With the departure of the evil god of the Warp and the return of Robert Guilliman to the real universe, this Warp area that originally belonged to the Garden of Nurgle but has now become the new realm of the God of Death has completely returned to peace.
Because unlike Nurgle, the god of life and fertility, Jaina controls coldness and death, so there is nothing that can be called alive in the realm she rules.
Whether it was the rotten demons, zombies, and great unclean ones, or the maggots, mosquitoes, flies, bacteria, viruses, and fungi that formed a symbiotic relationship with them, or the twisted plants and animals that spread throughout every corner of the garden, they had all disappeared now.
In their place are trillions of undead souls that are born from the transition from life to death.
And their numbers are still increasing as the realm of death and the forces of order expand in the warp.
The most powerful and impressive of these is undoubtedly the massive mountain of flesh reshaped from the corpse of a giant Nurgle.
In previous battles, it had already demonstrated many terrifying abilities under Jaina's control, which once made Tzeentch dare not approach it easily.
But now, this ugly and ferocious-looking undead creature was crawling on the ground like a dog, opening its big mouth and sticking out its tongue to please its owner.
Although Nurgle's essence as the Chaos God of the Warp no longer exists, the huge life energy he left behind created a horrible monster when it fell into the opposite side.
Looking at the rapidly expanding death domain and the army of the undead, Jaina raised her hand and gently stroked her face, which was half a skeleton and half still had the beautiful appearance she had when she was alive. She turned around and said in a cold and emotionless tone: "I have now become the absolute master of this universe's death domain.
I draw strength from everything that has to do with death.
Whether it is death from war, or death from starvation, disease, plague and normal natural causes.
In time, it will be almost inevitable that he will surpass Khorne, Tzeentch and Slaanesh to become the most powerful evil god.
But the problem is that while I am constantly gaining power, I will also continue to be influenced by the thoughts, consciousness and spirit of mortals, and eventually become less and less like myself, until I become some kind of abstract consciousness aggregate.
Do you have any good ideas for this?"
Zuo Si thought for a moment and quickly shook his head: "Sorry, this is the rule of the universe we are in now, and no one can change it easily.
Otherwise, why do you think I only sent down a Shuoyou incarnation instead of letting my real body come?
Because if the real body descends, it will be dragged into the subspace in an instant due to the large amount of faith and worship, forming a powerful entity projection, which may even cause the extinguishing of the spark of the mage.
So I settled for the next best thing and created a huge sea of oil here, and absorbed matter and energy by transferring the oil.
But fortunately, through this in-depth exploration of the subspace and some information provided by the Lord of Mankind, I have found a way to avoid similar situations.
It just might require taking a little risk.”
"Oh? What's the method? What does risk mean?"
There was a strange light in Jaina's two completely different eyes.
To be precise, the half of her face that retained her original beautiful appearance still had eyes that emitted a cold deep blue, while the other half of the skull had a grayish-white glow that symbolized death.
Not only the face, but also the body is almost the same.
If nothing unexpected happens, this should represent the process of life from birth to death and have some special symbolic meaning.
If an ordinary person saw this combination of beauty and skeleton, he would definitely feel both physical and psychological discomfort.
But Zuo Si, who had long been accustomed to dealing with corpses and undead, had long been accustomed to it, and even felt the beauty of decay and death from it. He stretched out his cold metal hand to lift up the hair and gently brushed the other person's cheek, and explained in a slightly playful tone: "My method is actually very simple.
That is to save and back up your current thoughts and consciousness in the sea of oil, and keep a part of yourself connected with it.
This is like cloud storage in network technology.
Relying on the vast spiritual energy of the Oil Sea to resist the erosion of mortal thoughts and consciousness, and then through this storage and backup, repair and reset one's own consciousness every once in a while.
Most importantly, you can also control the oil to a certain extent, making it a tool to strengthen your own undead army."
"You mean... to make the Sparkling Oil Sea the source of the power of the entire subspace order?"
As one of the most talented mortal mages in Azeroth, Jaina was undoubtedly smart and immediately guessed Zuo Si's true intention.
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right.
