In the chaotic and chaotic subspace, the excessive chaotic energy makes time and space lose their original definitions here.

The power of the four gods permeates this chaotic realm, making the subspace, which is already the opposite reflection of the material world, even more mysterious, in addition, the essence of various secondary gods, zergs, orcs, and other divine beings from non-four gods also makes this chaotic space look more colorful and colorful.

Of course, all of this is premised on ignoring the insane and desperate nature of what they contain.

Saying that subspace is a garbage dump is a bit of a compliment to it, and a dunghill with infinite replies is its true destination, but this dunghill is covered with a colorful coat, at least on the surface, it is acceptable?

But for Zhang Ke, it is better not to cover it up like this.

Thinking that he was wrapped in colorful poop, even if Xiang Liu raised the threshold for him in advance, Zhang Ke only felt a lot of stinging all over his body.

But now that the matter has come to this, there is no need to dislike the chaos of subspace.

He has been wandering since Zhang Ke blew up the palace and took refuge in the crack in the tunnel under Terra.

In this way, Zhang Ke did not use the red sun to scorch the space and purify the energy, but just used the diversion of mana to let himself travel through this "dreamy" starry sky as fast as possible.

The murmur of the four gods rang in his ears all the time, and the illusory fortresses and gardens loomed at the end of the vision, either life, or wisdom, or bewitching and longing for beauty

If it weren't for the fact that she looked like a woman and a man, licking a long tongue, pretending to be a bewitching banshee, Zhang Ke didn't mind stopping and watching for a while.

It's really worthy of the name of Slaanesh.

After the ultimate pleasure, there is an endless debt of sin.

What a foul-smelling trick you play, even a succubus is more corrupt than you!

Be serious, bastard!

But the reality is often not as good as it could be.

Perhaps sensing Zhang Ke's gaze, the projected slightly illusory temple of pleasure became more and more real under the development of subspace, in which every delicate bulge on the body of the enchanting perverts was so vivid, even the sweat droplets oozing from the skin texture were shining in the psychedelic light.

It is equivalent to eating meat-filled rice balls for northerners, putting a bowl of tofu brain with leek flowers and chili oil on the table of southerners, and even serving a bowl of pure Forbidden City bean juice in front of everyone.

Originally, he was still hesitating who to pick to take the lead.

But not anymore.

", pout you first!"

Zhang Ke's red eyes stared at the magnificent giant hall that was gradually approaching in the distance, and in the next moment, a burst of fire surged:

"Boom!"

The subspace, which was already energy-dense and abundant, shook violently at this moment.

A huge shockwave followed, carrying the colorful colors and spreading towards the space in the distance.

The force of the rage, like a mad elephant, crushes and shatters all obstacles in its path.

Even the secondary gods, second only to the five evil gods of subspace, were wailing in such a tyrannical crush, and the body constructed by energy and rules was full of cracks in the torrent of impact.

And with the formation of a violent storm that empties tens of thousands of light years, in the midst of countless horrified eyes, under the origin of the impact, under the tyranny of annihilating all things, a figure like a miniature planet is rising from the ground.

What is it?

Countless beings are thinking hard and eagerly mobilizing their crazy brains in order to be able to analyze something.

But more beings are praying for it!

They don't know what it is.

But they know that blood and war will surely burn throughout the entire subspace, and countless existences will fall or even die as a result!

Fear comes and goes as fast as it goes.

In Warhammer, a subspace full of madmen, especially madmen, no one fears death.

But when the depths of the space shook again, looking at the magnificent battle axe drawn from the void by the figure shrouded in flames, looking at the mottled dark red dirt at both ends of the axe blade, and the countless sorrowful screams that were faintly sung, the excitement was as if I had never been excited.

And so, a magical scene appeared.

I saw that where the fire burned, the stars retreated, and no matter how crazy it was, it didn't want to be left even a single scar on its body by the vicious axe blade.

"What's going on today, the gods are in a mess?"

