Warhammer: I, the Wizard of a Thousand Sons, Reorganize the Legion

Chapter 114 Three Conditions

"I don't want to know, Lord Laughing God. After all, what good would knowing the truth do? And should I even believe you?"

Despite the seductive words of the God of Laughter, Li Wei remained unmoved and said coldly.

He had no desire to know what the secrets the Laughing God was talking about. After all, the Laughing God was a god of the spirit race, not a guardian god of humanity. Their positions were different, and what he said was only half true and half false, so it couldn't be believed entirely.

Li Wei was even more worried that He might be misleading him. After all, He had misled Perturabo before, saying that the Thousand Sons and the Shadow Moon Wolf had joined forces to assassinate the Emperor, causing him to be seriously injured and die. It was better not to believe such a two-faced god.

"What?" Seeing Li Wei's unyielding attitude, the God of Laughter raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise, and asked, "Don't you trust me?"

"Indeed, I just don't trust you. After all, you are the god of the Spirit Race. A god of a fallen race that is on its last legs is not someone I can trust."

Annoyed by the questions, Li Wei became increasingly sharp and blunt in his remarks.

The Thousand Sons Legion and the Shadow Moon Wolf Legion do indeed need the network routes that Laughing God might have, but Li Wei believes that there is no need to show respect to Laughing God, who has taken the initiative to extend an olive branch.

Ultimately, it's a mutually beneficial arrangement. As long as the Eldar continue to need the Empire to stand on the front lines against Chaos, the Laughing God must provide the network routes.

Moreover, Li Wei believed that it was necessary to maintain a firm stance against the gods of a declining race, and that it was not a good thing to try to please them or show weakness.

Li Wei's merciless sarcasm finally provoked the God of Laughter. His smile froze, but he didn't react immediately. Instead, he feigned grievance and said, "Alright, alright, I still want to tell you a secret. After all, I'm just a god of a fallen race."

He spoke in this feigned sadness, while slightly lowering his head and twisting his fingertips, and with the delicate figure of the female spirit he controlled, he presented a pitiful and frail appearance.

If someone didn't know better, they might think Li Wei was bullying a weak woman, but none of the people present felt that way.

I just feel that the Laughing God of the Spirit Clan is probably a madman at heart. A male god who is in charge of playing tricks, yet he acts like such a pretentious woman, which is disgusting.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Magnus coughed lightly to smooth things over and said in a deep voice, "Lord Laughing God, I hope the Eldar will prioritize the overall situation and truthfully disclose the network route. The future of the Empire is also the foundation for the survival of your race."

He knew that the God of Laughter's purpose in coming here was to use the Empire to restrain Slaanesh. Li Wei had long ago analyzed this logic in detail with himself.

Although Magnus found it strange, the survival of the race was more important, and the proud Eldar might indeed lower themselves and use the Empire to protect themselves.

"Haha..." Xiao Shen, who had been pretending to wipe the corner of his eye, suddenly burst into laughter, waved his hand and said, "Lord Magnus, Qianzi really does have a good chief. Since he doesn't want to ask, I won't say either. After all, knowing the truth is not necessarily a good thing."

As He finished speaking, He glanced at the expressionless Li Wei and shook His head with feigned regret. He felt that not revealing this earth-shattering secret would go against His nature as a laughing god who enjoys watching the excitement.

He wanted to see Livy lose his composure and be shocked, but alas.

He suppressed his smile and said slowly, "Since that's the case, let me tell you the truth: the online path you're looking for is available."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone except Peturabo, Levi, and Magnus relaxed.

Li Wei guessed that the God of Laughter had come to help the Empire, but until he got concrete evidence, he remained uneasy.

Magnus didn't actually trust the God of Laughter; he trusted Levi more. When Levi said that the God of Laughter had a network that led directly to Terra, Magnus believed him to some extent.

But this matter was far too important, concerning the very survival of the empire, so Magnus had no choice but to be on high alert and proceed with extreme caution.

However, the next sentence from the God of Laughter made their hearts jump again, causing Levi and Magnus to become serious once more.

"However, there's a problem; you might not be able to use the online platform for the time being."

He drew out his words, but before he could finish, he was abruptly interrupted by a rough, hoarse roar.

"What? What are you talking about?"

This furious question was not posed by Livy and Magnus, who were most concerned about their return journey, but by Peturabo, who had been observing coldly from the sidelines.

He didn't know what the Net Path was, but he knew it was the key path back to Terra. He was completely annoyed by Laughing God's pretentious act, so he deliberately made a sound to disrupt the other party's rhythm.

He found the previous routine of Levi and Magnus, one smoothing things over while the other applied pressure, quite interesting, so he decided to join in and cause trouble as well.

The God of Laughter, interrupted, showed no embarrassment whatsoever. Instead, he looked at Peturabo with great interest. "Lord Peturabo, don't you want to know the Emperor's secret?"

"Heh..." Peturabo snorted coldly, leaped forward, and after regaining his footing, strode up to the Laughing God who was still pretending to be mysterious. He grabbed the other man by the back of his neck and said viciously, "What secret? I don't want to know. If you dare to say another word, I'll throw you into the furnace and melt you into molten iron."

"Hey... don't be angry... I'll reveal the internet route right away, I won't pretend to be profound anymore."

The Laughing God, who was being strangled to the point of near suffocation, hurriedly patted Peturabo's tightening wrist and begged for mercy.

"Is that so?" Perturabo, his face full of disdain, loosened his grip on his wrist, scoffed, and said casually, "So this is a god? Not all that great."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the wall he had been leaning against. When he passed Li Wei, he paused and lowered his voice, saying, "Lord Li Wei, don't trust alien races, and don't even trust gods. And if you're going to trust, trust only gods who are strong enough. As for that weakling, just forget about him."

Before Li Wei could reply, Peturabo threw his head back and laughed loudly. He walked to the wall, leaned against it, and returned to his previous posture of standing against the wall, comfortably watching the play with his arms crossed.

Being repeatedly harassed by the hot-tempered Perturabo and the sharp-tongued Levi, even the usually carefree Laughing God was angered by this merciless treatment.

He cleared his throat and said seriously, "Since that's the case, I will change the free provision of internet routes to three conditions. Do you agree?"

"Alright... Lord Laughing God, please state your conditions. It would be more appropriate for humans and the Spirit Race to engage in an equal exchange."

Li Wei, who had been observing the situation quietly, finally spoke up.

The conditions set by the God of Laughter actually reassured Li Wei. He had always believed that there was no such thing as a free lunch. With conditions as a guarantee, the God of Laughter's help had clear boundaries and was therefore more reliable.