Chapter 592: We Charge Down!

The Dark King is more special than the other four Chaos Gods, and very, very much so.

If limited to the Warhammer dream world without understanding the structure of the entire dream world, one would only think that the Dark King is the fifth Chaos God, at most stronger than the first four Chaos Gods because of the Emperor’s uniqueness.

But if one understands the overall structure of the dream world, one can know that the birth of the fifth Chaos God, the Dark King, means that the root sucking this dream world has begun to awaken and has begun to drag the Warhammer dream world into the 0.3 dream world level.

Because the Dark King is not a Chaos God born purely from the Warp.

Su Xing learned many details about the War in Heaven from the Eldar and Necrons. Other things like races, relationships, wars, etc., had nothing to do with him, but the descriptions of the Warp in the historical records of two races made him very concerned.

During the War in Heaven, which was about 100 million years ago, the Warp was calm. Not only were there not so many demons and ghosts, but the Warp was actually beneficial to all life in the galaxy at that time. For example, after the body died, the soul could live in the Warp, and for another example, race gods could be born in the Warp to protect the race, or material life with psychic talent could use extraordinary power.

This was completely a gift to all life in the material world!

But after the War in Heaven ended, three Chaos Gods were born one after another. These three Chaos Gods were pure Warp existences. From their birth to their existence, they came from the Warp. Although the Eldar and Necrons both claimed that these three Chaos Gods were born by absorbing the negative aspects of the life that died during the War in Heaven, Su Xing was skeptical about this. But even if they were born by absorbing the negative aspects of life, these three Chaos Gods were also completely born from the Warp itself.

And it was different from the fourth Chaos God. The birth of Slaanesh came from the massive negative aspects of the Eldar’s fall—lust, abuse, and extreme bliss beyond the limit—which is why Slaanesh was born. It can be said that the birth of Slaanesh was a combination of the material universe and the Warp.

And the fifth Chaos God, the existence known as the Dark King, was born entirely from the material universe, eroded from within the Emperor’s body.

From Su Xing’s perspective, all of this had traces to follow.

The root of the 0.3 dream world turned into the Warp and descended into this world. Perhaps its strength was not enough to drag the dream world directly like the Wusheng Laomu, or perhaps this is a big world, so it has its own uniqueness, so it must be eroded step by step. In short, at the beginning, the Warp appeared harmless, and even gave the life of this world many benefits, disguising itself as a place for souls to return, disguising itself as a source of power, until the life of this world instinctively believed in the existence of the Warp, and then the Warp truly existed.

Then the Warp revealed its ferocious face, absorbing the negative mental consciousness of all life, as well as the essence of the soul, thereby giving birth to three Chaos Gods. These three Chaos Gods are different expressions of the root. By the time of the fourth Chaos God, Slaanesh, it already represented that the root’s erosion and pollution of this world had deepened to a very deep level, which is why the fourth Chaos God was formed by the negative aspects of the Eldar.

As for the fifth Chaos God... it was directly formed by the pollution of the material entity of this world!

Su Xing speculated from this angle. If this speculation is true, then the fifth Chaos God is crucial. As long as it appears, it means that the root has eroded more than half of the essence of this world, and its body may gradually appear...

So whether it is from the purpose Su Xing wants to achieve or from the enemy he is about to face, he absolutely cannot let the Emperor be eroded and polluted into the Dark King. Judging from the fact that demons can already exert a little bit of Warp power around him, once the Dark King descends, these demons he kills like dogs may become terrifying existences projected by the root power.

Su Xing sat on the commander’s seat, and the system sound inside the battleship rang in his ears again.

"The 11th material node is about to be reached. Internal time: 111 minutes. External time: 1 day, 1 hour, 1 minute, 1 second... Expected to penetrate the folded phase space in 11 seconds."

"11-second countdown started. 11, 11, 11..."

Su Xing listened to the countdown sound appearing as 11, and he looked up at the surroundings.

Everyone he saw around him had fallen into a strange state of stagnation. It was not time freezing, but a more bizarre state.

"...You are too late, visitor from another world. This world is mine, and you are inevitably mine, as well as the absolute real world you are in—mine, mine, mine..."

A mass of inexplicable darkness appeared in eleven spaces in front of Su Xing. It said eleven sentences at the same time, expressing eleven meanings.

"...Holy number?"

Su Xing naturally knew that the Chaos Gods of the Warhammer dream world all had their own symbolic holy numbers. This is a number with mysterious significance, meaning the extension of the Chaos God’s authority, similar to a meme of numbers spreading widely. As long as it is this number, it will bring pollution and erosion, and at the same time, it will spread the information of the Chaos God.

And this mass of darkness... should be the Dark King. Its holy number is actually different from the Emperor’s holy number—it is 11, not 13... Of course, listening to it, it is 11, perhaps its holy number is also 1...

Su Xing stood up from the commander’s seat. He looked at the darkness appearing and disappearing in eleven random places. It kept flashing in all spaces around him. Every moment there were eleven masses of darkness in different positions, as if there were only eleven, and as if there were infinite, and its constant flashing made it impossible to find its location.

The countdown sound of 11, 11, 11 kept coming from the bridge, and this darkness also brought a powerful corrosive effect. Just what Su Xing could see with the naked eye, the state of the crowd around him had begun to be wrong. This was still beside him, where he could isolate the influence of the Warp. If it were elsewhere, perhaps the darkness could corrupt any material the moment it appeared.

