Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods.

This turn of events quickly came to an end, and there was no longer any trace of the Plague Lord in the real universe or even in the depths of the warp.

All records of Him and His realm in the real universe have become blank, and related memories have vanished from the minds of all living beings.

Even the past years cannot find any records related to Him, as if He was never born.

The loyal offspring of the Lord of Humanity inexplicably returned to their respective regions, receiving good news from various star systems. They were able to relax for once, as the Human Empire now had hope again, and everything was developing in a positive direction.

But for some reason, they suddenly remembered their three expelled brothers and their legion…

Deep within the subspace, the physical form of Longbo stood before his own domain, gradually coming to a realization.

To be honest, although the Plague Lord looks disgusting, it tastes surprisingly alright, like a unique…

How does it taste?

The priestess's soft voice sounded beside Longbo, interrupting His thoughts and prompting Him to give an instinctive answer:

"good."

"... "

An unexpected silence fell, which suddenly reminded Longbo that the priestess had said he shouldn't eat certain random things...

Looking at the priestess who floated silently in front of him, maintaining a faint smile but not uttering a word, Longbo was at a loss for words.

He raised his hand to defend himself, but the priestess maintained a faint smile and floated back several hundred meters. Although her expression remained unchanged, she directly and unilaterally severed her mental connection with Longbo.

Nevertheless, Longbo could still sense the subtle disdain emanating from her.

The priestess turned to meet Longbo's gaze, smiling as she led the overwhelming army of Chaos Demons toward other realms, politely indicating that those realms might need support.

The overwhelming Chaos Demon Army quickly retreated, splitting into several branches that headed to three different realms.

Seeing this, the golden ship glanced at Longbo without leaving a trace, its eyes flashing with visible disdain. Its eyes darted around, and its eight iron hooves moved lightly, blending into one of the Chaos Demon armies.

But just as the golden ship was about to sail away, Longbo's ruthless hand reached out. By the time it came to its senses, it had already felt the familiar weight behind it, and its horse-like face instantly fell.

Lumberjack naturally wouldn't care about the Golden Ship's disdain. It had devoured everything Nurgle had, and Nurgle did indeed have a strong smell, but that didn't mean Lumberjack would be tainted by the so-called stench.

Their dislike is merely psychological.

Longbo sat back on the back of the golden ship, directing it straight toward other areas.

Despite his arrogant expression and disdainful look, the golden ship still moved forward with its eight iron hooves, despite his reluctance.

Behind it, Longbo closed his eyes again and began to carefully experience the feelings brought about by this battle.

This was His first encounter with beings at multiple levels, and He gained a great deal from it.

Strictly speaking, beings of this level are unkillable, even if defeated and killed by beings of the same level with greater power.

That only put Him into a state like a computer crash, infinitely close to death, with almost everything extinguished.

But as long as the law and phenomenon He represents still exist, He can return again in the endless years to come, and be restored to full glory the moment He awakens.

If it were anyone else, even if Nurgle were to "crash," the only way to completely kill him would be to create an entity that conforms to the laws of Nurgle from scratch.

And ensure that the new being can reach Nurgle's level before Nurgle awakens, replacing his laws and position, so that Nurgle can be completely dead.

But putting aside how difficult it is to cultivate such a being, even if we take a step back and assume that the new god will turn against the cultivator after the cultivation is successful, that is also a big question.

And more likely, it will allow Nurgle to use this to acquire a new form of existence that shares the same laws as himself, and thus come back to life ahead of time.

But Lumberjack is different. One of his laws is consistent with Nurgle's. If Lumberjack kills him and takes over everything from him, then Nurgle will never be able to return.

Luneburg could do the same with other Chaos Gods, though he couldn't deal with them as he had with Nurgle.

But once Lumbert completes his erosion of this subspace, all laws will belong to Lumbert himself, and they will naturally have no chance of returning.

The eight-legged behemoth traversed vast distances and appeared before the Crystal Labyrinth of the Lord of Change, where a battle between the gold and blue factions unfolded before its eyes.

