The Astartes Family's Notebook

If it weren't for the continuous supply of various resources, what right would Abaddon have to be the Chaos Warmaster? Did he really think that the title of the Eternal Chosen would be of much use?

Mr. Chiang once taught Handsome Nan that when you're out in the game, the three things that really matter are money, money, and more money.

The experience of Ancient Terra is still too authoritative; even 40,000 years later, the Warp is still following this system.

Stealing a ship from a small, unknown gang is no big deal; once it's taken, that's that.

However, when Amaterasu continued to divine the location of another ship that the Great Raiders desired through correlation, he was slapped by Slaanesh.

Well, the last ship is in the hands of a Slaanesh faction within the Sons of the Emperor's army, and Amaterasu's psychic probing has angered the Dark Prince.

This is getting a little troublesome.

"Brother Samar, that's enough. Finding the ship's location is sufficient. The Great Raiders will negotiate with Lady Pleasure."

The envoy was a reasonable man, and he accepted the pledge of the Stick of Truth on behalf of Abaddon.

Amaterasu breathed a sigh of relief. Slaanesh's magnanimity was comparable to Tzeentch's, and the key was that he was indebted to the Dark Prince.

But does Katz care about that?

"What's the point of calculating? When you're out doing something, you're all about seeing it through to the end."

"Amaterasu, contact the opposing faction and wager a duel. If they lose, the Staff of Truth will be merged into their faction, and they can become the leader. If they win, they should hand over the ship!"

This statement is actually somewhat presumptuous, since the Staff of Truth is nominally Amaterasu's.

However, the leader of the gang did not feel offended at all.

Samar is such a man!

The special envoy was also stunned. Was this guy really that reckless?

Hehe, the Celestial Venerable naturally had no objections, and the Dark Prince also found it amusing.

So nobody cared about what the princes thought. Slaanesh opened the door himself, which was considered an acceptance of the duel conditions proposed by Kars.

It's all or nothing.

Compromise is not in the dictionary of "The Blade of Destruction".

At this time, the master was still repairing the television set, and the loving father knew nothing about these matters.

If even the Celestial Venerable can understand this, then Slaanesh will naturally understand it as well.

Kars was a promising talent, but the Emperor and Khorne had already beaten him to it.

Blessing Katz is weakening Abaddon.

Although the Warp is full of talented people, there are not many who can actually do real work. As long as Abaddon continues to work diligently on his Black Expedition, the four gods cannot stop supporting him.

The Dark Prince was only angry at Amaterasu's rudeness, but he didn't mind having some fun.

The Dark Prince had long disliked those drug-addled, partying sons of emperors.

It's time to put some pressure on my subordinates.

So it wasn't until Karz and his Warband brothers boarded the Slaanesh Warband's battleship that the other side belatedly realized that the Chaos God they served had taken on a bet for them.

Ah, I'm playing [Metsudō no Yaiba]?

Chapter 424 The Voice of Chaos

What is psionic energy?

[This is the Way and the Law].

What is Taoism?

The Way follows the natural way.

"It's fine if you don't want to answer, but don't try to fool me with nonsense."

"Child, go back; you have no wisdom."

"I don't agree!"

[What's there to be dissatisfied about? The answer has already been given to you; you just didn't understand it.]

The Tao follows nature, and nature means you can do whatever you want, so psychic energy is free!

-------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------

Conspiracy theories were rampant during the time of Ancient Terra, but wise men dismissed them.

Because when you examine the logic of conspiracy theories, you can find a fatal flaw.

First, conspiracy theories presuppose the existence of a type of actor in the world who has the ability to meticulously arrange all seemingly accidental phenomena.

It can control all the random factors in the entire system, that is, the so-called variables.

In other words, if the conspiracy theory holds true, then behind every conspiracy there must be a being with the power of "God" orchestrating it.

Then, here's the question: if such power and ability truly existed, why would anyone need to resort to conspiracies and tricks? A simple "Let there be light" would solve the problem.

Therefore, Katz did not believe in conspiracy theories in his previous life.

However, after so many years in the Purgatory Galaxy, Kaz has changed his mind and become a seasoned conspiracy theorist.

Gambling, gambling, the stakes are upfront, the fight to the death is yet to come. Why all this fuss? Let's fight!

No, Slaanesh won't allow it.

Although there is some overlap between the divine authority of the Dark Prince and the Dread Saint, the youngest lady is not interested in pure B-grade gore.

Variety shows need variety, and talent competitions need talent.

Ah, how could the Black Crusade possibly succeed with these warp worms? You monstrous wraiths think you can burn the galaxy?

Kaz thought he came to the Eye of Fear to relax and boost his Golden Throne KPIs, but instead he's been turned into a chaotic mess and is now being bullied by an unscrupulous boss...

Slaanesh was certainly not Kars' direct superior, but Kars didn't dare to defy a warp god who was watching the live stream from the Dark Prince's dojo.

Unlike the typical loyalist Astartes, Katz is quite straightforward. He's the Emperor's henchman, and if Slaanesh wanted to expose him, he would have done so long ago. Since Lady Pleasure isn't bringing it up, why should he be afraid?

It's always useful to learn from other Astartes guilds. You can talk big and make threats, but if you throw tea in the face of a big shot, that's considered tactless, and you deserve to be hacked to death.

Therefore, the "Destroyer's Blade," who were used to physical combat, had no choice but to endure and accept the verbal combat challenge from the Emperor's Sons War Gang.

The Celestial Venerable chuckled. As expected, Slaanesh was the old rascal who could keep up with his thoughts. He was exceptionally talented when it came to causing trouble.

With Sylvanas's help, it became easier for Tzeentch to shield himself from Khorne's spying.

Inside the crystal maze, peanuts, melon seeds, and mineral water were all ready, just waiting for the show to officially begin.

