking several Chaos Evil Gods who were hiding in the distance to watch the battle...
