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Chapter 501: Gaga! The Myriad Changes Life-Cultivating Fist!

The crows that herald the death sounded just in time.
Titus's dark eyelids slowly faded, reflecting the last few visions of the future.

Among them was the scene where Be'lak's head exploded under the Raven Guard's bullet.
Titus knew from the beginning that he could not defeat Be'lakor by brute force alone.
After all, Bilak is the first demon prince, so powerful that even Kahn today cannot defeat him.

Even though the damage done to him by Fat Tiger Demon has not been completely healed, it is still difficult for Titus to defeat him.

But Titus is not fighting alone. The mysterious Raven Guard is always hiding in the shadows, looking for an opportunity to kill him with one strike.

Titus used the foresight given to him by Conrad Curze to find a way to create that opportunity.
He hid the psychic power he had acquired, quietly accumulating psychic energy, and a psychic lightning caused considerable damage to Bilak.

Be'lak was completely distracted by Titus at this time, and the Raven Guard took the opportunity to pull the trigger.
In the future Titus had originally seen, Be'lakor's brain had exploded, his physical body had been destroyed, and he had been sent back into the warp.
But at the last moment, the future in Titus's eyes underwent a rugged and strange change, as if a hand was quietly manipulating cause and effect and fate.

"Bilak, I need you to open the door!"

Erebus's voice sounded at this moment, just right.

"Useless!" Bilak turned around and cursed: "You can't even open the door——————"

The large-caliber steel needle spun and pierced into Bilak's shoulder. The flesh and blood condensed by the power of the subspace splashed, and the ashes of the untouchables, the ashes of the star torch, and the water of thirst burst instantly.

The ashes of the Untouchables suppressed the warp reaction, the ashes of the Astronomican caused the warp energy that made up his body to run wild, and the water of thirst gnawed the moisture in his flesh and blood on the material level.
Bilak let out a sharp whine, but it was precisely because of Erebus's voice that the large-caliber steel needle did not hit his head directly and failed to take his life directly.

The first demon prince did not hesitate, raised the shadow blade in his other hand and slashed at his arm.

The arm holding the large-caliber steel needle fell to the ground and instantly exploded into a burst of shadows and ghostly fire,

Bilak's face twitched, and he instantly looked in the direction where the steel needle came from. He swung the Shadow Blade, and a dark flame splashed out and stabbed in that direction.

But Sharokin was an excellent sniper. He only fired one shot, and after that, regardless of whether the shot hit the target or not, he would quickly change positions to avoid being hit.
Sharokin also understood that by exposing himself he had lost the chance to snipe Bilak again, so without any hesitation he dived into the shadows and headed for a location where he was more needed.

Zhou Yun's expression slightly changed as he watched this scene through the tracking mirror.

This is such a coincidence, it's unbelievable.
The only possibility is that someone played a trick on fate and let Bilak dodge the sniper shot.
The person who can do this is obviously Tzeentch.

It seems that Tzeentch has already digested those domains that were forced upon him and that were not completely compatible with the Hellstorm Domain to a certain extent, and has also recovered some lost domains and restored some interference in the material universe.

However, he obviously has not fully recovered yet, and cannot intervene more directly. He just hides quietly in the curtain of reality and plays with fate.
The only thing that is a bit strange is how can the traces of this change of fate be so obvious? So crude and unrefined,
This is not very Tzeentch's style.
Zhou Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.
Damn Jianqi, how could he do the same thing as him? !
Zhou Yun also used a prop to control fate, making Erebus unlucky.

However, Zhou Yun's playing with fate was a wise move, while Jianqi's playing with fate was a shameless villain who couldn't afford to play with himself and stood on the chessboard!

Now we have to see whether Tzeentch's ability to manipulate fate is stronger, or whether the curse triggered by the hatred of Kahn and Raum with the help of props is more powerful.

Tzeentch used his strong arms to bend the fate of Erebus and Bilakor, forcing the flow of fate to match his wishes.

In the past, Tzeentch preferred to fine-tune the strings of fate like playing with puppets, but as his domain underwent some changes, Tzeentch discovered a better and more efficient way to control fate.
That is to beat fate, use the strong arm muscles to bend fate, if fate does not yield, then beat fate even harder,

Exercise your muscles, and then use your muscles to change your destiny. It turns out that the way of muscles is the way of change.

Satisfied, Tzeentch twisted the trajectory of fate more violently and forcefully.
But gradually, he discovered that something was wrong, some strong and unyielding misfortune loomed over the fate of Erebus.

Even Tzeentch's well-trained muscles could not break this misfortune. It was as solid as a curse that had accumulated for ten thousand years. It must be because he was not trying hard enough!

The fate of Erebus must continue to be beaten even harder!!!
Don't be afraid! Erebus! Your great God Tzeentch will help you get rid of the misfortune in your fate! !

Gaga Gaga!! The Myriad Changes Life-Cultivating Fist!!
The thick shadow summoned by Be'lakor continued to wriggle, swallowing up his disciples and the Word Bearers who followed Erebus.
As if that wasn't enough, Bilak dragged those rebellious knights who didn't come to the Lord of Light into the shadows.
Bilak absorbed their vitality and quickly restored his body. In the blink of an eye, he was almost fully recovered.

He had no choice. If it wasn't necessary, he really didn't want to waste all the disciples he had accumulated over the past ten thousand years.
After recovering from his injuries, Be'lakor did not get entangled with the remaining Astartes, leaving them to the Khorne beast created by Erebus to deal with, and quickly came to Erebus' side.
Erebus's state at this moment is also a bit strange.

He was pale, shaking all over, and his eyes looked a little dazed.

Bilak quickly realized that Erebus's soul was trembling. No, it wasn't the soul that was trembling, but something deeper was trembling, causing the soul to react.
Yes. Destiny?

Be'lakor sensed that Erebus's fate was fluctuating violently.

"Don't worry about me, I just suddenly have a headache." Erebas said, shaking his head violently, as if he was completely unaware of his own problem.

Bilak was too lazy to care about Erebus and turned his attention to the door lock.

"what your name?"

Bilak grinned at this question.

"You still need me to answer such a simple question?"

"My answer is, Bilak——————"

(My head hurts a bit, the next chapter will be a little late)

(End of this chapter)