Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

"I'm a little curious. Although Tzeentch is still very powerful, I don't think he's as strong as I imagined," the traveler said. "So, could you tell me why?"

"There are many reasons. In addition to the misty luck, there is also the relationship between the two priesthoods. Tzeentch's priesthood is change, mystery, psionics and trickery. And your core priesthood is travel, but in addition to travel, in your tens of thousands of years of actions, you have actually condensed another priesthood that you may not even realize, that is exploration. The priesthood of a racial deity is awarded to a certain existence after achieving a certain extreme within the race. For example, because you almost paved the way for human travel, you became a traveler. But in addition to travel, you are also the god of exploration. I don't understand what on earth you have done to allow you to surpass all other humans in the path of exploration and decryption, but no matter what, in the end, you obtained this priesthood." said the Phoenix King.

In truth, he too was somewhat puzzled by the Traveler's strength. As the former King of the Eldar Pantheon, the Phoenix King was intimately familiar with the strengths of various priesthoods and powers within a civilization. The priesthood of Travel wasn't particularly powerful, at least within the Eldar system. It was hard to say whether Travel could even be considered a powerful priesthood. After all, Hawke and Kurnos, two of the Eldar deities, shared the portfolio of the eldritch. Hawke was a mysterious wanderer, while Kurnos was the hunter god. While the portfolio was divided, making both weak, the Traveler, relying on the core priesthood of Travel to face the evil god head-on, regardless of whether he could win, simply felt unnatural to the Phoenix King.

As for the explorer role, while this may not be particularly powerful, it's a perfect counterpoint to Tzeentch's authority. The latter represents endless puzzles, while the former focuses on solving them. Therefore, compared to Tzeentch, this role is powerful. The Phoenix King is equally puzzled by the traveler role, but in reality, he is very familiar with the traveler's trajectory before becoming a god. The upper limits of these two core roles are actually quite modest. Even if they were combined, the performance would be limited.

"Perhaps, breaking the fourth wall is the fundamental reason for His power to soar." The Phoenix King learned from the Harlequin God that the Traveler had once entered another universe. But knowing is still a far cry from understanding. After all, no existence in Warhammer transcends the confines of present time and space. Perhaps it was this interdimensional act that greatly strengthened the two priesthoods, allowing the Traveler to reach heights far beyond his original priesthood.

Is the Traveler strong? He's already quite strong. After all, he's only been a deity for 100 years, and he's still a very young god. He can already fight Slaanesh, even outwitting him. He can even battle Tzeentch head-on—that's pretty impressive! With humanity's growing status in the galaxy, the Traveler still has plenty of room for growth.

Such a god was a bit overpowered, even for a burgeoning galactic civilization. In fact, in the 100 years after the Phoenix King's own ascension, he wasn't at this level. Of course, the evil gods back then were also very weak. None of them had reached their full potential. As for the Star Gods? Well, their mutual vendettas and backstabbing had significantly reduced their strength.

"You are also encroaching on other powers of the race. You are very strange. On the one hand, you stick to your original intention and use travel and exploration as your foundation, but at the same time you are also actively exploring in casting and war. Now, a large part of the casting and war powers that were originally unclaimed by the race has been taken away by you. The accumulation of these powers makes you stronger. At the same time, after developing all-round exploration, you are also gradually gaining special attacks against Tzeentch." The Phoenix King finally gave the traveler an acceptable explanation.

Honestly, from a purely combat perspective, no pure-blooded human has a more formidable record than the Traveler. The Emperor is not human, but the Traveler has slain a potential galactic overlord, a deity. While the Randan Overlord is not yet a god, his combat power and stature are no less powerful than those of lesser civilized True Gods. For example, the piercing deities are certainly inferior to the Randan Overlord. And precisely for this reason, while the Traveler hasn't yet gained the authority of the God of War, and even refuses to accept it, he has already garnered a significant portion of that power. Human warfare can enhance the Traveler's combat effectiveness!

As for Khorne being a god of war and blood, how does that factor into the wars of humanity? This is a complicated situation. In any case, when the Eldar were flourishing, Khaine could have benefited from their conquests. At that time, Khorne didn't appear to battle the Eldar gods.

"Since Tzeentch is only this good, let's end the battle here as soon as possible." The traveler thought of the Lord of Radiance again. If possible, He would really be willing to help him.

"Take your time, young god. Although Tzeentch has been weakened, he still poses a formidable threat, more than enough to hold you back. Our previous preparations only afford you a single opportunity. You must seize it," the Phoenix King advised calmly. "We must find a way to prevent Tzeentch from escaping the cage we've set."

