In the midst of the scorching darkness, the light of the Chaos Eight-Pointed Star gradually dissipated, and the surrounding aetheric turbulence was like a mass of flying blades, blowing the new Tzeentch Demon Prince "Arsc the Drowned" covered in blood.

The eyeballs under each of its feathers were tightly closed, and the blood that flowed from it added a red color to the blue-purple feathers, proving that it was still human not long ago.

In such chaotic and chaotic subspace turbulence, even the Demon Prince, favored by the Lord of All Changes, is no different from a blind man; The drowned Asker could only vaguely perceive through Tzeentch's psionic senses: not far in front of him, there was a vortex area with exceptionally dense subspace energy, hazy like a dim moon covered with a thin veil.

That's where the "Tombstone Gate" comes in.

All the other space necromancy facilities around it had been destroyed by the ferocious Aether Turbulence when the teleportation spell had just been completed, but fortunately, the door frame of the most important Tombstone Door was still there, and the inverted tetrahedral frame that constrained it was still relatively intact.

Next, as long as the Tombstone Gate is reopened, the crack in the network that the space necrons have forcibly excavated is stabilized, and the realm of the Lord of All Changes can invade the network, and the already impatient Chaos army can manifest into the world......

Tzeentch had already poured the method of reopening the Tombstone Gate into the Demon Prince's brain, and all the Drowned Asque had to do was to do it step by step.

"First of all, the crescent arch must be connected to the energy system of the alternate hearth, which is embedded in the nickelous inner wall of the star core, which should be well preserved in the runaway aetheric turbulence......"

Following the guidance of the Lord of Change, the drowned Asque endured the immense pain of thousands of blades slicing through his body at every moment, struggling to walk through the blazing darkness, reconnecting energy nodes one by one, and bringing a faint green light to the dark starcore hollow.

The restart of the Tombstone Gate proceeded in an orderly manner, the faint green light continued to light up with the restart of the energy supply system, and the denser and denser light sources revealed a ruined wall in front of the drowned Asker:

Almost all of the surrounding structures have been cut into knots by the sharp and chaotic subspace turbulence, except for the inverted tetrahedral frame in the center of the pyramid ruins, anchored itself by some special force field.

In the midst of the crescent-like living metal arches, a looming chaotic vortex took on an extremely strange state, spewing out endless aetheric turbulence while constantly sucking in shattered matter into it, trying to break free from the arches.

It's just that due to the work of the drowned Asque, the constraints of the Tombstone Gate on space have become more and more stable.

The forcible invasion of the Aether would itself corrode the living metal that made up the Tombstone Gate, but with Tzeentch's guidance, Arsk the Drowning solved the problem by restarting a group of nethertowels buried deep in the nickel walls.

The awakened Underworld beetles climbed up the crescents of the two bends that constrained the rift between the network and the subspace, and worked tirelessly to combat the corrosion of the door frame by cutting the space, as the space necrons had done for a long time, rough but useful.

The restart of the backup energy system is nearing completion, and now only the last two energy connections need to be connected.

But on the way to the next interface hideaway, the drowned Asker sensed something was wrong.

"Is it a delusion? The surrounding temperature seems to be rising? ”

Moreover, it is getting higher and higher......

As a mortal who had only recently ascended to the rank of Demon Prince, Asque the Drowned was still sensitive to changes in temperature. In addition to feeling the increase in temperature, its powerful psionic energy also gave a warning of danger at this time, and some kind of great and terrifying calamity was coming.

In the past, such psionic warnings would always have a vague directionality, but this time it seemed different.

The source of the crisis has no direction, or a huge crisis strikes from every direction, and the planet itself is a harsh purgatory Shura field.

In the two seconds that had been lost in confusion by this strange psionic warning, the whispers of the Lord of Change nearly filled the brain of the drowned Asker. More than 10,000 voices in different tones urged it to finish its job as quickly as possible, and Tzeentch ran out of patience.

"Shut your broken mouth, noisy stupid bird." Yask, the drowned, slapped his head, poured all the noise out of his ears, and said disdainfully:

"I'm not a fool who willingly degenerates, and I'm not a Chaos believer at your will. I have never cast my soul into your filthy embrace, and I will do nothing for you except the contents of the contract that are clearly written. ”

Despite the distortion and distortion of his body, the soul of Asque the Drowned was proud.

Surprisingly, Tzeentch showed no impatience with such an insult, and at this point he showed incredible patience, and thousands of voices converged into a fatherly and loving voice, gently guiding the drowned Asque from the shortest path to the next energy port.

The Lord of Change has repeatedly promised that he will make the drowning man's wishes come true as long as Asker the Drowned is able to fulfill his pact with the gods.

Amidst Tzeentch's chatter and promises, the drowned Aske was connected to the penultimate energy port.

The temperature around is getting higher and higher, if a mortal is here, I am afraid that within 1 minute, it will be scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and the juice will burst when you bite it; But it was not beyond the limits of the drowning man who was the demon prince.

But just as he was on his way to the last energy interface, suddenly, there was a violent shock in the hollowed-out star core that was so strong that the surrounding nickelous inner walls collapsed into cracks.

The groans of rock and iron resonated with the hot strata, and the violent deformation of the star collapsed into even larger fissures along with countless tiny cracks in the nickel wall; The dark green light around the Tombstone Gate flickered on and off, and the crack in the network that had been initially imprisoned became chaotic and uncontrollable again—the essence of space was collapsing.

The already rising temperature seemed to have finally reached a decisive tipping point, and the temperature curve became extremely steep at this time, even setting fire to the blue-purple bird feathers on the demon prince's body, and countless eyes were scorched and shrunk.

Along with the shriveled eyelids twisted was the planet's most basic geological formation, the leyline's groaning that lasted for about 1-2 minutes, and with a massive concussion caused by the collapse of the star, the planet let out its last scream of despair - no sound.

After the nickel wall shattered, light and heat poured in.

It's not ordinary light, it's not ordinary heat. The moment his mangled demonic body was thrown out by a massive shockwave, Arsk the Drowned saw an endless swarm of scarlet worms and a massive cannon muzzle spitting out a thick spear of light.

For a moment, the drowned Asque couldn't believe what he was seeing: "What the hell? ”

That spear of light seems to be thicker than TM Luna......

(End of chapter)