The boundary between Warp and real space was repeatedly torn apart by the layers of illusions derived from the Ritual of Annihilation.
[ Rena Link ] The Avatar of Domination barely managed to stabilize its shaky form, and its overall condition had deteriorated to an extremely dangerous state.
Previously, in order to open a passage between reality and the Warp, Lynn risked all his power, attempting to use Toothy's body as an anchor point in the present world to forcibly bring divine power to Brevis.
That attempt consumed a massive amount of Domination power, and was ultimately brutally interrupted by Tzeentch's long-range projection. The invisible backlash, like a tidal wave, washed over this insect-like monarch avatar again and again.
The towering 150-meter-tall structure no longer possesses the imposing presence it once did.
The outermost layer of swirling purple flames dimmed and flickered intermittently.
The three pairs of chitinous giant wings that were originally stretched out Winged Hive Tyrant were now covered with crisscrossing and hideous cracks. Many of the thorns had broken off, and fine purple light fragments were constantly drifting into the surrounding void like flying catkins.
The dragon's head, a blend of royal authority and the ferocity of the Tyranids, had its Psychic Power burn marks.
Beneath the charred damage, one could vaguely see the surging, almost out-of-control flow of power within the incarnation.
Lynn and Rena are deeply bound together in their consciousness, sharing all their senses and mental feedback.
Rena could clearly sense that the power of Domination within the core of her avatar was being endlessly overdrawn and consumed.
Every time it resisted the impact of illusion, every attempt to tear apart the spatial barrier, it continuously drained the newly replenished secondary divine essence.
She could sense Lynn's mental exhaustion and see the situation on the battlefield gradually sliding towards an irreversible defeat.
In the direction of Brevis, the eerie blue Mist representing the Ritual of Annihilation continued to slowly expand.
The life signals from that planet continued to fall, and their time was slipping away second by second.
Just as Rena felt a sense of despair, believing that defeat was inevitable and that they would be completely swallowed up by the Chaos tide,
The eyes of the Avatar of Domination transformed into a dragon's head, suddenly erupted with two dazzling, deep purple beams of light.
The Power of Domination, repeatedly suppressed by backlash and illusions, breaks through layers of shackles and returns to its wielder.
A brief yet incredibly powerful thought resounded within the core of the avatar's soul, echoing throughout the entire Warp.
"I'm back."
With just four words, Lynn's consciousness completely broke free from the illusion's entanglement and regained full control of this combined avatar.
Rena, bound to the same body, instantly felt an undisguised surge of joy.
Countless subtle, warm ripples of emotion spread across the bond between their souls—a unique emotional response belonging to her.
" Lynn, I knew you would come back."
Two consciousnesses, both having endured life and death trials, briefly embraced and merged within the Avatar of Domination.
Fragments of memories of fighting side by side in the past flashed through their mental worlds: their first meeting in Necromunda, the fierce battle with Brevis, and their several escapes from death. Countless bonds of life and death settled at this moment.
Not far away, the Tzeentch avatar, relying on the remaining soul coordinates of Atia and the overflowing energy of the Ritual of Annihilation, barely maintains its existence.
Sensing Lynn's recovery, the thousands of eyes covered in wings contracted and trembled violently.
If this evil god's avatar had teeth that could bite, it would probably have crushed them all by now.
His meticulously planned illusion to wear down his opponent had a major flaw at this moment.
Tzeentch knew very well that the newly born lesser god before him, after the recent overexertion, was no longer at its peak.
However, relying solely on his projection avatar, which is anchored by a mortal, he would still have to pay an immeasurable price to completely obliterate the combination of Lynn and Rena, and it is even possible that his own projection in the real world would be completely Annihilation.
He was unwilling to take such a risk that would be counterproductive.
Without the slightest hesitation, Tzeentch's avatar unleashed a massive and bizarre summoning ritual, his countless twisted tentacles dancing wildly in the void.
One after another, Second Company, dark Warp Rift tore open around the battlefield, and a powerful being from the depths of the Sea of Chaos, guided by His authority,...
Transcending dimensions, they were projected in batches into this battlefield in the cracks.
The first to burst forth from the rift were dozens of ever-changing Greater Daemon.
Each Greater Daemon was clad in ever-flowing, ever-changing armor of iridescent Psychic Power, its body contours constantly twisting and reshaping.
Holding a cunning staff engraved with countless bizarre runes, a howling storm of Psychic Power swirled around him, and the madness and cunning of Greater Daemon poured outwards through the cracks.
Following closely behind the Greater Daemon of Myriad Transformations, several Supreme Wizards of the Thousand Sons stepped out of the Warp rift.
They were the most elite Psychic Power warriors in Magnus's Thousand Sons Chapter, clad in gold and blue Power Armour, their bodies covered with the mystical runes passed down through generations of the Thousand Sons lineage.
As the runes flow, they continuously draw upon the magic of the Warp. They are proficient in the sorcery of fate calculation and the burning of flames, and they also possess the terrifying power to distort reality.
Several supreme wizards linked their Psychic Power threads together, forming a massive combined spellcasting array. Their magic flowed together, amplifying its power exponentially.
The Greater Daemon of Myriad Transformations and the Thousand Sons Exalted Sorcerer immediately formed a brilliant tactical partnership.
A portion of the Greater Daemon Transformations Demons brandished their staffs, unleashing a deluge of Chaos Psychic Power, bombarding the [ Rena Link ] Avatar of Domination wave after wave.
The other group of Greater Daemon transformed into ferocious claws and blades, and under the cover of artillery fire, charged forward to launch a fierce close-quarters battle.