Somewhere in the shadows of the subspace, a magnificent structure of pure gold and sacredness sits in the void, golden runes wrapping around it and shining brightly, anyone who comes here only thinks that it is a miracle of the gods, and bows their heads, but the blood-colored crows that wrap around it destroy the holy atmosphere.

Ugly crows creeped through the space, and the dense noise made the hearts of the people irritated and angry, eager to destroy the uncleanness that had stained the sacred.

And in this huge fortress of pure gold, a huge figure with golden incantations engraved all over its body was looking at the outside world with puzzled eyes.

The violent surge of psionic energy made him aware of something, but the existence of the giant structure hindered his observation of the external situation, especially the sound of crows at this time, which made his mind that he had finally withdrawn from be dragged back to this noisy and disgusting reality.

So he was enraged, and left the splendid palace that his sons had forged for him, with which he always listened to the prophecy, and appeared outside in the sound of heavy footsteps, and looked out at the blood raven canopy that shrouded the great structure with his eyes as if they were glowing with golden light, and he asked sarcastically:

"You've had enough, Clarks, does it really make sense?"

In his opinion, it was not himself who betrayed, but the puppet emperor on Terra, who destroyed the perfect city first, it was he who broke the promise he once made to himself, he was just after being abandoned by the pseudo-god, to find the true god, why did he suffer such cruel torture.

Even if you ignore this prerequisite and don't mention it, there are so many original bodies that deviate from the puppet emperor, ponies, phoenixes, gas canisters and nail-headed cholera galaxy Everyone has stepped in, there is really no need to hold on to him!

"Luo Jia, you are still clever in your words, I don't understand why my father understands your cowardice and cowardice, so why didn't he destroy you with the desecrated city in the first place!"

In the blood-colored sky, the crows flapped their wings, and a black and red majestic figure stood in it, its pale face full of anger and regret:

"I respect but don't agree with my father's greatness, the mistakes he made at the beginning should now be made up by me, it's time, Luo Jia, the space is chaotic under the storm, this time you will never be lucky enough to have sudden external assistance, this time I will let you pay for your sins with blood!"

"You fart, you're just holding on to faith to hit me, but you open your eyes and see, what is the current empire doing? If the state religion can exist for 10,000 years, why should the perfect city be destroyed! ”

Da Huaiyan roared and showed his strength.

He had become a demon prince through sacrifice, but the four gods who had been suppressed by the emperor did not deserve his faith, and his loyalty should be accepted by a more powerful and invincible god, and now from the chaotic subspace, Luo Jia tasted something.

The power of his heart drove him to search for the beginning of this storm, to witness whether the newborn being was the greatness to whom he should be loyal.

But until then, this clumsy crow was an obstacle that he had to dismantle.

Otherwise, on the way to worship God, being stained by a stinky bird, and even bringing this puppet emperor's minions to God, it is not loyal!

As a result, the energy of the runes was vented, and the spiritual energy expanded unscrupulously, and the majestic energy supported his body, and the essential power raised his small body to a huge point of nearly a thousand meters.

In the midst of infinite power, golden runes illuminated the blood-colored sky.

And the blood-colored ravens also turned into countless feather blades and shot down.

The scepter collides with the Shadow, causing a violent explosion.

In the hustle and bustle, the two mortal enemies looked at each other resentfully, and at the moment they wanted to smash each other's heads for their own purposes and pursuits, but at the same time, the storm that burst out from the distant space suddenly blew in front of them, and with it, there was a voice like thunder resounding in their heads:

"Oh, what did I find? Two fresh originals? ”

With the explosion of the voice, the brothers who looked at each other's mortal enemies couldn't help but give up fighting with each other for the time being under the majestic pressure, and after a little distraction, the two primordials found the magnificent figure flying above their heads, shrouded in an infinite sea of fire.

If it is said that under the filling of spiritual energy and essence, the thousand-meter-high primordial body already has the ability to move mountains and seas, but such a mountain-like posture is not even a dwarf in front of this abrupt probe existence, and even the two caves with flames on the surface can easily accommodate them.

