This Universe Has No Gods

"Outsider, the minions of the Cursed One."

Skarbrand stared intently at Brother Zhong, his eyes burning with fury.

The Greater Daemon's voice, filled with boundless rage, sent shivers down the spines of the entire world.

Skarbrand's body was as tall as a mountain and incredibly strong.

The muscles were knotted and twisted like snakes and pythons, and the skin was blood red, covered with bloody patterns.

He held a flaming axe in each hand, the handles of which were connected to and bound to his arms by thick brass chains.

Each axe blade was larger than a person and dripped with blood.

Skarbrand roared as he raised his battle axe with both hands.

It also spread out the pair of huge, tattered bat wings on its back.

The skin was torn and tattered, with hot blood dripping from the wound that would never heal.

Crimson blood rained down from nowhere, bathing him in its light.

Just by standing there, he exuded a despairing aura of killing intent.

"Skarbrand".

Brother Zhong gripped his longsword tightly, staring intently at Skarbrand.

To fight against such a Khorne Daemon Prince,

It's too difficult for him right now.

There was no hope of defeating the opponent.

Furthermore, Skarbrand was currently located right next to the Warp Rift.

The rift allows the Greater Daemon to continuously draw upon the power of the Immaterium, thus making him invincible.

"Skarbrand, did your master send you? I thought he had completely abandoned you, you traitor."

One sentence from Brother Zhong touched a nerve with Skarbrand.

Being abandoned by the Blood God is the hardest thing for Skarbrand to let go of.

He roared to the sky again, this time with even more intense anger mixed with pain.

Its terrifying sound ignited the hidden rage within those traitors who had fallen into Chaos.

Under Skarbrand's influence, the berserkers who had been hiding in the trenches could no longer suppress their anger and thirst for blood.

"Blood for the Blood God, Skulls for the Skull Throne."

"Blood for the Blood God, Skulls for the Skull Throne."

"..."

The berserkers, chanting the Blood God's slogan, leaped out of the trenches and charged toward the Imperium Loyalists.

"The boss succeeded; he lured the berserkers out of their shells."

White Wolf stood up, holding his Bolter, and fired at the howling enemies.

"For a moment, I couldn't tell if you were simply not using your brain, or if you were just being a fool!! How can this situation be associated with the word 'success'?"

"The jokes about the White Wolf are truly hellish!!"

"The boss did manage to draw out those Khorne Cultists, but the problem is that Khorne Daemon Prince."

"You obviously don't know the market. This is called buy one get one free, and it's all the rage now."

"Everyone goes through nine years of compulsory education, why are you being so arrogant?!"

"I often feel deeply inferior because I'm not as good at showing off as you bunch of bastards!!"

"Skarbrand, even if the Grey Knights came, a lot of them would die!! We'd probably all be chopped into eight pieces this time."

"..."

Players who Don't Eat Beef joked as they fired at the enemy.

"Fire."

Messinius loudly issued the order.

The Primaris Marines rushed out from behind their cover.

While unleashing firepower at the charging enemies, they advanced with the God Chosen.

Explosive bombs and Melta Beam poured out like a torrential downpour.

In an instant, the berserker charging at the forefront was torn to shreds.

The berserkers were incredibly fast runners; after enduring two volleys of fire,

They charged right up to the Imperial Army.

The two sides clashed.

A berserker clad in twisted, bone-spiked armor charged toward Messinius.

His armor was covered in blood, and various skulls were stuck into the bone spurs on the back of his head.

There were Commissar wearing hats, civilians with terrified faces, and soldiers in despair.

These are all spoils of war obtained by the other side in the Formor World.

They slaughtered that world and used the heads of the dead as decorations.

The Chaos traitor held a blood-stained Chainsword in his hand.

Black chains bound the sword hilt to his hand to prevent it from slipping off.

In his other hand he held a Bolter that looked like it had never been maintained.

The rusty gun barrel was still writhing with lumps of flesh and growing sharp teeth.

Normally, this kind of weapon should have been scrapped long ago.

It's so badly rusted, it can't possibly fire any more bullets.

