Emperor's Bane

Chapter 61 Kai

Clash.

An unimaginable confrontation.

The sea of ​​souls is roaring and boiling, like a thousand miles of ocean burning in raging fire.

A [star] is dying, and is falling towards its own death with great unwillingness and resentment. This monster called [manipulator] is so terrifying and powerful that every psyker in the galaxy is actively or I was forced to witness its final struggle, and those who were not firm or lucky, also burned involuntarily with the fall of the Ran Dan Warmaster.

The death of a star will never be silent, it will be the greatest madness, struggle and death together, it will be the catastrophe of all the unfortunate.

And amidst the silent havoc, the war continued.

On the dark land of the battle moon, among the stars both bright and dark, on the decks and corridors of every warship of Man and Randan, in the physical universe of reality, the war was still going on.

Tens of thousands of Astartes and Randan warriors fought in the giant steel coffin, and the red or profane blood flew along with the hissing of swords.

More than two hundred of the greatest war engines clashed in the small space of the Sabis galaxy, filled with dim beams of electromagnetic energy, thousands of drones, and the most deadly jumping torpedoes : Each one is stuffed with veterans of the Dark Angels who have been killed all the way from Terra.

The arrival of the main fleet of the First Legion did not cause the alien army to collapse. On the contrary, in this worst situation, Ran Dan showed the reason why they can compete for the hegemony of the galaxy on an equal footing with the human empire: courage, determination and fear of death The belief in these seemingly blasphemous aliens also exists and shines equally.

The battle will not stop until the last Randan Xenomorph is beheaded, and every tactical core, every corridor, and even every room of every battleship will have to pay real blood.

Countless Randan warships frantically launched wave after wave of near-suicidal attacks towards the most dazzling [Invincible Reason]. Some of them even hit the deck of the Queen of Glory, tearing off the Pieces of metal flesh and blood.

And on those battleships successfully jumped by the vanguard of the dark angels, the rounds of counterattacks and recapture operations never stopped. The xenos resisters will not hesitate to overload the reactor of the battleship as a last-ditch counterattack against the fact that they have failed.

The stars are bleeding, bleeding meaninglessly.

Under the almost crazy resistance of Ran Dan's fleet, the main fleet of the empire could not make decisive progress for a while, and the two powerful fleets that could wipe out civilization and devour the world fell into a fierce battle of attrition. With blood, attack and death, the cards in the hands of both sides were squandered little by little.

But despite this, any psychic with advanced morality can actually see that this war has lost all suspense, and is only waiting for the moment when the [manipulator] completely burns his soul dry.

When that blasphemous star falls, the false image of abnormal madness and bloody bravery supporting Ran Dan's army will disappear, and they will be completely crushed to dust by the First Legion in a short moment of bewilderment.

And now the only question is: how much blood will the First Legion have to shed before that moment comes?
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blood.

Invisible blood.

Morgan closed his eyes, but felt countless blood flowing in front of his eyes.

They merged with each other, outlined, merged into continuous streams and shallow rivers, and finally formed a blood-red lake, surrounded by the same scarlet blood mist, and at a glance, there was no end in sight. .

Morgan narrowed her eyes, her vision passed through the obstruction of the blood mist, and she vaguely saw white torrents descending from the sky.

Those are skulls, tens of thousands of alien skulls, they have been washed of all flesh and fur, only revealing the whitest distorted appearance, most of them are Ran Dan's skulls, and some are extraordinarily huge and deformed The only ones are those aliens that have not been discovered and recognized by the imperial officials.

Each of them represents a soul that was crushed or affected by Morgan.

At this moment, an instinct guided her, and she could hear the sharp laughter mixed with some sincere vicious words.

【You kill the enemy, but with witchcraft. 】

[You seized the skull, but didn't use a sharp blade. 】

【You let the blood dry up. 】

【You make courage useless. 】

[You have desecrated the honor of the death fight with witchcraft. 】

[You disturb the peace of the butcher in a twisted way. 】

[Some guys will be angry. 】

[But... who cares about him. 】

That voice was whispering, laughing, neighing, constantly interfering with her thoughts, urging her to use the most distorted power.

Morgan lowered his eyebrows, trying his best to control himself, resisting this almost irresistible force.

In the past, this was almost unimaginable, but now that the grand feast has strengthened her strength, Morgan can clearly feel that the echo of those voices in her heart has weakened a little bit, a tiny bit undetectable.

But it was enough to cheer her up.

Accompanied by her thoughts, tens of thousands of skulls flew out of the pool of blood, drawing a strip of white silk on the distant sky, allowing Morgan to carefully select.

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Bottom line.

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When countless wailing passed her eyes, she thought of this word.

She doesn't respect the word.

But she's in awe of it.

Morgan knew she needed to abide by some kind of line, even for herself.

