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

The Emperor gives them a divine mission... Interesting.

Tiberos was a little surprised. He listened to Bashar's report and learned the location of their ships.

"Are you working with the Spiritual Race... This world is getting weirder and weirder..."

Stepping towards the door, Tiberos saw Kahuranji, the chief think tank of the Shark Chapter, behind the activated door.

Kahuranji's face was solemn, and he said to Tiberos, "I received Bashar's..."

"I already know." Tiberos said, pointing at the console.

Kahuranji's mouth was closed, and his face looked as uncomfortable as constipation. He stood sideways to make way for Tiberos, then shook his head and turned away.

That's the thing about this place, psychic communication either comes too early or too late. Tiberos didn't say much to Kahuranji. He had served in the war group for so long and had long been accustomed to this kind of thing happening.

Boarding the shuttle, Tiberos headed to the flagship of another fleet next to him alone. In the past, he needed to take the Terminator Guards with him, but now it is no longer necessary.

The people greeted at the landing port were mortal soldiers and Space Marines, but those Space Marines did not have the Imperial Sky Eagle on the chest of their power armor, nor did they have any logo to prove that they belonged to the Empire.

There were no traces of Chaos infection on the armor, and horny substances and various strange flesh and blood did not bloom from the armor.

"Oh? What brought you here?"

A Space Marine wearing Mark II Expeditionary power armor teased Tiberos about his lack of respect and fear for the Shark Chapter.

Tiberos knew why they were so confident. He then responded to these meaningless words with silence. Facing the guy who looked like a dead man, saying even half a word was a waste of his energy.

"Tch...inhuman guy." The Space Marine curled his lips, and then chatted with the mortal soldier next to him, "Hey! Then tell me the story of your hometown, it's quite interesting."

"Yes, my lord."

"Don't call me Sir, just call me Raines."

The conversation behind him became fainter and fainter, and only his footsteps and breathing were captured by Tiberos. He walked through the complex structure of the ship, and the evil aura all over his body made the mortals in the narrow passage stand against the wall for fear of blocking his way.

At the end is a door, with a slender Eldar sitting on the head of a huge statue at the door.

When Tiberos saw this Eldar subconsciously making a fighting stance, his power claws activated, shining with scarlet light.

"Pfft~ Why are you still looking like you want to kill and fight?" The spirit tribe jumped down from the statue helplessly, and the cloak behind her was as beautiful as the flowing stars.

The Eldar landed on the ground, holding a ranger's sniper rifle in her arms.

Tiberos put away his weapon and suppressed the murderous intention rising in his heart. He took a step to the side and avoided the Eldar.

"Hey! You're so rude! You should say hello!" The Eldar ran over reluctantly and stood in front of Tiberos. She stretched one hand high, "Come and give me a high five." When we met!"

Tiberos made an impatient noise in his throat. He looked at the smiling Eldar and the only reply he gave was.

"roll."

The spirit tribe held his hand like this, then curled up his mouth, his eyes filled with tears, as if he was aggrieved and about to cry, "You bullied me again! I'm going to sue you!"

After that, the Eldar flicked his cloak and disappeared in front of Tiberos.

Tiberos finally panicked at this time. He hurried to the door. When the door opened, he saw the Eldar standing next to a Space Marine in white armor.

"You two, stop making trouble...I've dealt with your conflicts so many times, so please take it easy."

"But he just had a bad attitude towards me. He definitely wanted to chop off my head and use my leather to cover the stool."

"Do you want to chop off her head and use her leather to make a stool?" Jaghatai looked at Tiberos. The latter did not reply. Instead, he hesitated and remained silent for a while before quietly nodding his head.

"Look at him! He's just bullying me!"

"...Okay, stop making trouble, go and play with Netanev, he is making tea in the next room."

"Tch...Old Cha, you are really not very interesting."

The Eldar cloak shook again and disappeared. Chagatai shook his head helplessly and motioned for him to sit in front of him.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"My Third Captain conveyed news to me, claiming that they had received revelation from the Emperor, and now they are completing a sacred mission with the Eldar."

"Eldar? A revelation from the emperor?" Jaghatai's first reaction when he heard this was confusion, and then he remembered the verbal agreement signed between Commorragh and the Death Army.

Maybe the rd Company of Man-Eating Sharks is with the Death Army now... But what are the Death Army doing in this remote place? Are you also here to see Fulgen?

Jaghatai didn't think about it, so he asked Tiberos for more information. But Tiberos said there was only so much news to send.

Looking at the back of Tiberos getting up and leaving, Jaghatai said quietly, "Restrain your anger and murderous intent, and don't let slaughter rule your heart, understand? Elafren is a friend, and she has met the emperor. Emperor, don’t be too hostile towards her.”

"Yes, elder."

I don’t know if Tiberos listened, but he felt a headache when he thought about the situation of the man-eating shark. The exiled descendants of Corax became even more paranoid and bloodthirsty over the millennia.

"If they knew the reason for their exile, would they throw themselves directly into the arms of Chaos?" Chagatai thought in his mind, and after thinking for a long time, he decided to keep this secret buried in his heart forever.

Although the man-eating sharks themselves could not explain clearly what sins they wanted to atone for, Jaghatai knew very well the reasons why these warriors fought in the ghoul sector.

If anything succinctly sums up Corax's philosophy as Lord of the Ravens, it's Thok'honor's comments.

"Let me tell you who my lord is. Corax is the enemy of the oppressors and the friend of the people. The people raised him and the people educated him."

Growing up in the forge world of Kiaval, he became the savior of thousands of slave workers. Corax, who grew up eating a lot of food, has deep feelings for mortals. Although it is often said that the Raven Guard and the Night Lords are at the pinnacle of infiltration warfare, the starting points for their operations are completely different.

The Raven Guard fights in a flexible and agile way in order to minimize the casualties of innocent people. They will cut off rotten flesh as accurately as a scalpel and mobilize the resistance of the people of the planet.

They would teach the populace how to conduct guerrilla warfare and how to defend themselves against their oppressors with simple weapons.