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

Jujiro: "Heretical, twisted person, you are a heretic."

Zhuge: "Fabius Bayer will no longer need to mix up the Eye of Fear and the Warp."

"........."

Even with his arms tied up, Bayer's eyes widened in disbelief.

He would rather these guys kill him and throw him into a meat grinder to be minced than be tied up like this.

Imagine an old, balding man with a receding hairline being bound in a shameful position, imprisoned in a static force field, and forced to parade in public.

Even if Bayer lived for ten thousand years, just thinking about it would make him feel dizzy.

Only Abaddon dancing provocatively on stage in a tank top can compare.

Bayer struggled desperately, trying to resist.

But the Chosen One completely subdued him, bound him, fixed him in a fixed position, and then locked him in a static field.

"I think we can improve on this a bit. Let's include Lucius too, dressed in a sexy camisole and black stockings, holding a whip," the twisted man added excitedly.

The other players stared wide-eyed, as if they had seen a demon.

Zhan Shuai waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't even mention it, just thinking about that scene gives me goosebumps all over."

"As long as those two can escape, we will fight you to the death."

In the Slaanesh realm of the warp,

A powerful being from the chaos silently bestowed a blessing upon the armor of the twisted man.

Feeling pleasure while torturing others grants a buff that effectively reduces damage from ranged weapons and psionic attacks.

When it comes to perversion and torture, even Slaanesh would have to give this twisted person a thumbs up.

And on the other side,

After Qin Yun released the 7.0 version update,

He continued to lead the fleet to fight the aliens and traitors.

Guilliman sent a communication request immediately after expelling a chaotic heretic from a planet.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Guilliman stated the purpose of the communication.

"Sage, it may be necessary for you to make a trip to Nocturne Star."

"Why?" Qin Yun asked Guilliman.

Guilliman said somewhat embarrassedly, "After the Horus Rebellion, when I was promoting the Astartes, Vulcan and Horus were on the same side."

"They didn't support splitting up the legions, and it was a very unpleasant situation at the time."

"Later, Dorn gave in, and with my strong persuasion, Vulcan reluctantly agreed."

“During the War of the Beasts, Vulcan returned to the Empire once, but I know from the surviving records that he was very dissatisfied with the Empire at that time, believing it to be a distortion of the original intentions of the Primarchs and the Emperor.”

The more Guilliman spoke, the less confident he became.

Thinking about the treatment he received in Fenris,

Guilliman knew he certainly wouldn't receive any special treatment on Nocturne.

Vulcan's sons were better-tempered than Rus's sons.

But they're so stubborn!

Once you've made up your mind about something, there's absolutely no way to change it.

Vulcan had never approved of the Holy Scripture reforms, and upon his return, he launched a furious attack on the High Lords Council.

It was only because of the special circumstances at the time that Vulcan did not choose to dissolve the High Lords' Council.

Otherwise, those cowardly, spineless guys like the High Lord would have gone home to grow sweet potatoes long ago.

Vulcan's descendants probably didn't have much affection for Guilliman either.

Given that Guilliman is a Primarch and the Regent of the Empire, his orders will certainly be obeyed.

But winning them over will likely be more complicated than that.

Since the other party was unwilling to accept the original Forged Warriors and unwilling to change traditions, Guilliman couldn't say anything unless he used his power to force them to change.

That would only deepen the conflict between the two sides, and if something happens in the future, the Horus Rebellion might be repeated.

After much deliberation, Guilliman decided to send the saint on the trip.

Qin Yun frowned and began to think.

Nocturne Star is located in the Holy Land of the Empire and is connected to the Internet, so making a trip there wouldn't be a huge waste of time.

The Salamanders can be considered the founding mother group, and as long as they agree, the other subgroups cannot object.

“Alright, I’ll make the trip myself.” Qin Yun agreed to Guilliman’s request.

“I knew the Sage was the best.” Guilliman smiled. “With you here, the revival of humanity is inevitable. Humanity is truly fortunate to have you.”

"Our regent is simply omnipotent. Not only are his administrative and military abilities outstanding, but he also knows how to speak such sweet words of flattery," Qin Yun teased.

“I’m telling the truth,” Guilliman said confidently.

Qin Yun frowned, somewhat surprised.

"You've been in contact with Evelyn recently."

Guilliman looked puzzled. "Sage, why do you ask that?"

"It's nothing, let's talk about the recent military operations..." Qin Yun changed the subject.

He didn't date Evelyn.

Where did you learn all those nice words?

Guilliman was once considered one of the Primarchs least liked by his brothers.

