The war against the The Golden Imperium was almost in its final stages, not only because the Primarchs had been strengthened, but also because the war of the Four Chaos Gods was nearing its end.
Their war was almost over, but Zeke clearly had no intention of letting them complete their devouring first; instead, he appeared directly before the Four Chaos Gods.
Accompanying Zeke's psychic entity was a brilliant-class battleship!
The brilliant-class battleship, just as Tzeentch in the Golden Universe had sensed, could pose a life-threatening danger to them.
When Cain appeared in the Warp with this battleship, the eight chaos gods, who were in the midst of fighting each other, stopped their actions and all turned their gaze towards Cain.
"I said, cease fire!"
"Do you understand? I am saying cease fire now!"
As if to complement Zeke's actions, the main cannon of the brilliant-class battleship began to charge, unleashing a power capable of obliterating an entire star system.
If it were merely the power to obliterate a star system, this would, of course, not affect the chaos gods. However, what truly troubled the chaos gods was the fundamental implication of this power: it *would* certainly obliterate an area the size of a star system.
The true forms of the chaos gods were not as large as a star system. Therefore, facing the charging main cannon of the brilliant-class battleship, all the chaos gods felt the threat of death... "Let's talk this over, let's talk this over. Can't we just cease fire? We'll cease fire, we'll cease fire!"
In the past, Zeke couldn't deal with them because they represented a portion of the authority of their respective galaxies. However, as the number of galaxies increased, now there were three, which meant they were no longer unique.
Furthermore, and more importantly, Tzeentch and the others sensed that Zeke's power seemed to have grown even stronger.
The old Zeke could fight two of them, but the current Zeke could fight all four!
What troubled them most was that the current Zeke could not only fight all four of them alone, but he could fight the four of them who had been strengthened by Yuan Shen (The Circle God) and had also devoured a portion of the original essence of another galaxy.
As the smartest of the two-faced, Tzeentch was the first to step forward, indicating his willingness to obey orders.
And as Tzeentch was the first to declare his stance and choose to stop, the main cannon of the brilliant-class battleship immediately disengaged its lock on him and targeted the other chaos gods. Zeke's weapon also pointed at the others.
Slaanesh, who had always harbored ulterior motives towards Zeke, disappeared from his standoff with the original Slaanesh the moment Zeke looked at him, reappearing behind Zeke.
"You know me, Ping'an, I will always be on your side..." Slaanesh's sweet voice whispered in Zeke's ear as he gently stood by Zeke's side. His meaning couldn't be clearer, which only made Zeke feel a slight sense of disgust.
After all, Slaanesh's initial impression was firmly established. Even if the current Slaanesh had dealt with all sorts of corruption and become a delicate beauty, Zeke could still recall that initial impression.
Silently, a psychic force from Zeke subtly pushed Slaanesh away, creating a certain distance between them.
Pushed away imperceptibly by Zeke's psychic power, a fleeting, almost undetectable hint of grievance and annoyance flickered across Slaanesh's flawless face.
But he was tactful enough not to approach further, merely casting a resentful glance at Zeke with those eyes capable of charming all beings, then obediently stood a little further behind him, making his position clear.
Khorne and Nurgle, witnessing this scene, wisely made their own decisions. Nurgle squatted behind Zeke with his head in his hands, while Khorne also stood behind Zeke. Their intentions were already very clear.
With the Four Chaos Gods choosing to side with Zeke, the remaining task was to deal with the Four Chaos Gods of this original universe.
The original Slaanesh of this galaxy, seeing the Slaanesh he had been fighting earlier acting like a wronged little wife,
and even being pushed away by Zeke without daring to speak, was so angry he gnashed his teeth.
"What are you doing?! You've completely shamed me!"
"Can't you lift your head? Where's that ferocity you had when you fought me? Why are you so cowardly now!"
