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Chapter 108 Seducing the Spirit Clan

Oh no, Feralas has recognized him as his father.

Young man, you look so old, who are you calling father?

Don't just randomly claim someone as your father, okay?

Your Majesty, your son has mistaken his father for someone else. How filial is that?

Felus's eyes seemed to be veiled in confusion.

It's the Emperor!

He activated a spatial jump, arrived in front of Feralas, and placed his hand on Feralas's shoulder.

But Felus's confusion vanished immediately, and he regained his senses.

They left?

Fang Yun suspected that Felus's sudden confusion and recognition of his father might be related to some old man.

The old man saw me coming and immediately ran away.

666, are you playing hide-and-seek? Wait till I find the perfect toilet spot through the internet, then I'll see how you run away.

"Old man, you don't want your daughter anymore, and you're pushing your son onto me too?" Fang Yun's voice was very soft, but Felus heard it.

He understands his son, but what about his daughter?

Feralus's memories only extend to the time when he was killed by Forgrim, and he only vaguely understood half of that sentence.

Fang Yun turned and left in anger, and Celestine quickly followed.

"Celestin, is there a problem?"

Celestine said, "Commander, I want to inform the other monks about Felus's existence."

"Once you've made up your mind, then go for it."

Fang Yun could see surprise in Celestine's eyes, which were burning with golden psionic energy, before he smiled calmly: "The memories are exactly the same, the genes are exactly the same, and with the essence of the Primarch, that is Feralus."

Fang Yun's words sent another shiver down Felus's spine.

Fang Yun left, and Celestine flew to Felus and said, "Do you have any doubts about what the Commander just said? We Battle Sisters have been recognized by the Emperor and were initially called the Emperor's daughters."

A daughter who has been acknowledged by her father?

Sellers added, "Our status as daughters is just a title."

The Battle Sisters originally claimed to be the Emperor's daughter. During the Apostolic Age, they met with the Emperor and were recognized. This title was retained within the Church. Celestine, on the other hand, was a legendary nun, a living saint, and was considered the Emperor's holy daughter.

"Ferus, I believe this is your mission; the Emperor has revealed it to you."

"You have regained your true soul essence, and your identity has been recognized by the Commander."

Ferrus nodded, his gentleness gradually fading.

Although it's not as strong as before, it doesn't seem to have weakened much either.

Gaining recognition was important to Felus, as he had longed for the Emperor's approval even before his physical body died.

If the commander is an ally of the emperor, then he will gain the corresponding legitimacy by receiving the commander's approval.

This legal system is incomplete, and Ferrus needs to meet with his father because the word "home" is so deeply ingrained in his mind.

This is his mission.

Currently, the entire empire can still muster approximately three hundred Astartes, as well as several thousand combat nuns, new types of frigates, and stormtroopers, among other military units.

Celestine flew above the net path, accompanied by the Twin Saints. Pure, holy, sacred, and immaculate, her flawless face radiated compassion, captivating everyone with a beauty that was so alluring it was hard to feel any desire. Even the players found it difficult to resist Celestine's charm.

"Our great Lord, companion of the Emperor, commander of the Human Alliance, defeated the Chaos God and the corrupt Primarch Vograim, who betrayed the Empire."

"After defeating Forgrim and the evil god he blasphemed, the Commander rescued Feralus Manus, the loyal Primarch of the Tenth Legion, from their clutches!"

"The loyal Primarch, Felus, has returned to the Empire!"

Celestine's words ignited the passion of everyone in the Empire.

The news of Felus's return also shocked the players.

"Holy crap? Senior Fei has come back to life?"

A giant walked to the front of the stage; his hands were gleaming with a metallic sheen.

"The Steel Hand, it really is Feralas!"

"Awesome, Commander!"

"The Empire, after nearly ten thousand years of losing its Primarch, has ushered in a new Imperial Primarch."

Ferrus's solemn gaze swept over all the Imperials, and his gaze sent shivers down their spines.

That's incredibly intimidating.

"Mortals, cultivators, and offspring of the empire."

"Look at me."

"I am Felus Manas, Primarch of the Tenth Legion, father of the Iron Hand."

"I died on the Istvaan V, by the blade of betrayal, by the hands of those I once called brothers."

"Ten thousand years later, I crawled back from the abyss with my mangled body!"

"And you, you have allowed the empire to rot for ten thousand years."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the entire army without a trace of pity.

"I have not returned to comfort you, nor to glorify sacrifice, nor to forgive weakness."

The emperor gave you fire, but you buried it in the dust.

You guard his legacy, yet allow fear, superstition, and sloth to gnaw at the bones of the empire.

You pray for miracles, yet you dare not forge the future with your own hands.

"Iron doesn't pray, iron executes!"

Strength is not sustained by faith, but forged by hands, seized by blades, and sustained by an unyielding will.

Are you afraid of pain? Afraid of sacrifice? Afraid of war?

Then you don't deserve to live in the human galaxy.

Weakness is a plague, hesitation is a death sentence, and pity is a betrayal of the empire.

Felus took a step forward and clenched his fist.

