Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Chapter 579 Falling into the Abyss of the Demon World

'How long has it been...'

In the darkness, Lin Heng asked himself a question, slowly extending his spiritual tendrils to try to explore the outside of the meteorite that enveloped him.

He didn't know how long he had been in semi-dormancy, but he was clear that his sudden awakening seemed to be a manifestation of his spiritual awareness caused by some kind of anomaly that was about to occur.

Since being swept up by the subspace turbulence caused by the ship's explosion, he has been lost in this sea of ​​consciousness.

After a period of time, he finally stabilized his mind and body in the torrent of the subspace and even tried to use his psychic powers to escape his suffering.

However, the power of chaos erased all traces of the real world, and coupled with his severe internal injuries, he had no energy to escape the attraction of the subspace.

The rampant chaotic forces relentlessly assaulted his body and soul, trying to drag him into an endless abyss.

As the distorted curtain of reality receded further and further away from him, Lin Heng thought for a moment that he should just drift away like this.

Drifting towards the boundless abyss, falling towards that dazzling chaos.

Even as he saw yet another mark of the evil god illuminated, a slight ripple still stirred within him.

He endured the pain and mobilized his spiritual energy to envelop himself, his body, his mind, and his soul.

In this raging sea of ​​spirit, it was like a first-time warp voyage, like a lone boat adrift in a storm.

However, she wasn't as weak, helpless, or pitiful as she had been the first time...

It was a mark with a predominantly pinkish-purple tone, the main body of which resembled a fusion of male and female gender symbols.

The rings, crescents, and lunulae are filled with short, sharp spikes, revealing long, split tongues that seem to carry a fishy smell.

'A tragic love affair...eroticism...degradation...'

Lin Heng pondered to himself, silently comprehending the message conveyed by this symbol.

Beneath the sub-space-inspired packaging, the positive symbolism conveyed by this logo is the ultimate sensory experience.

It is the kind of expression that pursues beauty and art from multiple perspectives, which can provide endless creative vitality.

However, what is secretly tainted is addictive depravity and moral decay, with the pursuit of pleasure leading to physical deformities and spiritual emptiness.

The line between pleasure and pain is so blurred that the ultimate aesthetic expression becomes a tool for self-destruction.

"call..."

Lin Heng let out a long sigh, and the warm air transformed into swaying bubbles amidst the endless chaotic power.

The tremors of the subspace transformed into a terrifying shriek that erupted directly into the mind.

The substances originating from himself were alienated and came to attack him, while other things relentlessly invaded him.

The situation is already at its worst. Even with so many problems, there's still a chance to turn things around.

Now that the sixth dimension has illuminated the fifth dimension, the final "energy" will likely only be available to emperors.

The Eldar, the Tau, the Undead, or even the Navashtors, or any other beings that might contend for the Great Dao, can only occupy the second tier.

He is currently a top contender for a seat, but unfortunately, it will be a long time before he flips the table.

Lin Heng had no choice but to close his eyes and use his spiritual energy to wrap his body up again and again, capturing the meteorite in the endless fall.

On one hand, it was to prevent the chaotic power from accelerating its alienation. On the other hand, it was also to protect oneself from the gaze of those warp creatures.

Now, all he can do is ponder, ponder the essence of the rest of existence, and ponder how everything should proceed.

The lack of a sense of time allowed him to awaken again, and under this subtle influence, he even became familiar with and adapted to the raging storm.

Although the unpurified chaotic power distorted his physical body, causing his skin to ripple like the surface of the sea.

However, this also made his understanding of the warp clearer and his perception of the flowing psionic energy more distinct.

'open.'

A gap slowly opened in the hundreds-of-meters-wide meteorite cluster, and a chaotic, distorted power swept in, carrying with it a jumble of information.

'What is it?'

As Lin Heng awoke, he stretched his body, his active spiritual energy radiating a slow, gentle glow on the half-remaining elven armor.

He is no longer like the flickering candle in the wind or the lone boat at the beginning; now he seems to have merged with the subspace.

They seemed to have a harmonious relationship like mother and son, but the mother was so greedy that she wanted to devour her offspring, and the child was just as rebellious that he wanted to destroy his mother.

'Star Torch?'

Lin Heng sensed a surge of spiritual energy, an aura that represented another life form.

As dazzling as a star, the radiant light of the soul pierced through the veil between reality and illusion.

In the spiritual sea of ​​the subspace, a dazzling beam of light shot into the sky; such a phenomenon was definitely a product of the real space.

As the distant beam of light shot out, battle cries filled with conviction resounded throughout the entire sea of ​​spirit.

