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Chapter 249 Aznaya: I heard there are fallen angels here?? (6k)

Lord Zhuode and the others swallowed subconsciously.
An uncontrollable fear arises from the depths of one's heart.

Some of them had lived through the Primarch era and knew just how powerful these demigods were.

Before the Primarch, their proud strength and speed are like those of a clumsy and weak child.

And Saint Gilles is one of the best among the Primarchs.
Once they make a move, these people are almost certain to die.

“Aren’t you dead?” Zhuo De said.

Qin Yun knew these guys thought he was Saint Gillespie.
But he didn't intend to expose him; instead, he spoke in a calm tone.

“Death is not everything. The Chaos Gods can easily resurrect their own minions. And your creator—the Emperor—was feared by the gods. Do you really think He couldn't resurrect his own children?”

Zhuode's body trembled. "Did you personally admit that the Emperor is a god?"

What difference does it make whether you admit it or not?

"Anyway, He already wields such immense power."

As Qin Yun stood there, the oppressive aura he exuded grew stronger, making it difficult for the Midnight Lords, including Zhuo De, to even entertain the thought of confronting him.

"Will you choose to commit suicide, or will I do it for you?"

Qin Yun pointed his spear, crackling with electricity, at the numerous Night Lords.
His gaze was sharp and filled with murderous intent.
“We don’t want to choose either option. As long as you promise to let us live, we can swear allegiance to you and tell you some very important information.”

Zhuo De did not think there was anything wrong with this approach.
Faced with certain death, surrendering is not a bad thing.

Before being selected for the Night Lords Legion
Zhuo De was just a despicable street thug.

He committed robbery, murder, home invasion and rape—most of the crimes that people can think of.

At that time, most of the Night Lord's troops were scum like him.

After Koz left, Nastum quickly degenerated, once again becoming a hell filled with prostitutes, drug dealers, and gangsters.

The officials sent by the empire either quickly degenerated and became complicit with the locals, or were secretly eliminated.

These people paid the prisoners in the jails as tithes to the Midnight Lords, causing the Midnight Lords to quickly fall into corruption.

"We can also swear allegiance to the Emperor once again."

Zhuo De added.

"Go say those words to the ordinary people you killed. If they are willing, I can accept your surrender," Qin Yun sneered.

Having witnessed the devastation of the planet, he could no longer allow these creatures to live.

Accepting these scumbags is what the Chaos Gods are supposed to do, and what Qin Yun is supposed to do is send these scumbags to meet the gods.

“They are already dead. Killing us won’t bring them back to life,” Zhuo De said. “We might as well spare us.”

"We have greater value in living than in dying."

"No! No!" Qin Yun shook his head. "Your deaths are the most valuable thing. In this war, intelligence is not very important. No matter what, the two sides are still competing on hard power."

The faces of the Midnight Lords, including Zhuode, turned ugly.
They hadn't expected their opponents to be so ruthless, preferring to kill them rather than use important intelligence.

After realizing that the other party was unlikely to give up easily,
The Midnight Lords then launched an attack on Qin Yun.

They coordinated perfectly, attacking from different directions and blocking all of Qin Yun's escape routes.

However, in the face of absolute power and speed, any tactics or methods are just fancy tricks and useless efforts.

The spears swept across, the sound of them tearing through the air echoing throughout the battlefield.

With a single strike, it sliced ​​through the bodies of the bat chicks.
Crimson blood and internal organs splattered out, a truly gruesome sight.
Zhuode, now only half a body, lay on the ground, his face filled with despair.
Even knowing that they could not possibly be a match,
But the overwhelming force of their opponent's single blow, which crushed them all, still broke him down.

Too strong, so strong it's despair-inducing.

Zhan Shuai and the other players exchanged glances at each other and then gathered around.

Since entering the game, they have been shocked too many times and are immune to the saint's awesome scenes.

Now, they all accept that the saint is the game's official favorite.
"Now, you can tell me what you know." Qin Yun stood in front of Zhuo De.

