The Spirit of Vengeance, which has been shrouded in darkness and mystery for ten thousand years, has finally welcomed the light.
Those flesh and blood were crying, and those ferocious faces were shedding horrible tears of blood.
Everything was destroyed and collapsed before that terrifying light.
Wolf Priest-Jace could hear the voices of the demons in fear.
They were crying and screaming.
The squirming flesh and blood retreated back to the space where they were born.
The wandering soul let out a shrill scream.
The lifeless ones shouted the same name, letting out low, painful cries.
He is here.
Just like the sun.
It is like a beam of eternal light that has never been extinguished since the birth of the universe.
His coming is hope.
His coming is light.
If anyone dared to look directly at the figure in the light, they would find that it was a man with an extremely noble face.
Every loyal citizen of the empire offered his infinite loyalty in an instant and was willing to die for him, even if it meant going to hell.
His eyes burned with light, as if an ancient god had resurrected in that moving body.
The long sword in his hand burned with golden flames, distorting the space and burning everything, just like the flame of destruction intercepted from the moment of doomsday.
The creations of the Warp collapsed before him, and those evil forces fled in panic, fearing that they would be completely destroyed by him.
The demons that roamed the Vengeful Spirit leapt into the rift, fleeing screaming.
The surrounding Warp storm subsided, and the sound of fear was like a death knell, echoing throughout the High Heaven.
Even the wrath of the gods could not obscure Guilliman's brilliance.
"Get out of this universe, this is not your place." Guilliman made a sound, and it echoed like a thousand cannons.
An unbearable light shone upon the Spirit of Vengeance.
Abaddon screamed, and Erebus was forced to his knees.
"How is this possible? How can he have such power?" Erebus felt endless fear. How could such god-like power appear in Guilliman
This is unscientific!
Abaddon was also shocked.
He finally understood why so many Daemon Primarchs failed before Guilliman.
Guilliman's behavior is no longer worthy of being a Primarch.
So strong that he can fight 1v1 with the Emperor.
They were all members of the Great Crusade.
He has fought alongside every Primarch's legion and even the Primarch himself.
Back in the day, Guilliman did not have such powerful strength.
During the Battle of Calth, Erebus stabbed his opponent's throat with a cursed dagger, leaving a wound on his soul.
How come I become so horrible after waking up from a sleep!
"No!" Abaddon roared like a lion. He didn't believe it.
How is that possible!
How is it possible to have such power
Guilliman paid no attention to the two traitors, the light in his eyes gleaming.
His childhood friend saw infinite worlds, and outside of those worlds, something was trying to enter this universe.
The power of the Emperor and the power of domination are flowing through his body. The voices of billions of humans echo in his mind, becoming part of his endless power.
The blessing of the entire empire's people allows his power to be infinitely enhanced.
His gaze pierced through the Milky Way, through the endless galaxies, and saw a terrifying existence that had come with the help of Abaddon and Erebus' ambitions.
The two madmen, Erebus and Abaddon, led Horus down the wrong path and made the galaxy a plaything of the Chaos Gods.
Such people are a scourge.
Now they are bringing an even worse god into this universe.
The entire universe will collapse because of the arrival of that god.
Heading towards the endless abyss, the painful extinction of mankind will become a carnival feast for the gods.
He would never allow this to happen.
Guilliman stood on the Vengeful Spirit, but he felt like he was standing in the void.
He saw billions of eyes flickering in the endless void, each one as big as the Milky Way.
The pitch-black night was made up of countless wriggling tentacles, and the light from the eyes illuminated this horrific scene.
She and Guilliman stared at each other.
A beam of light and billions of eyes looking at each other.
Small, yet indestructible.
It has no malicious intent.
But its existence itself is the greatest malice to mankind.
"Very good seed, you can serve me." The being did not make any sound, but she could make Guilliman understand what she meant.
"Get out of this universe." Guilliman had no intention of talking. He stared into those terrifying eyes without fear.
"You should not resist me." That being said, "My existence is incomprehensible to low-dimensional creatures like you. You are troubled by time and constrained by space, but I can ignore everything. Follow me devoutly, and you will be saved and gain infinite knowledge."
"Listen, outsider, leave here, otherwise, you will suffer the wrath of mankind." Guilliman raised the sword in his hand, the flames burned more and more, burning through the barrier of reality and illusion, and the scorching tip of the sword pierced into the unimaginable place, "You may have power beyond everything, the authority of omniscience and omnipotence, and the ability to be immortal. But the path of truth has no end, and the pioneers may not always be the pioneers. Angering mankind will be the thing you regret the most."
"You are very arrogant. A tiny civilization that can't even leave its own universe is so arrogant as to shout at an omniscient and omnipotent being."
