Warhammer: Lord of the Endless Monsters

Chapter 585 The Manifestation of the Chaotic Godhead, Another Dimensional World
The battlefield returned to calm, and the human empire emerged victorious!

Countless ordinary soldiers began to celebrate, embracing each other and wildly celebrating this hard-won victory.

In the past, humanity waged wars all over the galaxy, but could only barely keep the empire running. Countless human worlds were trampled by the abominable aliens, and they were powerless to stop it.

But now the situation is different. The great Primarch has returned, and the great Emperor of Mankind has awakened from his golden throne. Now, the Chaos Emperor poses no threat to them.

The Primarchs also stepped forward, waving to the ordinary soldiers. After a brief celebration, all the Primarchs gathered together again.

Lemanrus asked, "So... can Horus still transform now?"

Logically, if the cosmic beasts leave them, they should no longer be able to use their transformation abilities.
Rhodes smiled and said, "Of course, Darram left behind a ray of light, so Horus can still use the power of the Giant of Light. Horus can still transform into the Giant of Light to fight, and his overall strength has not decreased at all."

This is the mystery of the Giants of Light: even when separated from their human hosts, they can leave their light within the human host's body.

In a sense, the Giants of Light are not physical life forms at all; they are pure energy life forms, just like how Tiga in ancient times could leave behind his fighting body to pass on his power.

"That's enough. I will use this power, the power of the Giant of Light, to continue protecting humanity," Horus said firmly. After merging with the Giant of Light, his soul had also been imbued with the great attribute of light. Now, he could not tolerate any darkness, and even his personality had changed.

This is because Darram was originally a dark giant who transformed into a giant of light. Otherwise, if he were an ordinary giant of light, Horus would probably have become a saint by now.

“I believe you, Horus. So, would you like to fuse with a cosmic beast?” Saint Gilles asked.

Rhodes nodded in agreement. If Horus wanted, he could find a monster with the attribute of light and transform it into a cosmic beast.

"No need. I don't need cosmic beasts. I will only use the power of the Light Giant, which is the power that Darram and I share."

Leon patted him on the shoulder: "Whatever you want, my brother, we all support your decision."

Rhodes gazed at the sky, lost in thought: "But... why would Nurgle create a pseudo-Mortalian? What is it plotting?"

No one can answer this question. Maybe some big, fat green creature ate too much plague and shit, and its brain suddenly went mad.

In Rhodes's opinion, this clone, while possessing a certain level of strength, was still insufficient. It did manage to injure Lemanrus, but Lemanrus had only recently returned.

It had only just fused with a summer cosmic beast; if it were Saint Gilles or another Primarch, this fake Mortalian would have been killed.

"You don't need to worry about the dark side of the Empire. Hurry back to Holy Terra; that's where you should be," Lion King Leon said, looking up at Rhodes.

The success or failure of this Chaos God Glass Project is a matter of life and death for the entire human race, so there is no room for error. Rhodes doesn't need to come here at all. No matter what kind of enemy they are, these Primarchs can handle it.

“I was just a little worried, so I came to check. And since this Mortalian was able to appear, it’s possible that the Primarchs of other traitors could also be cloned by the Chaos God. You need to be careful,” Rhodes said.

For example, there is a certain sage who is very skilled in cloning life fusion technology. You must be extremely vigilant towards him, or you will fall into his trap if you are not careful.

"Don't worry about Rhodes. If such an enemy exists again, we can defeat them with our own strength," Horus said.

This is the most dangerous war the Empire's dark side has ever faced. They could have easily dealt with previous wars with just one of their super pathogens, and now the Chaos forces have been almost completely wiped out.

If the Emperor can rise completely from the Golden Throne in the future and repair a great rift that spans the Milky Way, he can completely bring the dark side of the Empire back into its embrace.

“I understand. I will return to Holy Terra now. You can continue fighting on the shore. As for the Imperial Holy Frontier, you don’t need to worry about it. There will be no problems there,” Rhodes nodded and said.

He has his son, wife, and the Eldar War God Kane who has successfully transformed into a human on the Holy Frontier. The battle there is not as complicated as on the Empire's side, and he can rush over to provide support at any time.

After exchanging words with several Primarchs for a while, Rhode opened a portal and left the planet.

In the following period, the Primarchs began to press their advantage, leaving nothing but devastation in their wake, and the forces of Chaos suffered a crushing defeat.

All the chaotic forces on the dark side of the entire galactic empire, and countless planets infected by chaos, were reclaimed by the Primarchs.

Time passed steadily, and soon three years had gone by. A huge commotion came from the Holy Terra Palace.

The Emperor sat on the golden throne, while Zog, the Angel of Destruction, the Dark Cosmic Emperor Empera, and the Goddess of Life Aisha all breathed a long sigh of relief.

Several years have passed, and they have finally completed their mission; the chaotic godhead has been extracted.

In the past three years, the entire empire has undergone another wave of evolution, with all sorts of new equipment, new enhancement potions, new knight mechs, Titans, and even some fearless mechs being put into use.

With the return of all the Primarchs, the legendary reputation of the Space Marines once again resounded throughout the galaxy, and countless Xenomorphs and Chaos howled in agony under the attack of humanity.

The Empire now possesses unimaginable power, sufficient to counter all attacks from the forces of Chaos, and since Nurgle's sudden attack three years ago, the Chaos Gods have made almost no new moves.

"Is Rodney ready? Soon the Chaos Godhood belonging to Slaanesh will be stripped away."

"You must immediately place it into your alternate dimension to ensure the safety of Holy Terra." Ten years of arduous waiting have finally yielded results.

