Deep within Liu Zhipeng's soul, in that virtual control center made of pure golden light, he was "stretching" his consciousness in a way he never had before.
Becoming an amorphous puddle of Chaos Spawn sounded utterly terrible, but the actual experience... brought an indescribable sense of comfort. With no bones to constrain him and no nerves to ache, he was like a blob of jelly floating in warm water, free to do whatever he pleased.
Especially once the "Abyssal Darkweb" was complete and twelve thousand Flesh Blackstone Obelisks began supplying an endless stream of pure Warp energy. It felt like someone who had starved for three days and nights diving headfirst into an all-you-can-eat paradise.
Physical and magical, reality and void-two diametrically opposed forms of energy achieved unprecedented harmony within the chaotic furnace of [Primordial Quickening].
"Burp..."
Liu Zhipeng "let out" a contented burp, his entire purple flesh ball quivering with satisfaction. He could feel his soul growing more solid and resilient, every pulse carrying even more terrifying power.
Just then, he suddenly "tasted" something different.
Some... extremely subtle changes had appeared in the "nutrients" flowing into his soul with the torrent of energy.
The energy he had devoured before, whether Khorne's rage or Tzeentch's deceit, had been like rough, uncooked meat. It supplied plenty of energy, but the flavor was monotonous and even scraped his throat a little.
Now, however, this newly arriving energy was like a dish painstakingly prepared by a chef awarded Three Michelin Stars.
Its "deliciousness" defied description.
It was no longer mere energy, but a blend of countless complex, enticing "flavors." The fluttering heartbeat of first love, the ultimate satisfaction of success and fame, the wild joy of finally releasing long-repressed feelings, the comfort of a lazy nap in the afternoon sun... All the finest,