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Chapter 179 The Holy Blood Angel Welcomes His Great Father (6.2k)

The fall of the archangel is seen as a symbol.
Symbolizing the good and beautiful aspects of humanity, it was utterly destroyed in the Horus Rebellion.
The death of Saint Gilles symbolizes the passing of light and beauty.

The Holy Blood Angels Chapter has a rich history of heroes and think tanks.

They had all pondered one thing: how to resurrect Saint Gillespie.
But upon further investigation, their conclusions were all disheartening.
That means there is no possibility of Saint Gilles being resurrected.

"Sage, are you joking?"

Dante glanced at the holy coffin, then turned to look at Qin Yun.

He intended to point out that resurrecting the archangel was impossible.
But the saint standing before him was himself the embodiment of miracles.
Upon realizing this, Dante was suddenly unable to voice his true feelings.

To deny another possible miracle in the face of one miracle feels strangely foolish.

"I'm not joking."

Qin Yun turned to look at Dante and Mephisto.

“The archangel’s soul is shattered, and his existence has been completely erased by Horus.” Mephisto lowered his voice, filled with sorrow. “He cannot be resurrected.”

"You've all met San Giuliano, right?" Qin Yun asked.

After the Battle of Baal came to an end, San Gillenor and his cursed legion left silently, just as they had arrived without warning.

There are still too many wars going on in the galaxy.

San Giuliano and the Cursed Legion need to go to those battlefields to help humanity win.

"I have seen it." Dante nodded, acknowledging it.

Far away,

The recent Hades Shield campaign and the just-concluded Baal campaign...
San Giuliano all appeared.
He even met him in person when they were in the Hades Galaxy.

Mephisto nodded as well.
As the chief think tank of the Holy Blood Angels, he also witnessed the manifestation of Saint Gillenor on many occasions.

Qin Yun stretched out his hand, and a golden light slowly emerged, outlining the appearance of Saint Gilles.
“You should know the origin of Saint Gilles. He was chosen by Saint Gilles because of his noble qualities and his willingness to sacrifice himself for the archangels, which allowed him to be elevated.”

"If Saint Gilles has completely perished, how can Saint Gilles continue to exist?"

Mephisto stared intently at the archangel hovering in the air. "But how can we resurrect Saint Gilles?"

The portrait of Saint Gilles in Qin Yun's hand shattered, turning into hundreds of points of light.

"On the Soul of Vengeance, Horus not only shattered the archangel's body, but also his soul."

“These fragments of the soul were swept away by the storm to various times and spaces. We must collect all the fragments in order to resurrect the archangel.”

"Then what should we do?" Dante's eyes showed anticipation.

"At present, we only have a general idea," Qin Yun explained. "I need to explore this matter further before we can find a practical solution."

"If you are willing, I would like to summon the Eldar prophet to come to Angel Castle to discuss this matter."

“They are aliens.” Dante frowned, somewhat hesitant.

"They are also our allies. They were involved in Guilliman's resurrection. The power of death can reverse life and death, so they can definitely contribute to the resurrection of Saint Gillespie," Qin Yun said. "Will the Archangel's current state get any worse?"

Mephisto looked at Dante.

Although he is the chief think tank member, Dante is the warband commander.

This is a matter that Dante must decide.

Dante showed signs of struggle.
After a moment, he nodded.
"Alright, I agree to let those aliens into Angel Castle."

Qin Yun smiled and put away the projection of Saint Gilles.

"You will not be disappointed, Dante. One day, Saint Gilles will return to us, just as Guilliman did."

"Now, let's go back to the ground and discuss what we should do next."

After Qin Yun finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Saint Gilles's broken remains again.

The Emperor has really given him a tough problem!
Resurrecting Saint Gilles is no simple task.

Before leaving, Dante and Mephistopheles paid their respects to the remains of Sanguis once more.

Then they turned and left.

As the footsteps faded into the distance, the tomb fell silent and dark once more.

