"God......

Moira was shocked by the aftermath of the battle between the two chaos monsters, and almost fell directly into the sea, and when she finally rolled over, she got up from the ground and looked at the scene of half of the battleship hull being torn alive in front of her, and couldn't help but sigh from the depths of her throat.

The 110-meter-long, 3,250-ton gunboat is like a toy in front of the Tzeentch and the human centipede.

It was easily torn out of the terrible hideous hole.

In the water vapor dissipating outside, a faint change of blue could be seen looking down on the surviving humans below, and a sense of suffocation enveloped the entire hull.

The so-called catastrophe is coming, but that's it.

"What's the matter?"

Li Lin pulled Moira up from the pile of wreckage, he was also gray at the moment, but his eyes were still bright, as if he had nothing to do with this hellish everything.

Moira ignored Li Lin for the time being.

Because from the huge tearing gap, Tzeentchi is kneaded and shaped, with many legs and hands, and many behemoths with irregular compound eyes are slowly approaching. Contamination from chaos, mixed with megaphobia, forces the human eyeball to look directly at it in violent trembling.

Then sing the praises!

Praise of hope, praise of wisdom, praise of mortal struggle at all costs, and all this is a tribute to St. Tzeentch, for this sacrifice.

At this moment, all the humans on board felt a sense of hopelessness and powerlessness.

When everything you do is like a pawn that can be manipulated and predicted, resistance becomes a joke and a sacrifice, and being amplified is a natural emotion that brings helplessness. In this case, ordinary people don't want to raise morale to fight, and if they don't commit suicide to end this absurdity, everything can be regarded as willpower tenacity.

Raven was already on her knees in pain and weeping.

She had seen so much in her contact with Chaos, her inferiority blue, her scaly body, her terrifying feather patterns, all of which had been a generous gift from subspace.

Fate has arranged everything.

So whether she chooses the worst, or worse, seems to be a philosophical question full of black humor.

"This world is not born long."

"How foolish is it for human beings to regard our kindness and giving as a danger and not to change and evolve?"

"In this ignorant and ephemeral civilization, how many outstanding people have tried to sort out and have been burned alive at the stake by their own kind as devils."

"The self-proclaimed civilized and noble human race has taken up fire again."

"And you ......"

That ethereal voice with infinite magic paints a picture of the future to every listener, who should believe that they are the pioneers of human civilization, the serpent of the Garden of Eden vilified by fools. Another voice came and went, telling them that the High Lord didn't care, that mortals were blinded by their own narrow vision, that they saw lies, that they were only the Holy Tzeentch, and that they were not trapped.

That's enough!!

Chaos filth!

Thunderbolt-like thunder shattered the chaotic amorphous wasteland, and souls swept toward filth like a raging beacon. Charles's roar in the chaos shattered the evil thoughts of the ghost with the will of a man, and his psionic energy showed iron and fire at this moment!

This is what demons fear the most.

It's as if you're judging endless filth!

The swirling psionic energy burned everything like a monstrous flame, the Tzeentch Horror screamed and fled, and countless more subspace filth trying to get a piece of the pie was burned to the ground.

At the same time, in the material realm.

The giant beast full of twisting human beings and desecrating life, after losing the support of the subspace power, can no longer maintain its abominable posture, crackling and exploding like a watermelon! Countless throwing human tissues and flesh were smeared on the battleship and fell into the sea!

The Tzeentch dreads burned in the material realm.

They bear the wrath of humanity.

There was a hint of cunning in the frantic cursing and laughter, and the mysterious voice that enveloped the battlefield did not continue to whisper, but silently stared at the unusually dazzling Charles.

It's like saying, look, I'm right.

In the face of progress and truth, as long as they go beyond the limits of what the barren brains of mortals can think, then they will burn everything with fire, as they have done since the dawn of time, and will do so in the future. Psykers, how many private burns are there at the stake in Europe?

Even Charles was inevitably affected.

The Lord of the Usurpation simply stated the facts, the psionics were destined to be feared by humanity, and in such a trend, the psionics should go from here.

Don't be in a hurry to solve this problem~~

Because it is destined to be a problem that can only be solved when the entire human civilization comes to an end.

Charles slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him was a command room with heavy casualties, and the surviving humans were treating each other, all of whom had horror and fear in their eyes. Whether it is Charles, whose eyes are glowing with fire, or Raven, who reveals his true nature, they are the objects of their fear.

He finally fought off the Chaos Demon.

However, in the eyes of these ignorant humans, they are not much different from the Chaos Demons, because this is the human race, incorrigibly thirsting for hope and deeply fearing it.

“……”

Charles was a little confused, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he gave up on the idea after hearing countless negative emotional noises. Li Lin patted the young man's shoulder, and his calm and usual expression made the confused Charles slowly return to his original state of mind.

It can only be said that the all-pervasive Demon Lord of Change, who is really easy to perceive the weaknesses of people's hearts, and then exert seemingly insignificant influence, he can easily achieve his goals.

Li Lin smiled slightly.

There was indescribable relief and encouragement in his smile, and of course there was no need to say much about this human being who had been taught by him since he was a child.

Charles quickly perked up, and he abandoned those superfluous emotions and directly used psionic energy to help the humans on the battleship rescue after the battle. Moira also cooperated with Charles, relying on his unwavering wartime performance to integrate and rescue the remaining soldiers.

Now it is imperative to determine the losses on your side.

There is also the need and strength to continue to implement the next plan, you must know that they haven't even seen Sebastian Shaw's face now, and the losses caused by the two treacherous demons are tragic!

And yet the next moment.

The moment Charles had just relaxed, a red figure suddenly flashed behind Li Lin. Before everyone could react, the universal wishing machine in the team was taken away out of thin air.