Guilliman showed a hint of mockery. "Don't treat me as those fools. The road to truth is endless. Even an omniscient and omnipotent person will come to an end. Life is evolving, the universe is evolving, and how long can you remain omniscient and omnipotent? Go back to your world and leave here, otherwise, you will pay the price."
Guilliman swung his sword, and golden light swept away, like millions of suns, reflecting the terrifying appearance.
The wriggling tentacles, the twisted body, the malicious hole.
Those corrupt worlds were devoured by it.
Those stupid creatures are fooled by it and become food.
An abominable evil god who will never be accepted by humans.
The eternal enemy of mankind.
The space in front of Guilliman shattered, and countless rays of light flooded everything.
An angry scream echoed in his ears.
The ancient god vowed to make Guilliman pay the heaviest price.
No one can humiliate the One who is above all else.
Any creature that does that will end up in a tragic situation.
The scene aboard the Vengeful Spirit replayed itself before Guilliman's eyes.
He did not defeat that terrifying existence.
It just cuts off the opponent's channel and blocks the opponent out of the universe.
The power of that evil god is unimaginable, beyond the limits that any living being can imagine.
But this universe has its own rules.
It projected some of its power, but that power was intercepted by Guilliman.
Just like no matter how much water there is in a river, the thickness of the pipes must be considered to ensure the flow of water.
Erebus's pipe is too thin.
After being cut off, the other party loses influence.
It’s like there are two countries. The president of the other country is very powerful and has complete control, and no one can mess with him.
But no matter how much power he had over his own country, he had no ability to deal with the humiliation hurled at him by the citizens of another country.
He can only influence and punish those criminals who humiliate him through diplomatic influence and organizations loyal to his country.
If he has no diplomatic influence and no organization loyal to his country, he will be powerless no matter how the other party humiliates him, unless he conquers the entire country.
Guilliman severed the other's influence.
The same goes for this.
Unless the other party corrupts the entire universe or develops its own organization, she can only be helpless and furious.
After dealing with all this, Guilliman looked at the battlefield.
Erebus and Abaddon were so frightened that they stood there in a daze.
The same was true for the Chaos traitors with twisted limbs and bone spurs, who dared not speak.
Karga, who almost died, looked excited.
The gloom of the Spirit of Vengeance was swept away, and the weeping souls and wriggling shadows had long since disappeared without a trace.
Guilliman stood there, his tall and majestic figure like a living sculpture.
He stared at the traitors, the fire in his eyes fading, but still filled with anger.
"Father." Kalgar shouted. He got up from the ground and stood behind Guilliman, looking at Abaddon who had been so arrogant just now.
"This is not true." Erebus screamed in fear.
He didn't believe it would happen.
How could this be possible.
That ancient evil god is so powerful.
Why.
Why did he lose to Guilliman
"You can't be a god." Erebus screamed like a madman. If Guilliman was a god, then what did they do before
God should be unique, one and only, and eternal.
Guilliman was merely a created Primarch.
He may possess some of the power of the Warp, but he cannot be a god.
It can't be God.
"Only cowards would beg the gods, and only ignorant people would aspire to become gods. Erebus, you think you have seen the truth and believe that this world should be controlled by the gods, but you don't know that there is a truth beneath the truth. Seeing a corner and imagining the whole picture is the most stupid thing you traitors can do."
"In the endless evolution, even truth has its end, even gods have their limits. The people you once betrayed had infinite possibilities, but you chose those foolish, self-righteous remnants of the old times."
Guilliman watched the men.
Just standing there, the Chaos traitors felt unprecedented pressure.
No one dared to raise a sword against him.
There are many veterans of the rebellion on the Vengeful Spirit who were active ten thousand years ago.
Their whole bodies were trembling at this moment. At this moment, they once again felt the majesty and oppression of the emperor.
Guilliman inherited her will and power, destined to be invincible.
"No!" Abaddon roared, he raised his magic sword and stabbed at Guilliman, but was deflected by the Emperor's sword in his hand.
"Just because you have some false power, do you think you will rule the entire galaxy? Abaddon?" Guilliman looked at Abaddon, who was about to attack him, with a mocking look, "You are intoxicated by those false things, and you have a sense of superiority. You have a great sense of mission, and you are proud and complacent."
"Abaddon, look at what you have become? A miserable wretch. What have you gained from the hands of Chaos? The power to destroy the world? Eternal life? Or the fate of being a fool?"
With the roar of the demon sword Drachanion, Abaddon rushed forward again.
Guilliman swept the demon sword away with another sword, and then kicked Abaddon away.
The thick walls made a rumbling sound.
Abaddon was kicked by Guilliman and couldn't stand up.
If Guilliman hadn't wanted to capture this guy and put him on display, he would have kicked him to death with one kick.
"The game is over, fool." Guilliman stared at Abaddon. "You will be imprisoned on Terra, hanging on the highest tower. I will not let you die. You will live to warn those who want to betray the Empire and let them know how terrible the consequences of betraying humanity are. You will endure humiliation and reviling forever."