The combined spellcasting array of the Thousand Sons provided stable output from the rear, continuously unleashing curses that were entwined with threads of fate, their target being the very source of Lynn's Domination power.
Those curses attempted to infiltrate the level of laws, interfere with and undermine the operating logic of the Power of Domination, and weaken this newly born secondary god from its very foundation.
Lynn was forced to fight on two fronts.
He had to withstand the raging melee attacks of the Greater Daemon Demon of Myriad Changes while constantly trying to break free from the curse of fate woven by the Thousand Sons Sorcerer.
To withstand the overwhelming onslaught of Chaos, the Shadow in the Warp Barrier, spearheaded by Rena, experienced a dramatic increase in its workload.
Layer upon layer of insulating membranes were continuously generated, only to be torn apart by the impact of Chaos artillery fire and witchcraft.
Rena mobilized all the remaining Hive Mind after their fusion, continuously replenishing the barrier's power.
Despite the relentless attacks from so many high-end Chaos forces, the Shadow in the Warp continued to thin, leaving more and more gaps in its defenses.
Across the vast expanse of space, the eerie blue Mist of annihilation on the planet Brevis continues to accumulate power, and the energy threshold of the god-slaying sorcery is steadily rising.
Rena's anxious thoughts were transmitted to Lynn's consciousness through the bond of their souls.
[If this endless drain continues, the power of the avatar will eventually be completely exhausted. At that point, we will both be torn apart, and Brevis will become a sacrifice to the annihilation magic.]
Just as the combined spell of the Thousand Sons Exalted Sorcerer was finally completed, the devastating Destruction Spell coalesced and took shape at the center of the array.
Dozens of myriad Greater Daemon simultaneously dispersed, sealing off all possible escape routes for the Avatar of Domination, and were on the verge of completing the encirclement and locking down of the target.
On the outer edge of the planet Brevis, the massive Warp vortex that continuously spewed out annihilating Mist was suddenly subjected to a devastating bombardment from the outside.
A blinding golden light, comparable to a stellar explosion, burst forth, and the barrier on the outer layer of the Chaos vortex, which was used to isolate reality from the Warp, shattered and disintegrated like thin ice.
Dominic, the Emperor's incarnation, breaks through the boundary between the material universe and the Warp in the form of Emperor's Walker, forcefully entering this war-torn frontier battlefield.
A crown made of pure holy light floated above his head, his red hair flew wildly, and his eyes shone with golden light.
The entire body was formed by the Psychic Power of the Terra Emperor and the surviving soul of Dominic.
His right hand gripped a sacred greatsword forged by the Emperor himself, its blade radiating a brilliant light that purified all Chaos and filth.
A thick field of faith swirled around his body, effectively isolating him from most of the pollution and spiritual erosion caused by Chaos.
Of course, this was not the Emperor of Mankind himself descending, but merely a projection of power cast here.
Even though it was just a projection of an avatar, it had already reached the power level of a lesser god. It represented the will of the Terra Master of Mankind and officially intervened in this Warp battle.
The moment Emperor's Walker Dominic stepped onto the battlefield, a silent disturbance once again stirred within the laws of the entire Warp.
A higher-dimensional perspective, belonging neither to Tzeentch, nor to Lynn Rena, nor to the Terra Emperor, unexpectedly entered this battlefield.
This mysterious entity did not launch any attacks, nor did it participate in the power struggles between the parties; it was merely a calm observer. It transcended the local causal chains within this narrow space, and nothing on the battlefield could be hidden from its gaze.
He glimpsed Atia, the mortal wizard who served as the vessel for Tzeentch; the wizard's soul was already riddled with holes, and the vessel's walls were on the verge of complete collapse.
He saw through the fact that the Tzeentch before him was merely an avatar projected from a distance; His true form remained deep within the Sea of Chaos.
He understood the complete primordial structure of the power of Domination after Lynn and Rena's consciousnesses merged.
The entire conspiracy and trump card behind the Ritual of Annihilation were laid bare under this gaze.
Even the causal chain of every spell of the Thousand Sons Exalted Sorcerer and the underlying logic of every transformation of the Myriad Transformations Greater Daemon were completely analyzed.
The observers of higher dimensions simply watch quietly, as if turning the pages of a pre-written script of fate, without interfering or meddling.
"So that's how it is." Dominic's remaining consciousness followed the Emperor's perspective and saw clearly the relationship between Lynn and Rena.
In his final moments, he seemed quite philosophical about it all; it turned out it wasn't collusion, but rather a romantic relationship.
Hmm? Dating?
Isn't this even more wrong?!
Then he burst into a huge wave of joy; perhaps seeing the forbidden love between the human and the insect, he could die in peace.
However, this all-seeing presence was still keenly detected by Tzeentch's avatar.
The thousands of pupils on the avatar's body suddenly contracted violently, each pupil surging with intense unease.
The Lord of Change was perfectly aware that an unknown external force was spying on all his long-planned schemes.
But the current battlefield situation did not allow Him to be distracted by the pursuit of the observer.
Without the slightest hesitation, Dominic raised the sacred greatsword high in his hand, and the surging torrent of Emperor faith swept in all directions like a golden tsunami, rushing straight into the center of the melee.
Thus, the two minor god avatars stood side by side on the battlefield.
On one side is the [ Rena Link ] Avatar of Domination, formed by the fusion of Lynn and Rena, and on the other side is Emperor's Walker Dominic.
The two formed an alliance to confront the incarnation of Tzeentch, as well as the swarming Greater Daemon of Shapeshifters and the Thousand Sons Exalted Sorcerer under his command.