A soft sigh rang out.
It seems to have come from a distant, barbaric era, passed through the present world, and drifted into the distant future, gradually becoming ethereal and eventually disappearing without a trace.

…………

At Qin Yun's summons, the Eldar prophet Casarith arrived at the hall of Angel Keep.

After entering, he looked around, his gaze sweeping over Qin Yun, Dante, and Mephisto in turn.
He then turned to look at Qin Yun and bowed to him.

"Sage, what is the matter that you summoned me here for?"

"Some questions require your expertise to answer," Qin Yun said, pointing to the long table in the hall.

"This matter will take quite a while to discuss, let's find a seat first."

Dante opened the communication device and had his servants bring him meat and wine.

The Blood Servant is very fast.

Before long, they arrived with a sumptuous feast of food and drinks.

"Just put the things away, and I will personally entertain the guests."

When the servants tried to open the wine bottle, Dante stopped them and ordered, "Also, do not let anyone disturb us."

The servants bowed and then left.
"Please take a seat."

Qin Yun gestured for everyone to take their seats, then looked at Casaris with an apologetic gaze.
"I'm sorry, human wine is not as delicious as yours, but this is the highest standard in Angel Castle. I hope you don't mind."

"The master's hospitality surpasses all delicacies." Casaris showed no arrogance in front of Qin Yun, speaking with great humility.

Dante and Mephisto were somewhat surprised.
You see, those pointy ears didn't look like this when they were facing them.
Their eyes were all looking up at the sky.

They keep calling each other monkeys and vulgarities.
Just thinking about it makes me furious; I feel like I could shoot their heads off.

While they were talking, Dante uncorked the bottle.

And the goblet was filled with deep red wine.

Deep within the center of the extreme star field, a crimson scar spreads out, forming a blood-red curtain that envelops numerous worlds.
This will create an interstellar desert that is harmful to humans and difficult for them to survive in.

According to some secret legends, this scar was torn open by humanity with a mysterious weapon in response to the abhorrent intelligence that betrayed it.

However, another theory suggests that the red scars are marks left by ancient gods during their battles.

No one knows the truth, but the only certainty is that deadly radiation poisoned every human colony, including Baal.

Due to the red scars, Baal is a completely desolate and deadly world.

Such places can hardly produce decent fruit.

Only by carefully nurturing it in a greenhouse can one obtain bitter fruit.

Like other fruits, the grapes used for winemaking cannot survive in the harsh environment of the Baltic wild.

Only within the monastery of Baal, under the meticulous care of numerous servants and protected by advanced technology, can they survive.

However, the grapes produced have hard skins, with only a thin layer of flesh attached to the seeds.

This results in the wine being very bitter.

The only advantage is that these wines are very red and full-bodied, not like wine, but more like the blood of the world of Bal.

Qin Yun took a small sip, only to find it so astringent it made her tongue numb.
He would also drink some wine when hosting banquets in the Calissis sector.

But none of those wines were even one ten-thousandth as bitter as Bal wine.

Instead, Casaris showed a look of surprise.
"This wine is quite good."

These words immediately surprised Dante and Mephistopheles.

For a moment, they couldn't tell whether the other was being sarcastic.

Perhaps sensing their doubts, Casaris took another small sip, revealing an expression of enjoyment.

"What you humans call fine wine is nothing but chaff to me, while this has a unique flavor."

“I will consider speaking to the Council of Usvi and persuading them to purchase Baal’s wine. Only such bitterness can keep the Eldar constantly reminded of the pain of the Great Fall.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Yun immediately knew what the other party was thinking.

No wonder his ancestors were wealthy; he's enjoyed too much good fortune and now he just wants to experience some hardship.

"You didn't come to see me just to drink wine," Casaris said, putting down his glass and looking at Qin Yun.

“Of course not.” Qin Yun opened a projection, showing the figures of Guilliman and Saint Gilles. “I want to ask how to resurrect Saint Gilles.”

