Without any hesitation, Ian manipulated the giant Phantom and abruptly reached out to grab the Warp Rift in front.
"Tear!"
As Ian violently pulled his Hands to the sides, the Rift rapidly expanded.
The boundary between the Warp and the Real World was forcibly broken.
Through the Rift, everyone could vaguely see the scenery of the Warp—a Chaotic Realm without Physical Laws, where countless Colors interwove.
And within the chaotic Colors, a huge black Consciousness Entity became agitated.
It seemed to sense Ian's Existence through the Phantom and its internal Warp Energy surged, attempting to close the Passage.
However, Ian diverted all the Faith Power from the Phantom to maintain the Rift, ensuring it wouldn't immediately close.
Subsequently, Ian's True Body teleported directly from Terra to the front of the Rift.
He wore Golden Power Armor even more brilliant than the Projection, and slowly drew the Sword of the Omniverse with his right Hand.
The Sword Body shimmered with countless Runes, as if containing the Mysteries of the entire Universe.
As the Sword of the Omniverse was completely drawn, an overwhelming Sense of Oppression swept across the nearby Star Sectors. All the Tyranids present collapsed onto the Ground.
The Great Devourer's figure on the other side of the Rift also began to distort; It started to flee frantically.
Without any hesitation, Ian plunged directly into the Warp Rift to pursue the Great Devourer.
As Ian's True Body entered the Warp, the Faith Power maintaining the Rift gradually dissipated. The Window leading to the Chaotic Realm began to slowly close.
Just at the very last moment before the Rift completely closed, everyone seemed to hear a mournful Scream coming from the depths of the Warp.
The Warriors present exchanged glances, then erupted in thunderous Cheers.
They had witnessed the Great Power of a God, witnessed the God-Emperor of Humanity single-handedly pursuing an Xenos Evil God into the Warp.
The Tyranids seemed to have lost their Spine. The remaining Tyranid Beasts lost all Coordination, acting like Flies without heads.
The Ultramarines pressed their Advantage and completely eliminated the remaining Enemy Forces.
A great Victory, not just tactically, but spiritually.
Every Person who witnessed this scene would become a Propagator of the God-Emperor's Faith, recounting the Miracle they saw with their own Eyes.
The Legend of the God-Emperor Hunting the Xenos Evil God would spread throughout the Galaxy, following the Footsteps of the Great Crusade of Light.
The Warp was dazzling and grotesque, with distorted Colors. Physical Laws were utterly invalid here. Ian's Figure resembled a blazing Golden Meteor, tearing through the chaotic Dimensions, tightly pursuing the massive and writhing black Consciousness.
The Sword of the Omniverse dragged a Trail of Destruction in his Hand. The Sword Tip pointed directly at the frantically fleeing Great Devourer.
This Xenos Evil God displayed an astonishing Survival Instinct. It leaped frantically through the folded Warp, attempting to escape the Pursuit.
But Ian's Speed was faster. He completely ignored any Obstruction in the Warp. The Sword Light was like a persistent Ulcer, constantly closing in.
Despair engulfed the Great Devourer. Just before the Sword Tip was about to touch Its Body, Its massive Figure suddenly burst open, turning into hundreds of Clones.
The Clones frantically fled in all directions.
Each Clone carried a part of the True Body's Aura. This was Its means of Survival, which had helped It escape Desperate Situations countless times in the past.
"A trivial trick," Ian chuckled softly, stopping his Pursuit.
The next moment, his Figure also split apart. Hundreds of thousands of Golden Ians appeared in the Warp. Every Clone held the Sword of the Omniverse, shimmering with Cosmic Radiance.
A Golden Torrent instantly drowned the Darkness. The immense Sacred Aura cleansed the surrounding Chaos.
"Kill," a cold Voice sounded within the Warp.
Countless Golden Figures rushed toward the scattering black Clones.
Sword Lights crisscrossed the chaotic Dimensions. Each Strike was precise and Fatal.
The Great Devourer's Clones were annihilated one after another in the Golden Light. Their Screams briefly echoed in the Warp but were quickly swallowed by the surrounding Chaos.
