The Lord of Mankind, the Immortal God Emperor, the Icy Sun of Subspace, the Fifth Evil God, and the Lord of Darkness were all my fates, each stronger than the other, each higher than the other.

I was born to be a human and destined to be a god, but I am not happy about it.

The strongest person in the world, even the chaotic power in the supreme heaven is not my opponent alone, especially since I sat on the golden throne of endless suffering, my strength and cultivation have continued to grow in me, making my strength so strong that no one can compare to me!

As an individual life, I am so powerful that I have surpassed everyone's expectations and become the strongest life form in the universe.

If I get up, everything in the universe will die because of me!

Even the four gods have to bow to my feet, and my strength has far surpassed the so-called position given to me by fate.

However, having such great power does not make me happy, because this power is exchanged for all those who love me, revere me, and respect me.

The vast majority of people in this world trust me, consider me to be the most noble hero, the greatest emperor, think that I am the eternal and correct being, and think that I am the absolute only light.

But how could they know the pain of killing my own son with my own hands, that I am not an eternal and correct deity, but a powerful man who can make mistakes, fears, and stupid choices.

But in order to preserve my race forever, I will do whatever it takes to do whatever it takes me! In addition to dealing with all the aliens that threaten humanity, everything that can threaten the rise of humanity must also be wiped out and destroyed, even if he is my son, I will not let it go. For this is my way and my way.

Some people may not agree with me, but even if I am wrong, I have done the ultimate, for the race I love, and I have dedicated all my wisdom and strength to the great race of mankind and to the great cause of eternal liberation of mankind.

And at this moment, the emperor has to face the biggest enemy he has encountered in his life, the most incredible peerless powerhouse in the universe.

Billions of greenskins converged into an ocean of tides, and there was a hysterical battle between the Empire of Humanity and the Orc Greenskins, but none of this mattered, the Astarte monks got their own home, and it was a glorious death.

And the greenskins have also reached the end of their dreams - WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!

The Emperor's burst of energy at this moment permanently broke the curtain separating subspace from the real world, and all the planets and stars in the entire human empire region were now trapped in subspace, and a large hole that penetrated the structure of reality, the "abyss", took the place of the earth, and replaced it as the core of the solar system and several surrounding star systems.

Pure and primordial chaotic energy poured out of it, and the golden and cold sun burned out countless demons, and the four evil gods cheered.

Nothing can stop the fusion of reality and illusion, the door of the physical world and the illusory world is open, and the battle moon formation carries countless orcs towards the solar system.

Countless psionic and techno boys forged ahead under the leadership of the second brother of the hairy man, the scorching white light flickered, and in the midst of crazy roars and shouts, black pyramids were thrown out, and brilliant balls of light fell from the cold depths of space, turning into roaring stars as they approached.

This is our fate, the meaning of what we have been created, to engage in a never-ending battle, to make the second brother Mao roar, they are roaring, boundless joy, incomparably happy.

We love war!

We love war the most!!

It is not just the joy of killing, nor the sorrow of being killed, but the love of everything that is in war, no matter where it is, no matter what kind of war, whether it is killed or killed!!

Countless greenskinned psionic energy converged into a huge Colosseum, and hundreds of millions of greenskins all watched this grand war, cheering, beating gongs and drums, and following the second brother Mao in the final battle.

The huge fist collided, shattering countless excited orcs, and the image of the second brother began to coincide.

Stronger! Thicker!! Bigger !!

In the roar that shook the universe, the strongest biological weapon of the ancient saints had been resurrected, scarlet eyes, fangs like mountains, and the height of the greenskins had all risen to more than twelve meters.

However, the emperor's body shape is changing, and there is a limit to spiritual energy, and it is precisely because of the power of chaos that the four gods deeply know that spiritual energy has a limit.

Essentially, psionic energy is only a part of the fabric of this universe, so it cannot transcend the universe itself.

But the emperor has already surpassed this universe, and his size has become more and more huge, ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters, ten thousand meters. Higher than the mountains, bigger than the ocean.

Eventually, the Emperor's body seemed to fill the galaxy.

The dazzling light that emanated from the wheel of light behind his head shone the whole world, and in this world of war, there was no light comparable to him, and nothing could compare to him.

The emperor is out, and he is born in the universe!

God and God!

"It's time for war!"

This is a divine war, and all beings are withering.

Even if the final result of winning all victories is destruction, the second brother Mao doesn't care, because what they expect is this unprecedented war!

Rage, an incomparable amount of psionic power gathered in the Emperor's body, a power that was enough to destroy everything and devour everything. The soul and body are crushed into ashes, and life is erased from any level, and there is no possibility of it ever again.

The emperor roared angrily and killed the second brother Mao, and the second brother also burst out with bright green light around him, merging into a huge green-skinned beast, and all the green-skinned were cheering.

The battle between the two races, the fight between the two powerhouses, and the final showdown of everything.

The Greenskins and Astarte are in a frantic battle, the pirate fleet and the Imperial Navy collide with each other, the hot nuclei cool in space, the planets explode, and the space-time vortex comes one after another. But at the moment they are so happy, so happy.

Whether it is the greenskins or the humans, they are laughing at the moment, because they are fighting for the great war they have dreamed of, their god-emperor has given his life to this great war, and all life has given its meaning to this grand war.

Subspace is dependent on the existence of the real universe and is a part of the entire universe.

When the emotions of living beings are agitated and broken, the subspace changes.

But now kill, kill kill, kill all living things in the universe, and the corpses of all things accumulate to cover the entire planet, becoming a hotbed for orcs to proliferate.

There should be no living beings in the universe, no living beings other than orcs and humans.

The screams of the psionic energy of countless creatures destroying death echo through the subspace, but eventually the echo will fall.

The entire universe will be reduced to ruins in a great war, and only the victors will be able to rebuild everything from the ruins.

(End of chapter)