You must understand that although we have injected the power of order into the warp, the chaos that has lasted for tens of millions of years still has an overwhelming advantage.
In other words, the power of Chaos had already formed its own source before the birth of Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle and Slaanesh.
That is why Chaos Evil Gods were born one after another.
But you are different. Although you are the first god born in the Warp with a strong tendency towards law, you do not have your own source of order.
On the contrary, your ascension to the divine is through the ritualistic process of death triumphing over life.
In order to prevent yourself from being eroded by the chaos and chaotic nature of the subspace, you need to find your own source of order.
And nothing is better suited to accomplish this mission than the sea of oil I created."
Hearing this, Jaina fell into deep thought.
Because she knew her master was right.
After all, the existence and development of a galaxy or even the entire universe is more inclined to chaos theory, and it is full of disorder, randomness, contingency and uncertainty.
That is why the subspace has gradually become what it is today in the projection of the real universe.
By the same token, after becoming the God of Death, Jaina would inevitably be affected by the various chaotic thoughts of mortals during the process of death, and inevitably evolve from order to chaos.
But if she closely connects her consciousness with the Sea of Oil, she can resist this erosion and ensure that the realm of death will always tend towards order, and then continue to expand until the chaos and order of the subspace form a delicate balance.
Of course, this is a long process and also requires the birth of more gods of order.
After figuring this out, Jaina raised her head and asked directly: "What should I do?"
"It's simple. Close your eyes, relax yourself, and I'll take care of the rest."
As he spoke, Zuo Si held up the other person's face with both hands, and suddenly a large amount of Warp Oil gushed out from his palms, injecting it all into the skeletal half of Jaina's body.
Under the effect of the sparkling oil, after a while, the original white bones were covered with metal muscles, bones and skin.
An electronic eye emitting red light appeared in the eye socket that had no eyeball.
Almost at the same time, his authority and essence as the god of death were gradually infected, until a channel was formed that was stably connected to the Shocking Oil Sea.
After doing all this, Zuo Si let go of his hand and looked at the changed Jaina in front of him, and asked with interest: "How do you feel now?"
"Hmm... It seems a bit strange, as if there are two consciousnesses and two personalities existing at the same time."
Jaina slowly opened her eyes and raised the mechanical arm transformed from bones, a very confused expression appeared on her face.
“That’s right.
Because your consciousness and personality have been uploaded and stored in the vast ocean of oil.
When you connect to it, it feels a little weird.
But don't worry, you just need to distinguish and remember which one is the backup and which one is your current self.
At that time, as long as the connection is established every once in a while and the backup is used to correct the personality, it can be ensured that it will never be corrupted by chaos.
In fact, it was this constant self-correction that allowed the Lord of Mankind to not be driven crazy by those messy beliefs and prayers for tens of thousands of years.
The only difference is that the storage method he used was not the oil sea, but the golden throne that was built with unknown technology.
When Robert Guilliman woke up and met him for the first time, he saw the Emperor who had fallen into a half-crazy state due to a long period of lack of personality correction.
Zuo Si told everything he knew without any concealment.
"I see!"
Jaina suddenly realized.
She had always been a little confused as to why the Lord of Mankind behaved like a mentally disturbed lunatic at one time, and sometimes could handle various crises wisely and calmly by appearing in spirits, possessing people, sending out cursed legions, and creating living saints.
But now the truth is out.
This also explains why the emperor never took the final step towards becoming a god.
Because his personality has not been tainted by mortal beliefs, he is still the great leader who was willing to make all sacrifices for the continuation of the human race ten thousand years ago.
After realizing this, Jaina immediately asked in an uncertain tone, "Do you think he will choose to ascend to godhood like me?"
"have no idea.
Maybe, maybe not.
Anyway, I have already put another path to becoming a god in front of him. It depends on his own choice as to how to do it.
Moreover, I feel that if the Emperor could bring together those loyal Primarchs to ascend to gods and build a huge human pantheon, with the current size of humanity in the Milky Way, it would certainly not be a problem to suppress the Chaos forces in the Warp and replicate the process of the rise of the Eldar.
Okay, let’s stop discussing the human empire and the emperor.