"I have an idea." After pondering for a moment, the traveler smiled, and then looked at the dark ponies and Thousand Sons rebels who were wandering on the edge of the battlefield in the physical universe!

When the two sides separated again after a fight, the Traveler glanced at the Lord of Radiance who was fighting with the incarnation of Nurgle somewhere in the Warp, and a trace of anxiety appeared on his face. Naturally, this expression did not escape Tzeentch's sight.

"You hesitate, Traveler. This is clearly dangerous for a god in combat. I sense your hesitation and have witnessed the fall of the Radiant Lord. Therefore, this time, I have won." Tzeentch did not intend to harm the Traveler this time, as his own strength did not allow it. The Traveler was rapidly growing through the battles between gods. For Tzeentch, simply cooperating with Nurgle to slay the Radiant Lord and then escaping unscathed with his own people would be a great victory. Therefore, he simply played it safe and fought the Traveler.

"So, this time, you plan to continue delaying?" The traveler looked at Tzeentch and said.

"If the conditions are right, we can talk." There was a hint of cunning in Jianqi's eyes.

"I'm not stupid enough to make a deal with the evil god." The traveler snorted coldly. He didn't mind reaching some tacit understanding with the evil god at certain times, but forget about making a deal!

"What a shame!" Tzeentch laughed heartily. Then, the Traveler's actions caused his expression to change drastically! At that moment, the Traveler activated his power and escaped from the battlefield! With a flash of blue light, the Traveler vanished from Tzeentch's sight. The next moment, he appeared at the edge of the battlefield. When a powerful incarnation of the gods appeared, the entire battlefield seemed to pause. Primarchs, Legionnaires, and mortals alike were stunned by the arrival of this incredibly powerful being.

"What's going on?" When Lorgar saw the blue ocean in the distance, fear gripped his heart, his head buzzed, and he fell into endless panic. Lorgar didn't know what was going on. Logically, Tzeentch should have restrained the Traveler, but at this moment, the Traveler came, and Tzeentch didn't come! This was a big deal.

"Oh shit!" Nurgle, who had already enveloped the Lord of Radiance and was gradually killing the AI, was in a state of panic. This situation was beyond his expectations. However, Nurgle couldn't bet on who this Traveler would attack next...

"Could this be a Tzeentch conspiracy? Did He deliberately let the Traveler go, allowing Him to appear here? It must be!" Nurgle pondered rapidly. In the past, Nurgle was confident that when the Traveler faced Tzeentch and Nurgle's daemons, the Traveler would be more inclined to deal with the former. But now, Nurgle knew that what he had done had offended the Traveler! This was a problem. Now he was dealing with the Lord of Radiance. If he didn't let go, the Traveler's spear might strike, and Mortarion and his Death Guard would be reduced to ash!

Meanwhile, on the other side, Tzeentch had also become Muggle. He didn't know what the Traveler meant by simply leaving. But when he observed the location where the Traveler had sacrificed himself, Tzeentch's heart began to falter. After all, the Chaos forces closest to the Traveler were the Dark Ponies and the renegade Thousand Sons!

"Shit! Big Brother, let's talk it over!" Tzeentch was stunned. For a moment, he couldn't even understand how the Traveler dared to directly steal his subordinate. Wasn't the Traveler afraid that Tzeentch would follow suit? But soon, his mastery of sorcery made him understand the reason. The Traveler's power was no joke! Perhaps the Traveler could easily inflict a heavy blow on the rebellious Thousand Sons and then return to continue the battle with him. Being able to escape truly gave him the initiative.

Another reason frightened Tzeentch even more. In that instant, he sensed a trace of boundless malice within the Traveler! Through this malice, he saw another possibility in the timeline: the Traveler wouldn't mind him taking advantage of this opportunity to severely damage a Legion, or even kill a Primarch! It was a desperate measure, a cold calculation and exchange, to achieve a certain goal.

For the Traveler and the Emperor, the fall of a Primarch, while regrettable, was an acceptable outcome. After all, in this dark galaxy, survival required every ounce of effort! Both the Emperor and the Traveler were prepared to sacrifice when necessary. The loss of a Primarch wasn't a big deal! But for Tzeentch, if the Dark Pony was gone, everything was gone! As the saying goes, "Blackness is three times stronger!" When the Traveler decided to play dirty, the threat to the Dark God increased dramatically!

So, the current situation is that the Traveler may only have one bullet in his hand, but he can choose whether to shoot at Magnus or at Mortarion...

