Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 1045

Chapter 1036, Devouring the Gods

After Leon Charles, the Lionhearted King, personally led the annihilation of three great demons subordinate to Bassor, the demonic command system, which had been barely holding together, collapsed.

The resistance of the Universal Forge quickly collapsed.

The battle across the Evil God’s kingdom quickly descended into a one-sided struggle between humanity and demons and other evil creations.

The remaining demonic units and the divine kingdom’s defenses, while still numerous and numerous, offered a disorganized and poorly coordinated resistance. Their sheer numbers and scale were easily shattered and destroyed.

The human forces’ exquisite command made the entire destruction process appear remarkably efficient. It’s unclear whether the demons or the humans were more skilled in warfare.

Without Bassor’s primary will and the suppression of the chaotic energy at their core, flames raged everywhere, with living units being continuously annihilated and the forging hubs of manufacturing units being continuously destroyed. The entire Blasphemous Kingdom resembled a massive machine unplugged and suffering severe physical damage, its motions slowing, its flames fading.

Victory was inevitable if the battle continued, but the humans weren’t quick enough.

It was Martins’s actions that dealt the Crucible of the Universe.

The Phoenix’s numerous successor chapters swept through the vast metal wasteland, clearing the remaining Daemon Engine armies, securing the Legion’s flanks and clearing the way for the advance of its heavy equipment.

Martins, leading his assembled Champion Guard drawn from numerous Chapters, the entire Phoenix Chapter, and numerous heavily armored assault troops, plunged like a sharp knife into the depths of the Crucible of the Universe.

His target was the still-pulsing massive Flesh Engines and the Twisted Mechanical Temples that supplied the Kingdom with its last remaining energy!

This temple was where Bassall’s true form had long resided.

But he was no longer there.

The Blood Sharks, the Evil Sharks, and the Ghost Sharks… these three chapters, practically of the same lineage, were exceptionally skilled in rapid assaults. Led by their Chapter Master, Ewing, they utilized their unique strengths to clear the way for the main force.

Within the Central Temple, guarding this core area, lay the strongest forces within the Universal Crucible. Before Bassol’s departure, he had instructed these troops, including his twenty-four dedicated, Great Demon-level mana reavers, led by two Divine Master mana reavers, to remain stationary and defend the area.

However, under the relentless harassment of the three Shark Regiments, one Divine Master mana reaver, with a number of troops, couldn’t resist and launched an offensive.

In reality, he wasn’t disobeying the Lord’s orders.

The order was to defend the Central Temple, and he judged that taking the initiative and eliminating the threat on the periphery was also a form of protection.

It’s not entirely wrong to say he was wrong, but… this time, he was indeed wrong.

The demonic army he led was entangled by the Sharks. Having failed to destroy or drive off the three armies, they sought to withdraw when they saw the situation was dire, only to be entangled again.

Then, when the main force led by Martins arrived, they crushed them in one fell swoop.

A weak reinforcement emerged from the Central Temple, but was annihilated by the human forces responsible for surrounding and attacking the reinforcements, leaving no further reinforcements.

The human forces then launched a decisive assault on the Central Temple.

After two days of bloody fighting, with Martins personally on the front lines and numerous Phoenix sub-armies sacrificing countless lives, the Central Temple was finally captured and then destroyed.

This was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

The Gear Sky Dome was collapsing, and key nodes across the Scrap Iron Land were destroyed, severely damaging the Omnipotent Furnace. The collapse of the Central Temple had finally brought the entire Omnipotent Furnace to the brink of collapse.

The most direct manifestation of this was the shakiness of the Creator’s authority within the Divine Kingdom, like a dying candle.

Gu Hang knew his time had come.

But ‘devouring’ wasn’t simply a matter of swallowing, forcibly absorbing, or forcibly annexing the Universal Furnace’s space.

That would only contaminate the Storm Divine Kingdom and risk corrupting Gu Hang himself with the Creator’s distorted, chaotic authority.

Gu Hang sought the essence of its core divine power and laws, nothing else.

This required stripping the Universal Furnace of its chaotic properties and integrating it into the framework of his Divine Kingdom.

Gu Hang needed a tool

, and that tool was readily available—Bassol within his Divine Kingdom.

