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

The Eldar must also be separated, and Efreni needs Alaitok and the Idenyan Ark Eldar to go to the universe to act as messengers and gather the scattered Eldar to hold a meeting of the Phoenix Lords.

As for the gathering place, they chose the galaxy owned by Lin Fan.

The old woman's sword Ifreni, which was placed on the spirit bones of Bietan's Ark, has not yet been pulled out. She knows that when the sword comes together, Bietan's Ark will fall apart.

"First settle the clan members, and then consider the issue of gathering five long swords." Ifreni expressed her considerations to the young king of Bietan.

......

In the subspace, according to the precious records written by the Imperial Astropaths and Navigator families with blood and time, they have never seen such a peaceful and peaceful time in the subspace.

The smell of the wind of chaos blowing through the universe has become much smaller, but the world of the empire still has uprisings of dissatisfied people. Their anger poured out into the entire world, killing all the nobles and imperial officials huddled in the palace.

However, during subsequent investigations by the Inquisition, no Chaos Demons were found in these incidents, nor were they instigated by cult members.

It was a very ordinary people's uprising.

To be honest, it was the first time for many inquisitors to deal with such a clean incident. They did not know the standards by which uprisings and suppressions should be carried out to enforce the Emperor's will once they were freed from the threat of Chaos.

"Beat them traitors! Even if they look normal now, they will reveal their corruption in the future!" Some old inquisitors are famous for their suspicion in a ruthless organization like the Inquisition. They roared at the meeting again and again, swearing in the name of the Emperor: "There must be a Tzeentch conspiracy behind this!"

"We need to deal with it carefully. The political and economic problems on these planets need to be solved. This is a good opportunity to remove the threat of Chaos from the hive." Other inquisitors praised the Emperor's help and considered it to be his victory over evil. The beginning of a safe future for humanity.

Regardless of what the Inquisitors thought, the Empire's bloated bureaucracy began to stir in an attempt to solve the problem.

The bureaucracy is full of rigidity and slowness, but there is no shortage of fanatical believers. Under the baptism of religion, they never think about dedicating everything to the emperor so that their humble souls can get a glimpse of the great emperor.

They will work hard and overtime until they are called to the throne.

The Golden Throne standing in the subspace is still so towering and shining with golden light. The most stubborn materialists in the empire will cry excitedly when they see the throne, feeling guilty from the bottom of their souls for their own stupidity.

The hymns of the state religion originally echoed here, but today it is extremely quiet.

"I also wrote a hymn of the state religion, you have to listen to it." Slaanesh gave herself a new look. Wearing a thick black nun's robe, she looked dignified and holy.

The God-Emperor sat silently on his throne. He closed his eyes, and the Emperor within him was curious about what Slaanesh would write.

"Ahem..." Slaanesh cleared his throat, ""The Emperor's Fire Sword"."

"The Emperor's flaming sword is a sacred, magnificent and unspeakable weapon. The nuns of the Sisters of the Tear of Piety have been taught to revere the Emperor's flaming sword since childhood! But the flaming sword is really difficult to enshrine, and the most powerful one is The elite nuns who have the spirit of sacrifice and are the most experienced and tenacious in combat will sigh in self-reproach.”

"A prayer event will be completed by 666 pure nuns, who will stand in a circle around the flaming sword. Surrounded by pious eyes and loyal hymns, the holy fire of the flaming sword will continue to rise and expand, extending upward and outward. . This is a display of the Emperor's power, which irresistibly shakes the heart of every nun."

"As the prayer activities progressed, one Sister after another collapsed to the ground under the scorching flames of the Emperor, and fell into a coma from exhaustion! The Flame Sword was disappointed with the performance of the Sisters, believing that they were not capable of obtaining the great Emperor. The emperor's appreciation. In the end, Sister Maria's weak body burst out with unprecedented strength. She embraced the fire exhausted and turned herself into ashes to show the piety of the nuns."

"With one leader, more will follow. After all 666 Sisters were reduced to hot ashes under the sword, the Emperor's flaming sword finally returned to calm, but the flames of the pious would not let the sword Becoming weak makes it harder and sharper, making it possible to harm the body of the Dark Evil God..."

After Slaanesh finished reciting, her body squeezed under the nun's robe expanded and squirmed excitedly, with many bulges appearing on the top of the nun's robe. She gasped for the fragrant and hot breath and asked the emperor for his opinion.

"How about it? Can it also exist in the cathedral of Terra?"

"I wouldn't put this thing in a cathedral."

"Isn't the writing bad?" Slaanesh felt a little aggrieved.

"Not good." The God-Emperor and the Emperor replied in unison.

"Oh!" Slaanesh fused the nun's robe to himself and tore up the poem in his hand. "Really, what's wrong with me? Isn't it just praising your flaming sword? You didn't write to Tzeentch The article found fault with me, but on the contrary, they found fault with me!"

"You should write something else."

"Okay, then I will write "The Emperor's Great Star Torch"" Slaanesh twisted his body and left.

You'd better really mean the Star Torch... thought the Emperor.

Silently he picked up the scripture written by Tzeentch, which he took from the original body when he appeared in the black glass throne.

"The Road of Hope"

The title already wins Slaanesh too much.

The Emperor flipped through "Path of Hope" and nodded in agreement just like Celestine had done before. The content in it did not contain the madness of the evil god and seemed quite reasonable.

"Why is he working so hard?" the God Emperor asked calmly, "He didn't get the Ark, and his strength was also damaged. The three evil gods in the entire subspace were nesting in their lairs and licking their wounds... This Pointless."

The Emperor didn't know how to answer. He looked in the direction of Tzeentch, trying to see the figure of the Lord of Change through the crystal barrier.

"I don't know what he is going to do, but I know who can disrupt his plan..."

"Lin Fan?"

"Greenskins."

The emperor's answer stunned the God Emperor for a while, and the light emitted by the star torch also trembled slightly.

"They will mess up all plans, including ours."

"Do we have a plan?"

"Then do whatever you want."

The God-Emperor kept the Star Torch running, closed his eyes and stopped talking. The Emperor relied on the power of the God-Emperor to transmit his words to the vast empire.