I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 317: Xi Gaoqi is explaining why the Eldar are subhumans
Zhou Yun felt an unbearable sense of detachment coming from his body.
His spirit and will were slowly pulled out of his body, and his eyes fell on the Eldar Pantheon and the layers of timelines.
The past and the present unfolded before Zhou Yun's eyes like overlapping mirrors.

He saw Inkani, Hilandri Veilwalker, Thousand Faces, Eveline, and everything about the entire Death Army.
Their figures at every moment are constantly stacked up and divided into different branches from the past to the future, just like a giant snake with millions of tails. This giant snake is intertwined and intertwined. Each cut surface is a moment of time, and each fork is a possibility.
This is the fate of the entire Death Army, and even the entire Eldar.
A dark black mist hangs over this fate, and in the mist flows an infinite circuit of countless Eldar souls.
That was Inad, a god of death that had never been born. Threads hung from his body, falling on every soldier in the army of death, unconsciously manipulating their fate.
At this moment, Inard's body began to struggle, and he fell uncontrollably towards Zhou Yun, into Zhou Yun's round blue body.
"Your Majesty, it's getting cold."

"Clown, let me give you a yellow robe!"

Xi Gaoqi's voice sounded beside Zhou Yun.

The jester of the Pantheon slowly stretched out his hand and pushed Zhou Yun on the back.
Zhou Yun staggered and sat in the seat of the Pantheon Eldar God of Death.

Instantly, the fate of the Eldar woven by the Crone God trembled.

The unborn Inad wailed, and his body dissolved into Zhou Yun's body bit by bit.

At the same time, from the past to the present, the name of Inad is becoming less and less common, and the prayers of the Death God Army to Inad are becoming less and less.

Instead, there is a praise for Doraemon.

From Evelyne to the Thousand Faces, every Death God Army has praised the name of the Eldar Death God Doraemon in every moment of the past.
Zhou Yun looked slightly dazed. He felt that Inard's existence had completely dissolved into his body, just like ice melting in hot water, becoming a part of himself.

Thousands of silk threads extended from his body, replacing Inad to connect with the Death Army. He could clearly hear the inner voice of each Death Army soldier and sense the existence of each Death Army soldier.
Most of the connections were very weak, only the connection between Evelyne and Qianmian was relatively strong. Zhou Yun even felt that he could directly penetrate into their consciousness.
Well, Thousand Faces fainted, his multiple lobes filled with his obsession with Evelene and his fear of Diglis and Mephiston.

Evelene prayed to herself in her heart, praying that the Eldar God of Death Doraemon would return and defeat Digris, Mephiston and Rena.
In addition to them, Zhou Yun could also feel Sanguinius and Guilliman, who had already established a connection with him. The connection between these two people and him was the deepest. He even felt that he could directly inject his will into their bodies and control their bodies.
It's as if they are like Fat Tiger, an extension of themselves.
Sanguinius seemed to sense something, and looked up at Zhou Yun with a little surprise.

Guilliman seemed to have noticed nothing, and exuded the resentment of a worker.

In addition to those who had established contact with Zhou Yun, there was another being in the High Heaven who had noticed Inad's fall.
From the chambers of Slaanesh came the laughter of ecstasy,

The Lord of Thirst's joy rippled from the six rings. The demons of Slaanesh seemed to sense their Lord's joy and could not help singing and dancing.

On the bed made of six hundred and sixty-six layers of velvet, Slaanesh comforted the trembling Fulgrim with his six-fold chest, while he let out a silver bell-like joyful laugh.
As the God of Thirst born from the fall of the Eldar, Slaanesh is extremely aware of what is happening in the Warp.
Doraemon. Zhou Yun is devouring everything of Inard, and Inard is being replaced by Zhou Yun.

Although he didn't understand what happened, Slaanesh knew that he no longer needed to be sad about the birth of Inad, and he no longer had to worry about Inad becoming the fifth.

For Slaanesh, the worst possible scenario would be for Inaad to be born into the destruction of all the Eldar and become the fifth.
This is even worse than the Emperor taking the final step. At least the mummy will be the fifth one, and the other three will suffer the same fate as Slaanesh.

If Inad becomes the fifth, Slaanesh will be the only one who will suffer. This is why Slaanesh wants to train Zhou Yun to become the fifth.

He expected Zhou Yun and Inard to compete with each other, but he did not expect Zhou Yun to do much better than he expected.

Inard was completely replaced by Zhou Yun, and he was eaten by Zhou Yun in one bite!

Thinking of this, Slaanesh couldn't help but laugh with joy.
As long as Zhou Yun's existence is not destroyed, Inard will never be truly born, and will never become the leading mummy or Zhou Yun become the fifth.

Slaanesh couldn't help but extend his forked tongue and lick his cherry lips with the sticky liquid.
He felt that his generosity towards Zhou Yun had been rewarded, and he was extremely happy.

"Fulgrim, do you think this is love?" He laughed and shared his joy with Fulgrim.

