"Wait! Yriel, I do not accept this heresy of yours!"
Among the Aspect Warriors, one Eldar stood up to oppose Yriel's statement.
Judging by her attire, she seemed to hold a not-so-low position in this Eldar squad.
She was extremely opposed to Yriel's theory of Asuryan being reincarnated as a human.
How could Asuryan be a human!
This is an extremely blasphemous idea!
The Eldar were, after all, an extremely proud race.
Just like the theologians who first heard of Darwin's theory of evolution, she could not accept that the god she revered most had suddenly turned into a monkey one day.
"In that case, every Eldar has their own Path. I will not force you to follow."
"But as Sister Shalandr said just now, this human's flame can sever the shackles of the Thirsting Lady, allowing our souls to return to the Empyrean."
"Our Craftworld has our own soulstones and Infinity Circuit. We do not need the sorcery of the Mon-keigh!"
"But the soulstones cannot protect us forever. They are just a temporary escape. To escape the Thirsting Lady, we—"
Kasjia sat at the side, quietly watching the internal dispute of the Eldar.
Great, they're fighting again.
I can't understand the Eldar language.
Except for the "Mon-keigh" that this one had suddenly blurted out.
It's probably the old problem acting up again.
Indeed, this is the truest, arrogant face of the Eldar.
The normal Yriel just now was making me a little uncomfortable.
"Enough!"
"Since you are so determined, then Princess Yriel, we will each walk our own Path."
"You can keep your pathetic, crazy words to yourself, Outcast!"
"Howling Banshees, let's go!"
After a short exchange, a small portion of the Aspect Warriors left on one of the Eldar warships.
But more Eldar, including a large number of crew members and Warlocks who could navigate the Warp, and even several Bonesingers, after hearing that the flame in Kasjia's hand could sever the shackles of the Thirsting Lady, all chose to follow Yriel and join her ranks.
"Wait, why are you Eldar starting to make yourselves at home here?"
"I haven't agreed yet!"
Kasjia was helpless, watching Yriel command one pointed-ear after another to leap from the unique Eldar sail-ship into the Pride of the Emperor.
"Don't look at me. The commander of the 28th Expeditionary Fleet is the Third Legion Primarch, Fulgrim, not me."
"I very much doubt that she would allow an alien race like you to join our Great Crusade."
"Then that's a problem."
Yriel approached Kasjia with a smile.
She knelt lightly in front of Kasjia, gripped his cracked right hand, and placed it on her own snow-white chest.
Then she gradually closed her eyes.
"If possible, please remove the defiling mark of the Thirsting Lady from my body before I am driven out."
"Eldar, this position of yours... if I use a little force, you'll die."
"I understand. But a god would not harm his most devout follower."
That's debatable.
Sigh, in the end, you don't hit a smiling face.
Kasjia's palm gently applied force, and a golden-red flame covered Yriel's entire body for the first time.
Even her soul, under the protection of this flame, successfully escaped from the web of Slaanesh.
Just like the Ynnari faction ten thousand years in the future, the souls of all the Eldar were, at this moment, connected to a small soul circuit.
With his hand pressed on Yriel's chest, Kasjia thought back on the gains of these past few days.
Now, not only had he reclaimed Byzas, but he had also recruited a large number of skilled Eldar mercenaries in the process of fighting the Orks.
Not only was Yriel's close combat skill outstanding, but her naval combat ability was also considered a genius among the Eldar.
Furthermore, with her Eldar warship as an escort, as long as he explained the advantages to the Iterant, the other would most likely acquiesce to the Third Legion's recruitment of Eldar mercenaries.
It's all for the Great Crusade!
And it seemed that everything was heading in a good direction—
"Kasjia! Missed me? I'm back!"
Fulgrim pushed open the door of the cockpit with a joyful face.
In her hand, she was still carrying the freshly killed head of the Ork Warboss. "Look what souvenirs I've brought you—"
Her words stopped halfway.
Especially when she saw Kasjia's hand on the pointed-ear xenos's chest.
And there was even a large group of xenos and Emperor's Children gathered around, looking on with anticipation.
"KA—S—JIA!"
"Wait, this is really a misunderstanding! I can explain!"
"Two Terran hours!! I was out fighting Orks for two Terran hours, and you can already hook up with another woman?!"
Wait, no.
This time it's not even a person, it's a pointed-ear xenos!
"I'm innocent! She's the one who insisted on calling me a god!"
Fulgrim: "...?"