“Resurrecting Saint Gilles, that’s a good question.” Casaris took another sip of wine.

“Kasarris, the Eldar are more ancient than humans and possess far more knowledge. You even once had a pantheon. If you are willing to share your knowledge and wisdom, you are sure to find a good solution,” Qin Yun said.

"Yes, we are far more ancient than you. My race has witnessed the Warp's transformation from peace to chaos and possesses Warp knowledge beyond your imagination."

“Resurrecting Saint Gilles is a very difficult thing, but it is not impossible.”

Casarith's words attracted the attention of Dante and Mephisto.
Could it be that we can really bring the archangel back from the world of the dead?
"Share your thoughts," Qin Yun said.

Casaris mentally organized his thoughts before speaking, "The archangel's soul is shattered, lost in the past, and even the future. This is the biggest challenge in resurrecting him."

"If this problem can be solved, the resurrection of the archangel will become possible."

"To collect all the fragments of the archangel?" Qin Yun muttered to himself, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Casarith's statement was similar to what he had thought.

To resurrect Saint Gilles, we must first gather all the fragments of his soul.

Without a soul, even if the body's injuries are healed, the true Saint Gilles cannot be resurrected.

Casarith continued, "I have heard of a legend about the King of Angels in Baal; it is an ancient allegory."

"The noble King of Angels rose from the dead and commanded that his throne be raised into the sky, becoming an eternal God."

"Does the resurrection of Saint Gillespie have anything to do with this story?" Mephisto asked, frowning.

“Of course it’s related. If Saint Gilles is the protagonist of this story, and he didn’t come back to life, how could this story have come about?” Casaris took a sip of red wine.
Dante frowned, scrutinizing the alien wizard with a look of skepticism.
“How could my lord be the angel lord of this myth? Yet this legend was already circulating among those aliens before humans even arrived in Baal.”

Casarith laughed. "That's the beauty of the warp. When a demon or a god is born, it exists simultaneously in all the nodes of spacetime."

"As long as we ensure that Saint Gilles transforms into the King of Angels in the future, this mythological allegory will naturally be complete."

“Then how can we ensure that Saint Gilles becomes the King of Angels?” Mephisto asked. Casarus swirled the wine in his goblet, the blood-red liquid forming a vortex.

"This is very simple. The answer has already been revealed in mythology: the golden angel and the black angel returned to their positions and knelt before the King of Angels."

"When the King of Angels gives the order, the two angels will work together to lift the magnificent throne and ascend to heaven."

"Will our Lord become a god of the Warp?" Dante asked with some concern. "If so, will the resurrected archangels still be archangels?"

"Excuse my bluntness, but if we don't do that, Saint Gilles will still come back, only in a form that you cannot understand."

Casarith revealed a chilling truth.

“What does this mean?” Mephisto asked.

Casarith didn't keep us in suspense like he used to.
Instead, he answered Mephistopheles and Dante seriously.
"Faith is the most powerful force in the galaxy, without a doubt. A spiritual will closely connected to the warp can distort the laws of the real universe."

What kind of impact would it have if a billion, a hundred billion, or even a trillion souls all believed in the same thing?

"Most human planets have festivals to commemorate Saint Gilles, and for ten thousand years people have been praying to him and chanting his name."

"What kind of impact would such a massive belief have? It would probably be enough to make the concept of Saint Gilles deify."

"Resurrecting Saint Gilles first might help restore his humanity; otherwise, I can't say what he'll become!"

"This is alarmist talk!!" Dante glared at Casaris. "Alien, do you know the price of fooling the Blood Angels?"

“I’m only responsible for offering advice,” Casaris said. “How you do it is up to you.”

"Let's not talk about things that far ahead. Let's discuss how to resurrect Saint Gillespie first," Qin Yun brought the topic back. "The primary issue is to retrieve Saint Gillespie's soul."

“What should we do?” Morpheus asked.

