"Prepare to sink into the Formless Wastes..." Yongtan murmured to himself, as though trying to bolster his own courage. He closed his eyes and fully activated the continent's Warp core.
As a large mass of tortured, mangled corpses was poured inside, the Warp core began to unfold, gradually swallowing the entire continent.
++Is he trying to escape? Should we attack?++
The machine spirit of the Ten Thousand Miles of Sunshine questioned the two Crypteks. The massive macro-cannons and ancient-tech lances equipped on the vessel were already primed.
"Forget it. Save your ammunition and energy." One of the Crypteks waved a hand, then took a dark green sphere from within his body. He crushed it in his hand, and a string of spectral signals drifted through the air.
"I have requested aid in accordance with the quarantine decree. I have notified the master and the executioners."
"How did that immature creature make use of the Word of the Creator? The flesh on that continent was not transformed from anything. The molecules, particles, and the energy within them were all generated from nothing."
"Who knows... Just a pile of soulless meat. Even Flayed Ones would not want that stuff."
The two Crypteks spoke in turns, their cold mechanical voices carrying unmistakable panic and confusion.
The continent was completely devoured by Warp energy, then vanished from the Ten Thousand Miles of Sunshine's detection screens.
Having fully entered the Warp, Yongtan opened his eyes and looked upon this dead-silent region of the Warp.
"How... tragic..."
It was a dead region, a terrible wasteland where even daemons could not survive. Pure lifeless corruption slowly gnawed away at the living continent. Even though that flesh had never housed souls to begin with, it rapidly withered and fell away, becoming part of the dust in this land