"So this is the reason they want to stay in our 28th Expeditionary Fleet?"
After hearing the whole story, Fulgrim looked at Yriel with a cold eye.
"I do not agree."
"First, Kasjia is my husband, and also a noble human."
"No matter how ridiculous or how well your myths fit him, there are no gods in this world."
"A nascent god of the Warp says there are no gods in the world... interesting."
"This just shows your lack of knowledge about the Empyrean."
Yriel, facing Fulgrim's threat, showed no fear.
"The god has already shown his potential. All you are doing is suppressing his awakening."
"Oh? Then tell me, how can I not suppress it?"
"The Path of the god... I do not know where it will ultimately lead."
"But what I do know is that he will one day realize his true form."
"Forget it. I can't talk to you xenos."
A bunch of pathetic creatures who haven't even mastered the Imperial Truth.
"What do you say, Iterant Pyke?"
Fulgrim turned to the Chief Iterant in the cockpit.
"My advice is to accept."
"But our flagship is now severely damaged, and it is also heavily contaminated with Ork spores."
"We are in need of the help of these Eldar mercenaries, and we can make an exception for cooperating with xenos in this urgent matter."
As the Chief Iterant, Lady Pyke was directly responsible to Malcador the Sigillite.
Her words, to a certain extent, could represent the decision of the Council of Terra.
Actually, Fulgrim herself was not a fervent human supremacist.
As a diplomat among the Primarchs, she could be said to be one of the most tolerant towards other xenos.
But no matter how tolerant, she couldn't tolerate someone who was after her husband!
"If you are not at ease, please allow me to introduce an advanced tool from our Eldar—"
"—Wraithbone nanites."
Are you also plagued by Ork infestations?
As the saying goes, when you see one Ork on a planet, it means there are already thousands of Orks behind it.
Their spores spread in the air and are extremely difficult to eradicate.
But as long as you use our great Eldar's Wraithbone nanites, you can destroy those damn Ork spores at the molecular level!
Very useful.
Kasjia, leading a few Eldar operators, went to the middle deck to clean up the remaining Orks and spores.
Fulgrim had originally wanted to refuse the other party.
But it couldn't be helped. Yriel had just offered too much.
The powerful Warlocks made the Imperial Navigators look inferior, and the crew of the Path of the Mariner, with their countless years of experience, could maintain the operation of the Pride of the Emperor even with a shortage of manpower.
Compared to the ancient technology of the Eldar, the void navigation of the human side was still too naive.
Especially these Wraithbone nanites that could clean up Ork spores... ...without their assistance, it would really take until the year of the monkey for the Pride of the Emperor and the 28th Expeditionary Fleet to recover.
In the end, Fulgrim still chose to compromise with the pointed-ears who were after her husband.
For the Great Crusade, she had really sacrificed a lot.
"Waaaaagh!"
Even though the Warboss had been beheaded and the Ork warships had all been turned into space junk.
But the Orks who had boarded the ship's cabin, after round after round of elimination matches, had gradually selected a new leader from among those stranded in the cabin.
Of course, their strength was naturally incomparable to the Warboss they had encountered before.
With a casual swing of Kasjia's sword, the Ork who was screaming and charging at them was instantly cut in two.
"You guys clean up here first. I'll go and check the room ahead."
Kasjia instructed the cleaners behind him.
Now, the small squad led by Kasjia was advancing and cleaning, cabin by cabin, with him alone.
The new cabin was dark and lightless.
It seemed the power system here had been destroyed in the previous battle.
A normal situation.
Kasjia held his sword high in front of his chest, vigilantly watching every move around him.
Maybe there was a Kommando hiding here, just waiting to ambush him.
"That's not right."
Kasjia sensed a slight sound in the darkness.
It was not an Ork.
"Who's there!?"
He stood on the spot and shouted, but what answered him was the sudden closing of the hatch behind him.
SHING.
Kasjia pressed the disruption field on his sword.
To be able to isolate him without him sensing it, the other party was not a simple character.
But who was he?
And how did he get in without a sound?
The lights came on.
In this empty spare cabin, a hooded, pointed-eared figure appeared in front of Kasjia.
An Eldar.
The other was wearing a dark blue hood, and his face was covered by an oval crystal of glass material, making his appearance unclear.
He was holding a staff with black and white stripes, and several slender Eldar masks were tied around his waist.
"A Shadowseer," she introduced herself. Her voice seemed to be female.
"A Harlequin, is it?" Kasjia asked.
