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Chapter 229 What do you mean by "Let me sit on the Dark Throne"?

Qin Yun acted swiftly.
He assembled a group of active players, drew upon the Imperial Guard and the Fist of the Empire, and a unit of the Solar System Defense Force.
They boarded a warship and entered the network at top speed.

At this time, the Empire had already built multiple fortified outposts along the network road leading to the City of Miracles, based on the Geller Shield and the Deflector Shield.

As for why not use the inexpensive and high-quality Void Shield,
The main difference is that the netherworld doesn't have curtains like the real world; it's only separated by a single netherworld wall.

Attacks transferred using the Void Shield are highly likely to be brought back by those warp creatures.

For safety reasons, all outposts use the latest deflector shields.

The current mission of these fortified outposts is primarily to ensure the logistical support of the frontline troops, monitor any breaches in the network, and defend against potential demonic armies.

As Qin Yun led the Imperial forces toward Comoros along the route through human settlements, they unexpectedly encountered a Spirit Clan force led by two old acquaintances.

Eldrar, the prophet of the Usvi Ark world.

The Curtain Walker of the Clown Theatre Company – Hilandri.

After establishing communication, Eldraar expressed his wish to speak face-to-face.
After considering it for a while, Qin Yun let them board the ship.

The two Eldar were welcomed into the battleship's reception room by diplomatic officials, where Qin Yun, along with numerous imperial generals, received them.

"The saint's circle of friends is truly wide; even arrogant necromancers are willing to serve you."

As soon as Eldrar entered the hall, he spotted Tarasin next to Qin Yun.

"In terms of arrogance, we are not even one ten-thousandth as arrogant as you."

Tarasin scoffed and retorted without any politeness.

"As the culprit who caused the chaos in the warp, you have no right to blame others," Eldraar said sternly.

"The Eye of Fear is surely not the work of our race, is it?" Tarasin sneered. "We repaired the rift created by your creator."

"And your indulgence has created a huge hole in the universe. How dare you stand here and criticize us?"

"The chaos in the warp arose from the jealousy of your race," Eldraar accused. "Without the War of Heaven, the Chaos Gods would not have been born."

"The law of the universe is that the strong prey on the weak. It is natural for a powerful army to wage war and seize resources. What is wrong with that?"

"Yes, yes, you Spirit Race are good people, you have not started wars against other races."

"Did you make your fortune selling hooks, the former Eldar Empire?"

Tarachin was already quite skilled at verbal sparring.
During this time, he learned a lot of new words from the Chosen One, which made Eldrar's face turn red and then pale.

"Enough, Tarasin. Eldraar is my honored guest. I don't want to embarrass you in front of others, but if you continue to be so insolent, I will not be so lenient with you."

Qin Yun looked at Tarasin, and a surge of anger ran through his mind.

This Tarachin really doesn't get along with anyone.
Turalyon argued with him, Casarith argued with him, and now even Eldrair is arguing with him.
Moreover, the words spoken from that little mouth are like knives, stabbing straight into people's hearts.

Eldrar's expression softened upon hearing Qin Yun reprimand Tarasin.

Qin Yun then looked at Eldrar.

"Prophet, you didn't come here to argue, did you?"

“I’ve come about the Comoros,” Eldra said.

"Comoros?" Qin Yun frowned. "Are you going to plead for your fallen kin?"

Tarasin scoffed, "When the Comoros were capturing and torturing humans, you didn't plead with the Dark Eldar. Now that the humans have launched a counterattack and settled scores, you're pleading for mercy again."

"But that's normal. Some races have double standards. What others do is considered heinous, but what they do is excused."

"Their moral standards are even lower than ours!! The Fearful Death Clan kills at most for war and to seize territory, unlike some races that kill simply to torture people."

“You have no right to speak here,” Hilandri glared at Tarasin.

"Of course I have one. I am an advisor to the human empire. There is an old human saying that goes, 'Those who hold a position should govern accordingly.'"

Tarachin stared intently at the Veilwalker, a mocking expression on his face.

"Forget it, I guess you two are uncultured and can't understand such profound words."