But even with the blessing of the Immaterium, the berserker's gun defied the laws of physics.

Not only can it continue firing, but the bullets it fires are also very powerful.

The enemy's mask had been shattered in the battle, as had the breathing barriers underneath.

Through the damaged area, Messinius saw the other party's fierce appearance.

He felt completely at peace.

The face beneath the helmet seemed to be forged from steel, its expression remaining unchanged throughout.

After completing the Primaris upgrade, Messinius gained a more focused mind, greater speed, and greater strength.

The enemy's movements were broken down into slow motion in his perfect mind.

He scrutinized the enemy's every move, searching for their weaknesses, and devising corresponding countermeasures in his mind.

"Blood for the Blood God, skull..."

The berserker raised his Chainsword high and swung it down toward Messinius's head.

Messinius moved to the side a little.

The roaring blade fell from his side with a tiny deviation.

The berserker's face displayed a mix of emotions, including regret, pity, and anger.

Then, he revealed a longing.

I want to do it again.

After all, it was just a hair's breadth away.

If we could just go a little faster, we could definitely tear the flesh and blood of this Corpse Emperor's servant in front of us.

Unfortunately, the berserker didn't get a second chance.

Messinius activated the Power Fist, and a deep blue light burst forth, intertwining with it.

He swung his fist out suddenly, and the huge fist struck the enemy's chest.

The violent force instantly destroyed the opponent's armor and flesh.

A smoking hole was left in the original location of the organ.

Crimson blood splattered out, eventually landing on his white armor.

The berserker ultimately failed to finish his slogan before collapsing with a thud.

"For the Emperor!" Messinius shouted, then walked past the traitor and continued onward.

The same applies to the other warriors of the White Consuls Chapter.

With his enhanced body and brand-new weapons,

They slaughtered the Chaos Space Marines with overwhelming force.

Use powerful firepower to destroy enemy bunkers and artillery positions, thus breaking down the enemy's defensive lines.

At first, they advanced very quickly.

Heavy firepower, including whistling rockets and small missiles, easily destroyed the rotting Plasteel and the writhing flesh of the building.

The continuous explosions shattered the Cultists and members of the Dark Mechanicus.

However, this advantage did not last long.

As more and more enemies entered the battlefield, their speed gradually slowed down.

On the other side,

As the Warp Field of the asteroid is disrupted,

The fleet commanded by Ashagay was now able to directly attack the surface of the asteroid and the main body of the Hellship.

But those demons also gained the power to operate on the asteroid.

They swooped down from the sky, rushing towards the Imperium heroes like Messinius, attempting to overwhelm them with sheer numbers.

"One Skarbrand isn't enough, these little devils have to make up the numbers too. In that case, let's fight."

White Wolf discarded his Bolter, swapped it for Chainaxe, and cleaved the charging demon in two.

"Big brother, at a time like this, stop with the jokes and get into formation."

"Protect Seed Brother Zhong. No matter what, even if we can't beat Skarbrand, we have to hold him off."

Arguing is arguing, making a fuss is making a fuss.

When players are doing serious business, they are quite serious.

They quickly regrouped.

Form battle formations as taught by the Silent Sisterhood and the Grey Knights.

By superimposing their own Null Field, they achieve the maximum suppression effect.

Sensing this powerful, Null Field, the demons screamed and fled, or avoided them like a tidal wave.

Those unlucky souls who rushed too fast and couldn't stop were ground into black smoke by the Null Field and died screaming.

Rostov and the others endured their discomfort and stayed by the side of the White Wolf and the God Chosen.

This is a smart move.

The battlefield was too chaotic; no one could spare the time to ensure the Inquisitor's safety.

"They're not giving us any chance at all!!"

Chirk's face showed despair.

Being too close to the Blank caused her immense suffering.

But not far away were even more grotesque and numerous demons.

Once she is freed from the Aegis of the Blank, she will be instantly torn to shreds by those Warp monsters.

"We're definitely doomed. Look at that huge guy over there. Who among us can beat him?"

Chirk reached out shakily and pointed at the distant Khorne Daemon Prince.

Anyone familiar with the races of the Warp knows Skarbrand.

