Chapter 607 The Emperor's Decision

"No. We can't just give up."

The whisper echoed in the Warlord's mind. Time seemed to be slowed down. The particle whip should have hit him long ago, turning him into a group of wandering particles, but that moment has not come yet.

"There is another god. There is another god who can help us. Black Muse."

Black Muse? The Warlord had never heard of this god's name, but what choice did he have now? In despair, the Warlord prayed to Black Muse, hoping that this god could give him the power of revenge.

Where is the power of Black Muse displayed in the warp? Under the shock of the fierce battle between the Khorne Demon Army and the Emperor Slaanesh, this shadow-like fluctuation is so inconspicuous, but this inconspicuous power has played a powerful role.

The Warlord's body is like a deflated balloon, and Black Muse is like an air pump, constantly gathering the power in the warp to him. The Warlord's consciousness disappeared and he was heading towards death, leaving behind only deep despair and unwillingness, which were magnified by the Black Muse and stimulated the spirit of Nurgle in the Decaying Garden.

"My child. He's dead." Isa cried with heartache.

The loving father also sighed with compassion. He felt that he had to do it himself so that Isa could see her child. He put down the spoon in his hand and stood up from the small stool he had sat on for countless years. He said goodbye to Isa and indicated that he would soon take her child home.

The movement of the Lord of Nurgle also brought changes to the entire decaying realm. These flowerbed mud pits and dead forests and rotten grass are part of the power of the loving father. Perhaps those trees were born when the loving father was scratching his head, and those grasses fell off the loving father's body.

The chaos and disorder of the warp space became stagnant and sticky because of the loving father's actions. He is the opposite of Tzeentch, the Lord of Change and Hope, who gives all things the gift of decay. Some imperial warships were sailing in the subspace. They used the guidance of the astronomical torch to find the direction, but when the loving father moved, the stench on his body covered all sides of the warship. No matter how the astropaths observed and explored, they could not break through the thick stench barrier.

The loving father saw the subspace projection of the ghoul star zone. It was indeed a dying and desperate place. However, there were too few creatures. It was a waste to splash fertilizer on the star zone. In the end, the loving father could only touch all the creatures in the ghoul star zone with apology, and use this method to make up for the debt.

The incidence rate of newborns in the ghoul star zone will increase by 77% in the next 77 years, and this is all the manifestation of the loving father's tenderness.

The fruit given to the offspring has disappeared, and his lovely child is shivering in hunger and cold. He stretched out his big hand and stretched it straight to a corner of the ghoul star zone.

At this moment, Emperor Inamas detected that the subspace energy of this battlefield was surging. This was a kind of data fluctuation that even the monitors of the fear of death felt a little laborious, as if the endless despair contained in the entire universe reached out to them.

"Prepare the anti-warp blackstone array! Max out the energy output rate!"

The warships of the Executioner Dynasty used blackstone to create a soul-driving dead zone where souls would die. Fortunately, they were in the mirror world and did not affect the lives outside.

But the power of the warp does not follow so many spatial laws. These forces spread in the disorder of time and space. Everyone on the battlefield could smell a stench attacking their bodies.

The stench destroyed the normal mechanism of the body in an instant, and the next moment it made their bodies recover and become stronger. The stench that followed was even stronger and destroyed their bodies again. In this endless cycle, the living saints Celes and Roca felt waves of nausea and vomiting, and the increasingly smelly smell made them weaker little by little.

The Primarchs could temporarily maintain their combat effectiveness by relying on their powerful souls, but Fulgrim, who had no soul, was extremely weak. Chagatai took off his helmet. The stench was pervasive and was thousands of times stronger than the stench on Mortarion.

The dead domain of exorcism thickened the curtain of the battlefield. The father's fingers tapped it several times but failed to break it. Finally, he pressed his whole body on his fingers and vowed to break this annoying barrier.

"His Majesty! The curtain is being disturbed by the corpse! We can't repair the broken cracks!" The tomb technician was in a panic. He could already hear the increasingly obvious cracking sound. Hierophant Inamas looked at the corpse of the war lord shrouded in darkness and hesitated.

Should he watch the humans and the Eldar struggle in the upcoming Nurgle pollution, or draw energy to protect their safety? The Hierophant wanted to choose the first option from the bottom of his heart. Although the fragments of the Star God they used to charge energy were a kind of endless energy, the energy consumption of the dynasty was also an astronomical figure that human mathematics could not measure.

There will be time for energy flow between charging and consuming energy. Although the time sorcerers have the ability to shorten time, they cannot completely erase time to 0.

The threat of the Star God brought great worries to the Hierophant. Perhaps the delay of a few tenths of a second in the energy transmission was enough to cause his fleet to suffer heavy losses.

"Subjective." The Hierophant finally made a decision. He ordered Trazyn and Orikan to go to the Subjective. The entire Executioner Dynasty would provide anti-subspace protection for the space outside the mirror. This was an extremely delicate job. It was necessary to isolate the subspace pollution and ensure that the fragile life forms in the exorcist dead zone would not die in an instant. This took up a lot of computing power and energy consumption of the dynasty.

"Tarasim! I order you by the End of Dynasty Emergency Agreement. You have the right to awaken the Subjective Power at the most critical moment!"

"Orican! I order you by the Subjective Restriction Agreement. Before this hyperdimensional rune flashes, Tarasim is forbidden to awaken the Subjective. You will have the secondary authority to close Tarasim's personality matrix. If Tarasim violates the agreement and awakens the Subjective without authorization, you have the right to completely delete him!"

"Zerath! I order you by the Omniscience Agreement of the Three Holy Association. Go to the Silent King as soon as possible. This hyperdimensional rune that monitors Orrican's data is under your control. If his flashing stops, quickly ask the Silent King to lead his army to completely destroy the Ghoul Star Zone!"

Tarasim, Orrican, and Zerath were shocked. They were teleported away by the Ion Warlock before they had time to ask questions.

It seemed that this was not enough, because Emperor Armas connected to the communication of his capable subordinates. "Rotalus!"

"In!"

"Prepare to activate the Star God Armor."

The Hierophant's order was carried out, and the Executioner expanded the scope of the Exorcist Dead Zone to outside the mirror.

Why do you always wear a mask? You should always wear it.