One of the Emperor's hands is supporting the wound to expose his heart, while the other hand is trying its best to cover and protect the weakness. The contradiction of the gods is clearly displayed in front of Lin Fan. They have their own will and at the same time are slaves to their essence.
Lin Fan's eyes were moist, he held the magic sword with both hands and stabbed the Emperor's heart fiercely.
The next moment, the flaw was perfected. The end of Imperium was entangled with the destruction of all things. The original power of Drach'nyen was killing everything the Emperor carried. When the Emperor died, the echo of his death would hit the heart of every human being, completely cutting off all futures of the human species.
But this is just wishful thinking of Drach'nyen. Under the supervision of Lin Fan, he will never kill the Emperor.
The boundless darkness dissipated, and the Emperor above Golden Throne began to turn into the withered bones that Lin Fan was familiar with. Seeing that the bones were about to become crispy, Lin Fan spread his hand into a palm and slashed directly at the magic sword, splitting the hilt and blade into two.
Drach'nyen roared, and the frustration of not being able to kill the Emperor drove him crazy. At this moment, he didn't even care about the weird power of Lin Fan, and directly turned around and hit Lin Fan hard.
With a casual move, the hilt of the sword was held in his hand and could not move. The red sword blade also slowly dissipated in the Emperor's withered bones, leaving only wisps of red light wrapped around the Emperor's bones.
Golden Throne The room became very quiet, the buzzing of Golden Throne was no longer there, Lin Fan didn't know where the endless suffering inside had gone and didn't care.
After a long time, the Emperor sighed, and the red lenses placed in the eye sockets glowed faintly.
"Why am I still alive?" The Emperor asked with some confusion. In all his ideas, he did not consider his own survival. When Dark King came, he would either kill or be killed. There were only two endings.
Lin Fan smiled, pointed at his head and said, "I thought about it for a while, and it seems to work well now."
The skeleton-like the Emperor couldn't make any expressions and had to deal with it silently. Without the obstruction of darkness, Sanguinius and the others quickly rushed to the Golden Throne room. Seeing that the Emperor was safe and sound, everyone was very excited.
Sanguinius was relieved and smiled at the Emperor, "Now I don't have to be the emperor."
Aurora and Valdor looked at each other, preparing to dedicate their spears with the power of killing gods to the Emperor's management.
"No... you better take it." The Emperor spoke to everyone, and it was only then that everyone realized another problem.
The Emperor's power seems not as strong as before. If he wanted to convey some words, his voice would be no different than a storm. People with weak strength can be directly shaken to death.
The Emperor glanced at Lin Fan next to him. This was not because of the existence of his humanoid psychic transformer, but because his own strength was indeed much weaker.
God-Emperor, who had consumed too much, chose to die together in order to prevent the collision of Golden Ark Core, and became as broken as the killed Slaanesh. released the power of darkness. The Emperor was sealed again by the power of Drach'nyen. But that's not the worst thing. What's more important is that the Emperor felt that the power he had been separated from by Drach'nyen was stolen away.
As for who the thief is, the Emperor can guess with his eyes closed that it was Tzeentch who did the good deed.
Things are not over yet...
"Perfect! Things are going in the direction I planned." Tzeentch laughed happily, which made Nurgle on the side feel incomprehensible.
Nurgle said in a sullen voice, "What are you going to do? Now all existences that can contain Subjective One are finished. Void Dragon, the God of Darkness... he will focus on us in the next second."
"Hehehe, that's it." Tzeentch did not object to Nurgle's statement, but just played with the part of the dark power he just got in his hands.
Mork also complained with dissatisfaction, "That bastard is right, do you, a birdie, have any tricks? If not, just do as I say and do a Waaaagh before you die! By counting the balls, you can also pay homage to that bastard Gork."
"You're right." Tzeentch nodded, with a smile on his lips, he was just obsessed with his own plan and couldn't extricate himself.
Mork touched his head and asked Nurgle on the side, "Is this birdman scared crazy or something?"
"He has always been this virtuous."
Nurgle, who lost his patience, stood up and tried to grab Tzeentch to let him talk to him. But the moment his hand was about to touch Tzeentch, his whole body froze, and a powerful force restrained him tightly.
"The next step of the plan is about to begin, but it seems you are more anxious than me."
Tzeentch turned around sadly, and the origin of Khorne and the power of darkness that he held tightly in his hand disappeared. Only the red, blue and black eyes could prove their existence.
"Rokasna!"
At the command of Tzeentch, the illusory Rokasna appeared from Imaginary Reflection of All Things. His appearance frightened Nurgle, as he was the shadow of the ever-changing shape of Tzeentch.
"This world has rules and order. There is no real chaos and Disorder. Everything we do is a fragment in the Black Library book, a foreseeable fragment in the long line of destiny. But having too much order means that there are loopholes to exploit..."
"What on earth are you going to say?"
"Hahaha..." Tzeentch did not answer directly, but overlapped with Rokasna and then continued, "Don't you understand yet? When the alliance of order and non-order is formed, the world will naturally move towards Walking along End Times, just like water will inevitably flow downwards under the pull of gravity. No matter how it bends and straightens, the fate of the water falling downwards remains unchanged. And when I gather the conditions for another event to occur, guess what will happen?"
Nurgle couldn't help but open his eyes Big Eye. Although his mind was muddy, it didn't mean he was stupid. He turned his gaze to Warp and found that this space that Chaos became violent after War in Heaven was now strangely calm.
The power of Nurgle retreated, the power of Slaanesh reunited, the power of Khorne was bound, and the power of destruction was sealed. These situations can only remind Nurgle of a divine war against Tzeentch in the distant past.
The four gods fought against each other, and their power ebbed and flowed. But in the early years, the power of Tzeentch was the head of the gods, and he was the unquestionable supreme ruler.
The three gods united, and Khorne and Nurgle abandoned each other's prejudices. Slaanesh had not yet possessed sanity at that time, but she instinctively disliked the constraints of the Tzeentch plan, so she also joined the camp of Nurgle and Khorne.