Chapter 592: Life and Death Line and Awakening

Wu Pifu sat on the commander's chair, but he looked tiny.

You know, after Wu Pifu experienced the flesh-tempering of martial arts and human-immortal martial dao, his height is now over two meters, and his whole body looks like tendon meat. From the appearance, this body is already a burly man.

But the Warhammer Dream World really judges a person's strength by their height... at least Wu Pifu thinks so.

Let's take a look. Any Space Marine is about 2.3 to 2.5 meters tall, and special ones are close to 3 meters. Then the Custodians are over 3 meters tall. According to the data, Primarchs are generally about 3.5 meters tall. And although the legendary Emperor did not leave height information, it can be seen from the ancient images of Him standing with the Primarchs that His height is at least 4.5 to 5 meters.

A five-meter-tall human?

Wu Pifu can't even reach His waist when standing in front of Him!

And this commander's chair was set according to the specifications of the Emperor's seat when He was on the Great Crusade, and it was reduced slightly to avoid the problem of blasphemy.

So Wu Pifu sat on this chair, and if looked at from a distance, it felt like an underage child sitting on a dragon chair.

This made him sit very awkwardly.

After this battleship named "Victory Oath" sailed into the material-folding jump engine route full of grotesque light, he got up from the commander's chair, and immediately more than ten guards stepped forward.

Wu Pifu didn't stop them, just went to the arena of the battleship by himself.

The battleship was huge, and the arena built inside had a 3D structure, enough for ten thousand people to sit at the same time.

Wu Pifu came to the arena, took out the Heroic Spirit Shattering Blade, and practiced his blade technique silently.

"Do you think this kind of exercise is useful for the war we are about to encounter?" A voice sounded behind Wu Pifu, followed by the sound of power armor moving and colliding.

At the entrance of the arena behind Wu Pifu, Imotekh the Stormlord stood there, and blocking it were ten 300-year-old Space Marine veterans.

As Wu Pifu turned his head and waved his hand, the ten Space Marine veterans stepped aside, and then they continued to stand around like silent steel.

Imotekh the Stormlord didn't care, just entered the arena and asked: "You haven't answered me yet."

Wu Pifu turned around and continued to practice his blade technique, saying while practicing: "If it were a normal universe-level war, what I am doing now is just relieving pre-war anxiety, and I am not a qualified commander... not even an unqualified commander. I don't understand the joint army following me, nor do I know how to march, fight, logistics, or coordinate the team... I don't understand any of this."

Imotekh the Stormlord was silent. It knew that what Wu Pifu said was true, because after getting in touch these days, it already knew that Wu Pifu knew nothing about these things. Let alone compared to it, any commander from any race present was better than him... even those super-evolved Ork giants were better than him.

Before it could continue to speak, Wu Pifu continued: "But I am the core of this war, and the reason is that our enemy is the Warp. That is not a simple universe civilization war, but should be a war between materialism and idealism. The laws of cosmic space are useless in the Warp. Machines fail, weapons fail, personnel are all corrupted, what do you use to fight?"

Imotekh the Stormlord said: "I know all this. The Necrons knew the terror of the Warp hundreds of millions of years earlier than humans. For this reason, we manufactured many technological creations specifically to resist the Warp, but it was limited to resistance, isolating the Warp from the material universe, and we couldn't counter-attack the Warp."

Wu Pifu nodded: "This is why I said I am the core of this war... For some reason, I can isolate the influence of the Warp. Note, it is not isolating the Warp, not the dead silence domain manufactured by your Necrons, but isolating the influence of the Warp, but I can enter the Warp normally. This kind of effect that can make the absurd idealistic effect of the Warp become materialistic around me, and at the same time, I am very strong and very suitable for Warp-mode combat. This is why I am the core."

Imotekh the Stormlord's thinking module was running rapidly. Especially since the Necrons had sufficient information databases about the Warp, through the simulation of sufficient information in the database, it quickly understood what Wu Pifu meant.

Wu Pifu might not be a commander, and he knew nothing about universe-level wars, but once he entered the Warp, all common sense of universe wars would be insignificant. The Warp is a grotesque and chaotic idealistic world. Once a universe warship enters it, it might be washed into slag by time immediately, or everyone might be corrupted, the warship might turn into a grotesque life form, or demons might revel, all of which could happen.

And now with Wu Pifu, the situation is immediately different. If he can really isolate the influence of the Warp, and really has the authority of death, and can bring absolute death to all life, including demons, then he really might lead the army into the Warp, and at the same time, there is really a glimmer of opportunity to kill the four terrifying Chaos Gods.

But it is only a glimmer of opportunity...

Imotekh the Stormlord thought for a while and said: "Then do you think that after entering the Warp, our battles will all present a close-combat type? Will long-range weapons all be useless?"

"No."

