Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Chapter 291: The Lord of Change in the Time of Black Rage

Lin Heng fell to his knees, gasping for breath. The red and black figure in front of him was extremely large, and the shining light behind it made it impossible to see the other person's face clearly.

But the strange aura made him realize that the being in front of him was a fallen being who believed in chaos. However, he was still somewhat confused because deep in his heart he told him that the other person was originally so pure.

"Sanguinius... stop trying to persuade me. It's too late. Everything is in the past. Today, you and I have only one eternal way to end: death.

For the false emperor you are pursuing, raise your sword. "

Sanguinius... Lin Heng raised his sword to support his body in confusion. Looking at the scarred golden armor, he seemed to realize that he was no longer himself.

"Ho...Horus...my brother...you shouldn't..."

"I am not your brother! You traitor, our friendship is so deep, why don't you listen to my advice.

The false emperor only uses you and me as tools, why can't you figure this out! Why are you and I facing each other with swords now? Isn't it because you are still living in the so-called illusion! "

Horus... Lin Heng looked at the red and black figure in front of him who was shouting at the top of his lungs, wondering about the other party's true identity.

The Primarch of the Sixteenth Legion, the culprit who had caused the Imperium to teeter on the edge for ten thousand years, who was he? Sanguinius... Sanguinius... The blood of Sanguinius!

In a trance, he seemed to think of the friendly red-armored warrior. The Sanguinius mentioned by the other party must be the owner of this body, the Primarch of the 9th Legion of the Blood Angels.

Haas Haas

"Get up! Attack!"

Horus roared and swung his hammer. Lin Heng blocked it in a hurry. The red power sword collided with it with a "ding-dong" sound. The huge force made Lin Heng's weak body unable to withstand it.

He had to struggle to defend himself as the opponent's attacks moved forward and backward, and his rebukes were accompanied by increasingly heavy blows.

"You and I are real brothers. You and I should have higher ideals!"

Horus's hammer blocked the blow, and his huge claws grabbed Lin Heng's red sword. The head full of pipes finally appeared in front of him.

"What a pity that you chose the false emperor! What a pity that you chose to stagnate!"

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the iron hammer hit the sword blade heavily, and then there was a crisp sound, and the red sword broke into two. Then the huge claws hit his chest and knocked him to the ground.

"Sanguinius, there is no going back. Everything is guided by fate."

Horus stepped on Lin Heng, then raised the hammer with both hands.

"Yes, everything has an end..."

Lin Heng's body answered on its own.

"Bang!"

Everything returns to silence, everything returns to darkness...

Ying Ying Ying! ! !

“Ding-bang, ding-bang!”

The sound of metal equipment falling to the ground was heard, and Lin Heng suddenly opened his eyes. It seemed that the function of his lungs had finally been restored, and he began to breathe heavily.

After adapting to the environment, I saw lights flickering sporadically in the dim room, and those angular objects looked like a research site.

"I...I'm not...I should be dead..."

Lin Heng was a little confused. Thinking back to what happened before, his memory froze at the moment when Leman Russ swung his sword.

Looking down at his body, it seemed that his line of sight had become higher, and various stagnant lines were left on his smooth skin.

A large pool of unknown liquid under his feet led him to look at the mess behind him. There was a broken window on the huge nutrient tank. He thought that he might be the culture in the tank.

But the environment here was a bit different from his memory. The weird technological tools around him were so sci-fi that Lin Heng couldn't imagine it. He seemed to be in some Frankenstein's room.

The iron pipe in his hand made him freeze in place again. It seemed that the strange memory that suddenly appeared just now also controlled his real body. He didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing...

"Boom boom."

Just as Lin Heng was stunned, a loud noise suddenly came from the shadows, like the sound of some device starting up.

He quickly squinted his eyes and looked towards the dark room, and saw a huge figure emitting a faint fluorescent light. In comparison, its height was almost no different from Vulcan.

Moreover, the other party's body structure was completely unhuman. He took a deep breath and wondered where on earth he had come to.

