Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light

The thoughts disappeared, and Matthew's consciousness returned to reality.

It's not very realistic to say that this fourth floor itself is not part of the real universe.

"Have I lost my soul?"

Matthew looked at his hands, confused, because he didn't see anything different from usual.

Huestis did not disturb Matthew's self-examination. He quietly and gentlemanly took out a pot of black tea and waited for the person in front of him to calm down before drinking together.

After all, we are all colleagues from now on, so we need to be more polite.

Matthew clenched his fist. The pain he felt at the moment was completely gone. He felt that he was full of vitality again and returned to the peak state of his youth.

This is……

Does the great light desire give you power? Although it didn't meet expectations, it was pretty good. With this power, he could protect his son tomorrow.

as well as……

Thinking of this, Matthew's expression became a little ferocious. He would never let that dirty beast go easily.

"sit."

Huestis sat him down again

The corpse spots on Matthew's body had not completely dissipated. He lifted up his sleeves and wondered what he was thinking.

"this is for you."

Huestis tilted the hot-air balloon-like lantern in his hand towards Matthew.

The lantern that had given Matthew light earlier broke free from Huestis's hand and came to Matthew.

Matthew thought it was really just a lighting tool.

"Can your devil's lamp still fly?"

"This is not a lantern."

"Then what is this?"

"One of the nine heads of a god."

"..."

Matthew suddenly felt that this thing seemed a bit scary.

He counted Huestis's lanterns and found one missing.

Huestis explained to him, pointing his right index finger to his temple.

"There's another one, right here."

What does the so-called gaining part of the power of a god mean?

Matthew finally understood what power the evil god said he would exchange for his soul.

A god's skull contains part of the god's power. Although it is not much, it is far more valuable than a mortal whose spiritual energy is burned out.

"How do I replace it in my head?"

"I don't know either. I am a big demon, a subspace entity. I can cut open my head and fuse it directly. And you are a mortal..."

Matthew Xiu studied the lantern, and the next moment, the thread of the hot air balloon lantern plunged into the blood vessels of his right wrist like a worm.

The bug began to multiply rapidly inside his body.

This process was very painful, but Matthew didn't show any signs of it. He was so calm that Huestis was a little scared.

When the spine of the god's head covered Matthew's body in the form of blood vessels, the head began to fade away.

"I can feel that it is one with me and has given me some forbidden knowledge and wisdom."

Matthew could summon this lantern-like head at will. Even with a thought, the lantern stopped floating and turned into a lantern, falling into his hands and being carried by him.

The knowledge gained from the Skull of Abates made Matthew a little uneasy.

"Cornis is like the vegetable market of the Chaos Gods. If we use the power of the gods here, will we be noticed..."

Huestis was a little disgusted by Matthew's stupidity.

"It's true that Cornis is the vegetable market of the Chaos Gods, but Chaos is the vegetable market of the Supreme Lust. Where do you think your head came from? Let me tell you, it's just the leftover bones eaten by the great Him."

"..."

Matthew felt like he had been a frog in the well so many times.

On the snowy mountain.

"Look! Look! How do people become fathers? How do you become a father? Are you embarrassed?"

Raste began to speak of the Emperor again.

The Emperor avoided the question by asking instead.

"Why should we watch and chat on this snowy mountain, but not elsewhere?"

"This is called artistic conception, do you understand? It's not on the top of a snow mountain, but you still want to follow me and lie down under someone's bed to peek?"

The Sixth Evil God had no consciousness and was still reading the real "Legendary Classics" there.

Not knowing where to turn, his expression became extremely shocked. After closing the book, he distanced himself from the emperor.

The emperor didn't know which part of his dark history had been uncovered, which made this wicked evil god so disgusted.

"Makado is a fake..."

As he spoke, Rasta lowered his head and glanced at the illustration in the book, where the girl in a tutu was a boy.

He backhandedly threw the Emperor's Black History in his hand, which frightened the evil god.

The emperor reached out with a dark face and used his spiritual power to pick it back up. If someone else picked it up, he would have a lot of good things to talk about.

Malcador, the Empire's first regent and Prime Minister who governed the entire human realm during the Emperor's Crusades, was an Immortal.

How can the immortal age?

This is just an image that Malcador used to suppress others because of his majesty and temperament.

Rasta observed Malcador's projection in the subspace and found that this guy was an overly handsome boy.

When he looked back at the timeline, he finally found the time when the Emperor and Malcador first met.

At that time, Malcador was wearing a rose-purple tutu, standing under the purple wisteria flowers, looking at the emperor from a distance, and at one glance...

Later, he was tricked to death on the golden toilet by the Emperor, who cheated his teammates.

"I think it's better to disband the Garden Baby Army."

Guangyu dislikes the emperor a little, and a good relationship with the emperor basically doesn't end well.

Even Malcador, his friend, died tragically on the golden toilet because of him.

"Makado will die?"

Although the Emperor is paranoid and deliberately hides his humanity, and handles family relations like an old man who deserves to be beaten, he does have inhuman wisdom, and he heard the meaning of Rasta's words.

It was actually difficult for the Emperor to accept the fact that Malcador would die.

As an immortal, he has experienced so much sadness that his life has passed away from him, so much so that his mind has gradually become numb, and he can be ruthless enough to treat many people who trust and admire him as tools and discard them at will.

But Malcador was different. This friend, who was also an immortal, had been with him for too long and worked tirelessly with him for the future of the empire.

Malcador is his confidant, will support his decision wholeheartedly, and will always be the pillar of support behind him.

"Everything I am doing now is to prevent situations like 'Makado will die' from happening, and you have been wary of me, Ohm Messiah."

Rasta gained the upper hand in a debate with the Emperor.

The last time, the Emperor invited him to mock his ideas with a few children on that alien planet, and the Garden Baby Army was also announced to be officially established at that time.

Now, the Sixth Evil God, who was extremely vindictive, finally invited the Emperor over and showed him his side.

The guy who subdued the Void Dragon with the Poké Ball he got from nowhere, and thus got the Ohm Messiah Vest, fell silent.

Rasta did not give him a chance to slowly think about his refutation. He handed the emperor a ski.

The emperor took the skis and looked at the slope of the snow-capped mountain, which had been modified by Light Desire into an ultimate slide with a super-splendid slope.

While he was still watching, Guangyu had already slipped down on his skateboard.

The Emperor felt a little moved. Like a straight stick or a water gun with a long range, it was an irresistible temptation.

He put the skateboard under him and slid down.

Snowflakes flew past the sides of his cheeks, and the cold air made the Emperor's body, impervious to heat and cold, feel a little more awake. He wondered whether he had asked too much of the Primarchs.

The idea was quickly put to an end.

Just after the emperor slid down the snow-capped mountain, he saw the evil smile on Wuxidixi's face.

"One more page."

Rasta was evaluating the book in his hand.

The Emperor lowered his head and finally saw that his skateboard had turned into girly pink at some point, and the Emperor's Power Armor Shinichi was dyed with color.

The heart-shaped pattern on the skateboard seems to be alive, swimming around in the lake of Shinichi Armor.

"How old are you? You are an evil god!"

"I am twenty-six years old. According to the evil god's age, I am still a child!"