Cough! Cough! Cough!

Wingate was coughing up blood, he lay limply on the ground, his eyes staring at the dreary sky through his shattered eyepiece helmet, and the looming death stopped so that he could continue to live in this world.

He could feel his weakness, his own pain, his own unbearableness, pain all over his body, blood flowing out of his body, sucked dry by the mud and dust in the ruins.

"You guys are really getting more and more unbearable, you don't dare to deal with me, so you go to pick soft persimmons and pinch them, it's a shame."

Dante stared at the behemoth in front of him fearlessly, and the aura emanating from his body was enough to ignore the difference in size between the two sides and overwhelm the other.

Manzeko's blood-red eyes stared at Dante, with a hint of fear and unease in his eyes, without the same arrogance and contempt as when facing Wingate, even in the face of Dante's taunts, it did not dare to show any anger.

"Cursed One, Forsaken One, you were able to break through the trap I set so quickly and come here, to be honest, it really surprised me."

"There's something more unexpected waiting for you." Dante pointed the tip of the Enma Blade at Manzeko, undisguised his murderous intent, "Think about your last words. ”

"Maybe we can talk." Manzeko pondered his words for a moment, and his attitude towards Wingate was completely different from that of Wingate just now, "There is no need for you to continue to serve your clown king, as long as you want, you can throw yourself into the arms of the Most High God, you will gain immortal life, power beyond the imagination of mortal beings, and you will live through one cosmic epoch after another." ”

"And what you have to do is very simple, let our lord's dependents, the weeping angels, continue to live, and help them quickly expand their populations, so that our lord can come to reality."

A sneer appeared on Dante's face, but unfortunately it was blocked by the black armor helmet, and Manzeko could not see it.

Before, he was still thinking about why the other party wanted to attack the two of them, but now everything is clear, why he is trying to keep them here.

Now that everything has an answer, the Weeping Angel is a dependant of the Most High God, and it is clear that the other party is worried that he will kill the Weeping Angel when he returns, and Dante does intend to do so.

The High God apparently did not want his family to be wiped out in this way, so he sent the overlord to try to prevent Dante from returning to his original point in time.

As long as Dante doesn't return, everything will be changed, and the Weeping Angel will quickly flood the galaxy, and finally become a beacon for the return of the Most High God.

Knowing the other party's intentions, Dante's heart is even more determined, and the more the enemy opposes it, the more the empire should do it. They don't want to let themselves go back, so they must go back, the empire will win, and the god emperor will defeat all the ghosts, snakes, and gods.

"Are you talking in your sleep? I never thought that you, born of nightmares and fears, would talk such nonsense and let your false god roll away, or one day its head would become the ornament of my throne. ”

Such blasphemous remarks made Manzeko look angry, "How dare you blaspheme my master. ”

"I'm going to kill it." Dante shouted as he rushed towards Manzeco, even though the two sides were very different in size, Dante's aura and bravery canceled everything out, and a surging soulless power poured out of his body like an invisible flame surrounding his body.

The tentacles that Manzeko waved in the air had begun to wither and shatter before they could touch Dante.

The realm of reality is the home of the soulless, and their soulless force field can help the universe repair the curtain of reality and illusion, and bring everything that has been distorted by reality back on track.

Although Manzeko is an eternal being, it is heavily dependent on subspace, and once the Veil is strengthened and the Aether is suppressed, it becomes weak, as evidenced by the withered and crumbling tentacles.

Dante wielded the Enma blade with rage, slashing at the attacking tentacles, and easily cut them all off, "Today is your time of death, dare to offend our emperor, dare to provoke the empire, you will be completely erased." ”

"We cannot be destroyed, we belong to the subspace." "We are eternal, we are immortal, we belong to the Most High Heavens. ”

Manzeko swung his tentacles and slapped at Dante again, the tyrannosaurus knowing full well that he didn't have enough strength to stand up to the minions of the Cursed, this was the real world, home of that damn clown king.