Now you'd better deal with Mortarion and his Death Guard legions."
After saying that, Zuo Si cast his gaze towards the demon primarch who was standing motionless in the distance as if he had lost his soul. Then he picked up the huge green gem that was transformed from the eye of Nurgle that fell on the ground, opened a portal to the physical universe, and disappeared on the spot.
To be precise, ever since the slaying of Nurgle, the Death Guard and their Gene-Father have remained in this state of complete stillness.
Because the faith in their hearts collapsed.
The huge spiritual impact was no less than the physical death and decay at the time of the fall.
And out of respect for the Lord of Mankind and Roboute Guilliman, Jaina did not convert these traitors when transforming the Garden of Nurgle into the Realm of Death, but completely ignored them.
However, the emperor and the imperial regent obviously did not care about their life or death, and never even mentioned it from beginning to end.
This means that the Death Guard has become a complete abandonment.
pain!
despair!
remorse!
As the power of Nurgle disappeared from their bodies, the silly smiles of madmen and mental patients were no longer seen on their faces, and swelling, ulcers and various diseases in the body began to torture their fragile nerves once again.
Some guys with severely distorted appearances couldn't even stand up, and could only struggle to kneel on the ground or simply lie down, twitching violently and uncontrollably from head to toe.
Without a doubt, this is the most real and also the cruelest reality after losing the blessing of Nurgle.
Don’t be fooled by the fact that many people call him “kind father” and think that as long as they throw themselves into his arms they can be free from the suffering brought by disease and plague.
But in fact, that thing, like various narcotics, cannot solve the problem fundamentally. It only temporarily paralyzes the nerves through the power of the subspace.
When the blessing of Nurgle disappears, all the pain will emerge at once in double the amount, making it impossible for people to live or die.
"Motarion, do you have anything to say now?"
Jaina walked straight up to the demon primarch in front of her, who looked like a large fluttering moth, with naked and undisguised contempt in her eyes.
Because in her opinion, the other party was like a clown and a shrew. She never looked for problems in herself from beginning to end, but only blamed others.
This is completely different from Arthas, who fell into the trap of the dreadlord and became corrupted in order to save the kingdom of Lordaeron.
It can't even be compared to her voluntarily putting on the Helm of Domination and becoming the Lich King in order to save her lover.
If one had to describe Mortarion's life in one word, it would undoubtedly be "twisted".
On the one hand, he has a very strong and sensitive self-esteem, and would regard many people's kindness and help as contempt for himself. At the same time, he is very jealous of those brothers who are favored and valued by the emperor.
On the other hand, he was an out-and-out Social Darwinist who believed that might is right, that emperors and empires are hypocritical, that there is no need to care for non-combatant civilians, and that he felt from the bottom of his heart that everyone except soldiers is an inferior.
What's even more ridiculous is that as the one who hated psychic powers the most among all the Primarchs, after a fierce battle with his good brother Chagatai Khan, he actually started to study psychic powers directly, and even found an almost ridiculous excuse for himself, which was that in order to defeat the demons and psykers in the Warp, he needed to learn and understand the relevant knowledge.
As a result, as I learned more, my room was filled with various spell scrolls and magical instruments.
This is basically just like having a negative distance communication with a lady in the name of combating prostitution, which is pure self-deception.
However, this is just a small manifestation of Mortarion's countless bizarre thought processes.
Later, he was led by Typhas and had no choice but to throw himself into the arms of Nurgle, which made countless people complain that Typhas was the primarch of the Death Guard Legion, and Mortarion was only fit to be a company commander.
Because it’s really embarrassing.
Of all the Primarchs, he was the only Gene-Father to be overthrown by his inferiors.
After becoming Nurgle's lackey, Typhas completely ignored Mortarion's orders and acted alone, never taking the latter seriously from beginning to end.
Having reached this point, one can basically be given the title of "the shame of the Primarch".
Although in terms of personal strength, this guy should be ranked among the top few among the Primitives, and is a very capable fighter.
"What can I say now? I am just a pawn played by fate. Now that I have chosen this path, there is no turning back."
