There's no doubt that chaos can distort a person's mind.

And the more chaotic power you gain, the worse the situation becomes.

After being infused with the power of the four gods, Huron only felt that his former self was very ridiculous, and he avoided such a gift because of the unknown and fear.

If he had chosen to accept this power early on during the Badab War, after the development of the following century, the Red Pirates would have been stronger than they are now.

He even had the confidence that he would be able to completely drive the power of the Empire out of the Maelstrom region.

It's a pity, it's a pity, he chose to be cautious because of his limited perspective at that time, and the opportunity was wasted.

But it's not too late, Blackheart Huron still has a chance to make an immortal contribution.

The Tyrant of Badab squandered his newfound power like a child with a brand new toy, and the primordial Space Marines on the other side were no match for him, weak as mortals.

With him as the spearhead, the Red Pirates were unstoppable, constantly breaking through the Imperial Front, and the troops were getting closer and closer to the Blackstone Obelisk array.

It wasn't until they reached the sanctuary just a wall away from their target that the Red Pirates' invincible advance was stopped.

Because Fugen has been waiting here for a long time.

The Blackstone Fortress has been taken by the Imperium and is now being taken over by the Weepers.

During the Red Pirates' desperate counterattack, the clone was summoned by Tarasin to the Ark of Machinery, where he was dedicated to fighting the Tyrant of Badab who had descended into madness.

The four hundred primordial Space Marines who accompanied him were suspected to have been secretly adopted by Kaul from the genetic seeds of the Emperor's Son.

These original recruits were very puzzled at the moment, obviously according to official data, the father of their genes should be the original body of the Seventh Legion, Roger Dorn, but when facing this guy who didn't know who it was, they actually had an inexplicable urge to recognize their father.

Despite this, they decided to put aside their doubts and defeat the Red Pirate invaders before discussing them.

Blackheart Huron rushed straight over, and he couldn't help but say anything.

He was like a mad beast, with the Tyrant's Axe in his hand reaching for the head of the original clone.

The Red Pirates who accompanied him also swarmed up, howling and screaming at the original forge recruits on the opposite side.

Fugen hurriedly raised the Seiko Power Sword in his hand to parry, and the blades of the two sides immediately collided with a crisp sound.

This was the first real opponent Clone Fogen had ever encountered, and Huron had exerted enough force on his tomahawk to keep him in the thick of it.

"I've heard that you may be the heir of Killiman, and now it seems that it is, that man always likes to think too much before the war, and then ignore it when the actual fight starts."

Fugen deflected off Huron's attack and continued to test his enemies with his superb swordsmanship.

"Don't associate me with him, he's just a false hope, and as for you, you're nothing but a stepping stone for me."

Huron launched a series of attacks, and the power of destruction filled his body, and the power seemed to be endless.

"So you want to go further?" Fogen's expression was easy-going, but he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, "You want to take Abaddon's place and become the new commander?" ”

"He's just been active thousands of years before me, and I can do better than him under all equal circumstances." Huron said cruelly, "I will gain the favor of the dark gods, and your head will be my passport to challenge him." ”

"Speaking of which, that's really a coincidence, I also hope to improve my father's impression of me by killing you, and by the way, I can also warm up for the decisive battle with the main body." Fogen said with a smile.

Ironically, the two of them are indeed in a similar situation, on completely different paths, and only when one of them falls, can the other move on.

"You cannot compete with the power of the gods, and the end of the empire is already doomed."

Huron exerted his furious power on the clone again and again, and the destructive nature of Chaos was revealed in him.

"There's no better chance to prove my loyalty than to save the empire from a doomed crisis, isn't it?"

But Fugen on the other side just refused to fall, as if the human empire itself, it still stood up after the wind and rain.

The two powerhouses launched their offense and defense at a blazing speed, and their movements were dazzling.

The battle has reached a point where no one else can intervene, and the rage that erupts is capable of tearing any unfortunate person caught up in it to shreds.

It's true that ordinary people can't interfere, but Tarasin the Endless is not an ordinary person.

His supercomputer-like thinking ability can see the movements of the two of them clearly, and his infinite body substitute makes him not afraid of death at all.