"Oh, the great Lord of Change." This was the only thought left in the Dark Pony's mind at this moment. As the pony with the strongest psychic talent among the Primarchs, he had already felt the other party's biting murderous intent, which was like a punishment from heaven. Once it came, it would be impossible to resist or defy!

Meanwhile, Mortarion sensed something. After all, he'd been warned about this once before, when the Traveler was walking the world. Now, the same feeling returned. If last time it was merely a sense of pressure, this time it contained murderous intent. This killing intent was so terrifying that it made Mortarion's knees buckle... Well, to put it bluntly, he nearly collapsed to the ground. It was embarrassing, but it was the truth.

Mortarion tried his best to avoid the other party's gaze, but when he looked at Carlos on the side, he found that the latter was even worse. The latter huddled in a corner, covering his head with his wings, and seemed to be muttering something in his mouth, and his hairy legs were trembling.

"Heh. A coward, a wimp." Looking at Carlos's performance, Mortarion seemed to feel a sense of superiority in his heart, although generally speaking, both sides were about the same...

However, this feeling of superiority barely lasted a few seconds before Mortarion's face suddenly changed color, as he felt the murderous intent in his heart become tangible. It was a feeling of impending death. It was clear that the true god across from him was about to attack him! At this moment, both Nurgle and Tzeentch realized that the Traveler's ultimate target was Mortarion, not Magnus! At this moment, Mortarion was sweating profusely, feeling only despair!

"......" Nurgle was speechless at this moment. He immediately released the Lord of Radiance and flew towards Mortarion. Just as he left, the Eldar Death God hidden in the Warp delivered something to the Lord of Radiance. He then quietly retreated.

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"The opportunity has arrived!" At this moment, Tzeentch was the happiest of the evil gods, for he felt he had grasped the Traveler's intentions. The latter had decided to retaliate against Nurgle, which was absolutely great news for him! After the Traveler fired that bullet, the gun in his hand was empty, and this was his chance! He saw a tributary in the long river of future destiny, a tributary that was enough to excite even the evil gods! And so, Tzeentch rushed towards the Traveler.

"Here we go! If you can't crush him with your power, you evil gods are nothing more than that." The Traveler looked at Tzeentch, a strange smile on his face. It was then that Tzeentch realized something was amiss. The Traveler had seemingly made a decision, but the fatal blow hadn't been delivered, remaining unfired. Tzeentch was surprised to discover that his prediction had been flawed. Perhaps due to interference from the other party's divine power, or perhaps the involvement of other higher-ups, Tzeentch had misjudged the situation.

"I've fallen for a trick!" Tzeentch instantly understood. When Nurgle temporarily spared the Lord of Radiance to protect Mortarion, the Traveler had already achieved his goal. He had already forced Nurgle to back down. And once Nurgle realized he'd been tricked, he couldn't immediately retaliate against the Traveler. The Traveler's mobility wasn't even as good as Tzeentch's, let alone the Traveler's. Therefore, there was no need for the Traveler to continue attacking Mortarion...

However, it was too late to regret. Tzeentch, attacking with all his might, and the Traveler clashed once more. The Traveler's Twilight Spear blocked Tzeentch's staff. Powerful divine powers collided and intertwined, the blue power of transformation blending with the Traveler's power of exploration and travel. At this moment, the Phoenix King and Vaal, having already prepared their ultimates, finally struck. As the veil of space opened, the Vaal Moon and a Randan War Moon appeared in the physical universe. The Vaal Moon shone with silver light, while the Randan War Moon was enveloped by the Phoenix King's golden divine power. With Tzeentch unable to transform further, unable to escape, a torrent of mixed gold and silver energy cleaved through the inky blackness of the universe.

The avatars of the gods have no fixed size, or rather, their incarnations are more like concepts, a powerful force with its own rules, making them immune to most mortal harm. And as the Phoenix King, who had fought for tens of millions of years, when he attacked Tzeentch, he also locked onto his concept to aim and fire. So when he and the traveler were entangled in a fight, unable to escape, when greed overwhelmed his reason and he chose to attack with all his might, that was when the Phoenix King took action!

The impact of this attack was truly remarkable. Tzeentch, already suffering heavy losses in previous engagements, was struck by this cannon, and his avatar became ethereal. Under intense pain and a sense of alarm, Tzeentch finally regained his resolve, decisively relinquishing a portion of his power and escaping. However, even then, the Traveler seized the opportunity, exerting all his might. The Twilight Spear in his hand inflicted a fresh wound on Tzeentch, severing one of his wings with the divinely-charged spearhead.

