The player is playing like a god, and has already advanced to Space Marine level at the start.

Keisha left Giant City with a group of angels.

Keisha folded her wings and hovered at a certain coordinate point.

She extended her index finger and lightly pressed it into the empty space below.

The deserted island hundreds of kilometers away trembled violently, the soil churned up, and the hard rock layers seemed to be snapped in two by an invisible giant hand.

Several mountain peaks were uprooted, completely disregarding the laws of gravity, and hurtled into the sky.

The rocks were frantically squeezed and reassembled in mid-air, accompanied by deafening friction sounds.

Within minutes, several neatly arranged floating islands were constructed in the clouds.

Keisha landed steadily on the rocky platform of the main island, her scarlet cloak sweeping across the rough ground.

She casually found a flat bluestone and sat down, crossing her legs.

"Take a break."

Keisha casually brushed the lime off her knees.

The angels sheathed their flaming swords and landed lightly.

Yan walked at the front, his brows furrowed in a deep frown, his chest heaving violently.

She had been holding it in all the way, and now she was like a powder keg about to explode.

"Queen."

Yan stepped forward, his boots landing on the stone slab, and suddenly spoke in a Fenghua accent.

"I don't understand why everyone is talking about Xiang Yu, oh no, I'm getting sidetracked."

Keisha didn't look at her, her gaze fixed on the Giant City, which was faintly visible through the clouds in the distance.

"What don't you understand?"

"That Lu Xiao."

Yan gripped the sword hilt tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"He just pointed a gun at you. That was blatant blasphemy against the King of the Gods. Instead of judging him, you... you backed down."

She didn't dare use the word "escape," but her resentment was already palpable.

The surrounding angels all turned their heads in surprise.

Leng leaned against a newly transplanted dead tree, arms crossed, without saying a word, but the suspicion in her eyes was unmistakable.

A-Zhui and Mo-Yi exchanged a glance and tacitly remained silent.

Keisha withdrew her gaze and turned to look at Yan.

"Do you think I should tear him apart on the spot?"

Yan raised her voice a few decibels.

"If you had just given the nod, I could have had his head chopped off just now."

"Should we cut his head off?"

Keisha let out a soft laugh.

She raised her hand and made a sweeping motion in the air.

A holographic projection unfolded before the angels.

The scene freezes on the Space Marine command center.

Lu Xiao was completely engulfed by golden light, and his eyes were filled with thick, golden waves.

"Yan, stare at this light."

Keisha pointed to the projector.

"What has the Eye of Insight captured?"

The white halo in Yan's pupils suddenly contracted as she tried to analyze the energy.

A few seconds later, her shoulders jerked and she staggered back two steps.

"this……"

Yan pressed her hand to her chest, her breathing becoming erratic.

In that instant, she felt as if she wasn't watching a video, but staring directly at a star about to explode, or falling into some kind of illogical abyss.

That is pure will capable of burning through the underlying data.

"You can't read it, right?"

Keisha scattered the projection.

"That's psionic energy. Something that doesn't make sense, or even logic."

She shifted to a more casual sitting posture, resting her elbows on her knees.

"Lu Xiao wasn't bragging. His golden psionic energy is real, and those Space Marines are real too."

"If there had been any blood just now, he would have instantly detonated that power."

Keisha pointed to her neck.

"Before your flaming sword touched him, I had already been wiped out by his tyrannical will."

The entire room fell silent.

The whistling sound of the wind whistling through the cracks in the rocks became particularly piercing.

Leng straightened up, her previous arrogance completely gone.

"Your Majesty, you are a sacred being..."

"Even the divine body must be governed by the laws of physics."

Keisha interrupted Leng.

"That kind of power can erase existence directly at the conceptual level. The 'Emperor' behind him is far more terrifying than you can imagine."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the group of young soldiers.

"Moreover, he mentioned those four dirty things."

"Four kinds of dirty things?"

Ah-Zhui couldn't help but interject.

"A warp god."

When Keisha uttered those words, her tone was so calm it was as if she were speaking of some taboo.

"Khorne, Tzeentch, Nago, Slaanesh."

"Lu Xiao is the chosen one of that emperor, and also the mortal enemy of the warp. Once he fully unleashes his power in this universe, those four monsters will follow his scent and come crawling over."

Keisha opened her palm.

"At that point, not only will our justice and order be ruined, but even the mess Morgana made will be finished. The entire universe will become a playground for those four lunatics."

"This universe is no longer usable."

Yan fell silent.