Aside from Kars's obvious displeasure, which could be detected even through his tactical helmet, the other Chaos Canned Foods were quite satisfactory.

A battle of wits is good; it keeps harmony at bay.

"The Samar brothers..."

The Black Legion's envoy watched as his beloved Samar brother crossed his arms and repeatedly tapped his toes on the ground, making a clattering sound, and swallowed back the words he was about to say.

Suddenly it dawned on me: there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong given names.

"The Blade of Annihilation" is a fitting description.

Because it was a "fair" contest being wagered under Slaanesh's watchful eye, the overall atmosphere was still manageable.

The method of the contest is very simple: each side sends two hundred people to compete in two hundred one-on-one matches, and the side with the most wins is the final winner.

Generally speaking, such a large-scale competition should always have an odd number of rounds.

However, is it possible that Slaanesh did it on purpose, so that if there was a tie, they would play another round instead of a tiebreaker?

For a destructive force, this level of conflict is purely for fun; winning or losing doesn't even involve saving face.

God, He doesn't care.

In fact, Kaz didn't care either. He didn't care about winning or losing, and he didn't care about the life or death of the Staff of Truth.

The Celestial Venerable is usually very accurate in judging people. Kaz had made up his mind from the beginning that if they really lost and lost the position of the leader, they would just have a glorious Lakshir ceremony to take it back. It's not a big deal.

So what if he dies in battle? Kars doesn't even care about his own life or death, so why would he care about the lives of other Chaos Astartes?

You're overthinking it.

What does it mean to be a chosen one of the underworld? Pure bloodline!

What should have been a proper gang fight turned into a series of boring one-on-one duels. Kaz was so annoyed that he thought he might as well go back to his room and get some sleep.

Hehe, the Celestial Venerable couldn't help but shake his head and nod at the same time. Young Astartes, a true god never does anything in vain. You still don't understand this principle.

Kaz was initially dismissive, because after the War Gang determined the number of participants, each person could only participate once, and he even lost interest in going to the next match.

But after watching more than ten rounds, Katz stopped shaking and put his hands down.

This is not a battlefield battle, nor a boring pastime, but Slaanesh demonstrating his power and authority.

This is a military parade.

Psychic power is free, and so is the bestowal of blessings.

In terms of mastery of chaotic magic, the Celestial Venerable is undoubtedly the number one god in the subspace.

However, Slaanesh's authority is too unique, almost overlapping with that of his three companions. In terms of the diversity of its manifestations, the Slaanesh faction is in no way inferior to the Tzeentch faction.

The ever-changing Demon Lord and the Keeper of Secrets—you savor it, you ponder it carefully.

Setting aside the nature of power and focusing on data, the number of Chaos Wizards who worship Slaanesh is second only to Tzeentch.

It no longer matters what kind of person this emperor's son who worships Slaanesh is. What's going on now is that the youngest lady is clearly in a playful mood. This isn't a battle of Astartes, it's a preliminary selection for the Yangko STAR!

I'm not well-educated, so feel free to lie to me.

Every son of the emperor present was like a Stand user, each unique and possessing special skills; some even had a dazed look on their faces.

Wow, I didn't know I had this ability!

Hey, you dark prince, give me a little performance and keep an eye on your youngest lady!

Hey, hey, hey, how can you talk like that? Could this be the Dark Prince trying to intimidate you?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. A grown god wouldn't do something so childish.

It's unclear whether Kars's inner monologue amused the Dark Prince or if the Celestial Lord couldn't stand it anymore and intervened, but after the Stick of Truth lost sixty-six consecutive matches, the art style returned to normal a bit.

Damn it, how can there be such a vile Astartes in the Slaanesh Warband? Is he going to use [Heroic Death] on everyone next?

Oh dear, that's narrow-minded and superficial. It's not only illness that causes edema and rotting of limbs; taking too many drugs can also cause these symptoms.

Because of his position, the envoy remained firmly seated, as the duel between the Stick of Truth and the Son of the Emperor was not directly related to him.

"Brother Samar, things aren't looking good. The opponent is playing at home, I'm afraid..."

When someone accuses Slaanesh of cheating in his presence, who doesn't know that Slaanesh is only slightly more cunning than Tzeentch?

Be tactful, you must be tactful.

"It's alright, that's just how the Eye of Fear is, I understand."

Are you willing to accept the consequences of a bet?

Of course they'll turn their backs on you!

Hehe, Tzeentch loves Kars' shamelessness, just like the Emperor.

But I'm sorry to say, in this round, Slaanesh and Tzeentch's target is not Khaz, but Amaterasu.

Fate's gifts are never free; having received the favors of the Lady and the Celestial, the Chaos Wizard must now perform the necessary tasks.

The Subspace Mini-Class is in session again!

The so-called ascension to demonhood is a transformation of life form. Although the increase in power level during this process will naturally lead to an increase in attribute panel, the Supreme Heaven is fair, and the numerical value is precisely the reason for becoming a king.

A powerful demon god may not necessarily be able to overpower a demon prince in terms of stats, and a chosen one who has not yet ascended to demonhood may still be able to overpower someone who has ascended to demonhood through stats.

The two simplest examples are Abaddon the Great Raider and Cain the Traitor.

Both of these are still based on the Astartes template, but their stats completely outclass countless well-known and powerful monsters.

Especially Kahn, even a bloodthirsty maniac with a name and a reputation wouldn't be interested in fighting this madman, as he would easily become a background pawn, which would make him lose all his cool.

Subspace is a huge seafood market, and the four vendors have firmly grasped the operating rights. Apart from the Emperor, who is a foreign dragon, everyone else in the fish market has to live by the whims of these four local tyrants.

Therefore, divine grace and blessings are the true hard currency of the warp.