And what he did was very simple...

"Super-brain Heaven and Earth!"

In an instant, everything around turned into black and white, and in this black and white, the shadow was directly solidified and stagnant. From being everywhere in the bridge, it turned into only a weak dark shadow, an unknown thing like a tentacle wriggling very slowly, and then Su Xing punched this thing...

"...10, 9, 8, 7..."

With the normal countdown sound, everyone in the bridge woke up as if from a dream. Then, even the Space Marines squatted down on the ground, and it was good that other ordinary people didn't faint. Among them, the Eldar reacted the most, the Orks were in the best state among the flesh-and-blood life, but they were all swaying. Only the Necrons seemed unaffected.

"The entire fleet stops exiting the folded phase space! Restart the exit countdown in five minutes."

Su Xing’s voice rang out, the countdown sound stopped immediately, but the light color in the entire bridge turned dark red.

The personnel around were gradually recovering, but the recovery speed was not fast. Only the strongest, most resilient, and most loyal people gradually stood up.

But five minutes was still too short, and at this moment no one spoke. Those who fainted couldn't speak, and those who recovered didn't need to speak. Everyone understood what they were about to face. On the more than 180 warships of various types in the entire joint fleet, more than 20,000 Space Marines had begun to assemble. The Astra Militarum who didn't faint, the Eldar warriors who didn't faint, the Orks roaring in excitement, the Tyranid beasts and Genestealers gathered along the way, and the Necron troops with the best adaptability...

Every life that came here understood what would happen next. All of this no longer needed language to describe.

Five minutes passed quickly. As the fleet rushed out of the folded phase space, what appeared before them was countless light lances and artillery fire. Everything around seemed to be burning and roaring. A large number of warship wrecks floated in outer space, more warships were fighting in pairs, and weapon platforms and warning outposts transformed from meteorites and asteroids were firing all firepower frantically. Everything in sight was collapsing and burning.

The fleet did not jump far from Earth, but it was not close either. The distance was quite subtle, just behind the moon. The entire fleet needed to cross the moon to sail to the surface of the Earth. At this moment, the entire moon had turned into four colors, and the dense weapons on it were roaring and firing at the fleet, and a large number of traitor ships were whistling.

Except for the flagship where Su Xing was located, which crossed the moon and sailed directly to Earth, the remaining ships took the initiative to divert. The smaller and weaker ships took the initiative to rush toward the rebels, charging while firing, which was not the way of space warfare at all, but directly wanting to perish with the enemy.

Not to mention loyalty and faith in the Emperor, nor the continuous brainwashing by the Ecclesiarchy for thousands of years, just as a human, at this time, a racial pan-consciousness from somewhere in the dark was also telling them all.

The end of humanity has arrived, and the time left for humanity... is not much!

Su Xing did not directly command any warships, nor did he directly command any personnel. He didn't even stand up from the commander’s seat. Some intuition told him what would happen next...

As the flagship crossed the moon and sailed toward Earth, the Solar System Supreme Fleet outside the Earth’s atmosphere also began to welcome them. This was naturally not a welcome, but countless light lance artillery bombardments. And the ships escorting the flagship, human, Eldar, Necron, all rushed up, using the ships themselves as shields, using charging impacts as the strongest spearhead, opening a path for the flagship to advance.

Su Xing remained silent.

The personnel commanding the flagship were Inquisitor Anris Guss, Grey Knight Grand Master Kaldor Draigo, Eldar Farseer Ivelan Uslan, Necron Stormlord Imotekh, and Daemon Primarchs Magnus and Mortarion. The movement of the entire flagship would be decided by them collectively.

And at this moment, they all made a decision that could never exist in any war history...

Aim the flagship at the area around the palace, and drive the flagship directly into the atmosphere, crashing toward the ground!

"We charge down! No stopping, no landing, no delaying any time!!"

Except for the Necrons and Daemon Primarchs, only Su Xing could survive for sure. The million people on the entire battleship would almost all die in this crazy move.

"For the Emperor!"

"For humanity!"

"For the death of peace!"

No crew protested, they all cheered.

Su Xing bowed his head slightly, still sitting on the commander’s seat.

Kethia crawled from not far away to the side of the commander’s seat. She looked up at Su Xing. Because of the descent of the Dark King before, she had not fully recovered yet, and even her voice could not be spoken. She just looked at Su Xing, and there were too many words in her eyes that she wanted to say.

"...Well, I promise you... I promise you all."

Su Xing said in a low voice, and at the same time stood up from the commander’s seat: "I will surely win!"

In space, a huge space battleship was rushing into the Earth’s atmosphere, forming a huge flame light group. During the rush, the battleship began to disintegrate due to tidal forces, and the dense artillery fire on the ground was constantly shattering the battleship...

Named *Oath of Victory*!

I... will surely win!

The huge fire group crashed 100 kilometers away from the Terra Palace. The shocking explosion caused the earth to shake and the mountains to sway. The waves of the explosion swept up flying sand and rocks, and even blew onto the palace wall 100 kilometers away.

All the demons rushing to the palace gate stopped their movements almost at the same time. They instinctively looked toward where the mushroom cloud rose.

There, a two-meter-tall human youth, holding a broken blade, walked out of the flames of the hero’s roar.

He stood still, bowed his head, lifted his blade, and walked fast.

The Terra Palace was already close at hand!