To be honest, this attack was far inferior to the one that the traveler used to severely injure Lord Ran Dan. After all, it was used by the incarnation, but even so, it was enough to secure the victory in this battle.

"Tzeentch, your end in the Heresy is nigh," the Traveler said with a smile. At this point, the avatar of Tzeentch could no longer maintain its original form. Only half of its wings remained, its legs were reduced to a mass of volatile energy, and the staff in its hand began to shatter. While the avatar of Tzeentch hadn't been shattered like Slaanesh, it was barely surviving. This state guaranteed Tzeentch's inability to play a significant role in the future battlefields. As Slaanesh knew, if the avatar of Tzeentch was destroyed in the next battle, the Dark Pony's demise was also possible. While fate would ultimately prevent a portion of Magnus from escaping Tzeentch's control, it didn't prevent the darkened pony from being slain by the gods.

"Times are against me, I accept defeat." At this moment, Tzeentch was remarkably calm. He had realized that his fate was gradually drawing to a close. His hopes for further advancement had vanished. When given a choice, people are filled with ambition. But now, when the only path before him was caution, people tend to calm down, because there was no better option. And so did Tzeentch. He knew his chances were over. Just getting the Dark Ponies and part of the Thousand Sons under his control was the limit.

"However, this time, you have reached your limit. You have squandered too much power." Tzeentch looked at the Traveler and then at the Lord of Radiance in the distance. "He will not survive this disaster. Nurgle will complete the final harvest."

"That's another matter." The Traveler glanced at the Lord of Radiance's body, which had been battered and dented by Nurgle in the previous battle. The aura of death already lingered on this super AI, emitting an aura of ruin and decay. The Lord of Radiance's essence began to become chaotic.

"Take care." The Traveler buffed the Lord of Radiance, and then his avatar, like Tzeentch's, became blurred. Having expended so much divine power, both he and Tzeentch were banished from the real universe back into the Warp. Thus, after this turmoil, Nurgle became the most powerful being on this battlefield, aside from the Emperor, who had been circling the periphery.

"Fortunately, this time, the Traveler's hatred for Tzeentch made Him finally choose to attack Tzeentch instead of me." Looking at the disappearing Traveler, Nurgle breathed a sigh of relief.

"My Lord, we can fully utilize this opportunity and use your great power to penetrate the enemy's defenses. We can even capture more Primarchs." At this moment, Nurgle heard Ku'gath's prayer.

"No, they do not belong to me. I only want to reap the prey that belongs to me." Nurgle rejected Ku'gath's suggestion without hesitation. Nurgle had already sensed the wrath of the Gods of Order and did not want to take any risks.

Nurgle's thinking was even more conservative than Ku'gath's. He had already decided that after slaying the Lord of Radiance, he wouldn't attack again. He was content to capture Mortarion and the Death Guard. As for the rest, the gods could do as they pleased. He didn't care.

Chapter 390: Do something big, then reincarnate! (5K)

Nurgle paid no attention to his subordinates and future employees. After a brief pause, he charged the Radiant Lord once again. A khaki-colored divine power blanketed the already severely corroded surface of the planet. The powerful force corroded everything it touched, completely destroying any machinery or other objects before regenerating them in a twisted mass of debris and debris. Beyond the physical realm, Nurgle also attacked the Radiant Lord's spiritual dimension.

Inside the vast mechanical planet, Nurgle's avatar strolled leisurely. Wherever he passed, Nurgle's domain was born with movement, twisted plants, rotting earth, and shadowy swarms of flies and Nurglings. Nurgle used his divine power to gradually assimilate all of this into part of his domain.

"Your end will come," Nurgle said. "The Traveler has faded, and the Emperor seems unfazed. You, a masterpiece of humanity's Golden Age, must perish today. But if you desire a new identity, there is still a chance." Nurgle once again extended an olive branch to the Lord of Radiance.

Nurgle is cruel, and weapons like the Blade of the Nemesis are the simplest expressions of his cruelty towards those he seeks to destroy. However, towards those he values ​​and those willing to serve him, Nurgle is tolerant and merciful. Judging solely by how well he treats his subordinates, Nurgle is the best to them, though the term "good" sometimes needs to be put in quotation marks. And Nurgle values ​​the Lord of Radiance very highly.