This guy has destroyed countless races and turned countless prosperous worlds into scorched earth.

In the mythology of many races, Skarbrand is the embodiment of war, destruction, and death.

The appearance of this creature signifies the end of the world.

"No matter what, we have to try our best."

"Giving up like this will inevitably lead to failure; only by persevering can we hope to succeed."

Rostov suppressed his fear, calmly analyzed the current situation, and looked for an opportunity to break the deadlock.

Despite Skarbrand's imposing presence, he was still able to continue thinking.

This already demonstrates that the Inquisitor possessed extraordinary courage and a strong mind.

"We must destroy the Blackstone Device and restore everything to normal."

"Head towards the Dark Temple. If we can destroy the Blackstone Device, we still have hope."

Rostov looked towards the distant temple.

Now, the only chance of victory is to destroy the Blackstone Device and weaken Skarbrand.

Rostov communicated with the White Wolf, requesting that the other party send him several Blank.

He then contacted Messinius.

They were instructed to launch an attack on the Dark Temple at all costs and destroy the Blackstone Device.

"Let's go," Rostov said to his followers.

"Our only way to survive is to destroy that temple."

And so, Brother Zhong, White Wolf, and the God Chosen were tasked with holding off the Khorne Daemon Prince and buying time.

The others headed towards the Dark Temple to destroy the Blackstone Device.

Brother Zhong has completed his Second Awakening.

Although it was not Primaris and strengthened, under the Emperor's blessing,

His strength, speed, and explosiveness are no less than those of the Primaris Marines.

Skarbrand launched an attack, determined to take the head of this Outsider in the name of the Blood God.

Only in this way can the humiliation inflicted on the Blood God by the other party be washed away.

When Skarbrand charged towards Brother Zhong...

He could sense that the Blood God was watching the battle.

Since the day of his betrayal, He, who sat high on the Brass Throne, had not spared a single glance for the poor Skarbrand.

No matter how many lives he slaughtered or what pleasing actions he took, the Blood God paid no heed, as if he had completely forgotten him.

Today, He cast His gaze upon Skabrand once again, which filled Skarbrand with joy.

Whether they can regain the favor of the Blood God depends on this opportunity.

Brother Zhong won eight duels.

If they were normal people, they would have already received the blessing and become the focus of Khorne's attention.

If you can complete the Crimson Trial, you might even have the chance to be promoted to Daemon Prince or Daemon Primarch.

Unfortunately, the Emperor blocked all of Khorne's blessings.

Brother Zhong kept humiliating him; how could he tolerate such a thing?!

Now, Blood God only wants to see Skarbrand cut off the Outsider's head.

Clang!

Brother Zhong blocked Skarbrand's attack with his sword.

The terrifying force transmitted from the axe blade made Brother Zhong feel as if he had been hit by Gloriana-class Battleship traveling at the speed of light.

The enormous reaction force sent him flying like a cannonball.

With a bang, it crashed into a blasphemous mechanical tower crackling with electric arcs.

"What terrifying power." Brother Zhong struggled to his feet.

The Null Field suppressed Skarbrand's Warp power.

But his opponent could easily crush him with just his flesh and blood.

Boom! Boom!

Heavy footsteps echoed, making the earth tremble.

Skarbrand strode forward and charged towards where Brother Zhong was.

He raised his battle axe high in his hand.

When it gets close, it swings down suddenly.

The battle axe moved with immense force, determined to cleave the Outsider into pieces.

Instead of blocking directly, Brother Zhong used the armor's thrusters for an emergency maneuver and dodged.

The heavy battle axe landed on the ground, instantly tearing the earth apart.

Crimson blood gushed from the crack.

Using the thrusters on his back, Brother Zhong took to the air.

After circling around to Skarbrand's flank, he suddenly increased his speed, intending to launch an attack from the flank.

But Skarbrand reacted quickly as well.

As Brother Zhong's sword pierced the Greater Daemon's body, the opponent's battle axe followed closely, severing his body in half at the waist.

And just like that, crimson blood gushed out, exceptionally beautiful.

Bang! Bang!