While confronting Dante, it tries to disintegrate its own body until its entire body crumbles, from which the soul can escape and return to the subspace.

It must not die at the hands of Dante, and if it is killed by Dante, it will never be resurrected unless its owner is willing to forcibly pull it back at an unimaginable cost, at the risk of falling from his throne.

"Then let's give it a try." Dante leapt to his feet, roaring through the helmet's speakers, severing all the tentacles that stood in his way.

His attack left Manzeko passive, and its wielding tentacles were unable to resist the opponent, and the battlefield was filled with writhing tentacles for a while.

With roars and roars, he slashed Dante all the way, finally cutting through layers of obstacles, and finally swinging his sword, stabbing at Manzeko's massive, twisted body, causing it to let out a piercing wail.

Then Dante saw its body shrink rapidly, like the huge body of a mountain constantly disintegrating, melting like wax, dripping on the ground into billowing steam and foul-smelling pus.

The huge body was shattered, and even the church was crumbled, and it was scattered into rubble, and smoke and steam rolled and rolled together.

The mighty Tyrannosaurus huddled in the rubble, trembling all over, foul-smelling blood flowing from its wounds, and it let out a pitiful cry, as if pleading, as if praying.

"Poor fellow." Dante walked up to Manzeco, "This is the price you pay for trying to challenge the Empire, and the price you need to pay for the master behind you. I knew it could hear it, and that's what it was saying. The galaxy belongs to the empire, the universe also belongs to the empire, you pseudo-gods are just remnants of ancient phantoms, trying to live through the flesh and soul of real creatures, you once fooled my people, but we will not make such mistakes again. We will banish you false gods, forever, and if you are not willing to perish, then we will kill you and send your heads to the memorial of the Empire. Remember, you should only be in the company of the vanished past, and you are no longer in a position to dictate the universe. ”

In the depths of the invisible subspace, an angry roar was heard, setting off a storm of fear enough to inspire every living being.

Many of the creatures that could sense the subspace trembled, not knowing what was happening, only that the legendary god was furious.

"There is much help for the righteous, but little help for the unjust. The empire is getting more and more hated now. In an unknown dark world, a beautiful woman said in a sarcastic tone.

Beside the women were black-robed worshippers, who were silent and stood like sculptures, the occasional flash of thunder illuminating the inverted cross on their foreheads.

Outside the galaxy, the many alien races who were displaced and driven out by the terrible slaughter of humans also felt the upheaval of the subspace, and some guys showed joy, the more gods the empire provoked, and when the time came, it would also suffer even more terrible disasters.

Such a provocation to the gods, human beings really don't know whether to live or die.

There are also some alien races who show worried looks, and even the gods dare to provoke, and the strength of the empire must have swelled a lot.

With the wrath of a god, the hidden, long-lived ancient beings across the galaxy who should have been swept into the garbage heap by time turned their gaze to the subspace one after another.

The various measures of mankind are becoming more and more excessive, the gods of the pantheon are about to reach the point of unbearable, and a new catastrophe will come soon, which will be a real catastrophe, and the galaxy will be purged and left to the next rising race to control. They need to be prepared to avoid being affected by this catastrophe.

Dante knew nothing about any of this, and even if he did, he didn't care.

His mission is to deal with all the strange creatures that enter the real world, and as for the higher-level wars, leave it to the God Emperor to carry out.

After making his declaration, Dante's sword pierced into the monster's body, and with a terrible scream, it was split in half, and with a strange light, clumps of subspace spiritual matter and void weapons erupted from the monster's shattered body, and then ignited in the air, turning into ashes, countless ashes with embers fluttering in the air.

Dealing with the horrible monster, Dante walked up to Wingate and looked down at the poor agent condescendingly.

Wingate was dying, and the Warframe's life-sustaining system was still trying to help the body repair its injuries and keep its users alive.

Wingate stretched out his hand, wanting to say something, but as soon as his eyes went dark, his consciousness fell into complete darkness. He wandered, wandered, wandered aimlessly, as if he had been exiled completely.

