pjbooks Chapter 73 Father, Son, and Dog
Chapter 73 Father, Son, and Dog
Subspace.
The vast amount of extreme emotions in the real universe—fear, hatred, rage, lust—flowed in like a burst dam through that permanent fissure. The four gods greedily drank in this long-awaited rain, and their depleted power was recovering and expanding at an unprecedented rate.
"Ah...how sweet..." Slaanesh sighed with satisfaction.
"Kill! More!" Khorne roared, his blood-red divine body becoming increasingly solid.
"Growth... decay... cycle..." Nurgle watched with pleasure as pustules grew within his domain.
If things continue like this, rebuilding the divine kingdom and even launching a counterattack against that "monster" in the warp seems no longer out of reach.
Amidst this ecstasy, Tzeentch appeared before the three gods with an undisguised, cunning smile.
"Gentlemen, look what surprise I've found!" His voice was filled with the triumph of discovering a treasure.
The three gods looked over and saw that Tzeentch was holding a faint, tiny point of soul light in his fingertips, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.
"That's it?" Khorne's contempt was almost tangible. "Such a petty soul isn't even enough to fill a tooth gap!"
"I don't want one either. They're too thin and weak; they won't develop a healthy carbuncle," Nagou shook his head in a muffled voice.
Slaanesh simply said it casually.
"He is not worthy to enter my kingdom, Tzeentch, you must be hungry."
Faced with the mockery and ridicule of the other three gods, Tzeentch showed no sign of dejection or anger, only letting out a cold laugh.
"Those three idiots! This soul may be weak, but he encountered that monster in the real universe before he died..."
Before Tzeentch could finish speaking, the other three gods were shocked just by hearing this, staring in disbelief at the soul in Tzeentch's hand.
"This piece of trash? He actually managed to get in touch with that monster?"
"His strength is far too weak!"
Are you sure it's true?
Tzeentch waved the soul in his hand at them.
"Do you all remember the first wisp of power I possessed when I attached myself to that monster? It was attached to him, and his memories can't be faked!"
As he spoke, Tzeentch exerted a slight force in his hand, and the soul in his hand instantly shattered into fragments.
Immediately afterwards, the memories carried in the souls of the four gods began to play out before their eyes like a slideshow.
"My name is Cheng Yong..."
"I have a guy I really hate, his name is Xu Yuan, he's my college classmate..."
Cheng Yong's memories from childhood to adulthood were revealed to the Four Gods like peeling back layers of an onion.
It wasn't until they saw Cheng Yong flee overseas that the other three gods began to look at Jianqi with strange eyes.
Your power has chosen a loser?
Tzeentch was also somewhat embarrassed and had no choice but to offer a forced explanation.
"Failure is only temporary. Even the most foolish person, with my power, will not fail forever."
The memories continue to play.
He fled overseas, launched a media war, clashed with Xu Yuan from afar, and then revealed his location...
Even with Tianqi's thick skin, he was starting to lose face!
How stupid is this guy?
How dare they reveal their address when facing that monster?
Until all the memories have been seen.
The subspace fell into a deathly silence.
Khorne and Nurgle's massive bodies seemed to freeze. Slaanesh's eternally alluring smile froze completely, transforming into a bizarre, distorted expression, as if he had swallowed a fly.
Tzeentch was already beginning to regret his actions.
I regret not watching it first before showing it to the other three gods.
How embarrassing!
He had always thought that there was a limit to human stupidity...
"I say, Tzeentch..." Slaanesh's voice held an unprecedented hesitation, "Are you sure this memory... wasn't deliberately created by that monster to humiliate us?"
They had all personally experienced the monster's power.
In Cheng Yong's memory, the other person was just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who needed to fight for a stable job to make a living.
This is just as outrageous as someone enrolling in a "Shanggong Education" course to prepare for a civil service exam, and even applying for "pay after learning"...
Moreover, what made them most uneasy was that Cheng Yong, until his death, believed that the monster had also awakened a superpower...
The only reliable information is that the monster's name in the material universe is Wish.
But what's the use of that?
Could it be that they can curse that monster by its name?
If they had that ability, why didn't they just kill the monster directly?
Don't you like it?
Tzeentch looked embarrassed and tried to change the subject.
"Well, let's cultivate our own Chosen Ones as soon as possible. Then, we can project our will onto them and go to the material universe to see for ourselves, right?"
no way.
Although the barrier between the warp and the material universe has been broken down, the souls of those who die in the material universe may enter the warp.
But it's only a possibility; the probability is incredibly low.
Moreover, even if a soul did drift in, the veracity of the information it possessed remains to be verified.
"No problem, my first chosen one will be born soon."
His tone finally became excited when he mentioned Slaanesh.
"I never imagined that the material universe would have naturally occurring Slaanesh beings, not only father and son working together, but even dogs..."
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The real world.
The entire Great Xia Dynasty was now operating smoothly, like a machine running at full capacity.
Bevy was the first to be affected.
Time waits for no one. The moment the Great Xia announced the establishment of the Human Alliance, dozens of small countries applied to join.
After the meeting ended, she didn't even have time to eat before starting her work.
The courtroom, on the other hand, needs to start from scratch.
Fortunately, the superhumans had already registered with local police stations in various places.
What she had to do was invite these extraordinary individuals into the courtroom and assemble an army to help the countries that had applied to join the Human Alliance to clean up the infected.
Superhumans scattered across the country began receiving notifications to fly to Star City from all over the country.
After gathering in Star City, they will form small teams and fly to the human alliance countries to help them clear the rampant infected hordes.
As for making a wish...
At this moment, he was staring blankly at Lao Xu and Xiao Meng, who were bursting with enthusiasm for their work.
An hour ago, Bevy sent a message saying that the Spark Academy and the Wish Sect were about to be officially established, and asked the two of them to prepare a speech.
The two of them then got busy.
This apocalypse has changed the world and everyone's life; everyone has their own things to do.
It seems that only my own life hasn't changed at all.
Xu Yuan lay listlessly on the sofa and scrolled through his phone for a while.
Nowadays, video platforms are filled with news promoting how making a wish can help human civilization survive the apocalyptic crisis, or the latest developments regarding the overseas infected crisis.
Most of the smaller countries did announce their joining the Human Alliance, but the larger countries were clearly not giving up.
In a certain city in Baixiang, the entire street was covered with a dark green fungal carpet, and the infected organisms had taken over the street.
At the end of the street, local troops are confronting the infected.
Even with the army's best efforts, they could only seal off the nearby streets. Once someone entered the area, even if they were wearing protective gear, they would be infected in a very short time, and their bodies would turn into zombies.
Having fought against Nurgle Infested before, I know how terrifying this creep is; it's everywhere and can only be burned away with mental power or black flames.
The fungal carpet will continue to expand outwards, and ordinary methods are simply ineffective in dealing with it.
It was only a matter of time before it fell.
In one neighborhood in Europe, a series of self-destructive acts have been committed.
The Khorne's infected have gathered here, indiscriminately attacking their surroundings...
If they are severely injured, these Khorne's infected will self-destruct, with the force of the explosion comparable to a small bomb...
Even so, those in power still harbor illusions, talking about democracy and freedom while secretly clinging to their former power and status...
However, when Xu Yuan saw the video of the Khorne infected, he suddenly thought of someone else.
Zhao Guoqiang is "resurrected"!
Wasn't he infected because he was injured by the self-destruction of the terrorism-infected body?
"Holy crap!" Xu Yuan jumped up from the sofa with a start. "Did I... completely forget about him?!"