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Chapter 338: The Light That Finally Pierced the Chaos (1/3)

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Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Behind the curtain, there was a slow applause, as if mocking a struggle that was doomed to fail.

Immediately afterwards, four voices intertwined, carrying endless arrogance and contempt, descending like a decree from heaven.

+Even if you achieve this so-called golden elixir, what good will it do? +
+You still haven't crossed that chasm, and haven't even touched the edge+
+You have simply gone from being a mortal to becoming a stronger mortal.+
Zhuang Boshi looked up and saw that he had lost the future superposition state that allowed him to adapt infinitely to the subspace. He was now facing the terrifying existence behind the curtain with only his mortal body.

The four majestic figures were like four complete worlds. The sense of oppression surged like a tide, making even breathing extremely difficult.

They have stepped out of the Warhammer universe and arrived outside the Great Barrier of Ilúvatar, sticking close to it!

Like a giant observing the insects in a cage!

If Chu Xuan had not used the last bit of his causal power to restrain it, the last fragile barrier of the Ilúvatar Great Barrier would have collapsed long ago.

But Zhuang Boshi could clearly sense that the cycle of cause and effect left by Chu Xuan had completely dissipated, and there was no force that could stop them anymore.

He is the last resister in this world and he is the only one left.

And what stood in the way of the Supreme Heaven was only a tattered and crumbling barrier.

+Look, you failed+
Zhuang Boshi looked down and the scene of Middle-earth appeared before him.

The demons were roaring, the living were sinking, and the number of humans, elves, and dwarves decreased sharply. They fell one by one and turned into cold corpses.

Ten thousand.

one thousand.

one hundred.

ten.

zero.

The last fortress, Lonely Mountain, fell. Corpses piled up under the ruined city walls, and heads were impaled on spears and hung on the city walls for public display.

Humans, Dwarves, Elves, Astartes.

Blood dyed the earth red and bones paved the stairs.

He saw many familiar figures in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, but now they had turned into unrecognizable wreckage.

He closed his eyes reluctantly, and the end of a world played out before his eyes, just like the countless worlds destroyed by chaos over billions of years.

With the fall of Lonely Mountain, the world lost its last bit of light.

The universe shook, and the great barrier of Ilúvatar was completely shattered.

After sixty years of erosion, this world finally broke free from the protection of the Creator God and had to face the cruel universe.
+Come, join the world and the glorious chaos! +
The treacherous voice sounded again, carrying endless temptation.

+Sometimes, you have to accept your destiny+
+Resistance only leads to deeper despair+
The obscene voice whispered.

+I will hollow out your brain, devour your soul, and eat you clean+
The rumbling roar shook the air.

+I need your body, you will become the most powerful warrior+
The kind old man sighed.

+He is so pitiful, why can't we let him join our big family? +
Zhuang Boshi did not answer, but focused all his attention on the divine eye between his eyebrows.

The Wanjie Golden Pill in the dantian was spinning wildly, and the vast true energy turned into a vortex, triggering the psychic tide of the subspace.

In this blessed land, every stone contains a high concentration of spiritual energy, which is now converging towards him like a tsunami.

Absorb, transform, output, compress.

Mysterious cultivation runes lit up on his body surface, and the bright and vast true energy intertwined with the destructive and malicious ether energy, one positive and one negative, one yin and one yang, and finally converged in the divine eye.

The four tall figures behind the curtain seemed to have sensed something and began to shake violently.

Dark blue, scarlet, eerie purple, and rotten green, four terrifying colors expanded behind the curtain and transformed into four giant hands holding up the sky.

Stretching out from the dark and desperate universe, it followed the four pillars of heaven and squeezed into the world of Arda.

Countless demons also emerged from the space cracks, turning into a chaotic evil cloud that covered the sky and the sun, and pounced on Zhuang Boshi with roars and grins.

+You still have a lot of tricks up your sleeve, but it's too late+
Four giant hands pressed down on his head, and time and space collapsed at this moment, as if no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape this destined ending.

+The so-called effort, the so-called struggle, the so-called salvation, survival or destruction all depends on the will of God in a moment+
+I, dwell in the highest heaven+
+I am God's will+
Your so-called elixir of eternal bliss, your so-called reincarnation to save the world, are like the light of a firefly compared to the moon in the vast sky compared to the will of heaven.
Four voices exploded simultaneously, each word sounding like divine decree and each sentence like an oracle, yet deep within them flowed twisted malice.

Wherever the sound waves passed, the dimension was torn like paper.

However, the light of a firefly can eventually burn the hand that holds up the sky.

The light of hope was born here.

That is not a simple light, but the subspace itself is burning. It is the ultimate counterattack of "hope" against "despair" and the final judgment of "order" against "chaos"!
The infinite energy of the Silmaril in the dantian erupted instantly at this moment, and the divine eyes between the eyebrows shone brightly.

Light exploded from the calamity force between heaven and earth, a ball of white light burning to the extreme, like a small star burning out all the brilliance accumulated for billions of years.

Like a spear, it pierced through the Eye of Terror and the Four Heavenly Pillars that gathered endless terror, and crashed into the chaotic evil cloud that devoured everything.