Although the chorus of souls was very far away, this soul power that transcended time and space conveyed certain messages with unparalleled clarity.

'Lin Heng, keep living, the Khan has awakened.'

Lin Heng was greatly encouraged and released his spiritual energy tentacles without hesitation to explore the distant heavens and earth.

The surrounding chaotic energy immediately surged towards the breach, like a lake bursting its banks, desperately trying to tear everything apart.

As Lin Heng overcomes the barriers of distance and time, the invasion of subspace is also clearly embracing his body.

Large, dark pupils opened on Lin Heng's forehead, but the price he paid was the dissolution of his left eye.

However, the result was also gratifying. Through this widely publicized message, which also exposed his life and death, he found the key point that the Laughing God had been trying to make.

The reflections in those black pupils varied in height, build, and physique; some were male, some female, and some were human, as were some spirits.

The soul colors displayed by those figures were all different, but it was clear that the vast majority of them were exceptionally powerful.

However, three of them are the most intriguing, not in terms of strength, but in terms of the fact that one is completely gray and black, like a black hole.

One is vaguely discernible, seemingly fused with the subspace. And another, an existence that tries to hide but shares the same origin as him.

'They're all still alive...'

Lin Heng smiled with relief, and in the next millisecond, hundreds of star-like words burst forth.

A constellation of stars shines, yet it is one person who truly radiates brilliance; the dazzling brilliance is solely due to the unwavering resolve of that one person.

Once, twice, three times, the quantity increased each time, and the magnitude increased each time, until the chaotic radiation filling the sky immediately became magnificent.

Lin Heng had to pull chestnuts out of the fire, and only by using a method like "whale swallowing tiger's roar" could he quickly and steadily convert spiritual energy.

Sensing the use of such energy, the turbulent chaotic space became even more active and frenzied, spreading its influence towards the exposed body.

Sensing the area on his body that was being stained, Lin Heng immediately fell silent and controlled the meteorite cluster to envelop it once more.

This time, however, he will not remain silent. He releases his psionic tentacles, dragging the meteor shower towards the abyss at an accelerated descent.

...

"Station Master, the Dark Mechanicus has sent a warning: Level 7 Lambda-class."

It is said that a meteorite cluster is approaching the outer edge of our planet.

Calculations and analysis suggest that those meteorites may have affected the protective effect of the Geller force field...

"Alright, shut up."

Before the soldier could finish speaking, the station commander, who was stationed at the space station, waved his tentacle-covered arm and interrupted him:

"How long have you been hiding in this sect, Fuxing? When have any of the meteorite attacks you warned about ever actually happened?"

Even a small breeze from a subspace storm can turn the inside of a meteorite into the outside.

Besides, we don't even know where the shells will go after they leave the Gellért field.

This is the warp, this is the demon world. Big Head, you have two heads now, how come your imperial mindset hasn't changed at all?

"That's a tumor..."

While the soldiers muttered amongst themselves, the station chief continued to lecture the other personnel who had just arrived at Jiaofuxing.

"This is the world of demons. We are deep in the warp, and the power of chaos permeates every inch of space outside the planet."

Without the protection of the Gellér force field above us, we would be reduced to dust in an instant; death would be the best outcome, of course.

You don't want to become one of those Chaos Eggs in the sacrificial grounds, do you?

Everyone shook their heads in unison. Seeing that the desired effect had been achieved, the officer then changed the subject, saying:

"Well, although the observable distance in subspace is pitifully small, it would still take three or four days for a cluster of meteorites to drift over."

It's okay..."

As the officer watched the two-headed soldier raise his hands, the tentacles on his body involuntarily became tangled.

What's going on?

"Sir... the Dark Mechanicus seems to have upgraded its crisis level; it's now at level 9, Yota level."

"So fast?!"

While surprised, the officer felt he had lost face, but he still knew what was important and what was urgent.

"What are you waiting for? Get back to work and locate us!"

The space station's soldiers immediately took action, deploying interception devices at designated locations according to the data from the Dark Mechanicus.

Floating mines, containing numerous psionic and demonic skulls, swayed in the warp as they slowly drifted toward the abyss.

The barrier composed of hundreds of floating mines is almost invisible from space; only the most precise calculations can intercept enemy forces in this sea of ​​consciousness.

Twelve hours later, as they watched the floating mines reach their designated orbits, the soldiers on the space station seemed to feel a sense of security.

"Keep an eye on it; the Mechanicus will send a message saying the alarm has been lifted soon."