Brother Zhong's two halves of his body fell to the ground with a dull thud.

The armor's emergency life support system activated, spraying medical mist to stop the bleeding from the wound and delay his death.

Skarbrand roared in pain as the Null Sword pierced his body.

He flapped his tattered wings, flew into the air, and forcefully pulled the sword out.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed towards the location where Rostov and the others were.

He needed more killing and souls to heal the wounds inflicted by the Blank and alleviate the pain, so he couldn't care less about the defeated Brother Zhong.

"Cough! Cough!"

With only half his body remaining, Brother Zhong coughed up blood continuously.

He touched his Bolter.

He then leaned against the corpse, preparing to continue fighting.

If we choose to die now and then come back to life, the battle will be over.

Therefore, continuing to fight despite being crippled is the option that maximizes the benefits.

Demons swarmed in and pounced on Brother Zhong.

They all wanted to obtain the head of this Outsider to please the Blood God.

"Go to the boss's side."

White Wolf shouted, signaling several Blank players nearby to gather at the location of Brother Zhong.

Meanwhile, players who Don't Eat Beef are in trouble.

Their original plan was to assist Rostov in destroying the Dark Temple and weakening Skarbrand.

As soon as they arrived at the temple gate, Skarbrand descended from the sky and blocked their way.

With a swing of the battle axe, he easily cleaved the players charging at the front into pieces.

Next, he set his sights on the White Consuls's soldiers.

Even after completing the Primaris upgrade, those Astartes were no match for Skarbrand.

This is because Skarbrand can draw on the energy of the Warp from here.

Unlike his situation when he was summoned to the real world and suppressed by the rules of the universe,

Here on the asteroid, Skarbrand experiences negligible suppression.

In a single exchange, he killed the Primaris Marines who charged at him, tearing their bodies apart and bathing in their blood.

Countless demons surged forward with the arrival of the Greater Daemon, completely engulfing Rostov and his group.

"Damn it!!"

"Don't Eat Beef" activated its thrusters and charged towards Skarbrand, attempting to stop the other party.

But then he heard a sharp whistling sound, and a huge scarlet axe blade appeared in front of him.

Before anyone could even react to the idea of Don't Eat Beef,

His vision went black, and then he was logged off.

From the perspective of onlookers, Don't Eat Beef charged at Skarbrand, but was cleaved in two pieces before even a single round was over.

"We're doomed."

Chirk looked at the horde of demons surging towards him and felt a sense of despair.

Even though the Dark Temple and the Blackstone Device were not far away,

They've already lost their chance.

The demons will tear them apart before they even reach the temple.

Terra, the Imperial Palace.

After concluding his inspection of the Space City, Qin Yun returned to his office to continue handling official business.

He wanted to work hard and strive to get the Imperium back on track as soon as possible.

After dealing with several controversial incidents at the Department of the Interior,

The application form submitted by the Imperial Bank appeared before Qin Yun.

Recommendations on Launching an Easing Monetary Policy

He glanced at it briefly and saw that the application totaled 160,000 words.

What's even more problematic is that it contains a large number of data models.

"This Regent is a job even a dog wouldn't want to be. Anyone with a bit of ambition would be worked to death."

Qin Yun finally understood why High Lord generally didn't live long.

There are just too many things to do.

Qin Yun made a few complaints and was just about to check the details of the application when Xi Ling appeared.

"Master, your little player has been completely destroyed."

A projection appeared in front of Qin Yun.

The screen shows the Demon Hunter Warband's side of the map.

"Skarbrand??" Qin Yun was somewhat surprised to see the enemies of the players, including Brother Zhong.

Skarbrand was once Khorne's chief, possessing astonishing combat prowess.

Demon Hunter Warband encounters him, they're in for a world of trouble.

"Why is Skarbrand there?" Qin Yun asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Perhaps it's to prevent the Imperium's resurgence; you've been making more and more moves lately."

"Its influence on the Imperium is growing, and the Chaos Gods must have begun to pay close attention to humanity."

During this period, Qin Yun devoted himself to corruption, science and technology, improving people's livelihoods, and military affairs.

It breathed new life into Imperium that was slowly dying.