Some not-so-good memories flashed through her mind.

The tide of skulls is like a flock of migrating pigeons, covering half of the sky of the spiritual world, painting the most glaring white color on the dark background, Morgan carefully inspected them, and finally picked out a few.

The selected skulls were not distorted. In fact, they were human skulls, those unfortunate individuals who were enslaved by Ran Dan. Indistinctly, strands of golden souls could even be seen entwined on them.

Seeing these golden souls, Morgan's face became gloomy, and she thought of some bad memories, about the momentary greed and long pain, and the fragments of the golden giant sword wantonly cutting her mind.

She waved her hand, allowing these souls to disappear into the endless ocean.

After doing all this, she just waved her hand, allowing thousands of skulls to fall into the pool of blood again.

The voice continued, still laughing, Morgan ignored it, but immersed himself in one of his own ideas and designs.

She needs a 【Weapon】.

And based on these alien skulls and blood that came with the soul, she will get a [weapon].

But not now.

After all, in her plan, the tens of thousands of skulls and thousands of strands of blood are not enough.

She needs more.

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But before that, she still needs to solve some other things.

Souls are consumed, powers are increased, but with it comes a thaw of memory.

She was forced to see more things, things that happened before her consciousness was born, and she didn't even know who put these fragments into her mind.

Eventually, she walked in.

And this time.

She looked up.

All I saw was a golden light.

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involuntarily.

Morgan was shaking.

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【You deserve to join us...】

The sound of decay.

【You can join us~】

The sound of joy.

[You can join us. 】

Distorted sound.

【You must join us! 】

The sound of anger.

The roar of the gods played and echoed on the stars, and tens of thousands of kingdoms collapsed because of this, and hundreds of millions of creatures endured the charcoal falling from the sky on the most distant world.

Like thunder, like torrential rain, like an uncertain storm sweeping through a fragile village, it swallowed up countless lives and howling in the blink of an eye.

The roaring sound ignited, and the Three Thousand Kingdoms fell into the river of blood. Only the flesh and steel were twisted together. From the burning wilderness to the end of the ruins, the butcher's knife was raised, and there was a mountain of corpses and a river of blood.

As the distorted voice passed by, the king and his subjects drew their swords at each other, and the father and son turned bloodthirsty into hatred. Lies and deceit enveloped one peaceful country after another, causing the most brilliant civilization to collapse in a low sob.

When the rotten words are spoken, the nectar becomes maggots, and the wheat fields become thorns, and the suffering people can neither live nor die, and out of the dead city-state come out an endless army, never ending, never ending .

The laughter of obscenity makes beauty ugly, evil good, and the whips of greed, jealousy, laziness, and desire crackle in the most sacred hall, and everyone sings loudly, every ecstasy Behind the scenes, there are intensified crying and emptiness.

This is the truth about the stars.

This is the sin of the world.

Invisible gods are gathered in the void, and the stars that are high in the eyes of the world are trampled under their feet at will. The infinite will controls the rise and fall of thousands of civilizations and empires. Hundreds of millions of armies and believers Die by name, just to have some fun in the never-ending dull days of primordial sin.

No one can resist.

No one dared to resist.

Apart from……

[No need to say much. 】

He looked up.

He stands under the stars, in the golden light.

He faced the gods with silence, and the gods responded with endless laughter and persuasion.

【Why be obsessed with this, everything is meaningless. 】

[Your strength, your future, why should you be limited to the humbleness of one race? 】

[Join us, the great game is the truth of all things in the world. 】

[The path of the gods has never dried up. 】

[Let it go, let it go, it's meaningless. 】

[Your ambition is nothing but a sad fantasy of a group of ignorant beasts. All races in the world are meaningless and not worth looking forward to. 】

[You understand all this, don't you? 】

【After all, you have been disappointed too much. 】

[So, why don't you give up, don't compromise? 】

【unless……】

The wild laughter of the gods became more and more crazy.

In this wave of wild laughter, that force slowly walked up from the void.

Morgan looked at it.

It was as if he saw himself.

[You want to persist? 】

[You want to be delusional? 】

[You want to provoke! 】

【You will suffer. 】

【You will fail. 】

【You will be angry! 】

【You will die. 】

【You will live. 】

【Your heir will betray. 】

[Your great cause will burn. 】

【Your desire will be distorted. 】

【Your future will be eternal. 】

[Eternal flames of war. 】

[Eternal fall. 】

[Eternal pain! 】

【Now……】

【Do you still want to do this? 】

For a moment, Morgan even thought that he would see His hesitation, or retreat.

But in fact, what really happened was that her eyes were sharp and her energy was concentrated, but she didn't catch the slightest wavering.

She just watched that man, that madman, that warrior, that god, walking forward slowly.

He held out a hand.

He grasped it all without hesitation.

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【let's start. 】

(End of this chapter)