"Damn it, they've already launched so many interceptor torpedoes, aren't they afraid a storm will blow them all over their mother's planet one day?"

The stationmaster then lay down on the still trembling mass of flesh, waiting for a report that nothing had happened.

I don't know what happened, but I usually have trouble falling asleep because of my environment. But today, as soon as I closed my eyes, I was fast asleep within two minutes.

The oppressive yet unevolved architecture left him feeling dazed.

The burly figures of the legal department arbitrators, accompanied by auxiliary police officers, stood like city walls, blocking out the sunlight as they roamed the streets and alleys.

The stationmaster smoothed his hair, shielding himself from the arbitrator's piercing gaze.

Amidst the roar, the transport ship delivered the supplies to the enormous merchant spaceship, and the stationmaster, still dazed, pulled out his information card and went through security.

"name."

“Famas. Ilan Famas.”

Which department did you join?

"Merchant Shipping Security Department, Space Early Warning Group."

During his time off, he lingered in the entertainment venues on the merchant ship, oblivious to the difference between day and night, as if time were stretched out infinitely.

But real time slips away quietly, and those beautiful dreams vanish in an instant.

When the alarm pierced our eardrums, when the subspace index exceeded the limit, when the traitorous warship that had been lying in ambush suddenly appeared before us.

Everything was plunged into despair.

He still remembers the horror of the mutant who knocked him unconscious; the armored carapace and overgrown flesh had merged into one, it wasn't human anymore...

All supplies were taken away without leaving anything behind. As for the people, those who did not bow their heads were used as sacrificial offerings, while those who bowed their heads were relegated to the demon world to struggle for survival.

Fortunately, he was lucky; he shouted that the false emperor should be executed and escaped from the slaves.

He still remembers the resentful look in the eyes of his former stationmaster when he plotted to kill him after drifting aimlessly for three years.

He might be a bit harsh with his words, but in real life he still takes good care of Da Tou and the others.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to lie safely on this fleshy bed and get a full night's sleep...

"Stationmaster! Stationmaster!"

"Damn...stop yelling...my head really hurts...I was having such a hazy dream, what was it again?"

Famas was furious when he saw Big Head; he had finally managed to get a good night's sleep, but it had been interrupted.

He looked at Big Head's head, which resembled a buttock, and was about to curse when he suddenly realized that the other person didn't seem to look like that in his dream...

"What's wrong again! A meteor shower?"

"Station commander! The Nanana meteor shower has flashed; the interceptor torpedoes failed to stop it!"

"Aren't there two layers of safety torpedoes? Why aren't they there?"

Big Head's two heads were wobbling, and Famas felt like his own head was about to split in two.

"Damn it, just consider yourself unlucky. The warp isn't helping us today... When the hell has it ever helped us?"

Ground interception is handled by the mechanical training system and ground forces; our job is simply to ensure the space station doesn't fall into the asteroid belt's orbit.

Big Head nodded, then shook his head, his two basketball-sized tumors making a cracking sound.

"Stationmaster, based on the psionic calculations of my two brains, our station is likely in grave danger."

"Fuck you!"

The stationmaster smacked Big Head on the head.

"With your psychic abilities, you're just a half-baked expert, all talk and no action. Stop jinxing me."

Big Head scratched his head and took a half step back. Although he was very unwilling, what the stationmaster said was true.

However, this time his premonition was stronger than ever before, and he wondered if it was related to subspace activities.

Maybe my skill level has improved again...maybe I'll be able to take a position at the church soon.

Da Tou silently hoped that he could also achieve great success and become a powerful figure among psionicists.

Unfortunately, all of this is just wishful thinking, an illusion given to you by the subterranean world to lure you into depravity.

Given his level of ability, he couldn't even grasp the fleeting glimpses of the stars that preceded him; he could only live in unfulfilled longing, in the shadow of those in high positions.

As the star language vanishes, the vast majority will be corrupted and destroyed by the turbulent psionic currents, while some will passively receive the falling star language.

The words that suddenly rang out might just be vague encrypted information, or mysterious messages that are too low-level to decipher.

However, there are always people who can decipher the meaning of these star languages, one of whom is someone whose spiritual energy level and application surpass Lin Heng's.

Another possibility is that the essence of the subspace transcends him.

The message was rushing through the abstract ocean currents, and a huge black shadow silently swept across the sky.

Xingyu was grabbed and instantly refined. The exploding starlight could not illuminate the person's entire body, only revealing a glimpse of their shadow.

A fleeting shadow in the air, that mysterious being, like a dragon roaming in chaos, flickered toward the direction from which Xingyu had come.