With the death of the Hive Mind, the Warp did not return to peace, but instead triggered even more violent turmoil.

Yang Cheng was suspended in the void, his body no longer maintained a human form, his skin gradually became transparent, and what flowed under his blood vessels was no longer blood, but concentrated subspace energy, as black as ink, yet flickering with star-like light.

His pupils completely disappeared, leaving only two rotating dark whirlpools in his eye sockets, as if they could swallow up all light.

"boom--!"

The storm of the Warp gathered around him, and endless energy poured into his body like a tsunami.

His bones were reorganizing, his muscles were expanding, and ancient runes were emerging on the surface of his skin.

That was the mark of the God of Destruction, a sign of his ascension to godhood. His figure continued to twist and expand, and a dark sun vaguely emerged behind him, radiating not light but pure nothingness.

"I knew it……"

Neos, the supreme ruler of the human empire and the master of the golden throne, is now standing on the other side of the void, his golden armor shining in the chaos of the warp.

His face was stern, but there was a rare hint of regret in his eyes.

"My friend, you have finally come to this point."

His voice was low and heavy, as if carrying thousands of years of regret.

"But this time, I won't lose you again."

Neos knew that his body was already at the end of its strength, and now he could only try his best to fulfill his previous prophecy.

On the other side, Yang Cheng's consciousness was being devoured by Mara.

He could feel his strength growing wildly, and the energy of the subspace seemed to have found a home, continuously pouring into his soul.

His mind was being reshaped, human emotions were fading, replaced by an endless hunger - a hunger for power, for destruction, and for eternity.

"No...no..."

His will struggled, but the whispers of Chaos had already seeped into his soul.

"Accept it...become one of us..."

"You will rise above the mundane, above all things..."

"Becoming the fifth god..."

Four terrifying gazes came from the depths of the Warp - they were the Four Chaos Gods watching him.

Khorne, the embodiment of blood and war, grins on the Skull Throne, eager for his brothers to bring more bloodshed.

Tzeentch, the weaver of trickery and change, whispers in the endless maze, expecting the power of his brother to bring more chaos to the universe.

Nurgle, the source of decay and plague, cackled in the garden, hoping that his brother could bring life to the entire universe.

Slaanesh, the king of pleasure and depravity, watched lazily in his palace, expecting his brother to become the greatest pleasure.

"Behold, a new brother is about to be born."

"What kind of destruction will he bring?"

"What a beautiful fall..."

The whispers of the four gods echoed in every corner of the warp, and Yang Cheng's body had expanded to a scale almost like that of a god. His existence itself began to distort reality, and the laws of the warp collapsed before him.

Neos knew that if this continued, Yang Cheng would be completely promoted to a god and become the fifth Chaos Evil God.

Once this happens, the human empire will no longer have hope - an evil god made of humans is far more terrifying than any alien god.

"I can't... let you become one of them."

His voice was low and firm, and golden psychic energy suddenly burst out, like a real sun rising in the warp.

"Malcador, I've come to see you."

"boom--!"

Neos turned into a dazzling golden light and instantly tore apart the dark spiritual energy around Yang Cheng.

His speed transcended time, leaving a burning trail in the chaos of the warp.

"Look at me! Yang Cheng!"

His fist burned with the wrath of an emperor as he slammed hard into Yang Cheng's chest.

"boom--!!!"

The golden and black spiritual energies collided, and time and space were completely torn apart at this moment.

The veil of the warp was torn apart, and fragments of the real universe flew around like glass.

Yang Cheng's body was knocked back by the blow, his black sun shook violently, and the flow of energy in the subspace was briefly interrupted.

His consciousness struggled between chaos and clarity, and those dark vortex eyes briefly regained clarity.

"Ne…os…?"

There was a hint of confusion in his voice, like someone waking up from a nightmare.

But the next second, the whispers of chaos overwhelmed him again.

"kill him……"

"Devouring his power..."

"You are more powerful than him..."

Yang Cheng's expression turned ferocious again, black spiritual energy covered his face, and the decision of whether to become a god lingered in his head.

In an instant, his arms suddenly raised up, and the black spiritual energy turned into countless spikes, instantly piercing through Neos' body.

"Pfft——!"

Yang Cheng looked directly at Neos with a distorted face. This time, Yang Cheng became even more hateful and distorted, but Neos did not retreat.

"You...are still...my brother..."

"Tell me! What you should do!"

"Your duty is not yet complete!"

He grabbed Yang Cheng's arm tightly, and golden spiritual energy flowed into Yang Cheng's body through the wound.

"wake up!"

Yang Cheng's brain exploded in severe pain, and the chaotic whispers were forcibly suppressed. Deep in his consciousness, a familiar voice sounded -

[Warning! The host's mind is being distorted! ]

【Initiate emergency protocol! 】

That was his system, the power that had helped him countless times. At this moment, it was resonating with Neos's psychic power, forcibly pulling his soul back to reality.

"no no……!"

Yang Cheng roared, his body began to collapse, and the black spiritual energy scattered like a torn curtain.

The four gods of the Warp roared in anger.

"No! He should have belonged to us!"

"Damned mortal!"

But it's too late.

Neos used up his last bit of strength, grabbed Yang Cheng's shoulders, and golden light enveloped them.

"Let's...go home."

"boom--!"

The subspace was torn apart, and the light of the real universe shone in.

The next second, they disappeared.

The roars of the Four Chaos Gods echoed in the void, while Yang Cheng and Neos had fallen back into reality.

Neos's golden shadow fell to the ground. Although he was almost invisible at this time, there was a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth.

They appeared on the grounds of the imperial palace, and upon learning of this, a group of imperial guards rushed over.

Yang Cheng was helped up by the crowd, and Neos' soul returned to the Golden Throne.

"Trajan, he comes before the Golden Throne."

When Neos' soul returned to the Golden Throne, he immediately gave orders to the Imperial Guard Marshal who was on the scene.

"My time is almost up."