The emperor now felt an unprecedented sense of relief. He was finally about to destroy a chaotic evil god. As long as he could transfer the god's divine essence into the first-dimensional world, everything he had done would have been worthwhile.

This time, he even risked dragging Holy Terra into danger. After the Chaos Godhood appears in the world, the barrier between the real universe and the warp will be broken.

The remaining three Chaos Gods, Nurgle, Tzeentch, and Khorne, can all descend in their true forms, but the Chaos Godhead belonging to Slaanesh must absolutely not fall into their hands.

No more Slaanesh will be born; a Chaos God will be completely annihilated.

"Don't worry, Emperor, I'm ready. You can begin anytime," Rhodes said calmly. He had made many preparations for this day, and the enhancements to various monsters had reached their limits. The One Punch Space he and Yapool had created together was now much larger than before.

This time, we must hide the Chaos Godhead in our own alternate dimension. We absolutely cannot allow the Chaos Godhead to appear and break the barrier between Holy Terra and the Warp, causing the connection between this place and the Warp to be breached by the four Chaos Gods.

Upon hearing this, the Emperor nodded, and with a forceful pull, a rhombus-shaped crystal emerged from Fugrim's corpse and was completely extracted.

The moment this chaotic, rhomboid crystal appeared, it emitted a wave that defied description, enveloping the entire solar system.

"Right now, put him into your other-dimensional world. We absolutely cannot allow Holy Terra to be corrupted by the power of chaos," the Emperor hurriedly said.

Rhodes nodded, grabbed the rhombus-shaped Slaanesh Chaos Godhead in front of him with both hands, and then activated his special ability to send the Chaos Godhead into another dimension.

In a strange space, Rhodes suddenly appears with the Chaos Godhood belonging to Slaanesh, where the power of the Chaos Godhood cannot affect the real universe.

The moment the Chaos Godhood was stripped away, the veil of the real universe was torn apart. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the three Chaos Evil Gods had been waiting for this day for far too long.

They all awaited this complete descent into Holy Terra, to transform the Emperor into the fourth Chaos God, to give birth to the Dark Lord, to reclaim the divine status of Senne, and then to divide the spoils.

But the actual situation was beyond their expectations. The moment the Chaos God appeared, the universe in the real dimension of the Chaos Subspace was indeed shattered, and it was about to envelop the entire solar system in the subspace, turning it into a subspace paradise.

But strangely, this human named Rhodes suddenly used some means to hide the Chaos Godhood belonging to Slaanesh, and even disappeared entirely.

It does not exist in the subspace, nor in the real universe, nor in the Networld; it seems to have completely disappeared from this universe.

"What's going on? This isn't what we planned! Why? Why has Slaanesh's divine spark disappeared? How could a Chaos Godhead disappear?" The large, green, fat Nurgle roared madly.

He sacrificed a great deal to ensure the success of this plan, even using some of his own primal power to create an incredibly terrifying monster.

But the monster was easily defeated by the Primarchs, which made him feel very hurt.

All of this was done to test the Emperor and ensure the success of this mission.

“Strange, very strange. Why is Chaos God gone? He couldn’t have vanished into thin air. And what about that kid named Rhodes?” Khorne said.

Although he would be very happy that Slaanesh's godhood had completely disappeared, it was not the outcome he wanted to see such terrifying power controlled by others.

Tzeentch, the blue birdman standing to the side, also frowned. This was completely different from what they had expected!

This powerful Chaos Godhead was originally intended to turn the tide of battle, a weapon they planned to use to completely destroy the human empire.

"So our plan failed? You damn birdman, Tzeentch, you said we would succeed."

"After paying such a high price, we gained nothing!" Khorne roared.

Vashtor's expression was not good either, standing beside the three Chaos Gods.

Over the years, he has been bearing the pressure alone on the dark side of the Empire, creating all sorts of bizarre demonic machines, recruiting Chaos Space Marines and traitors to the Empire from among ordinary people.

Then create ominous arks for them, allowing them to plunder throughout the real universe and weaken the Empire's power.

“Something is definitely not right, but don’t worry, guys.”

You can feel for yourself that the Chaos Godhead hasn't disappeared, but rather it's been hidden by some kind of power.

"If the Chaos Godhead disappears, then the Godtail will be vacant. The Warp is a wondrous place; it will give birth to a true god anew." Tzeentch's eyes flickered twice as he spoke.

The Warp is their parent; it gave birth to them and brought them into this world. They are the chosen ones. If their Chaos Godhood were to perish, the Warp should give birth to them again, instead of remaining silent.

The current situation is extremely bizarre, and there is only one possibility: humanity has hidden the Chaos Godhead through some unknown means.

"Damn humans, damn the Emperor!" Khorne roared.

"Then what do we do now?"

"Don't rush, wait a bit," Tzeentch said.

At this very moment, within the alternate dimension created by Rhodes and the Abels, the Chaos Godhead erupted with terrifying energy, and the aura of the subspace permeated the entire alternate dimension.

The newly formed alternate dimension seemed to have received some kind of nourishment, and began to frantically absorb the subspace power from the Chaos Godhead, and then grew rapidly.

This seems like a good thing, but it's not so good either, because the growth of the other-dimensional world has an upper limit, and only by accumulating to a certain point can one break through this limit.

It became even larger, but the other-dimensional world couldn't absorb so much subspace energy pouring in at once.

“Master, if the Chaos Godhead unleashes its subspace power again, our created extradimensional world will not be able to absorb it. You must think of a solution quickly,” the Yapool said with a friendly expression.

This is no joke. The other-dimensional world was a world that he and his master had worked hard to create. It was originally supposed to be their home, but if it were destroyed by this chaotic godhead, it would be a huge loss.

Rhodes also frowned.

(End of this chapter)