"You will never, ever know what the crucial information I'm talking about is!!"

Zhuo De grinned, revealing a mouthful of bloody teeth, his face filled with a vengeful pleasure.

"I suggest you say it now," Qin Yun said calmly, "that way you'll suffer much less."

"Dream on." Zhuo De shouted with his last breath, coughing up blood, before passing away with a smile.

Clearly, he believed he had successfully made Qin Yun uncomfortable.
Originally, if we had simply let them off the hook, everyone could have won.

They deserved it for insisting on such a lose-lose situation.

Zord died; his soul was pulled into the warp and cast into a boundless, surging sea of ​​blood.
Deep within the sea of ​​blood, the savage laughter of the chaotic gods roared like thunder.
There are terrifying creatures in the ocean; they've caught the scent of fresh souls and are swimming rapidly toward us.

He will suffer here until the universe ends and the warp is exhausted.

Zord screamed as the monsters tore at him.

But the next second, a radiant light enveloped him and pulled him out of the sea of ​​blood.

…………

Do you think only the master you serve possesses those vicious techniques?

Qin Yun looked at the lifeless Midnight Lord in front of him and muttered to himself.

He then used his skill to summon the souls of the dead.

After mastering this skill, Qin Yun never tried it.
Now is a very good opportunity.

Golden light emerged from his palm, weaving into obscure and ancient characters that seeped into Zord's slowly stiffening body.

Zhuo De, who had fallen into a sea of ​​blood, opened his eyes again and found himself back in the real world.

This left him a little confused.

Isn't he dead?
Why are you alive again?
Could it be a blessing from the gods?
I knew from the start that someone like me could never be ordinary; I was destined for greatness.

“Tell me everything you know.”

As soon as that familiar voice rang out, Zhuo De immediately recognized it as the voice of 'Saint Gilles'.

If you want to know that crucial information, wait until your next life!

Zhuo De shouted in his heart,
The next second, his corpse spoke, revealing the secret he had intended to take to his grave.

“My lord—the Tenth Prophet Talos—wants to establish a kingdom belonging to the Lords of the Night…”

Zhuode, in his spirit form, stared wide-eyed. This was clearly some kind of spell used on the dead.
Damn it! !
Saint Gilles, you big-eyed bastard, are you now learning warp magic from your traitorous one-eyed Oglin?!
Zhuo De tried desperately to silence his corpse, but he couldn't.

It was as if he was not the owner of the corpse, but merely a third party.

Zhuo De could only look at his own corpse and recount all the information he knew, unable to do anything else.

"Shameful, you shameful person who plays with witchcraft, you are not worthy to be an angel at all."

Zhuo De's defenses have been breached.
He felt a sense of frustration, as if he had been manipulated by the other party.

"Take your resentment and go back to hell," Qin Yun said sarcastically. "Even if you're not worthy, what can you do to me?"

"you……"

Zhuo De wanted to continue speaking, but the next second, he was thrown back into that terrible sea of ​​blood.

"Saint-Gilles!!"

A desperate and mournful scream, filled with resentment and malice, echoed from the sea of ​​blood.

That guy wouldn't even let me finish my sentence!
How could he mock me and then just throw me back at him?

Meanwhile, in the real world, players who had also heard the information began to whisper among themselves.

"Talos!!"

"That guy actually wants to establish a country!!"

"Gotham Empire? A crime empire in the Warhammer 40 version?"

"Hahaha, let's release 100,000 clowns to kill for fun every day."

"Haha, an enlarged version of Gotham."

"........."

As a long-time Warhammer fan

Zhan Shuai and the others were naturally very familiar with this amazing man who refused Abaddon and the three Chaos Gods.

Like the Primarch of the Night Lords—Korz,
Talos was also tormented by prophetic visions.

This prophetic vision is quite unique, unlike traditional subspace prophecies.

It is not troubled by subspace uncertainty and volatility, and has higher accuracy.