The newly born Slaanesh, like a newborn calf, feared no tiger, and his desires were also extremely distorted. While Zeke held an attraction for him, he was not like the Slaanesh of Zeke's galaxy.
His thought was simple: if he wanted something, he would just take it!
"Isn't he just a man? If you want him, why not just snatch him? Why be so timid? If you can't do it, then I'll gladly take him!"
Zeke's attraction to Slaanesh still existed, though it hadn't driven this Slaanesh to the same extreme as the one from his own galaxy.
But the moment he saw Zeke, this Slaanesh of this galaxy also harbored some small intentions.
"Noisy!" Zeke knew the nature of the Four Chaos Gods all too well; these fellows wouldn't behave unless they were beaten into submission.
The main cannon of the brilliant-class battleship fired rapidly, an unparalleled beam of light shooting directly towards Slaanesh. The next second, the boastful Slaanesh vanished from the galaxy.
It took a full ten minutes for Slaanesh to re-solidify his body.
And even after solidifying his body, he no longer possessed the imposing aura he had before; the entire god's presence had been significantly weakened.
He felt as if he had been almost completely drained.
The brilliant-class battleship, the Terran Dominion's current military battleship, its power was evident!
With the example of Slaanesh as a deterrent, Tzeentch, Nurgle, and Khorne from the other galaxy, who had also intended to resist Zeke, all shut their mouths.
Even Khorne, the brute, felt a bit fortunate that he hadn't jumped out earlier. Otherwise, if that shot had hit him... Tsk tsk, their fate wouldn't have been any better than Slaanesh at his peak right now. They probably would have been in real trouble.
Slaanesh, standing behind Zeke, was deeply moved by this scene.
In his opinion, for whom did Zeke attack the Slaanesh of this galaxy?
It was all for him, after all, the essence of the opposite Slaanesh was for him to consume.
"My dear, you care so much for me, why don't you just say it? Really."
Slaanesh's rationality told him this possibility was almost non-existent, but Slaanesh didn't want to listen to rationality.
He only wanted to hear what he wanted to hear, so he directly suppressed his rational thoughts, leaving only self-delusion.
At Zeke's level, how could he not sense others' malice towards him?
Zeke, who had been calmly standing in the void, felt the subtle malice from Slaanesh. He once again subtly shifted in a direction away from Slaanesh.
And just as he looked up, Zeke found that he seemed to have moved next to Nurgle, and immediately kicked Nurgle away.
"Stay away from me! Don't stand next to me!"
Because Nurgle was squatting with his hands over his head, he was suddenly kicked by Zeke and rolled out like a ball. It took him a while to slowly move back, still with his hands over his head.
His obese green body, coupled with his filthy appearance, looked at Zeke with a very wronged expression.
The meaning was clear.
"Wronged..." "Scram, scram, scram! If you look at me with that expression again, don't blame me for 'helping you lose weight'!"
Zeke couldn't stand this nonsense; Nurgle's gaze was truly unbearable for him.
Nurgle, glared at by Zeke, immediately shrank his neck. Like a punching bag, he slowly moved further to the side, trying to minimize his presence.
The 'wronged' aura around him almost solidified, but he ultimately didn't dare to 'pollute' Zeke's sight again.
Only then did Zeke satisfactorily turn his gaze back to the four silent chaos gods opposite him.
"Now, it's your turn." His voice was calm, but the inherent threat in his tone sent shivers down the spines of all the chaos gods.
"Will you choose to be like him?" He pointed at the recently reassembled, weakened Slaanesh, "Or will you choose... cooperation?"
The main cannon of the brilliant-class battleship once again emitted a low hum, and a pale blue light swirled at the muzzle, its threat self-evident.
"Ceasefire, ceasefire! We'll listen to you, great one, we'll cease fire!" Tzeentch was the first to step forward and declare his stance. As the saying goes, it's better to live a bad life than to die well.
Although after this great one takes those four guys away and finishes his business, they will still die, and they will still have to fight.
