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

"Wait Celestine." The Emperor stopped Celestine, still looking like he was about to say something.

Celestine also turned around and knelt down towards the emperor, waiting for the holy voice. The Emperor did not let Celestine kneel again. He held Celestine's body before he could kneel.

"I'm sorry kid."

Celestine froze, blinking her beautiful eyes. Then her face turned red, panicking like a child who had done something wrong. She closed her eyes and knelt down hard, but the emperor's power prevented her from doing this.

"Did I do something wrong? Did I let you down?" Celestine knelt down to no avail. The panic in her heart was not released, and she spoke nervously to the emperor.

"No...you did nothing wrong. In fact, you did a good job." The emperor looked at Celestine gently, "I dragged you into this endless service..."

Looking at the ashamed Emperor, Celestine was stunned. Celestine can bravely destroy the Emperor's enemies, she can treat the soldiers who fight for the Empire gently, and she can sing sacred songs for the dead to extradite souls.

As a living saint, she is the embodiment of courage, piety, compassion, charisma and a beacon of inspiration.

She was good at dealing with many situations, but she never knew how to deal with the Emperor's apology...

She failed to live up to the Emperor's expectations and trust, failing to let his great light shine in dark places, and failing to let the Emperor's mercy reach more suffering worlds.

"Emperor!" Celestine said sadly, tears flashing from her eyes. Since she couldn't kneel down, she could only stand upright and use the Aquila Salute to show her respect.

She had nothing to say. The Emperor's struggle in the Warp was beyond words. She felt that she could not describe the Emperor's achievements in words, and she believed that her crude and clumsy tongue would only bring shame to the Emperor's glory.

The Emperor looked at Celestine, heartbroken by her devout respect. He pursed his lips and didn't know what to say, so he could only end their conversation with a sigh.

He patted Celestine on the back and told her to eat and drink, and not to treat herself badly.

"But... the desire to eat will breed corruption. Indulging in the beauty of food is not an act of implementing your will. I should treat corruption with pious asceticism..."

"It's okay kid, go ahead."

The emperor said this in a tone that could not be questioned. He felt that something was wrong, so he simply gave Celestine an order directly, asking her to make a tasting list for himself after going out, which should not be less than 13 dishes. .

Celestine accepted the task hesitantly and left. She fluttered her wings and disappeared into the crack.

With another sigh, the Emperor thought of Celestine's confusion when the darkness awakened after becoming a saint.

The plains and hills should have been made up of the wreckage left behind by the war, and the smoke of sulfur would have been floating in the dusky and dying sky.

However, as the number of Celestine's deaths increased, more and more corpses filled the dying area. Sometimes she dies at the hands of rebels, disappearing with a nuclear bomb. Sometimes she dies at the hands of demons, pierced through her body and torn in half.

This experience of death and rebirth honed Celestine's skills, but also brought Celestine unimaginable pain and confusion.

Every rebirth must not only repair her broken and incomplete armor, but also repair her scattered memories and her humanity sunk in blood.

Thinking about it this way, it is not easy for Celestine to still uphold her true heart despite the unimaginable number of rebirths. It is not easy for her to choose to fight for hope in desperate situations.

"She didn't go the long way this time...is that really okay?"

The voice of the God Emperor came out, and he was referring to the process that Celestine needed to go through every time he was reborn.

That section of the road is full of dangers, and even for Celestine, it is a very difficult test. If you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss and never recover.

The Emperor knew that the God-Emperor was examining Celestine's mental state during the reincarnation cycle to prevent her from turning into a demon in the suffering of her struggle.

"She knows why she is fighting, and that is enough." The Emperor replied calmly to the God Emperor, and then there was a knock on his door.

It's really strange, there is never a door around his throne...

A section of flesh wall suddenly rose up, with a gorgeous door made of gold growing on it. The door was pushed open when the flames burned the wall.

Slaanesh appeared before the Emperor's eyes, revealing his new form.

There are white wings on the back, and the tail roots of the feathers are dyed some pink. These feathers are less holy, but more playful and cute.

He fluttered his broad wings and made the armor on his body jingle.

"What do you think? Can I be a living saint?"

The Emperor covered his face, not knowing what to do with Slaanesh. In the past, he should have drawn the knife and chopped at it, but now he couldn't do that.

"You can't be a living saint. You don't have a body that can carry your power. Projecting your power onto anyone will only make them become demons..."

"Oh..." Slaanesh was a little disappointed, and his wings sank sadly. The emotion of loss caused the body shape to lose some control, and the Emperor watched helplessly as the feathers on Slaanesh's wings turned into tight lips.

The Emperor made a chair for Slaanesh, and Slaanesh slumped on the chair. From time to time, she tried to touch the Emperor's throne and armor with her hands, but was forced back by the Emperor's fire again and again.

Looking at Slaanesh's appearance, the Emperor thought of something again. He asked about the strangeness of the meat flower, and he suspected that the deep guilt he felt when facing Celestine was caused by that flower.

"You should apologize to her. I saw clearly at the beginning that you looked exactly like a monster when you seduced Celestine and became a saint."

"Those are two different things..."

"According to my standards, you are a weird bastard who seduces an ignorant girl."

The Emperor's face twitched. He really couldn't deal with Slaanesh's frivolous and off-the-wall thoughts. Maybe only Lin Fan can make Slaanesh decent for a little while.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. Do you want to play with me?" Slaanesh stood up and extended a hand-like organ toward the emperor. In short, the emperor would never touch such an unknown source. He couldn't guess whether it was a prank or not.

"My oiran found the place where Khorne forged weapons. Do you want to join me and smash the place to pieces?"

The emperor's expression changed, and then the God-Emperor took over control. He drew his sword to show his attitude.