I am the magnetic field maniac

Accumulating strength and blasting out violently, Leon's answers to the complex questions and situations posed by these artificial intelligences remained simple, without any change.

Fist! Force! A bigger fist! A stronger force! The biggest fist! The strongest force! A transcendent fist! A transcendent force!

"Roar!!"

There is only one simple answer, the beast's mind is not so complicated. With such a punch, a terrifying lion that occupied half of the space was knocked out!

Leon didn't have any thoughts about particles, stellar cores, gravity, or complicated formulas, and he was too lazy to think about them. Pure violence was the only thought in his mind.

A fight is a fight. Who says that punching you in the face is inferior to fighting with a bunch of formulas? Damn it, the only purpose of a fight is to knock down the opponent, as long as this purpose is achieved!

Pure violence, pure damage, the punch that Leon threw was so pure, so successful - it knocked down the enemy! !

"Gah! How, how could this happen?!"

Along with the fist force that almost occupied half of the galaxy...

The surging Killer Whale Fist instantly broke through the hundreds of moves mimicked by the hateful intelligence. The vacuum formed overlapping and broken space waves with the roar of the powerful moves... and the giant creature was shattered in an instant without anything left!

This thing that was beyond their understanding and beyond their data calculation almost caused these AIs to crash!

They couldn't understand why hundreds of powerful and more sophisticated moves, all of which were 990,000 HP, could be broken by Leon's simple and plain attack? !

"You have no thoughts, no soul, so your tricks will never be able to defeat me!"

Leon clenched his fists, and the violent force directly shattered the power armor on his body, and his long golden hair danced wildly under the control of the certificate.

"Quick, turn back time!!"

Seeing that they were unable to resist, the hateful intelligences decisively chose to shamelessly reverse time!

As the time force covering the entire galaxy began to flow backwards, Leon had already found a way to crack it.

"Black hole power, come to me!!"

Leon roared wildly, without any scruples, and even used the black hole power techniques instinctively as if he was seeking death!

A powerful and tangible gravity exploded with him as the center, and then, a dark vision from which not even light could escape instantly spread!

Gravity was distorted crazily, and even the technology that could reverse time was useless in the face of the extreme reversal of gravity.

Gravity is an important factor in the composition of time, and the singularity of the strange explosion is enough to resist all time.

In a ten-millionth of a second, or even shorter, Leon's power made it impossible for the distorted time to reappear. Not only that, in this moment of pause, he punched out again!

"Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine horses of power·Sea Tiger…Explosive Fist!!"

With his hair and beard standing on end and pushed forward with rage, a punch that was so close to self-destructive power caused countless blood plasma vessels to burst out of Leon's body... and then, such a punch caused a power and terror like the collapse of the sky and the collapse of the earth!

Every atom in the vacuum is exploding, every existing material structure is exploding!

Trillions of tons of matter were instantly transformed into the purest electromagnetic radiation, sweeping away the horrific destruction to form a dazzling star, which then exploded a second time!

This broad cosmic vision was completely flattened by Leon's desperate punch, and the cycle of time was reversed and destroyed in an instant!

Countless hateful intelligences turned to ashes and dissipated in incomprehensible and terrifying calculation errors. Their existence... whether it was matter or information, had been transformed into the purest particles.

"call……"

Leon let out a long breath and slowly put away his fist... and in front of him, the thirteen demon worlds had disappeared.

"Perturabo, as you wish, I have arrived."

Leon looked coldly at the huge Midgard, and then, countless broken materials around it turned into a huge Perturabo in an instant. The Lord of Steel in the nano-rebirth realm smiled at the First Descendant in a low voice.

"You are strong, Leon, stronger than I thought. But even so, do you really think you can stop me?"

"Before we talked, the etheric phase engine had already been charged and activated by me. Your time is already running out."

Leon didn't waste any time and immediately prepared to go over and blow up the entire Midgard!

But the one who was faster than him was Perturabo, who still had a backup plan!

"Vashtor, it's time!!"