And the new technologies he and the young players tinkered with...

This greatly reduces humanity's dependence on the Warp.

The Chaos Gods were thus greatly disturbed.

Continue to let Qin Yun, this Outsider, develop freely.

It will certainly become a greater threat than the Cursed One.

Therefore, the gods began to systematically target the Imperium of Man.

"That's right. The Chaos Gods aren't wooden figures after all. They won't sit idly by and watch us reform and become stronger."

Qin Yun nodded, agreeing with Xi Ling's statement.

"So what should we do now?" Xi Ling asked. "Should we send players from other Chapter to support them?"

"I'll go myself, and also test out the skills I recently acquired."

Qin Yun got up, intending to go there himself.

I've been stuck in Terra lately dealing with government affairs and pushing forward reforms; it's incredibly boring.

It's time to find some fighting to relieve the fatigue.

It's time to put to use the Invincibility skill I recently acquired.

The Void, a battlefield on the surface of an asteroid.

"My Emperor, please Aegis your devout followers."

Rostov watched as the Khorne Daemon Prince walked towards him.

He prayed to the Emperor while repeatedly pulling the trigger of the Las-pistol.

Crimson beams of light continuously shot from the gun muzzle, slicing through the air.

The pulsed beam, capable of easily piercing steel, left only a negligible focus on Skarbrand.

The focus disappears in less than a breath's time, which is equivalent to no harm done.

May your will be with me.

Rostov gripped the Emperor's statue tightly.

As the Khorne Daemon Prince drew near, tears of blood streamed from his eyes.

An indescribable rage welled up within the Inquisitor, eroding his last shred of reason.

The roar of the Blood God continued to echo in my ears.

The intention was to drag this loyal Emperor servant into an endless Abyss of rage, turning him into a slave to anger and bloodshed.

In the distance, the warriors and God Chosen of the White Consuls Chapter were surrounded by endless demons and Cultists and were locked in a fierce battle.

They tried to come to the rescue of the Inquisitor, but they couldn't shake off the demon's clutches.

Rostov's entourage was either killed or wounded.

He stood alone, facing the approaching Khorne Daemon Prince.

"Where are you? Help me, and help them too," Rostov prayed.

"The Corpse Emperor is dead. He can't save you. Join the Blood God's embrace," Skarbrand whispered, reaching out to grab the Inquisitor.

Then, a light appeared, and a loud hymn suddenly rang out, drowning out the roar of the Blood God.

A figure clad in golden armor, wielding a longsword and spear, slowly emerged from the light.

A blinding light instantly illuminated the vast, boundless Void.

Countless demons screamed and fled, as if shadows were retreating in the face of light.

"What happened with Inquisitor Rostov?"

As the commander of Saint Astartes, Ashagay also saw the light from the asteroid and looked shocked.

"The sun, the sun has appeared!" the Auspex manager stammered.

Upon hearing this answer, the bridge crew, led by Ashagay, all widened their eyes in surprise.

As for the asteroid...

Skarbrand also let out a deafening roar at Qin Yun, who appeared in the light.

"An evil god from abroad."

Regarding Qin Yun's identity, the many demons of the Warp have already thoroughly investigated it.

This guy isn't from this universe at all; he's from outside.

Upon hearing Skarbrand's words, Qin Yun felt a sense of speechlessness.

Dude, you're the one who's universally acknowledged as the evil god!

Could it be that, in the mouths of the Warp creatures, I too have become an indescribable evil god?!

I woke up with a start from a dream, only to find that the evil god was actually myself?!

"I am not a god," Qin Yun said calmly to Skarbrand, "Just an ordinary person who has received the Emperor's Blessing and the people's approval."

"God is just a foolish concept of you lowly Warp beings; there is no God in this universe."

"Everyone can receive blessings and become Living Saint through their own efforts."

"What kind Tiga speech is this?!" Even though he was on the verge of death and coughing up blood, Brother Zhong didn't stop complaining.

"Tiga cheated everyone out of their money, and the Guide out of their faith. They are two scoundrels."

White Wolf walked to Brother Zhong's side and picked up half of his body.