God sends down his great power to wipe out the real sinners.
Humans and the sea of stars shed tears for Him.
His fall symbolizes the end of an era.
After that, the war raged.
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The stars shouted in carnival, the sea of stars trembled, and with the pain of being permanently stabbed, the curtain fluttered, and the High Heaven threw that spear towards the physical world, an arrow that was enough to reverse all destinies and put everything back on track.
After this blow, the sinners were executed, the galaxy was shattered, and all things withered.
The power of chaos is revealed at this moment, reaching its true peak.
A breeze from the curtains blew past, calming the perpetual wind that was stirring.
The light of meditation is lit, the path of thinking and exploration is illuminated, the ever-changing thoughts are integrated at this moment, and the wind of the world blows across the wings, correcting the direction of destiny.
Jiuyu, the gale that corrects fate.
The dry bones are all those of the defeated, the heads create new glory, the warriors of blood and anger scream at the top of their lungs, blood is shed under the swords and spears, the world runs because of this, and the civilization is glorious because of this.
Blood and bones, resisting the weight of the curtain.
Billions of lives prosper, billions of lives decay and decline, life and death, prosperity and decline are just a thought away, poison soaks through sharp teeth, death passes in a flash.
The arrow was sharp, and the mucus on it sparkled. A moment of light passed by, reflecting 7.7 trillion deaths.
Fangs, death is his destined end.
The Dark Prince, who is in charge of the most exquisite combat skills in the world, draws the bow. His slender jade hands feel long and resilient, with his fingers slightly curled and resting on the dragon and snake tendons.
His thick, curled eyelashes trembled, and a light flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, the subtle and undetectable sound of breaking through the air is the most audible sound among all the noise in the world.
It seems that the only sound left in the world is this one breaking wind.
With a sigh, the God Emperor calmly lowered his eyes, hiding the glittering gold in his eyes.
On the desolate land, Hades was standing on Cardia. His pupils suddenly widened. At the last moment, his eyes reflected everything that he could not understand—
Blood splattered.
The sky cast a huge haze of haze as the ship came too close. A dark fountain erupted from afar like a blowout. The roar of the martyrs exploded in the magic tide. The half-demon, half-human Word Bearers were swallowed by the magic tide. Lorgar raised his scepter -
Stab yourself in the throat.
Hades' mouth opened slightly. He wanted to say something, he wanted to shout something. He couldn't understand it all yet. He didn't know what they had done for him. He leaned forward slightly, trying to get closer to them and understand what was happening.
But behind him, in the blind spot of his sight and soul, thousands of strange lights converged on one point, penetrating the vast space and time, piercing the infinite curtain—
The sound of fate breaking through the air is ringing.
A brilliant golden light suddenly burst out, carrying a radiant light of determination. The next moment, a golden ocean drowned Hades' thoughts. The next moment, the darkness that was better than nothing resonated with him.
A sound of tearing through the darkness was heard.
Everything in the world trembles.
The fate of the final moment pronounced judgment.
The ending is set.
Everything suddenly lost its color. The golden light and darkness just now were only a moment in ten thousand years, and his world was left with only gray.
Hades trembled, he trembled, and slowly lowered his head—
He saw the arrow that pierced his chest.
Hades tried to breathe, tried to struggle, tried to understand it all, but in the end, he succeeded in doing nothing.
He has not yet realized that to live, one needs to give everything.
then,
He fell into the silent darkness.
The vast ocean suddenly burst into raging waves, and a foul-smelling fog suddenly exploded from the arrow, instantly engulfing half of the vast land of Cadia. Angry screams were heard from the High Heaven, but the facts were set and the ending was clear.
This shouldn't be the ending!
The black stone obelisk that was previously suppressed by Hades let out a loud scream, and strange arcs of electricity rose up, dancing frantically in a dance praying for the coming of Hades.
In the spiritual vision, Cadia emitted sharp flashes of light, and white light burst out. The planets near the Eye of Terror also roared along with Cadia's screams.
Above Cadia, the jagged black ship dropped towards its monarch.
Amid the thick fog, the demonic tide instantly rotted. Angertai stumbled and walked to Lorgar's side. He collapsed to his knees and fell into silence.
Where the thing completely exploded and a silent flame ignited, Kirkland lowered his head quietly, still holding the black stone spear tightly in his hand, standing still.
[Be careful, brother, psychic attack.]
In the Eye of Terror, a steady but heavy voice was heard in the communication waves, and the rapidly moving ship suddenly stopped, like a ship struggling in the huge waves.
