Warhammer

Al was moved for a moment and did not dodge. It was not until the last moment that he made up his mind, pushed Miaoying away, and walked forward.

It seemed that the owner of the road's end was extremely unhappy because he refused to give in to any persuasion, and the following scene made it difficult for Al to calm down.

Chapter 21: Al, Don't Surrender

The scene before him was exactly the scene when Beast King Zaken put Aiur aside at the beginning of his birth.

Zaken, who had long been dead, was now walking towards Celestine, who was naked, covering her chest with one hand, with a look of shame on her face, with the trident held high between her legs.

Al was suddenly tied up, with several evil-horned beasts surrounding him, leaving only a small gap through which the scene between Zaken and Celestine could be seen clearly.

"Minotaur me (how are you)!"

The so-called poem says:

He vowed to sweep away the ox head without caring about his own life, and five thousand war gods died in the dust.

The poor bones at the Thunder Cliff are still the pure love of those days.

Mother of Fury!

A huge shadow appeared behind El, and the towering giant god from the other side swung the saw-like and axe-like weapon in his hand and smashed down fiercely.

Al also jumped high, knocked Zaken to the ground with one punch, and then burst out with incredible strength to pick it up and throw it out.

Then he rushed over quickly, tearing the horned beasts that were charging towards him with his bare hands on the way. He walked to Zaken and separated it from its trident again, leaving his crotch completely covered in holes and blood.

Then he violently tore off Zaken's sheep's head and broke it into several pieces, and tore off the body piece by piece, until the beast king was completely reduced to a pool of rotten meat.

Then he picked up the naked Celestine horizontally, with blushes on her cheeks and tears flowing in her eyes. She looked at El without blinking, until El couldn't stand his biological mother looking at him like that. He exhaled softly, and the woman in his arms turned into countless points of light and dissipated, and then he continued to walk forward.

On the way, Al used a pair of fists that were less than one year old to beat to death countless minotaurs, demons, yellow-haired kids, little brats, Niko, and fat uncles. The scenes he saw covered all the memories he had seen in his previous life.

Until finally I dragged a newly moved-in Negro out of the house of a neighbor's wife whose husband had not returned home late at night because of overtime work. The wife was yelling in English at me that I had not done anything.

The married woman with big breasts and long legs, who looked very much like Mizurei Kei, a pure and lustful person, had a blushing face and her charm was evident in her words. She hurried out, lay on the door frame, and stared at Al closely.

"The Minotaur does not need a crime, the Minotaur is the crime."

The immature boy grinned, and the married lady's face turned a little redder, and her breath became heavier.

Then, as Nico screamed, Al used both hands at the same time and tore him into two pieces from bottom to top.

Blood splattered all over the boy and the adult wife.

He turned around and looked at the married woman who seemed to be completely unaware of the blood and organs all over her body and only looked at him with a lustful look, and sighed:

"Don't let lust capture women, be nice to your husband - in the real world, no woman will be subdued by a piece of meat!"

Then he blew it over in one breath, and the married woman and the entire building turned into points of light.

Al continued to walk forward. The further he walked, the clearer his mind became and the faster he thought. A lot of knowledge and memories that he had previously forgotten came to mind.

He could recall his memory, every movement, every look and detail of Celestine, and could sense what emotions and thoughts these movements and details represented.

As Al gained more and more, his rage grew.

"I know everything."

Al raised his hand, observed the lines on his palm, and sighed as if making a statement.

"I am outraged by you and your actions."

He declared to the Master at the End of Darkness.

Then, he was forced to his knees by the terrifying force of the magnetic field, which was comparable to the power of 100,000 or even 90,000 horsepower.

The skin all over his body was cracked, blood vessels burst, and his eyeballs were swollen to the point of breaking at any time due to the congestion pressure.

[Submit to me! Now!]

[Declare to Chaos that I am your only eternal mother! ]

The master of this world was obviously so angry that the entire world was affected by her emotions and turned into a blood-red galaxy battlefield.

"mom!"

Al cried out with a sobbing voice.

The owner at the end of the darkness, who had no entity but liked to transform into a woman's appearance, was stunned by the angry expression on her face, and immediately put on a gentle smile, ready to accept the arrival of her child as a loving mother.

But then I heard Al sobbing and speaking intermittently

"Since I was born...I have only had one mother!"

"Call for help!"

The world was silent for a moment.

A huge wave swept towards him.

There was no gap between Al's right face and the ground, but his hands were firmly clasped on the ground, pushing down little by little.

"I really want my family and my mother, and I even have some lustful and incestuous thoughts in my heart!"

"but not now!"

He slammed the ground hard and supported himself with his bloody hands.

