The Emperor stood upon the ground, gazing at the Great Tomb of Nazarick from afar. The stench of Chaos permeated the massive structure. He did not need to think to know that this was Tzeentch's effort to breach the barrier between two worlds.
Judging by the results, Tzeentch was close to succeeding. This once clean and primordial world had begun transforming into a hellish landscape.
Judging by the extent of it, Tzeentch had only just begun. So long as his avatar in this world was dispelled, the corrupted and decaying lands behind the Great Tomb of Nazarick would slowly heal with time and eventually return to normal.
The world the Emperor belonged to could likewise heal over time. The Warp was a reservoir that carried countless souls, and the Four Gods were merely the largest waves within it. One day, those surging tides would exhaust their energy, leaving not a single ripple behind.
But unfortunately, the waves created by the War in Heaven were far too immense. Without deliberate intervention to contain them, relying on time alone to restore the Warp might take hundreds of millions of years. By then, humanity itself might already have vanished.
I will stop you, Tzeentch. Your corruption of this world ends here. I will take what I need and utterly defeat you evil gods who seek to destroy humanity's future.
The Emperor made his vow in silence. In an instant, he no longer concealed his strength. Boundless golden light rose behind him, making him appear like a true god walking among mortals.
The Random System had lost all hope. Even holding over a hundred million souls in his grasp, he did not dare look at the Emperor too closely, afraid that even his remaining strength would be vaporized. But Ainz was an ignorant calf