The master of the conspiracy sits on his throne of terror made of limb and flesh.

Two ancient warriors resurrected by arcane methods stood on their sides to the left and right of the throne.

Victor, the master of the conspiracy, leaned on his throne and looked very calmly at the cabal fighters who were willing to die for themselves.

The warriors are still armed, they are still holding out, they are armed with antimatter rifles, and they can use the heavy weapons left behind by their ancient ancestors, or the playthings that can be called weapons.

But Victor knew that these people wouldn't last long.

Even the usefulness of the ancient warriors beside him is a question.

But Victor was not afraid, and sat quietly on the throne.

He dressed up.

He wears the strongest soul crown in the entire Comoros on his head.

It is a piece of equipment that contains fragments of the Eldar Prophet inside, which can safely predict the future, and the soul helmet worn by Victor contains the soul of the prophet of the former world of Bietan's Ark.

Beneath the Soul Helmet is the Shadow Force Field, a terrifying-looking mask that hides the user.

Other accessories with various force fields and special abilities are hung all over Victor's body.

"Death."

"I see it."

Victor's eyes glowed, and the helmet that bound the soul of the prophet Bietan revealed the entire future to him.

Then something strange happened.

In the center of the cabal fighters' defensive position, space distorted, and a small Dyson ball flashed.

The majestic force of gravity instantly tore apart everything around it.

It's gravity like a black hole, but it emits light.

It emits light because it thinks, not that there is a law in the universe where some kind of light can escape black holes.

Then, on the right side of the Dyson sphere, every molecule and atom in space was torn apart by the flames that appeared out of thin air, and the ubiquitous flames converged into a storm, and a humanoid transcendent creature covered in fire floated in front of the storm.

It held its fiery hands flat and looked up at all living things and matter in front of it.

The metal material forged out of thin air twisted and condensed, gradually transforming into a spear-wielding god with what appeared to be a broken stream of data floating behind him.

Another Victor appeared, also sitting on the Throne of Flesh, contemptuous of the real Victor.

The white substance formed out of thin air in the air gathered into a huge book, and the pages flipped to record Victor's mood and feelings at this time.

Eventually, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, and what looked like a human being landed at the front of all the star gods.

When he saw so many star gods appear in front of him, Victor's spirit still wanted to remain decent, but he could not contain the fear that came from the bottom of his heart.

The existence of the star gods is a curse on the real universe, and it is difficult for any creature that exists in the real universe not to be afraid of these transcendent beings who can play with the supreme truths of the universe.

"You surprised us." Saranoga looked at the ancient Eldar warriors on either side of Victor.

This Dyson ball appears with an arm, an arm that slowly lifts up.

The energy that tears apart the past and the future, shattering space and time, is released from Saranoga's fingertips.

It's like a gentle touch of an elegant person.

Irresistible energy surged out in the form of lightning, smashing one of the ancient Spirit warriors into a piece of charcoal.

Another Elven warrior attempted to attack, but was split into countless pieces by the twisted lines used from all sides before taking a step.

"It's not fair!" Victor looked at Qin Mo, who had just put down his hand and cut his other warrior into pieces, "You guys poured out of the nest, and I only have a mortal body!" ”

"Fair? All you want is to watch the blood of those two ancestors who killed my people flow! ”

Qin Mo's voice echoed in Victor's ears, and the master of the conspiracy flickered around him, and the whole person was directly panned in front of him, bearing the contemptuous gaze.

To the Star God, those two Spirit Warriors are nothing, they are still creatures whose body is located in the real universe, and they can be easily obliterated.

But if it's an ordinary Iron Man, Army, Space Marine, Thunder Warrior...... Whatever it is, as long as you encounter the spirit warrior, the only end is to be killed until the blood flows.

Humans often have to pay a lot to end a war, not because of human tactics pulling crotch tech shit, but because there are really no more advanced units that can be used in soldier-to-general battles.

Greenskin Warlord, Eldar Prophet, Subspace Demon, Tyrannical Tyrant...... None of these can slaughter humans at will, and none of them can be done by ordinary space marines.

But the good news is that humans today don't just have to kill their enemies with infantry or space marines.

"Don't talk to us about fairness, the real universe doesn't care if it's fair or not." The Burner raised his hand, causing Victor's body to look uncontrollably at the god, "You are far worse than your ancestors, at least they will not cry out about injustice when they are slaughtered by us." ”

Victor wanted to refute the Burner, but his eloquence was suppressed by fear, and after holding it for a long time, he could only reluctantly look at Qin Mo: "Kill...... Kill me...... You, the leader, ...... personally"

"If it weren't for the suspicion that you had some cruelty, I wouldn't have come." Qin Mo shook his head and looked at the narrator, "Let's end his story." ”

Victor looked at the gods in fear.

"The gods of Tyrone wanted to look back at the days of the Battle of Heaven and see how much inheritance the true inheritors of the Spirit Clan could hold, but Victor let them down."

"Victor, who can't even please the gods, will die, his soul will be shattered, and his body will be annihilated."

"Among the gods, a god called the Narrator will put an end to Victor's story."

It floated slowly towards Victor, a transcendent being who didn't have the eyes to make Victor, a weak creature, understand, but it was indeed looking down at the ant in front of it coldly.

The narrator came to Victor.

The living metal gathered, extended, and finally converged into an arm under the control of the astral essence.

A finger tapped Victor's chest.

The dark armor on Victor's body rippled, and the twisted lines formed a perfect circle.

At the center of the circle, where the narrator taps, a singularity the size of a grain of rice appears out of thin air.

In the next second, Victor's entire existence began to collapse.

"Victor's soul was snatched by the greedy Burners, and this is where he ends."

"The life of the master of the conspiracy, full of intrigue and intrigues, is over, but the Comoros still stands in the tunnels, but the city will soon be devastated."

"The gods slowly turned around, ready to do the last thing in this war."

Sorry brothers, I'm up late today, and there are still two chapters in a while

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