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Countless grotesque monsters, born from the waves and fueled by viruses and resentment, roared as they rushed toward the ever-changing landscape.
The forces symbolizing stagnation and decay began to frantically erode the walls of the city, which were composed of logical puzzles and illusory flames.
In the ever-changing Demon Realm, Tzeentch's true form, composed of countless eyes and wings, paused slightly.
He did indeed sense the unusual fluctuations in Nurgle's domain. The phrase "everything is going according to plan" was a habitual whisper He used to confuse and disturb Nurgle's mind when He sensed Nurgle's gaze.
This is His instinct, as natural as Nurgle spreading plague.
He had not expected Nurgle's reaction to be so intense, so...undisguised.
The destruction of that planet was indeed unexpected by Him, and He was curious as to who had the ability and the courage to do so.
It even managed to evade his detection, which piqued his curiosity.
But that stupid fat pig, Nurgle, actually dumped the blame on Him without even thinking?! And even launched a domain attack?
"Foolish! Impulsive! Incomprehensible!" Anger flashed through Tzeentch's myriad thoughts.
His perfect plan might be disrupted by this fool's reckless behavior! But Nurgle's attack had arrived, and He couldn't remain inactive.
Instantly, countless arcane runes lit up the boundary of the ever-changing Demon Realm, and a blue wall of flames shot into the sky, blocking the green plague wave outside.
The treacherous flames transformed into countless knowledge traps and logical paradoxes, leading the onrushing plague monsters astray and causing them to dissolve in their own contradictions.
At the same time, countless treacherous demons—the Fearful Demon, the Devious One, the Flame Lord—shrieked as they charged toward Nurgle's army.
The two major domains of the warp suddenly erupted into fierce conflict due to a misunderstanding and Tzeentch's habitually sarcastic remark!
As the war between the two Chaos Gods unfolded in the Warp, Khorne's army roared and joined the conflict.
"A blood sacrifice to the Blood God's skull, offered as a skull-seat!"
"War and heads are what fear needs. Khorne was very unhappy about fighting humans in the real universe, so the battles in the warp were more attractive to him."
The demonic armies from Khorne also stormed into the battle zone, and then Khorne's army directly engaged the demonic armies on both sides in battle.
With three of the Chaos Gods already on the battlefield, how could Slaanesh be allowed to continue watching from the sidelines?
Since everyone was going to fight, they fought together. As the demon army of Sanfan fought, they began to approach Slaanesh's Elysium.
As the three demon armies launched an attack on Elysium, Slaanesh was forced to become involved in the warring gods in the warp.
The Slaanesh demons, who crave the ultimate sensory stimulation, initially watched the chaos with a morbid pleasure, regarding it as a grand and violent performance.
But when Khorne's axe cleaved open the succubus's palace, Nurgle's plague polluted the exquisite garden of senses, and Tzeentch's cunning traps ensnared the pleasure-seeking soul...
Slaanesh's favorites felt an unprecedented sense of unease and offense.
This is no longer pleasurable pain; this is true destruction! It is the ruthless trampling of perfect pleasure!
Deep within the Palace of Bliss, the indescribable Slaanesh, formed from countless extreme sensory experiences, let out a shriek mixed with anger and extreme displeasure.
His realm is refined and selfish, rejecting this barbaric and aesthetically unappealing total war!
However, retreat and forbearance are never Slaanesh's style. Since pleasure has been shattered, he will retaliate with even more extreme sensory stimulation! He will overwhelm those rude intruders with painful ecstasy!
In an instant, the boundaries of the Palace of Bliss burst forth with maddening light and sound waves.
Slaanesh's demonic army—succubi, seekers, keepers of secrets, and all sorts of indescribable creations that push the limits of the senses—surged forth like a tidal wave.
Unlike Khorne, they do not seek destruction, but rather try to draw everything into their realm of frenzied pleasure.