"Why am I here, and not in the Heavenly Kingdom of the God Emperor??"

"Am I doing badly?"

"Is the God Emperor dissatisfied with me?"

Countless fragmented thoughts emerge and disappear, vague and real.

There was a sound, and then the darkness was shattered by the light, and he walked to the place where the light was emitting, and after crossing the line between light and darkness, he saw a god sitting on a throne, shrouded in flames, and the light that pierced the darkness was the fire on him, and it was extremely bright. He is so magnificent, a finger is countless times bigger than a star.

Wingate's body trembled, and a wave of realization rose in his heart, and he realized that the huge god in front of him was the god-emperor to whom he was loyal, his power was unimaginable, and his wisdom was enough to see through the eons. Inside the flames are countless people who have been sacrificed, and they form the flames that surround the God Emperor, and the God Emperor will live forever.

Wingate cried, the struggle and sacrifice of the past have been valuable at this moment.

He staggered to the magnificent throne, eager to stand with those people and become a flame in the body of the God-Emperor.

Wingate ran all the way to the God-Emperor, full of devotion and faith, but the closer he got to the God-Emperor, the more he felt the heaviness of his body.

Darkness reappeared beneath his feet, plunging him in, and the sight made him cry out in panic.

The magnificent god bowed his head and looked at the poor man with flaming eyes, and Wingate stretched out his hand and cried out, "Help me, let me return to your arms, I have given my loyalty, I have fought to the death for you." ”

He didn't move, only the flaming eyes showed pity and infinite kindness, and Wingate could feel His love for him and what He meant.

++The time has not yet come, Wingate, you still have an unfinished mission++

No!! Help me!!

Wingate tried to pull himself out of the darkness, and at the same time tried to reach out to the sky, trying to catch the light that the God Emperor had escaped, he shouted hoarsely, but the darkness still swallowed him little by little, and in the back, he was completely swallowed by the darkness, looking at the God Emperor, watching his former companion disappear from his eyes, he cried out in pain, "No. ”

Then, in reality, he opened his eyes violently and shouted at the same time!!

"Are you having nightmares?" Dante, who was on the sidelines, was startled by Wingate's shouting.

Wingate looked around and found himself in a hospital, lying naked in a treatment pod, which Dante operated in front of a floating screen.

"I'm not dead??" Wingate looked at his limbs, and all of them were still sound, but there were still some horrible-looking scars left on his body.

"You almost died, and your heart was pierced with a few pieces of iron, and it took me a lot of effort to get it out, and I helped you mend it. But my methods are very rough, and I can only guarantee that you will live. After this mission, you have to go to the doctor immediately and ask him to help you get it again, or I'm afraid your heart will burst one day. ”

Just from Dante's description, you can get a sense of what Wingate was like at that time. The whole body was injured, and he didn't look like a human anymore, and he almost died with a whimper, and he was completely finished.

Naked Wingate got up from the instrument table and nodded gratefully to Dante, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome." Dante pointed to the side, "Those are your things, you can see if there are any less." ”

Wingate pulled a hospital gown that he set aside, apparently prepared for him by Dante.

After putting on his clothes, he began to check his belongings, the tech armor he was wearing before was already in tatters, and there was still a lot of blood and broken flesh left on it, and it was useless at first glance.

The other bits and pieces didn't matter, the most important thing was the pocket watch, the dagger, and the compass, and that subspace map.

The case of the pocket watch has been broken and does not affect the use, and the other items are somewhat damaged, but they are still usable.

"That's enough." Wingate put his things away and put them in the pocket of his hospital gown, except for the compass in his hand, and the compass, which had not moved, swayed again, and the wind of ether reappeared.

It seems that it was the monster that blocked the wind that caused them to be trapped here, and now that it has been killed, the aether wind has recovered.

"Let's go, it's time for us to move on." Wingate said.

With the help of a map and a compass, they found another node, slashed it away with a dagger, and the two set off on their way.