"Heresy?" Clarks

"True God?" Luojia

", why are you going to make a?"

Zhang Ke just wanted to explain to these two primordial beings who were living in subspace, but a dissatisfied chirp immediately came from the Hall of Pleasure.

What I know is that Zhang Ke is going to take my relatives to do this carved cute girl, but I don't know that I think there is something reverie between the two of them, especially this voice has not passed through the secret channel, and it is directly played in public.

Forget it, let's talk about the chat, today he has to pout this thing that is neither male nor female,

In the next moment, under the vision of the original body, a magnificent continent burst out of the flames and grabbed them.

Compared to Luo Jia, who was slightly hesitant, Clarks's reaction was very decisive, and after judging that he could not confront this unknown existence head-on, countless feather blades turned into pouring rain and went upstream, while he himself mobilized his psionic energy to prepare for the jump space.

But it backfired.

Even if Clarks's movements are already very agile.

But he still didn't expect that his feather blade didn't even buy him a moment's time, and before it reached the palm that covered the sky and the sun, the feather blade had been burned by the flames burning on the surface, and the space that had been pried open was even more squeezed like pure gold under the fall of the giant palm.

Next second:

"Boom!"

The miracle cast by the Great Whisperer Loja in order to pray to the true God was directly penetrated, and countless Whisperers who had fallen into chaos were crushed into pulp, while the two primordial beings who were at the center of their purpose did not suffer their fate.

But they were also dizzy by the violent impact, and what made them even more unbearable was the flames attached to the other party's body, but whenever there was a little idea of struggle, the pervasive fire would frantically burn their bodies and souls, although it was not fatal, but the extreme pain was even more unbearable.

Of course, what was even more difficult for the two primordials to accept was the rope that had been wound around their limbs and necks from nowhere, and hung them from the waist of the magnificent giant in a painless but extremely shameful posture.

As the Flame Giant rushed towards Slaanesh's palace in a rage once more, the two enemies of life and death, who were hung from their waists, collided like wind chimes hanging from the eaves.

"It's really embarrassing, Luo Jia, now you are like an animal hanging on the barbecue grill, ugly and humble!"

"If this is the need of the true God, even cooking me is what I deserve, I. . . , let go, Clarks, are you a dog? ”

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Wrapped in the true fire of Samadhi, Zhang Ke was like a star that destroyed the world, and after a rampage of chickens and dogs jumping in subspace, he fell straight to the kingdom of Slaanesh, the Temple of Pleasure!

The Temple of Pleasure!

The Prince of Darkness, the realm of Slaanesh, is divided into six kingdoms that surround the Temple of Pleasure in concentric circles, and Slaanesh's kingdom may be mistaken for Heaven, but ...... Everything here is false. Each ring is not only a feast for Slaanesh, but also his line of defense. An invader who wants to reach the heart of Slaanesh, the Temple of Pleasure, must traverse these six rings, which most living beings, whether mortal or demonic, cannot do.

It has the ring of greed in Zhuhai, the gluttony of the wine pond and meat forest, the circle of dissoluteness of young boys and girls, the ring of the lord of conquering power, the ring of vanity of arrogance and indulgence, and the ring of laziness that symbolizes the gate of slain.

After passing this trial, the brave man who swept the waves of the sand could witness the Lord of Desire being swept away by his cruelty and sins.

But countless years later, an intrusive villain spoils the pleasure of the place.

Burning stars fall from the sky, and blazing sparks scatter in all directions in the impact!

The Ring of Greed, which symbolizes greed, suddenly shattered at the moment of contact, and a huge mushroom cloud slowly rose, piling up jewels, gold coins, gold, and even the travelers who had fallen into the abyss lost here were all burned by the heat of the moment, and the blazing gold liquid sprayed wantonly, painting the gluttonous ring behind it with blasphemous colors.

The delicious food was burned black, the wine pool full of elixir was scorched by the gold liquid, and the creatures who could not resist their greed and thus fell looked helplessly at the scene in front of them, but the fat bodies under the long-term overeating did not support them to take even a step, and they could only watch in despair as the sea of fire engulfed them, suddenly sober up in the heat and heat, and then turned into a handful of ashes in despair.