If Guilliman during the Great Crusade had been as eloquent and flattering as he is now, how could he not have been liked by his brothers?!

"........."

After chatting for a while, the two ended the call.

After dealing with the various issues of the rescued planet, Qin Yun set sail for Vulcan's home planet, Nocturne.

Midway through the journey, the fleet received a distress signal and chose to leave subspace to rescue the planet.

Before they even entered the real universe and started fighting, Xiling appeared beside Qin Yun.

"Master, multiple subspace tracks have been detected. Other fleets are entering the real universe."

"An enemy?" Qin Yun asked Xiling to open the holographic interface.

“No.” Xiling shook her head. “It is preliminarily determined to be an Imperial fleet. I will now show you the images, sir.”

Several very old-looking light cruisers were gathered around a capital ship.

Qin Yun frowned.

He recognized these warships; each one was an old model, having been in service for at least two thousand years.

Did you ask who the other person was?

"An inquiry has been initiated."

What was their response?

"They call themselves man-eating sharks."

The name made Qin Yun pause for a moment.

Isn't this the poor warband that likes to keep sharks on its warships?

Shouldn't they be on the dark side of the empire?

How did they end up in the Holy Land of the Empire?!

The Maneater's predecessor was a Terran veteran exiled by the Raven King, and its first Chapter Master was Alkahas Far.

Because of the Chaos traitor, the two sides did not communicate much, but after a brief exchange, they began to work together to annihilate the Chaos traitor.

Because all the fleet forces at hand were diverted to fight fires.

At this time, Qin Yun only had a small fleet consisting of a battleship and several cruisers.

The Shark Eater's fleet did not have battleships, but it had more ships than Qin Yun's.

The two sides joined forces and quickly crushed the Chaos fleet with their overwhelming firepower, turning it into burning fragments in the void.

"Master, the Man-Eating Shark Legion has sent us another message," Xiling said to Qin Yun.

"what did they say?"

"They want half of the spoils of this campaign, as well as control over that Imperial planet."

Qin Yun slapped his forehead, and even a fool could guess what the man-eating shark was planning to do.

Because it was a ship-based battle group and spent most of its time patrolling the empire's borders, it lacked a stable supply of materials.

Every time they return to the Empire's territory, it's like bandits entering a village, collecting blood and gray taxes on every planet they find.

Clearly, they're here to collect taxes; dealing with the Chaos traitors is just a side effect.

“Tell them that the empire has reformed and private taxation is no longer allowed. As compensation, we will give them some supplies,” Qin Yun said.

Xiling nodded and went to reply.

She received a reply shortly afterward.

"They want to meet with us."

"Let them come over, and while they're at it, let them take the supplies to the hangar deck. They can take them back with them later."

After pondering for a moment, Qin Yun decided to meet with the battle group and encourage them to continue fighting for the Emperor.

The application of dimensional space technology has greatly expanded the ship's internal storage space.

A warship can carry supplies many times its own volume.

These supplies were quickly moved out and piled up in the hangar.

…………

USS Nikol, a combat barge

Tylubos, the chapter leader of the Man-Eating Shark Chapter, along with several company commanders, think tank members, and priests, sat around a giant holographic sand table.

"They agreed to our request to meet."

Teh Kahulangi, a think tank member, reported to Telubos.

"saint?"

Terubos pondered the information he had just received from the communication.

The imperial fleet they encountered claimed to be commanded by a saint and demanded that they not levy taxes on the planet.

In return, the other party will provide some supplies.

"Could it be a trap?" Alido, the company commander of the third company, questioned.

“It shouldn’t be,” the think tank director shook his head. “I didn’t sense any hostility on their ship; on the contrary, I felt a sacred and pure power.”

“The enemy is exceptionally cunning; they might be in disguise,” Alido said. “It’s best to be cautious.”

"Prepare the shuttle. I and the first company will go. The rest of you will stay behind," Tyrubos declared decisively. "If they are enemies, we will eliminate them in the name of the Emperor. If they are loyal, then we will discuss the matter of the blood tax."

"We need sufficient supplies to cope with the upcoming crisis."

The Shark Legion originally fought against those terrifying aliens on the borders of the Empire.

However, during a subspace voyage, they were swept away by a storm and lost their way.

Upon re-entering the real universe, I discovered that the entire galaxy had changed.

An enormous rift tore the galaxy apart, and countless worlds cried out for help, while the agonizing screams of humanity echoed through the warp.

They responded to a recent distress call and arrived in the galaxy.

Prepare to provide relief to the local area and collect some taxes along the way.