His Primitive Aura surged once again, reaching an exaggerated level.

This is a special stance derived from the essence of the soul, a stance that makes everyone accept him as the Primitive.

"Is it incomplete?" the great sage Kaul wondered.

That's impossible. Compared to other Primarchs, this level of deterrence is almost the same?

If others don't know, how could he not know what the Primarch is like?

"Commander, you've given the Primarch a soul essence. Did you do something?"

"The essence of the soul—no, this is the complete essence of the soul!"

"No wonder he's a companion of the Emperor! He also has the ability to create Primarchs!" Caul became more and more excited as he thought about it.

"He almost resurrected a Primarch... no... it doesn't seem quite complete..."

Feralus's speech continued, his eyes seemingly burning with anger: "I will not give you the lies of hope."

I will only give you iron and fire.

I'll give you standards. I'll give you discipline. I'll give you only one path:

Victory or death.

Starting today—

There are no more excuses.

There was no more hesitation.

"No longer do your best."

You will either become as hard as steel, or be crushed by the times, like rusted scrap iron.

"I will lead you to fight against chaos, against aliens, and against any force that is hostile to humanity."

"We will fight alongside the Human Alliance! For the glory of humanity!"

"Take up arms and forge your will."

Follow me.

We rebuild the order of the empire with steel.

There was no other choice.

The entire Imperial faction, and all the soldiers who longed for the Primarch's return, erupted in a resounding battle cry.

"Long live the Empire! Long live the Human Federation! Long live the Primarch!"

Everyone was immersed in the collective frenzy of the Primarch's return.

"Unexpectedly, before Guilliman was even resurrected, the Human Alliance had already awakened Felus in their own way."

"High Priest, that must be a clone."

Evelynn nodded and then shook her head: "The difference between a clone and the original is whether or not they have a soul essence. He has already obtained a soul essence, so he is now the original, just incomplete."

"But what is this power?"

"Why does it feel like we're facing a complete Primarch?"

Feralus's soul was shattered and could never be whole again.

Evelynn thought of the prophecy: the Primarch of the Empire, Guilliman, would take up the mantle.

"Our goal is still Guilliman; only Guilliman can shoulder the responsibility of building a human empire."

"What are your impressions of the Commander, Elaria?"

"High Priest, I don't know... but he and Vess are very close."

Recalling what Fang Yun and Weiss had done, Elaria lowered her head.

Indeed, compared to the Death Army, Fang Yun was closer to Lyris of the Dark Elf Clan.

Evelynn said, "Let Slaanesh suffer, strip Forgrim of his essence, and resurrect Feralus."

"The conservative alliance has caused us to lose the advantage we should have had."

"You are my most loyal subordinate; the future of the Eldar rests on your shoulders."

In that instant, Elaria felt the pressure, but her gaze remained resolute.

They pushed their son and daughter onto themselves.

Okay, okay, is this how you play?

His lover, Wang Fangyun, was at a loss for what to do, and he was so angry that he paced back and forth, cursing the old dog...

He even returned his son's subspace essence to his son.

Not only was it returned to Ferus, but Ferus was also strengthened.

It can be said that even with only a small portion of his soul essence, Ferus's combat power can reach 80% of his peak strength.

Vess's gaze fell on Eralia, who had returned.

"Commander, this is the plan that the High Priestess and Anna jointly devised. Our Death Army will provide the greatest support for the construction of the network."

"Please thank the High Priest for me."

"A spot will be reserved here for the Eldar."

Fang Yun intends to establish a new network city in this network. The network is the domain of the Spirit Race, and with their help, the establishment of the network city will be much smoother.

Aylaria stiffly picked up a glass of water and handed it to Fang Yun.

The seemingly simple action drew Vess's attention to Elaria.

Her fists were slightly clenched.

She's a liaison officer, not a secretary!

The Dark Eldar do not have the abundant resources of the Death Army, and the Church of Strife lacks Evelynn's boldness.

If the Death Army draws the Eldar's attention away... Vess placed her hand in Fang Yun's hand.

"Commander, since the last battle, I've been experiencing a feeling of weakness."

Fang Yun's eyes fell on Wei Si's hands. This was the first time Wei Si had taken the initiative: "I guess I've run out of power. Oh, right, I just had an idea."

When the essence of the space was given to Ferusia, it was incomplete and even had great flaws. Therefore, Fang Yun used its essence as a basis and constructed the current essence of Ferusia with primal force and spiritual energy.

It's almost like restoring the original, but something is still missing, the key thing.

This construction method, based on the essence of subspace, opened up new avenues for Fang Yun's experiments with the Elven race.

While constructing the essence of Ferrus, an idea suddenly came to him.

Why not use the nature of subspace as the raw material?

Fang Yun extracted the essence of a demon, and without avoiding Elaria, he placed the model into Vess's body.

"What, ah, what is this?"

A surge of intense energy flowed into Vess's body.

Fang Yun's Primarch, combined with his Pure Essence, stimulated Vess, causing her to lose control even in front of Eralia.

Using the essence of warp demons and Fang Yun's primal psionic energy as raw materials, a psionic model was jointly constructed.

