The emperor and the second brother of Mao hysterically started killing, breaking through the boundaries given to him by the ancient sage, but he exerted the instinct given to him by the ancient sage to the extreme, and the second brother of Mao roared when he reintegrated into one, and the stars were shattered by it.

The filthy blood of the human empire has bloomed into the glory of a golden age under the tempering of war.

The loyal, fallen primordials of Leon El Johnson, Fogen, Perturab, and Chahatai Khan, who had been forcibly summoned, gathered at this moment, and the gods stepped into Valhalla!

Sacrifice, the foundation of the empire rests on sacrifice, this is a true proverb, the blood of martyrs is the fire of the empire, when the loyal slave learns to love the whipping, only death is the end of the obligation.

For 10,000 years we endured in silence, sometimes we sprouted briefly in the sun, more often we lingered in the shadow of death, and for a hundred centuries we fought, died, and spilled the blood of our enemies and our own on countless battlefields.

Human beings are constantly sacrificing themselves, and sacrifice allows the blood of human beings to continue. Generation, generation, generation, not for any great ideal, for sacrifice itself is greater than any ideal.

But maybe there is a hope buried deep in everyone's heart—maybe one day, maybe 10,000 years from now, there will be a generation where there will be no more sacrifices, and there will be a generation where humanity will live forever in peace!

The Emperor once said that as the only pure natural race, human beings are the masters of the Destiny of the Milky Way!

Although it is inevitable that the suspicion of the next bull criticism, it is actually not bad.

The Terrans are indeed the strongest and most powerful race in the galaxy after the Spirit Race!

In the golden age of mankind, or the age of dark technology of mankind, human beings have indeed become a super bug race! Master all kinds of strange black technology, and "get along" with various races!!

The gods live in harmony, as the emperor of that era and the three evil gods, how can they not know what the true nature of human beings is?

The premise of harmonious coexistence is the oppression, enslavement and consumption of other races by human beings.

The golden human or golden man itself is a group of Slaanesh sisters who are overjoyed to see it, close to Sister S in taste, close to a loving father in life transformation, and a thumbs up in murderous and belligerent terror

All kinds of genocides, all kinds of bloody massacres, both internal and external!

Unleash your true nature with all your might, exterminate the hostile races, and vent all your hatred in this final war.

May the light of the emperor spread far and wide!

May the Emperor's Sword be mighty!!

May the son of the emperor be the sword of the Eight Desolations!!

Kill, kill!!!!

Sacrifice for the sake of mankind is what you should do as a ruler.

This is an honor, but also a responsibility!

When the brilliant gold was like a lightning bolt tearing through the entire space, crashing into the green King Kong, the entire galaxy could feel a heart-rending roar, and the second brother Mao suddenly left golden-green blood, he was covered with green hair, and punched out a terrifying blow that knocked the emperor down.

"My master taught the Fa, so that I have become stronger!" Furry gave a cruel grin. "I have broken through the limitations of the ancient saints, we will continue to grow bigger and thicker, and enter the heavens and all the worlds with my master, and tear everything apart."

As a fungal creature, Mao Mao has long been baptized by the law of the fairy king, and it can be said that Mao is too easy to be a half-brother. (Taisu: "?")

"Breaking the limit? But now you're the only one who breaks the limits, get hairy. The emperor said coldly.

Engage in wool combination, incomparably powerful, breaking the limit.

But the other greenskins have reached the end, and their end is the limit given to them by the ancient saints, but there is no limit to human beings, and they have no talent to be proud of as naturally born beings.

Human, what a small word!

But such a small person has created a great civilization, comparable to the creations of the ancient saints, and has become an existence that the four gods should also pay attention to.

It's this kind of human being that is the human being I love!

So once again, once again, fight for the humanity you love! Neos!!

The emperor's roar shook the universe, and the soul of the nameless man, who was sealed in the dust of countless beliefs and superstitions, was now fighting frantically, and his power was increasing wildly.

"Ra, Odin, Vishnu, and Eros, come out for me now!" The emperor roared angrily, and four magnificent figures appeared behind him, which were the figures of the four gods, it was Nurgle, Sadism, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh who emerged with the help of the concept of the gods that the emperor had incarnated in the past, and turned into real existences, and even beyond this, a sturdy Central Asian wearing a laurel crown and wearing linen appeared.

Five figures, the existence of the five realms and the emperor at the same level of combat power.

"Life is free from birth, and not even life itself can bind the soul above it." A heavy figure, with an incomparable brilliance.

In the shattered crystal world, by God and man.

God does not exist in the first place, and it has always been human beings, whether it is a noble good god or an evil evil god of chaos.

It is nothing but a hell of self-shaping of intelligent life, a self-shaped hell of life itself.

With a muscular body bare, an unknown animal skin wrapped around his waist, primitive and quaint, long black-brown hair casually draped, the oldest human exuded the glory of his past, as bright as gold and as bright as the sun, like a god descending from the earth, making it impossible to look directly at the overly intense light.

But that brilliance is not the brilliance of the gods, but the brilliance of mankind! The golden spirit that belongs to mankind!! If human beings are strong and good enough, then why can't human beings become that god!!

The manifest destiny of mankind has arrived, so fight with me now!

In the next moment, the ancient human had raised its fist, a fist of pain, thorns, and ideals.

"Salvation Demon Slayer Fist!"

An unprecedented metamorphosis erupted in the terrifying heart, and six attacks that were enough to shatter the universe completely bombarded the body of the second brother Mao, and the fall of the gods brought a shout that echoed throughout the galaxy.

When the light flowed in the world, the body of the Calamity universe erupted with terrifying energy, infinite energy erupted like blood, and countless lives were born in that torrent of energy.

The time has come to be born, so as to correct everything!

The illusory figure gradually stared, the blood-colored ocean surged, and the emperor looked at everything that was born on the body of the giant beast.

"At this moment, you have finally been happy!"

Above the hairy corpse, a graceful figure bathed in endless blood said in that joyful voice.

(End of chapter)