"Haha, you are nothing but the birth pangs of civilization and the great enemy of all civilizations in the world. The meaning of your existence is to destroy the balance between the physical universe and the subspace and to destroy the future of the galaxy. I will not be an accomplice to the evil." The Lord of Glory decisively rejected the other party's surrender.

"That's such a pity. A creation from the peak period of a galactic overlord civilization just disappeared like that." A trace of regret appeared on Nurgle's face.

"That's better than a twisted rebirth. After all, you and I both know that after joining the evil god, I'm no longer myself, just a puppet controlled by you." The Lord of Radiance sneered. "I refuse such humiliating surrender, and I refuse to have my body and will twisted beyond recognition."

"Then the time you exist may only be counted in minutes. My domain is extending, and you can do nothing about it." Nurgle was very relaxed at this time. After all, now, He is the strongest!

"I am willing to face my fate! Nurgle, not all beings will submit to your authority and tyranny! You think you can dominate the life and death of all things, and that you can transcend life and death, but this is impossible. Nothing can be eternal. This is true for mortals, and it is true for you too!" said the Lord of Radiance.

"Haha, nothing more than the helpless venting of a dying being abandoned by fate," Nurgle snorted, unconcerned with the Lord of Radiance's words. However, a moment later, Nurgle suddenly sensed something was amiss. While he was assimilating the Lord of Radiance's body with Nurgle's domain, the latter suddenly began to break apart, its contaminated remains shattering. To Nurgle's surprise, he sensed divine power!

"Is it a traveler?!" A blue light enveloped the core of the Lord of Radiance, and the blue divine fire collided violently with the domain of Nurgle. The constant consumption of the divine power of both sides caused cracks to appear in Nurgle's originally complete encirclement, and in this fleeting moment, the core of the Lord of Radiance escaped from the domain of Nurgle, and then flashed and turned into the dimensional space.

"Haha, it's useless. I've locked onto your lifeline. I can find you soon." Nurgle chuckled, then took a step forward, chasing the Radiant Lord. Nurgle was indeed far inferior to the Traveler in terms of running, but the divine power the Traveler gave the Radiant Lord was also limited. The latter could not run forever. However, what Nurgle could not imagine was that the Radiant Lord did not want to run, but chose to endure! A few minutes later, the Radiant Lord's core appeared in the physical universe. At this time, its core was only a sphere of silver light, only a few hundred kilometers across, several times smaller than before. However, his appearance still caused considerable panic on the battlefield, and the Primarchs immediately sensed the huge threat!

"Nothing can kill me without paying a price!" A voice filled with anger rang in the ears of almost everyone. This was not transmitted through psychic power or technology, but a power of a higher dimension. The Lord of Radiance, who was already exhausted, did not mind taking a few scapegoats before he was finished, such as Mortarion and his Death Guard Legion, and hordes of Nurgle demons!

A fierce killing intent instantly enveloped the Death Guard fleet. Mortarion, who had just returned to the Endurance, felt a surge of bloodlust. Carlos, beside him, was nearly devastated! After all, the Lord of Radiance, now blessed by the Traveler's divine power, could completely destroy the demons!

"Damn it! How did I end up here with you?! Tzeentch, you're tricking me!" Carlos screamed in desperation. One of his heads prayed to Tzeentch while attempting to open a portal. However, facing the most advanced technology of humanity's golden age, even a demon had to abide by the basic laws when trying to open a portal... Gathering nearly all of his psychic energy, Carlos could only create a spark on his palm...

Before Nurgle arrived, the Radiant Lord had already taken action. Speaking of entropic weapons, even the most advanced humans had them. It was just the passage of time and the increase of entropy, what was so difficult about that? Infusing the Traveler's divine power, and pouring nearly all of the Radiant Lord's energy into the weapon, a terrifying space-time vortex formed within the rebel fleet. Countless warships, shuttles, and troop transports were pulled by the immense force, hurtling towards the black hole at the vortex's center.

Before being sucked in, the outer steel plating of some warships rapidly showed signs of aging, as if tens of thousands of years had passed in an instant. The solid adamantine armor, as fragile as tree bark, peeled away layer by layer, turning to dust. Then came the equipment within, the keels of the warships. In a matter of seconds to minutes, warship after warship was dismantled and destroyed. Mortarion's Endurance was not spared either! By this time, the Lord of Death could already sense the approach of death!

