Warhammer 40k: Far East Storm

Chapter 336 The Son of Destiny

"Hope? Ha ha, I hope, wow, it's time like this. Don't joke, but yes, you are just a human. Naturally, you can't deeply feel that sense of oppression like us spiritual people. But now every spirit person standing on the surface of the planet can clearly see that every spiritual person who is proficient in spiritual energy. You can feel the horror of approaching from the depths of your soul," Vison knelt on the ground, crying helplessly like a child, and said, "We're done. It's completely over. There's nothing we can do. There's nothing we can do."

"We don't have time. Although at this time, the enemy has no reason to deceive us, I still have to review it. This is also the last effort." Noz Aisha sighed, walked to the center of the room, stretched out her hands to the void in front of her, and then her fingers trembled rapidly. Her hands fluttered in the air like invisible strings in the void, but with her behavior, the psionic power of the whole room also trembled and separated. Reorganized, in the blink of an eye, the use of this room was completely transformed by Noz Aisha. In an instant, it became the center of Eden. Through the communication of psionic energy, all the thoughts and all the messages above Eden are converging here, and countless blue circular psionic halos from the ground, from the wall of the room. It emerged from the wall and rotated in the void. The dazzling data flowed through these blue halos, and then flowed through the thoughts of Noz Aisha. Finally, the selected pictures appeared in front of everyone. That was the picture of Behemus in front of everyone. The devil and Everyone knew that there was no lie, but the devil deliberately missed a little and didn't say anything. He waited for the enemy to find out and find the deepest despair.

Among many small pictures, there is only a huge screen that is several times the size of all pictures. The background of the whole screen is dazzling stars and a dark and deep universe. In the center of the picture, Eden stays there quietly, as if it were a blue gem in the dark universe, and what is frightening is, in There is a huge crack beside this gem, like the mouth of a monster, and this horrible crack has been slightly opened. If you look carefully, you can even see that he is gradually growing up, as if the mouth of the monster appearing from the void is about to swallow Eden.

That's the crack in the space itself. That's the greedy mouth of the chaotic space. It has already opened its mouth to swallow Eden into it.

"The specific time is only less than a week different from what I expected, but the result will not change," Noz Elsa closed her eyes in pain and continued in a painful voice: "The army of demons occupies the surface of the planet, so they can unscrupulously draw the evil formation of demons. Doing evil sacrifices, all these are enhancing the power of chaos and evil and accelerating the arrival of this day. Behemoth is not idle. He also made great efforts. Although he does not understand why he did this, it may be out of natural caution. He has also consumed a lot of power on this crack so far. Stop, Behemus is the most cautious demon I have ever seen. Even after blowing up all our warships that can take off, he is still worried. He will have to end all this in the shortest time. He didn't leave us the slightest chance. We have no hope. No, I even want to thank him now. If there is still a week to wait for the end, how difficult such a desperate week should be. Fortunately, everything is coming to an end now, and there won't be many worlds. Soon, it will be over."

It was a scar between the universes, and it was a "big mouth" that was opening to devour the planet. Although such a scene was amazing, it did not make Li waver. He still said, "We still have a way. We are not desperate yet!"

"Don't you understand?" At this time, even Noz Aisha felt a trace of anger. "Now, no matter what we do, it's too late. Even if we have a way, there is no time. Behemos is pressing step by step. This demon has already touched the future, and he is even clearer than I can see. From the beginning, we have fallen. Entering his trap, all of these are devil's tricks!" Speaking of this, Noz Aisha trembled uncontrollably, representing weak tears sliding down from her blind eyes. "We are finished, and the big enemy is waiting for us in the chaotic space. I, I'm scared, I'm really, so scared! I don't want to. I don't want to be caught by the enemy. It's too horrible. It's too horrible. I haven't felt life yet. There are too many things in the universe that I haven't experienced. I don't want to die. I don't want to die like this. Then, this all-knowing prophet, who was able to penetrate and had never been stunned, also cried like a child.

"It's really ugly," Jane. Zell shrugged his shoulders, "But you should understand that unlike you human beings, entering chaos represents a completely different meaning for us spiritual people, which is the real hell."

"I said, you are crying now. It's still a little early." As Li said, he walked to the side of the war Sveson, bent down and picked up the 'sword of the ancestor'. Then Li Zhijian walked to the body of a spirit warrior, gently picked out a soul stone from the corpse, and then smashed the soul stone with the sword. In the blink of an eye, the soul belonging to the spirit warrior was inhaled. In the ancestral sword, the ancestral sword composed of crystals instantly releases a gorgeous golden light as brilliant as the sun. This light is warm and warm, but has no attack power, because this is the brilliance emitted by the soul in the body of the sword, as if the soul is burned, then the sword of the ancestor will be released more fiercely. Strong, more brilliant and glorious with strong attack power.

The battle between Savison and the prophet Noz Elsa raised their heads and looked at Li with tears in their eyes. At this time, they even forgot to scold Li. Unexpectedly, they picked up the sword of the ancestor without permission. What's more unacceptable is that he dared to fight in a spiritual clan without scruples. Zhizhi smashed the soul stone of a spiritual warrior and sucked his soul into it. If it was really normal, the behavior of the former Li was enough to give him a deep warning and lesson, while the latter's behavior was completely unforgivable. Even if the spiritual warrior had become a traitor and was already an enemy, such behavior It is still unforgivable, which is enough for him to become the death place of the spirit people in an instant, and any spirit people will kill him on the spot.

And now, all the anger and rules are meaningless. If the whole Eden is going to be finished, then come out here. No one can escape the most tragic ending except Zell, so the war division and the prophet just looked at Li and waited for what he wanted to say.

"This is the 'Sword of Ancestors', an excellent weapon, and more importantly, this is a fantasy weapon." Li held the hilt of the sword in both hands and stood the sword of his ancestor in front of him. "I mean, this is a fantasy weapon that can change its shape at will according to people's hearts."

At the same time, the brilliance of the ancestral sword suddenly came out through the sword and rushed straight up. After the light left the sword body and rose up three meters, it stopped. Now, the ancestral sword wrapped in glory has become a large sword composed of light, like a fellow torturer. At this time, Li looked at the war Savison and said coldly, "We still have hope."

Sveson was stunned, and then there was ecstasy on his face, but he was immediately replaced by horror. In the end, all these emotions suddenly turned into steel-like cold and hard. At this time, Wison wiped the tears in his eyes and stood up from the ground. When he raised his head, it was like a falcon. The battle division of the strong Aletok, who is generally sharp and proud, and always longs for victory, is back.

"I have understood what you mean. It's amazing. It's simply whimsms. It's just nonsense! However, it is also our only solution now, but for now, we still have two problems to solve. The war Sveson made a change in an instant. He said in an extremely rational and mechanical voice: "First of all, even if it burns the soul, its power is limited. A single soul can only turn this fantasy weapon into a powerful weapon, and the appearance can only be changed in a limited way. If you want to To meet the requirements you expected, then we need a large number of souls; but in this way, there is a second problem. No one here can bear the pressure of so many souls, and even if this problem is solved, there will be a third problem that is not a problem, that is, so many souls, if not There is a reasonable way to integrate it. They will not provide you with orderly and powerful power. They can only be your burden, not your strength. But this last problem is the simplest. I have a way to solve it," Wiesen pondered for a while and said resolutely, "Yes, I already have it. Ways to solve this last problem. Well, first of all, the second question, the son of fate, the son of the earth guided here by the prophet, how much soul pressure can you bear..."

"To be honest, I think maybe that's why you call me the son of fate."