Not long ago, Duanmu Huai had mocked these Chaos Gods, ridiculing them for being too weak in this newly born Milky Way Galaxy to take action personally, leaving them with no choice but to use despicable methods to cause trouble for him. After all, they were merely a group of cowards hiding in Warp Space. Aside from schemes and tricks, they knew nothing else.
So he was not surprised in the slightest by his current predicament.
Duanmu Huai rose to his feet. His Power Armor, damaged in the battle with the C'tan, had been fully repaired. He raised his head and looked around. At present, he was in a pitch-black, gloomy, abandoned corridor. Under the searchlight, the entire steel corridor looked like a one-way road leading to a graveyard.
The steel corridor before him flickered, revealing the starry sky outside, then quickly reverted to its original appearance. It seemed the laws of physics had been twisted here. The stench of Warp Space filled the entire area, and Duanmu Huai could even sense the howls and screams coming from within it.
All right, he was on a Space Hulk.
And once again, he had no idea which timeline he had been thrown into.
However, Duanmu Huai could be certain that this was probably a timeline in which the Chaos Gods' power was relatively strong.
Hmm... what was this? Because I mocked them for being too weak in the original timeline, had they specifically found a timeline from the height of their power, intending to test their strength against him here?
Ah, I hate this.
Duanmu Huai silently sighed. He disliked time travel. To put it bluntly, he had been forced into it every time. What he hated most was jumping around the timeline. He disliked this lack of continuity. Whether it