"Simply put, now that I'm working for the Human Empire, I have to consider the interests of the Human Empire."

“We cannot stand by and watch the saint be fooled and deceived by you.”

Eldra and Hilandri looked rather grim.
Tarahim's words were too harsh.

Moreover, his words completely shut them down.

Even if they wanted to plead for Comoros and ask the saint to stop, they couldn't say it now.

“We are not here to plead for Comoros,” Eldra said.
"Comoros has now become a battlefield of multi-race warfare, and slaughter and death will nourish the Chaos Gods."

"Once they gain the upper hand, the entire Comoros will unleash a terrifying storm that will sweep through the entire network system."

“Sage, I heard from Casaris that you want to seek technical support from the Usvi Ark world to repair the network.”

"The problem is, once Comoros is destroyed, the entire network will collapse, filled with demons, and will become unusable."

"Furthermore, it could also threaten Terra's network entrance."

Eldraar paused for a moment before continuing.

"There is only one way to stop the network from collapsing."

"What method?" Qin Yun asked.

Eldraar said, "That would be for you, the Sage, to personally sit on the Dark Throne of Comoros and, like the Lord of Man, suppress the raging warp energy."

Qin Yun stared wide-eyed at Eldrall.

You immortal old man, how dare you say such a thing?!

Why don't you go sit on the throne when you can put a young man in his twenties on it?
Eldrar, having discerned Qin Yun's true intentions, looked troubled.

“Our race’s use of psionic energy far surpasses yours, but there is one thing we must admit.”

"That is, our race's spiritual potential is not as good as yours. We may look powerful, but it's just that the ancient saints have developed our potential to the extreme, unlike you who have only just begun to explore it."

"The surge in the number of human psionicists after the Great Rift opened is the best proof of this."

"There is simply no one in the existing Eldar race who can sit on the Dark Throne. Even if I were to sit on it, I wouldn't last an hour before turning to ashes."

"As an Emperor Saint, your power is no less than that of Magnus, only you have not gone as far as he has."

"You only need to sit for a few hours to repair the cracks and then you can step down from the throne."

"Otherwise, we can only watch as Comoros is blown up and the entire network system is paralyzed."

Qin Yun looked at Eldrar,
This guy has lived so long, yet he's not even as good as Makado?

It's worth noting that Macado managed to hold out until the Emperor and Horus's final battle ended.

"Is it really only a few hours?" Qin Yun asked. "What if we end up not being able to get off once we get on?"

Eldraar said, "No, the Dark Throne only suppresses Comoros. Even if you leave the throne, the worst outcome will only be the destruction of Comoros as a result."

“We have brought materials to repair the cracks. These are the only materials left in the Usvi Ark world. Once they are used up, it will take a long time to cultivate them.”

"Alright, let's give it a try." After thinking it over, Qin Yun decided to give it a shot.

Although dangerous, the rewards are also high. If successful, humanity will be able to control Comoros and, consequently, the entire Web.

The network route is currently the most cost-effective way to travel faster than light.
If the human empire can control the network, its commercial trade will reach new heights.

After reaching a consensus, the Eldar and humans acted together, taking a faster route to the Comoros battlefield.

…………

Terra Palace.

"What do you mean the empire is in trouble? You've just banished me to guard the pond!!"

Seeing the information screen in front of them,
Trajan's forehead was covered in a dark line after he finished his daily training.

Aren't the Imperial Guards just fond of staying in the palace and dislike interfering in the empire's politics?

That's wrong too!

Moreover, I am, after all, the commander of the Imperial Guards and one of the high-ranking lords of the empire.

Do you know what it means to have a high position and great power?
Do you even know what it means to have immense power and influence?
Issuing orders in this tone, and you expect me to guard the pond?

Do you not take the title 'Imperial Guard' seriously?!

Oh... I forgot, the Emperor is on your side.

The Imperial Guards were the ones who were banished to the cold palace!
Trajan was so angry that he snapped.
He then dutifully donned his armor and went out to inspect the implementation and execution of various policies.

