Chapter 213 Evil Gods: A Moment of Silence

Chapter 213 Evil Gods: A moment of silence...

Space is twisting.

The violent and pure energy is gushing out, and the surrounding void is occupied by the holy light.

"Too fierce..."

In Ron's field of vision, there is only golden light and struggling colorful phantoms.

He can feel the excitement of the God Emperor and the anger contained in it.

It is the anger that has been suppressed for nearly ten thousand years.

Ten thousand years ago, the Emperor and the Primarchs led the Imperial Legion to launch a great expedition, breaking through the Milky Way in one fell swoop, leaving a vast territory for mankind.

Laying the foundation for mankind to dominate the galaxy.

At this time, the human empire has millions of planets and civilized worlds, like the rising sun.

Everything is thriving.

But the overly large territory has brought unimaginable management pressure to the empire.

In order to enable mankind to achieve further development, the Emperor secluded himself in the basement of the Terra Palace to study the ancient webway project.

It was a huge webway composed of many tunnels developed by the ancient race of the ancient saints.

Those tunnels connect the Warp.

If you can find the right Warp Gate, you can reach the other side of the Empire or even any place in the galaxy through the Webway in an instant.

These high-speed channels can connect the territories of the Empire.

Let the territories support each other, exchange what they have, and prosper rapidly.

After the Emperor thoroughly understood the Webway, he decided to create his own entrance.

He built a golden, mechanically driven Warp Gate, which was so large that it could accommodate several Hound-class Titans to enter and exit freely at the same time.

After the gate was built, he repaired an ancient and mysterious device - the Golden Throne, which was a mechanical relic that could greatly enhance psychic power.

The Emperor hung the Golden Throne on the Golden Gate and connected the two through complex mechanical circuits.

Once activated, he could amplify his psychic power through the Golden Throne, and then find and control the entrance to the Webway.

After that, the Emperor made a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life.

He... sat on it.

The Emperor sat on the Golden Throne.

Countless cables and pipelines connected him to the Golden Throne, and unparalleled psychic arcs flickered on his body.

After sitting on the Golden Throne, the Emperor's research reached an important stage, and He was temporarily bound and unable to move freely.

However, from this moment on, the Emperor and the Empire embarked on a tragic fate.

Tzeentch, together with other Chaos Gods, bewitched the Primarch Horus and made him betray the Emperor.

Horus set off a war in the galaxy and tried to attack Terra, enter the palace and kill the Emperor.

At the critical moment of the war, Tzeentch bewitched Magnus again, causing him to crash the psychic barrier of the Webway.

This allowed countless demons in the Warp to freely enter and exit the material world.

The Emperor had to work hard to use the Golden Throne to suppress the demons and plug the gap.

He had to deal with Horus and endless demons at the same time, and he was unable to split his attention.

In order to deal with this situation, he could only let his loyal subordinate who had followed him for many years, the Imperial Regent Malcador, sit on the Golden Throne in his place.

This allowed him to temporarily escape and fight Horus.

After dealing with Horus, the Emperor dragged his body back to the Golden Throne, and Malcador had been reduced to ashes under the huge psychic power.

The gap in the Webway still existed. In order to protect Terra and the human world, he had to sit on the Golden Throne again.

He blocked the gap with his body and psychic power.

Since then, all the Emperor's efforts have been destroyed.

The psychic power on the Golden Throne gave him the most cruel torture in the universe, putting him in the gap between life and death.

His body lost its vitality, leaving only the soul consciousness in the subspace.

It continued to protect the Empire in the form of energy.

But in any case, mankind lost the leadership of the Emperor and inevitably fell.

Ignorance and blind worship, the attacks of demons and aliens, caused the human empire to gradually decline.

Fortunately, the Emperor in the warp was worshipped by people and turned into a golden sun.

People established a church and honored him as the God-Emperor, the great golden sun, and the only faith of mankind.

With the blessing of the faith of hundreds of millions of people, he became a god-like existence.

Although the golden sun of the God-Emperor cannot move, it can provide shelter for mankind in other forms.

But all this is not what the God-Emperor wants to see.

Humanity could have a bright future, but it was destroyed by the hands of the Chaos Evil God!

And Tzeentch is one of the culprits!

The golden sun expanded violently, and the anger suppressed for thousands of years broke out, pouring out more brilliant and fierce energy!

Such a terrifying momentum, even Ron, who was possessed by the little sun not far away, trembled:

"Such a terrifying energy, it is even more terrifying than the Chaos Evil God. Fortunately, the God-Emperor is one of us, otherwise mankind would have no chance of survival..."

"The Cursed!"

Tzeentch wailed, sending out several psychic messages in succession, begging the golden sun to forgive him.

These terrifying energies are deadly and unbearable for evil gods.

Pain, extreme pain!

If one must describe the pain that Tzeentch endured at this moment.

It is equivalent to the five senses of humans being strengthened tens of thousands of times, and then being buried in a burning, electrified, smelly cesspool for nearly ten thousand years.

Such a tragic scene made the other evil gods who were watching the battle from a very far distance shudder.

The power of the Cursed was beyond their imagination.

Fortunately, with the restraint of humans, the Cursed could not gain freedom, otherwise they would be in danger.

The Chaos Evil Gods were extremely worried. If one day the Cursed completely ascended to God and gained freedom.

What should they do then?

Even if they were immortal beings, it would be almost impossible to be destroyed.

But if they were tortured by the Cursed like Tzeentch, they would be better off dead.

The reason why the Chaos Gods tried so hard to corrupt the human empire.

In addition to spreading and absorbing faith to strengthen themselves.

More importantly, they wanted to control more humans with corrupted faith, disintegrate the empire, and weaken the power of the cursed.

"Save me, save me!"

Tzeentch sent another distress message.

In fact, the moment the colorful clone plunged into the golden sun, he sent a distress message to the Chaos Gods.

Requesting them to unite and save themselves.

But the Chaos Gods chose to remain silent.

Just kidding, they were tired of living, so they approached the golden sun.

That was equivalent to charging under an atomic bomb.

As long as they didn't get close to the area where the golden sun was, the cursed couldn't do anything to them.

As for Tzeentch, let him be unlucky.

They believed that if they encountered such an unlucky situation, other evil gods would also choose to stand by and watch.

Besides, Tzeentch, this troublemaker, is not likable in itself.

Besides, it wasn't his real body that fell into it, so he shouldn't die...

The Chaos Evil Gods were silent, watching Tzeentch's miserable state.

They had different expressions, and they felt a sense of grief.

They couldn't help but mourn for him.

Compared to the Chaos Evil Gods who watched from a distance, Ron watched the grand scene from a close distance.

It was very refreshing!

By the way, he had a grudge against Tzeentch.

Ten years ago, Yusuf of the Horman family believed in Tzeentch and created a lot of chaos on the planet Ers.

It caused heavy losses to the Royal Court.

In Ron's sight, the energy of the golden sun was like free, and it was madly infused into the colorful matter.

It was output at full strength according to Tzeentch.

It was a waste, but it was so cool.

The extremely huge sacred energy burned the colorful material clone, and a lot of energy was transmitted to Tzeentch's body through the clone.

It caused a lot of damage to his body.

Finally, the colorful substance dissipated with an extreme wail.

After dealing with the Tzeentch clone, the golden sun pulled out his hand.

He sensed the prying eyes and suddenly emitted a dazzling holy light, attacking several Chaos Evil Gods who were hiding in the distance and watching the battle...