Chapter 644: The Omnissiah Born into the World

"Hee hee, Dragon, I am, it seems I'm about to die!"

The Dragon of Mars's voice elongated, twisted. It felt the breath of death and shattering.

It was just like when it faced that brown-skinned rider who rode a night-colored horse and held a pure silver spear back then, just like when the Necrons aimed their god-slaying weapons at its back.

But the sound of the revolver rotating came faster than fear.

Endless yellow sand blew from nowhere, carrying the smell of gunpowder, rippling in this void.

Nobita Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's body swayed in the invisible wind, like an old photo about to dissipate in the sand.

He looked so ordinary at this moment; all other powers had faded away, leaving only that elementary school student who was good for nothing except war still there.

Good for nothing, but the god-gun was unique.

One of his hands pressed on the cowboy hat on his head, as if he had fixed his body, which had discarded everything except marksmanship, temporarily.

His other hand gently swept across the revolver at his waist. The sounds of steel, iron, fingers, and leather colliding rang out in the shortest possible time.

Then, the sound of the trigger being pulled rang out crisply, and the sound of the hammer hitting rang out like the tolling of a funeral bell.

In the instant that time couldn't even react, he had already pulled out the gun and fired the bullet transformed from the Crone Sword in the roar of gunpowder and steel.

The power of the bullet itself was not powerful. The material of the Crone Sword was the finger bone of the Crone God, and the Crone God was just an Aeldari god especially good at prophecy and weaving fate. Even in the War in Heaven, it was not worth mentioning, let alone harming an existence as powerful as the Dragon of Mars.

But that old, decaying Crone God, like a crow, who managed souls and inevitable fate, induced her partner, Khaine the Bloody-Handed, to chop off one of her arms, grabbing the wisdom flowing in her veins, and saw the death that would eventually come in the future.

The smith god Vaul therefore forged the five finger bones of the Crone God, letting them transform into five finger bones that could conduct the power of the death god.

It could conduct the power of the Aeldari death god Ynnead, or to use a term closer to its essence, it could conduct the power of the erosion and destruction domain, conducting the power of the Dark King.

A pitch-black sun appeared in the bullet. The Dragon of Mars vaguely seemed to see that behind that pitch-black sun, a figure was faintly presented.

That figure sat high on a throne cast of gold, his body withered and stiff, with only a few pieces of flesh still maintaining a bit of plumpness. Under his rough hair, on that face covered in wax, hung two pitch-black eye sockets, full of pain, death, desire for destruction, and desire for self-destruction.

"Dried corpse... you are so miserable."

The Dragon of Mars whispered:

"Father really wants to take a big silver gun and stab your hook hard."

The bullet hit the Dragon of Mars's chest, like the hammer of a revolver hitting it. In the tide of pitch-black psychic energy, the Dragon of Mars's body cracked, disintegrated, and turned into thousands of fragments rippling toward the surroundings.

The Dragon of Mars did not try to resist that bullet, but it couldn't do it.

It looked at the past; long ago, this bullet had already pierced its chest.

It looked at the future; at every moment in the future, this bullet was destined to pierce its chest.

End and death were the irresistible endings of all things, and that bullet was the incarnation of that ending.

Two round hands pulled at the pocket on the belly, covering the Dragon of Mars's shattered body.

The Dragon of Mars only felt a piece of darkness swallowing it, and it was falling toward a deep, boundless void.

"Raised by a medieval knight..."

"How do you really have a four-dimensional pocket?"

【Item Name: Dragon of Mars】

【Origin: Mars - Labyrinth of Night - Dragon's Cage】

【Evaluation: Originally one of the fragments of the Void Dragon, harboring most of the Void Dragon's will. It originally hid on Earth on the edge of the galaxy, trying to find a way to ascend to a Warp god, but before it achieved results, it was overturned by a passing ordinary Roman knight and sealed on Mars.

