Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

He wept for the suffering of mortals and repeatedly put himself in danger to protect them.

At the Gates of Helios, he ordered the gates opened, solely to allow innocent soldiers to enter the city for safety.

At the walls of Delphi, he openly spoke of his fears, leaving the power of choice to the war-weary, exhausted, and desperate civilians and soldiers.

Before the Gates of Eternity, he fought relentlessly, battling alone against the Khorne, the Titans, and even his own traitorous brothers, all so that as many innocent people as possible could be evacuated back to the Sanctuary.

Does this universe really enjoy destroying beautiful things?

A pang of sadness welled up in Qin Yun's heart.

"Saint." Dante stood up after finishing his prayer, and his voice roused Qin Yun from his reverie.

"Horus has made a grave mistake," Qin Yun said. "We must find a way to undo it as much as possible."

"What do you wish to do, Saint?" Dante inquired.

"We must resurrect the archangel," Qin Yun said calmly. "That is what I must do."

Dante and Mephistopheles stared wide-eyed, unable to believe their ears.

P.S.: As usual, there will be another chapter tonight, with a minimum of 6,000 words and a possible 13,000 words. I'll start with this chapter to show you my strength.

So far, there are nine chapters missing.

Chapter 179 The Holy Blood Angel Welcomes His Great Father (62k)

The fall of the archangel is seen as a symbol.

Symbolizing the good and beautiful aspects of humanity, it was utterly destroyed in the Horus Rebellion.

The death of Saint Gilles symbolizes the passing of light and beauty.

The Holy Blood Angels Chapter has a rich history of heroes and think tanks.

They had all pondered one thing: how to resurrect Saint Gillespie.

But upon further investigation, their conclusions were all disheartening.

That means there is no possibility of Saint Gilles being resurrected.

"Sage, are you joking?"

Dante glanced at the holy coffin, then turned to look at Qin Yun.

He intended to point out that resurrecting the archangel was impossible.

But the saint standing before him was himself the embodiment of miracles.

Upon realizing this, Dante was suddenly unable to voice his true feelings.

To deny another possible miracle in the face of one miracle feels strangely foolish.

"I'm not joking."

Qin Yun turned to look at Dante and Mephisto.

“The archangel’s soul is shattered, and his existence has been completely erased by Horus.” Mephisto lowered his voice, filled with sorrow. “He cannot be resurrected.”

"You've all met San Giuliano, right?" Qin Yun asked.

After the Battle of Baal came to an end, San Gillenor and his cursed legion left silently, just as they had arrived without warning.

There are still too many wars going on in the galaxy.

San Giuliano and the Cursed Legion need to go to those battlefields to help humanity win.

"I have seen it." Dante nodded, acknowledging it.

Far away,

The recent Hades Shield campaign and the just-concluded Baal campaign...

San Giuliano all appeared.

He even met him in person when they were in the Hades Galaxy.

Mephisto nodded as well.

As the chief think tank of the Holy Blood Angels, he also witnessed the manifestation of Saint Gillenor on many occasions.

Qin Yun stretched out his hand, and a golden light slowly emerged, outlining the appearance of Saint Gilles.

“You should know the origin of Saint Gilles. He was chosen by Saint Gilles because of his noble qualities and his willingness to sacrifice himself for the archangels, which allowed him to be elevated.”

"If Saint Gilles has completely perished, how can Saint Gilles continue to exist?"

Mephisto stared intently at the archangel hovering in the air. "But how can we resurrect Saint Gilles?"

The portrait of Saint Gilles in Qin Yun's hand shattered, turning into hundreds of points of light.

"On the Soul of Vengeance, Horus not only shattered the archangel's body, but also his soul."

“These fragments of the soul were swept away by the storm to various times and spaces. We must collect all the fragments in order to resurrect the archangel.”

"Then what should we do?" Dante's eyes showed anticipation.

"At present, we only have a general idea," Qin Yun explained. "I need to explore this matter further before we can find a practical solution."

"If you are willing, I would like to summon the Eldar prophet to come to Angel Castle to discuss this matter."

“They are aliens.” Dante frowned, somewhat hesitant.

"They are also our allies. They were involved in Guilliman's resurrection. The power of death can reverse life and death, so they can definitely contribute to the resurrection of Saint Gillespie," Qin Yun said. "Will the Archangel's current state get any worse?"

Mephisto looked at Dante.

Although he is the chief think tank member, Dante is the warband commander.