Mortarion took off the mask on his face, revealing a pale face covered with raised pimples.
Unlike other people who surrendered to Nurgle, he did not suffer from severe swelling, decay or mutation. It was just that his eyes seemed to have cataracts.
I don't know whether the Primarch's resistance was higher or Nurgle showed mercy.
"In that case, then embrace the true power of death and become my tool."
As the last word came out of her mouth, Jaina suddenly released a large amount of gray-white psychic energy symbolizing death, enveloping the entire Death Guard Corps.
Soon, the mutated, swollen and decayed parts of their bodies disappeared completely, replaced by undead bodies that looked somewhat shriveled and thin.
Especially the Demon Primarch, the skin and muscles on his face seemed to have lost blood and moisture and were tightly attached to his bones. His lips could not even completely cover his teeth, and he looked like a living mummy or skeleton.
As the bone-chilling chill spread, the Death Guard finally completed their transformation, and they all knelt on the ground and swore allegiance to the new god.
Especially Mortarion, who had finally obtained the coveted power of death, lowered his head with great humility for the first time, and there was no trace of rebelliousness in his eyes anymore.
Because Jaina is a god of death who favors order and will never allow even the slightest resistance or disobedience.
"Now I appoint you as the commander of the Scourge expeditionary force. You are responsible for leading the fleet to attack the Chaos forces and consume their strength at all costs."
Jaina gave direct orders to the Death Guard.
After all, becoming the God of Death is just the beginning. There are still many things to do next, and she needs someone to continue the war on her behalf.
This is also the main purpose of transforming this battle-hardened legion.
"As you wish, great goddess of death."
Mortarion made a low, hoarse sound, then slowly stood up, revealing a power mecha that had been transformed by rune magic and looked like a death knight's armor.
Not only him, but also the other Astartes warriors of the Death Guard Legion are like this.
With the power granted by Jaina, the Primarch who embraced death immediately began to summon the legion, gathering together all the undead creatures transformed from demons in the realm of death, and boarding the huge death fortress to drive towards the front line where fierce fighting was taking place.
Obviously, the real purpose of this move is to normalize and prolong the unprecedented subspace war, and gradually reduce dependence on external force input from the physical universe.
After Mortarion set off, Jaina asked Wa Banxian without even turning her head: "Based on the current casualties, how long do you think this war can last without the intervention of the master?"
After all, Shuoyou creatures originally possess powerful self-repair capabilities.
Even if they are severely damaged, they can still maintain the combat effectiveness of some of the expeditionary forces by devouring each other.
Furthermore, the corpses and spiritual energy left behind by those demons after their death will also provide some material and energy."
After a little thought, Vashtor gave an exact time.
"That means there is no need for us to rush, right?" Jaina continued to ask expressionlessly.
Vashtor answered without hesitation: "Yes, the ones who should be anxious now are Khorne, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh.
Because with the infusion of the power of order and the creation of the great oil sea by the father of New Phyrexia, they can no longer stir up warp storms as they please to affect the real universe as before.
Even the huge crack that tore the galaxy apart showed signs of healing.
In other words, as long as this war continues, the chaotic forces in the Warp will continue to shrink until they return to the state around the 30th millennium when humanity achieved unification.
What's more, the Soul Forge area that I rule is also producing various demon engines and war weapons day and night."
"Very good!" Jaina finally showed satisfaction after hearing this answer. "I will need 50 to 100 years to shape the Death Realm. The war and logistics will be left to you."
"No problem, this is exactly what I am good at."
Vashtor placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly to express his obedience and respect to the new goddess of death.
…
With the end of the Plague War, the death of the four Chaos Gods Nurgle, and the ascension of Jaina, Zuo Si finally achieved his goals through a series of plans and interventions.