The relocation of Terra's surface is progressing smoothly.
With the completion of the space nest city, many people were sent to their new homes.

Construction of gardens has begun near the palace, and initial results are already visible.

The lush trees and vibrant flowerbeds, arranged by the architect, are breathtakingly beautiful, like a paradise on earth.

Numerous drones and their servants are tending to the plants, adding water and fertilizer according to a carefully programmed sequence. In the sage's plan, the entire planet will become a vast garden planet, a sacred place forever bathed in light.

At that time, only imperial heroes and cultists who have made great contributions will be allowed to set foot on Terra and pay their respects to the Emperor.

The High Lords Council is currently fulfilling its duties in a dutiful and orderly manner.
Meetings are held to discuss various problems encountered in the reform, followed by various disputes, until a satisfactory result is reached, which is then implemented.

As inefficient as ever, but stable.

The Mechanical Order is constructing various magnificent structures in the void of the solar system.

Each of these megastructures is far larger than the Mountain Array.

Countless drones, mining rigs, and workers are mining resources in the asteroid belt.
After initial processing, these resources are sent to the mechanical repair shop for secondary processing and then assembly.

In order to acquire enough resources to construct the megastructure, the Mechanical Order plans to expand its mining operations.

The mining operation has included galaxies connected to the subspace, and there are also plans to target the stars in several desolate galaxies.

Trajan briefly examined the megastructure projects currently underway by the Mechanicus.

Giant shipyards, mass-produced bullet bows, stellar energy converters, and space-time star-destroying cannons, among other things.

"This thing is pretty good." Trajan looked at the description of the transdimensional planet destroyer and became somewhat interested.

By drawing energy from the sun and converting it, they can use interdimensional wormholes to launch cross-line-of-sight attacks on designated planets.

If completed, it would theoretically be able to launch cross-spacetime attacks on any location in the galaxy.

At that time, sitting in Terra, you can remotely control the transdimensional planet destroyer to fire a shot at the Eye of Terror.

Haha, so satisfying!!

At that time, the Imperial Guards will be able to support other battlefields without leaving the palace.

Trajan examined the relevant documents with a serious expression.

Those around him were utterly intimidated by his imposing presence, and they all lowered their heads, not daring to utter a word.

They had no idea that the commander of the Imperial Guard was preoccupied with ideas about how to burn planets after the trans-dimensional planet-destroying cannon was successfully built.

…………

The Battle of Comoros.

The various factions are practically tearing their brains out.

The titanium group is the most tragic.
They had never experienced such a chaotic battlefield before.
They were all dumbfounded when the demons swarmed into the warship and launched their attack.

"We're here..."

"We're here..."

Strange sounds continued to echo inside the Guardian-class warship.
Subspace creatures flickered and took shape inside the warship, screaming as they pounced on the tactical squad formed by the Fire Clan.

The Fire Clan warriors' heavy battle suits were as fragile as paper in the face of the demons.
There was no blessing, no faith, no spiritual power.

The only technology the Tau people can use to fight demons is the technology they believe in.

However, in places where subspace energy is rampant, the laws of physics are forced to succumb to the chaos of subspace.

The technology they once thought could conquer the universe proved incredibly fragile on this battlefield.

With their sharp teeth and claws, the demons easily tore through their battle suits, tearing at their flesh and souls.

"What kind of monsters are these?!"

O. Shi saw endless monsters on the monitor screen.

Their appearance was terrifying and horrifying, beyond description using the language of the Titans.
Just seeing the appearance of those monsters was enough to cause damage.
Some irreparable wounds have appeared in the minds and souls of the Tau people.

The Fire Clan warriors fought valiantly, doing everything in their power to prevent the demons from seizing their warships.
However, the demons' offensive was too strong, wave after wave, endless.

"Abandon the warships."

Realizing he could not hold the warships, O.S. issued an order for an airborne landing, hoping to preserve the expeditionary force as much as possible.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Victor, the supreme overlord, looked at the chaos and the Comoros engulfed in flames and gave his final order.

"Immediately detonate the star."

The black sun, confined within the pocket dimension by special technology, suddenly expanded, releasing terrifying heat and light.

