Under Lin En's shocked gaze, the moment the cry began, the emperor's body turned into smoke and dust. It was replaced by a mass of darkness!
The absolute darkness seemed to absorb all the light, and even the eyes could not escape.
The pitch black mass was constantly beating, expanding and contracting like a living heart. And it was getting bigger and bigger! Gradually it swallowed up the surrounding rebel warships one by one!
Lin En could clearly feel that an extremely terrifying existence was awakening!
In the Royal Palace of Terra.
Prime Minister Malcador, who was sitting on the throne in place of the emperor, changed his face the moment he cried, and suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the void.
His lips, which were so pale that there was no trace of blood, trembled and murmured: "How is this possible? The emperor is dead?"
"The fifth evil god Mala has awakened!
!”
Malcador stood up from the throne tremblingly. As an immortal who has lived for countless years, and personally experienced the birth of the evil god last time, he knew very well how much damage the evil god would cause when it was born.
The once powerful Eldar fell instantly and were sacrificed as a whole in one day.
Even now, thinking about it, Malcador feels fear from the bottom of his heart.
The Eldar, a powerful race that once ruled the galaxy. Highly developed technological power and psychic technology have freed them from labor.
But at the same time, the Eldar's rising desires and keen awareness of the environment made them begin to pursue sensory stimulation without restraint. In the end, these stimulations developed, causing their race to fall into an overall degradation.
They began to pursue excitement and indulge their desires without limit, thus causing violent reactions in the subspace. New evil gods began to breed.
The process of giving birth to a new evil god was the "eternal night" that lasted for fifty centuries.
Until more than two hundred years ago, before the Emperor unified Terra.
In the turbulent waves of the subspace, the fourth Chaos God, the God of Joy, Lust, was born.
The first cry of the birth of the new god destroyed the entire Eldar Empire, devoured all the souls of the Eldar within the range, and pulled the core planet of the Eldar Empire into the subspace.
What's even more frightening is that that catastrophe tore a huge wound in the real universe. Raging chaotic energy continued to pour out of the wound, forming an eternal channel connecting the real universe and subspace, the "Eye of Terror."
And now, a new Chaos God will be born here, and all of Terra will not be able to escape the end of being dragged into the subspace, and another "Eye of Terror" will take its place.
It has lost its meaning to insist on sitting on the throne and sealing the entrance to the Webway.
Malcador slid down from the throne in despair.
It doesn't matter anymore. It doesn't matter about the Golden Throne or the entrance to the Webway.
It's already too late...
Who is Marla?
She is the fifth evil god of chaos - the god of destruction. She is the enemy of everything, a symbol of destruction and the end of everything.
According to legend, when Mara awakens, she will destroy all life and all chaos in the galaxy, including herself. Mara symbolizes the destruction of everything and self-destruction. She herself has the will to destroy all order and trample all life.
Attributes.
Therefore, even the other evil gods in subspace hate and fear her.
Now this terrifying evil god is about to awaken.
For the countless battleships still in orbit and the rebels who have landed on Terra, after the "Vengeful Spirit" disappeared in a brief and violent flash of lightning, the outcome was actually doomed.
With the death of Horus, the rebellion had failed, but before they could even begin to escape, a dramatic change occurred in orbit.
Amid the cries that almost tore apart people's souls, a crack as dark as ink continued to expand, and the terrifying aura of collapse spread out. In an instant, the entire Terra was swallowed up...
Too fast! When everyone came back to their senses, they found that they were already deep in the subspace.
Countless crazy whispers were stuffed into people's minds at once, and endless desires rose uncontrollably from their hearts. Anger, greed, and desire were twisting them without scruple. A thought of destroying everything erupted,
The sword in his hand was involuntarily aimed at the person closest to him.
Moreover, in the sickening scarlet light that filled the sky, countless demons appeared directly!
They laughed crazily and rushed towards the earth. This is the subspace, their nest. They don't even need a sacrificial ceremony to appear here, and they are far stronger than when they were in this world!
All kinds of emotions on Terra are boiling. For the demons, it is simply an unsuspecting gluttonous feast...
The massacre has begun! It’s not just a massacre, it’s a chaotic war!
The Loyalists fight against the Rebels, and the Rebels fight against Chaos, and Chaos kills everything, including themselves.
The desperate fighting spread rapidly, and a strange and crazy atmosphere filled Terra.
If this continues, it won't take long before Terra will no longer see any normal life, and the human empire will also disappear.
…
Behind the throne, Vulkan, the Primarch of the Eighteenth Legion who was ordered by the Emperor to guard the subspace seal gate, rushed over in a hurry.
"Uncle Malcador, what is happening outside? Where is the Emperor? Why do I feel like my father has disappeared!"
Vulkan's questions hit Malcador like a barrage of questions.
Marko sat on the ground and explained dejectedly: "The Emperor is dead, and the new evil god is awakening. Terra has been pulled into the warp, the empire has collapsed, and humanity has no future. This is what is happening!
"
Vulkan was stunned. His brain seemed unable to accept these huge changes for a while. He just asked instinctively:
"Why?"
Marko smiled miserably and asked a seemingly irrelevant question, "How much do you know about the origin of the Emperor?"
Vulkan murmured: "There are many rumors, but I don't care about those. I only know that he is my father."
"Yes, there are many rumors. But sometimes the rumors may not all be false!"
Just as Malcador was about to continue speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice.
"So, which ones are true?" Linn walked in, and after scanning Vulcan, he stared straight at Malcador.
"Lynn?"
“Lynn!
!”
Two exclamations sounded at the same time, Vulcan was surprised, and Malcador was frightened!
He knew about Lin En's resurrection from the dead, but didn't the latest information say that he was still on Mars?
What frightened Malcador the most was that after seeing Lin En with his own eyes, he could clearly feel that the power of the man in front of him was beyond his understanding.
As a powerful psyker who has lived for countless years, he has witnessed too much and knows too much. He deeply doubts that even the evil god in the subspace will not be stronger than Lin En now!
"No! That's not right!" Macado opened his eyes suddenly, and an idea flashed through his mind like lightning.
Since Lin En is so powerful, he is no less powerful than the evil god.
So, is it possible to save this desperate situation?