As the other party approached, the sound of an anti-gravity engine running rang in Lin Heng's ears, and the huge figure became majestic.

The metal scepter with gears tapped the ground with a "dong dong" sound, and the whole body looked like a mechanical slug with half of its body lifted up.

Lin Heng suddenly saw the emblem of the Mechanicus on the red robe that the other person was wearing, which was exactly the same as that of Priest Shoggoth, and immediately realized that the other person was probably a sage of the order.

My name is Belisarius Cole

But when he first saw Sage Claire on the Mechanical Eternity, he was in human form. There was no way he had been transformed into a monster like the other party.

The man holding the scepter and peeking his head out would look like a kindly scholar, if his face were a human one.

"Do you...do you know your name? I am Belisarius Cawl, your maker."

"what?"

Lin Heng was a little confused. When was he created by someone? Looking at the mechanical structure on the body of the mechanical creature in front of him that opened and closed reciprocatingly, he wondered if he had encountered a Mechanicus version of the Haemolygons?

"Your name is Rebs Hopes Lin Heng. Do you remember anything?"

The mechanical creature slowly stretched out its arm, but Lin Heng got goosebumps all over his body. He quickly stepped back, raised the steel pipe and asked:

"Rebos? Hopes? You...what are you? Where...am I?

I *you*! What the hell is this place! Where is Leman Russ! Where are those Dark Eldar! Who the hell are you! "

"Plop... Ding-ling-dang..."

Lin Heng roared and then collapsed to the ground with his eyes rolled back. Kohl looked at the clone who suddenly fell to the ground in front of him and for a moment he didn't dare to go forward.

"Black Rage.. Why would this happen to the clones?"

According to the plan, now should not be the time for the other party to wake up. He has not even compiled his memory yet. The nutrition capsule is only a device to maintain the operation of the life system, so it is impossible to wake him up.

Kaul raised his head, not knowing whether this was the work of the Emperor of the Golden Throne. If it was, then the other party would have his own ideas. If it wasn't...

"Activate the Black Stone Phalanx! Activate the Martian Apocalypse-level defense facilities. Any abnormal situation must be reported immediately!"

The whole room became bright and colorful as Caul spoke. After issuing various orders, Caul looked at the clone on the ground that had undergone layers of surgical transformation, and reached out to pick it up.

“I didn’t expect that the original blood could still be connected even though they were billions of light years apart. The harmony of souls is probably due to blood.

It must have been Lin Heng's soul that occupied this body just now, but what happened to cause this to happen?

The Dark Eldar... Leman Russ... or the Emperor himself? This is an experiment?! But it doesn't look stable..."

Kaul muttered to himself as he placed the clone into a new nutrient tank, but when he was about to leave, the clone began to behave abnormally again.

The other person opened his eyes, but this time he was not as excited as before. Instead, his eyes revealed a dullness, like a body without a soul.

But in a trance, Caul found that the clone's eyes seemed to tremble a little, like the emergence of perception, the operation of the human brain, and the beginnings of consciousness.

"Uh... heh... cough..."

Meaningless sounds came out of the clone's mouth. Cawl stretched out his mechanical arm, gently touched the tough skin, and then the built-in speaker played music.

The exotic lullaby accompanied by the other party's gentle rocking of the tank lulled the newly born clone into sleep.

Then a rustling sound was heard, and a bunch of thin wires came out from under his robe and connected to the top of the tank.

"The soul echoes... the will sprouts... although it is not going according to my plan, it does reduce the difficulty of the decision."

Kaul said as he raised his hand and looked at the Imperial Calendar.

"0721.152.M42, has it been almost a year since we landed on Noshimo? The storm in the Storm Star Region must be coming soon.

Rebirth...hope...I really don't know how the future will turn out.

Rebos Hopes Lin Heng, this is your name, wake up quickly and fulfill your mission. "

...

'0721.152.M42?!'

Lin Heng wanted to curse but couldn't. After listening to Kaul's words, he realized that more than a year had passed.