Calgar and his men stepped forward. The Chaos Warriors, who had already lost their courage, dared not fight anymore and turned around and fled.
Facing a Primarch, they knew exactly what their fate would be, and that fighting would only bring death.
No force can defeat a Primarch.
When Guilliman appeared on the battlefield, the outcome was already determined.
Humanity wins.
Nothing could destroy him.
At least not yet.
Calgar walked towards Abaddon, who was beaten to death.
Before he could get close, he was blown away by a terrible force.
A huge black hole appeared behind the warmaster, and countless tentacles emerged from the black hole, dragging Abaddon in.
When Calga rushed over, the black hole had disappeared, and the tentacles had also disappeared.
Guilliman stood where the Primarch had watched Abaddon disappear, a look of deep thought on his face.
"Arrogant mortal, one day you will realize your own insignificance. In front of the eternal existence that is indestructible, even death itself will decay, so what can you count for? Your empire will be destroyed, and your foundation will be erased by history. Remember my name, the One - Yog-Sothoth, I will take over the existence of your soul."
The voice was strange and ethereal, as if it came from an infinite world.
"Father?" Calgar looked at Guilliman, then looked at where Abaddon was just now.
"Never mind. There are always some self-righteous gods who think they are immortal. One day, they realize that nothing in the evolving universe is unchanging. Tow the Vengeful Spirit away. We will have to spend some time searching for the fragments of Sanguinius' soul."
After saying this, Guilliman turned and left, leaving everything to Calgar to deal with.
The Returner - Yog-Sothoth.
Guilliman could naturally find the existence corresponding to this name from his memory.
A terrible evil god.
A terrifying existence that is no less terrifying than the Four Gods.
It is said that the real body of this evil god is an unimaginable and terrifying existence outside the multidimensional universe.
Possessing countless knowledge.
If there is a lucky person who can find the ultimate door, he can meet that existence and receive a reward.
"What a headache!" Guilliman sighed secretly. Having offended such an existence, things became more and more complicated.
From the confrontation just now, Guilliman knew very clearly that Yog-Sothoth was indeed a creature existing outside the multidimensional universe.
The space where the other party is located is distorted and very special. All the rules are composed of the other party's will.
If we must learn fantasy and rank this kind of existence, it would be the super invincible mythical Daluo who is omniscient, omnipotent, and runs through all timelines.
Of course, Guilliman wouldn't be so scared that he couldn't sleep.
At most, it is just a worry, just adding one more goal on the basis of the four gods.
Only ignorant creatures unwilling to think for themselves would have fear of gods.
Yog-Sothoth is terrifying. She possesses unimaginable knowledge and has achieved what people call omniscience.
But this omniscience has its limitations.
Because the path of truth has no end.
Even if there is an end, it is only temporary.
Civilization can continue to carve out a path from the end and keep moving forward.
Those so-called omniscient beings know all known truths, but do they know the truths that have not been created
Any civilization or god that claims that truth has an end is only on the path of self-destruction and castration.
It's like a farmer living in the agricultural era claiming that the maximum grain yield of an acre of wheat field is only 500 kilograms, and everyone thinks this is the end of the truth.
No matter how much energy and financial resources are spent, it is impossible to exceed the output of 500 kilograms.
But in the industrial age, the development of genetic engineering has made people scoff at the truth that a wheat field can produce 500 kilograms, and say that the ancients were uncultured.
For example, the evolution of life, from single-celled organisms, to multi-celled organisms, to vertebrates, to mammals.
Does it mean that evolution has ended when it reaches the level of humans
Are humans the end of biological evolution
No, humans will continue to evolve.
From the examples of human technological changes and biological evolution, we can extrapolate them to the universe.
Is it true that the truth of the universe was fixed all of a sudden
People who think this way about the universe are like believers in the creation myth.
Believers believe that the earth was created all at once and that humans were also created all at once.
All animals and their habits were created at once.
Human weddings, customs, and various habits were created all at once, from nothing to something, with no middle ground.
In their simple worldview, the universe was created all at once.
All of a sudden there is power, the four major forces, stellar gravity, and so on.
What is the difference between those who believe in the theory of the universe and those who believe in the creation of gods
Believers worship a personal God.
Physicists simply worship an impersonal universe.
In a true multiverse, nothing is innate.
Everything goes through a process from nothing to something.
Just like the evolution of animals, from single-celled organisms to multi-celled organisms, and then to vertebrates and mammals, life has become diversified.
A dog or an antelope that people see are the result of hundreds of millions of years of evolution in the biosphere.
It takes hundreds of millions of years of evolution for a dog to be born.
Then why can such an exquisite cosmic system appear out of thin air?
Isn’t this just self-deception