At the last second of the old world, the horses and crows arrived at the battlefield.
They are not the ones who attract attention, nor are they an existence that can change the world, but in the end, they arrived in this chaotic world.
Above Macragge, Guilliman looked up at the clear blue sky, the playful sparrows reflected in his blue eyes.
Under the sunset of Baal, in a corner that others could not see, the archangel silently stretched out his hand. He wiped the corner of his mouth and saw a touch of bright red on his hand.
In the night of Nostramo, Conrad Curz burst into a shrill laugh.
In the cell above Fenris, Magnus let out a death wail, and the Crimson Sinner collapsed to the ground hoarsely, his hands helplessly covering where his eyes used to be.
On the Terra ship that was about to set sail, the old man who was resting with his eyes closed did not move at all, like a sculpture.
On Terra, a trickle of blood flowed from the Emperor's mouth.
He smiled, though it was more like a wry smile.
"At least I'm still alive now."
He murmured, his eyes flashing with the future.
Humans can only trust humans.
In the crypt of the long-dead, Trazyn stared at the Eye of Terror that had gone berserk on the star map, muttering to himself in disbelief,
"... Boy, can you at least find me a situation where I can fight you? Do you think I am so strong?"
On the Spirit of Vengeance, Horus smiled tiredly. He subconsciously stroked the ring.
[Although there are still some disputes, I believe that I will help my father govern this empire. ]
On Barbarus, Mortarion walked carelessly on the ridge of the field. Inexplicably, the Lord of Death did not want to judge the documents now.
Well, he never thought about judging the documents.
The first drop of rain fell from the sky. Mortarion stretched out his hand and touched his face. Under his eyes, he felt the wetness.
He stretched out his hand, and on his fingertips was the first drop of rain on Barbarus.
It's raining.
Mortarion thought about it, he raised his head and subconsciously looked towards the position of the star.
What on earth happened
Then the world answered him.
Mortarion trembled unconsciously, and the flash of light that tore through the galaxy exploded in his eyes.
———
In the secret room, the chess pieces on the chessboard were pulled out, and the chessboard began to tremble violently, making sounds as if it was about to break, and the chess pieces on it were shaking.
Pop.
With a loud bang, the chessboard was officially torn in half.
Chaos' whispered laughter echoed loudly from the empty chamber, as if mocking his folly, even though their plans had not gone entirely as they had hoped.
The emperor lowered his eyes, neither sad nor happy. The golden light that had been dispersed before began to gather again along with faith.
With the Eye of Terror as the center, a vast wave of psychic energy impacted the physical world, and most of the Hazy Star Field and the Extreme Star Field fell into the realm of the Supreme Heaven.
On the fallen map, the Dark Angels, the Emperor's Children, the Midnight Haunters, the Sons of Horus, the Blood Angels, along with half of the empire fell into the long and chaotic night.
On the Eye of Terror side, the White Scars and Raven Guard arrived at the battlefield on orders.
Tzeentch suddenly sang loudly, the King of Change offered his might,
The power of the other half of the vast ocean suddenly gathered. This arrow had its own target. It was an arrow focused by psychic energy, and it shot straight from Cadia to Terra!
After an unknown amount of time, the Star Torch went out.
Above Cadia, Hades half-knelt there with his head bowed and in silence, as if mourning the future fate of mankind.
The river of destiny that was suddenly corrected began to flow violently, trying to return to the right course. Chaos screamed and stirred the river water. The opportunity to pay a heavy price should not be given up!
On the dark side of the empire, in countless human worlds, those who believed in the truth of the empire witnessed the collapse of the world.
Thousands of thoughts with collapsed faith exploded from the subspace, quickly forming new waves, and the previously sluggish chaos began to expand rapidly.
Chaos laughed and roared as they issued a mocking declaration of war against the Emperor and humanity, showing them that the war situation had been overturned in an instant. The fate was back in their hands, and the previous embarrassment was just a momentary compromise on the eve of the great victory.
However, even if thousands of stars fall—
Those souls that were previously redeemed and cleansed are now radiating infinite light.
They will light up this long night.
Prove that the efforts before that cannot be easily erased or denied.
Above Barbaros,
Mortarion looked up, and the rain was falling on his face. His golden eyes were still burning with the scars that pierced the entire galaxy.
His soft, death-like voice sounded,
[Hades, is this... the future you saw? ]
Shock, sorrow, and a resolute will to fight and determination surged into Mortarion's soul.
The Lord of Death tightened his grip on his scythe.
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