Blood, pain and terror flowed into the warp.
It poured down through rituals and belief patterns that were too ancient to be verified, like water rushing into a collapsed dam, washing away everything in its path.
The Eldar prophet Anville stood on a platform covered by a protective shield, with countless stars shining above his head.
The amulet emitted a faint glow, allowing him to remain calm in the midst of the frenzy.
"In the name of the Holy Emperor."
"In the name of the Holy Emperor."
On a huge platform.
The tied-up aliens were escorted along the wide corridor like an assembly line.
They cried and howled, begging for mercy.
But those armored demons were so cruel that they would not even spare women and children.
To completely exterminate the race to which they belong.
Drive them to the cold machines and let them be swallowed by those giant gears.
Use cruel and mechanical killing to end all life and complete the sacrificial ritual.
Billions of aliens were driven onto the altar and then killed.
A huge amount of blood flowed through the pipes and gathered on a double-headed eagle altar as big as a planet.
It is a hunting eagle, it is a flying eagle.
Everything in the world will succumb to it, without exception.
The double-headed eagle has become one of the most powerful symbols in the Warp.
Praying to it would trigger the unimaginable size of the empire.
Their complex fates are intertwined, and they are eventually dragged into the abyss or burned.
On the edge of the altar, the Anglican priests chanted a hymn of praise.
The well-trained Mechanicus priests used their methods to kill the aliens in batches, flooding the warp with their screams and blood.
A crack spanning countless light years was opened in the crazy sacrifice.
Death and despair pierced the core of the upper world.
The surging ocean of ether covered the abyss, as if flooding the entire area, making the dam lose its proper flood-control function.
As those guardians watched, the Empire came.
Like other great worlds, it came with destruction.
Darkness rolled in the sky, distorting the alien's perception of the world.
The crazy ritual cut a horrible scar in time and space.
Everything has its destiny determined.
Ships poured in through the scars and then poured out from the upper world.
The supreme, divine light, omniscient and almighty Emperor of the Empire blesses her warriors.
Her glory guided the ships through the turbulent ocean of ether and towards their destination.
In the throne room of Macragge's Glory, Calgar stood at the observation point next to the throne room and stared into the void.
He saw the flagship of the Silver Skull Regiment carrying out a blanket bombardment on the ground, and watched as those warriors walked out along the teleportation beam, bestowing death and the end on those aliens.
The warriors of the Nova Corps launched attacks on the flying psychic ships.
The Raven Guard lurks in the darkness, and the lives of those aliens are ended before they even notice.
"The final moment." Karga whispered, his expression grim.
Several aliens who were thrown into the throne room and guarded by two guards and whose bodies were bound were able to witness the scene.
Before being captured, each of them was the supreme being in their own world.
The man with a face like a praying mantis is an unparalleled master who has mastered the art of swordsmanship.
With two green snakes in his sleeves, he once killed the brilliant and talented Supreme Immortal Emperor with just one move.
The Moth Queen is shrouded in the brilliant kingdom of God, as if she is surrounded by the three thousand worlds.
He once comprehended the supreme secret technique, and with a single slap of his hand, he could overturn mountains and rivers, and even the Taoist ancestor was reduced to rotten debris.
Each of them is of great origin, surpassing the Immortal Emperor, and is only one step away from the ultimate realm.
However, now they are all detained and witnessing the final collapse of the forces they belong to.
As the machines hummed, the aliens let out their final screams.
The surging life energy and the fruits of countless years of cultivation were continuously drawn out by these machines that sang a wonderful chorus, and transformed into beams of destructive light that contained their great power.
It is the pain and despair of these guys that allows the Imperial fleet to cross the abyss and the terrifying warp storm.
The light entangled in the flask is their life light, which mixed with energy becomes the fuel of the engine.
This machine is the work of Sage Fira.
He is a challenger, not some power-hungry wannabe.
It's such a pity that those powerful psychic life forms are always killed directly.
