Chapter 484

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

But there were still a lucky few who escaped this destructive domain offset calamity.

For some unknown reason, Lei Ou did not follow Saint Saint Galus City Castle into the Warp Layer.

And Yaduoduo and Dou Dou, along with the surviving Green Skin Kids of the Fire Shadow Clan, survived by relying on the Waaagh Force Field unique to the Ork Race.

The Waaagh Force Field is a completely independent psychic "Area Network" separate from the Subspace Chaos System.

Its source comes from the Orks' own genes and does not connect with the Warp.

Therefore, when the Genestealer Cults Avatar took Saint Saint Galus City Castle away, they were likewise not taken.

The vast majority of those who fell in this calamity were Genestealer Cults, along with Imperial Human Soldiers who were unwittingly dragged into the Battlefield.

Countless shattered remnant souls flashed by in the storm, then dissipated into nothingness.

The two domains constantly tore at and offset each other, yet neither could truly overwhelm the other.

Dominion sought to lock down Change, while Change continuously dissolved Dominion's shackles, falling into a deadlocked stalemate.

Almost at the exact same moment, Lin En and the Genestealer Cults Avatar both made the same judgment.

Continuing to consume domains would only endlessly tug at power, making it difficult to determine a victor.

The two, without prior agreement, converged their outwardly spreading domains, abandoning the long-distance rules game, choosing the most direct way.

A head-on hard collision.

The swirling distorted light and shadow around the Genestealer Cults Avatar rapidly flowed, reorganized, and melted away, soon revealing His most classic, widely known avatar form.

Bird head on human body, several agile and powerful arms stretched out to the surroundings, four pairs of huge gorgeous wings fully spread behind Him, covered with myriad eyes and lips.

Of course, there was also that iconic staff.

The entire Divine Avatar of Power stood in the Void, its height reaching a full eighty meters, its body surface flowing with ever-changing, colorful Chaos Spirit Light.

Every feather, every eye, surged with the power of schemes and magic.

Lin En was likewise not to be outdone.

That hazy Purple Light Person, following his will, rapidly expanded outward in equal proportion, enlarging all the way to a towering height of one hundred meters.

On the flowing purple psychic light body, a set of dignified heavy black dragon robes embroidered with profound patterns manifested.

His right hand grasped out of thin air the Sword of Opening Heaven, its cold light stern and sharp edge tearing through the Void.

An ancient heavy Imperial Seal engraved with ruling patterns floated in the air beside his left hand, and atop his head he wore the majestic Pingtian Crown.

The originally vague light cluster head condensed into a majestic dragon head, towering horns stretching outward, twin eyes jumping with burning purple flames.

A vast kingly pressure that looked down on the eight wildernesses and six harmonies, ruling all myriad beings, pressed horizontally across the entire turbulent space like a tide.

This was the concretized avatar most fitting the concepts of "Dominion" and "Kingship" that Lin En's subconscious could imagine.

The next moment, two towering mountain-like Divine Avatars collided with a boom, and a tragic close-quarters melee began.

The Genestealer Cults Avatar gripped the magic staff in hand, arm striving forward to swing heavily.

A Psychic Storm of vast scale, sufficient to directly tear the Material Universe's space, formed out of thin air.

The storm howled and surged, carrying the might to destroy everything, sweeping crushing toward Lin En.

His remaining several arms did not pause for a moment, continuously waving and casting outward, destructive incantations that distorted cause and effect flying out one after another.

Colorful curse light bullets drew strange trajectories violating physics in the air.

Any single one of these incantations falling to the Material World would be enough to severely wound or even slay a powerful Regiment Commander.

Facing the oncoming storm and sky-full of curses, Lin En made absolutely no dodging movement.

He tightly gripped the Sword of Opening Heaven in his right hand, pouring all Dominion Ability into the blade, raising it high above his head, brilliant purple light flourishing.

One Sword Opens Heaven!

The purple sword light wrapped in the will to rule all things crashed down, meeting head-on the sweeping giant Psychic Storm.

The incomparably sharp sword light forcibly split and tore the raging storm from the middle.

The surging rampaging Warp Energy Flood was divided by the sword edge into two huge waves, howling past on both sides of Lin En's body.

