Chapter 510

The sharply roaring Gorechild thirstily snatched Erebus's blood, and the bright light flickering wings cast a scorching shadow on his face, burning his soul with pain.

But Erebus did not think he would die here.

He is the hand of fate, the agent of the gods, the child of Chaos.

He... he is the beginning of all evil, destined to spread darkness until the last moment.

Erebus let out a sharp roar, and the last bird-shaped tattoo on his body disappeared.

His corpse fell heavily toward the ground, turning into a giant bird with a bare upper body and exposed muscles in the blink of an eye.

Fate changed ruggedly one last time; Erebus had lost all the Tzeentch Greater Daemons that could help him replace the fate of death.

However, at this very moment, a rift was fiercely torn open.

Erebus borrowed the huge force of Gorechild pressing on his face, and while his body fell, he used the ritual dagger to tear open space.

Doraemon's items still blocked this ship, but Erebus could still use the ritual dagger to move in this cabin.

The Tzeentch Greater Daemon's corpse fell into the rift torn by the ritual dagger, landing with a bang before the giant door leading to the bridge.

And Erebus's figure suddenly crawled out from behind the Tzeentch Greater Daemon, grinning and revealing a cold smile.

Fate was still under Erebus's control.

Although Khârn's appearance temporarily exceeded Erebus's expectations, Erebus still found an opportunity, creating an escape opportunity with one of his own deaths.

This is the decisiveness of him as the hand of fate!!!

"Do you think you can run away?!" Raum let out a sharp roar; the ability obtained by devouring the Noise Marine exerted its effect, strong sound waves pressing directly at Erebus's face; Erebus's figure suddenly trembled, revealing a painful expression.

Then Khârn vibrated the wings burning with the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's golden flames behind him, flying into mid-air in the blink of an eye, pouncing toward Erebus.

Erebus hurriedly bit his tongue to recover his clarity, then mobilized all his psychic power to smash toward the giant rock where Lion had once slept.

The giant rock was lifted from the ground, blocking between Erebus and Khârn.

Khârn swung the sharp axe in his hand, slashing open the heavy giant rock in the blink of an eye.

Just at this moment, blood tide surged; that Khorne beast created by Erebus, under his control, blocked before Khârn.

Blood and blood crossed, crimson and crimson collided; in the blink of an eye, Khârn suppressed that giant beast.

But Erebus knew this couldn't block for long; he had to open this door immediately.

"Who is the true Chaos Everchosen?"

This question made Erebus freeze for a very short moment.

Who is the true Chaos Everchosen of the Four Gods?

Who? Who truly deserves this title?

Erebus had no time to think much, instinctively making the first answer:

"Abaddon."

The moment Erebus's figure fell, a scorching pain surged from his body; fire burned his body, bringing him intense pain.

"Answer wrong."

That damn loser Abaddon, this guy really doesn't deserve the name of Chaos Everchosen.

"Horus!!" Erebus hurriedly made the second answer.

This was the second answer Erebus could think of; although Horus was already dead, perhaps in the eyes of the gods, in the heart of Chaos, he was the best Everchosen?

A more intense pain came from Erebus's body; in an instant, he felt his internal organs were burning fiercely, as if bathed in fire, almost about to be burned to ashes.

He hurriedly mobilized the Chaos evil energy in his body to resist this scorching fire, only then not being burned to death on the spot.

But he could at most withstand the punishment of the next failed answer, meaning he only had one chance left to answer.

Who is the true Chaos Everchosen?

This question made Erebus rack his brains...

Wait? Could it be... could it be that the answer to this question is... is himself?

The true Chaos Everchosen is he, Erebus?

A trace of joy appeared on Erebus's face.

Feeling he had found the correct answer——————

Boom!!!!

The Khorne beast bathed in blood smashed onto Erebus like a meat mountain, pressing Erebus between that mass of crimson flesh and the heavy door of the bridge, pressing him until his bones were almost broken.

Just eight seconds, this giant beast was easily subdued by Khârn, and the Gorechild connected to the chain was deeply stuck between his flesh and blood.

