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

Chapter 85 Silver Ghost

Looking at the shriveled Markit on the ground, Zhou Yun sighed.
Market's plan can save the entire Asford in a sense.

If its plan succeeds, all of Asford will fall into the Warp and become part of it.

In this way, even the Tyranid Hive Fleet can't do anything to Asford.
But how many people can truly resist the love of a kind father?
What the loving father wants to save is not only the humans on Asford, but also every blade of grass and every bacteria and virus on Asford.

"The Emperor loves all humans, but such love is too heavy to bear. How much more so, the loving Father loves all life?"

Zhou Yun shook his head and looked at Jeanna.
The dazzling golden light on Jeanna disappeared at some point.

Her hair became dry again, with some burnt marks on the ends, and her eyes became hazy like a deer again. There were some shallow burns on her skin, her steps were a little unsteady, and her face was full of fatigue.

Zhou Yun stepped forward to support Jeanna, and took her to sit under the metal pillar.
Jeanna gently rested her head on Zhou Yun's thigh.

Zhou Yun observed Jeanna's injuries.
Most of the burns are not serious. Although there is a risk of infection, they are not immediately fatal.

"His power did not project too much into the little girl's body, and no irreparable damage was caused."

The winged figure in the white light whispered:

"She'll be fine, just a long period of rest."

Listening to the words behind Yi in the white light, Zhou Yun nodded slightly.

"I'm fine." Jeanna shrank into Zhou Yun's arms, her freckled and burned face full of fatigue.

Zhou Yun gently stroked Jeanna's slightly burnt and slightly curly hair.
Jeanna leaned into Zhou Yun's arms like a kitten.

"I want to sleep for a while. My money is in the garbage mountain where we first met."

Jeanne said in a lowering voice:
"Also, remember those two secret codes. They are His reward to compensate you for your losses."

"die."

"Only sacrifice to death."

"I only worship the god of death."

Jeanna leaned in Zhou Yun's arms and whispered softly.

These two ciphertexts made Zhou Yun frown slightly.

This is the prayer Zhou Yun heard in his hallucination when he was blessed by the dark death.
It was a prayer to a god of death,

Now, the true identity of the Grim Reaper has been revealed. It is the Emperor himself.

The God of Death of Humanity is the Emperor
"Do you feel that there is something wrong with Him?" Zhou Yun frowned and asked, looking at the winged figure in the white light.

The winged figure in the white light was silent for a while before slowly speaking:
"Is my father really my father?"

"Am I really my father?"

".Ah?" Zhou Yun was a little confused by the words of the winged figure in the white light.

Your father is not your father, and you are not your father's son. How can your father be your son?

".No, I mean, how much of Him belongs to my Father?"

The winged figure in the white light said with a somewhat shaky voice:

"I have always been worried about his condition, but it seems that the years of faith have had a profound impact on my father."

".I have a question, in your time, do people have many beliefs?"

"A lot, but the country I live in is mostly non-believers and believers on demand, while other countries believe more in a Son of God who was crucified on the cross."

Zhou Yun thought for a moment and said:
"That son of God may be the emperor's vest, but I think it is unlikely."

"Why?" the winged figure in the white light asked in confusion.

"The emperor has twenty-one sons, and more than half of them have rebelled." Zhou Yun said seriously:

"And that Son of God had twelve disciples, but only one rebelled!"

"You can tell such blasphemous jokes at any time."

The winged figure in the white light shook his head:

"No matter what, you should understand that belief is a human instinct. Humans will always worship something."

"Some worship the sky, some worship fire, some worship light, and some worship death."

"These cults must have echoed in the Warp. And in the fortieth millennium of mankind, most of these cults converged on my father."

".My father ended all the gods of mankind and eventually became theirs."

Zhou Yun frowned.
The words of the winged figure in the white light were so mysterious that he was a little confused for a moment.

"Tell me in detail?" Zhou Yun asked, rubbing the head of Jeanna who had fallen asleep in his arms.

".There is no time."

The winged figure in the white light shook his head:

"Take this little girl away quickly. It's not safe here."

Zhou Yun nodded slightly.

Obviously, the Genestealers gathered here are not all.
The right hand of the Genestealer Patriarch is the Genestealer Bishop, responsible for developing the sect and spreading its influence, and is the chief psyker in the entire Genestealer sect.

The Left Claw of the Genestealer Chieftain is the leader of the Genestealers, responsible for leading and commanding the guerrilla warfare of the Genestealers. He is the highest military commander in the entire Genestealer sect.

Zhou Yun had killed the bishop, but the patriarch had escaped and the army leader was nowhere to be found.
Who knows when they will gather together again and fight back to the first area?
Zhou Yun picked up Jeanna, picked up the famous sword and the lightning pill that fell on the ground, and turned to leave the underground palace.
Ten minutes after Zhou Yun left the underground palace,

Fluorescent green lines like circuit boards suddenly appeared from the air.

These lines intertwined and converged, making a creaking sound, opening a super-dimensional door.

The lines that made up the door twisted and swayed, slowly twisting into a human shape.

A tall, thin figure dressed in silver, glowing with a light blue light, and wearing a light golden skirt and armor slowly walked out.
This silver figure looked like a skeleton, with a pair of blue eyes filled with empty death.
He took a step forward and stepped into the underground palace, and the extra-dimensional door behind him disappeared.

"The false god of the Most High."

He raised his head and looked at the location where the subspace rift was previously located.

Then he looked down at Markit, who was lying dead on the spot:

"Pathetic genetically mutated monkey."

Silver continued to move forward and saw the biomass pool that had begun to dry up and the remains of the Tyranid creatures remaining in it.

"Extragalactic Predator."

He stretched out the Guandao-like scepter in his hand, and a scorching light shot out, which suddenly exploded and completely destroyed the entire biomass pool.

"besides."

He looked around, the blue light in his eyes sweeping across the entire area:
"Psychic powers? Witchcraft? The king of monkeys?"

The blue light in his eyes seemed to vaguely reflect everything that had just happened in the underground palace.
Only one of the figures was hazy and unclear, and the three figures were folded together, as if they had left traces at different times at the same time.

"An unknown time traveler?"

"It's getting more urgent. I have to wake up the dynasty in this galaxy."

As the words fell, a super-dimensional door reappeared behind the silver figure.
He slipped into it and disappeared.

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(End of this chapter)