Because it had the characteristics of being unable to be killed and difficult to seal as a C'tan, that knight who was unwilling to reveal his name used psychic power to copy a portion of his own humanity and forcibly stuffed it into the body of the Void Dragon fragment. The contradiction between limited humanity and the infinity of the Void Dragon caused the Void Dragon to self-bind, and it was imprisoned in the depths of the Labyrinth of Night on Mars. But around 1866, a little insignificant power still leaked out.

This insignificant power was difficult to have an impact on reality, but the Dragon of Mars always used this to influence the development of human civilization, promoting the birth of multiple important technologies, secretly promoting the human space race, trying to use human hands to unlock the cage. But its actions accidentally promoted humans to create the Internet. The Dragon of Mars connected to the human Internet through this and began to be addicted to the Internet, abandoning the plan to promote humans to land on Mars, leading to a long stagnation in human space exploration.

After the Old Night descended, the Dragon of Mars began to unconsciously influence humans, forming the original prototype of the Mechanicus. The human Hua Hua Hua Di Huang who discovered this used this to trigger part of the power of the Malicious Artistry domain, promoting the Mechanicus, styling Himself the Omnissiah, and stealing the power of the Dragon of Mars and the Malicious Artistry domain.

Identified as a pure cyber-loli, it is recommended to conduct child correction re-education.】

"Can conduct child correction re-education..."

Zhou Yun almost didn't pay attention to the voice ringing in the pocket, because the moment He stuffed the Dragon of Mars into the pocket, He perceived the existence of the Warp incomparably clearly.

The cage cast by the Dragon of Mars itself around it collapsed with a bang. Zhou Yun, Nobita Hua Hua Hua Di Huang, and Titus appeared outside the collapsed cave, appearing on the surface of Mars filled with rolling brown dust.

Titus's eyes still carried a bit of confusion, Nobita Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's expression was a bit serious,

and Zhou Yun stood in place, his eyes sometimes worried, sometimes happy, sometimes changing, sometimes fixed, sometimes angry, sometimes joyful, as if infinite emotions were rippling in his eyes, unable to dissipate for a long time.

"My Lord?" Titus called out softly. This fearless Astartes smelled a faint sense of unease at this very moment.

He felt that the power armor on his body was... was squirming, like a living thing, carrying a strong impulse, wanting to be activated, born into this world, and then kneeling toward Zhou Yun...

Click, click, click.

Sharp sounds rang out from his body. His power armor actually disintegrated inch by inch, dragging pipelines like tentacles and blood vessels, twisting its body and leaping toward Zhou Yun.

Not just the power armor, the bolter at his waist also grew several spider-like metal legs out of thin air, jumping down, also wanting to jump toward Zhou Yun's direction.

Thousands of flower strings leaped out, winding and wrapping Titus, Titus's detached power armor, and that bolter together.

Before Titus could react, Nobita Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's fingers moved slightly, throwing Titus far away.

He stared at Zhou Yun seriously and vigilantly, then moved his eyes slightly, looking at a star hanging low in the reddish-brown sky behind Zhou Yun.

That was Terra. Nobita Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's gaze passed through the void, looking at the Imperial Palace on Terra, at the decaying dried corpse on the Golden Wang Zuo.

The flesh on the dried corpse was vaguely burned, and his withered fingers gripped the Golden Wang Zuo tightly, seemingly suppressing some kind of impulse.

"Hold on." Nobita Hua Hua Hua Di Huang said softly.

He couldn't tell if he was talking about himself, Zhou Yun, or the dried corpse on the throne.

They were currently enduring similar pain.

The Dragon of Mars was the Omnissiah, a competitor in the Malicious Artistry domain, and one-third of the Machine God.

Zhou Yun, who was also a competitor in the Malicious Artistry domain and one-third of the Machine God, stuffed it into his pocket. In the eyes of the Warp, it was close to Zhou Yun devouring the Dragon of Mars, replacing the Dragon of Mars, fusing with the Dragon of Mars, and becoming the Dragon of Mars.

But Zhou Yun was ultimately not the Dragon of Mars, not a C'tan isolated from the Warp.

On the contrary, Zhou Yun had long had an inseparable link with the Warp.

On the contrary, Zhou Yun and the Warp had long since possessed an inseparable link,