“By retracing the path once trodden by the archangels, fragments of the soul will appear on planets where momentous events have occurred, such as Signas and Devon.”

Qin Yun paused for a moment before continuing, "And most importantly, the Vengeful Soul."

"........."

After some discussion, Qin Yun, Dante, Mephisto, and Casarus devised an effective resurrection plan.

The first step is for the Holy Blood Angels and the Chosen Ones to collect the spirits.

The second step is to use the authority of Death and the power of the Infinite Key to reshape Saint Gilles' physical body.

The third step is to use Baal's power to resurrect Saint Gilles as in the myths and legends.

After finishing his discussion, Casarith finished the last of his wine and walked out.

Eldar guards, clad in full black armor and wearing embedded bone-white masks, were waiting outside.

Once away from humans, Casaris revealed a smile that said, "Everything is under control."

This aroused the curiosity of his companions, who asked him why he was so happy.

"That emperor-sage was even more cooperative than we imagined."

"He actually wants to resurrect Saint Gilles, even though a part of Saint Gilles' soul is firmly controlled by the gods."

"In this way, there is no possibility of compromise between humans and gods. The two sides will definitely fight to the death over Saint Gilles until they exhaust all their strength."

"To put it another way, if humanity has the audacity to challenge the gods and seize the soul of Saint Gilles, we can also take the opportunity to reclaim the Old Woman's Sword and truly revive Death."

"The Eldar Empire will draw nourishment from the corpses of human civilization and the Chaos Gods to complete its great resurgence and once again rule the galaxy."

The other Eldar were overjoyed to hear Casarith's words.

The greater the conflict between humanity and chaos, the greater the likelihood that they will benefit from it.

"Then we'd better help them resurrect Saint Gilles."

"I can't wait to see humanity and chaos wage a large-scale war."

"Just like the war in Heaven countless years ago, the Eldar will be the biggest winner."

"........."

…………

Yatoma,
As this world became the capital of the Calissis Sector, it prospered even more.

Magnificent skyscrapers pierce the clouds, while transport ships, like schools of fish, shuttle back and forth between the earth and the sky.
Today, the eleventh batch of players logged in.

The cardinal cleared out the clergy ahead of time so that the Emperor's retinue could descend into the real world.

As the church towers rang out their thirteenth bell, a flurry of flashes appeared in the church's open space.

Each flash of light represents a member of the divine emperor's retinue.

In no time, the entire cathedral was packed with people.

"Holy crap, holy crap, this really is virtual reality!!"

"This will shock us for ten thousand years!"

"I will crush Slaanesh, crush Khorne, and kill Nergog. I swear by blood that I will do it. If I cannot do it, then so be it."

"Warhammer has been shrouded in darkness for millennia, but now I have come."

"I am the Emperor, and now I have unexpectedly become a player. Whoever gives me 500 contribution points can return to Terra and I will appoint him as the Sun General."

"........."

The cathedral was as noisy as a morning market, filled with the sounds of players everywhere.

After the newbies made a ruckus for a while, Xiling's projection appeared and quieted them down.
But Xiling disappeared after completing the opening sequence, and the church instantly became very noisy again.

The battle groups then emerged one after another.

They unleashed servo skulls, and loudspeakers roared recruitment slogans.

The Agricultural College team has also started recruiting, but their recruitment methods are somewhat unique.
A huge barbecue grill was set up, and skewers of mushrooms, eggplants, and other vegetables were placed on it and grilled.

"We're hiring! We're hiring! Just join the Agricultural College and you can eat as much roasted mushrooms, eggplants, and pumpkins as you like!"

A player from the Agricultural Academy team was shouting and turning the barbecue grill, sprinkling spices.

Before long, the aroma filled the air, attracting countless drooling players to crowd in front of the recruitment booth.

"Just fill out the form and you can eat all the vegetarian barbecue you want."

Players at the booths also enthusiastically promoted their groups and distributed membership forms to other players.

