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"I have found a way to keep divinity away from you."

"Get it from that tree man?"

"how do you know?"

He Shenyan smiled: "I know a lot of things—ah, his reputation in the White Tower is not bad, he is a man of integrity... So, what did you pay for?"

The emperor's expression remained the same: "Compared with your life, that is a worthless price."

"In fact, I don't really want you to be obsessed with saving me." The mage shrugged, showing indifference. "There's something wrong with me psychologically, my friend, and self-destructive tendencies have taken over me."

"For a suicidal person, your ability to express yourself is unbelievably articulate."

"Because I don't care enough."

He Shenyan grinned: "As long as you don't care enough, you can turn a lot of things from impossible to possible. Wanting to commit suicide can't hurt me anymore, I'm just surprised by this kind of emotion--say To be honest, I can’t believe it myself.”

The Emperor stared fixedly at his young friend, a mage from another universe who had been busy saving others, looking so vulnerable at the moment.

He stood under the stars, with a smile on his face, but no smile in his eyes.

"... nihilism."

The emperor said in a low voice for a long time: "You think all this is meaningless, I understand this feeling."

"What? The great emperor once felt this way?"

"In the good old 2k days - yes, I felt that way."

The emperor seemed to be lost in memory, and his expression became a bit bitter: "At that time, I thought that human beings could end the meaningless infighting with their own efforts, and they could unite and walk into the starry sky together. I was wrong. I must To make a move, there must be such a mechanical descendant character to lead them."

"I didn't like it, so I was depressed and I went into self-imposed exile for a while."

"The sorrow of the longevity species?"

"The Immortal." The Emperor corrected him. "You too, at least for now, your self-identity is still a human being."

"My humanity fades away, my friend."

He Shenyan is very open about this matter: "The longer the life span, the weaker the human nature will be...Damn it."

He rubbed his face and sighed.

"I thought I would be different from them, but now it seems that I just haven't reached that point yet." He Shenyan stared at his hands, observing the palm lines. "I hate this feeling, sliding down the abyss and not being able to do anything."

"That's why you have that idea? Give power to a new god, and then run away regardless of anything?"

"Escape is human instinct, my friend." The mage smiled slightly. "I'm not denying that — frankly, I'm a bit tired."

"I don't want to say something like 'cheer up' ... but you still need to listen."

The emperor's expression became serious, and then he pointed at himself.

"Everybody gets tired, everybody gets confused about the future, I can't escape it, you can't escape it, but so what? Don't let it get your way, my friend, you must keep fighting...  .This is destined to be a war with no end in sight, unlike this galaxy, where the war will eventually end, but yours and mine are different."

To this, He Shenyan just nodded.

"Perhaps," he said quietly. "But I can't promise you something—it's like a thought, and at first it's just some weird delusion, like standing on a rooftop and wanting to jump. And then you keep thinking, keep thinking, this The thoughts will become bigger and bigger..."

"What will happen in the end, no one can tell.

"

He smiled freely and sincerely said: "It's a mistake, my friend—thank you."

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The chainsword in Cordos' hand was roaring—this was not a metaphor, but a real description.

His sword was about to break down, and some weird reason made it very difficult to operate. The sound of the chain saw running smoothly now sounded like the laughter of an asthmatic patient. Just hearing it made people feel uncomfortable. Can't breathe.

Exactly why this happened, Cordos didn't know, maybe it was because the bloody machine spirit was unhappy. He took a step back, dodging the enemy's insidious thrust, and then moved forward gracefully, with the chainsaw sword out at the same time, knowing the Slaanesh traitor who had been trembling with him for about two minutes.

The other party let out a grunt from his throat, and fell down with his head tilted, fatally wounded in his chest, and the chainsaw sword sliced ​​through his chest. He was dead, and so was the chainsword.

Panting, he regained his strength. So far, six traitors have died at his hands. This was a great military achievement, but Cordos was not happy at all. The Emperor's Sword Chapter rushed to this planet after receiving a call for help, but was inexplicably ambushed on the way.

This group of Slaanesh battle gangs who came out of nowhere attacked them, rushed out of the chaotic reef star field, and slammed into their ship with a ram, causing an explosion and at the same time activated the jump gang. war. For the unprepared Emperor's Sword Chapter, the current situation is really not optimistic.

The more crucial point is that up to now, he has not seen any of his brothers—the living brothers.

Along the way, blood and corpses were everywhere. The dead bodies of the loyalists were regarded as playthings by the traitors, blood was smeared on the corridors and ceilings, even the portholes were not spared. While this scene made Cordos furious, it also made him feel a certain kind of shudder.

What about the rest?

Could it be...

No, impossible.

With anger, Cordos immediately overturned his guess, and began to silently recite the Emperor's holy words to get rid of distracting thoughts. He had to do this to give himself some faith and some motivation to keep going.

——Fortunately, the world will not be too cruel to him.

Around the next corner of the ship he was met by the three Astartes of the Emperor's Swords Chapter, advancing cautiously in formation, and it was a welcome relief for both.

"Sergeant Cordos." The leader was a technical sergeant from the sixth company, with a serious expression and only one right eye. "Even though I don't like to say it, I have to tell you that it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Me too, One-eyed, me too."

"Hmph." The so-called one-eyed technical sergeant showed a cold smile. "Fortunately, I won't bother you about calling me by my nickname this time... These two are recruits from the 10th company. They just passed the test not long ago. Damn it, they haven't even received their own power sword."

Cordos looked at the two blood-soaked recruits with scrutiny, and nodded approvingly, which made them straighten their chests immediately.

"Let's come here to reminisce about the past, where are you from?"

"The hangar, where the traitors have set up an evil formation."

Cordos cursed: "I brought it from the middle of the bridge... It seems that we have to go to the main control room first."

"Agreed." One-eyed nodded, took a bolt pistol from his waist and threw it to Cordos. "Come on, sergeant, the command is transferred to you."

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