Warriors from the Land of Light are currently the main force, led by young warriors, fighting against the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord, who is subordinate to the Lord of Transformations, Xinliezhi.

Even with the added benefits of the subspace itself and the Lord of Change, these great demons who were subordinate to the Lord of Change were at a complete disadvantage.

The Specium matter of the Ultra race has an extremely high ability to restrain chaotic demons of the subspace type, and the Tzeentch demons were forced to retreat under the fierce offensive.

The labyrinth, built by the Lord of All Changes and containing countless dangerous spells and intrigues, was completely destroyed by a few near-godlike young warriors.

In the fleeting glimpse he caught upon entering the area, Longbo clearly saw the captivating and powerful performance of the young warriors, led by Zero.

Even Ryubo himself had to admit that Zero was truly worthy of being Tsuburaya Productions' favorite son in his previous life; the power of Zero from the Land of Light in the main universe was terrifying.

With this thought in mind, Longbo disappeared at the end of this labyrinthine ruins, entering the battlefield where the Lord of Humanity and the Lord of Change were fighting.

Longbo ultimately chose to target the Lord of All Changes, after all, the battle between the King of Space and the Prince of Pleasure was too...emm, perverted, and an eyesore.

Without a second thought, Longbo gave up on interfering in their battle.

The passionate clash between Noah and the Lord of the Brass Throne seemed overly heated, with the Lord of the Brass Throne regarding Noah as a formidable enemy.

His roars were filled with phrases like "the strongest" and "I'll defeat you," which made him seem less like a crippled dog-headed man and more like a hot-blooded, chuunibyou (delusional) male protagonist.

Although Noah did not respond, judging from his every move that drew blood, as if he were having a great time fighting the Bronze Throne, he was not opposed to a confrontation with his opponent.

In this situation, it was not appropriate for Longbo to intervene.

After careful consideration, Longbo chose the battlefield between the Lord of All Changes and the Lord of Humanity.

The battle between the Lord of Mankind and the Lord of Changes is different from that between Lumberjack and Nurgle. At this moment, they have placed their essence in a higher dimension and are fighting each other using various witchcraft, spells, and methods of time and destiny.

Simply put, it's playing tarot cards.

The two will stage their battle of magic, fate, and all other forces in the form of tarot cards.

Longbo arrived at the battlefield alone and saw the two people playing cards.

In this game of cards, the Lord of Humanity stakes a deck woven from psychic energy, memories, time, and fate, all pointing towards continuity and order.

Tzeentch sat smirking in the flowing blue-silver mist, surrounded by billions of timelines that were not yet fixed. He used all the conspiracies that had not yet occurred, the slight possibility of Lombard's side being defeated in the future, and the probability of his own victory and survival as his trump cards.

Every card He plays is a deception, using countless schemes to force the Lord of Mankind to make the wrong choice, thereby altering reality and directing the game toward a victorious outcome where only the ever-changing Lord survives.

As the most powerful Chaos God in the depths of the Warp, He was confident that as long as He won the game, He could use the game to influence everything, anchor His victory, and become the ultimate victor.

Longbo's forceful intervention brought the Lord of Changes's wicked laughter to an abrupt halt. Fighting two against one was very disadvantageous for Him, and even the only perfect world line He was trying to anchor should not be facing Longbo at this moment.

Longbo's intervention now signals the collapse of the Lord of Change's conspiracy to anchor a perfect ending.

Seeing this, the master of all changes was extremely annoyed and ultimately had no choice but to change his trump card, settling for second best and changing the outcome he was aiming for to survival.

However, Longbo did not give him that chance.

He merely glanced at the tarot deck before raising the Spear of Fate in his hand and overturning the deck, which was located in a higher dimension.

Why are you wasting your time with Him?

"Just chop him up and that will be the end of it."

The tarot game instantly shattered, and the master of all changes froze for a moment, seemingly having already foreseen the outcome.

Seeing the Tarot game turned upside down, the Lord of Mankind drew his sword, ignited it, and sighed, "In His hands are fragments of my offspring's soul, and I want to win his soul back."

