Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

"Oh! My child is here." After the emperor tasted the ice cream, he saw Horus. She clapped her hands happily and jumped over.

When she walked a few steps in front of Horus, the emperor's face suddenly dropped. She curled her lips and furrowed her brows, trying to look majestic.

Guilliman reminded from the side, "The Emperor's body is as childish as her mind. We contacted the more mature God-Emperor, and she said that she was busy teaching Khorne and Nurgle."

Horus was already numb, and his primarch-level brain could no longer tell which of the two messages was more important.

In the end, he could only kneel down to the young emperor with an expression of regret, "I'm sorry, my father... I have done many wrong things..."

The Emperor pulled up Horus's hanging head with his hands and remained silent for a long time before saying, "We have all done many wrong things, but fortunately we still have the opportunity to make up for it all."

There was still a lot to say between Horus and the Emperor, and Guilliman quietly withdrew. He had to find the culprit who caused all this to settle accounts.

The prisons beneath Terra were originally used to seal away the horrors of the past, but after Odemair took over Terra's scientific research department, the horrors in these cells were properly dealt with.

Either it became one of Trazin's collections, or it became a plate of dishes served to Lin Fan.

In the darkest and most closed prisons, heinous sinners are imprisoned.

The sinner on the left who is firmly trapped by the gravity lock is Chagatai, and the sinner who is imprisoned by the psychic formation on the right is Xi Lego.

Guilliman came to the prison with a tired body. When he saw the pretty back of Ifreni who was busy here, he forgot all the nightmares that happened to his brother.

She gently approached the back of Ifreni. As an Eldar, she could naturally detect Guilliman's approach, but she did not reveal this. She just waited for Guilliman's big hands to wrap around her waist and then He turned around slightly surprised and said, "Hey~ when did you come?"

Guilliman smiled, and he also knew that the way Ifreni looked at this moment was just a deliberate act that made it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

But this kind of romance that adds a lot of color to life, Guilliman likes it very much, and so does Ifreni.

Guilliman kissed the smooth back of Everenne's hand and said, "While you were playing with those pretty little stones, I was already standing behind you."

I don't know if there is any deeper meaning to these words, but Efreni's face turned slightly red. She retracted her hands and folded them in front of her chest, suppressing the increasingly obvious heartbeat.

"That's disgusting...both of you."

The intimacy between the two was interrupted by a complaint. Guilliman squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound, and found that it was Mortalion, whose body and gender were still normal, who had finished the work in hand.

Numerology...

Guilliman chewed the word in his mind, then put on a flawless politician's face and greeted Mortarion.

Among the primarchs, only Magnus and Mortarion had the most profound attainments, so it was helpless to invite him to come up with a solution.

Guilliman really didn't want to see Mortarion if he could help it.

"Okay, okay, the equipment situation is basically stable. If you have any questions, you can ask them directly. The two of them can't run away." Odemair's voice came through the loudspeaker, and Guilliman immediately set off to investigate. In front of the stage.

Looking at the current image of Jaghatai, Guilliman also secretly lamented that this old boy really had no taboos in writing a book, and even included himself in it.

Jaghatai saw Guilliman's eyes sweeping over him inch by inch, and the old face that boasted that he was proud in the throne room was also blushing with shame.

Yes, Chagatai is now a woman, and her temperament is sexier than the other gender-transformed brothers she has written about.

"Tell me Jaghatai how to reverse this farce before word of it spreads from Terra."

Listening to Guilliman's inquiry, Jaghatai also smiled helplessly. The moment the spell exploded, some knowledge entered her mind out of thin air.

There are only two ways to resolve the current situation.

One is to wait for time to wash away, and perhaps the Queen of Heaven's original bodies will be able to return to their original appearance.

The second is to find Isa and ask her to eliminate the power of Slaanesh entangled in the original body.

The first method was ignored by Guilliman. Today's empire is in dire straits, so how can it waste time on Terra for the sake of its own dignity?

Guilliman is working hard on the second method. He uses the God-Emperor's psychic whip stored in the Star Torch to beat Tzeentch day and night, but the God of Fun will never reveal the identity of Isa and the subject even if he is beaten and flees. Location.

Chaghatai smiled bitterly and said in his soft and melodious voice, "Brother, you already know the solution. I have nothing left here."

Guilliman's face twitched twice. It wasn't that he didn't believe Jaghatai's statement, but he still had a glimmer of unrealistic hope in his heart.

He turned to look at Silegor, who was dressed like a clown. Mortalion had captured this guy using numerology.

"What about you? Laughing God, don't you have nothing to say?"

Silegor is unafraid of Guilliman's icy threat; for a conceptual god like them, there is nothing truly worth fearing.

"Hee hee~"

Silegor smiled, and Guilliman's blood pressure surged. He wrapped his angry warp essence around his fist and punched Silegor.

The only feedback was the squeak of a rubber duck and the high-pitched giggle of Silegor.

"Jaghatai..." Guilliman said leisurely to Jaghatai as he left, "Do you want to go out?"

When Chagatai heard this, his eyes lit up.

Of course she wanted to get out, and her current mental journey was exactly the same as Guilliman's confession to Everenne.

Anyway, she was no different from a dead person in the hearts of the brothers, and she was always on the upswing no matter how she went.

It is better to escape from this cell and meet with my sisters, so as to provide more inspiration for future books.

Guilliman guessed what Jaghatai was thinking when he saw him like this, and directly put his hand on the release button of the gravity lock under Jaghatai's hopeful eyes.

"I will not release you." Guilliman's plain words made Jaghatai feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. However, it was not over yet. "Releasing you will only give you more fun. If you are imprisoned in Here, you don’t know anything.”

"No!" Jaghatai struggled, and she protested angrily to Guilliman, "You can't do this! Who do you think you are? The Emperor?"