It was a ray of light that could not be described by any known laws of physics. The moment it was born, it tore through the veil of the subspace.

The chaotic energy along the way evaporated like boiling water, and the immortal bodies that the demons were proud of decomposed into the most basic information flow in the light, directly allowing their souls to return to the heavens.

But this is just the beginning.

When the Chaos God links the two worlds together, it not only means that the Warhammer universe can penetrate into Arda, but also means that the Arda universe can reversely influence the Warhammer universe.

The light pierced the Universe of Arda, leaving an eternal scar on the sky of Tolkien's Middle-earth.

The Light continued on, penetrating the Warp barrier of the Warhammer Universe.

Slaanesh's Palace of Pleasure, Khorne's Brass Throne, Nurgle's Plague Gardens, Tzeentch's Labyrinth of Fate—the four realms of the evil gods ignited simultaneously! The light continued to advance, piercing through the Warp and entering the real universe from the Eye of Terror. This light split the galaxy like a sword of creation.

At this moment, many creatures in the multiverse saw this light.

It is not only destruction, but also hope.
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Plague Garden.

The first drop of rain fell from the sky. Mortarion reached out his hand and touched his face. Under his eyes, he felt the wetness.

He held out his rotten fingers, the tips of which were the rotten flowers of the plague garden.

Withered.

Turned into a pile of ash.

Mortarion thought, he raised his head and subconsciously looked at the place outside the garden.

What on earth... happened?

Then the world answered him.

Mortarion shuddered unconsciously, his rotting eyes flashing with the warp-tearing flash.

The next moment, the Father's garden was on fire.
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Scarlet Star Sector, Planet Baal.

The Zerg swarm is like an ocean, about to submerge the home planet of the Blood Angels, the birthplace of the Archangel Sanctified.

The Blood Knights, Crimson Angels, Lean Angels and other sub-groups are constantly retreating under the pressure of the Tyrone Zerg.

Boltguns, power swords, and plasma cannons still couldn't stop this wave of flesh and blood.

The warrior bugs covered tightly in their carapace were running in the sea of ​​bugs, rushing forward with the explosions of the Space Marines and killing them with a knife.

Blood Angels Chapter Captain Dante led the charge, slaying a warrior bug before standing on its corpse and letting out a battle cry.

"For the Emperor!"

"For Sangres!"

As a hero who was ordered to lead the battle group to fight for a thousand years in times of crisis, he must always maintain his strong and majestic image in front of outsiders.

But he knew that he was now in a dead end and could not hold on.

He has already arranged for some of his successors to withdraw from the war, and he will die for Baal.

At this moment, a ray of light spanning the Milky Way flashed before their eyes.

It was comparable to the explosion of the Great Rift, but this light was completely different from the Warp.

In an instant, all the insect swarms seemed to be affected by this light and stopped attacking. Under the astonished eyes of the Holy Blood Angels, one by one the insects actually returned to the hive.

The swarm of insects that originally surrounded Baal actually followed the direction of the light and left.

what happened.

Dante had fought for the Emperor for a thousand years, but he had never seen anything quite like it.
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On the dark side of the empire, in the countless abandoned human worlds, those remaining humans who defended the empire once again witnessed the subversion of the world.

No, it's the collapse of chaos.

The light beyond chaos streaks across the Milky Way, illuminating the long night.

Those Chaos demons are wailing, and those aliens are fearful.

This represents that the "Human Destiny Resonance" plan has once again covered the world.

The humans who dominate everything seem to be coming back!
The golden dome of the Terra Palace also gleamed brightly in the afterglow of the light.

The Grand Marshal of the Guards, Trajan, should have been inspecting the Imperial Palace for the Emperor, just as he had at any other time in the past few hundred years.

But at this moment, he stayed in front of the lookout tower and couldn't calm down for a long time.

The brilliant light that streaked across the Milky Way drove the entire Terra crazy.

Trajan did not kneel on the ground and praise the emperor's majesty like those mortals and high lords.

Because he could tell that this was not the power of the Emperor, this light was bursting out from the Eye of Terror.

Moreover, the light ignited the Eye of Terror, allowing it to see a scene similar to a supernova explosion above Terra.

What dramatic changes have occurred in the subspace?
An inexplicable sound came from behind him, and Trajan's heart beat violently. He turned around, but saw the emperor sitting on the throne for thousands of years without moving, his lips trembling slightly.

A tear ran down His dry face, sparkling in the golden light.
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The messenger from another universe threw a spear towards the Warhammer world, which was enough to change all destinies and let the world see a ray of hope.

The light that tears through the darkness illuminates this dark universe.

Everything in the world trembled, and angry screams were heard from the highest heaven.

The boiling sea of ​​ether stirred up waves of blasphemy, which were the broken wails of billions of pierced demons, condensing into pus-like chaotic entities in the ocean of psychic energy.

After this blow, the galaxy flickered and everything restarted.

Although soon, a breeze from the curtain blew past, smoothing out the wrinkles left by the light, the power of chaos was revealed at this moment, reaching its true peak.

Darkness covers and chaos returns.

The Supreme Heaven tried to regain control of fate, but this light left an indelible flame of hope in this desperate universe.

Hope is not dead.

(End of this chapter)