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

The flowing blue-green energy pours down from the exquisitely designed gap in the dome, interweaving into a majestic waterfall. It divides the splendid palace into two, and the only thing blocking this energy waterfall is the smooth crystal wall covered with gray and black lines.

Efreni and the Eldar Prophet stood in the center of the hall, the projection of their souls slightly separated from their bodies, like two people stuck together.

As the closest being to Aenead, the God of Death, Ifreni's power of death is far stronger than that of other practitioners of the path of the God of Death. Not only that, Ifreni can also feel the help and assistance of Slaanesh in her soul power.

"Oh~ think about your baby~ think about Guilliman's strong muscles~"

Sounds and false images bloomed in Ifreni's soul. This was not the first time Slaanesh had done it, nor would it be the last.

Everyne, who was used to this, neglected to show the original body's perfect marble sculpture figure in front of her. She was only focused on the ceremony in front of her, covered in a red light robe.

With a flick of the finger, a scepter quietly appeared. As the soul power continued to gather and thicken, the air here became as viscous as water, and Everenne's smooth hair swayed and fluttered with the waves of the air.

The tear-shaped pale gemstone emblazoned on Everenne's forehead became Everenne's eyes to explore the subspace. For the following rituals, the most dangerous existence was the Emperor himself, who was as dazzling as the sun.

The pale gem became hotter and hotter, and Ifreni, who had been closing her eyes tightly, finally found the furious flame. For a moment, she even thought it was the mad demon under Khorne.

After the rune shone three times, Ifreni let out a breath, and then said in her beautiful voice, "I found it. After this rune shines 13 times, the incarnation of the fire of vengeance will come here. To At that time, everything here will be reduced to ashes..."

"That's great!" Lin Fan and Trazin said in unison. They had been looking at the edge of the magic circle for a long time, waiting for Ifreni to say these words.

Looking at the appearance of the two of them, Ifreni also sighed helplessly. She watched the waterfall cascade from the dome and thought about the sight of the cursed fire consuming the waterfall.

Fortunately, the current Eldar are not powerless against the damage to the Ark. As long as the seedlings of the Tree of Life can be planted here, the new leaves will cover up all the damage.

Efreni stepped softly on the marble-like floor. Lin Fan walked up to her after sending messages to others, and Trazin was making final preparations for his video session.

Looking at Ifreni, Lin Fan couldn't help but ask, "To your perception, what does the Cursed Legion look like?"

"What does it look like..." Efreni thought about it carefully.

Everyone can see the pitch-black battle armor, the hollowed-out bone ornaments, and the etheric fire wrapped around the body. With the help of psychic eyes, the Eldar can have a deeper understanding of the nature of the Cursed Legion.

"Demons. Demons who belong to the emperor can only be banished and cannot be destroyed. According to our records, the Cursed Legion only appears in areas with weak barriers to reality, which is exactly the same as the devil's preferences," Ifreni said. He said expressionlessly.

"What do you think of Celestine? Is there any difference between her and the Cursed Legion?" Lin Fan continued to ask.

What's the difference between Celestine and the Legion of the Damned? That's a good question indeed. After the exchanges between the Eldar and humans deepened, many Eldar residents would quietly observe Celestine out of curiosity.

When not using the power given to her by the Emperor, Celestine just wore a flaxen one-piece robe, looking extremely ordinary. But when she used the power of the Emperor, a pair of huge wings instantly formed from her back, and she wore a gorgeous set of glittering golden armor.

In the form of a living saint, Celestine is an inspiring beacon. Even the Mechanicus sages who have undergone numerous transformations and whose own personality and machinery are unmistakable will be inspired by her appearance.

Celestine and the Cursed Legion have completely different temperaments, just like the positive and negative sides of the same thing.

"If I say...she is much more human than those things made of fire. If we win the war against the warp, what should be done with the Legion of the Damned and the Living Saints?" Ifreni replied. After finishing, Lin Fan was asked another question.

Lin Fan thought for a while and finally said, "It's time for the soul to rest in peace. When the situation calms down, there is no need for the dead to contribute more to the living. That would be unfair to them."

While the two were communicating, the original bodies had already arrived.

Dorne, Perturabo, Jaghatai, Fulgrim.

Although he did not see it directly, Lin Fan felt that Cozi was hiding in a shadow and silently observing the situation here. He was curious about what happened beyond the prophecy. Angron, who had a metal body, did not appear. He was still huddled in the dark room, immersed in the pain and regret of the past.

Slightly slower than the original body were the Iron Hands transported by the Lamenters, and their power armor and mechanical modification parts were stored in the warehouse. The Iron Hands, whose legs were replaced with metal, could only rely on two heavy-duty drones to transport cargo.

This was the case for Chapter Master Sturnus of the Iron Hands. He was lifted up by two drones. This was not a glorious experience for a Space Marine, but the Weeper thought it was no big deal.

"They will soon see the Father of the Primarch, and they will have us to thank then."

But for the current Iron Hands, there is only humiliation in their hearts. Being disarmed and being transported around the alien territory is like a domestic animal waiting to be slaughtered.

Naturally, Stunus couldn't understand the spell formation outlined by the Eldar. He felt that everything the Eldar did was a symbol of filth and blasphemy. He held his neck and cursed, swearing that he would return to the world from hell after his death. .

"No matter what, he is still in good spirits." Looking at the emotional Stunus, Lin Fan didn't know what to say. He and everyone silently waited for the rune to shine thirteen times.

While waiting, Jaghatai felt that Stunus was really noisy, so he walked over and talked to Stunus, trying to calm him down.

When gentle exchanges did not produce the desired results, Jaghatai was ready to resort to violence.

The temperature of the air suddenly increased, from refreshing to burning in just a moment. The green and beautiful waterfall also dried up quickly, and the white spiritual bones crackled as they were being roasted, exuding a choking burnt smell.