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Chapter 313: The young widow Issa walks around showing off her thick soup
The great sage Belisarius Cawl shuttled through the Black Library, searching for the information he needed.

The great primordial force that was unwilling to admit that it was God opened the door to this crystallization of the wisdom of the Eldar to itself.

Here is the knowledge accumulated by the Eldar themselves, as well as the wisdom stolen by the Eldar from various races, including humans.
Belisarius Cawl mainly focused his energy on the Emerald Record that the Great Primordial Power had given him.
The origin of human bioalchemy is recorded in this secret book written by the Emperor.
Belisarius Cawl tried to decipher some of the mysteries, and was shocked by the wisdom of the Emperor and Om Messiah.

If he had gotten this book earlier, perhaps he could have taken the Primaris technology to a higher level.
Belisarius Cawl was looking for a book that could help him better understand the Emperor's technology. His eyes fell on a book written in an alien language on the bookshelf. Well, this language seemed to be in the style of the Necrons, but it was slightly different.

But Belisarius Cawl could still vaguely recognize that it was a record of the anatomy of the ancient elves.
Belisarius Cawl hated those abominations. All machines were extensions of the God of All Machines, all technologies were the wisdom of Om Messiah, and all power came from the original power.
He stretched out a mechanical hand and tried to pull out the book——

The fire formed a barrier on the bookshelf, and an Eldar rune depicting wings, flames, a bird's head, a single eye, and a crown flashed in the air, stopping Belisarius Cawl from reaching out.
"This is a barrier woven by Asuryan, separating mortals from the gods, and in turn, isolating the Black Library from knowledge that is overly related to the gods."

"My dear Isa knew how to get around it, but now she's slurping soup in the house of the God of Plague!"

Xi Gaoqi's giggles rang out from midair. He was standing on the top of the Black Library with the great Original Power, discussing something.
Belisarius Cawl bowed to the Great Primordial Power and continued to search for what he needed in the Black Library.

"Asuyan's barrier? This thing is still there?" Zhou Yun raised his eyebrows with a little curiosity.

He knew the origin of this thing. Long before the Eldar fell and the Pantheon was still intact, the Eldar goddess Lilith made a prophecy.

Khaine, the Eldar murder god, will be slain by the Eldar.

How should Zhou Yun describe Kane?

Kane is a pure god, a god who has lost himself in high-level interests, a god who has abandoned thinking, and a god who is harmful to both the material and subspace universes.

As the God of Murder, Kane has his own unique methodology for dealing with the various complex problems in this world, and that is killing!

There is no problem in this world that cannot be solved by killing. If there is, it is because we haven't killed enough.

Will he be killed by the Eldar? Others might be confused and hesitant about this incoherent prophecy, but Cain would not.
Since the elves will kill me in the future, why don't I just kill all of them now?

Then, Cain, the god of the Eldar race, appeared in the material universe and began to kill the entire Eldar race.

As for questions like what would happen to his race after all the Eldar were killed, it was hard to say whether Kane had thought about it or not.
But the other gods of the Eldar obviously couldn't stand Cain's abstract behavior. In the end, the master of the Eldar Pantheon, Phoenix King Asuryan, wove a barrier.
This barrier will permanently separate the Eldar from the gods, and the gods and the Eldar will no longer be able to communicate and contact directly.
In the end, Slaanesh was born, the gods were devoured, and Khaine was shattered by Slaanesh, born of the Eldar's indulgence in lust. In a sense, this also fulfilled Lilith's prophecy.

But in Zhou Yun's opinion, if Lilith hadn't made a few blind predictions, Cain wouldn't have massacred the Eldar, Asuryan wouldn't have separated the gods from the Eldar, the Eldar might not have indulged in lust if they were controlled by the gods, the tragedy of Slaanesh's birth might not have happened, and Cain wouldn't have been shattered.

It can only be said that this is a story with a very Eldar style.
“It seems you know where this barrier came from?” Xi Gaoqi said with a smile: “This barrier came directly from Asuryan, the true Lord of the Pantheon. In other words, it came from the Eldar Pantheon itself.”

"As long as the Pantheon does not completely fall, this barrier will always exist, but it will weaken as the Pantheon weakens."

"If you want to break this thing, you have to kill all my brothers in Slaanesh's stomach, crush Cain to death, strangle Inad, and then kill Isa and me."

"The Eldar Pantheon still exists?" Zhou Yun asked with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"Of course!" Xi Gaoqi waved his hand vigorously.

The black library in front of Zhou Yun was stirred up by a wave. The scene in front of him was shaking like the surface of water, revealing the scene under the water.

