As a result of Luo Ning's twisted head, the mental entity immediately turned into pure energy, and the body quickly collapsed in the air.

Wei Mu did not know if the pain felt by the entity was real pain.

It's just that judging from the expression on his face, when the head of the person hit the ground, it is estimated that he has not reacted to what happened.

As for the divine metal that was injected into "him", it was stored in time by Wei Mu's body, which was hiding twenty meters away, before it was sprinkled on the ground.

"This thing shouldn't just work for me, after all, the biology of organic life is very similar." He looked curiously at the so-called God's Metal, unable to imagine what amazing technology it contained, "What would happen if I injected this thing into the body of an Ogelin?" ”

The appearance of the Divine Metal was not expected by Wei Mu, and he couldn't think of a suitable use for this thing for a while.

The star god chose Ou Green, which sounds pretty good.

It's just that I don't know if with the help of the ancient wisdom of the Star God, Oglien's counting ability can reach an astonishing double digit.

Anyway, a certain Tzeentch Demon had tried for a long time but couldn't teach.

"No, it's not an established arrangement, the mistake must be fixed!"

The drastic change in the situation made Luo Ning feel a little anxious.

He knew how precious the jar of Godmetal was, and that it would be an unbearable loss if it wasn't used to achieve his goals.

So the renegade sage rushed to the place where the vigil was, trying to salvage it all.

"It's better for the oil guy to do honest archaeological research, and the battlefield full of intrigue is not suitable for you at all."

Wei Mu first built a wall in front of him with the Lantern Ring, then turned around and fled deeper into the passage.

Ronin came to the wall, smashed it with his staff, and continued his pursuit.

As a result, he didn't chase far, and he found that he had entered a dead end in front of him, and he couldn't find Wei Mu's figure around, only three walls were placed there without any sense of disobedience.

After seeing Vimuna's ability to be fake, the renegade soon realized that some of these walls must be the result of deception on the part of the other side.

However, after scanning the detection equipment on his body one by one, Luo Ning still couldn't tell which of the three walls was real and who was fake.

Therefore, Luo Ning can only use the most direct way to break the obstacles in front of him.

The laser beam on the renegade's right shoulder attacked the wall directly in front of him, releasing a high-temperature red beam that easily pierced it.

The virtual image constructed by the spiritual energy shattered like glass in an instant, and the hidden path behind was immediately revealed.

It seemed that the direction of the target's escape was this side, and Luo Ning strode forward in pursuit.

The longer it drags on, the more variables there become, and he must hurry up while there is still an opportunity.

As a result, the renegade sage had just taken two steps forward and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He remembered Wei Mu's cunning, things shouldn't be so simple.

So Luo Ning hurriedly retreated, and attacked the remaining two walls, only to find that those walls were all fake.

He was in the middle of an intersection, and there was no sign of his target around him.

"No!"

The brutal truth lay ahead, and the renegade sage let out a cry of despair.

He didn't join this war to help the Red Pirates wreak havoc on the Empire, but to complete the Void Dragon's mission to convert the Vimu into someone on their side.

If this condition cannot be met, even if Luo Ning slaughters everyone on the Endless Redemption, he will not be able to go to the Star God to receive merit and reward.

And now, without the compulsion of God's Metal, what is he going to do to make Wei Mu turn his back on the empire and walk with him?

Ronin's transformed mechanical brain thinks of solutions at a speed comparable to that of a supercomputer, but the results are only theoretical possibilities of success.

There is little hope, and the hard work is in vain.

What is more important is the teasing he suffered, because of impulsiveness and conceit watching victory slip through his fingertips.

The renegade sage was furious.

He hurriedly summoned his mechanical legion and vowed to make Wei Mu pay the price.

However, at this moment, a long-brewing mutation finally began to take effect, and set off a monstrous wave in the sea of souls.

The first signs of the calamity are just emotional ups and downs that no one cares about.

They screamed in pain, screamed unbridledly, mixed with the restless subspace energy around them, and quickly dissipated like smoke.

The warships of the Empire and the Red Pirates weave through these fluctuations of emotional energy like planes entering the clouds.

The crew of the battleship could feel the extreme darkness and cold, and they could hear the sound of illusion, but other than that, these things did not affect them much.

However, as the fierce battle between the two sides continued, the chaos of psionic energy became more and more intense, and those restless energies gradually converged together, forming many small psionic vortices.

Their appearance caused a lot of trouble in the air war between the two sides.

As soon as the ship gets close to those vortices, it will be dragged by force, and it will be difficult to get out of it, and the shields on it will be rapidly depleted, making the ship vulnerable.

Both sides of the war knew that this was not a good situation, but they had no chance of stopping, and the blood would continue to flow in this war unless one side fell completely.

Therefore, the agitation of emotional energy became more and more large, more and more, until the spiritual energy of the entire maelstrom area began to fluctuate and fluctuate, and finally caused a terrible subspace storm.

The dark gods cast their gaze on the battlefield, their furious power tearing at everything in the New Badab region.

The surging psionic tide collided head-on with the ships, and the result was like a storm tearing down an old and dilapidated house.

In the face of such a powerful destructive force, the vast industrial creations of mankind are not much worse than children's toys.

The various systems on board the ship were overloaded by the impact, and the eerie psionic winds were able to blow directly into the crew's bodies.

Although their faithful faith in the Lord of Humanity prevented the Empire's soldiers from being corrupted immediately, by the time they came to their senses, their warships were completely paralyzed, and the interior of their ships was filled with terrible Chaos Demons.

The apostles of the true gods descended on the battlefield in a great storm as part of this unprecedented calamity itself.

They howled and roared into the ship, and began the merciless harvest of life.

Brutal slashing, vicious spells.

The power displayed by the Chaos armies is so terrifying that if the Empire's communications system can continue to be maintained, the Temporary Commander-in-Chief, Redes, will find that their ships are falling one after the other, with a speed that is jaw-dropping.

It didn't take long for hundreds of dead empty ships to appear in the universe, both Imperial and Red Pirates, whose crews were gone, replaced by all sorts of abominable subspace filth.

"So, where is your ruler?"

On the flagship of the Endless Redemption, a group of Chaos Space Marines also descended with the wave of psionic energy.

They are the culprits responsible for this Kisubspace storm, the Legion of Whisperers from the planet Galmek.

Everything is in their plan. They will decide on this grand war of unprecedented scale since the Great Rebellion.

The leader, Erebus, grabbed a veteran of the Astral Army by the neck and lifted him into the air, intending to interrogate him for information about the place.

The Hand of Fate is already eager to fulfill the wishes of the dark gods.

"Shameless traitor, you don't want any information from me!"

However, the soldier only mocked the chief priest contemptuously, and even spat on him with old phlegm.

(End of chapter)