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

Then they were given books written by Odmyr, and through the painful process of learning the hard way, they built up a cult of Odmyr.

The great and intelligent Ms. Odemeyer... sighed silently in her heart, and the Earth Clan technician took back his divergent thoughts.

How could Ms. Odemeyer agree to such a thing?

Looking up at the noble, the Tu clan technician shook his head.

What could be wrong with Ms. Odemeyer's decision? There must be some truth that a stupid technician like myself cannot understand.

After writing the construction tasks for the worker bees, the technician watched the palace being built bit by bit.

Three months later, order had been restored to the planet, and it was able to sustain itself without the fleet.

There will be some people left in the Thirty-seventh Regiment, who are responsible for supervising the political situation of the planet, training soldiers, and keeping the planet firmly in the hands of Odemair.

The people on the planet have to say goodbye to the empire's free-range management that only pays taxes and does not care about the life and death of the planet. Except for the nobles and officials placed in the palace, the people on the planet will not miss the bad life of the past.

"We can do two experiments this time." Odemeyer pushed the coffee pot away from the table, and a large piece of paper clearly wrote down the next work.

1. Testing of vaccine efficacy. All residents on the planet have been vaccinated with the Kabbalah Life Vaccine, and preparations for summoning the Wind of Slaanesh have been completed.

2. The establishment and testing of the new spiritual communication department to see how clear the spiritual communication led by the Eldar can be. Priest Delia in the dining hall will cooperate with this experiment.

"Have you sent anything to those nobles?"

"Sent it over, what is that?" Perturabo frowned. He just glanced at the finger-sized bottle, and his eyes were filled with brilliant colors, which have not dissipated even now.

"It's nothing..." Odemeyer pulled the table with his hand and said lightly, "The most powerful hallucinogen that humans can produce, the Spirit Empire also asked us to import it, and I happen to know a little bit about how to do it. "

In the silence, only cold sweat slipped from the forehead of the original body.

Half a minute later, Slaanesh's harsh screams reached their ears, and Slaanesh's pollution spread across the entire planet.

The palace that was built was so special in the neighborhood, it was the tallest building and the most ornate and intricately designed.

The nobles in the building were half alive and half dead under the influence of powerful hallucinogens. The gorgeous hallucinations and pleasure they obtained have exceeded the limit that humans can accept. They cannot move or make a sound, and can only live in incomprehensible extreme fear. Attracting Slaanesh's gaze.

Although Lin Fan sometimes has the shadow incarnation of Slaanesh lying on her body, it is not easy for Slaanesh to do this. She has to spend a lot of energy to break through the curtain that separates reality and subspace, and then maintains her position without breaking down when witnessed by mortals. , even in a depressed state that cannot be perceived.

But now with these nobles as sacrifices to perform the ritual, Slaanesh can come to reality more easily.

"Oh~Hoho~" The lazy and charming voice was like sharp razors scraping together, and everyone on the planet heard this voice.

The palace was replaced by flesh and blood, slender tongues protruded from the palace windows, a sweet and poisonous aroma blew the human skin curtains, and the sky was completely covered by a pink and purple lustful light, in which there were deformed, beautiful, crazy, and elegant characters. The skinless screamer jumps...

The primarchs looked heavy and their bodies were tense. Slaanesh's corruption is pervasive, and even if Slaanesh lets go of her malicious intentions, the aura of corruption that naturally emanates from her body is not so easy to bear.

Odemeyer activated the Geller Stand and took a sip of coffee. She witnessed the distortion in the room as a bystander. She looked at the difficulties of the originals and realized that she had not provided them with any protection.

"Hey, there are so many things, I forgot."

The Primarchs could not find the energy to accept Odemair's apology, and they felt that Slaanesh's true form was getting closer and closer to them.

The Eldar in the bunker hugged each other in fear. The fear rising deep in their souls made them sweat. No one dared to open their eyes.

The soldiers of the Thirty-seventh Regiment and the Tau soldiers performed the Aquila Ceremony in prayer to the Emperor, as did the Space Marines of the Black Templars and Lamenters Chapters.

"Oh~ dear~" Slaanesh leaned towards Lin Fan lightly. The door of the room was contaminated into smooth flesh, and all the furnishings in the room came alive in front of the Lord of Desire.

Perturabo squeezed the stool that came to life under his buttocks, and the stool trembled with suffocating pleasure.

Jaghatai and Fulgrim did their best to shake the kiss from the table.

Dawn shook the paper licking his hair away in disgust.

"I miss you so much~" Slaanesh rubbed his face against Lin Fan's chest, purring like a kitten.

Lin Fan looked at Slaanesh, her humanoid body separated from the moving palace of indulgence, held together by an umbilical cord.

After touching Slaanesh's head, Lin Fan looked at Odemair and said, "Use all your strength? This planet may be doomed..."

"At full strength, the efficacy of this vaccine must be tested in the most extreme circumstances... We cannot afford to gamble, we have no choice, this is... a necessary evil."

"Ok."

Lin Fan held Slaanesh's face, blew into her ear, and told her to pollute the planet with the strongest wind of lust.

"Okay!"

Slaanesh happily agreed and returned to the palace of indulgence. She plucks the nerve-braided strings of her instrument, and her endlessly dancing androgynous servants surround Slaanesh.

The music that drives people to fantasy and madness penetrates into the ears of the citizens of the planet one by one during Slaanesh's performance.

The crazy dance steps were also engraved in their eyeballs and rushed straight into their brains, erasing all ethics and basic morality.

The wind of Slaanesh is blowing harder and harder, and the sound of silence is getting louder and louder. The residents didn't know what happened. Those in the house closed the windows, drew the curtains, and wrapped themselves in quilts.

People on the streets were fleeing in all directions, not knowing where they were safe...

The God-Emperor quietly watched Slaanesh's actions. If the vaccinated residents were completely corrupted, he would be the final salvation for these poor people.

"This is... a necessary evil..." The God-Emperor closed his eyes. If the vaccine can really make Chaos Corruption more difficult, it will be of great significance to the Human Empire... no, to the entire galaxy.

The eternal darkness finally had a glimmer of light. The God Emperor looked at Lin Fan's figure, and finally a trace of relief appeared on his tired face.

The desperate universe trapped in a vicious cycle needs absolute external force to break the deadlock.

Is this the meaning of the existence of the subject?

Tzeentch...you must be watching all this too, right?

The God-Emperor looked at the crystal-covered realm of Tzeentch. He narrowed his eyes and tightened his grip on the flaming sword in his hand.

This is the last chance, you can only succeed, not fail.