Invading the Multiverse, the Creator of the Only Real World

Chapter 264: Talk about it later

everything is over.

The Imperium of Man has completed its ascension across the world, and the bulk of the Warp has fallen into its hands to do with as it pleases.

As they ascended to a higher plane of existence and became gods, an incredibly powerful force of warp energy was unleashed, sweeping across the galaxy, destroying everything in its path.

For the residents of this galaxy, this almost means the end of all things in the galaxy.

Many species were completely destroyed, especially the psychic scream that was like a storm hitting a ship. The violent energy crossed the entire galaxy and penetrated the minds of intelligent creatures everywhere in the world. Countless minds were destroyed and countless souls were shattered.

Even the tentacles of the Tyranids were destroyed at this moment and were forced to withdraw from the galaxy, because the Tyranids were also beings with psychic powers.

After this psychic scream ended, the dynasty of the Necrons spread throughout the universe, and the green psychic space formed by the greenskins also spread endlessly.

Regardless of who lives and who dies, the age of darkness and decay has passed, and the victor will go to the outer galaxies to fight against those more terrifying creatures!
A powerful body appeared in the void. The weakened Milky Way galaxy due to the loss of the subspace was now an incomplete world. This incomplete world must be replenished, and the only one who could replenish this incomplete world was the green savior.

An unprecedented green giant, all the greenskins mixed into a green tide, sweeping across the entire galaxy, filling the position after the subspace energy was drained by the blue star.

Life gives birth to soul, soul calls for subspace, and a new world is born!
Countless energies are volatilizing wantonly, dimensions and time are changing, baptizing everything, and the blood left behind creates one life planet after another. At this moment, the green-skinned giant is the god of life, and every drop of his blood contains terrifying life energy.

When a drop of blood fell on the planet, life began to evolve. All creatures in the frosty sky competed for freedom, constantly evolving and changing.

Praise Gaomao, praise the great greenskin god!

The psychic tides splashed energy wantonly. Green stars and planets could be seen being born in the subspace. All things came into being and perished with a wave of the hand.

After reaching their peak, the flesh of the Orks and Greenskins eventually decomposed into countless lives and civilizations. These species were shaped according to the will set by the Ancient Saints, and then began to dissolve with them.

Scatter, gather. Gather, scatter.
This is the future that the Ancients set for the Greenskins, and this is the final fate of the Orks and Greenskins. The Eldar also have the same fate, but the Eldar did not complete their mission, and fell into depravity in pleasure, creating the evil god Slaanesh.

At the end of this story where the greenskins complete their mission, the warp presents everything in the universe from ancient times to the present.

At this moment, the will of the greenskins is assimilated with the will of all things and is competing with each other.

War is a means, not an end.

What's the point of blowing up this damn cesspool? There's no point at all!

True greatness lies in creation. When light flows in the world, the body of the disaster universe bursts out with terrifying energy. Infinite energy bursts out like blood, and countless lives are born in that torrent of energy.

The time of birth has come, so that all things can be corrected!
The illusory future was fixed, the green kingdom was established, and everything was born on the body of the giant beast. This is a world full of pure vitality, and everything seems to be full of vitality. The sun shines through the dense leaves, casting mottled light and shadows, the breeze blows gently, bringing the fragrance of flowers and plants, and birds fly in the sky, singing happily, as if celebrating the existence of this vitality.

On the ground, colorful flowers bloomed one after another, the grass was covered with tender green lawns, and small animals could be seen playing occasionally. The streams flowed by, clear to the bottom, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds. Such an environment not only made people feel the beauty of nature, but also awakened the tranquility and joy deep in their hearts.

In this world, the power of life is everywhere. It is a place where people's souls can be cleansed and sublimated, full of hope and dreams.

This is a pure, good, restarted subspace.

And in the Milky Way, as the Necrons reoccupy the entire galaxy, the curse of flesh begins to appear on them, and flesh begins to appear on their originally metal bodies.

In the Dynasty Laboratory belonging to the Silent King, the laboratory's chief scientist Irene introduced the current changes to the Silent King.

The Curse of Flesh and Blood did not happen overnight, but took a long time until the first Necron began to have flesh and blood of carbon-based creatures. The Necron, who re-evolved into a flesh and blood species, looked more like the original humans.

Yes, after thousands of years, humans have become a part of history that is not worth remembering in the entire Warhammer world.

But now, with the curse of flesh, the Necrons are evolving into a new species of humanity, a new kind of intelligent creature.

Some extreme Necrons are angry and fearful of the existence of the Newborns, believing them to be a threat to the Necrons, and even begin planning attacks against the Newborns.

Irene realized that protecting the safety of the newborns became increasingly important, so he reported everything to the Silent King.

"The lower the level of the tribesmen, the faster they will produce flesh and blood. On the contrary, it is difficult for the lords and kings to produce flesh and blood." Irene told the Silent King the whole news.

With the birth of flesh and blood, the Silent King also lost control over his own people.

But now the Silent King has given up his desire for power and only wants the continuation of the species.

Because the Necrons are not the mechanical ascension of the Necrontyr, but rather electronic replicas of the Necrontyr's original body after his soul was eaten by the C'tan.

"I will order them to stop attacking the newborns. Anyone who disobeys my order will be killed!"

The Silent King watched as the newborn Hashirama took back his flesh and blood. Although their souls were weak, they had indeed been born. This was a curse from the ancient gods. However, it was also because of this curse that the newborns of the Necromancer always had some strange dreams when they woke up at midnight. The endless darkness and twisted tentacles
And in the subspace, a huge phantom appeared, like a Titan, like a mountain rising from the deep sea, with its peak reaching the sky. It was not only covered with ice and snow, but also surrounded by thick smoke and fire; the light in his eyes was like a raging flame, which could burn everything with high temperature, and penetrate everything with extreme cold.

The exiles entered this world through the cracks in that world, and a dispute over power and desire is about to unfold in the new world.

(End of this chapter)