However, a lucky few escaped this devastating collision of terrestrial resources.
For some reason, Leo did not come to the Warp with Saint Garus Castle.
Meanwhile, Toothy and Doudou, along with the remaining Ork Boyz of the Hokage Clan, survived thanks to the Waaagh! Field unique to the Orks race.
The Waaagh! Field is a Psychic Power "local area network" completely independent of the Warp Chaos system.
Its origins lie in the genes of the Orks themselves, and it does not communicate with the Warp.
Therefore, when Tzeentch transformed and took away Saint Garus Castle, they were not taken away either.
The vast majority of those who perished in this catastrophe were Tzeentch Cultists, as well as Imperium human soldiers who were unwittingly drawn into the battlefield.
Countless shattered souls flashed by in the storm, then vanished without a trace.
The two major sectors are constantly tearing at and counteracting each other, yet neither can truly overpower the other.
Domination tries to lock down change, but change constantly dismantles the shackles of Domination, leading to a stalemate.
Almost at the same moment, Lynn and the avatar of Tzeentch made the same judgment.
Continuing to deplete the domain will only endlessly strain the balance of power, making it difficult to determine a winner.
Both sides, without prior agreement, have narrowed their outward expansion, abandoned long-distance rule-based games, and chosen the most direct approach.
A head-on collision.
The distorted light and shadow flowing around Tzeentch's avatar rapidly recombine and dissolve, soon revealing his most classic and well-known avatar form.
It has a bird's head and a human body, with several flexible and powerful arms that stretch out in all directions, and four pairs of huge and gorgeous wings that are fully spread out behind it, covered with thousands of eyes and lips.
And of course, there's that iconic staff.
The entire divine power avatar stood in the void, reaching a height of eighty meters, with ever-changing, multicolored chaotic Chaos light flowing across its surface.
Every feather, every eye, pulsates with the power of trickery and magic.
Lynn was equally unwilling to back down.
That hazy purple light and shadow expanded rapidly outwards in proportion to his will, growing all the way to a towering height of one hundred meters.
Above the flowing purple Psychic Power light, a majestic and imposing black dragon robe, embroidered with mysterious patterns, materialized.
His right hand grasped a cold, gleaming Sword of the Son of Heaven, its sharp edge slicing through the void.
A massive, ancient, and imposing jade seal, engraved with ruling patterns, floated in mid-air to his left, while a majestic flat crown adorned his head.
The originally blurry ball of light condensed into a majestic dragon head, with its rugged horns stretching outwards and its eyes burning with intense purple flames.
An overwhelming, domineering aura, encompassing the entire universe and ruling over all living beings, swept across the turbulent space like a tidal wave.
This is the most concrete embodiment of the concepts of " Domination " and "royalty" that Lynn could imagine in his subconscious.
The next moment, the two towering, mountain-like incarnations of gods collided with a deafening roar, and a fierce close-quarters battle ensued.
Tzeentch, in his transformed form, gripped his magic staff tightly and swung his arm forward with all his might.
A colossal Psychic Power storm, vast in scale and powerful enough to tear apart the physical universe, materialized out of thin air.
The storm howled and surged, carrying the destructive power to sweep and crush Lynn.
His remaining arms did not stop for a moment, continuously waving and throwing out destructive spells that twisted the laws of cause and effect.
Multicolored cursed light projectiles traced bizarre trajectories in the air, defying the laws of physics.
Any one of these spells, if cast in the material world, would be enough to severely injure or even kill a powerful Chapter Master.
Faced with the oncoming storm and the endless curses, Lynn made no attempt to dodge.
He gripped the Sword of the Son of Heaven tightly in his right hand, Domination all his power into the blade, and raised it high above his head, whereupon a brilliant purple light shone forth.
One sword cleaves the heavens!
The purple sword light, imbued with the will to rule all things, crashed down, meeting head-on with the massive Psychic Power storm sweeping in.
The incomparably sharp sword light forcefully cleaved and tore through the raging storm.
