Warhammer 40: Doom

Chapter 86 Sword Name—Judgment! (Thanks again to the generous donor, Nan Ke Yi Zui!)
Doom endured the pain, feeling the unbearable grief recede and sensing the changes in the warp.

He let out a long breath, looked up at the gods, and at the instigators who had brought him everything.

The gods looked back at him, their gazes clashing in the void as if bursting forth with blinding lightning.

After the pain subsided, all that remained in my heart was the rage for revenge.

The realm of chaos trembles! The warp trembles!

Doom's face was filled with a terrifying, sinister hatred, and his eyes gleamed with rage. His gaze passed over the expectant gods and fell upon the depths of the warp.

He raised an arm to the gods and clenched it tightly. His fingernails dug into his palm, drawing blood, and his knuckles cracked under the weight.

The Emperor, who was rapidly advancing through the warp, also heard the oath that echoed through the warp.

“I am Doom.”

His anger erupted like a volcano, and his vows, fueled by hatred, pierced the gods.

Although Daisy was dead, the ritual continued, and Doom's vows echoed through the warp.

His innate rage was burning, an endless fury emanating from within, transforming into a real fire of anger that blazed fiercely on his body.

The voice, though filled with extreme anger, was strangely calm, so calm that it was completely still, as if it were just a normal recitation:
“I am the Son of Heaven! The third son of Norwick, I am…”

His pent-up rage suddenly erupted, and his furious roar echoed throughout the warp: "I am the anticipated... Doom Slayer!"

boom!
The warp trembled with Doom's rage, his vows unleashing boundless waves: "I hate the gods! I swear to kill the gods! I will exact my revenge!"

"I will destroy chaos! I will personally slay my enemies!"

He was roaring, roaring with all his might, venting with all his might!

The oath to challenge the gods echoed through the warp, awakening a powerful force that had slumbered for countless years.

The subspace encompasses everything. It includes even the most degenerate, disordered, and extreme chaos.

Throughout the endless ages, the existence of the gods has never changed, but there has never been a lack of forces that challenge them.

Countless lives exist in the universe, but only the strongest dare to challenge the gods.

These are all thoughts of the powerful who have fallen from grace, a disdain and contempt for the corrupt gods, which have been twisted by the warp into extreme ideologies toward the gods.

The concept of "god-killing" has always existed, slumbering deep within the subspace.

Today, a powerful being from the real universe has declared itself and indicated its intentions to the warp.

He is a powerful being from the real universe, not some filthy dregs from the warp.

His anger and hatred awakened the god-slaying waves that had been dormant deep within the warp for countless years!

In the warp, the concept of god-slaying surges like an underground river, converging into a colossal wave in the void.

The concept of god-slaying flowed by, and that powerful concept silenced the entire subspace.

The demons that are extensions of the will of the gods make people tremble at the mere sight of them.

The four gods fell silent.

Those arrogant god-slayers left their mark in the warp, and today they have been awakened by someone who challenged the gods.

With their help, the god-slayer and his weapon met their destined encounter.

Doom stood in the center of the altar, his body burning with blood-red fury.

His declaration of war against the Chaos Gods received a response from the Warp; such is the power inherent in one's being.

His rage grew increasingly violent, the runic markings on his chest glowing terrifyingly, the very essence of the Doom Warrior responding to him.

"what is that?"

The gods were communicating, and even they could not stop the ritual. The warp responded to Doom.

The rune markings of Doom, glowing brightly red, exude a powerful concept—something the gods have coveted from the very beginning.

That kind of ancient, tracing back to the original, mysterious essence.

Tzeentch, being stared at by his brother, also saw the primordial essence on Doom's chest. After looking at it for a long time, he finally said, "I don't know."

Even the gods who know the past and future, the all-knowing god of magic, do not know what it is at this moment. Of course they do not know. It is the essence of the Doom Warrior, the supreme essence of a creator god.

This essentially responded to Doom.

His will, driven by revenge against the gods and hatred of demons, transformed into a variety of concepts.

Slaughter, erasure, plunder, destruction—the violence his soul craved manifested in a variety of concepts.

The concept of the Destructive Essence Responds was held in Doom's left hand, forming a mark identical to the rune on his chest.

Doom didn't know exactly what runes were, but concepts need a carrier, otherwise they would quickly fade away.

Facing the gods, he punched the stone altar, shattering it.

He casually broke off a stone and held it high in his right hand: "Even with just this! With a broken stone in my hand, I will slaughter the gods!"

Doom knew what he needed: a weapon, a weapon that could sever the heads of the gods.

The flames of boundless rage flowed up his arm and into the stone, where the inorganic matter dissolved gradually like iron.

What is the first impression that intelligent beings have of an ordinary stone?
Hard! Hard!

This is a concept that originates from the first impressions of intelligent beings, and is also the most primitive impression.

In his mind, Doom imagined that the stone should become a sword hilt, and the gushing blade should represent anger and killing intent.

The moment the sword hilt took shape, Doom slammed the rune mark in his left hand into the stone hilt!
Bang!
The saber teeth opened, and a red light blade shot out, its surface engraved with dense runes, all of them vicious curses related to killing.

It was an extremely aggressive red lightsaber. The broad blade was engraved with runes, with horns extending horizontally from the tip, and the hilt had serrated edges.

"Gods!"

Doom raised his longsword with one hand, pointing it at the Four Gods who were still observing in the warp: "This is my resolve! A testament to my revenge against you!"

"Boom!"

With his vow, the god-slaying killing intent gathered in the warp poured down and merged into the lightsaber.

The sword hilt is engraved with god-slaying script, making it appear even more ferocious and sharp. A material resembling demon skin is wrapped around the hilt, becoming an ancient leather handguard.

Sword Name—Judgment!
Its name was proclaimed by the blade, resounding throughout the entire warp, its malevolent killing intent echoing in the ears of demons and gods alike.

It was forged from Doom’s endless rage and hatred, and can only be wielded by a god-slayer; it is an enemy of all gods and demons!

When the Sword of Judgment appeared, the gods knew of its power.

It is the first and only god-slaying weapon, and also a demigod-like existence.

The Judgment Sword was imbued with its own concept by Doom; any demon touched by it would be completely erased, and it would also strip the demon of its power to strengthen itself.

Although it is a sword, it possesses its own subspace form, and although it is not displayed, the concept of that form certainly exists.

The Sword of Judgment—Judgment of the Gods.

The concept of god-slaying is something that truly makes the gods fearful.

That malevolent being that erases divinity is the only being capable of harming the gods; it is the true "god-killing weapon."

A powerful weapon that surpasses even "divine" artifacts.

Now it is in the hands of a person who hates the gods, making it the most dangerous combination.

"Gods!"

Doom gripped the weapon with both hands, and the Judgment Sword immediately grew longer and larger, becoming a two-handed greatsword.

He held his lightsaber in front of him, obscuring half of Doom's face, his killing intent undiminished: "Come on! Face me!"

"Gods—" Doom's arms bulged with muscles, and the crimson blade of his Judgment Sword suddenly flared, making his face glow blood red: "Today we must give an explanation!"

In the calmed subspace, the golden sun stopped in its tracks.

He heard the oaths to kill gods and the sharp edge that pierced divinity, then suddenly stopped, pondered for a moment, and turned back.

"No matter where you are, I will find you! Wait for me!"

(Brothers, please bear with me. The Devil Engine is too noisy, I just can't stand it, all I want to do after finishing this is run away.)
Does anyone remember the narration during the opening of the coffin?
(End of this chapter)