"Take Horus away!" Yang Cheng shouted angrily. He held the Emperor's Sword in his hand and stood on the side of the eye of the storm. This originally infinite space had now become fragmented due to the fierce battle.

Time and space seemed to have lost their meaning in this storm, and everything was swallowed up by chaos.

The fierce battle between the Four Chaos Gods and Yang Cheng and Neos ended with both sides being seriously injured.

"Father?"

Horus slowly raised his head and stared at the tall golden figure in front of him. Yang Cheng was standing there quietly at this moment, his eyes were like torches, tightly locking onto Horus.

"I'm leaving now. This mortal body can't bear my power." Neos' voice echoed in the void. Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared like a flash of golden lightning. The mortal woman possessed by him also turned into ashes at the same moment, as if she had never existed.

"It's time to go, Horus." Yang Cheng took a deep breath and pulled Horus up. His body was suddenly ignited by a powerful golden spiritual energy, which burned like a flame and enveloped him.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Cheng's body melted quickly like a lit candle.

However, the golden psychic energy did not dissipate, but condensed into a solid shield, tightly attached to Horus.

By this time, Abaddon had already fled the battlefield, and luckily managed to save his life under the protection of the Four Chaos Gods.

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Bad news came from the warp.

Abaddon, the commander of the Black Legion, almost ascended to the Chaos Realm. Due to his long-term blessing, his blood was as viscous as oil, and his heart was several times larger than that of an ordinary Astartes.

There were injuries all over his body, and the power of chaos made him fatter, making his muscles as hard as those of a giant beast.

It is reported that the Warmaster relies on a large amount of Chaos Blessing to sustain his life every day, and his whole body is filled with various blessings.

The Warmaster's current situation is such that the Warband Apothecary was silent, the Slaanesh Lord burst into tears, and Kahn and other Chaos Space Marines called the Warmaster invincible.

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throne world

Holy Terra

Yang Cheng brought Horus back to the palace with a serious expression. He was secretly thinking about the situation of Horus' expedition and the abnormal behavior of the four gods.

When they entered the palace, Yang Cheng decisively ordered Abaddon and Loken to take over Horus' expeditionary fleet to ensure stability of the situation.

"Fuck, there is definitely something wrong with these four gods!" Yang Cheng cursed in a low voice. He was very puzzled and worried about the power of the four gods.

He could feel that the power of the Four Gods had been strengthened, and more than just a little.

Then, Yang Cheng tightly grasped Horus' arm and walked straight to the throne room without hesitation.

Under the strict guard of a group of imperial guards in golden armor, the door of the throne room slowly opened with a heavy sound.

Yang Cheng appeared at the door, his eyes as sharp as torches, fixed on Neos who was sitting high on the golden throne.

Neos' figure seemed a little blurry against the backdrop of the throne, but Yang Cheng could still clearly see his pale face and dim eyes.

"Yang Cheng..."

A low voice came from Neos's speaker. This voice was completely different from the loud and majestic voice of the past. At this moment, Neos' voice was low, as if his life was about to come to an end.

"Nyos..."

Yang Cheng walked straight to the platform and silently stared at the dry bones on the golden throne in front of him.

Golden spiritual energy was being extracted by the pipe connected to the throne, and the light on Neos' body gradually dimmed.

"Tell me, what's wrong with you?" Yang Cheng asked softly.

"Just a small matter..." Neos's low and weak voice came from his speaker.

"My current affairs are not important, the future of mankind is more important."

"The invasion of the Tyranids and the growing strength of Chaos," Neos continued.

"Tell me, what happened?"

"Your psychic power..."

Golden light emanated from Yang Cheng's pupils. He glanced at the machine on the golden throne and found that the machine was out of control and the speed of extracting Neos' spiritual energy was increasing.

"Tell me what happened."

"It doesn't matter. All you have to do is ensure that humanity continues when the end comes."

"No matter what, even your life."

Neos' skull slowly rose up, and a line of tears flowed from his eye sockets that had turned to bones.

Neos recalled what he had done in the rivers of Asia Minor tens of thousands of years ago.

At that time, I didn’t realize what would happen in the future, nor did I realize that I would support the entire human race.

"Yang Cheng, I want to ask you..."

"What would happen if I stood up from the Golden Throne?"

Neos' question stunned Yang Cheng for a moment. He obviously didn't guess why Neos suddenly asked this question.

"You will... become a god?"

Neos's skeleton nodded slowly and said, "Yes, I endured ten thousand years of torture on the Golden Throne just for this."

"I gave up the chance to become a god just to prevent humans from following in the footsteps of the spirit race."

"If it were you, Yang Cheng..."

"Would you like to become a god? Or sit on the golden throne and endure eons of torture?"

Yang Cheng and Neos' eyes interacted in space, and Yang Cheng's golden pupils quietly stared at the empty eye sockets of Neos in front of him.

"I will not become a god, because humans are far greater than so-called gods."

"Is that so?"

"Then what do you think of the Imperial Truth that I once wrote?" Neos continued to ask.

"The Imperial Truth is certainly necessary, but it is not the right time yet."

"In a world like this with the subspace and demons, in a sense, they are also a form of science."

"Though completely denying them can effectively stop their thoughts on the real universe, it cannot stop the Four Chaos Gods."

"The great game of the Four Gods cannot be stopped by the Imperial Truth alone."

"Faith is also a kind of power. It is this power that has brought mankind from the dark Horus Heresy to where we are today."

Yang Cheng looked at Neos quietly, and the two of them just stared at each other silently.

"If one day, I am going to die on this golden throne, what will you do?"

"I will take your place, sit on your throne, and protect mankind for billions of years." Yang Cheng looked at Neos firmly and said.

"Is this so..."

"That's really great, ahahahaha!"

"Yang Cheng, you don't think I'm really going to die, do you? Hahaha! Look at you! I'm the Lord of Humanity! How could I die?"

A burst of laughter came from Neos's speaker, but this time he was answered by Yang Cheng's silence.