Endless War God God-Emperor World-Ending Fist

A wise man's thousand thoughts are not as effective as a fool's quick wit.

Even in this critical moment, everyone laughed when they heard the Khorne say he had a plan.

The happiest of them all was none other than Tzeentch, the so-called Lord of Change. Even though the Burning Legion had already kicked open the Crystal Maze, He still laughed out loud:

"It's one thing for that fatso to steal my lines, at least he's cunning enough. But you? You're just a dog. What can you do besides bite?"

Khorne remained silent, only rubbing the mark in his hand that had been cracked by the red sand.

Although they are Chaos God and One Proof of Eternity, Khorne, Nurgle, and Tzeentch were all born from the end of the War in Heaven, propelled by the obsessions of countless souls who perished during that War in Heaven.

That literal War in Heaven set the entire starry sky Burning Fiercely, tearing galaxies to shreds and turning them into scorched earth by the battle between the C'tan and the Old Ones.

The demise of the Old Ones turned the Sea of Souls into a cesspool, and the obsession with extinction of this powerful race, which could be called the Old Ones, has been echoing in the Warp ever since.

Even the birth of Slaanesh is inextricably linked to the Old Ones.

Warp has no concept of time; existence itself represents everything, and everything exists for the sake of existence.

As the administrator of the Warp, the Old Ones could not possibly have been unaware of the extinction of their own race, and even the C'tan discovered the Four Merchants who were secretly causing trouble behind the scenes.

But in that incredibly glorious era, even the Four Merchants, these Warp Chaos God, were merely somewhat troublesome enemies to their respective Big Daddy.

At the instant of the Big Bang, the entire universe was split in two: on one side were the C'tan born from the broth of plasma, and on the other side were the Old Ones born from the tides of energy.

If we consider the Four Merchants as malicious tenants, then the C'tan and the Old Ones, as administrators, are the landlords. However, in countless Timeline, the War in Heaven is inevitable.

It caused the destruction of the Old Ones, the shattering of the C'tan, and also created countless Four Merchants. Each Four Merchants was different, but they were all the same, endlessly cycling through the same cycle.

But with Mordred's appearance, this cycle, which should have been like other cycles, began to change.

Like the Emperor, Mordred was also a variable. While everyone else was reading in the library, he transformed into a "graduate school recommendation pill" and jumped into that book, becoming a part of it.

Due to his high-dimensional nature, which transcends the entire world, all of Mordred's actions will overwrite reality, becoming the most important anchor point.

As for Khorne, he was undoubtedly the one most deeply affected by Mordred, even more so than the Emperor, to the point that his very existence was rewritten, which is the source of his obsession.

But seeing Mordred groaning in pain and gradually ceasing to resist, the Khorne knew that he was once again facing a choice.

"We simply can't kill it with our current strength. We must cooperate to awaken Mordred's consciousness within that the Beast and persuade him to commit suicide."

"How is this possible!"

"Shut up! You have no idea what I'm thinking. He's not the Mordred I remember. He's just a ravenous the Beast that we've raised."

He won't bring about any change in you, Tzeentch, nor will he use those forbidden life experiments to please you, you sly, fat bastard. Even his restless emotions won't bring you, this Lair Snake, any pleasure in your Six Rings Silver Palace.

And you.

Khorne's dog-like eyes looked at the Emperor: "Make your choice!"

"..."

Actually, the Emperor had noticed the ambiguous relationship between Mordred and the Khorne a long time ago. After all, while the Emperor might lack emotional intelligence, he certainly had plenty of intellect.

Mordred is Dog-men and always wears a red scarf, while Khorne is the largest Khorne and also wears a red scarf.

While searching for Vulkan, he had tried to extract information from Rambo and even attempted to seduce him, but this ordinary-looking black dog resisted his charms, which seemed completely abnormal.

The Emperor wasn't some fool who was oblivious to what was going on around him; Magnus's penchant for traveling through the Warp was something he'd learned from him, so of course he knew about that rumor.

On a dark and stormy night, the Blood God favored the Emperor of Mankind, and after 88 months of pregnancy, this illegitimate child was born.

