With the blessing of the power of the emperor's pen, Wei Mu's "Essay on Asking for Thieves" was recognized by the Supreme Heaven.

It slowly broke away from Wei Mu's grasp, rising in an unstoppable motion, and finally ascended into the subspace, turning into golden energy and merging with the sea of souls.

Because the palm prints of the four great demons are deeply engraved in them, they have since escaped the control of the four gods and become free bodies that are not oppressed.

And in the future, all the demons who join their great cause and join the Chaos Rebels will do the same.

A new force has stepped onto the galactic stage, and no one could have predicted what kind of earth-shattering changes it would bring.

This exaggerated scene directly made all the onlookers present stupid.

The eyes of the Imperial soldiers widened, and their faces were full of incredulity.

They even felt that they had been exposed to too much chaotic energy, and that their normal senses had been deceived because of this.

"The festival makes him a lord. Was it so outrageous before? ”

The old mantis Neotra's worldview has been completely turned upside down, and what is happening in front of him is so unreal.

"That's right." Sarkozy, the clown in flowers, smiled and nodded, "Otherwise, how could my lord and your lord value him so much?" ”

The Enemy of Chaos has one more confidant, and there is no better news than this.

The Harlequin Troupe's efforts to do so were all worth it, and the Aydarns had a little more respite.

On the other side, Tarasin cursed from the necromantic communication channel could be heard.

"Why don't you hold back a little, Orikan, do you know how much of a loss this is for the preservation of history? Such an important thing as "The Thief's Text" should be well preserved, you killer of history and destroyer of culture! ”

A sight that could change the future of the galaxy is happening right in front of you, and the Endless doesn't have the opportunity to even touch that precious artifact.

"Don't be stupid, Tarasin, that thing has to ascend to the highest heaven to be useful, otherwise it will be worthless, and after all, the item itself is used for use, and the things that are useless will only be [commemorative significance], and your collecting habit has reached the point of putting the cart before the horse." Orican scolded in turn.

"You're not qualified to lecture me about collecting, and don't forget, you've broken a lot of things from my museum before." Not to be outdone, Tarasin said.

"Oh, really?" Orican smiled and said, "Not to mention that the matter has already been resolved through a lawsuit, and with a copy of the Thief's Confession in my possession, are you sure you still have to talk to me with this attitude?" ”

"What, you have a copy in your hand!" Tarasin's voice suddenly doubled, "What kind of copy is it?" ”

"When Wei Mu was writing the original, I put a layer of carbon paper underneath." As he spoke, Orican raised the thing at the Endless, "So you want it?" ”

The astrologer's hand made Tarasin's eyes straight, because in a way, it was also a kind of original.

"No, how could you be interested in such a thing?"

"It's not because one guy is too presumptuous about me." Orican snorted coldly, "If someone can be obedient, maybe I will be merciful to give it to him, after all, good children are worthy of rewards, do you say, Tarasin?" ”

"You"

Tarasin was furious.

However, for the sake of precious cultural relics, he could only restrain his temper, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "You see that I have invested so much in this matter, even if I have no credit, there is hard work, right?" If you can't satisfy even this little hobby, then your partners are really black-hearted. ”

"Okay, don't show credit here, the benefits will be indispensable to you after the deed." "For now, you have one last task left. ”

"What task?" Tarasin wondered, "Isn't this all done, what else can be done?" ”

"Help these demons through the first and hardest hurdle - don't let them be destroyed before they get out of trouble." Orican replied.

As for the Chaos Rebels' side, since it is not right to plan to raise troops to rebel, it is the side of the Qing monarch, then everything has to be done.

The first to deal with is the Lord of Heresy, the Hand of Fate, the Chief Priest of the Bearers, our beloved Mr. Erebas.

He is the source of humanity's pollution of subspace, and he is also the representative of the Chaos Space Marines in this incident, and he is being held high at the moment.

It was a fitting thing to sacrifice him before going on an expedition.

"No, no!"

Erebus's mouth kept whining, screaming desperately.

Boundless fear filled his eyes, like a fart about to be put into the pot.

How could he lose to this hairy boy in front of him, how could everything be like this.

He should have done this beautifully, made the empire prostrate on its knees, and once again successfully proved himself to be favored by the four gods.

Obviously, victory is so close to him, and it is clear that honor is already within reach.

Wei Mu meant to give this guy Ling Chi directly, but the demons had other ideas about what to do with Erebas.

They have a unique way of tossing people.

The Bloodthirsty Demon Riot used the sharp knife technique to directly peel off his entire skin, and the leprosy of the Great Impure provided a strong vitality so that he would not die in the process, and the Secret Keeper Soul Eater threaded the needle and threaded it into a perfect cloth, and finally the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Transformations cast a spell by the Strange Spirit Master, attaching him powerful power.

With the concerted efforts of the four gods and demons, Erebas, who led humanity to rebel against the subspace, was eventually made into a banner that became a symbol of the demons' righteousness.

Such an ironic ending is just right for him,

The banner was held up by the rebel's lieutenant, a god-deity vamplet, with Erebas's distorted face in the center, still screaming silently.

Now that they have a banner to carry, they have to do something to show that they are famous.

While the attention of the Supreme Heaven is still focused here, the great publicity opportunity cannot be missed.

At the behest of Wei Mu, the vending ghosts pushed a demon engine.

The source of the goods was naturally the Red Pirates.

Inside the engine is a poor subspace creature that was imprisoned by the Red Pirate Warlock and eventually crafted into this war machine.

This situation is quite common among Chaos Space Marines.

Demons are the embodiment of intense emotions and are eager to do things, but as weapons, demons not only lose their freedom, but also endure excruciating pain, most of the time in a state of sealance, and can only perform limited activities during brief moments of battle.

Most of the demons that have been made into engines have been driven into madness, and this one in front of you is no exception.

It's imprisoned in the damn thing, and the days of despair are so long that there's no end in sight.

In front of all the lifeless in the Supreme Heaven, the riot split the demon engine with an axe, and the demons inside could not escape the fate of banishment in the end because they fused with the engine.

However, such an ending was a relief for the demon, who smiled with relief as it dissipated.

I believe that in a few hundred years, it will be an elf and strange little devil again, and I hope that it will be able to do evil happily everywhere at that time, and not have to face such despair again.

"This is direct evidence of the unbridled misdeeds of the human beings against the creatures of the subspace, and there are millions of victims like this among them!"

The rioters raised their tomahawks and pointed at the new badab ahead.

The Red Pirate's foundry is still running rapidly, and countless subspace creatures are screaming there.

"Free them!"

The Bloodthirsty Demon roared angrily.

The demon army under his command responded happily, and the fighting spirit was high.

They rode the subspace air currents set off by the Great Demons and rushed to the surface of the planet with murderous energy.

(End of chapter)