"I do like breasts, I long for the opposite sex, I long for mature bodies! I like erotic things. Some people work hard to learn more professional skills and techniques, some people work hard to go to the moon, I stay in the apartment alone and watch the spirit world, and when I turn 20, I will go to Siberia and live my life as I please..."

Al exhaled.

"But————But I will never be like those livestock that were kept in captivity by monsters like you seventy years ago by stuffing pacifiers into their mouths, giving them some milk and some welfare!"

He was pressed to the ground, screaming with all his might.

Because there were many people who didn't want to live that way and shed sweat and blood, so Al and his generation stood up and were able to be human beings instead of being expendable materials.

"I want family affection, I want family affection that is truly mutually recognized; I want family, and I also want them to recognize my family!"

"You turned me into a child and gradually reduced my IQ to that of a child of several years old!"

Al gritted his teeth and walked forward, leaving pools of blood with every step.

"My (silent) mother!"

"My (silent) mother!"

"Setra!"

He shouted in a cracked voice.

Across the sea from Estalia, but theoretically the distance from the warp can be infinite or close to zero, the great desert of Khemri, a certain emperor with the title of a dish sneezed (fog)

"Settra is not a subject, but a master!"

Then Al collapsed and he couldn't walk anymore.

The will was still mechanically urging the body, but the body was completely unable to move. Fear, even the blood was running backwards, they were afraid of the origin of this world.

The Power of Chaos, one of the Dark Gods with countless names and countless followers, has arrived.

Purple fog surged in from all directions, building a high wall in front of Al, and countless figures emerged in it. Flickering, it showed scenes of sorrow and joy, separation and reunion, and entanglement.

It is impossible to describe it with words or even concepts, it can only be described simply by the word "female" which is judged directly from the appearance.

———He is the man of all women, and the woman of all men; He is loved by lovers, loved by relatives, desired by those who desire, and desired by those who crave.

The stars of the sky trembled together and sang with joy:

"Welcome - the daughter of Chaos!"

Al's heart stopped for a moment, then resumed beating.

"The owner of the Elysian Gardens!"

His thoughts seemed to be leaving him.

"The eternal ruler of paradise!"

"Mother of El Mordred (the son of rebellion)!"

"The Great Delighter!"

The stars' chant ended with a drawn-out "S" and fell silent again.

Al's powerless body was slowly lifted up and floated into the purple mist. His last consciousness warned him:

Next, Al must face the God of Chaos who insists on calling himself his mother.

Chapter 22: The fastest clearance! The legend of reincarnation!

"What are you standing there for?"

The companion ran past Al, patted his shoulder, turned his head and asked in confusion: "Leia and the others are leaving, aren't you in a hurry? If it's any later, the space station will be launched!"

Al came out of his confusion and looked at his companion: a black-African youth about the same age as Al, with an extra mechanical arm hanging under his right hand.

"Wells Shi"

His Chinese name is Shi Simin.

He suddenly remembered the other person's name. He remembered it clearly because they had assembled that robotic arm together. It had its own network coverage, supported holographic projection, simple engineering operations, and surgical operations...

"Why are you here?"

Al blinked, confused.

"Oh my god, did you go crazy last night?"

Wells slapped his forehead, took a few steps back, grabbed Al's hand and ran forward.

"You said you were standing there like a big iron pillar. You didn't show up when Leia wanted to leave. Wait until she goes to Siberia and you can see if she is young or not. You'll be done with it."

It is said that he learned his accent from an engineering expert from Northeast China in a traditional folklore class. The expert is over 80 years old and even his Chinese name was given to him by the other party. It is said that he is a very famous general in history.

Al and the expert were born in the northeast and southwest of China respectively.

"and many more!"

He slapped Wells's mechanical arm hard, making a banging sound and his palm turned red.

“Isn’t this right?!”

He stepped back and put a hand between Wells and him.

"What's wrong?"

"You!" Al raised his other hand and hit his forehead, "You shouldn't be here!"

The Welsh black man looked confused, "Then where should I be?"

"No! No! I mean.....you!"

Al stuttered and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Grass!"

"Come on, stop messing around, let's go, we're really going to miss the launch ceremony!"

Wells came over again and tried to pull him back, but Al backed away, bumping into the wall and slowly sliding down.

The grey corridor is made of metal-like material, with a transparent screen on one side, through which you can see the huge and majestic base of the launch tower, which symbolizes mankind's exploration of the universe.

"incredible....."

"That's enough, let's go!"

Wells came to take his hand again.

"Negor."

Al dodged his hand again and uttered a word silently.

"Fuck? What are you talking about?!"

Wells was a little angry. His mechanical arm clenched its fist and he stared at Al with wide eyes.

"I say Neige, Neige! Neige who plays cotton!"

Al was picking on Wells like crazy.

"Fake Squid!"