Even Slaanesh, after being severely dealt with by Zeke, would almost certainly be no match for the Slaanesh behind Zeke, and was essentially doomed. But wasn't it better to live a little longer?
Whether it's any creature or chaos gods, when death is imminent, they always hope to live a little longer, even if it's just for a little while.
Rather than facing death with equanimity.
"Very good. Now, you all stay here obediently and don't move around."
Zeke said, extending his finger and drawing a large circle around the location of the Four Chaos Gods.
"Your activity range from now on must not leave this circle, and you must not interfere with the affairs of the real universe. Otherwise, I will return at any time to deal with you. Do you understand?"
"Understood! Understood!" Tzeentch nodded frantically, and the other three chaos gods also hastily agreed, fearing that a moment's delay would lead them to follow in the footsteps of Slaanesh.
They could feel that the circle Zeke drew contained powerful restraining forces. While it wouldn't completely bind them, any transgression would be immediately detected.
Anyway, the area Zeke had designated this time was not small. Since their domains and palaces were already included, they could enjoy themselves thoroughly before dying.
Resistance was no longer an option; it was better to fully savor the preciousness of life before death.
Visibly, under the threat of death, the endless negative energy on these Four Chaos Gods seemed to begin to be expelled, and they revealed their original mindsets.
The Warp itself was not like this; they had merely absorbed too much negative emotion. The beings in the real universe were too destructive, which is why they had given birth to such distorted forms.
And the moment these chaos gods came to this realization, these negative emotions and presences also began to slowly peel away from them.
In this situation, letting these four guys from his own universe devour the four on the other side, if they could recover their original primordial forms, would be beneficial to his own guys.
Perhaps it could lead them to further embrace good.
Zeke nodded in satisfaction, no longer bothering with these four temporarily 'obedient' fellows.
He turned to look at his own Four Chaos Gods, his gaze subtly lingering on Slaanesh for half a second before quickly moving away.
Slaanesh was truly too abstract. Zeke didn't want to give Slaanesh too much attention, to avoid that fellow concocting some outrageous nonsense again. He only missed his little gray now.
"You four, follow me." Zeke was concise. "It's time to 'talk' properly with that one."
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The Imperium of Man had once again opened a Galaxy passage. This was something these four guys were unaware of, as they had always been in this Galaxy, preparing to devour the other side.
However, these four guys did have some brains. They clearly knew that this was not the place to talk, so they nodded and silently followed behind Zeke, leaving.
It wasn't until they followed Zeke away, returned to their own universe, and then, through rapid transfer within the Warp, arrived at Terra, that they discovered a new passage.
The Emperor, seated on the golden throne, saw the arrival of these four guys. He did not give them a good look, merely directing his gaze at Zeke.
"Old Zhou, is it time for the decisive battle?" The Emperor, who had been sitting on the golden throne, suppressing the The Golden Imperium's advance, clearly understood that Zeke bringing these four guys back obviously meant he was planning a decisive battle.
"Of course. We've been here long enough. The Tyranid Swarm's threat is imminent; we don't have much time to waste."
"I can sense that the number of Galaxy passages is also decreasing, and the resources available in each Galaxy are too scarce. Continuing to conquer ordinary Galaxies will not benefit us."
"The primordial essence of that Golden Emperor across from us is almost enough for you. You just need to take him and merge with him, and you can complete your apotheosis."
"Hurry up and get it done. I have a very bad feeling. For us, time is not on our side."
Zeke's expression was grave. He didn't know why, but ever since he returned from The Edge of the Galaxy, he had a bad premonition. Something seemed to be approaching from The Edge of the Galaxy.
He had to gather resources as quickly as possible and build the stellar-class battleships, otherwise, he might be unable to face that disaster.
"Alright! I understand."
The Emperor understood Zeke. He knew his partner wouldn't speak idly, and that a truly big trouble was probably on its way.