Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 746 07.745: "Meta-World Line"

“Hahahahaha! Hand over everything you have!!!”

Ukani's crazy and arrogant laughter was like a bunch of sharp steel needles, piercing Horatio's eardrums.

Before he could finish his words, Ukani rushed towards Horatio with a wild laugh.

The two men moved as fast as lightning. In an instant, the intersecting swords and sabers collided with each other, bursting into dazzling flames, and strange blue fireflies flickered and jumped in the air.

Horatio waved the sharp blade in his hand, trying to parry Ukani's violent attack, and at the same time, he seized the opportunity and kicked Ukani hard.

However, just as his feet were about to touch the other person, a strong feeling of weightlessness suddenly came over him.

It turned out that the strange magic ring under Ukani's feet quietly activated its power, distorting the surrounding physical laws, and the entire space seemed to be turned into a mirror.

Horatio was instantly thrown into confusion, head down, feet upside down, and his body lost balance.

In this sudden change, the vestibular organ in the human ear instantly loses the ability to judge direction.

Although Horatio relied on his tenacious will and quickly released electrical signals to reverse the direction through his eyes to his brain, he tried to use basic naval skills to calibrate the direction in the void.

But this brief delay may be fleeting for a mortal opponent, but these few seconds are enough for the cunning Astartes sorcerer Ukani to gain the upper hand.

At this moment, Horatio was like a man hanging upside down, engaging in a dazzling fight with Ukani in mid-air.

The situation gradually became unfavorable to Horatio. He retreated one step at a time, and his offensive was forced to turn into passive defense. Every time he resisted seemed a bit strenuous, and he could only take on Ukani's active attacks.

He knew in his heart that his opportunity was slipping away every second. Once the opportunity disappeared completely, what awaited him might be the end of his life.

Horatio knew that he could not continue to be passive like this, so he seized the opportunity and suddenly distanced himself from Ukani.

At this moment, the eye-shaped decoration on Ukani's wand suddenly shot out a fireball, carrying a rolling heat wave, whistling towards Horatio.

Horatio dodged the fatal blow with a swift movement.

But being suppressed and passively defending and dodging like this was definitely not a solution. He had to find a way to break the situation.

In the fierce battle, he suddenly noticed that his potential energy tank was slowly accumulating power.

From the moment he entered the tomb and started a life-and-death struggle with the Skinner, this potential energy began to accumulate quietly.

Previously, it had activated the powerful "Blood Angel's Fury". Now, as the influence of the Exorcist's Death Domain gradually weakened, in the process of passively taking beatings and stubbornly defending, accompanied by the surging anger in its heart, the potential energy bar was rushing towards the top with an unstoppable attitude.

Horatio knew clearly that the peak was the powerful force that helped him successfully reverse the situation in the battle of the Celestial Cathedral - "The Wrath of Sanguinius"

Ping!
There was a loud bang, and Horatio was knocked back by a powerful blow from Ukani.

He flipped several times in the air and finally fell heavily to the ground.

Horatio endured the pain in his body and slowly stood up, staring fiercely at the high-level wizard Ukani who had used witchcraft to become extremely cunning and powerful.

"Hmm, son of darkness, haven't you realized the difference between you and mortals? Look at your current appearance, do you really want to call yourself a mortal?" Ukani showed a strange smile on his face, and his tone was full of sarcasm. Horatio's eyes gradually turned red. He stared at Ukani, straightened his body, slowly raised the sword in his hand, pointed it at Ukani, and said coldly: "Do you think I look like a human, or what?"

"I saw a great commander in the future, a commander who could fight alongside my father Magnus, a commander who could replace the Great Plunderer and become a new leader that everyone would tremble in fear of."

Wukani's voice became low and bewitching, "However, if this commander cannot embrace the truth, and is still blinded and fights for the Corpse King, then he will waste all his potential and the gift of fate.

Come, embrace the truth, and join us.”

As he spoke, Ukani's third eye slowly opened, and a mysterious light shone out from it.

Suddenly, a strange picture appeared in Horatio's eyes: a man was standing in a raging fire, holding tightly in his hand a heart that had just been cut out of a human body, and blood was dripping down his arm.

Horatio subconsciously looked around and saw that the date on the cathedral's bell tower clearly showed 999.M41.

[Is this... during the Thirteenth Black Crusade?] He wondered in his heart.

"You asked for this, human." A voice sounded in Horatio's ear, drawing his attention back.

Horatio then discovered that the man in front of him had exactly the same appearance as himself, but his body was covered with many terrible growths.

Like Ukani, his hands had four spiral spears that gleamed coldly in the firelight.

Soon, the spear was retracted and turned back into an arm with blue feathers.

The man was shirtless, with a pair of gorgeous yet strange wings spread out behind him. The blue feathers revealed colorful light, emitting some kind of mysterious and powerful magic that was suffocating.

His handsome face was dotted with beautiful blue feathers, as if he was wearing a gorgeous ball mask, but with an indescribable weirdness.

"I was once a descendant of a legendary hero,"

The man spoke slowly, his voice low and hoarse, “But fate stripped me from the greenhouse with a silver spoon in my mouth and ruthlessly threw me into the dark abyss of the lower nest.

However, I do not resent this fate, because in the Lower Nest, I witnessed all the sufferings of the world, and witnessed countless anger, hatred, pain and sorrow. "

The man's eyes revealed deep despair and anger. "Above the sky, the greedy carnivores of the Guild Alliance live a life of debauchery and depravity. They have no idea that the people of the Middle and Lower Nests are rotting in the sewers, suffering from famine, disease, crime, and tyranny.

Society has collapsed, prices are out of control, and this place is like an abandoned hell.

However, the Void Warriors of the Corpse King were indifferent to the suffering of the people. Their short-sightedness and selfishness allowed all these tragedies to continue, allowing this "derailed train" to rush into an abyss of no return. "

[Is this... what the Abyss Port would be like if I hadn't come to this world and interfered with all this? In other words... the meta-world line?]
Horatio astutely judged this from the man's mumblings.

So, the man in front of me... is "me"? No, to be more precise, the original owner of another world line?
Horatio noticed a detail.

The man in front of him did not have iron hands, but two original and mutated arms with long feathers.

(End of this chapter)