He roared, and the Lord of the Soul Furnace immediately took out a shining fragment!

Along with the explosion of the jumping dark green Gaussian arc fragments... a pale humanoid creature with wings and a strange dragon head appeared screaming!

It was a fragment of the Star God Void Dragon! By releasing this monster at this moment, was Perturabo going to use it to hold Leon back?

Yes, no.

The fragments of the Star God have not been released, and his body is already covered with nanoworms containing Perturabo's will, which he released using the Nano Rebirth Realm.

Vashtor's staff pierced its head. The Lord of the Soul Furnace had seized control of the Void Dragon's will!

"Get lost in this maze, Leon!"

Perturabo laughed wildly, his will connected to every nanoworm that carried his will throughout the entire Midgard information, and connected to the thoughts and wisdom of the star god. In an instant, a touch of darkness enveloped Leon forever.

Wander in the labyrinth of eternal night until the end of time.

176. Backstab the Emperor

"I am the Bonebreaker, the Emperor of Kirk, the Prophet of Maoge, I..."

The Emperor cut off Bonebreaker's head with an expressionless face, and in the chapel on the deck of the ruined Emperor's Vision, he finally destroyed the Orc Emperor.

It was unusually easy, unusually simple, the ease shown by the Emperor even made people feel that the reason why the Bonebreakers had been able to deal with the Human Empire for so long was all because of the Emperor's letting them go.

This is almost true.

Compared to the power of the Bone Crusher in the physical universe, the Emperor put more energy into fighting against the second brother as he escaped into the Eye of Terror and headed towards the Pantheon.

Faced with the green wave that was no less powerful than Chaos, the cold sun in the subspace fought and communicated with them beyond time and space, and finally, the cold sun defeated the second brother Gao Mao.

But without the protection of the gods of the Warp, what use would it be even if the Bonebreaker possessed a strength of 990,000 horses?

The Emperor's Sword cut off Bonebreaker's head in just a moment, just like cutting a fruit.

The so-called victory is so simple.

In the mortal realms, nothing can stand against the Emperor.

But despite this, the Bonebreaker was taken away and the battlefield was moved here... until the Emperor dispersed Brother Gomao in the Supreme Heaven, more than half of the guards around him had been killed or wounded.

The deck of the Emperor's Dream was filled with these golden Glory Guards. They used their lives and everything they had to defend the responsibility of protecting the Emperor and died for the Emperor.

The expression on the Emperor's face never changed. The death of Bonebreaker had never escaped his imagination. Even the casualties of the Imperial Guards seemed unable to move him.

Fulgrim and Trajan also dealt with their respective opponents at this moment and came to the side of the Emperor.

"The trouble has been solved, let's move on."

The Emperor took back his sword and spoke calmly, and the golden flame burned the corpses of billions of orcs in an instant with his breath, leaving not even a molecule of them alive.

In this place closest to the warp, he behaved more and more like a god.

Fugen thought so, perhaps it was no wonder that Lorgar worshipped him as a god.

He laughed at himself and put the flaming sword on his waist, but a strong, indescribable feeling of dizziness once again hit him.

What, what happened? What happened?

Fugen was somewhat stunned, and felt indescribably weak, his whole body was cold, and his senses receded from his mind like the tide.

No... something was wrong! He had forgotten something - that memory, he remembered it, he remembered it!

Fugen's face instantly turned into one of horror, but he couldn't control his body, not even a thought or a muscle.

His consciousness was instantly suppressed in a dark corner, and replaced by... another self.

With an evil smile, Fulgrim took over full control of the body, and without hesitation, swallowed the last shreds of his humanity.

"You are too cowardly and too imperfect. But it doesn't matter, you will be perfectly complemented by me."

Incomparably happy and joyful, Fugen shed tears as he felt his self and soul being shattered. But what made him sad was not the demise of his self, but something more terrifying—

A conspiracy and betrayal continues to brew.

Fulgrim quickly put on his normal face and followed the Emperor closely, just as he always had, just like the loyal son of the Emperor ten thousand years ago.