"Great Doraemon! God of death of humans and the Eldar, Lord of the Pantheon. Your loyal jester, Xi Gaoqi, welcomes you back."

In the Black Library, Xi Gaoqi bowed to Zhou Yun with a smile on his face.

Zhou Yun felt the power of his erosion and destruction field, which had obviously expanded a lot, and his face was uncertain.
Inad was devoured by his own essence, and his position in the Eldar Pantheon was completely taken over by Zhou Yun.

He has now established connections with all the Death God Army, and the souls of the Death God Army have completely belonged to Zhou Yun.
In addition, Zhou Yun also gained some of Inard's former power. He can now control life and death to a certain extent.

Zhou Yun can forcibly give death to others with the touch of his fingertips or the Crone's Sword. For the deceased whose souls still exist in the material universe, Zhou Yun can bring them back to life.
It's a pity that Inard hasn't been truly born yet, and the power Zhou Yun gained after swallowing him is not that strong.
Fortunately, Inad was not truly born, otherwise Zhou Yun felt that he might have become a god.
But this does not mean that Zhou Yun is far away from becoming a god. He has a vague feeling that if he collects all five crone swords, the power of Inad in his body will be activated, pushing him to become a god.

In Zhou Yun's opinion, becoming a god in this world is not a good thing.
"You've caused me so much trouble, you clown." Zhou Yun gritted his teeth and looked at Xi Gaoqi who was grinning beside him.

Xi Gaoqi smiled calmly.
The reason why he did not inform Zhou Yun in advance was because he understood the character of human gods too well. He had an inexplicable resistance to the identity of gods. Zhou Yun would never agree to his plan.
So He acted first and asked for permission later, and directly put Zhou Yun on the position of the Eldar God of Death.

"Don't be anxious. Let's analyze this first. You are the god of death of mankind, right?" Xigaoqi said sincerely as he approached Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun frowned slightly and said sternly: "I am not a god."

"Since you are the God of Death of humans, isn't it natural for you to be the God of Death of the Eldar?"

Xi Gaoqi waved his hand as if he hadn't heard Zhou Yun's words.

Several skulls instantly flew out of the Black Library and were placed in front of Zhou Yun:
"Look at these skulls. The first one is from an Imperial human."

Zhou Yun frowned and looked at the human skull in front of him, wondering what Xigaoqi was up to.

"Look at this again. This belongs to Ogrin."

Xi Gaoqi pointed to the second skull which was obviously larger and said:

"This is a common demihuman in the empire."

Zhou Yun's confused brows furrowed even more tightly.

"Look again, this is the Filin Catman, one of the legal sub-humans still recognized by the Empire."

The difference between this skull and a normal human's is already obvious. The eye sockets are obviously larger, the ear holes are located closer to the top of the skull, and the nasal conchas protrude obviously forward.

"This is the Scaled Insect Man, a sub-species that was only discovered in the lower levels of the hive in the last few thousand years. Their genes are not yet completely stable, but they have been recognized by the Empire."

There are few traces of human on this skull. The skull is swollen, the canine teeth are protruding, there is no occipital bone, and the jaw and nasal concha are protruding at the same time. It is more like a crocodile than a human.
"Also, the famous Beastman, one of the recognized demi-humans when the Emperor still walked the earth ten thousand years ago."

Xi Gaoqi pointed to the second-to-last head. This head had almost no trace of human. It had protruding horns, three eyes, and was full of strange holes. It looked like a twisted sheep's head:

"It's just that in the current Empire, they were declared illegal subhumans by the Inquisition without the Emperor's consent."

"This is the Fenris Wolf."

Sigouch pointed to the last head, which was a complete wolf skull. Only after the most careful observation could one see any trace of human:

"Although the Empire claims it is a beast, genetically its genes are closer to primitive Homo sapiens than the vast majority of Imperial humans, and the genetic makeup of Fenris Wolves and Fenrisians is essentially the same, only with different selective expressions."

Zhou Yun's nostrils twitched. He had a rough idea of ​​what Xigaoqi wanted to say, which made him feel very embarrassed.

"Our great Lord of Mankind, the Emperor, has given instructions: judge humans, subhumans, mutants, and aliens by the shape of their skulls."

As he spoke, Xi Gaoqi waved his hand.
Another skull flew into his hands. This skull looked very similar to a human's, except that it was more slender, its facial features were thinner, and its teeth were larger than its jawbone. Other than that, it looked exactly like a human.

However, its bones are obviously different from those of humans. They are not made of calcium, but rather look like some kind of solidified liquid, and appear crystal clear.
Xi Gaoqi stuffed the Eldar skull between the Imperial humans and Ogryn, and then showed it to Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun's cheeks couldn't stop twitching. He wanted to complain, but there were too many words and they were all stuck in his throat.

"Look! In terms of appearance, the Imperial humans and the Eldar are very similar!"

"As per our Emperor's instructions, the Eldar can apparently also be a subspecies of Human."

"Then as a human god of death, you are obviously also the god of death of the Eldar."

(End of this chapter)