Talos joined the Night Lords later in the Great Crusade. He was once the Legion's apothecary and served as the sergeant of the First Claw of the Tenth Company.

After the Horus Rebellion, Talos voluntarily followed the Primarch and joined the rebellion against the Emperor.

The Great Rebellion failed, and Coz willingly died at the hands of assassins, causing the Night Lords to fall apart.

Talos joined forces with Vanderleid Anrahi, who was possessed by a demon, to form the Exalted Warriors.

Because of his prophetic visions,
Talos was highly favored by Abaddon, the leader of the Black Legion.

Abaddon relied heavily on psychic prophecy in his battles.

The Black Legion contains many sorcerers and prophetic groups, but they are too easily influenced by the Warp Veil, leading to inaccurate prophecies.

Talos's prophecy, however, was different.
Like Conrad Coates, he exists independently of the subspace, narrow and precise.
This held an indescribable attraction for Abaddon.

Therefore, the Great Raiders decisively extended an olive branch, attempting to recruit this talent.

Talos refused Abaddon's offer without hesitation.

He would never sell his soul to the Chaos Gods.
To pledge allegiance to Abaddon, a company commander of a broken legion, and to become a twisted pawn blessed by the gods, is tantamount to selling oneself completely to the Chaos Gods.

Enraged, Abaddon repeatedly used Talos's High Templars faction as cannon fodder.

Therefore, they were very disappointed with the Black Legion and had the idea of ​​starting their own operation.

After falling out with the Red Pirates, Van Reid perished, and Talos naturally rose to become the leader of the Warband.

But not long after, Talos also perished in a great battle, dying alongside his enemy.
But his genetic seed was taken by his comrade and implanted into a new recruit, creating the Tenth Prophet—Talos.

This Talos has stronger prophetic abilities and has inherited the memories of his predecessor.

Based on the timeline, the Talos mentioned by these Midnight Lords should be the Tenth Prophet, Talos.

Players also shared the information they had gathered in the regional chat channel.

Jujiro: "Looks like it's another side quest: stop the Midnight Lord from establishing a kingdom."

"I suggest wearing a clown mask when doing this mission," Zhuge said in a cheeky tone.

"I really like the storyline of the Joker beating up a corrupted version of Batman," Zhan Shuai agreed.

"I still prefer the pornographic version of Batman beating up Harley Quinn, while the Joker is tied up nearby." The lurker finally voiced his opinion.

Warmaster: “…”

Jujiro: "..."

诸葛：“……”    “…………”

The twisted person said: "@BrotherPian, I really don't want to criticize people like you. How could you talk about such a serious topic? Do you have any respect for the Emperor?"

Pian Ge: "@Ningbaren, the female lead has a great figure and looks very similar. I'll send you a copy when I have time. I guarantee it will be explosive."

The twisted guy: "@BrotherPian, good brother, for life."

"........."

Qin Yun didn't pay attention to the regional chat channel. After digesting this information, he ordered Zhan Shuai and other players to continue advancing.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut!"

The Arm-wielding Elder was the most proactive, swinging his battle axe as he charged into the depths of the Nest City world.

Other players followed suit.
Along the way, they encountered some ordinary guards who put up fierce resistance.

But they were terrified by the cruelty of the Night Lords.
I'd rather fight to the death with the players than be punished by those bat bastards.
Faced with these pitiful people, the players like Zhan Shuai did something simple: they threw the heads of the Night Lords like the Zhuod to them.

Looking at the heads of these villains, the guards who had been fighting so hard were now bewildered.

Ultimately, under verbal pressure, they laid down their weapons, put their hands behind their heads, and surrendered.

The remaining Night Lords tried to resist, but faced with overwhelming superiority, they were quickly defeated and all were killed.

After gaining an initial grasp of the situation, Imperial forces launched a large-scale landing, quickly seizing control of key locations and taking control of the world of Holkenvede.

The guards who had fought for the Lord of Midnight were gathered by the Imperial Army and taken to a huge square.