A few newbies couldn't resist, so they filled out the form and started eating grilled mushrooms.

"These mushrooms taste really good. They have the tender texture of mushrooms and the chewy texture of meat."

"The most delicious mushroom I've ever tasted in my life is one I've ever eaten in a game."

"Your grilled mushrooms smell so good, do you have some secret recipe?" Someone approached the barbecue stall and asked the player in charge of grilling.

"A secret recipe? No, it's probably just that the ingredients are good, so it tastes good," the player said.

"What kind of mushrooms are these?" the man asked again.

"These mushroom slices are all undeveloped green skins, and the eggplant and pumpkin slices are also vegetable embryos that are currently being studied."

The player's words stunned the newbie who was happily eating.

Those who were able to enter this game had all researched the Warhammer universe.

The fierce, huge, and incredibly powerful orcs have become kebabs in their hands?!

Damn it...

"These guys must be from Paradox Interactive."

"Green-skinned barbecue, a knock-off of starfish canned food??"

"A newborn!! What kind of Warhammer 40 version of a Demonic Mage is this?!"

"Demon Lord: I'm sorry, I've taken the wrong path. I am a law-abiding citizen of the empire, a truly law-abiding citizen."

"........."

The agricultural academy's green-skin cultivation technology was not yet sufficient for them to breed truly controllable green-skinned orcs; most of those vegetable-like beings were also failures.
In a sense, these things are still vegetables.
The green-skinned barbecue was ultimately just a minor incident.

Because other battle groups saw that the Agricultural Academy battle group's antics had generated so much traffic, they started doing the same thing.

They've come up with all sorts of things, like chicken sly wine, deep-diving fish soup, and grilled multi-eyed octopus.

The Witcher band even captured a few lesser demons and made them wear overalls to sing, dance, rap, and play basketball.

The newbies passing by silently pitied those devils, who actually became members of the KunKun Cult just like that.

Sector Governor-General Von and Cardinal Hydrak observed this new group of Chosen Ones.

So they ordered people to proceed according to the original plan.

Send these chosen ones to receive basic training, assign them tasks, and help them level up as quickly as possible.

Meanwhile, on the Imperial Glory side,
Qin Yun, who had just returned from Angel Castle, also learned about the arrival of the eleventh batch of players.

After confirming that nothing serious had happened, they were left to their own devices.

Taking advantage of his free time, he scalped his head. MC Dynasty, Emperor Bull and Horse Warband, issued Sky Eagle Medals.

Before, I was either fighting or on my way to a war zone; I was extremely busy.
When I do manage to find some free time, my husband is always out on assignments, making it difficult to find the time.

Now that we have time and everyone is here, we'll post them all at once.

Scalp, acting as an undercover agent, not only obtained intelligence on the rebels but also acquired information about the Stargate, enabling the Human Empire to master Stargate technology. He was awarded the Gold Skyhawk Medal.

MC Dynasty utilizes the Mind Controller to develop beast taming and mount gameplay, earning the Silver Sky Eagle Medal.

Players of the Imperial Bull and Horse Warband found the BR01 base, allowing the Empire to acquire a bread machine with conversion technology, and were rewarded with a gold Skyhawk Medal.

After distributing the medals, Qin Yun instructed Xiling to make an announcement in the game world and also to publish the player IDs in the Hall of Fame on the official website, including the players who received the Sky Eagle Medal.

This sparked heated discussions among players and fueled their fighting spirit.

He vowed to earn the Order of the Eagle and become a prominent figure.

Qin Yun had just finished doing all that when Guilliman sent a message.

We hope Qin Yun can return to Terra as soon as possible, take charge of the overall reform, and teach those Terra bureaucrats a lesson.

PS: For storylines related to faith, I recommend watching Exorcism Zone. Your beliefs can disregard the dead zone and unleash your power.

Thirteen thousand chapters. I've paid you back one chapter, but I still owe you eight.

(End of this chapter)