When the bronze coffin suddenly opened in the subspace crack,
He crushed the melt cannonball that was aimed at his eyebrows with his bare hands.
The missing nine-pointed star gear feels hot in the palm of my hand, but I can't spell out the fragments of memory.
This is a dark iron era shrouded in the lies of the gods——
The hymn of the Mechanicum echoes in the corroded steel city,
The roots of the elves' World Tree are flowing with pus and blood.
From the depths of the insect nest came the frantic whispers of the Old Ones.
He was once the "God Killer" who ended the old era.
It is also the "Cocoon of Finality" that the New God Council tried its best to obliterate.
Now awakening from billions of years of slumber,
All that is left is a body that even the evil god of subspace cannot destroy.
"My past is hidden in the forbidden place you fear most."
Stepping over the corpses of the star spirits in the Weeping Blood Palace,
The scarlet sky that tore apart the Zerg mother nest,
In the fragments of the broken laws of the Pantheon,
He saw the golden human bones under the throne of the Betrayer God.
When the five great god kings raised their usurping authority,
When the indescribable shadow squirms at the end of time,
The lost memory turns into a sharp edge that pierces the universe:
Cut off the past or restart the future?
In this battle to kill gods, he has already won trillions of reincarnations.
