Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

A clanging sound rang out.

The sword and claws clashed, creating ripples and waves.

"Welcome to my kingdom, my brother."

“You seem quite pleased with yourself.” Ryan stared intently at Koz.

“I am right,” Coz said. “Fear is the best way to rule the stars.”

"Under my management, the crime rate on every planet has remained in the single digits."

"Sounds pretty good." Ryan said with a half-smile. "You still love promoting your fallacies. By the way, what about your predictions? Why aren't you sticking to them anymore?"

When the topic of prophecy came up, Koz's pale face turned somewhat grim.

Saint Gilles' actions in Devon contradicted his prophecy.

He had no idea what was happening on Planet Devon.

This gave him a sense of defeat, as if he had been played by fate.

That's why he begged Saint Gilles to let him go back to see his father.

Only by seeing his father could he confirm his suspicions and find redemption.

What's hateful is that Saint Gilles cast him into the void, leaving him to suffer in agony and despair.

That guy deserved to be turned into mincemeat by Horus.

"Speechless now, it seems you've realized your own foolishness," Ryan mocked. "You were foolish enough to be blinded by some dubious prophecies and become a tool for the gods to harm your father."

"The empire you have built is nothing but another foolish decision."

"It's been ages, and your mouth has become as venomous as Dorn's." Koz grinned, revealing sharp fangs.

"But it's okay. Once you're in my hands, I'll help you correct your mistakes little by little."

Koz transformed into darkness and pounced.

The midnight lords screamed and launched an attack on the lion.

"Then let's see who the ultimate loser is."

The lion let out a deep roar and swung its sword at Coz.

"Protect the original body".

Azrael and other imperial heroes also shouted, standing guard on either side of the lion to share the pressure of the siege.

They were all equipped with longswords and shields covered in bright arcs of electricity, forming a solid defensive line around the lion, blocking the night lords and warp creatures.

The lion and the midnight ghost engaged in a fierce battle.

The two demigod-like warriors were surrounded by boundless and terrifying celestial energy.

The two sides' territories expanded, overlapping and intersecting.

The dark, dense forests of Caliban and pure darkness clash in the metaphysical realm.

However, Caliban's dense jungle quickly gained the upper hand, suppressing the surging darkness.

This is because small figures dressed in robes occasionally appear in the dark woods.

They raised torches to dispel the darkness and illuminate the forest.

As Coz gets closer, they vanish in an instant, as if they had never been there.

The actions of these robed little men greatly reduced the darkness's encroachment on the forest.

In the actual battle, Ryan also gained the upper hand.

When Koz's claw attack missed, Ryan seized the opportunity and slammed the Imperial Shield into his opponent's face.

The force was so great that Coz was thrown heavily, crashing through several giant pillars before finally coming to a stop.

"Ten thousand years ago, you were no match for me, and now, you are still no match for me."

The lion spoke calmly as he strode toward the fallen Coz.

Cough! Cough!!

Kurtz struggled to his feet, spitting out blood.

"It's a bit too early to talk about the outcome now."

“What other cards do you have up your sleeve? Use them all,” Ryan said.

Koz's eyes turned completely black, and his teeth became even sharper, like a vengeful ghost from legend.

“You’re too arrogant, Ryan. If you hadn’t come here, I would never have been able to defeat you.”

"Unfortunately, you've come this far, so you're destined to lose."

The Midnight Ghost reached out, and the scepter surging with terrifying energy suddenly exploded, unleashing a terrifying burst of energy.

The warp creatures lost their anchor and screamed as they were pulled back to the other side.

Ryan's eyes widened; he hadn't expected the other party to be so resolute.

Directly detonate an ancient artifact.

A terrifying impact erupted instantly.

Everyone in the hall was affected, swept up in the attack.

They were like fallen leaves before a hurricane, helplessly at its mercy, crashing into the wall one by one.

The players who had just arrived at the entrance were also thrown back by the force of the attack, slamming heavily into the air.

This force is primarily targeted at the lion.

An indescribable, terrifying force violently lifted him up and slammed him back to the ground.

That malevolent power continued to surge into his body, damaging his armor and physique.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably turn to ashes in an instant.

The lion's armor was tattered and its body bore rotting scars.

That forest, which represented the essence of the subspace, also seemed to have suffered some terrible disaster.

Leaves fell, tree trunks rotted, and the ground became decayed.

The robed little people sprinkled water, which radiated a green glow, onto the withered trees, reviving them.

But compared to the vast forest, their efforts were a drop in the ocean.

"You didn't expect that, Ryan, that I would detonate this ancient relic."

Coz walked to the lion's side, and with a burst of strength, lifted his former brother high into the air.

“This is your repayment, Ryan.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Coz slammed the lion against his knees.

The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the battlefield.

The lion let out a painful cry, and its snow-white mane became disheveled.

The players, including Zhan Shuai and Shijiro, who got up and rushed back into the hall, all showed expressions of shock.

The lion was actually broken in the back by Coz.

"Is this considered revenge?" Silent Night Sky asked in astonishment.

"Is that even a question?!"

"Those brothers are really interesting; their homosexuality is almost becoming a meme."

"Haha, I hope there won't be a storyline where Russ gets his back cut by Magnus later on!!"

"Warhammer fatalism: He who breaks a man's spine will be broken himself."

"........."

"Alright, stop playing around." Jujiro interrupted the group of frivolous guys. "Ryan is an important NPC. If something happens to him, the plot will definitely take a big turn."

"That's right, go protect the original."

"Quick, don't let the Midnight Ghost kill the Lion."

"........."

The players shouted various slogans and charged towards Koz.

"Quickly, go protect the Primarch!" Azrael cried out in anguish.

Zabril, Lazarus, and other warriors fought valiantly, hacking away at the enemies blocking their path, and striving to get closer to the lion's location.

The remaining Night Lords surged out, blocking the path between the players and the Dark Angels.

Coz cast the lion aside and declared himself the victor.

"The outcome is decided, Ryan. This time, I have won."

"Ten thousand years have passed, and I am the ultimate winner."

"Cough! Cough!"

The indescribable pain caused the lion to cough uncontrollably.

Then he burst into laughter again.

"Do you think you can win with the help of those rats and a few ancient artifacts?"

"What other tricks do you have up your sleeve?!" Koz said with a mocking expression.

“We were once our father’s favorites, but now we are not. His favorite is someone else, and now he is coming.”

The lion looked at his brother, a mocking expression on his aged face.

The words fell,

A resounding hymn rang out, echoing throughout the entire world of Talsa.

The people of Tulsa looked astonished.

They all looked up at the sky.

The sun, a blend of gold and black, was slowly emerging.

"what happened?"

"I saw the sun rising."

"How is this going??"

"........."

The faces of the people showed expressions of shock or fear.

They could not comprehend such a miracle.

The players who were engaged in battle also sensed the anomaly.

Zhan Shuai immediately understood what was going on and couldn't help but complain.

"Brothers, the King of Pretenders is about to descend."

Having witnessed so many arrivals of the guide,

The commander was already familiar with this process.

Damn it, it always happens at the moment when you're most ready to show off.

What kind of carrier is this?!

They don't let players show off, they only let NPCs do it.

You won't make money doing it this way!

The awkward man turned his head and glanced at Zhan Shuai.

"How did you become the chosen guide with an attitude like that?!"

"How ruthless must you be to sell your cleavage to have such a background?! You're saying things like that and you don't even get struck by lightning?!"

Zhuge and the sea turtle nodded.