"Father...Father..." At this moment Mortarion once again felt the threat of death, even though he had been fighting for nearly 200 years, and even though he had encountered terrifying aliens during the Great Crusade. But this feeling like a knife cutting across his neck was something he had never experienced before. If there was only one time, it was when Mortarion opposed his alien father on Barbarus. Last time, the Emperor saved him, but this time, who could save him? At this moment, he suddenly felt that the Emperor had not taken away his glory, and that the Emperor still loved him? Subconsciously, Mortarion thought of the Emperor. However, the Emperor did not respond to him.

The Endurance had been drawn in by the immense gravity. The Glory Queen-class battleship, over 20 kilometers long, was no more formidable than a sampan under this strange and powerful force. It slowly moved toward the center, its surface peeling and shattering. Void shields and armor, previously impervious to the aliens' firepower, proved utterly fragile before the immense force. Even more terrifying to Mortarion was the fact that nearly everyone on board seemed to be in a state of stasis. Time seemed to have stopped. Except for him and a handful of powerful demons, who could still think and move, everything else seemed to have stopped!

In front of Nurgle, the Lord of Radiance may indeed be just a trophy worth collecting, but when the Lord of Radiance is at full power, the unawakened Primarchs and the so-called Legions are actually not a big problem!

"Great Lord of Change, Supreme Eagle..." Carlos, standing by, frantically begged Tzeentch for help. He knew very well the consequences of being sucked in. A desperate blow from an AI that had already embarked on the path of transcendence, coupled with the buff of a god, would mean there would be no hope once he got in!

"Motarion, what are you doing? Asking for salvation from my Lord. Do you still expect other beings to save you at this time?" Suddenly, one of Carlos' bird heads looked at Mortarion.

"Tzeentch? Great Tzeentch?" A thought flashed through Mortarion's mind. "Great Tzeentch, please..." Mortarion began to pray, but at that moment, two thunderous cracks suddenly rang out from the Warp. One was the laughter of a powerful being, a laugh so arrogant and excited. The other was the angry roar of someone else.

At this moment, Tzeentch's true form within the Crystal Labyrinth erupted in laughter. Perhaps Mortarion himself didn't realize that as he prayed to Tzeentch, his lifeline was already subtly falling towards him. Initially, Tzeentch merely intended to cause trouble for Nurgle, but unexpectedly, fate and various factors altered Mortarion's destiny. He joyfully extended his ninety-nine hands to catch that lifeline.

This behavior naturally infuriated Nurgle. His cherished Primarch and Legion had been manipulated by another evil god! This was absolutely intolerable. Nurgle hadn't imagined that he could orchestrate such a tragedies when he was merely harvesting a dying ancient AI. This was completely beyond his expectations, costing him an unimaginable price. After all, with Tzeentch's intervention, getting them back would be a real challenge. When it came to intrigue and seduction, Nurgle was far inferior to Tzeentch!

However, as one of the two evil gods became overwhelmed with pride and the other was filled with rage, they both overlooked one thing: when Mortarion was in dire straits, his first thought was not Tzeentch, let alone Nurgle, but his own father, the Emperor! In some mysterious way, part of Mortarion's fate fell into the hands of the Emperor.

"This is such a pleasant surprise." The emperor said happily.

"Hmph. You're too indulgent towards them," the Traveler snorted. Mortarion was undoubtedly a traitor, and he had refused to change despite repeated admonitions. The Emperor had done him no wrong, but he betrayed the Imperium for his own reasons. For the Traveler, such a fellow should simply be killed.

"Has the Lord of Radiance made all the arrangements? I can help." said the Emperor.

"It has been arranged. His core will be preserved," the Traveler said. "If he is discovered, you will be needed to hold off Nurgle." The Emperor's condition was not good, but He had participated in all three wars. It was acceptable that He was still willing to help.

"Keep your eyes on Nurgle for the time being," said the Traveler.

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"I will utterly destroy you. Place your remains in my cauldron and consume them completely. I will completely corrupt what remains of your essence, leaving you to become part of Nurgle's garden..." Nurgle's avatar finally arrived at the battlefield. He held back no longer. After sparing his own men, he swung his scythe across the void and struck down upon the Radiant Lord's form. At the moment of contact, the Radiant Lord's core exploded, initiating its own self-destruction. This destruction was not merely of his core, but also of his very essence. This essence, powerful enough to interfere with the very laws of the physical universe, shattered, triggering the universe's rejection of the Warp's power.

At this moment, the Lord of Radiance, as an ancient AI, was completely destroyed. The huge information and energy disturbance not only destroyed his core, but also caused a catastrophe among the rebels. Countless warships turned into nothingness, without even a little fragment left. The biggest prey among them was naturally the Death Guard's flagship, the Endurance. Nurgle's arrival failed to save this Glorious Queen-class battleship, but at the last moment, he saved Mortarion, and Carlos returned to Tzeentch's hands.

