Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light

Outside the cave, heavy rain poured down, thunder ripped through the darkness, and a wave of panic fell.

Luojia slept soundly holding three elf balls.

Matthew is holding a lantern in the rain outside the cave.

Ever since Luo Jia left home, he has been secretly following his children.

Matthew's sense of responsibility is too strong, which may be a protective mechanism being triggered.

What Paul almost did to Erebus had greatly improved his cub protection attributes.

He was also distractedly paying attention to Erebus. The mark he left on his parents and children allowed him to sense whether Erebus was in danger at any time.

"You're worried about him."

The tall, pale god stepped out from behind Matthew, shielding the father of his two children.

The rain no longer wetted the demon's body.

Matthew could keep the rain off his body, but such movement might trigger Luojia's keen sense as the original body, so he chose to blend into the rain.

"host!"

Matthew turned around and knelt before the merciful God. Regardless of whether he was graceful or not, he placed his knees on the ground.

"Shashasha..."

The sound of the rain was so loud that it upset the god who felt that he was selfish.

I should be more selfish - or so He thought.

But He sighed and finally gave Matthew a promise.

"I have reserved a place for your wife in the Divine Blood Heaven."

The terrifying thing vaguely mentions a place that does not exist in reality or subspace. That place has not even been established yet and only exists in the current plan of light desire.

Heaven! Matthew noticed the word.

In fact, in his opinion, this fairy tale world is already paradise.

There are no real disputes. Everyone lives a life of abundant food and clothing under the blessing of light and desire.

His biggest wish is that after his wife is resurrected, a family of four can live in the realm of time and space forever, and he is willing to go through fire and water for this.

The heaven of which the Merciful, Compassionate Lord of Lights speaks is never that simple.

The divinity of Abates was full of longing for that paradise, which made Matthew notice that it was a place that all gods longed for.

Throughout the galaxy, past, future, and present, everyone is suffering in eternal war and pain.

The four main gods of Chaos have existed since the time of the Old Saints. They once sent out demonic armies to attack the Necrontyr, the predecessor of the Necrons, as well as the Star Gods, Orcs, and Eldar.

There are always people who think that the period of the Ancient Saints is too beautiful.

In fact, during the period of the Ancient Saints, there were also endless wars, and the Milky Way never had peace.

The current Eldar and Orcs are just biological weapons developed by the Ancient Saints. In a sense, the wars in the past were more intense and there was no place for ordinary people to survive.

There may be times of calm, but they are just the calm before the storm, an illusion that makes people unable to live in peace.

The galaxy and subspace are places where even gods cannot control themselves.

The Primarch, the Emperor, the Eldar gods, the Star Gods, and some of the lesser gods in Chaos who were oppressed by the four main gods, none of them possess the true essence of gods.

But in fact, none of these superior beings in the eyes of mortals can control their own destiny, and the ideals they pursue throughout their lives are eventually shattered.

The galaxy is the tomb of hope, and the Emperor is the gravedigger, trying to appear cold and ruthless, then digging up the tomb and pulling out the hope that has not completely rotted away and grown maggots to guide his empire.

Rasta has seen through the nature of this galaxy, so he has prepared too many plans.

Whether it is stealing the Four Gods or the Divine Blood Heaven, it is one of his many backup plans.

He was actually scared too.

He is too young. Not to mention the four old people in the subspace, even the emperor is many times his age.

He never looked down upon those four guys. While He was preparing, those four things were also preparing.

It is not clear what the other party's plan is, but it is just a subspace arms race going on at the same time. This is an invisible war full of deception and theft.

He didn't know if the Emperor was under pressure, but he was, but he used the evil spirit filter to erase his own pressure, which was a way to soothe others and calm negative emotions.

Matthew really wanted to consider the Lord. He guessed the limitations and costs of the existence of the Divine Blood Heaven, but he couldn't refuse.

That was his wife, the one he loved most.

Rasta stared at him. At this moment, the Sixth Evil God was as cold and ruthless as an abyss.

"Thank you for your gift! And generosity! I'm sorry, but I don't have anything to repay you. Even this humble strength is your pity and care."

After Matthew went through a fierce psychological struggle, he shamelessly accepted the Lord’s gift.

"Very good, Matthew, you have passed the test, you have passed the test of the evil god, and you are now my loyal lackey.

Seriously, if you turn down your spot in heaven for the one you love most, I will abandon you!

Even if you don't care about your beloved, you have already deviated from the scope of my priesthood of lust. "

The tall, pale monster stretched out his hand and placed it on his heart.

A brown-haired woman with pigtails, whose appearance could not be said to be absolutely beautiful, flew out from the monster's chest. She was wearing the same outfit she loved most in life.

This light made Matthew, who lowered his head and shed tears and felt ashamed, feel the warmth of a family reunited after a long separation.

He knew that the evil god's words were to make him feel at ease.

He raised his head, the lantern in his hand fell, and he stretched out his hands.

The pale horror placed his wife's soul in his hands.

She opened her eyes, her soul enlarged, and she looked at him. In the dim light, her beloved embraced each other again, across life and death, before they were separated for what seemed like several lifetimes.

The meeting ended quickly.

Rasta put away the soul of Matthew's wife again and placed it in the treasure chest, where the soul of another holy Lena was also there.

The treasure chest of wealth is very full.

These souls, acquired by the supreme chaos, can no longer be plundered by the gods.

Matthew uttered a voice, a war cry, one that would be recognized as one of the creeds of the Word Bearers Legion.

"I will shed the last drop of blood for the Divine Blood Heaven!"

This sentence does not contain too many heroic words, but only indomitable determination and a simple and straightforward expression of one's heart.

but……

"Shedding the last drop of blood for the Divine Blood Heaven? Very good, that's enough."

Rasta took out a new script and threw it to Matthew.

"You father and son should have a good meeting. It's quite embarrassing to follow you all day long. Luo Jia misses you too."

Then, the tall monster turned around and was swallowed by ashes.

Matthew held the script and missed the feeling when he hugged his wife just now.

Until dawn, he evaporated the water on his body, walked into the cave, and began to make breakfast for the children.

Luo Jia rubbed his sleepy eyes and thought he was not awake.

But soon, he was pleasantly surprised.

"Father?!"