同样的，罗伯特·基里曼也如愿让岌岌可危的人类帝国转危为安。
虽然仍旧还有阿巴顿、欧克兽人、泰伦虫族和太空死灵等威胁，但起码不用再担心来自亚空间的腐化，可以开始着手解决积累了长达万年、多如牛毛的内部问题。
如果说皇帝发动的大远征所建立的帝国是把一堆乱七八糟代码串联起来勉强可以运行的系统，那么现如今的帝国就是一个带着无数BUG修修补补运行了很久，一眼望去全都是屎山代码且处在崩溃边缘的系统。
即便是作为著名运营大师、奥特拉玛五百世界之主、第二帝国的创立者——罗伯特·基里曼，在认真看完了所有的资料之后也不由得沉默了。
尽管他早就预料到帝国现如今的行政和司法系统很烂，但却万万没料到烂到了如此惊世骇俗的程度。
其中臭名昭著的审判庭就不用说了，简直就是一个个魔怔人聚集地，最后结局要么是疯掉，要么是被混沌腐蚀。
但凡能精神正常干到退休，百分之百可以确认是在偷懒摸鱼。
行政系统更是基本除了确保税收之外基本啥都不管，任由行星总督和星区总督胡作非为。
许多地区超过半数以上的人口连基本生活保障都没有，只能像奴隶一样被束缚在工作岗位上没日没夜的干活，差不多三十五岁到四十岁就会被活活累死。
还有的更是随便被扣上一个罪名送去机械神教变成“机仆”或“湿件（人体器官，主要是大脑）”，再不就是作为灵魂货币送到左思那里去换取各种各样的货物与武器装备。
最要命的是，拥有如此庞大规模的帝国，日常行政办公使用的不是计算机，而是笔和纸张。
是的，你没看错。
如此强大的银河帝国统治居然是建立在原始的笔和纸张基础之上。
光是一个军团每日的开销、装备情况、物资补给、人员损失就得消耗几十页乃至数百页纸张进行记录。
如果再扩大到一个星球、一个星区、乃至整个帝国，对于统计和审核人员来说简直就是一场可怕的灾难。
综上所述，帝国的行政效率有多低、腐败程度和滥用执权有多严重可想而知。
之所以会出现这种魔幻的情况，一方面是出于对人工智能的极度不信任，另外一方面就是计算机系统非常容易遭到黑暗机械神教和亚空间力量的侵蚀。
注视着桌子上堆积如山的文件，还有大量触目惊心的记录，罗伯特·基里曼不由得扶着额头露出了一丝苦笑：“好吧，我现在明白索斯那句帝国能维持到今天完全就是一个奇迹的说法是什么意思了。
恐怕翻遍人类种族的历史都找不出一个像帝国这样残暴、冷酷、无情且极端的政权。
难怪会有那么多的人憎恨它主动选择投入混沌的怀抱。
如果不是有国教的维系，恐怕早就在此起彼伏的反抗中土崩瓦解。”
“您对帝国内部的局势感到失望了吗？”英杰菲利克斯小心翼翼的询问道。
罗伯特·基里曼轻轻摇了下头：“不，失望到没有，仅仅只是觉得帝国子民在这万年时间里承受了太多的苦难，而这其中有很大一部分都是皇帝和我们这些原体的过错。另外，关于靠近博塔斯星区一些行星总督报告的偷渡情况，你怎么看？”
“偷渡？”
菲利克斯微微愣了一下，紧跟着把目光投向办公桌右上角的那几份报告，随后露出无奈的表情。
“我觉得这应该是正常情况。
毕竟在那种偏远落后的地区，大部分殖民行星基本不是采取奴隶制就是农奴制或封建制。
底层民众就像是生活在黑暗与绝望之中。
以前由于周围的其他星球都是这个样子，所以他们压根没有其他的选择。
但是现在随着博塔斯星区的富庶与繁荣被越来越多的人知晓，还有越来越频繁的贸易活动，这些看到希望的平民自然会选择前往更好的地方讨生活。
我觉得站在个人的角度这无可厚非。
虽然可能在行星总督、审判庭和国教的眼中，所有的偷渡者都不够忠诚应该被处以极刑。”
不得不说，奥特拉玛五百世界不愧是人类帝国为数不多的灯塔。
换成其他地区出生的人就绝对不可能说出这样客观理性的话，而是会直接对偷渡者喊打喊杀。
罗伯特·基里曼显然很满意自己的基因子嗣有这样的立场，自顾自的继续说道：“可这些报告真正的有趣之处在于，所有出现偷渡情况的星球，其行星总督都开始或是主动、或是被迫改善民生。