Khârn tightened the chain fiercely, his figure turning into a meteor intertwined with gold and blood, smashing onto the Khorne beast.

Erebus let out a terrified scream, hurriedly wanting to answer the question on the door; he considered himself to have found the correct answer.

"Er——————"

"Archaon!!!!" Before Erebus could answer, Be'lakor, who was fighting Nobi Daixiong and full of wounds, suddenly let out a roar, answering the question on the door instead of Erebus.

Who is Archaon?

Who the hell is Archaon?

The same doubt spread in the hearts of everyone present; only Be'lakor himself and Nobi Daixiong knew who Archaon was.

Erebus looked terrified, only feeling that Be'lakor had pitted him.

What kind of nobody is Archaon, the true Chaos Everchosen should clearly be he, Erebus.

"Congratulations on clearing the game!!!"

The sound of the door opening suddenly echoed; the lock on the door leading to the bridge opened with a bang, and the shackles locking the entire *Blessed Lady* also disappeared; the escape room game was cleared.

Be'lakor swung the shadow greatsword in his hand fiercely, took a deep look at Nobi Daixiong, and then, almost without hesitation, drilled into the shadows, not knowing where he had escaped to.

Before running away, Be'lakor took away the part of the power he had lent to Lu Se.

Lu Se, who was shuttling through shadows and circling with Lion, suddenly froze, discovering that he could no longer dive into the shadows and shuttle wantonly.

Lion almost didn't hesitate; the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Shield smashed fiercely onto Lu Se's face, knocking Lu Se back, and then the Loyalty sword in his hand drew a cold light, slashing toward Lu Se in the blink of an eye.

Lu Se hurriedly dodged, but was ultimately a step too slow.

A bloodstain broke through the air, and one of Lu Se's arms was cut off by Lion, his body staggering backward.

But Lion was unstoppable; although there was a vague sleepiness reviving in his body, the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's order was higher than everything, driving Lion to turn into a sharp blade, stabbing directly into the traitor's heart.

The Loyalty sword broke through the air, slashing toward Lu Se.

Lu Se hurriedly raised the Caliban greatsword with one hand, trying to block Lion's attack.

But how could Lu Se, who only had one arm left, resist the sword edge of a Primarch?

Lion's sword nimbly bypassed Lu Se's sword edge, pressing against the blade of the Caliban greatsword, then exerted force fiercely, easily picking away the greatsword in Lu Se's hand.

Lu Se's body lost balance, retreating two or three steps before kneeling on the ground.

He raised his head slightly, looking at Lion, who was looking down at him from top to bottom.

The Lion's expression was covered by thick, pale whiskers, his emotions invisible, only the killing intent in a pair of eyes looking at the prey as a hunter, as if the current Lu Se was not his brother, father, son, and partner, but just a Caliban beast eroded by Chaos evil energy.

The corners of Lu Se's mouth revealed some bitterness; he lowered his head, looking at his hand that no longer held a sword, savoring the move Lion used to pick away his Caliban greatsword at the last moment.

"I taught you this move back then..." Lu Se muttered to himself.

Lu Se lowered his head, not seeing the momentary wavering in Lion's cold eyes.

Lion's movements slowed for a moment, but it was only a moment.

He turned around, rotated the sword blade in his hand, drawing an arc in the air, making a posture of beheading.

"Lion... my child." Lu Se whispered softly, his tone full of sorrow, bitterness, and annoyance: "I am your father..."

"Traitor."

Only Lion's cold voice responded to Lu Se, and then the Loyalty sword drew an arc, slashing toward Lu Se's neck.

Lu Se raised his head slightly, and his face was reflected on the blade of the Loyalty sword.

It was a face full of madness, infatuation, and ignorance; only Chaos remained in those once wise eyes.

Lu Se was surprised at the distortion and ugliness of his own face; the Chaos evil energy had greatly corrupted him; he had truly become as ugly and crazy as a Caliban beast.

He remembered how he found Lion, who was like a savage in the forest; he saw purity, nobility, and greatness in that child's eyes; he remembered how he taught Lion to grow, teaching Lion to learn swordsmanship, use shields, and understand knowledge and tactics.

