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"...Why do you have such an expression?" the Emperor asked in surprise.

"Don't ask." He Shenyan didn't even want to say anything. "Just don't ask... oh."

He sighed, and wisely chose to change the subject: "The Jaghatai Khan has returned to the empire, how about you? Don't tell me you haven't found any until now."

"I really haven't found any of them yet."

The Emperor nodded, and made no secret of his slow progress—there was nothing to hide, what could he do if he couldn't find it? Of course I will continue to look for it.

"However, it's not without progress." He said slowly. "I'm after Magnus' soul shard."

"Still looking for it?"

He Shenyan raised his eyebrows puzzled.

We all know the one-eyed sunburned O'Green...no, it's not. It is Magnus, the Crimson King, King of Warlocks and Cyclops. The pathetic Primarch, whose impatience had blundered long ago, had fallen, but his case was peculiar.

—his soul shattered into many fragments.

Some have long been broken, and some are still unknown. Among his many soul fragments, the most famous one is probably the Crimson King. It is also his main personality, and it is also the personality that later fully ascended to become Tzeentch.

However, Tzeentch is dead.

She was slain by the Emperor himself, and there was no possibility of her resurrection. The emperor's psionic nature is the natural enemy of the warp, even gods like the four evil gods cannot escape, and will even suffer more serious damage due to the opposition of the nature of power.

The master is dead, how can those demons gathered under Tzeentch live alone? Most of the demons were torn apart alive by the Khorne or Slaanesh demons who rushed over as early as the first moment of Tzeentch's fall, and the planets and secret treasures they had mastered were also taken away. This is a complete dog eat dog.

The fate of the Chaos Warband was not much better. Although they did not completely rely on their masters like Tzeentch's demons, Tzeentch's fall still had a certain impact on them.

Magnus, the Crimson King. As Tzeentch's great demon, he was most implicated at the moment of Tzeentch's fall. According to the Emperor's reckoning, he lost his sanity, if not his death. Even the body of the demon cannot be maintained.

His body will collapse into the most primitive warp etheric energy. This is one of the sad things about traitors—after they are completely degenerated, they will lose even the ability to survive independently.

"Of course we need to find it." The emperor said in a deep voice. "His soul has been shattered too much, as many as nine pieces are known. And one of the nine pieces has been destroyed..."

He turned his head and said to the mage in the storm of the warp space: "I must retrieve all his soul fragments, otherwise, he will become an out-of-control psyker after his resurrection."

"As far as his spiritual power is concerned, if it gets out of control, it will be a complete disaster for the empire. Even if we have a way to control it, it is just a stopgap measure."

"You want the best of both worlds, don't you?"

He Shenyan smiled.

"...Is it possible that you have?"

The sorcerer spread his hands in a rather lonely manner: "No, if I had one, I wouldn't stand here and chat with you. Ha, it's really hard to be a good person."

His words elicited a sigh from the Emperor: "It is true that it is difficult to be a good man...it has been so since ancient times. The right way is always the most difficult way, which is why human beings always make mistakes. We're wired to choose the simple, and the simple...isn't always right."

"It's just a struggle against nature."

He Shenyan waved his hand, tore open the portal and temporarily left the subspace, and even crossed the boundary directly - he had to slow down. The influence of Slaanesh has not been completely eliminated. Currently, the best place to go is the White Tower.

There are two shops there, one is called Succubus Massage Shop, and the other is called Elf Bubble Bath.

The mage who was fighting against his nature just a second ago is now standing in front of the elf bubble bath,

He frowned and looked at the succubus massage parlor opposite him, thinking about which one he should go into.

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Compared to a mage who quit his job and went fishing, Angron and Sanguinius were more conscientious.

Since the end of the battle to defend Terra, the two of them haven't had a moment's rest. First helping rebuild Terra, and then working with Crane to cleanse the Inquisition. When Terra finally stabilized, they even boarded the same ship and set out on a tour around the empire's borders.

...It is said to be traveling around, but in fact it is to meet relatives along the way. The Archangel made up his mind to let every offspring see him with his own eyes, and let them know that their genetic father has returned. And Angron was actually reluctant to come with him at first.

Leaving aside the fact that his cosmic archangel is a betrayer, the fact of admitting relatives is enough to make him feel uncomfortable. But he really couldn't stand Sanguinius' soft and hard talk—Angron comforted himself more than once afterwards, no one can stand it, I should not.

But... there are more and more people on board.

Sanguinius felt that there was no problem with his kinship, but his heirs didn't think so. After finally looking forward to the return of the father of genes, what if he is lost by accident?

The descendants of the angels who thought this way did not realize that their father was now a pure subspace creature, let alone death, it would be very difficult to trap. Of course, no one dared to tell them about this.

In short, every time Sanguinius visited a battle group, he would accept some heirs as his guards—he was comfortable, and the heirs who boarded the ship were also comfortable, but Angron was uncomfortable.

"Can't you just tell them who I am?!"

In the room of Sanguinius, Angron said dissatisfiedly: "I wear a helmet all day long, this ship is not just yours! I have to hide my true face on my own ship?!"

Sanguinius smiled apologetically: "Brother, please don't get angry. But the empire has not officially announced your return, so it's probably not good for them to see your face and know who you are."

Looking at his impeccable and perfect smile, Angron, who had nowhere to vent his anger, had to grind his teeth, and lifted his Lightning Ax against his shoulder.

"What are you doing, brother?"

"......train!"

After saying this, Angron put on his helmet and left Sanguinius' room. The archangel sighed, his brother from another universe is good at everything, and he is even very insightful about philosophy, but he gets angry easily in some trivial places.

better than the other.

Thinking of this, he smiled helplessly, picked up a book and continued reading, patiently waiting for the spacecraft to arrive at Yin Stefan III.

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