其中有半数左右甚至废除了奴隶制和农奴制，并且大幅度下调税收比例。
很显然，这就是索斯提到的用脚投票。
按照他的理论，在文明的竞争中，如果一个政权无法做到让民众维持比较舒适体面的生活，那么人口就会大量的流失。
我想皇帝应该就是看到了这一点，所以才会允许他建立第二个人类政权。
如此一来，帝国就有可能通过这种竞争来完成对内部的改革。
当然，失败了也无所谓，反正就算帝国毁灭了人类文明也能以另外一种方式延续下去。”
“什么？那些贪婪的行星总督居然选择了退让而不是镇压！”
菲利克斯吃惊地张大了嘴巴，那眼神就像是看到了好战的绿皮兽人手拉着手唱歌跳舞一样。
“因为他们不敢暴力镇压，否则底层民众逃亡不仅不会停止反而会加剧。
当人口减少到一定程度，行星总督就会因为无法及时缴纳十一税而被处死。
以前的帝国由于是孤立的，即便是星区与星区之间也只能通过行商浪人来进行贸易，所以行星总督大多是有恃无恐。
因为平民根本没有机会接触到外面的世界，也没有能力反抗暴政。
但现在随着新法令的颁布，以及索斯所拥有的庞大运输舰队与生产制造能力，他可以同时跟许多星区保持频繁的贸易往来。
这也就意味着无论那些总督是否愿意，他们都必须面对一个现实，那就是他们不在享有对治下人口的绝对垄断权，而是必须与索斯进行竞争。”
说到这，罗伯特·基里曼突然停顿了一下，脸上更是浮现出一丝笑意。
“现在摆在总督面前只有两条路。
要么选择改善民生防止人口大量外流，要么躺平摆烂等着交不起十一税的时候被帝国问罪处决。
我想大多数人应该会选择前者。
而这会促使帝国内部的环境从高压状态趋于缓和。
另外，稳定的贸易会强化各个星球、星区之间的联系，让那些原本贫穷落后的地区获得发展机会，同时增加商业方面的税收。
所以颁布那条法令之后虽然表面上帝国损失了大量的人口，可实际上对整体而言却是有好处的。
我可以先不去理会那些总督，而是着手拆分审判庭的权利，让扭曲病态的司法系统恢复正常。
然后再让正常的司法系统去监督官僚体系。
这样一来用不了多久帝国就能逐渐走出黑暗的第四十个千年。”
很显然，对于帝国摄政来说，目前有两个最麻烦的机构需要解决，一个是审判庭，另外一个就是国教。
前者代表着不受制约的恐怖权力，只要理由正当审判官差不多可以为所欲为，无论是突然踹开门不经审判杀死房间里的所有人，还是要求高领主议会签署一份灭绝令。
后者则是涉及到超过百分之九十九以上人口的宗教信仰和意识形态。
无论想要对哪一个进行改革都相当于是在趟雷区。
英杰菲利克斯小心翼翼的提醒道：“拆分审判庭可不是一件容易的事情，我认为您最好谨慎一点，不然的话可是会出大乱子的。”
“别担心，我已经赢得了禁军的支持，而禁军是唯一一个不需要看审判庭脸色的军团。”
罗伯特·基里曼脸上浮现出自信的微笑。
如果说这趟旅程他最大的收获是什么，那无疑就是向所有人证明了自己就是代表人类之主的意志。
所以向来唯皇帝命令是从的禁军二话不说倒头就拜。
在泰拉有了禁军的全力支持意味着什么？ 意味着无论做什么都有最强大的武力保障！ 也正因为如此，罗伯特·基里曼才敢对帝国内部最大的权力机构审判庭动手。
不过可以预见，享受了长达万年不受监管权力的审判庭绝对不会甘心就这样跌落神坛。
他们内部的高层必然会像之前的高领主议会一样做最后的拼死一搏。
至于究竟会发生什么没人知道。
但可以确定的是在泰拉必然会上演一出权力争夺的好戏。
当然，这些都跟左思没有太大关系了。
At present, he is working with Jinji Tasha to study the fragments of the Star God sent back by the Planeswalker.