He remembered the days when he and Lion fought side by side, father and son with one heart, killing forest beasts, defending weak civilians.

He remembered how the Order Knights under the leadership of the two flourished; Lu Se was once the most prominent hero of the Knights, and Lion was the most prominent hero of the Knights in the future.

He remembered the day the two broke through the Sirius Knights together and unified the entire Caliban planet...

Everything, everything Lion and Lu Se had together was reflected in the sword arc drawn by the Loyalty sword: friendship, loyalty, brotherhood, comradeship, father-son love, all honors obtained together were reflected in the sword.

Then, all of this dissolved in the blood gushing from Lu Se's neck, just like the corpse of a giant beast rotting in the forest soil of Caliban.

At the last moment before life passed away, the Chaos evil energy residing in Lu Se's body abandoned him, letting him regain clarity... but this was not out of kindness, it was just the instinctual malice of Chaos desiring to torture him, making him realize what a stupid thing he had done.

Suspicion, jealousy, secrets, and estrangement... when did everything change?

"Lion El'Jonson..." Lion only heard Lu Se's last whisper before death: "Meaning Lion, Son of the Forest."

This was what he said when he first saw Lion and named him.

"Sorry." Lu Se said softly, and then his corpse fell at the Lion's feet.

The Lion remained silent, gazing at the corpse for a brief moment.

'I forgive.' The Lion ultimately did not say these words, just whispered softly in his heart.

He had become accustomed to hiding the saddest and most painful things as secrets in the bottom of his heart.

Be'lakor's escape, Lu Se's death, Erebus didn't care about any of them anymore.

In his view, now that the three artifacts were gathered in this system, and the escape room game locking the *Blessed Lady* had been cleared.

He had already won; as long as he used the ritual dagger to escape the *Blessed Lady* and held the ritual anywhere in this system, he would——————

Just as Erebus was about to brandish the ritual dagger and tear open a rift to escape, that Khorne beast clinging to him suddenly stretched out its hand.

Or rather, the child named Oll, who was used by Erebus as a sacrifice to carry the Khorne blessing, stretched out his hand.

Hatred flowed in his originally dazed eyes; he grabbed the rope Erebus used to tie the ritual dagger to his neck, tore it off, and then slapped the ritual dagger in Erebus's hand onto the ground.

Erebus's expression was dazed, completely not reacting to what had happened.

Why would this Khorne beast disobey his will?

Yes, Erebus had nourished some of this child's soul to solve the problem of the previous door, allowing him to say his name.

But this was not enough to make him truly regain his sanity and resist Erebus... unless he had preserved a bit of sanity from the beginning under the Khorne blessing and the erosion of a large number of daemons.

Erebus remembered the child's name was the same as the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's first Warmaster, remembered the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang suddenly residing in Nobi Daixiong, remembered the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang liked to use pure children as his hosts... In an instant, Erebus felt the invisible big hand of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang.

"Bastard!!!" Erebus let out a sharp roar; intense Chaos evil energy was injected into the child's head, bursting his brain open in the blink of an eye.

But at the last moment before death, this child, whose entire planet was slaughtered by Erebus, reduced to a sacrifice offered to the Blood God, and whose own soul was tortured to an unrecognizable state, revealed a smile.

The Erosion Destruction Realm is a duality of destruction and self-destruction; revenge is destruction at the cost of self-destruction, and the Master of Mankind praised it.

After losing its host, the Khorne beast burst open, and a large number of Khorne daemons turned into a blood tide, roaring and surging toward Khârn, drowning Khârn.

Erebus seized this momentary opportunity, wanting to pick up the ritual dagger on the ground to escape.

But was the revenge of that child at the cost of self-destruction meaningless?

Just at this moment, a round hand stretched out from the void, grabbing the ritual dagger on the ground and drilling into the void, disappearing without a trace.

On the *Light Lord*, Zhou Yun casually took the ritual dagger out of a woman's handbag in his hand.

Item: Take-Anything Handbag.

Erebus looked dazed, watching the ritual dagger that suddenly disappeared from its place.