No one could notice that something was wrong with him, no one could find out, not even the Emperor.

Looking at the glorious figure of his father, Fulgrim felt a tingling sensation and pleasure seeping from his bones. He tried hard to suppress the urge and not imagine how great the pleasure would be when he stabbed the knife into the Emperor's body!

But now, we have to wait, we have to wait...

Fulgrim's agitation ceased, and the Emperor wordlessly began to release his own essence.

The cold sun hanging alone in the warp space revealed its boundless power very easily in this area close to the warp space...

In an instant, a path of light tore through the place leading to the depths of chaotic colors.

The Emperor's Dream rode this bridge of light deep into the depths of the Eye of Terror... After passing through countless horrors and unimaginable things and worlds, they reached their destination.

A broken world

Ulthuan was once the center of the Eldar Empire and the birthplace of Slaanesh.

This place has long been shattered. The paradise that the Eldar once created by taking the best parts of hundreds of worlds is now only left with the debris floating in the Eye of Terror... But even so, the art and precious psychic artifacts are still everywhere.

But no one would come here to hunt for treasure.

Even for a royal guard like Trajan, every moment he stayed here, he would hear countless whispers echoing in his ears.

Some are tempting, some are intimidating, some are full of cunning, and some are persuasive...

The evil power of the Warp fills every stone here, and the place is filled with echoes of corruption. Even the loyal Guards may be corrupted in such a purgatory.

"Haven't those Eldar arrived yet?" Trajan expelled the countless thoughts in his mind and whispered with a frown...

"They are late, but that's not a bad thing." The Emperor said calmly, then raised the Emperor's Sword and swung it gently...

The sword, like a seraph in mythology, instantly opened up a safe path in the broken mirror of the world, dispelling all chaos and darkness, and opening up a path to the deepest part.

"You just stay here."

After opening up the final path, the Emperor turned around and said this to his imperial guards... and this immediately caused these loyal guards to become agitated.

"My Lord! We are willing to die for you, please don't mind us!" Trajan said excitedly

"If we were abandoned by you here, it would be more unacceptable than death for us!"

"Trajan, it is easy to die for a moment of glory, but that is not true courage."

The Emperor looked at his Grand Marshal of the Imperial Guards. Through him, he seemed to see his original Imperial Guard Constantine. He spoke gently and calmly...

"The future of humanity will still need you, and protecting me may not be the goal of your entire life. Live, Trajan, and all of you. My last order is this - you are freed."

"From now on, all the Imperial Guards will be relieved of their duties to protect me. You will enjoy the control of the Imperial Palace and the high-ranking chairmanship. Go and continue to do your job... As the perfect human template in my mind, you, keep doing it!"

This calm speech bestows supreme glory and power...

But none of the imperial guards here would ever want such power and freedom!

They did not cry. The glorious Guards were just trembling with confusion and emptiness that they could not suppress. What would the future be like without the Emperor leading the way?

Being completely clueless is even more unacceptable than facing an invincible enemy... But how could they refuse an order from the Emperor?

Yes, dying for glory sounds so glorious and courageous.

But here, people who want to survive need more courage.

They also knew that they could no longer protect their Majesty.

What awaits the Emperor at the end of the road will be the final war, a war of gods!

Mortals cannot survive even a second on the battlefield of the gods. Even in the decisive battle on the Spirit of Vengeance, the Imperial Guards cannot interfere with the outcome.

But as the Emperor said, the future of humanity he dreams of will be like the Custodes.

Perfect, noble, powerful, wise, and rational.

They should and must survive, as a template for the new humans of the future, and as mentors to protect humanity.

The Custodians' duty...is over.

Trajan said nothing, but loosened the halberd in his hand and performed the final Sky Eagle salute to the emperor.

The same is true for all the Imperial Guards. Even if it is painful and difficult, they must obey the Emperor's orders.

They returned to the Emperor's Dream and headed in the opposite direction of the Emperor, while the Emperor, alone, walked towards the path of light without saying a word.

No, not alone.