"How about it, have you figured out what this thing is?"
Zuo Si asked as he stared at the big hand of the shiny oil incarnation placed on the experimental table.
Jinji Tasha answered very straightforwardly: "Yes, I have almost figured it out.
I have to say that the Star God is really a very wonderful life form.
The first thing that can be confirmed is that they are not real gods. They have neither divine essence nor divine power. All the power they display comes from the original cosmic energy.
In other words, the Star Gods and the Infinity Gems are actually somewhat similar. Although there are differences in strength, they all represent one or several permissions.
Although I haven't figured out why they devour stars and mortal souls, I can confirm that it is definitely not for survival.
Most importantly, I can use some magic and devices to remove the remaining consciousness inside so that it can be used by you."
"You mean... to make this fragment into equipment or props similar to the Infinity Stones?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.
“That’s right.
I plan to refine it and make it into a gem.
However, since your spark has not yet connected to that universe, it can only be given to the Shuoyou incarnation for use.
Besides that, I hope to collect more Star God fragments for more in-depth research.
If possible, it would be best to have a complete star god.
This is really important.
If we can find a way to perfect the Star God, then Shuoyou can go one step further and gain the supreme power to perfect all existence in the multiverse."
When saying this, Jinjitasha's tone was full of excitement and excitement.
Because to him, the Star God fragments were simply the most incredible creations among all the life-related objects he had studied.
Although in terms of strength, the Star Gods may not be as powerful as the Titans in the universe where the planet Azeroth is located, nor are they as powerful as the humans who have awakened their bloodline power in the world of Sanctuary.
But this cannot conceal its unique existence and life form.
"A complete star god..."
Zuo Si touched his chin and the name of the "outsider" Saranoga first came to his mind.
Because this is the only complete star god in the Warhammer universe, and it is now turning into a Dyson sphere floating in the outer periphery of the Milky Way.
The reason was that this guy had hallucinations caused by the Eldar God of Laughter Xigaoqi, and he mistook the rest of the star gods for the Eldar gods in disguise. As a result, after eating them, his mind was filled with the mumbling of the dead star gods, and he fell into a state of mental confusion.
The Tyranids happened to pass by him when they invaded the galaxy, and were so scared that they took a big detour.
As for the other Star Gods, they were basically either eaten in the process of infighting, or shattered into pieces by the backstabs of the Necrons, and the pieces were shattered very, very thoroughly.
Belisarius Cawl alone discovered a dozen or so C'tan shard-powered battery packs in the Lighthouse of Sosa.
One can imagine how ruthless the Necrons were in order to prevent them from gathering together and resurrecting.
Some of the Star God fragments that have gathered together and possess enough intelligence have even merged into a dozen or even dozens of pieces.
Therefore, if you want to get a complete star god, the "outsider" Saranoga is almost the only choice.
But the problem is that Zuo Si is not sure whether his Shuoyou incarnation can beat this guy.
After all, another person who was known as the strongest star god, Nightbringer, frightened the Ancient Sage so much that he almost peed his pants when he first showed up, which shows how powerful he is.
Just as he was pondering whether to give it a try, Jinjitaxia had already completed the separation of the consciousness of the Star God fragment, peeling the essence of the fragment from the metal hand, and gradually shaping it into a gem emitting a silver translucent glow.
However, this gem seems to be unstable, always switching between solid and liquid.
The latter took quite a while to gradually solidify it.
Finally, this gem that shone like mercury slowly fell into Zuo Si's palm.
"Great Father of New Phyrexia, now the authority to control all power in the universe belongs to you."
Jinji Tasha bent down solemnly and bowed deeply.
“Well done.
As a recognition of your recent research results, I allow you to go to the Warhammer universe to communicate with Vashtor.
All your questions concerning the Warp and the C'tan can be discussed with him.
I think he should know something about this.”
Zuo Si fiddled with the gem, feeling the power contained in it, and decisively gave the Blue Demon Judge the reward he wanted most.