Wu Pifu still didn't stop waving the broken blade, saying: "It's just aimed at myself... As my strength rises, I have begun to possess wide-area attack and long-distance attack means, but in fact, whether it is wide-area attack or long-distance attack, for me, it is a violation of my combat core. This kind of means can only be aimed at enemies with a large number that are much weaker than me, and when facing enemies that are stronger than me or equal to me in strength, the effect of wide-area attack and long-distance attack is actually a weakening of my own strength."

Speaking of this, Wu Pifu sighed: "As expected, the title was not chosen wrongly... Pifu, Pifu, it really is the anger of a Pifu, blood splashing five steps. This is the title that suits me best, and it is also the abbreviation based on my own personality and essence. Originally, I thought about learning some handsome cultivation methods, or becoming a sword immortal, and then easily defeating the enemy without injury or damage, but in the end, I found that I still need to be covered in blood like a Pifu, not my own blood, but the enemy's blood, or both..."

"Sure enough, this is the most suitable for me... Pifu, from beginning to end, I am a Pifu."

Imotekh the Stormlord naturally didn't understand what Wu Pifu was talking about, but based on Wu Pifu's particularity and the existence of the "essence of death" it personally verified, it already had a blind confidence in Wu Pifu.

It naturally didn't understand that what Wu Pifu was talking about was actually the "Pifu" title.

No matter how many strength zones he stacked, his essence was still a mortal now, and he hadn't reached the sublimation body, so theoretically, he couldn't cause any damage to the root, except... the Pifu title!

This is the core of all his combat modes. Within five steps, multiple judgments weaken the enemy's defense, and then the part of the damage after weakening is turned into real damage. While beyond five steps, multiple judgments weaken the enemy's attack, which is also turning the damage received after weakening into real defense. At the same time, the Pifu title is at the root level!

This means that this is the biggest and only trump card he can use to damage, or even kill, the root... the Pifu title!

He must guard the five-step distance, either the defense beyond five steps, or the attack within five steps. This is his life and death line.

That's why Wu Pifu had this sigh, and why he had the blade technique practice now. This was all preparation for the decisive battle with the root after entering the Warp. Besides this, what "Zhentian Human Immortal," what "Blade Slashing Ten Thousand Miles," what "Galaxy Profound Origin Cannon," were all empty. He must, and can only, fight within or beyond five steps, and he must condense these wide-area, long-range attacks to be performed within or beyond five steps.

As he said, he has always been a Pifu, and has never changed!

Just then, the battleship's broadcast sounded.

"The first material node is about to arrive. Internal time is 152 minutes, external time is 2 days and 8 hours... Expected to penetrate the folded phase space in 30 seconds."

"30-second countdown starts, 29, 28..."

Wu Pifu put away the blade, turned around and walked to the bridge. The ten Space Marine veterans followed immediately. They, who had been in a cold steel state, finally showed human emotions in their eyes at this time... that was excitement, that was expectation.

Both excited to fight side by side with the Savior, and looking forward to dying in this glorious and holy war... They all knew that dying beside Wu Pifu could welcome a true, peaceful, and glorious true death, so they were fearless and looked forward to this ending they had been looking forward to for hundreds of years.

Imotekh the Stormlord naturally followed Wu Pifu. It had no objection to the commander participating in the war. This was the characteristic of the Warhammer Dream World. A commander who couldn't fight... what kind of commander is that?

It was only curious about one thing: how did Wu Pifu view the fact that because of the path nodes they chose, the human worlds at these nodes were destroyed?

Wu Pifu heard Imotekh the Stormlord's inquiry, was silent for a long time, and then said: "I am not a hero, nor am I a savior. These are just titles they self-righteously imposed on me, just as the Emperor is not a god, but they stubbornly believe that He is a god..."

"I said it, if I can save them within my power, if I can avoid their deaths, then I will be very happy to do so, because they are all humans. But if I don't know, if I can't do it, or if I will die myself, then I can only say sorry to them."

"Because from beginning to end, I am actually just a Pifu, a Pifu struggling in this fucked-up world!"

Wu Pifu stepped into the Thunderhawk assault boat carrier area of the bridge. He didn't board any Thunderhawk assault boat, but walked to the exit of the bridge. While walking, substances like flesh and blood, and also like metal, appeared on his body surface. In just a blink of an eye, an exoskeleton power armor covered his whole body.

"... One, penetrate the folded phase space, arrive at the Amida Hive World satellite orbit, star gravity information collection at the node... Expected time, 6 hours, 32 minutes, 8 seconds..."

Wu Pifu looked outside the bridge. He saw a planet with only one super-city, and at this moment, on this super-city that could be clearly seen from outer space, firelight from explosions was rising everywhere. Four-colored light was rendering from outside the city in all directions: blood red, cobalt blue, corrosive green, and bright pink, rapidly rendering the entire super-city in a spiral posture.

Wu Pifu reached out and patted forward. The armor isolation layer at the bridge exit immediately opened a gap more than two meters wide. He stepped out directly and walked into the space outside the battleship.

The next second, he raised the broken blade in his hand, blue-green flames spraying behind him, and he slashed down at the planet's surface with one blade.

The first battle of the eleven-node war...

Has begun!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 593 =====