When Qin Yun came over to inspect...
A strong, middle-aged soldier looked up at him.

Will you kill us?

Before Qin Yun could reply, the other party continued speaking.
“We betrayed the Emperor, and it doesn’t matter if you kill us, but can you spare our wives and children? They are innocent, and we are the ones who committed all the crimes.”

The other soldiers also looked at Qin Yun with expectant eyes.
If they could, they wouldn't fight for the Midnight Lord.

But they had no choice, because if the Night Lord retaliated, he would not spare even their families.

They could die, but they couldn't stand by and watch their family members be tortured like that.

Qin Yun stared at the soldier.

When the protector fails to keep their promise, is the betrayal of the protected truly unforgivable?
"I will not kill you, nor will I kill your wives and children."

“But you have betrayed the Emperor and must atone for it.”

"Your punishment is to be incorporated into the Atonement Army. One day, when you have atoneed for your sins, you can return and reunite with your wives and children."

Upon hearing Qin Yun's words, the soldier's eyes widened slightly, and then a look of joy appeared on his face.

In the past, the Empire punished traitors severely, often involving entire planets.

In the past, entire planets were often enslaved for generations, and it would take hundreds of years for them to regain their freedom.

Simply sending them to the Yom Kippur Army, without implicating their families, is a very lenient punishment.

"Thank you for your kindness." The soldier knelt on one knee.

The soldiers also knelt down on one knee to thank Qin Yun for his mercy.

"I am ashamed to accept your gratitude." Qin Yun reached out to help the soldier up. "The Empire should have protected you from the enemy, but we failed to do so."

“You were forced to submit to the enemy’s tyranny, and now you have to be punished. I am sorry for you.”

The soldier's eyes widened.
The words of the demigod before him were somewhat unexpected.
Suddenly, the soldier burst into tears.

He placed his fist on his chest and said in a vow-like tone, "We are willing to fight for you, no matter what kind of enemy we face."

The other soldiers did the same thing.

This scene was witnessed by players in the distance.
Warmaster nodded, "See that? This is the real Warhammer Succubus. You bunch of Chaos always call me a Succubus, but even the Guides don't dare to say that."

Jujiro nodded, "Ten sentences made a group of men and women willing to give their lives for me."

The awkward guy chimed in, "Haha, you guys are making the guides sound like they're running a pyramid scheme."

"........."

Inspecting the prisoners and gaining their loyalty was just a minor incident.

As Qin Yun waved goodbye to the tearful prisoners and left the square,
A golden light curtain suddenly appeared.
Congratulations on gaining experience!

LV20->LV21
Skill Acquisition: Multi-faceted.

Your connection with the players will become stronger, forming a true whole. If the Chaos Gods want to corrupt the players, they must first corrupt you.

Learn the skill: Gate of Faith. When a devout follower calls your name, you can use this skill to quickly reach their side.
】

"It's getting harder and harder to level up," Qin Yun complained, looking at the light screen.

The last time I leveled up twenty times was when I was fighting the Comoros.

After so much time and so many battles, I finally reached level twenty-one.

After reviewing the newly acquired skills,
Qin Yun then turned off the light screen, planning to try it again when he had more time.

He focused his attention on the intelligence he had obtained from the Night Lords, including Zord.

"Xiling, open the memo screen and list Talos's matter as a priority," Qin Yun shouted out into the air.

"Okay, master."

After Xiling responded, a light screen appeared in front of Qin Yun.

It lists in detail the things that Qin Yun considers important.

Reform is the top priority.

Only by resolutely pushing forward with reforms can the empire's power be strengthened and the war against the gods won.

At this stage, the Terra Highlords Council is pushing forward with his and Guilliman's will.
The reforms will be implemented gradually until the entire empire is transformed.

The second important thing is to assist Guilliman's Unyielding Crusade in weakening the forces of Chaos as much as possible.

Ten large expeditionary fleets have already set sail.
More expeditionary fleets are being prepared.
The Human Empire is the largest entity in the galaxy. After reforms, its productivity is terrifying, enough to support an even larger army.