However, the next second, the Great Demon, the most beloved darling of the Chaos Gods, appeared on the chaotic battlefield of Comoros.

The first to appear was Angrath, Khorne's favorite Archduke and the guardian of the Skull Throne.

After Khorne's once-favored champion Skabrand betrayed him, He created Angrath, making him the ultimate symbol of war and destruction.

The first thing Angelus did upon appearing was to swing his battle axe and shatter the black sun that was about to explode.

Next was Carlos, Tzeentch's most beloved Weaver of Fates.

He waved his scepter, binding the black sun and turning it into a plaything in his palm.

Following closely behind Nurgle's favorite—Kurgaz, the father of the plague,

He injected the plague into the black sun that was about to explode.

Countless flies and Nurgle crawled out of it.
Before long, the black sun turned into a rotten, porous bed of decay.

Finally, Slaanesh's favorite—Zarakané, the tormentor—made his appearance.
The black sun stopped expanding and transformed into a place of debauchery, tinged with purple and pink.
Countless creatures indulged in unrestrained lust on it, releasing their desires and pursuing ultimate pleasure.

The power of the Great Demon was now clearly manifested.

In places where warp energy is abundant, they are the gods of mythology.

Two of the black suns turned green, revealing two green-skinned faces that roared "WAAAGH!"

This excited the green-skinned orcs on the battlefield, who roared with excitement and slaughtered even more fiercely.

O. S witnessed this scene firsthand.
He always regarded the highest good as the truth.
But everything that's happening now has plunged him into deep doubt.

Is this universe truly scientific and rational?
Everything that was happening in my mind was too absurd.

Victor's face also turned deathly pale.
The Chaos Gods are influencing the Comoros battlefield.

On the players' side, they also witnessed the outrageous behavior of the Chaos Gods.

"Damn it, nobody told me Warhammer 40k was high magic and high attack!" The twisted man knocked away the charging demon with a single blow.

"I'm totally confused. The arrogant guy in the radio who chopped the sun into pieces with a sword is actually real."

Jujiro unleashed a violent bolt of lightning, blasting away the charging green-skinned creature.

"Quickly, go and invite Brother Zhai to come and subdue the demon!" the sea turtle shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, fiery tornadoes suddenly appeared within the human camp.

A grey knight clad in heavy silver armor, wielding a greatsword radiating terrifying energy, emerged from the flames.
His eyes burned with psychic light, an iron halo hung behind his head, and the Book of Demons was bound to his waist with iron chains.

Behind him followed the Cursed Legion, engulfed in flames.
The warriors clad in black armor remained silent, firing their explosive rifles at the distant wave of demons.

"For the God Emperor!" A voice echoed in the sky.

The living saint Celestine has appeared.
Her pure white wings spread out, like those of a holy angel.

The twins followed closely behind her, reciting sacred prayers with her.

Golden light shone upon the human troops, giving them the courage to continue fighting the enemy.

"A sea turtle? You've unlocked a new skill where your words come true?"

The twisted man looked at the gray knight, whose entire body radiated psionic energy.

Clearly, this is the legendary, famous "cool guy".

The sea turtle looked bewildered. "No, I was just talking nonsense."

The warrior swung his sword and killed a demon. "Then keep spouting nonsense."

"What nonsense are you spouting?" the sea turtle asked.

"Quickly go and ask the guide to exorcise the demon," Jujiro chimed in.

"Will this work?" The turtle looked doubtful. "The Guide is in Terra!! How could he possibly be here?"

"Let's give it a try, there's no harm in it," the man with the twisted personality said.

"Quickly, go and ask the guide to subdue the demon!" the sea turtle shouted.

Then, the war horns sounded.
Large numbers of human and Eldar warships appeared on the battlefield of Comoros.

PS: Another 5,000 words, but the second chapter might be a little later. I feel like my writing speed has slowed down recently, but I can't change the fact that I'm still writing 10,000 words a day.

Keep up the good work.

I expect this book to reach one million words by the 11th or 12th.

(End of this chapter)