Warhammer: I don't want to become a stinky can!

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As the Titans and Knights charged in, commotion broke out within the undead army.

The cage that was forcibly closing in mid-air began to tremble even more violently. Dark and greedy droplets of liquid overflowed from the gaps between the seven or eight cages, dripping onto the ground with a corrosive sound.

The ground where the black liquid was dripped immediately began to burn with a ghostly green flame.

Damn it... damn it!

Hades struggled, but the cages that the Silent King had produced were far more robust and numerous than those of Tarachin. Moreover, the Dark Domain was completely ineffective against him, so Hades had no choice but to rely entirely on the power of the Star God.

As they were surrounded and attacked, flames erupted on the divine machines that charged into the enemy ranks. Some of the colossal machines collapsed forward with a crash, crushing a group of undead soldiers who had not yet had time to retreat.

Magnus felt his arms trembling, and he was about to give up. He felt the anti-psychic energy here suddenly increase by another order of magnitude.

No matter what Hades does, his instinctive reaction is to release the Dark Domain—regardless of whether it works or not!

The Primarch cursed inwardly, but he didn't notice the fleeting orange-green glint on the battlefield; Magnus was focused on ordering the army to retreat.

Until the ground in front of him suddenly rose up like a spiked array!

【? ! 】

The Primarch suddenly retreated, dodging the first wave of attacks, but it was obviously too late. The World Reshaper, Gora'nia, who had been hiding in the earth since being released, burst out of the ground. The wheel, like a superdimensional blade, sliced ​​off half of the Primarch's arm.

【? ! ! 】

Magnus's instinctive reaction was to extend his power backward so that the Grey Knights could retreat. This was not because he was considering the overall situation, but because his power was completely useless against the Star God—it was better to let the Grey Knights retreat directly!

Magnus coughed up blood, and in a daze, one of his eyes went completely black, as if he saw the warp summoning him. But the next moment, a sinister voice filled with suppressed rage rang out beside them.

"Your opponent is me, the Reinventor."

In mid-air, the spindle-shaped scarlet cage suddenly collapsed, and pitch blackness swept across the entire battlefield like a waterfall in an instant.

A monster named "Devourer" has been released.

"I know what my Star God Anchor Point is now... [Devour]."

Hades said that the world-reshaping Golania in his hand was dying.

You reminded me, Reincarnator.

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The Silent King slowly rose from his throne.

“I hate the Star God,”

It said that the Nightbringers above the royal family were screaming in agony.

"The physical world is a combination of rules and malice... I cannot allow a new star god to be born."

Okay, that's all.

Chapter 793 The Great Devourer

【past】

I think we need to talk about... Mortarion.

Night had fallen, and starlight dappled the broken dome of Terra Palace. The Imperial Fist's scaffolding had been erected, surrounding what was once the palace's tallest observatory.

It's completely shattered now, thanks to the assassination by the space necromancers.

【…】

Heavy breathing sounds emanated from behind the gas mask, but there was no sound.

Robert Guilliman swirled the wine in his glass, the moonlight casting a soft white glow on his blond hair.

He looked up at the shattered top of the palace.

"What exactly is he? I think you need to give me an explanation, Mortarian."

[...You can go and ask him yourself, or his creator, the Emperor.]

Guilliman chuckled softly, lowered his head, and took a sip of his drink.

I think none of them are close enough to get to the answer.

The Emperor's voice lowered, and he looked at Mortarian, who was seven steps away from him.

【he……】

Killieman softened his voice.

He and the Emperor were both pragmatists, never seeking the truth behind phenomena—but I think you're different, Mortarian.

Mortarion concealed his face beneath his hood, the Primarch remaining silent, only his hair falling out, bathed in the silvery light of the moon.

[After all, I want to know what kind of being could make the space undead willing to wage war against the human empire and vow to eradicate it.]

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【now】

"Star God,"

"The Silent King said softly, and stepped down from the throne."

“At one time, those who fear death believed that they were the masters of the logic of the physical world, the gods embodied in logic and rules.”

"They were bewildered, like children wielding immense strength."

"The Fearful Ones created a body for it, and with the granting of a substantial body, the Star God further acquired a clearer personality and emotions."

A blinding, emerald light ignited behind the Silent King, where the imprisoned Burner shrieked in agony, its painful cries echoing throughout the Tomb Royal Court, accompanying eternal slumber day and night.

"But then I discovered that they were more like chaos in the subspace... They were the aggregate of malice in the world."

Pain—the countless Ishtar; Annihilation—the void dragon Mag'Radroth; Decay—the withered...

The Star God is not a unity of a single authority and logic, but a more chaotic existence, which is why the Silent King swung his sword at it afterward.

"The stars began to devour each other because of just a few words from the fraudsters."

They tear each other apart, devouring their own kind to gain power.

