As the steam from the shattered giant incubation tank dispersed, a hoof, burning with malevolent fire, stepped forward, its color-changing flames scorching the ground.
When it fully emerged in front of everyone, they couldn't help but hold their breath.
By its appearance and aura alone, it was clear this was an extremely unusual and powerful Chaos creature.
It was a formidable Chaos war beast, nurtured by Yusef through vast amounts of nutrients and life sacrifices!
Standing nearly five meters tall, its body was covered in black, staring eyes and sharp fangs.
Its form was a constantly shifting mass of pseudopods, tendrils, half-formed wings, and clawed limbs, all engulfed in multicolored flames.
This was the greatest blessing from the Many-Eyed God, a divine incarnation—The Horror of Tzeentch!
Yusef crawled in front of the abomination, gazing lovingly at it:
"What magnificent power, my child…"
With a swift motion, Yusef felt something slimy wrapping around him.
It was the long tongue of the Horror.
Ah—
Yusef only managed half a scream before being pulled upside down into the creature's mouth, where it began to chew him.
The horrifying sound of bones being crushed echoed throughout the incubation zone.
Half of Yusef's body hung outside the maw, feeling his lower half slowly being crushed while flames licked at his flesh.
It was an agonizing experience, one of unrelenting pain.
Yusef knew this was his fate, and he chose to accept it calmly.
"Eat, my child, indulge in this gift. Devour everything you desire!"
He glared viciously at Eden, laughing maniacally, black blood spilling from his mouth:
"Fool! You have failed.
Prepare to meet your death. You will all die, just like me, in endless pain and suffering, never to be reborn!"
Thud—
Half of Yusef's body fell to the ground, but he continued to rant:
"Today, Urth has lost her king, and she will fall into eternal darkness—"
Splat!
The Horror, seemingly annoyed by the noisy morsel, slammed an insectoid limb down, piercing through Yusef's skull.
At last, there was silence…
The Horror of Tzeentch stepped forward, its numerous pseudopods trampling over Yusef's corpse.
It seemed excited, for not far ahead was an even fresher and tastier morsel.
That golden little insect must be delicious!
"Protect the Governor!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One of the Imperial Guards snapped out of his shock, raising his bolt rifle and opening fire.
He shot wildly, bullets embedding themselves in the Horror's massive body.
But such an attack could hardly harm the gigantic Chaos beast. It was no more than a mosquito bite.
Annoyed, the Horror spewed a burst of malevolent flame, burning the Guard to ashes.
Another Custodian swung his chainsword, slashing into the Horror's pseudopod, causing a spray of dark green liquid.
But the next moment, his body was impaled by multiple sharp insectoid limbs.
Before dying, the Guard detonated an armor-piercing grenade.
Boom! The explosion tore his body apart, but only managed to sever one of the Horror's pseudopods.
The Horror didn't seem to feel any pain. The lost limb visibly regrew.
Such a powerful Chaos creature filled everyone with dread.
Yet, none of the Imperial Guards retreated, for protecting the Governor was their sole purpose!
Even if they could only slow the creature down for a moment, it would be worth it.
"For the Governor, charge!"
Carter, covered in wounds, raised his chainsword, preparing to lead the remaining Guards in one final charge.
To give everything for the Governor!
"Stop!"
However, Eden halted the brave guards.
To him, life was nothing more than fuel, but these Imperial Guards were far too valuable to be wasted in a futile charge.
Eden walked over to Carter:
"Give me the sword."
Before Carter could react, Eden had taken the chainsword, known as the Gut Ripper.
This was a real weapon; the golden power sword he had before was just for show.
Dragging the chainsword, Eden walked to the front, placing himself between the Custodians and the terrifying Horror of Tzeentch.
As he walked, he commanded, "All Guards retreat and form a defensive line with the battle units in the rear!"
Watching the Governor's back, all the Imperial Guards felt a deep sense of shame.
Their strength was too weak—they couldn't even protect their Governor.
This was such a failure and disgrace. They would rather die here!
"Governor…"
Carter's voice trembled, wanting to say something.
But Eden didn't look back:
"That's an order. Obey it!"
Trembling, Carter and the guards wept.
Finally, Carter gritted his teeth:
"Retreat! Form a defensive line at the rear!"
Obedience was also a Guard's duty.
The Governor's orders could not be disobeyed!
Carter led the guards toward the exit. They would follow the Governor's command and build a defensive line with the advancing battle units at the rear.
As they reached the exit, Carter took one last look back.
He saw the Governor striding forward toward that terrifying beast.
He believed that the Governor, chosen by the God-Emperor, would surely have a way to deal with this abomination!
After the guards retreated, the only ones left in the incubation zone were Eden and the Horror of Tzeentch.
The Horror reared up, looking down at Eden with keen interest, feeling incredibly excited.
That delicious-looking little bug had willingly walked into its grasp!
Eden gazed up at the towering Horror of Tzeentch, completely unafraid. Instead, a fierce battle spirit ignited within him!
He twisted the valve on the chainsword, igniting the promethium fuel, causing the weapon to roar to life.
With another twist, the chainsword's power field activated.
A blue energy field enveloped the sword's teeth, arcs of electricity crackling between the blades.
At the same time, golden lightning erupted from Eden, enveloping the chainsword, turning it into a radiant golden sword!
Golden lightning crackled around him, raising clouds of dust from the ground.
If there were any fans nearby, they would surely shout, Golden Giant!
Seeing the golden bug's aura suddenly intensify, the Horror of Tzeentch became serious.
This was a formidable enemy!
It raised all its sharp limbs, ready to strike.
Eden gripped the golden chainsword with both hands, assuming an attack stance.
Against the backdrop of the colossal Horror of Tzeentch, his figure seemed so small, yet so divine and fearless!
Hiss—
The Horror shrieked, all its sharp limbs stabbing forward.
And Eden… swung his sword!—
In the Ecclesiarchy's Cathedral in the King's Court district…
The Cherubim floating in the air clutched each other, trembling and shouting in strange voices.
They were more terrified than ever before.
Bishop Doni, hunched over, knelt before the shrine of the God-Emperor, praying.
Originally, he had planned to participate in this battle to purge the heretics, but the Governor had refused, citing his old age.
Yes, he was old…
In truth, Eden didn't want Doni, the last preacher of Urth, to die on the battlefield after all he had done for this planet.
At this moment, Bishop Doni's body trembled slightly.
He could feel it—something terrifying had descended!
A deep darkness was encroaching.
What a blasphemy this was!
He was furious, yet powerless.
For he was too old, ravaged by injury and illness, unable to fight for the God-Emperor, unable to deliver judgment upon the damned Chaos heretics!
Now, more than ever, Bishop Doni yearned for strength, and he prayed devoutly:
"Great God-Emperor, your loyal servant begs for your protection…"
Bishop Doni prayed endlessly, his forehead bloodied from bowing, and when he raised his head again, he was stunned.
For in the void, he saw a sun, shining with a light so holy and warm.
Tears streamed down Bishop Doni's face. The God-Emperor had answered the prayers of His most faithful servant.
Praise the Sun!
(End of Chapter)
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