The Sage of Fira combined many of the mechanical principles and knowledge of the Empire that were controlled by psychics.
Plus the revelation of the Imperial Atonement Beacon and the sacrificial ritual.
He created this machine that uses life force and alien psionic energy to drive it.
Constantly draining the life force and so-called fruits of cultivation from these aliens, transforming them into attacks or some navigation that can work in the subspace.
As we all know, the universe currently conquered by the Empire was found through the paths left by ancient civilizations.
Once the road is lost, the Empire's ships may be lost in the vast ocean of Aether, and no trace of them can be found again.
The device created by Sage Fira can use aliens to build a celestial-level lighthouse, allowing the target universe to glow in the vast ocean of ether.
This would be an important step in the Empire's cause of conquest.
It is difficult to find a way to travel quickly and communicate instantly between different universes.
Even if we deviate from the path left by ancient civilizations, the weak connections between the universes will not be severed.
The importance of this technology is no less than the various plans promoted by the Empire.
Unfortunately, it still needs more improvement before it can be used.
There is only a prototype machine on Calga's ship, and the requirements for the target of sacrifice are also very high. Only practitioners who have reached the level of Immortal Emperor or above can be sacrificed.
It needs to be further improved in order to tap the value of this huge biological mine of aliens.
By then, the empire will not only be able to obtain a large amount of resources and a more vast living space by conquering those universes, but will also be able to capture the aliens of those extraordinary civilizations and use them as biological mines.
Amid the screams of those powerful xenos, fuel was injected into the Empire's engine systems.
There was a rumble at the stern.
It was getting closer and closer, like a huge engine pushing forward.
A tremor passed through the hull, growing stronger and stronger, as if the tremor was passing through the structure from within.
All the machinery was humming, and the sounds merged into the never-ending hum of the ship's systems, becoming one of them, drowning out the crew's warnings.
The Glory of Macragge emanated a brilliant light, covering all ships within a certain range.
Prevent them from being thrown into the subspace due to interference from the heavenly way of the upper world.
The Dharma-Ending Device has not yet fully taken effect.
The heavenly way of the upper world is still active.
Things like the Heavenly Way, Gaia, and Cosmic Consciousness are collectively referred to as Pan-Consciousness.
People who practice cultivation generally believe in the existence of the Way of Heaven and the Way of the Great.
This subconscious subspace resonance will also work.
It becomes something like the will of the planet or the will of the universe.
The same thing is true of the Way of Heaven.
The pan-conscious heavenly way of the heavenly world will inevitably launch a counterattack against invaders who may destroy it.
The souls and life forces of those top aliens that were exploited could just be used to disguise the ships, allowing them to easily enter other areas of the upper world.
Tail flames spurted out from the rear of the ship, and people felt a gentle push on their chests.
Macragge's Glory entered acceleration mode.
The other ships also accelerated and headed deeper into the Heavenly Realm.
There is no hope for Tianyuan's defenders.
Their connection with other areas of the upper world was cut off.
Calgar didn't want to waste time strangling those guys.
His main goal now is to destroy the Upper Realm, the most important core of the entire extraordinary civilization, which is the place called the Plateau by those aliens.
There is the transformation hub, the key to the existence of all realms.
It is also the key to the prosperity of extraordinary civilization.
Completely destroy the foundation of this extraordinary civilization.
At that time, these aliens will be greeted by a complete massacre.
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"WAAAAAAAAAGH."
On the vast city walls, the Orc Emperor Ufo was killing people on the battlefield.
His body was as huge as a steel mountain towering into the clouds.
He was equipped with all kinds of terrible weapons, his rough steel jaw emitted sparks from the friction, and deafening roars came from his half-mechanical, half-flesh throat.
He wielded his heavy weapon, leaving only blood and debris in his wake.
Orc warlords and orc chieftains were scattered around him.
They were all howling with excitement for this grand slaughter.