In response, Longbo thrust out the Spear of Destiny, burning away the unrealized future that swirled around the Lord of Myriad Changes, piercing through His very essence.

"Just cut him directly, he won't be able to stand it and will vomit it out."

With a whisper from Luneburg, He launched the first attack, turning the Tarot card battle into a primal yet effective fight.

The Lord of Mankind said nothing, and drew his sword to strike as well.

His more than 30,000 years of human experience have made him accustomed to all kinds of dirty tricks, so a mere two against one is something he can easily accept.

Moreover, there's no need to talk about chivalry when facing a despicable scheming creature like the Master of Changes. Why not take advantage of the numbers to fight against the odds?

...

There is no definite passage of time in the warp, but the war still seems to have lasted a long time to many of the participating beings.

Under the overwhelming force of the enemy, almost every demon had to face an enemy several times their size, and even with all their might, they could not win.

The demons under Prince Pleasure were the first to perish. Even the strongest demon was no match for Tartarus and was quickly killed on the spot.

The entire Slaanesh Sixth Ring was wiped out; not a single demon escaped the pursuit. Then, the Primarch of the Alter was purged, leaving no survivors.

Ultimately, even the demons under the Bronze Throne King could not escape the fate they were meant to face. However, compared to other demons, they fought to the death, and many of them were even vaporized while laughing maniacally.

All demons subordinate to the gods were completely destroyed, and even their masters had no power to resurrect them, struggling with only resistance.

After annihilating the demons of three realms, this alien army began to spread throughout the warp, annihilating every demon and monster it encountered.

Through their efforts, the warp was purified, Luna's rate of erosion increased rapidly, and his power grew stronger and stronger.

Just then, as a satisfied voice echoed through the warp, the Prince of Pleasure went into a state of utter paralysis.

He was born ten thousand years ago with a sharp cry, and perished ten thousand years later with a sound. He was not only the youngest chaotic god, but also the shortest-lived one.

After killing the Prince of Pleasure, the Lord of Space reappeared in the warp. Now, his majestic face showed signs of fatigue and his eyes were empty, as if he were a sage who had no desires and was perfect in all things.

After the death of the Prince of Pleasure, the Lord of Change also succumbed to the combined doubles attack of Lunabrück and the Lord of Man, ultimately failing to secure victory.

Almost simultaneously, Noah's divine and dazzling light illuminated the entire subspace, evaporating countless acts of malice and negative energy.

At this moment, the Lord of the Brass Throne also let out a final, satisfied laugh. His laughter was still so bold and excited. For him, it didn't matter who the victor of the battle was; as long as he was satisfied, he could accept any outcome.

Thus, the war in the war zone came to an end. Luna's invasion was no longer hindered, and the war zone he hurled at him almost instantly swallowed up most of the area. The chaotic octagonal light appeared in his palm, and infinite power gradually returned to him.

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P.S.: There will be another chapter tomorrow.

Chapter 260 Incarnation as an Ancient God (The End)

As the war came to a complete end and everything returned to calm, Noah looked around at the chaotic world with an indescribable sense of pity in his eyes, and then spread his arms and Noah's Wings.

A dazzling light emanated from him, illuminating the entire subspace. Upon seeing this, all the Ultra Warriors, including the warriors of the kingdom, also released their own light, spreading in all directions.

The chaotic and disordered world was gradually purified, and the ubiquitous chaotic pollution was forcibly erased.

Many warp entities that survived the war, from the smallest demons to the most powerful lesser gods and even those beyond the bounds of chaos, were also annihilated.

The entire subspace fell silent in an instant; the once ubiquitous whispers and frantic shouts vanished completely, and the raging storm subsided.

The Lord of Mankind gazed at this world, which, though still distorted and dark, was incredibly peaceful and serene, and uttered a sigh: "I never imagined that the Warp would have such a peaceful day."

The King of Space lazily appeared beside him and asked with some surprise, "Although this may be a bit inappropriate, I still want to ask, how did you get off that toilet?"