Although the unrivaled power had been buffered by the destruction of two rings in succession, the tyrannical sea of fire still crossed the gluttonous ring, wantonly venting its anger on this land full of dissoluteness and merger, and the scorching heat burned everything, along with the filthy white marks and mottled bloodstains, to offer its own rites to the twisted evil gods.

The blazing fire light swirled from Zhang Ke's body, and thousands of fire snakes conjured up, greedily taking all lives.

Zhang Ke frowned and looked at the sea of fire around him, under this extinguished heat wave, those indulgent bodies were still selfless, even at the last moment of life, they refused to separate.

It was not a sin to gnaw at it, but he could feel the gaze of the twisted being inside the final temple that had not yet been destroyed, and the pink-purple aura diffused in the air and brought a lot of obscenity.

Even if you knock on the door, the corrupt mind has not ended.

"You're crazy!"

Zhang Ke tightened the dry qi in his hand and said.

And just as the four red golden crows were singing behind his head, ready to leap up, a surging stream of blood instantly burst out from the deep temple, and the tyrannical and powerful torrent directly blew up the three rings of the juggernaut that Zhang Ke had not yet set foot on.

At the same time, an even more violent explosion rang out in the temple.

As the roof of the temple shattered, a purple, unclothed evil entity rose into the air like a cannonball, followed by a bloated but strong, blood-colored being covered in scars.

Looking at each other, he smiled: "Fire and blood, what a glorious posture, there will be a battle between us, but not now!" ”

"The fat man who suffered from the plague, are you sure you won't come by yourself? Then I'm going to go over and ask you! ”

“&*（&）#￥！ @！ ”

Even a gentle father can't bear to be afraid of such a bad invitation.

It didn't want to come, but it had to come.

This calm war maniac will never give up a lively scuffle, and with its bad character, the more people come, the more excited it becomes, and if you don't come to this thing with a flexible bottom line, you don't mind giving a temporary defection to your own camp.

Slaanese is happy to see the hunt, and under self-pleasure, he was stolen from the nest by this thing without paying attention and kicked out.

And even if it is on guard, it can't withstand this madman's knock on the door, right?

What's more, a certain person in terms of liveliness, the fear of abuse is only a younger brother, and at this moment when Nurgle hesitates, maybe a certain fun bird is already ready to give it a whole wave of work!

So the father of life put down the soup spoon in his hand after a long absence, and walked out of the garden with his bloated body swaying.

In the Hall of Pleasure, three great powers were gathered for the first time, symbolizing the breath of killing and plague constantly eroding the land of desire, but after landing, the owner couldn't care much, the dark purple eyes looked fixedly at a certain place in the space, and finally at the moment before the thorn whip waved, a cloud of birds came out of it

For the first time, the four gods of chaos have come together with their own conceptual entities rather than some projections of psionic energy.

Their sneaky minds are not mentioned for the time being, anyway, the big proponents who are regarded as pendants are cool to see.

Even if it was a puppet emperor, he had never packaged and provoked these four at once, but this newly-born god had such majestic courage, even if he lost afterwards, as long as this giant could still breathe, Luo Jia would not mind offering his loyalty!

But before he could praise anything, he saw the true god in his heart stunned.

In the blink of an eye, the blood-colored tomahawk struck the unpredictable bird!

"Huh?"

Even Tzeentch, who had everything in plan, didn't react at the first time.

Shouldn't it be Slain who is suffering at this time, and it is a foil to mess up the whole situation with the black hand, why did it come directly at it?

But don't panic, everything is still in the plan!

It turned its head suspiciously, and excavated in astonishment, I don't know when, the small group of their four gods was missing a corner, the dead cripple who charged forward every time, this time for the first time, he didn't push a wheelchair on the road of the charge.

At the same time, somewhere in the subspace, the Great Devourer of Silence let out an angry roar

(End of chapter)

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