Use alluring dances to disorient vampires, stimulate the corrupt nerves of Nurgle with extreme pain and pleasure, and challenge Tzeentch's logic with endless illusionary puzzles.
The warp has descended into an unprecedented and utter chaos!
After all, they had all suffered a great loss on the internet before, and they all needed to vent.
Chapter 150 Humans Join the Melee
Nurgle's plague waves, Tzeentch's arcane flames, Khorne's savage slaughter, Slaanesh's sensory storms... The powers and armies of the four evil gods clashed, intertwined, annihilated each other, and were constantly reborn on an unprecedented scale and without any order.
The entire subspace was violently shaken by the chaotic battle between these supreme beings. Star Speakers and Navigators in the real universe let out shrill screams, as if their souls were being torn apart by the chaotic turmoil.
Countless low-level demons didn't even have time to choose an allegiance before being crushed into pure energy dust by the four forces.
Even the Empire's navigators were affected, so even Old Man Huang joined the fray.
The Cursed Legion began to appear and fight in the warp.
With the large number of Gray Knights that Zhou Qing brought him, Old Man Wang's Cursed Legion personnel could be said to have increased significantly.
Even the psionic legions who were grinding experience in the netherworld later on joined the battle.
The warp has been completely turned into a battlefield.
The armies of five evil gods in the universe are constantly fighting each other in the warp.
One moment Nurgle and Junchi were fighting Khorne, the next Khorne and Junchi were fighting Nurgle, then Slaanesh and Junchi were fighting Khorne, then Khorne and Junchi were fighting Slaanesh.
Sometimes Tzeentch would fight alongside humans, Khorne and Tzeentch would fight alongside humans, and Slaanesh and Slaanesh would fight alongside humans against Tzeentch.
As the fighting continued, it turned into a chaotic battle between the Chaos Gods and humans. Eventually, it escalated into a fight between three of the Chaos Gods and humans against one of them. In short, it was incredibly chaotic, with people attacking each other indiscriminately.
There's no such thing as faction distinctions; they just team up to attack whichever faction is stronger.
The main theme is that the weak unite to fight against the strong, and when the strong are killed and become the weak, the strongest among the weak will be beaten up by the other four.
Meanwhile, Zhou Qing's fleet, the instigator of all this chaos, was like a ghost in the eye of the storm, safely navigating the edge of this earth-shattering divine war under the protection of the "Evil God Shield".
On the bridge, sensors were frantically alarming, indicating that the surrounding subspace energy level had soared to an unprecedented level of danger, but all attacks were miraculously "ignored," as if the fleet were a transparent stone, perfectly blending into the background noise.
"Grand Marshal... the surrounding subspace energy... the readings are off the charts! We seem... we seem to have stumbled into a full-scale war of evil gods?!"
The warp navigator's voice was choked with sobs. Although the fleet was safe and sound, the apocalyptic visions perceived by the psionic senses were enough to break any mortal.
These people are not citizens of the Federation of Humans after all; they do not possess the arrogance and powerful psionic protection of the Federation's citizens.
Therefore, the Imperial Federation fleet was still not calm enough when faced with the chaos of warp warfare.
The reason Zhou Xing's fleet also had navigators was to incorporate local characteristics to ensure that there were no entities that the Federation's technology could not detect.
Zhou Qing merely glanced indifferently at the bizarre and terrifying scene outside the window—a scene of energy so violent it could instantly vaporize an entire empire's main fleet—and raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Oh? They've started fighting?" His tone was as calm as if he were commenting on the weather. "Good, let the dogs fight it out, so they won't cause trouble for each other later."
"The fighting seems quite intense. Order our newest psionic legion to go to Terra now. If Old Man Huang needs it, let the psionic legion join the battle!"
"We might as well fight this level of battle. If we fight it out properly, we might even get some unexpected gains."
After giving the order, he even observed with great interest the unique and destructive energy reaction produced when the four chaotic forces collided.
“Record the data. This level of energy interaction is rare and may be helpful in studying the nature of subspace and developing new countermeasures.”