Watching himself getting further and further away from that area, and watching the clone staring in the direction he left, he always had a feeling of loss.

In an unknown place, he actually had a clone. He didn't know when it appeared, and he didn't know the other party's purpose.

It’s a pity that the man named Kohl failed to activate the Black Stone Array in advance, otherwise he would not have been dragged out of the real space by that inexplicable force.

The room gradually became dark, and the pitch-black scenery in the crimson-purple warp was so eye-catching. Maybe that was what negative psychics looked like in the warp. There was no way to try to contact them.

'Where...am...I...?'

"Hehehe, you are in this great Supreme Heaven."

Lin Heng would never forget that weird sound in his life. His scalp felt numb and a chill ran down his spine to the back of his head. Goose bumps appeared all over his body and his thoughts stopped immediately. He didn't understand why he met this bastard again!

“After going through so much, I didn’t expect that your impression of me would still remain at the level of our initial acquaintance.

Lin Heng. "

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, and the crimson-purple subspace seemed to be blown by a strong wind and a thunderstorm surged. The whole area immediately became chaotic with the appearance of the sound.

Lin Heng is like a lone boat in the ocean. The rolling thunder will cause huge waves when it touches the sea of ​​spirit. If he is not careful, he will be overturned and buried in the sea.

In the strange sea of ​​clouds where the wind swept away the ruins, strands of silk gathered into balls, and the nine-headed monster bird surrounded by rolling mist once again showed its majesty.

It's quite indescribable, and the bird is just trying to fit the other party's identity.

"My **************! *******! *! *! Mom!"

Lin Heng punched and kicked, but his body just swung in the air without any up or down, as weak as a child. This so-called resistance seemed so ridiculous and pathetic to the evil god in front of him.

"Hehehe, it's a pity that I don't have a mother. I don't have any burdens to worry about. I only have my believers and listeners who will become believers.

I think you should be one of them. Hehehe."

The rolling light blue clouds condensed into tongues, with a bitter smile, a mocking smile, a smirk, or a sneer like the head in the center.

"Why me? What do I have that you want? How important am I to you?" Lin Heng roared.

"Hehehe, you are not important to me, not as important as you are. But killing you directly is too unfair to you. I think you should know everything, so let me analyze you, hehehe.

What you call laughter is just a form of self-protection. You are afraid of losing friends and companions. Even if they are aliens, as long as they are nice to you, you are willing to associate with them.

You are alone, you are lonely, you were a failure before you came. Now there is a chance to succeed, why don't you fight for it.

You want companions. When you become strong, people will follow you. No matter if they are human, alien, or even demon, they will follow the strong.

Strength is the basis of everything. Isn't your path to survival also about becoming stronger and stronger?

Why do you want to become stronger? Isn't it to have the ability to choose? Come with me, let me help you, help you upgrade your magic, and make you a truly strong person.

Don't listen to the orders of the mummy anymore, don't fantasize about the help of the false emperor. You haven't been able to reach Terra, and he can't wait any longer, so he has to take off his disguise and show his fangs. Otherwise, why would Rus kill you.

Because, all He needs is your body!"

Body...body...clone...Lin Heng was confused. He instinctively did not believe the evil god's words, but he had experienced it himself.

"What does the Emperor... want me to do?"

Lin Heng asked himself, and the strange bird curled its lips.

"Let me ask you, Lin Heng, do you think the Emperor is a god?"

"god?"

"Ten thousand years ago, we destroyed his chance. I and the essence of other warps blocked his chance to become an evil god!

What He needs now is an opportunity, a turning point that will allow Him to ascend to godhood. I think you should know about the rebellion of the Primarch.

snort!

It was obvious that the Primarchs chose to abandon darkness and join the light in order to protect the survival of mankind. The so-called Inquisition was to eliminate any rebels, and the State Religion was a tool to control human thoughts.

You are all tools, sacrifices for the Emperor's deification, especially you...

Never mind, we still have time, let me tell you a story, a story about losing tools. "