A real dragon was being torn apart by several orc warlords.
Amidst miserable screams, the immortal dragon's body was torn apart.
The dragon blood, which contained terrifying power, splashed out, shining with brilliant psychic light.
If any living creature could obtain this dragon blood, it would be reborn and gain the talent of dragon blood.
Now it is being wasted and scattered on the ground.
A dragon god covered with golden scales was also killed, his rotten wings were chopped off, and black blood spread out.
The headless body quickly decayed, emitting an ominous and strange smell.
The members of the Mask Organization, which brought together many geniuses, watched in horror as countless strong men fell.
The blood fell to the ground and gave rise to countless rare elixirs.
Any one of them is priceless and can cause countless geniuses to fight and kill each other.
Now it can be seen everywhere on this battlefield.
Too many powerful men died, and their blood containing spiritual energy poured onto the ground, quickly giving birth to those spiritual medicines.
Unfortunately, these elixirs were ruthlessly trampled upon. The empire did not care at all about these supreme medicines that could transform living beings and purify their bloodlines.
Countless corpses fell to the ground.
Among them there are many Immortal Kings and Immortal Emperors.
The laws and their fruits escaped from the corpses that had lost their spirituality and gathered into forbidden areas.
However, these forbidden areas were soon destroyed, ravaged by the Empire's artillery fire and those who wanted to survive, and covered with new corpses.
All the surviving strong men from the great worlds gathered in the Upper Realm.
Here in Tianyuan, the Immortal King is worse than a dog, and Immortal Emperors are everywhere.
They are all supreme and powerful people who dominate the world.
But now they keep falling, and their corpses are piled up like mountains.
The strong men who had been full of confidence due to the surge in spiritual energy also had a mental breakdown at this moment.
They also want to fight back, invade the opponent's homeland and take bloody revenge on them.
Now that the dream is shattered, I realize that my strength and advantage are nothing but a reflection in the mirror, which will shatter at the slightest touch.
That horrific battlefield caused the so-called invincible Taoism in the hearts of these mask organization members to completely collapse.
In the long eternity of time, even the Immortal Emperor will meet his end.
What are these geniuses
They are just dust and waves in the vast river of time, destined to disappear and become silent.
The Orc Emperor - Ufo roared continuously.
With the WAAAAAAGH force field and Imperial technology protecting him, he's invincible.
Punch the aliens and kick the evil monsters.
Numerous orcs gathered into an overwhelming wave, sweeping away everything.
There were also massive armies of the empire, all of which poured out, killing people everywhere, causing rivers of blood and completely defeating the army.
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"We have to leave here." said the Fire Clan creature who once took the lead in establishing the Mask Organization.
The surviving Masked Group member nodded.
There is no point in staying in Tianyuan any longer.
If this barrier is breached, all living beings will be greeted by a terrible massacre.
There's no point staying here.
The identity and background of this organization is very special. Even though they are on the front line, they still have the protection of an Immortal Emperor.
The Immortal Emperor used a special secret treasure of the Immortal King level to open the void and let them escape.
Their strength was too weak to attract the enemy's attention.
Any strong person above the Immortal King level will be stopped as soon as he tries to tear the void and will be dragged into the battlefield again.
Only the weak ones were able to escape.
They cannot change anything and will not pose any threat to the empire, so they can be left behind and dealt with slowly.
When the members of the Mask Organization used the Immortal King-level secret treasure to cross the void and wanted to return to a safe area, they found that the entire upper world was shrouded in war.
The situation in those huge cities was even more tragic than that in Tianyuan. There were corpses everywhere, piles of corpses like mountains, and blood and ruins everywhere.
The destruction of the heavenly world is a foregone conclusion.
What made them even more desperate was that the Dharma Ending Age began to invade the heavenly world.
Not only did the previously surging power drop completely, but their realm also continued to decline.