"Follow me!"

Fang Yun and Weiss simply vanished before Elaria's eyes.

The disappearance of the two left Elaria even more bewildered.

She remembered the task she had been given.

Elaria tidied up the command room.

I've heard that humans like beautiful secretaries.

As she tidied up the lounge, Elaria's gaze fell on the bed.

This reminded her of her last deep sleep.

Sleep – this is the Eldar's most instinctive desire.

That collective slumber and mental relaxation nearly caused many Eldar to lose control.

To prevent being devoured, each member of the Eldar would become an ascetic, suppressing their various desires.

A beautiful slumber can cause one's Dao heart to collapse in an instant.

Upon entering this bedroom, for some reason, Elaria felt an even stronger sense of security.

"Can I...can I sleep?"

Alaria gently pressed her cheek against the bedsheets, feeling a strong sense of relaxation.

"What's wrong?"

Elaria felt like she had blacked out.

Looking at the time, it seemed like only a dozen seconds had passed.

"Is it just my imagination?"

She suspected that something was wrong with her soul, but what Alaria didn't know was that she had just fallen asleep.

Fang Yun's lounge has the most outstanding spiritual stability position in the People's Federation.

A fleet commander is the most valuable asset of the entire Human Alliance. If even sleeping cannot guarantee safety, then the Human Alliance is not far from destruction.

Fang Yun led Wei Si across space directly to the outside of the node city.

"Commander, this is...this is..."

"Subspace".

"Slaanesh succubus!" Upon seeing the Slaanesh succubus in the warp, Vess tensed up.

The words "warp" and "Slaanesh" combined are enough to terrify the Dark Eldar.

Because of their indulgent nature, the Dark Eldar often extract the pain of other races. Such indulgent people are instantly killed if the Dark Eldar show their faces in the Warp.

Other Eldar have it a bit better, each with their own methods, although these methods involve going to the Soulstone or the Death God's prison to escape Slaanesh.

"This is what you call a Slave Demon succubus?" Fang Yun looked like he'd seen a ghost; he couldn't stand the sight of this Slave Demon succubus at all.

"Viss, use your psionic powers to kill that Slaanesh succubus!"

"We, the Dark Eldar, will be targeted by Slaanesh if we use psionic powers!"

"Just use it!"

Considering Fang Yun's strength, Weiss chose to trust him and released her spiritual energy.

This was the first time Vess had used psionic powers.

However, with the enhancement of Fang Yun's power and the terrifying psychic talent inherent in the Eldar race, her psychic power was so strong that she killed the Slaanesh succubus in a single attack.

Vess looked around warily, fearing she would be devoured by Slaanesh at any moment.

Just as she thought, there was indeed a fluctuation of Slaanesh's power, but it wasn't as strong.

"I...I'm alright? I wasn't targeted?"

Vess's face was full of surprise.

Using psychic power, the Dark Eldar will be instantly devoured by the Slaanesh. As long as psychic power is used, there is no escape, no matter where they are.

Warp, Slaanesh succubi, and psionic powers—these are all deadly options in the eyes of the Dark Eldar, but they have almost no effect on her now.

"It seems my guess was right!"

When Fang Yun brought Vess back through the space jump, Elaria saw the joy on Vess's face.

Intense emotional fluctuations.

This kind of excitement would be enough to plunge an Eldar into chaos, but at this moment Vess is unharmed.

When Fang Yun returned, he couldn't resist making a sarcastic remark: "Those Slaanesh are called succubi? I think you're more like a succubus."

Slaanesh succubi are quite shocking; they are androgynous monsters, and you can see all the characteristics of both men and women in a Slaanesh succubus.

It's quite an eyesore.

As for Vess, she blushes easily, and with the eerie beauty of the Eldar, she seems more like a succubus from legend.

"She is the succubus." Upon seeing Fang Yun return, Elaria suddenly spoke up to remind him.

"A succubus from the Dark Eldar!"

"Queen Lyris is the succubus queen of the Eldar race."

Succubi don't have a good reputation, and Vess looked at Eralia with hostility.

They're all seasoned foxes; they know what the other side is thinking—it's nothing more than a competition for favor. Vess is doing it for herself, while Elaria is doing it for the Death Army.

"There really are succubi?" This time it was Fang Yun's turn to be surprised.

"Yes, I am a succubus..." Vess's gaze swept over Elaria several times, a hint of anger in her eyes.

"Alright, what I'm giving you can only guarantee that you won't be devoured by Slaanesh when you use psionic powers."

"Reality will be more stable, so you'd better not leave the sphere of influence of the People's Federation."

"Also, the warp is still not a place you can easily set foot in."

"Yes, Commander!" Vess knelt on one knee, her face still flushed. She turned her head slightly to meet Elaria's gaze, a hint of smugness in her eyes.

After meeting her gaze, Elaria quickly looked away and said, "I... I'll go back and report your instructions to the High Priest."

Watching Elaria leave somewhat stiffly, Fang Yun's lips curled into a slight smile.

He did not hide this from the Spirit Race Death God Army.

It was originally meant to be prepared for them.