Chapter 274 The Horus Rebellion

The most awesome technology is naturally the [Space Folding Capsule], which uses space compression technology to compress a car or a luxurious mansion entirely into a tiny key button.

That is right, it is Capsule Corporation!

As a result, the pigeon-hole bubble of major real estate giants directly suffered an avalanching crash, with people leaping to their deaths every day.

As for the rogue AI beyond the Blackwall.

This thing had actually fully invaded the Cyberpunk World, and Hong Kong over there had already turned into a ghost town; if it continued to develop, in less than a few centuries, the entire Earth would be controlled by AI.

Lucas felt it was better to leave some human warmth, so he directly pulled out all the rogue data AI inside and outside the Blackwall and fused them into a little girl.

This little girl wore red clothes and was named Red Queen.

She was the most awesome AI system of Universal Technology, no hacker could breach her, and her business processing efficiency was extremely high.

Night City, which was originally filled with despair, depravity, and bloodshed, showed a thriving scene in just a few years, a utopia where everyone had meat to eat, clean water to drink, without exploitation and rampant gangs.

Nightfall.

V wore an elegant black evening dress, holding two glasses of truly top-tier Lafite red wine, which Lucas had casually pulled out; some red wine winery in 1982 was probably missing a few bottles of Lafite.

When this woman was not acting as a mercenary, she did have a different style.

More elegant, more charismatic.

"It seems I have to believe you are a god; in just a few years, Night City has presented a thriving scene of vitality where all things vie for growth, simply unbelievable!"

"Who wouldn’t want to play a desperate game of survival and then modify the save file into creation?" Lucas continued speaking words that people couldn’t understand.

But V’s attention was not on this.

"The cyberware on my body has all been turned back into original flesh and blood by you; Vic’s eyeballs were almost popping out, and he even thought I was a clone! How about it, want to wash up?"

"Let’s roll!"

Lucas was brimming with bold heroic spirit.

With the modification of Night City completed, coupled with the whole World slowly falling, bad money driving out good, unification was quickly completed.

[Beep! Cyberpunk World Conquest completed, Conquest progress: 100%]

Lucas stayed for a few more years, had a few encounters with Panam as well, but ended up being caught by V, and then he slipped away.

He was thoroughly the type who pulls up his pants and denies everything.

"Are you satisfied now, Brother System! Can you get the coordinates right this transmission this time?" Lucas prepared for the next jump.

The World was spinning.

Unlike any time before, this spatial tearing sensation was also accompanied by the violent howling of The Warp and chaotic psychic contamination.

If it were an ordinary single-entity god touching this malicious storm of The Warp, they would probably lose their mind and fall into irreversible distortion on the spot.

The God of Death of The Warp was actually still greater than the single-entity level?

However, in front of Lucas, even if you were a powerhouse of the grand multiverse, you were still just a nobody; these malicious thoughts of the Chaos Gods couldn’t even count as an itch, and couldn’t even penetrate the force field before evaporating into nothingness.

"This stinks to high heaven!"

"It’s like accidentally barging into a trash can; this Universe is even more grotesque than Cthulhu!"

"Does humanity really have hope?"

Lucas first descended on a fringe Planet; it was desolate and dead here, completely a wasteland.

Looking out, the sky was a hazy canopy stained by heavy industry and artillery fire, and the air was filled with pungent scents of sulfur, engine oil, and acid rain.

Lucas flicked his sleeve casually.

Clatter!

Homelander, draped in a tattered Stars and Stripes and with messy blonde hair, was thrown onto the ground like a bag of dead pork.

"Homelander! We are good friends from the same alley; here, you will definitely receive top-tier hospitality! The Chaos Gods bless you!"

Lucas didn’t forget to put a mental lock on Homelander.

He was still that giant baby, neither tempted by the Chaos Gods nor contaminated by psychic power.

Subsequently, Lucas lifted the restriction on Homelander.

"Ugh... Ah... My head hurts so much..."

John let out a painful groan, his eyelids trembling violently, and then he opened his eyes wide in one breath.

"I seem to have... died? Is this hell? I killed so many bad people, I should go to heaven! God obviously could have let me go to heaven, but He didn’t!"

Homelander shuddered.

Cold, sour muddy water plastered his entire face, and this guy catapulted up from the mud!

He instinctively activated his Super Hearing and X-ray vision, yet what came to his ears was not the screams and applause of mortals, but the faint roaring of artillery fire from afar.

Boltguns roared and howled, and indescribable alien entities of The Warp uttered tyrannical grimaces while tearing flesh!

"Where... where is this? Does hell also have Vought International’s studio?"

Homelander clutched his blonde hair tightly, his eyeballs bloodshot, "I shouldn’t die! Even if I die, I shouldn’t go to hell! I am a god! I am Homelander!"

However, from all directions of the wasteland, there were only swarms of chaotic mutant thugs holding chainswords and melta guns, crawling out from the ruins, fixing their turbid and greedy eyes on this alien wearing a ridiculous bodysuit.

They let out thirsty and ear-piercing frenzied roars!

"Let the galaxy burn, Homelander! I’ll make another upgrade system for you!"

Lucas made a small system, diverted a stream of divine power, and poured it into it.

The system would issue tasks to Homelander, helping him understand this World, and then step by step fight monsters and level up in this World; perhaps one day, Lucas would let him back who knows!

Hehehe!

The corners of Lucas’s mouth were harder to suppress than an AK, and then, he took a step forward and directly left this fringe Planet.

Terra orbit, Solar System battlefield.

Countless battleship wrecks drifted silently in the cold vacuum, and the massive macro-cannon beams and overloaded explosions of void shields illuminated the entire stellar domain like daylight.

And on that chaotic giant ship spanning the void, which was larger than a mountain range.

The core sanctum of the Vengeful Spirit.

The atmosphere was depressed to the point of a desperate situation suffocating to mortals.

On the ground, the Primarch of the Blood Angels, Sanguinius, had his beautiful body broken in twin wings, his crimson armor shattered, and his holy blood flowing on the cold iron deck, having died long ago.

Right in the center of the sanctum.

Warmaster Horus wore power armor, with the great power of chaos added to his body, and he was holding the gigantic Worldbreaker warhammer, a weapon forged for him by the Emperor, which was both a reward and a symbol of status.

But this warhammer had killed Sanguinius, who was revered by all the people of the Empire.

That was his confidant, his comrade-in-arms, his brother!

And opposite Horus stood that towering figure who had ruled over humanity for tens of thousands of years.

The Emperor!

Fiery golden psychic fire surged and raged around the Emperor; at no moment was his power higher than now, and at no moment was his fighting spirit more blazing and furious than now, yet his face appeared incomparably desolate and sorrowful.

The person before him was his most valued child, holding the highest status among the twenty Primarch warriors!

Yet now, the Warmaster who had conquered for him had actually stood on the opposite side of him.

"Put him down!"

The Emperor’s voice contained immense sorrow.

The Custodians removed the battered remains of Sanguinius.

"You killed my son, why?"

Horus was clad in armor of serpent scales, half still the former God of War, half already a vessel of chaos.

"I once gave him a position, within the new galactic order. He could have wielded all things together with me; it was he who chose to stand on the side of the losers. I had no choice but to take his life!"

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