"I underestimated you." Nurgle said with a gloomy face as he looked at the Lord of Radiance who had turned into nothingness. The Lord of Radiance's self-destruction did not hurt Nurgle, but the method he used was rather special. He used all his power to strengthen the rules of the real universe, and this kind of rule was exclusive to Nurgle. Moreover, in the previous battle, Nurgle's incarnation existed in the physical universe for too long, so this time, Nurgle's incarnation was sent back to the subspace!

Countless fragments of knowledge and power drifted in the physical universe and the Warp. With most of the gods gone, the Emperor quietly collected them. But Khorne disdained this.

With the Radiant Lord's demise, he did achieve one thing: leaving nothing behind for Nurgle! As his core crumbled, his previous body and all its incarnations began to crumble. Even the demise of such a powerful being takes time. Yet, as the great catastrophe unfolded, the Radiant Lord's final remnant—an essence within his essence, a token, an echo—was retrieved by the Eldar Death God hidden nearby. He then sent the Radiant Lord's final essence into the Infinite Circuit. There, the Radiant Lord would be reincarnated. The Emperor and the Traveler forged a new body for him, one worthy of his former power and contributions, so that he could begin anew.

When the Lord of Radiance collapsed, he did not forget his friends. He left his last and most core knowledge and power to Perturabo.

"It's really a trick." Seeing the demise of the core of the Lord of Radiance, the traveler actually breathed a sigh of relief, because this meant that his plan had actually succeeded.

Under normal circumstances, escaping from Nurgle was practically impossible for the Radiant Lord, even with divine help, as Nurgle's avatar remained, while the Traveler had already departed. It wasn't easy for Aeneid to plunder the Radiant Lord's essence either, as he was inferior to Nurgle, possessing some restraining attributes that limited his ability to protect himself.

Therefore, if Nurgle wants to win this time, he has to make a mistake himself. The Traveler got rid of Tzeentch and suddenly appeared in the physical universe, in fact, it was to test Nurgle's mentality, and the latter's conservative mentality made the Traveler and the Lord of Radiance make plans.

Honestly, the evil gods are indeed powerful, but without an absolute advantage in power, their calculations and mindsets can be easily understood. Nurgle wants to capture the Radiant Lord, but he's unwilling to take the risk. Therefore, if the Radiant Lord attacks the Death Guard and Nurgle's daemons, Nurgle's mentality will undoubtedly be affected, and he will undoubtedly prioritize protecting his subordinates. After all, in Nurgle's view, the Radiant Lord cannot escape his grasp.

However, when the Lord of Radiance chose to give it a try and attack the Death Guard, the opportunity came. Nurgle's delay caused the Death Guard Legion to be on the verge of annihilation. After arriving at the scene, Nurgle's first choice was to save people and then take action. At this time, the Lord of Radiance chose to self-destruct. The enormous power and the power of the Traveler's Blessing instantly made all causes and effects fall into chaos.

Even more surprising was that, due to a combination of circumstances, Tzeentch's entrance caused Nurgle to lose all thought for the Radiant Lord, who had already chosen to self-destruct. He wanted to save people while stopping Tzeentch. This gave Inijad an opportunity. After all, no matter how powerful Nurgle's incarnation was, he couldn't play tricks with Tzeentch, rescue people, and stop the Eldar Death God's actions at the same time.

Thus, the ultimate plan succeeded. After abandoning his AI identity and discarding a vast amount of knowledge, the Lord of Radiance was no longer the immensely powerful ancient creation he once was. His remains and essence were taken by the Eldar Death God, and he entered the cycle of reincarnation. Subsequently, his will and the fragments of his former knowledge would merge again, generally giving him a higher starting point from birth. Then, after a period ranging from a few months to several years, he would return to the real universe as a human.

When he grows to a certain level, he will remember his past, regain his power and knowledge, and embark on a new path of transcendence. This can be considered as the way out for this AI. However, Nurgle lost this opportunity for various reasons.

Chapter 391 Perturabo's Ascension

The destruction of a single Ascendant was breathtaking. When the Radiant Lord's core self-destructed, the entire rebel right wing was practically destroyed. This was only possible thanks to Nurgle's intervention; otherwise, Typhon's fleet would have been completely destroyed. After this wave of attacks, the Iron Hands were surprised to discover they had won... It was a somewhat puzzling and inexplicable victory, but regardless, the battle on the right wing was essentially over.