Then they heavily slammed into distant drifting Spatial Islands, blasting one landmass wreckage after another into fragmentation.

Simultaneously, Lin En's left hand virtually grasped in the void, the Dominion Power carried by that Imperial Seal fully materialized.

Sometimes a purple giant hand covering the sky manifested in the Void, five fingers closing, crushing the incoming cause-and-effect curse incantations in one grip.

Sometimes compressing the Authority into a thousand-jun heavy giant Warhammer, with the sound of tearing air, smashing down toward the Genestealer Cults Avatar's body.

With a boom, the giant Warhammer carried ten thousand jun of momentum and heavily smashed toward the Genestealer Cults Avatar.

But just the instant before the Warhammer was about to hit His body, the Genestealer Cults Avatar's entire eighty-meter-high body suddenly turned into a translucent flowing distorted phantom.

The heavy Warhammer passed straight through the phantom without obstruction, heavily smashing a large Spatial Island behind Him.

The entire floating land fragment was instantly smashed into fragmentation, gravel and metal wreckage flying in all directions into the universe.

The phantom dissipated, the Genestealer Cults Avatar having already used Change Witchcraft to instantly flash-shift behind Lin En's avatar.

He heavily struck the Void with the magic staff in hand, massive Chaos magic power surging and churning.

"Appear, my servants!"

The incantation resounded through space, ninety-nine powerful Lords of Change forcibly summoned from the depths of the Warp to this place by the Genestealer Cults Avatar's witchcraft.

These most cunning, ferocious Greater Daemons under the Genestealer Cults Avatar, the moment they descended, gathered together.

All Daemons' magic power resonated from the same source, psychic energy mutually stacking and amplifying, jointly constructing a Warp Calamity of even more terrifying scale, sufficient to devour everything.

Surging, boiling Chaos black energy, like rolling boiling water, crushed toward Lin En's Dominion Avatar with overwhelming force.

Seeking to completely submerge and crush this newly born Lesser God Conceptual Body.

Facing head-on the oncoming Warp Disaster, and a full ninety-nine Myriad-Change Demon Lords arrayed in solemn readiness.

Lin En's majestic dragon head gently opened its giant mouth, speaking true words, each character resonating through the Void.

"Suppress!"

Merely a single word falling, the Dominion Ability on the law layer took effect with a boom.

The entire Warp Layer, still howling and raging, surging wantonly, instantly fell into stagnation.

The rampaging Warp Storm, the surging rolling magic power waves, all like footage with pause pressed, frozen dead in the Void.

Those ninety-nine ferocious Myriad-Change Demon Lords, their waving sharp claws, spread wings, raised staves, and demon magic about to be unleashed.

All were locked dead in place by the power of law, frozen immobile, unable even to rotate their eyeballs.

The vast battlefield, all things returned to stillness.

Only the Yi Su Incarnation still retained complete freedom of movement.

The nine pupils on its bird head suddenly contracted, a trace of alarm flashing through its heart.

It did not hesitate in the slightest; a Dimensional Kou Dai suddenly appeared at its side, and it directly reached its hand into the pocket's depths.

A short blade circulating an ominous nine-colored sickly Ghost Light was dragged out by it from the Dimensional Buckle.

This is "Nine's Blade".

This murderous weapon's origin is horrifying; it was forged after Yi Su slaughtered nine hundred ninety-nine Nurgle Great Unclean Ones.

Extracting the flesh, plague origin, and soul fragments of each Great Unclean One as forging materials, then thousand-tempered through its unique metamorphosis witchcraft.

Specifically used to assassinate those Conceptual Bodies and Lesser Gods who grasp law abilities.

Yi Su gripped Nine's Blade tight, its entire Green Skin Body turning into a flickering, ever-changing, hard-to-capture streamer, clutching the short blade and charging straight at Lin En.

The blade's edge aimed straight for the core of this Incarnation at Lin En's dragon head brow center.

But Lin En's reaction was likewise not slow in the least; unbound by the stillness law, he single-handedly tossed that ancient simple Yi Yu high into the sky above.

A loud voice reverberated throughout the entire Warp Layer.

"Supreme Heaven-Suppressing Seal!"