The raging torrent of Psychic Power was split into two massive waves by the sword's edge, rushing past Lynn's body on either side.
It then crashed violently into a distant, drifting space island, shattering pieces of land debris into pieces.
At the same time, Lynn made a grasping motion in the air with his left hand, and the Power of Domination carried by the jade seal was fully materialized.
At times, a gigantic purple hand, obscuring the sky and blocking out the sun, would appear out of thin air, its five fingers clenched together, and it would crush the incoming curse of cause and effect.
At times, he would condense and compress his power, transforming it into a massive, heavy warhammer that would crash down upon Tzeentch's avatar with a whooshing sound.
With a deafening roar, the giant warhammer slammed down on Tzeentch with immense force.
Just before the warhammer was about to strike His body, Tzeentch's entire eighty-meter-tall body suddenly transformed into a semi-transparent, flowing, distorted phantom.
The heavy warhammer pierced straight through the phantom without any hindrance and slammed into a large, isolated spatial island behind Him.
The entire floating landmass was instantly smashed into pieces, with debris and metal fragments flying everywhere into space.
The phantom vanished, Tzeentch's avatar, relying on transformation magic, instantly teleported behind Lynn's avatar.
His magic staff slammed heavily into the void, unleashing a torrent of Chaos magic.
Show yourself, my servant!
The incantation resounded throughout the space, and ninety-nine powerful Lord of Change were forcibly summoned here from the depths of Warp by Tzeentch's sorcery.
These most cunning and ferocious Greater Daemon under the command of the Tzeentch have gathered together as soon as they arrived.
The magic of all demons resonated from the same source, and their Psychic Power amplified and overlapped, together constructing a far more terrifying and horrifying Warp catastrophe capable of devouring everything.
The surging, boiling Chaos black energy, like bubbling water, swept over Lynn's Avatar of Domination, crushing everything in its path.
They attempted to completely submerge and crush this nascent secondary divine concept.
Facing the oncoming Warp catastrophe, and the Lord of Change with ninety-nine dignity arrays waiting in the wings.
Lynn's majestic dragon head opened its Great Maw slightly, uttering a single word that resonated through the void.
"Town!"
With just a single word, the Domination power at the level of laws took effect instantly.
The entire Warp interlayer, which had been roaring and surging wildly, immediately came to a standstill.
The raging Warp Storm and the surging waves of magic were all frozen in the void, like a video that had been paused.
The ninety-nine ferocious Lord of Change, their claws waving, wings outstretched, staffs raised, and demonic magic about to be unleashed.
They were all locked in place by the power of the laws, frozen in place, unable to even move their eyeballs.
On the vast battlefield, everything fell silent.
Only the avatar of Tzeentch retained full mobility.
The nine pupils on its bird-like head suddenly contracted, and a sense of unease swept through its heart.
Without the slightest hesitation, a dimensional pocket suddenly appeared beside him, and he reached directly into the depths of the pocket.
A short blade, shimmering with an ominous, nine-colored, morbid glow, was dragged out of the dimensional clasp by Him.
This is the " Dove's Blade ".
The origin of this murder weapon is horrifying; it was used by the Tzeentch after he slaughtered nine hundred and ninety-nine Nurgle and Great Unclean One.
Extracting the flesh, blood, plague essence, and soul fragments of every Great Unclean One as forging materials, and then forging them through His unique transformative magic.
It is specifically designed to assassinate conceptual entities and lesser gods who possess the power of laws.
Tzeentch gripped the Dove's Blade tightly, his entire body transforming into an unpredictable, elusive streak of light as he charged straight toward Lynn with the short blade.
The blade's edge aimed directly at the core of Lynn's avatar, specifically between his dragon head's eyebrows.
But Lynn's reaction was equally swift. Unbound by the laws of stillness, he tossed the ancient jade seal high into the sky with one hand.
The booming sound reverberated throughout the entire Warp interlayer.
" Supreme Heaven-Suppressing Seal!"