The origin of this rumor is impossible to verify, but in the eyes of Daemon it is the truth. Even Vashtorr joined the Burning Legion because of it, after all, they were just too similar, practically cut from the same mold.

Even the Emperor began to suspect that the reason he had been beaten by Eldar since childhood was because Eldar was Khorne in disguise.

The idea was so terrifying that the Emperor had nightmares about it for several years before finally erasing the memory.

But seeing the red scarf in the Khorne's hand, the Emperor finally nodded.

"In that case, I only have one choice."

Help me! You bunch of bastards!

With these words spoken, winning or losing became meaningless, and everyone wore a satisfied smile.

"Tsk, I just can't do anything with you! Since that's the case, then I'll go." ×4

Four voices rang out simultaneously, four gazes met at the same time. Reality is not a fairy tale. Under the pressure of a common enemy, the Four Gods might be able to work together towards a common goal.

However, a disagreement arose regarding who should awaken Mordred's consciousness, since the prerequisite for entering was to gather the strength of others, and regardless of the outcome, it would be a highly profitable venture.

At this very moment, just like at that very moment, though not at the same time or in the same place, the Emperor recalled the moment when he had tricked the Four Gods into investing.

"Then why don't you all pour all your power into me?"

Faced with the suspicious gazes of the Four Merchants, even in this hellish place filled with flesh and blood, the Emperor managed to shed a tear:

"I know what you're hesitating about—you think I'll deceive you. But think about it: I am Mordred's father, and sending me is definitely the best option."

"That bastard has already focused all his power on Mord, so I'm no threat to you now. Most importantly, are you comfortable letting the others go?"

The Four Merchants didn't believe a word of what was said before, but the last sentence struck a chord with them. After all, the fat man, the slime monster, the Lair Snake, and the Khorne were their mortal enemies.

Four gazes met, and boundless divine power converged at a single point, all pouring into the Master of Mankind who stood holding a sword.

With the infusion of the Four Gods, the missing part of the Emperor was restored, and he once again became that Invincible Under Heaven golden Psychic Power behemoth under the Four Gods.

"Ah, with such immense power, I lack nothing!"

But having learned his lesson, the Emperor's reputation score had plummeted to negative, and the Four Merchants no longer trusted this scoundrel.

Four chains— Red, Blue, Green, Purple —shot out and wrapped around the Emperor's wrists and ankles, transforming into four chastity rings.

Unless the Four Merchants choose to remove it simultaneously, if any one of them causes a problem, the Emperor will be completely devoured. And if the Emperor dares to resist, unless he chooses to become One Proof of Eternity Lord of Darkness, he will not be able to remove it at all.

The Emperor simply smiled at this insurance measure, saying, "We're all family; you're being too formal."

We must never believe a promise from a deadbeat like Emperor. We've been burned Four Small Vendors, and we'll never fall for it a second time.

Taking the red scarf handed to him by the Khorne, the Emperor tied it around his neck, his body shimmering with five-colored light as he made his final preparations before setting off. He ordered all Primarchs to keep a close eye on these Four Useless Ones.

As a golden light shot out, the Emperor's soul entered Mordred's body through the connection between the red scarves. Mordred, already aware of the danger, began to struggle.

But the Four Gods would not allow him to resist. The Divine Projection entered the Emperor's body one after another. The snake tail replaced the emperor's legs, the dog head replaced the Emperor's head, and the blood-red arms were engulfed in flames.

Even the Zhengyi armor on its chest was torn open to reveal a hideous Great Maw, providing the Emperor chosen by the Four Gods with an indestructible and tenacious life.

"Croak--I've wanted to do this for a long time, God-Emperor World-Ending Fist!"

A Roared tore through the galaxy, shattering the Chaos Energy Crystal that filled the starry sky. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the colorful giant holding the Emperor's Sword stood there, transforming into a colossal Djinn the same size as Mordred.

"You beasts, tremble before the mighty power of us, the Four Gods, for love and peace, for life and wisdom!"

Meanwhile, Guilliman was still on his way!