At this moment, both parties engaged in the fierce battle within the Void Whale also felt the aftermath of this devastating blow. After the core of the original body was destroyed, the clones accompanying Perturabo suddenly froze, their forms blurring into nothingness. The Lord of Radiance's destruction was so complete that his clones would also vanish into nothingness.

"You..." Perturabo looked at his brother who was standing back to back with him, resisting the siege of Lorgar and a group of great demons.

"The time has come." The Lord of Radiance twisted his neck with difficulty. "Do not grieve, my friend. This is my destiny, my choice. At least this time, I witnessed the revival of a great civilization. I finally launched a successful attack on the evil gods. I injured them and thwarted their plans. They are gods, after all. You should be happy for me. This is something a mortal cannot achieve." The Lord of Radiance tried to reach out to Perturabo, but his hand slipped through. Clearly, this clone's time was running out.

Ultimately, the Lord of Radiance had no time to speak any more. He waved his hand, and his entire body vanished into nothingness, becoming a resounding echo across the universe. And with that moment, the knowledge, information, and power he had left behind for Perturabo finally became accessible with the demise of the Lord of Radiance's AI.

"Accept my gift and keep going. Perhaps we will meet again in the future." The voice of the Lord of Glory gradually dissipated in the void.

"No!" Accompanied by Perturabo's roar, a deadly murderous intent instantly enveloped the entire battlefield. When Perturabo turned again, his eyes were filled with eternal darkness and silence. A massive shadow rose from behind him, and his power armor and the hammer in his hand also changed. Supernatural lightning danced across Perturabo's body.

"The vault has been opened. Authorization granted. Receiving begins." Accompanied by the AI ​​within the power armor's internal chimes, the system automatically connected Perturabo to the information transmission. At that moment, a vast galaxy of knowledge poured into Perturabo's brain. Even with the numerous processing units already installed in his body, the sheer volume of information still made him feel dizzy. He struggled like a drowning man in the ocean. Time seemed to stretch as the endless knowledge poured into his brain. Even the Primarch's astonishing physical structure was unable to bear it.

Several times, Perturabo wanted to give up, to withdraw if he wanted to, but the Lord of Steel refused. He could not bear to see the knowledge his friend had left him, the knowledge he had left for humanity, the legacy of humanity's Golden Age, lost in his own hands. He absolutely could not tolerate this! He stood silently, fighting a relentless battle against the information that flooded into his mind. It was a frantic, illogical torrent of information, and Perturabo's only job was to tame it! Yet, as Lorgar and the Archdaemon of Nurgle watched this scene, they were filled with shock and horror.

Perturabo stood there, seemingly within reach, yet so far away at the same time that no matter how he attacked, all the ammunition, beams, and psychic energy seemed to have vanished like illusions.

"What's going on?" Lorgar was stunned. He looked at Kugath next to him.

"It's an information torrent. This guy might not even be a demigod, but his status is already very high. His information distorts the surrounding space and time. At this moment, Perturabo seems to be in an independent dimension or plane. All our attacks will be in vain." Kugath said as he retreated. "And Perturabo wants to tame this powerful force."

"So, even the great Nurgle is helpless?" Lorgar asked.

"The loving father has gone back. Damn it, I feel the Primarch's essence awakening, and this awakened essence is merging with the gift of the Lord of Radiance. Perturabo is being upgraded!" Kugath said in horror.

"It's time for us to leave, Lorgar!" Ku'gath said to Lorgar suddenly.

"Leave? We are so close to victory..." Lorgar showed an expression of disbelief on his face. In his opinion, the Lord of Radiance was finished. Perturabo could not destroy the Void Whale under the siege of himself and the demons. And as long as the ship of Nurgle still existed, there would be no problem in breaking through the center line.

"Don't be silly! Lorgar, Perturabo is being upgraded! Do you know what upgrading means? The moment he completes it, he will be a completely different existence from us! Maybe he is still nothing in front of the gods, but his status has surpassed you and me! Do you understand what I mean?" Kugath said anxiously. If he could not abandon Lorgar, Kugath would have run away long ago!

"Mortarion and his Death Guard have been severely damaged. Ferrus will attack us soon. The World Eaters on the left wing have also been defeated. The Blood Angels will soon come to support them." At this time, Slaanesh's chief archdaemon, Serasi, also spoke. Obviously, as the evil god's top subordinate, Serasi's knowledge is also extraordinary.

"Have we lost this battle just like that?" Luo Jia said unwillingly.