King Silent Szalak knew the reason behind it—

The separated laws of the world attempted to unite, and the Star Gods merged with each other, eventually giving rise to a true Supreme Star God who would control all authority in the physical world.

At that time, the physical world will become a mere plaything in the hands of the supreme star god.

It is ruled by a malevolent being.

This is not allowed.

And now… humanity, a fledgling ape race, has actually assembled a man-made monster—

The breach of moral and legal boundaries is unacceptable and absolutely intolerable.

King Silent Szalak raised the eternal glory in his hand, the celestial sphere shimmering at the tip of his scepter.

The monster known as "Hades" has been brought to the fore; it's time to put an end to this farce.

The grudges concerning the Storm King can be set aside for now. As the ruler of the galaxy, the Silent King Szalak must remove the true tumor in the galaxy.

"send troops!"

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"A chimera of Star God fragments... that's the Emperor's explanation to me, but from what you're saying, it doesn't quite seem like it?"

Guilliman said thoughtfully, while Mortalian remained silent.

[The Star God fragments can affect a person's emotions, making them more irritable—I witnessed a similar scene on Barbarossa when we were starving and he hadn't eaten much for a week.]

[Then it's an even more violent star god chimera.]

Guilliman's eyes widened in suspicion. Based on his knowledge of the Star Gods, Hades could only be considered a relatively powerful fragment of a Star God, and Mortalian's explanation was similar.

So it's probably because the Emperor's actions crossed the line for those who fear death, rather than because Hades himself was actually more threatening.

Mortalian's gaze, which had been lowered, slowly moved up. He glanced at Guilliman, then looked away again.

【? 】

[...During the time he was missing, I investigated the history of the Star God.]

The Nightbringers were the first to begin devouring their own kind of Star Gods.

Motalian suddenly said,

Subsequently, the originally clear history of the Star Gods began to be smeared and altered; the background of chaos and absurdity stained the history of the Star Gods—

After the first instance of cannibalism, the Star God race rapidly declined. Although there was intervention from the Fearful Ones, the race itself was decaying at an alarming rate, and they seemed to be going mad.

Killieman paused, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

[You mean, cannibalism among their own kind accelerated the decline of the Star Gods—can I understand that this made them even more insane?]

Mortalian nodded; the Primarch seemed somewhat uneasy.

[Nyos told me that his method of seizing the Void Dragon's power was through devouring.]

Guilliman frowned, staring at Mortalian as if he understood what Mortalian wanted to say.

[I investigated most of the Star Gods. Although they seize power from their own kind through "consumption," none of them currently possess authority or anchors related to "devouring." The Crimson God, the Endless Swarm, the Starfall, the Tear of Silence... none. Not a single Star God is like that.]

He never told me any of this.

Killieman said,

He clearly didn't know...or hadn't considered the concept of anchor points.

He considered himself a patchwork.

Mortarian took a deep breath.

Moreover, he cares more about the Dark Realm than the Star Gods. I've reminded him of this, but besides contacting Taracindor, we have no other options. The Star Gods are an extremely mysterious race, and the remaining Star Gods are either insane or have long forgotten their past.

But now I'm worried...

Mortarian's gaze became unfocused. He crossed his arms, his hands gripping his armor, which made the white helmet clatter.

[Devouring is so important to the Star Gods—but why hasn't a deity come to control it? Or has the galaxy noticed this, and thus a new "Star God" has been born.]

You mean—

Don't let him appear on the front lines this time.

Motalian suddenly interrupted Guilliman, spreading out one hand.

[I've already emphasized this to him, but—I shouldn't have let Neos stay with him so often. Neos has corrupted him; he doesn't care about his own "health," and this change, which is more suitable for combat, actually pleases him.]

Killieman gave a wry smile, a hint of helplessness creeping onto his lips.

Do you think I can control this?

You can give it a try—at least he still follows your work instructions now.

Mortarian sneered.

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【? ? ? 】

"Storm King—!!! Storm King has joined the battle!!!"

Hades's piercing scream nearly shattered Guilliman's eardrums, and on the violently shaking Macragge's Glory, Guilliman screamed along with it.

I know! I know—!!!

At least 305 battlefields across the entire front have suddenly disappeared, and the disappearances have not stopped; on the contrary, the scale is expanding!

"That old fox—he's launched antimatter annihilation bombs at the front lines! Number 1, 4, 7!!!"

Hades' roar was deafening, Guilliman's brain was spinning at a breakneck pace, and the Makrag's Glory was also caught off guard by the Storm King's sneak attack, forcing the entire fleet to immediately begin its relocation.

Number 1 is the battlefield between Sanguis and Magnus, number 4 is the battlefield between Conrad and Corax, and number 7 is where Mortalian stands alone.

Can they handle this?!

Guilliman asked hastily, for time was of the essence and no amount of aid could arrive now—unless Hades himself came.

“I’ve already warned them, Mortalian and Corax can do it—but—Magnus!!!”