She loosened her grip on the sword hilt and lowered her head.

Keisha corrected.

"There's nothing shameful about admitting that your opponent is ridiculously strong."

She stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff.

"Moreover, Lu Xiao is indeed an anomaly."

Ah-Zhui followed and stood to the side and behind Keisha.

"Queen."

Ah-Zhui pursed her lips and finally poured out the knot in her heart.

"Since he is so strong that even you have to avoid his sharp edge, then he has clearly crossed the threshold of godhood, and is even more divine than a god."

Ah Zhui's brows furrowed deeply.

"Why does he insist on being human? The way he acted in the lobby just now didn't seem like he was acting."

"yes."

Leng also came over and snorted coldly.

"Using world-destroying power while claiming to be just a mortal—isn't that hypocrisy?"

Keisha turned her head and looked at the group of little angels whose faces were full of confusion.

She shook her head helplessly.

"You don't usually read books."

The angels looked at each other in bewilderment.

"I read that Warhammer 40 text many times."

Keisha held up three fingers.

"In this story, there are three people with the toughest mouths."

"The first one is the emperor that Lu Xiao keeps talking about."

Keisha put her hands behind her back and paced along the edge of the rocky island.

"That emperor possessed psychic power so strong that he could ignite the Star Torch and guide the course of all humankind."

"He can shatter planets with a mere thought, and his will can crush evil gods."

"But this guy, while wielding power that even the gods could only dream of, also roared at the entire universe: I am not a god."

Keisha mimicked Lu Xiao's cold expression and put on a stern face.

"We must believe in science and dispel superstition. There are no gods in this world, only truth."

puff.

Leng couldn't hold back her laughter and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

Yan's lips twitched slightly.

"Isn't this... blatant lying?"

"That's called belief."

Keisha stopped in her tracks.

"He believed that 'god' was a backward poison that would weaken the tribe. So even if he was more divine than a god, he resolutely refused to acknowledge him."

She lowered one finger.

"The second tough guy is the Emperor's seventh son, the Primarch of the Fist of the Empire, Roger Dorn."

Keisha recalled those absurd yet solemn records.

"Khorne, that is the evil god who represents slaughter and war. No matter how that monster tempts, no matter how it displays the glory of blood and skulls."

"Logue Dorn would simply reply expressionlessly: I am Logue Dorn."

You say your piece, I'll say mine.

"Even Khoneret's fiery temper couldn't handle this smelly and hard rock."

The angels were stunned.

"And the third one?"

He pressed on with a cold question.

"The third one is the Chaos God, Tzeentch."

Keisha sighed.

"This one is an even heavier contender."

"No matter how many times the plan fails, no matter how badly we are beaten, even if our stronghold is wiped out."

"He would just sit there, stroking his chin and muttering: 'Everything is going according to plan.'"

"Losing is part of the plan, winning is part of the plan, and getting beaten up is also part of the plan."

"That's the ultimate level of stubbornness."

The wind stopped.

The floating island was deathly silent.

Ah-Zhui's mouth was open, and she couldn't close it for a long time.

Yan rubbed his temples, feeling as if his worldview had been shattered by these "tough guys".

Leng rolled her eyes and turned her face away.

"They are all extraordinary people."

Moy muttered to himself.

Keisha sat back down on the bluestone.

"So, Lu Xiao's problem is hereditary."

She pointed down.

"Lu Xiao's genetic father, the Primarch named Guilliman, was also an oddball."

"He was a die-hard materialist."

Keisha spread her hands, making a helpless gesture.

"He possesses powerful psionic abilities, enabling him to fight demons in the warp. But he uses these psionic abilities to deny his own warp nature."

"As he tore the demon apart, he muttered: This is not scientific; it's some kind of unknown physical phenomenon."

"Lu Xiaozhen is truly a descendant of the same lineage."

Keisha looked at Yan.

"Do you understand now?"

"He's not hypocritical; he genuinely believes."

"He believed in the theory of 'human supremacy and strict prohibition of superstition.' In his eyes, we, who called ourselves angels of God, were just a group of charlatans who had mastered high technology."

Yan took a deep breath.

Lu Xiao's cold, hard face and the words "I'm just a person" flashed through her mind.

"Are these people... out of their minds?"

Yan couldn't help but curse.

"Maybe."

Keisha leaned against the rock, gazing up at the starry sky.

"You can't persuade this kind of person with reason, nor can you subdue them with force."

"We can only watch."

Keisha waved.

"Alright, stop standing around. Go find somewhere to rest."