I didn't catch Abaddon in Cadia last time, and it seems like a good thing to catch a Blackheart Huron this time.

So when the two were inseparable, Tarasin operated the clone and directly self-detonated and pounced on it with a static bomb.

Fogen knew Tarasim and knew what the space necro was up to.

In order to cooperate with Tarassin's actions, he intensified his offensive and suppressed Huron.

The Tyrant of Badab was also aware of the enemy's intentions, but due to the dead entanglement of the clone in front of him, he couldn't spare time to care about the attacking space necromancer.

Soon after, a loud noise was heard from inside the sanctuary, and the three of them were frozen in a three-dimensional space, like an eternal monument.

"No!"

Seeing this, the Red Pirates immediately panicked and rushed forward desperately, trying to rescue their masters.

The primordial Space Marines did their best to stop in front of them, making it impossible for them to break through for a while.

That's enough time for Tarasin to free Fugen - just activate another stasis device to cover Huron and disarm the previous one.

However, Tarasin underestimated the power of the subspace, Huron's pet, the subspace creature that gave the power of the tyrant of Badab, Hamadria actually escaped from Huron's body, which had been suspended in time.

At this point, it knew very well that the Red Pirates had been defeated, and that there was no way for it to defeat the enemy in front of it.

That's why that thing decisively chose to blow itself up.

The destructive power of the explosion was too weak to matter, but the ripples it caused in the subspace managed to attract the attention of the Chaos Gods, like a stone falling on the surface of a lake, a firecracker exploding in the night, so insignificant, but more than enough.

Relying on the guidance of the explosion, the majestic power of chaos suddenly descended from the supreme sky, like a metal drill bit rotating at high speed, vigorously penetrating the forbidden magic field composed of black stone obelisks.

The huge mechanical ark trembled violently, and the green runes on the obelisk also emitted a strange light.

"Report to your lordship, due to the strength of the spiritual power you are facing, the Blackstone Obelisk Array is about to be overloaded." Bad news came from the necromancer.

Values on the monitoring equipment are climbing rapidly, with two key indicators, temperature and radiation, approaching critical values in a matter of seconds.

"Steady, don't find a way to stabilize!" Tarasin shouted a command into the communication channel.

"But my lord." The necromancer's scalp is numb.

The Chaos Gods personally took action, this thing is said to be stable if it is stabilized?

Soon, after a violent vibration and light, the Obelisk, whose power had been pushed to the limit, finally could no longer bear the load, and it turned out in an instant, like a household appliance whose fuse had been blown out.

The forbidden demon field created by it no longer exists, and the power of the subspace in the surrounding area surges again.

"Orikan, are you okay over there?" Tarasin asked eagerly.

Because he wanted to cause a catastrophe for Blackheart Hurenner's collection, if this thing was really messed up, he would have to find a piece of tofu and kill himself directly.

"What a stupid and conceited man, Tarasin!" Orickon's angry shouts came from the communication channel, "But your stupidity and conceit are also within my calculations. ”

"So it's done?"

Instead of dwelling on the astrologer's rudeness, Tarasin confirmed with some excitement.

"Of course, you don't look at who's helping with the planning."

As he spoke, Orican uploaded the scene to the mechanical ark so that the rest of the empire could see what was happening.

The black shadows created by the Forbidden Ground are gone, and the Living Beings of the High Heavens can finally cast their eyes on it once again.

It stands to reason that the commander of the Imperial side at this time, the Vortex Envoy, the smart boy, should have already been a part of them, after all, there was only one last kowtow left, and there was no other force around to stop it.

But at this moment, Wei Mu was still standing in the cabin of the ship, standing among the demons, without a trace of corruption on his body.

However, Erebas, who was the messenger of the gods, was tied up and hung on the wall by flowers for some reason, covered in blood, and looked miserable.

The agreement has not been implemented.

Something big happened when they lost their vision.

And what's even more outrageous is that the four great demons and the demon legions under their command as representatives actually fell to their knees inexplicably at this moment.

They are prostrating themselves to their gods, and they are asking for the Most High.

(End of chapter)