The other nodded slightly.
The Harlequin Troupe, another major riddler faction of the Eldar.
Their ability is to speak in riddles, their hobby is to speak in riddles, and their way of appearing is to speak in riddles.
There is not a day when they don't speak in riddles.
But these were all useless against Kasjia.
He had read the script. What would happen next was completely clear.
"What are you looking for me for?"
"To guide the young god on his path."
"Guide me on my path? Heh, Eldar Farseer, if you had already seen through the path ahead, why did you still end up in such a state?"
"Tragedy repeats, the cycle is endless. The future will see the present, just as the present sees the past."
"Alright. Then, Farseer, what revelation have you brought me?"
Click.
What answered Kasjia was not any movement, but a short sound of a switch being turned off.
"What kind of trick is this? Shadowseer?"
In the pitch-black darkness, Kasjia concentrated his mind and sensed the people and things around him.
As if from afar, shouts and cannon fire pulled him into a new world.
Amidst the ruins, countless Space Marines were fighting each other, their swords drawn.
The former comrades-in-arms had now become enemies, and the original ideals had now turned to nothing.
Endless missiles and cannon fire streaked across the sky like meteors, falling around Kasjia.
"Hold the line!"
Kasjia heard the familiar shouts of the Emperor's Children around him.
Whether it was Eidolon, Lucius, or Tarvitz, they were all on the same side as Kasjia, with their backs to the once-sturdy defensive fortifications, struggling to hold back the enemy's oversaturated attack.
"Damn it! Why did you betray us!"
Behind him, the last group of Luna Wolves let out a desperate cry under the endless cannon fire.
Under the absolute disadvantage in firepower, defeat was a foregone conclusion.
And the true master of the cannon fire that could blast them all to pieces gradually revealed himself from the earthen slope formed by the ruins not far away, in the surging dust and smoke.
"...It's you."
The Iron Hand, Ferris.
BOOM!
At that very moment, the cannon fire from the other's backpack was fired at Kasjia.
Everything returned to nothingness.
"Three and Ten are reflections of each other. Self-loathing and narcissism are intertwined by nature."
"When one sinks, the other rises."
"Do not interfere."
"Do not act."
"The Horus Heresy is already the best ending." The lights in the empty room came back on. The Eldar who called herself a Shadowseer had already disappeared.
Only these few words were still echoing in the mid-air.
"Phew."
The hatch behind Kasjia opened, and it seemed someone was waiting anxiously outside the door.
"Commander Kasjia! Did you run into any trouble?"
"No. What can I do for you?"
"Yes, we have received a communication from the Astropaths of the Iron Hands fleet."
"The Primarch of the Tenth Legion, Lady Ferris Manus, is preparing to intervene in the battle of the Gardiner system, and is here to notify the First Commander Kasjia to participate."
"Alright. I'll head out after I've dealt with the matters on the Pride of the Emperor."
"So tired."
After a busy day, Master Kasjia had finally freed the souls of all the Eldar on the ship from the perception of Slaanesh.
After some coordination, these Eldar Corsairs were placed in the 28th Expeditionary Fleet.
Although he did not have the ability of the Ynnari to directly reconnect the Eldar souls to the matrix, under Kasjia's construction, their soul perception had been connected to a small local area network.
Even after death, they would not be taken away by Slaanesh, but would wait for rebirth in this local area network.
For the Eldar, this was enough to make them not call humans "Mon-keigh" for thirteen lifetimes.
"Finally, I can rest a little."
He still had to participate in the Gardiner campaign of the Iron Hands soon. There was really no free time at all.
Kasjia recalled the prophecies of the Eldar seers.
Not the Shadowseer he had just met.
But the first group of Craftworld Eldar.
[The incarnation of Asuryan will be attacked by the Thirsting Lady here.] [If there is no intervention, the consequences will be very serious.]
What a garbage prophecy.
How could he possibly be—
And just then, Fulgrim, with a vengeful smile, approached him.
"Kasjia?"
It seemed she was also a Thirsting Lady.
A thirsty lady.
"Gah!"
"Yriel, save me!!!"
"Hmph, trying to escape?"
Far away, in a certain escort ship that was undergoing spore decontamination.
"Kasjia?"
As if receiving some signal, Yriel looked up at the flagship, the Pride of the Emperor, floating in the void.
"It's probably just my imagination."
She lowered her head again and continued with her task at hand.
The prophecies of the Eldar always, just when everyone least expects it... ...come true.
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