Then he turned his head slightly, looking behind him.

The blood tide turned into by Khorne daemons couldn't block Khârn and Raum at all; this man and daemon were burning with the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's flames, clearing the blood tide in the blink of an eye.

And behind Khârn, Lion El'Jonson and Nobi Daixiong, who had freed their hands, were killing their way over.

Especially Lion El'Jonson; although he was clearly somewhat tired and somewhat sleepy, the killing intent in his eyes was so clear that it made Erebus feel his heart ache.

How the hell do you fight this??!

Erebus revealed terror, hurriedly running into the bridge.

Wanting to fight Khârn, Nobi Daixiong, and Lion El'Jonson,

He could only invite another Primarch.

The *Blessed Lady* was one of the three Abyss-class battleships built for the Word Bearers in the past.

In its bridge stood the statue of the Word Bearers' gene-Primarch, Erebus's gene-father, Lorgar.

"Father!!!! Save me!!!!" Erebus screamed miserably; he knew Lorgar could hear him.

In the daemon world Sicarus, within a hidden meditation room of the Temple of Purgatory.

The entire meditation room was built incomparably simply, barely able to accommodate the meditation room owner's huge body and a small table, making it extremely difficult even to sit down.

But the owner of the meditation room didn't care at all, immersed in his writing.

"The gods chose me to preach their blessings, precisely because of my selflessness."

"Vulgar mortals come for power, honor, immortality, and wisdom, while I—Lorgar Aurelian—have only ideals."

"I piously believe in the following truth: everything between the stars is born from the will of the gods, reality is but a hypocritical illusion, physical laws can be easily twisted, and all things are born from the tides of Chaos; humanity can only defeat everything by accepting Chaos; no thing is more worthy of worship than Chaos, and humanity's future needs to completely accept the power of Chaos."

"The Blessed Sons are the perfect form I have been looking forward to, the precursor to the beautiful future of humanity and Chaos coexisting; their existence has already proven that the path I walk is the path of human salvation, the supreme path that my father never noticed because he was blinded."

Just at this moment, the owner of the meditation room, the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's son, the Daemon Primarch of Chaos Undivided, Lorgar Aurelian, stopped the pen in his hand.

He felt the plea from his offspring.

Which poor offspring suffered a disaster?

Lorgar sensed it slightly...

Oh, Erebus, then it's fine, he deserves it.

Lorgar continued to write his *Book of Lorgar*; this was the latest volume of the *Book of Lorgar*, the 22,222nd volume.

But just after Lorgar wrote a few words, he felt a dryness, a resistance.

He saw Erebus was frantically cashing in the rewards the gods had once given him, in order to force Lorgar to save him with the gods' will.

If it were other Primarchs, they might disobey or ignore the gods' will; Mortarion might even directly drill out of the Warp and chop Erebus to death with a scythe.

But... but Lorgar couldn't; he was a believer of the gods, the High Priest of the gods; he could not disobey the gods' will, even if he was happy to witness Erebus's death.

Lorgar sighed and stepped out of his meditation room.

The Purgatory wind blew in the cabin; a scorching burning purgatory suddenly tore reality, manifesting in the cabin.

And in the purgatory, Lorgar, bathed in scorching dark red flames, with horns, holding the Illuminarum, wearing the Armor of the Word, walked out from the purgatory.

Lorgar's gaze passed through the purgatory, casting into the *Blessed Lady*.

He saw Erebus, full of disgust and disdain; he killed his son Argel Tal.

He saw Khârn and Raum, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes; he remembered his son Argel Tal.

He saw Nobi Daixiong, his expression moving slightly; he felt the power of a newborn god.

Finally, he saw Lion, a trace of terror flashing on his face; he knew what kind of power his eldest brother possessed.

He immediately decided to fish Erebus out and run away immediately.

Just at this moment, Nobi Daixiong reached his hand under his clothes, taking out a Tarot card made of papyrus.

This was Khayon's daemon Tarot, but even Khayon himself didn't notice that there was such a card in his collection.

Because on the Tarot card was a hidden, sensitive, and swift raven.

(Two-in-one big chapter)

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