Zhou Qing still remembered the war against the Chaos Gods and how to punish them, so how could he let such good data slip by? He quickly ordered the technicians to start recording as well.
The technical officers, fighting off the urge to faint, answered in trembling voices, "Yes...yes, Grand Marshal!"
Zhou Qing withdrew his gaze, no longer paying attention to the chaotic battle outside the window that was determining the subspace landscape.
His attention refocused on the front of the fleet.
Sensors indicate that they are very close to the area where the Black Legion last disappeared.
While Zhou Qing's fleet was searching for Abaddon, Abaddon was trembling on his Vengeance flagship.
Everything was fine in the warp before, but now the Chaos Gods have started a chaotic battle?
Now that even humans have joined the battle, the delicate balance that had been maintained within his black legion has begun to crumble into a tense standoff.
The composition of the Black Legion is quite strange; some are loyal to the Four Chaos Gods, while others feel that the Empire is bad.
Or perhaps the imperial state religion was a false religion, but it still believed in the existence of the emperor.
This means that the Black Legion is not actually a monolithic entity.
Their respective gods are now engaged in war in the warp, which has led to the Chaos Astartes within the Black Legion also becoming hostile to each other.
Abaddon is really struggling with this; he's in a terrible state!
Can anyone tell him why the entire subspace was suddenly engulfed in war by the Chaos Gods? Why did the war suddenly break out?
Abaddon desperately wanted to know why all this was happening, but it was clear he had no way of finding out why the fight had broken out. After all, even the Chaos Gods were completely baffled when they started fighting.
The wars between us now are purely because we want to fight, so we're fighting.
As for the reason, I'm sorry, there isn't one.
Nurgle's pus storm pounded against the ship's void shields, splashing foul-smelling green ripples, while Tzeentch's blue flames flickered like ghosts, trying to find a loophole in the logic.
Khorne's bloodthirsty berserkers even ignored friendly fire identification, slashing at anything that approached, including other Chaos warships.
The phantom of Slaanesh and his shrieks relentlessly sought to erode the minds of the crew.
What made his scalp tingle even more was that he could occasionally catch a glimpse of the golden figures of the Emperor's Cursed Legion.
And some extremely well-equipped, exceptionally powerful, and purely alien human psionic warriors.
Zhou Qing's psionic legion.
They also weaved through the chaos, killing anyone they encountered without mercy!
"What the hell is going on?!" Abaddon's growl echoed across the bridge, but no one could give him an answer.
The deck beneath his feet was shaking incessantly, not from artillery fire, but from the wail of the warp itself amidst the chaotic battle between the four evil gods and the Emperor.
The fragile balance he had carefully maintained within the Black Legion had now completely collapsed.
A Chaos Lord loyal to Khorne roared at a Nurgle follower: "Your merciful father dares to attack the Blood God's domain! I will offer your head as a sacrifice to the Skull Throne!"
The Nurgle cultist muttered in response, his pustules bursting: "The Lord of Change... is the source of all wisdom... all decay will ultimately be equal..."
On the other side, several Slaanesh followers attempted to seduce a Warband officer of the Emperor's Sons, but were repelled by his even more fanatical loyalty to the Emperor.
Some Chaos Space Marines even stood there blankly, watching the demons of the Chaos faction fighting each other outside the window, at a loss for what to do.
They came to destroy the empire, but now they've inexplicably gotten caught up in their own masters' infighting.
"Commander!" a communications officer reported, his voice trembling, "The 7th Assault Regiment is reporting internal strife! The Blood God faction and the Lord of Change faction are exchanging fire in the hangar!"
"Engine room report! A follower of the Father has contaminated part of the energy pipeline!"
"The navigator... the navigator is almost having a breakdown! He says he can't get a location in this environment!"
Abaddon felt a profound sense of powerlessness. He held the powerful Black Legion in his hands and possessed the immense prestige he had accumulated after destroying Cardia.