No longer simply restraining and suppressing it, Gu Hang raised his hands, gathered strength for a moment, and then suddenly pressed down.

Suddenly, a thousand bolts of lightning, like a forest and a rain of falling lightning, bombarded Bassol’s body.

The evil god had no ability to resist, and his powerful body was blown apart.

A mixture of blood and oil flowed from the cracks in his body; carbonized flesh and shattered steel armor were disintegrated.

Gu Hang collected all the fragments that had shed from Bassol’s body.

These fragments were disintegrated, encapsulated, and analyzed within the lightning.

Bassol, desperately fighting Gu Hang’s thunderbolt, initially paid no attention. But when he noticed what Gu Hang was doing, he was filled with horror!

Gu Hang was analyzing the essence of the Universal Furnace!

And success was imminent!

Gu Hang made no attempt to conceal this fact.

The results of his analysis formed a small point of light.

This was the tool Gu Hang needed.

This point of light continuously absorbed the “creative” ideas of order, logic, and practicality generated by countless engineers, scientists, artists, and craftsmen in the real universe, across the Human Empire and the Alliance, as they invented and built the world.

These ideas, combined with the energy of the Storm Kingdom, formed a highly ordered “template.”

The core of the Storm Kingdom temporarily transformed into a massive “Storm Furnace.” This furnace was fueled by Gu Hang’s divine power and the faith of trillions of humans, using his own, usable “concept of creation” as a mold, and the remains of the Universal Furnace, destroyed and disintegrated by the legions of reality, as its material…

The forging began.

The Universal Furnace, already utterly degraded by the legions of reality, was forcibly absorbed piece by piece into his storm-made furnace, like ore being thrown into a smelter. Within

the furnace, divine thunder furiously struck, purified, and forged the remains.

The brand of evil, the madness of chaos, the desecration of flesh and blood, the rust of metal… all the tainted marks of Bassol were forcibly stripped away and incinerated in the thunder and fire!

The stripped, purest essence, under Gu Hang’s guidance and shaped by the high pressure of the storm’s divine power, was given a new form according to his “creation” template!

This was the authority of creation, based on the laws of material reality, serving the interests of order and rational development!

The Kingdom of Storms hadn’t physically devoured the space of the Crucible of All Things, so that meant little in the Warp’s terms.   Gu

Hang had reconstructed its core divine essence.

And at the moment of his success, the very concept of the   Crucible of All Things, the Kingdom of Storms, completely collapsed, annihilated in the turbulent currents of the Warp.

… Trapped within the Kingdom of   Storms, cut off from his true form, and   helplessly watching his kingdom devoured, Bassol’s true form let out a final scream filled with boundless resentment and despair. ” Nooo …   The evil god, who had only sustained injuries from countless bombardments and forgings, and whose body had seemed incredibly resilient, suddenly vanished in this moment, leaving no trace.   Bassol, the lesser evil god of the Warp, the “Creator,” had fallen completely!   The Storm Kingdom, having undergone a great battle and a baptism of “melting,” had become even more resplendent and stable.   The kingdom’s territory seemed unchanged, but its internal rules had become more refined, and the flow of energy more sophisticated and efficient.   In particular, the authority of “creation” infused within it seemed to have injected a new, vital source of power into the kingdom.   Gu Hang stood atop the lightning pinnacle, feeling the unprecedented power surging within him.   He slowly raised his hand, and lightning danced on his fingertips.   ”Creator…” Gu Hang whispered, his golden eyes shimmering with the glimmer of thunder and creation. He could clearly sense a deeper understanding of matter and energy, a sense of power emerging that allowed him to shape and construct it according to his will.   This wasn’t Bassol’s twisted, chaotic creation, but rather the power of “creation” that served his will.   However, this powerful new authority also brought new perceptions   and burdens.   He seemed to be able to hear the whispers of countless creations in the real universe, and feel the rhythm of creation contained in the movement of stars, the clenching of machines, and the pulsation of life. This vast stream of information almost overwhelmed his consciousness. At the same time, the absolute rationality of “God” and his cold analysis of the structure of matter seemed clearer than before.   The light of the Storm God Kingdom became more dazzling, like a newborn star, shining firmly in the chaotic subspace.   (End of this chapter)