This is a matter that Dante must decide.

Dante showed signs of struggle.

After a moment, he nodded.

"Alright, I agree to let those aliens into Angel Castle."

Qin Yun smiled and put away the projection of Saint Gilles.

"You will not be disappointed, Dante. One day, Saint Gilles will return to us, just as Guilliman did."

"Now, let's go back to the ground and discuss what we should do next."

After Qin Yun finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Saint Gilles's broken remains again.

The Emperor has really given him a tough problem!

Resurrecting Saint Gilles is no simple task.

Before leaving, Dante and Mephistopheles paid their respects to the remains of Sanguis once more.

Then they turned and left.

As the footsteps faded into the distance, the tomb fell silent and dark once more.

A soft sigh rang out.

It seems to have come from a distant, barbaric era, passed through the present world, and drifted into the distant future, gradually becoming ethereal and eventually disappearing without a trace.

…………

At Qin Yun's summons, the Eldar prophet Casarith arrived at the hall of Angel Keep.

After entering, he looked around, his gaze sweeping over Qin Yun, Dante, and Mephisto in turn.

He then turned to look at Qin Yun and bowed to him.

"Sage, what is the matter that you summoned me here for?"

"Some questions require your expertise to answer," Qin Yun said, pointing to the long table in the hall.

"This matter will take quite a while to discuss, let's find a seat first."

Dante opened the communication device and had his servants bring him meat and wine.

The Blood Servant is very fast.

Before long, they arrived with a sumptuous feast of food and drinks.

"Just put the things away, and I will personally entertain the guests."

When the servants tried to open the wine bottle, Dante stopped them and ordered, "Also, do not let anyone disturb us."

The servants bowed and then left.

"Please take a seat."

Qin Yun gestured for everyone to take their seats, then looked at Casaris with an apologetic gaze.

"I'm sorry, human wine is not as delicious as yours, but this is the highest standard in Angel Castle. I hope you don't mind."

"The master's hospitality surpasses all delicacies." Casaris showed no arrogance in front of Qin Yun, speaking with great humility.

Dante and Mephisto were somewhat surprised.

You see, those pointy ears didn't look like this when they were facing them.

Their eyes were all looking up at the sky.

They keep calling each other monkeys and vulgarities.

Just thinking about it makes me furious; I feel like I could shoot their heads off.

While they were talking, Dante uncorked the bottle.

And the goblet was filled with deep red wine.

Deep within the center of the extreme star field, a crimson scar spreads out, forming a blood-red curtain that envelops numerous worlds.

This will create an interstellar desert that is harmful to humans and difficult for them to survive in.

According to some secret legends, this scar was torn open by humanity with a mysterious weapon in response to the abhorrent intelligence that betrayed it.

However, another theory suggests that the red scars are marks left by ancient gods during their battles.

No one knows the truth, but the only certainty is that deadly radiation poisoned every human colony, including Baal.

Due to the red scars, Baal is a completely desolate and deadly world.

Such places can hardly produce decent fruit.

Only by carefully nurturing it in a greenhouse can one obtain bitter fruit.

Like other fruits, the grapes used for winemaking cannot survive in the harsh environment of the Baltic wild.

Only within the monastery of Baal, under the meticulous care of numerous servants and protected by advanced technology, can they survive.

However, the grapes produced have hard skins, with only a thin layer of flesh attached to the seeds.

This results in the wine being very bitter.

The only advantage is that these wines are very red and full-bodied, not like wine, but more like the blood of the world of Bal.

Qin Yun took a small sip, only to find it so astringent it made her tongue numb.

He would also drink some wine when hosting banquets in the Calissis sector.

But none of those wines were even one ten-thousandth as bitter as Bal wine.

Instead, Casaris showed a look of surprise.

"This wine is quite good."

These words immediately surprised Dante and Mephistopheles.

For a moment, they couldn't tell whether the other was being sarcastic.

Perhaps sensing their doubts, Casaris took another small sip, revealing an expression of enjoyment.

"What you humans call fine wine is nothing but chaff to me, while this has a unique flavor."

“I will consider speaking to the Council of Usvi and persuading them to purchase Baal’s wine. Only such bitterness can keep the Eldar constantly reminded of the pain of the Great Fall.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Yun immediately knew what the other party was thinking.

No wonder his ancestors were wealthy; he's enjoyed too much good fortune and now he just wants to experience some hardship.