The rest of the journey went a lot smoother, without the time worms chasing and killing, and without the obstruction of those evil gods' minions.

Eventually, they arrived at a point in time when the Human Alliance was falling apart, and Wingate used a dagger to cut through the skin of the plane and open an entrance to the node they found.

"That's the end of it." Wingate lowered his voice and said, "You go in from here, and on the other side is Cape Town, and you will appear where you disappeared." He looked at his pocket watch before continuing, "It's only a few minutes, if not a few seconds, at most before you're gone, and it's still too late." ”

"9527, thank you very much." Dante walked towards the crack, "Remember to go to the doctor to fix your heart." ”

"I'll remember." Wingate said, "I thank you for saving me. ”

"May we meet again before the throne." After Dante left these words, he stepped into the crack that radiated light.

"May we meet again before the throne." Wingate also said silently, and after the crack closed and confirmed that the other party had arrived at his destination, he also turned and left, preparing to return to headquarters for treatment and apply for new equipment.

On the other side, Dante once again felt the discomfort of traveling through time, but after so many trips, he had already developed the resistance to suppress this discomfort.

After a few moments, he felt reality again, and saw a battlefield that seemed to have a hazy filter.

"We cannot be destroyed, and we will come back again." The Lord of the Weeping Angels roared, banishing himself from a few days ago to the past.

After being sent away, the battlefield quickly became clear, and after a difficult journey of several days, he returned here.

Lord of the Weeping Angels, as soon as a smile appeared on his hideous face, he was frightened again, and before he could react. Dante's sword pierced into it.

"No, today is the day of your destruction." Dante made up word for word what he should have said a few days ago.

The Weeping Angel leader looked horrified and incredulous.

Why can Dante go back from the past!!

Isn't it enough for humans to just seize control of reality? Still thinking about seizing control of space and time??

The Weeping Angel Lord wants to say something.

Dante didn't give it another chance, and the divine flame spread along his hand, covering the other person's body, and began to assimilate the origin of the Weeping Angel. His vision began to change drastically as he devoured the origin of the Weeping Angel, and he realized a lot of things at this moment, and the intricate timeline was completely presented in front of him at this moment.

Everything was calculated and part of the great plan.

He was sent to the past, and then he was sent back by the people of the future, and then he absorbed the origin of the Weeping Angel, allowing himself to complete his ascension and get rid of the control of real time.

His gaze looked through the layers of space to see the God-Emperor sitting aboard the Imperial Dream, and he sat on the throne and smiled at himself.

"My Lord, all glory be to you." He said silently in his heart, and then the strange feeling subsided, and he was pulled back to reality, and the cheers of those people rang in his ears.

Qin Zheng retracted his gaze on the Dream of Empire, his solemn face became relaxed, Wingate successfully brought Dante back, so that the past and the future are connected, but this is far from enough, more connections are still needed to ensure that the history of mankind is indestructible.

Qin Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, the duel between him and the Supreme God, although neither side personally ended up, but the danger was not inferior to a direct war, a little careless, Dante was left in the past, and his plan would also collapse completely, leading to the chaos of time and space, and the newly rising Galactic Empire would collapse instantly.

Just as he pondered how best to weave the history of mankind, Saladin walked in, curtsied, and began to report on the purification of the Noor system.

"We have basically solved the corruption of the Noor Galaxy, placed anti-spirit ability fields on various planets, cleared the more powerful individuals, and the rest of the work can be handed over to time to complete, Captain Zhao Xun asked you if you can prepare to set sail, or do you still have other instructions?"

The picture of the AI-Qiqi of the Judgment Blade, I can't draw the rune paper of the brain, so I just find a cute little girl with blue hair to make up the number.

It's five thousand and a half again, adding up to more than ten thousand.

I'll try harder, one more chapter, brothers, rise up, hurry up and vote, or we'll wilt again.

The last chapter may not be written before twelve o'clock, but it must be like one or two o'clock, so you don't have to die.

(End of chapter)