The third task was to find the emperor's sons.

Currently, Guilliman and Lane have returned, and Sanguinius is undergoing the resurrection process.
Once Mephisto and the Blood Angels have collected the soul fragments, they will be officially resurrected.

The fourth thing: Search for the relics left by the ancient sages and acquire as much of their technological knowledge as possible.

The Witcher Band is currently following up on this matter. They have promised to provide clues to players like Seed Bro if they help the Chicante clan restore their kingdom.

The fifth item is the reconstruction of the network channel and the construction of the stargate.

The problem of time-space communication has been solved; information can be exchanged instantly using the lighthouse network.

However, navigation always relies on subspace, and once the storm intensifies, the difficulty of navigation increases dramatically.

We must expedite network repairs and stargate installations to ensure smooth shipping.

The sixth item...

"We need to talk to Guilliman and Lane about this. We need to keep a close eye on it and find an opportunity to remove it as soon as possible."

After including Talos's matter in the list, Qin Yun began to mutter to himself.

…………

The Kamas Galaxy.

"This warship is quite good; I'll keep it as my flagship."

After inspecting the Imperial Glory, Ryan nodded in satisfaction.

"As the emperor's first son, shouldn't he have this power and honor?"

Upon hearing this, Dante's eyes widened.

Ah! No!!
Lion, how dare you, as the Primarch, openly seize the property of your brother's offspring?
Damn it, the Imperial Glory was left to us by our second father.

"You shouldn't have any objections, right?" Ryan asked Dante knowingly.

“This is the flagship of the saints,” Dante said.

“Even a saint wouldn’t need it; he’s tens of thousands of light-years away right now. Why don’t you let me use it first?” Ryan said.

“No, you can have something else,” Dante said.

Seeing Dante's insistence, Ryan sighed softly, "Alright, I'll choose something else."

Hearing this, Dante breathed a sigh of relief.

nothing else matters,
This Imperial Glory must never be given away.

These were given to them by their second father.

Ryan took half of the fleet and military force that Dante had brought, but Dante didn't care. Instead, he was happy that he had saved the Imperial Glory.

However, after Ryan left, the more Dante thought about it, the more something seemed off.

Even if the Primarch was stupid, he knew that the Imperial Glory belonged to a Saint, so how could he possibly do something like blatant robbery?

"I've been tricked." Dante looked annoyed.
The First Primarch never wanted the Imperial Glory.
The other side just wanted half of the fleet he brought.

If I brought it up directly, he would definitely object, which is why I said I wanted the Imperial Glory.

"As expected of the Primarch!!"

Dante was immediately convinced.
Having lived for over a thousand years, I was teased like a child in front of the Primarch.

They lost half of their fleet and army, yet they were still smugly thinking they had made a profit!

Meanwhile, Ryan looked at his haul and a smile crept onto his face.

So many new pieces of equipment, so many original warriors, and the Chosen Ones.

I have to say, the kids from Saint Gillespie are just great.

He gave me such a big gift as soon as I met my uncle.

…………

In the vast, boundless void, a magnificent fleet, led by the Great Stone Fortress, is sailing.

You're saying there are fallen angels in Kamas?

"They also claimed that the Primarch had returned to their side."

Azrael, as the Grand Master, frowned upon hearing the report from his think tank.
“That’s what the astral message says.” Ezekiel, the chief think tank of the Dark Angels, stepped forward to vouch for the astral message he had deciphered.

“It must be a conspiracy by the fallen angels to break through the Stone Fortress. No matter what, we must completely eliminate those fallen angels,” Azrael said.

P.S.: I went for a check-up yesterday. I've been sitting for too long every day and staying up late, which has caused spinal compression and other issues.

The doctor's advice was to go out for walks more often.
I would get up and exercise every now and then.

I need to adjust my sleep schedule; sometimes if I can't finish coding too late, I might have to give up.

But I will still try my best to write 10,000 words a day.

(End of this chapter)