The Immortal King-level secret treasure was also washed away by the wave of the Dharma Ending Age, and it continued to lose its luster, eventually becoming dim and dull, and completely disintegrated during a shuttle flight.
In the Dharma Ending Age, the extraordinary will be forever silent and myths will no longer exist.
Even if the Empire does not kill them, many races will face extinction.
The few surviving members of the Masked Organization wandered around the ruins, their despair revealed on their faces without any concealment.
They knew very well that in this extraordinary and dead era when myths were not well known, they would never be able to find their tribesmen again if they were lost here, nor would they be able to get out of this vast forest.
These young geniuses, who were once young and frivolous, had high aspirations and believed that they could solve all problems in the world, have now realized how cruel reality is.
The Fire Clan creatures, having completely lost hope, finally climbed up the nearest mountain and gazed into the distance.
It picked up the immortal sword that had lost its luster and placed it around its neck.
The magic sword was his coming-of-age gift, bestowed upon him by his family elders.
Looking back to the past, the ancestral land of the Fire Clan was filled with distinguished guests, and people from all tribes came to congratulate him on his coming of age.
It is also full of vigor and pride, claiming to be the best figure in the universe.
He made friends with geniuses from all ethnic groups and eventually took the lead in establishing the Mask Organization.
Now the dream is broken and the heart is dead.
"The sky will fall, the earth will be destroyed, and all living things will die."
The fire creature suddenly made a move, and blood containing the essence of the fire clan gushed out.
Its body floated down the cliff, and only its last words echoed in the valley.
The members of the Masked Organization, who were still thinking about how to leave, looked at the corpses of the Fire Clan creatures falling from the sky with shock on their faces, and the last light disappeared completely.
Unfortunately, no living creature cares, and no living creature knows what is happening in this desolate forest.
The heavens are vast and boundless, and all living beings are as small as dust.
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“You shouldn’t do that!
"The Eldar prophet Anvil persuaded Calgar, the final commander, on the Glory of Macragge, "Time is on our side."
Nothing can stop the Empire.
Cities were destroyed and turned into ruins.
The heavenly world has become a land of death shrouded in war.
The final plateau was also breached.
The nine supreme beings did the last thing, which was to push out the secret realm where countless geniuses lived.
The Empire came too fast.
Before this secret realm could play its intended role, the empire had already killed its way through the upper world.
Even Gao Yuan couldn't hold out for long before being broken.
This secret realm is no longer useful.
Together, they pushed it into the eternal spiritual realm, allowing it to drift with the tides of the spiritual world.
Leave a seed for this extraordinary civilization.
Dense warships covered the plateau and carried out a final massacre of the survivors who fled here.
Screams mixed with the sound of gunfire echoed in this ancient land.
Only the last mottled ancient temple remains there.
Calgar planned to personally lead the raid and kill those so-called guardians.
Several other senior generals and mechanical sages also spoke up to dissuade him.
After all, as long as we keep waiting, waiting for the Dharma-ending device to strengthen the curtain between reality and illusion, we can easily achieve victory.
"They can't cause any trouble." Calgar said solemnly, "I will be the one to judge these bandit leaders. Any delay will only deepen my guilt towards the Holy Emperor."
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The supreme title of the emperor.
Guilliman was checking the news coming back from the expeditionary fleet heading deep into the starry sky.
The expansion of the expeditionary fleet is going very smoothly, and the empire's territory is expanding at an unprecedented rate.
However, there are some problems.
They encountered a main force of the Zerg that had just devoured an entire Local Cluster.
The scale is exaggerated to the point of being terrifying.
The shadow of the hive formed by the main force of the Zerg was so strong that even the Imperial Astronomican could not illuminate it. The psychic who was protected by various equipment almost had his brain burned out just by looking at it.
It is countless times more terrifying than the previous Zerg fleets that invaded the Milky Way.
"What a mess." Guilliman muttered to himself.
At this time, a voice sounded.
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