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The Dark Gods are incredibly greedy beings; they consistently crave greater power and more faith.

However, what is unexpected is that they are also extremely generous, because the blessings they bestow have a magical power that grants mortals extraordinary abilities.

Of course, there is a crucial prerequisite: you must have the capacity to receive this blessing.

Just after Nurgle angrily took Typhon away, the Plague Fleet seized the opportunity and quickly fled the battlefield while the Father's blessing was still present.

At this moment, all that remained on the battlefield were the Imperial fleet, the Mithra's Contempt which had successfully opened a warp rift, and the Tsukasa-class battleship that vanished at an astonishing speed.

Kirsaj used all his strength to harness his unimaginably powerful psionic energy, focusing intently on stabilizing the crumbling warp rift in the Mithra's Contempt.

Just as the Imperial Navy was preparing to launch a fierce bombardment, the Mithra's Contempt, with its hull and shields restored to perfect condition, charged into the warp at full speed.

"Tycoon didn't take back his blessing?" Kirsaj frowned slightly, pondering to himself.

At this moment, psionic energy surged and churned in her hands, as if it had come to life.

She clearly felt that her control over psychic energy had become much stronger, and not only that, the total amount of psychic energy had also undergone a tremendous change.

The Great Unclean One, who appeared on the Mithra's Defiance in a fit of rage, was urgently pulled back by Nurgle, thwarting Kirsajarn's plan to cleanse the Great Unclean One into a Great Clean One.

However, there is a loophole in Kilsager's entry: if the person boarding the ship is not malicious, the Mithra's erosion ability will be ineffective.

As for how Kirsage knew, just look at the two-headed, ever-changing demon lord in front of her.

“The Weaver of Fate, Carlos,” Killzaj revealed the identity of the ever-changing Demon Lord before him.

"Yes, yes! You have no past! You are the biggest change." "Foolish! There is no Weaver of Fate in your future!"

The Weaver of Fate, Carlos, has two heads, one looking to the past and the other to the future; one speaks the truth and the other lies. It can perceive the flow of time and the trajectory of fate, predict the future and recall the past, and its words make it difficult to discern its true intentions.

As Tzeentch's chief archduke, Carlos possesses unparalleled power and cunning.

He manipulates the threads of fate, weaving countless lives into his conspiracy.

"What brings you here?" Kirsage frowned; she didn't like talking to these riddle-makers.

"The Lord of Change is very interested in you! He wants you to prove himself!" "The Lord of Change sees through everything about you! Your guesses are meaningless!"

Carlos's two hairs emitted bursts of demonic sounds, the overlapping sounds irritating Killzazz to no end.

"The Lord of Change has received your knowledge! A rudimentary and simplistic understanding!" "The Lord of Change will bestow knowledge! You must prove yourself!"

Kilsager was a little confused. She really didn't know if Tzeentch could see through her, but she felt that her knowledge was not rudimentary.

"So where do I need to prove myself?" Kirsage decided to continue the conversation.

"Kadia is your final destination!" "I will be waiting for you in Lorisa!"

Having said that, Carlos's two heads stared at Killer Saber, and he spoke in a completely different voice than before: "Let me witness the change! Something that yearns to become a god!"

In Kirsa's eyes, a blue mist enveloped her and Carlos.

The Carlos before her eyes kept changing, sometimes appearing as El, sometimes as Reno, sometimes as Tina...

It is unknown how much time has passed, but Carlos has disappeared, and the Mitra's Contempt has ended its warp jump.

A planet under the control of the human empire appeared outside the porthole, and the Mitra's Contempt reached its high-altitude orbit directly.

"You're really impatient, Tzeentch." Seeing this, Killer Zarji had no idea who was controlling the ever-changing Carlos from before.

If she wasn't mistaken, the planet outside was Lorisa, the very place Tzeentch had set for her as the testing ground.

The local Imperial Navy set sail immediately upon spotting the Mithra's Disdain, but it was clear they were too late.

For these valiant warriors, Kirsaëns could only hope that their souls would return to the Golden Throne, rather than become toys for some strange contraptions after death.

With a deafening roar, the massive broadside cannons of the Mitra's Contempt roared in unison, unleashing a hail of enormous shells that tore apart the Imperial warships that were defending this planet destined to be desecrated.

Imperial warships were ruthlessly destroyed during their valiant charge, turning into dust in the universe.

The light spears and macro cannons intertwined to form a dense barrage of fire, rendering the Imperial Navy's charge futile.

Looking at the lights rising and falling in space, Kearsarge sighed helplessly.

During their previous conversation, she roughly knew that Tzeentch's examiner was Carlos, and she didn't think that her duel with Carlos wouldn't affect the planet.

Moreover, the several pairs of bright, chaotic eight-pointed stars on the Mithra's Defiance were so conspicuous that the Imperial Navy could not possibly ignore their presence.

This is no ordinary heresy; we must strike hard!

The staff inside the space station fought desperately, relentlessly attacking the Mithra's Contempt with light spears, but all of this seemed so futile. What ability could a space station with its entire fleet wiped out have to fight against a Titan warship?

After easily taking down the space station, the Mithra's Contempt, like a colossal steel behemoth, quietly rested in its high orbit above Lorisa, overlooking the planet below.

The railguns on the ground did not stop resisting; they continued to fire at the Mithra's Contempt, each shot creating ripples on the Mithra's shields.

"Ninety-nine psionic concentration zones. As expected of Carlos, he deployed so many rituals so quickly." Kirsage pondered as he looked at the scan results.

Carlos's deceptive tactics were indeed a bit troublesome for Kirsage, as she couldn't possibly confirm the ritual locations one by one.

However, for Killer Killer, the difficulty is only one thing, since she holds the power to control the universe.

Genesis appeared on the side of Mithra's Contempt, with streaks of blue light coalescing into turrets on its hull.

The orbital bombardment of the two super battleships began, and ninety-nine ceremonial sites were bombarded from space.

Kirsagh destroyed some railguns as well, since they couldn't keep firing indefinitely.

“A nest city, ah.”

On the scanner, all ninety-eight ritual sites had dimmed, except for one ritual in a hive city that still emitted psionic fluctuations.

A point of light fell from the Mithra's Contempt, and at the same time the Genesis abruptly disappeared into the starry sky.

Kirsagi landed in the drop pod toward the final ceremony site, her gaze fixed on the ground, while Carlos also saw the drop pod approaching him.