This is just the first act.
Drawing paper is blowing from behind Ibosas.
Its sanity is returning and it is beginning to wake up.
At this moment, it was even more pitiful than Skarbrand.
The Sixth Evil God fooled it with the power of Tzeentch, allowing it to experience treatment that even the sons of Khorne had never enjoyed.
In this way, it searches for the power of pleasure everywhere and goes against Tiangang’s actions. When it comes to the Lord of the Skull, the chief demon takes turns kneeling down to the other three gods to beg for mercy.
After finishing the work, I asked Tzeentch for a copy of “Psychic Power: From the Beginning of Magic to the Burial of Physical Skills”.
Ibosas’s cognitive shielding finally disappeared completely.
But it is not dead, it is a sacrifice thrown on the table, a takeaway for the son of lust.
“The most terrifying Chaos God, the true tyrant who stole the power of the four main gods, Lust of Light…”
Only then did Ibosas realize that his beliefs during the Chaos Period had never clearly pointed to any real Chaos God.
What it thought was different from what it believed in, and Rasta did not accept its belief.
The drawing paper seemed endless, drowning the world in front of Ibosas.
“In the past, for so long, I have been a coward hiding in a corner.
But in recent times, with the power of a god that does not belong to me, I have become braver than Khorne’s current chief demon.
The power is really intoxicating. “
Ibosas was not willing to just wait for death.
It chooses the latter because of its own dignity.
At this moment, it even looked more like the Archdemon of Khorne than that of Slaanesh.
Drawing paper was flying around it, and it picked up a handful at random.
Act II, Ritual Phoenix Worship.
Act three, endless emptiness.
The fourth act, the phantom reunion with the Sier Pagoda Temple…
“I need a weapon!”
Kuang Gambling Abyss rubbed the drawing paper in its hands, and at this moment it understood what the paint on the drawing paper was.
It was a demon, every demon Ibosas had ever encountered.
The drawing papers in its hands were twisted together to form an iron-green giant sword with black spine.
It is holding this huge sword upside down, just using it as a wedding dress or something, and it no longer cares about it.
It turned around and looked at the figure against the light.
The painter stands at the end of the horizon, countless drawing papers flying out of his scrap basket.
The enthronement ceremony of the God of Art requires only one final battle.
It’s just a fight against a first-rate demon.
In the subspace, Light Desire and his goddaughter watched this scene.
“It seems to be getting back on its feet.”
Horus commented on the great demon.
“No, it’s just an unconscious state dominated by art because the God of faith is divided and distorted, and everything about myself is in a contradictory state of chaos and clarity.
It is already dead, and now it is the spirit that thinks it is alive, and the art that wants it to complete the final battle.
This is no longer its intention, it is just the final tension of the drama. “
Raste revealed the nature of the scene before him.
Contradiction is one of His extended manifestations. He slaughtered too many people in Chaos and swallowed the power of countless gods.
He said: “I am very knowledgeable about the tension in drama.
A top-notch demon turned paper into a sword, that’s too bad! It’s nowhere near as good as another show I’ve seen. “
“What kind of drama is that?”
Horus became curious.
Guang Yu sighed, and then described the scene very seriously.
“That was a versatile little thing. That day, without even using a finger, it caused a towering tree to be split into two in its angry roar…”
“This doesn’t seem to be anything special…”
The Wolf Goddess felt that sometimes the words of the godfather were really difficult to understand.
“It’s called Tom, and he is a blue cat. Igubigu once squatted on the sofa and watched it for several days and nights. It was not until his good friend Macado came to give him pumpkin pie that he reluctantly I changed the disc and fell in love with the seven-color flowers that Machado likes…”
“Light Desire” describes the scene of the Imperial Regent and the Fifth Evil God living in the attic during the ancient Terra period, watching dramas.
“Humanity is too desperate in the galaxy. The golden age is heading towards the dark age, which is unbearable for the Emperor who has experienced so many years.
He had lived too long, and when humanity became a piece of scattered sand, he thought it would be the same as in the past.
The result was a melee between the Holy Terra warlords, who didn’t even have a place to hold the DVD and watch “Lick the Velvet” with Malcador.
He finally realized that humanity was completely hopeless.
More than seventy percent of Holy Terra’s surface is covered by ocean, which sounds like there’s a lot of water.
In fact, after a long period of pollution and consumption in the interstellar exploration era, less than one thousandth of the water on the entire planet is left.
The Emperor really wanted to be a housewife for the rest of his life. If he had an immortal friend to watch TV shows with him, he wouldn’t want to worry about anything.
But after the ocean was drained, he cursed and assembled the first bolt gun in the galaxy, stood up, and started the Unification War…
He had been moving forward cautiously, fearing that he would make a mistake, and he was panicking.
There were times when he wanted to shirk responsibility.
But he knew that no one could fight against those four dung sea maggots.
He walked hard to the 30th millennium and then waited for me.
He is wary of everything except Malcador, including himself, and he is even more wary of me.
Because I was too young and too bold in doing things, he couldn’t persuade me.
The risk of stealing the power of the Four Gods is very high, and the future timeline is fluctuating and unclear.
He finally acquiesced to my approach, otherwise he would have stopped it long ago.
This is the only chance to completely exterminate the Four Gods. To be honest, I hate gambling, but this is the only chance to make a bet.
If I win this round, the situation of the Human Empire will change.
The Four New Gods I have chosen will close the Eye of Terror, the great rift in the galaxy.
The Emperor could finally do what he pleased – hand over the Empire, which already had real hope, to Sanguinius or another son, and then he could continue to live in solitude. “
“Hasn’t he considered you?”
The Wolf Goddess really wanted Light Desire to succeed the Emperor. She felt that no one was more suitable than him.
“Of course not, because I don’t like the human race, I don’t like this empire, I only love those specific beings who are qualified to stand in front of me.
These beings might not even be human, which he couldn’t tolerate.
In the Great Crusade, I have yet to find an alien worth saving. If I find one, I will pick out the Light Chasers among them.
Give these aliens different choices…”
Raste hates the throne of the Lord of Mankind as much as the Emperor does.
“I have done a lot of things, and now I finally changed one thing. I gave benefits to another member of the Garden Baby Army.
Let him not have to sit on the golden toilet at some point in the future and be constipated for ten thousand years, making himself look like a human being and being driven crazy by his faith.
In all timelines, the possibility of him sitting on that toilet disappeared, he could also predict the future, and he also saw that scene.
I have proven the success rate of my bets, and he may accept more of my layouts in the future.
Horus, I need you.
You, my eldest son, Fulgrim, my chief disciple, the Mother of Dragons…
I need you to form a human race of gods that are close to each other and will never be hostile, and will never fall, to graze this galaxy forever.
This is my expectation, so I spend all my efforts to cultivate you. “