It was a temple, magnificent and exquisite, with millions of exquisite carvings and patterns, and slender arches constantly shuttling between the domes, weaving into a fine net.
Under the dome are many thrones,
Some are burning with fire, hanging with scales and phoenixes, standing at the highest point, and some are hanging with a broken hand, hanging with a small skin bag, as if the thread of fate is flowing on it.
Some of them are covered with traveler's cloaks, and hung with exile's tools and tents, like the homes of homeless people.
Some held forge hammers and anvils, some held maidens' ornaments, some held dead hounds,
But most of these thrones were broken into pieces, and only a few were still intact.

On the throne burning with blood and fire, with ninety-nine bloody swords hanging from it, sat a shattered statue.

The throne with its vibrant branches and white flowers was empty, with a hint of mold growing on it.
The throne with all kinds of magic props and malicious jokes hanging on it is quite inconspicuous, but there is also a laughing clown sitting on it, with a crown on his head.

There was also a throne that looked like it had been newly carved, and on it sat a cold, lifeless figure.
In addition, Zhou Yun raised his eyes with taboo and looked at the dome of the temple. A faint purple light fell from the dome.
"Look, the Pantheon is right here, but unfortunately there are only a few gods left sitting in this position."

Xi Gaoqi continued to speak with a giggle.

Zhou Yun was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the Eldar Pantheon was hidden under the cover of the Black Library. No, it should be said that it could only be hidden under the Black Library.
It must be the combined power of the Black Library and the Pantheon that allowed the Clown God to hide inside and avoid being hunted down by Slaanesh.

"In fact, a new cycle has been formed in the Pantheon." Xi Gaoqi waved his hand and hid the Pantheon under the Black Library again.

".You, Inard and Isa?" Zhou Yun asked with raised eyebrows.

Isa as the goddess of life, Inad as the god of death, and the god of laughter in the center, this does seem to be a cycle.

"No, it's Kane, Inad and me. Isa is absent." Sigouch shrugged and said, "Of course the cycle is not perfect. Kane is still fragmented."

"If Kane had not been broken, He would have started killing the Eldar directly."

Zhou Yun couldn't help but twitch his mouth and said:

"Kane is responsible for killing all the Eldar, and Inad is responsible for being born after all the Eldar are dead. You are useless. Is this called a cycle?"

"How on earth did you come up with this?"

"Given the situation of our elves, it's good enough to have something. Don't I just want to get by?" Xigaoqi said with a helpless expression.

Then He chuckled and said, "Or you can help me get Isa back from the Garden of Nurgle."

"This way, Kane will be responsible for the killing, Isa will be responsible for the rescue, and I will be responsible for cheering them on from the side."

"Okay, okay. Isa is a young widow, and our human emperor is also a young widow. The two of them can get along well." Zhou Yun grinned and joked.

“Hehe, you——————” Xi Gaoqi’s laughter stopped abruptly. He raised his head slightly and looked outside the Black Library.
Darkness, deep and cold darkness is spreading across the Webway, and the heavy weight of death is weighing on this treasure trove of Eldar wisdom.
All the clowns felt a bone-chilling cold, as if their souls had lost the protection of their bodies and were completely exposed to the cold wind.
Something twisted, something huge, something invisible to mortal flesh, was pressing in through the webway,
The clowns understood this instinctively.
Zhou Yun saw it more clearly.
He saw that in the darkness that seemed to exist but not exist, there were countless swirling and flowing circuits circling, interweaving, and flowing in the void.
In these circuits are countless Eldar souls, wandering in the loop, circling around in it like a ghost wall.

All emotions, wills and spirits converged into one in this vortex, forming a strong desire.

Longing for true death, longing for revenge against Slaanesh, longing for the destruction of everything
All these wills swirled together, and millions of faces screamed hideously at the same hatred and pain, transforming into an indescribable monster.

That is the Eldar god of death, Inad
"You actually dragged me here." Xi Gaoqi frowned slightly.
Inad's true body was hidden deep within the Eldar Infinite Circuit. Just as Sigourchi rarely let himself leave the Black Library, Inad would hardly let his unborn true body leave the Infinite Circuit.

Generally speaking, the one who carries out Inard's will is.
The death monster named Inad twisted its body, and the brilliant flames composed of its soul condensed into a cold figure in the void.

The figure had white hair like death itself, a face that was blue and cold, ethereal, a slender figure, androgynous. In one hand he held the Crone's Sword, "Sword of All Souls. Villiszaar," and in the other hand he held up the pure gold symbol of the god of death.
Inkani, the first product of Inad's creation and the incarnation of the god of death.
(End of this chapter)