Not a single Clone was able to escape Ian's inescapable Net of Pursuit.
Ian's True Body floated silently in place, his Gaze coldly watching the one-sided Slaughter. The Aura emanating from the Infinity Armor isolated the Warp's Corrosion.
Suddenly, energy produced a violent Fluctuation in the Space Fold behind him.
An indescribable Giant Mouth, covered in Sharp Teeth, opened silently, like the Abyss itself.
That was the Great Devourer's True Body, Its actual Core, which had been lurking for a long time. It cleverly used the Clones to attract all the Attention, while the True Body lay in the Dark and launched this Fatal Sneak Attack.
The Giant Mouth snapped shut. Ian's Figure was instantly and completely Swallowed.
Boundless Darkness descended. Viscous, putrid Energy, full of the Will of Destruction, layered around him. This was the Great Devourer's Domain—Its Stomach, and also Its Furnace.
For countless Years, who knows how many powerful Entities, even Fragments of Gods, had been Swallowed this way, ultimately becoming the Nutrients for Its Growth.
Even the Four Chaos Gods held deep Dread for this kind of direct Swallowing Ability.
The frantic Digestive Power acted like billions of invisible Giant Hands, trying to tear apart Ian's Armor. Corrosive Divine Power, like the fiercest Acid, attempted to erode his Sacred Essence.
However, the surface of the Infinity Armor flowed with a faint Radiance, remaining completely unmoved.
The terrifying Forces capable of easily melting Stars and annihilating Warships could not even leave the slightest Trace on the Armor.
"You couldn't resist after all," Ian's Voice rang out in the boundless Darkness, chillingly calm.
He didn't even attempt to Struggle, as if the one who had fallen into the Trap was not him, but the Hunter.
This was precisely a Step he had meticulously Planned—to lure the Great Devourer's True Body to appear, and then solve this Calamity once and for all.
He slowly opened his Palm. Several strangely shaped Planter Pots, seemingly made of some unknown Crystal, appeared out of thin Air around him—Ultimate Power Planter Pots.
These were Rule-Level Creations from the MC World, containing incomprehensible Energy Conversion and Absorption Laws.
Boom—
A terrifying and unimaginable Suction Force suddenly erupted from all the Planter Pots, more overbearing than the most Greedy Black Hole, more thorough than the deepest Void.
The Great Devourer, which was preparing to fully digest Its Prey, suddenly trembled. An instinctive Panic instantly swept through Its Consciousness.
It clearly felt Its Power drain frantically at an unprecedented Speed, like a breaching Flood, uncontrollably surging into Its own Stomach—surging toward the Entity It had Swallowed!
That Prey was, in turn, Swallowing It!
"No!!" A terrified Will roared in the Darkness, shaking the internal Space.
It tried to forcibly Spit Ian Out, but Ian was completely unaffected. The terrifying Suction Force generated by the Planter Pots had already firmly locked onto Its Energy Core.
It frantically mobilized the Energy stored within Its Body, trying to crush this rebellious Prey, but the Rate of Energy Loss far exceeded Its Recovery Speed.
Its Power constantly diminished, and Its Aura weakened at a visible Rate.
A kind of Fear It had never experienced before seized Its every Fragment of Consciousness.
This was not the "Death" that allowed for Regeneration after sleeping for countless Years in the Warp—this was a complete, Eternal Annihilation. Even the Concept of Its Existence would be completely Erased, leaving no Trace.
"Stop!!" The Great Devourer's Roar transitioned from initial Anger to a Wail, and finally turned into incoherent Threats.
"Kill me! The entire Universe will be thrown out of Balance! I am a Part of Existence! An indispensable Link in the Cycle! All Creatures will become Incomplete because of my Disappearance!" Its Voice was full of Panic.
Ian smiled. The Laughter echoed in the Darkness, full of cold Contempt.
"You overestimate yourself. You are merely a Parasite that survives by Devouring," he stated calmly.
"I have many ways to Replace you. Therefore, today, you Must Die!"