The Last Sentinel

Robert Guilliman's massive bounty on the Blood Ravens was not out of genuine concern; he simply didn't want Ye Feng to side with the warp or the space necromancers.

But Ye Feng would not be easily bought off by Guilliman's meager offer.

My relationship with Blood Raven is ultimately based on mutual exploitation, just like my relationship with you, Guilliman.

Whether it's the four warp vendors or the space necromancers, in the eyes of me, a Sentinel, they are all potential partners, just like you, Guilliman.

"Father God!"

"Commander Malakin wishes to see you."

Ye Feng raised his hand and said, "Okay."

Malakin walked into the command room, looking travel-worn. "Malagin of the Lamenters Chapter greets the Primarch."

Ye Feng asked, "Is there something you need, Commander?"

Malakin said nervously, "Yes, yes, I heard that the Primarch has an Eden subspace where there are stable jobs, stable routines, and happiness and joy, just like the legendary paradise!"

Ye Feng blinked and looked at Gabriel beside him. What Eden subspace? What are you doing!

Gabriel gestured awkwardly, saying, "Father, it's that, the war banner space you gave us, the Blood Raven's Nest. In the battle with the Tyranids just now, some unlucky Blood Raven warriors released the power of the Father God and then sacrificed themselves, entering the All-Souls Space you gave us. I also received the images inside. Malakin saw the images inside, and he insisted that it was some kind of walk in the Terra Forest, saying that they should join in too..."

Malakin hurriedly pleaded with Gabriel, "Your Highness Primarch, it is indeed true. I saw a vast, white, snowy forest with green trees that blocked out the sky. The wind and snow swirled around the mountain ridges. The beautiful scenery was intoxicating. And all we had to do there was tend the trees and clear the land. This kind of work was a blessing for us. Compared to being enslaved and shattered by the four evil gods in the warp after death, compared to being thrown into Titan armor as bio-batteries, entering your banner of all spirits is a blessing! Please, you must agree that we can also enter Eden after death. We are willing to serve you!"

Ye Feng didn't speak, but simply used his mind to enter the inner space of the [Ten Thousand Souls Banner].

The interior space of the 【Ten Thousand Souls Banner】 was designed by Ye Feng using the most challenging section of the famous Bo'ao hiking route on Blue Star. This Bo'ao route is characterized by its lack of oxygen, high altitude, and harsh environment.

They called this environment the Garden of Eden.

Do they have some misunderstanding about the Garden of Eden?

But when Ye Feng's consciousness descended and looked down, the white outline of the snow-capped mountains surrounded him, with the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the middle and a raging sea of ​​black and red souls outside. Looking down, on the white snow-capped mountains below the [Ten Thousand Soul Banner], rows of transparent primitive figures were busy chopping wood and building various semi-subterranean dwellings. They were hunting soul beasts and roasting meat, seemingly very happy.

Looking at the living souls within the [Ten Thousand Souls Banner], Ye Feng realized that these were no ordinary people!

These are all Astartes cyborgs with three hearts and two lungs!

For ordinary people, the Boao Line is an insurmountable barrier, a line between life and death, but to Astartes, it's like taking a stroll in the heart of the Royal Gardens of Terra Forest!

Holy crap, that was a mistake!

Judging Astartes by Earthling standards was indeed a mistake.

However, Ye Feng was a man who could afford to lose. He would give them some benefits first, and then increase the strength of the [Ten Thousand Souls Banner] so that it could continuously provide him with soul replenishment power.

With his consciousness withdrawn, Ye Feng instructed, "Gabriel, go and make a battle banner for the Lamenters' Legion. They have already suffered enough; after death, they should enter Valhalla so that their souls can find peace."

"Thank you!" Malakin exclaimed repeatedly. "Thank you for your grace, Primarch. Is that mysterious Garden of Eden called Valhalla? What a beautiful name! May the Emperor bless you! You are the most generous Primarch!"

Ye Feng waved his hand, and Malajin left with tears streaming down his face.

"I'm leaving." Ye Feng looked at Gabriel. "My child."

Gabriel had expected this, but upon hearing the news, he still couldn't help but kowtow and say, "Father, your children will not bear to see you leave."

"I know." Ye Feng patted Gabriel's head. "Keep moving forward bravely. I believe we will meet again in the future."

Gabriel lowered his head and kissed the toe of Ye Feng's boots.

The cold, metallic feel of the boots gradually faded, and when Gabriel looked up again, Ye Feng had vanished.

"Father--!"

"Father, take care!"

"The Blood Ravens wish their Father God invincibility, and Katachon and the Blood Raven children will forever await the Father God's return!"

Ye Feng used his divine sense to return to Katachang, Star God Canyon, to take Ouyang Xingling with him.

However, as soon as Ye Feng arrived at the canyon, he felt a strong sense of discomfort.

Spacetime is distorted, and a powerful extradimensional spiritual force directly disrupts the magnetic field here. An unbearable sense of oppression and death crisis appears all around, and it is in no way inferior to the phantom of Khorne's projection.

Ye Feng's pupils suddenly emitted golden light, piercing through the blue mist.

Deep within the blue mist, streaks of black, white, and neon-colored light rippled out, and a phantom with a bird's head, a human body, and gently flapping wings floated in the mist.

On the back of this strange shadow, Ouyang Xingling was fiddling with its enormous wings, which resembled those of the Grim Reaper.

Under the torment of the mischievous demon ball, its feathers were plucked one by one, and it sat on the rock, supporting its head with one hand, as if it had been driven to the brink of despair by the naughty child.

The moment it saw Ye Feng, it was overjoyed. "Good heavens, you're finally back! Can you please let this damn brat get off my back? This guy has plucked all my feathers! It's so undignified of me!"

Upon seeing Ye Feng, Ouyang Xingling jumped down as well, carrying a bunch of black feathers and excitedly babbling over.

Ye Feng rubbed Ouyang Xingling's head, looked at the birdman, and uttered two words, "Tzeentch?"

The bird-man raised his head, his wings spreading out like clouds that blotted out the sky, and said smugly, "You should call me by my full name, Tzeentch, the projection of the god of warp intrigue and wisdom!"

Ye Feng said, "Khorne has dealt with the warp issue. Did you need something from me?"

Tzeentch projected, "Of course! I want to discuss a business deal with you!"

Ye Feng said, "I'm not interested. I'm leaving soon. You can leave your business to Guilliman!"

"Wait," Tzeentch projected, "Don't you want to know how I was born?"

Ye Feng said, "I don't want to."

Tzeentch's projection chuckled, "I saw the whole conversation between you and Dragon Talisman. To be honest, if you're hoping Dragon Talisman will predict when the Sabitians will invade, you'd be better off asking me. My intelligence is far superior to that temporary worker Dragon Talisman's! And much more accurate too."

Ye Feng slowed his pace. "Is it much more expensive now?"

"Of course!" Tzeentch's projection flapped its wings. "You get what you pay for! But I think that you and the Chinese civilization behind you don't care about this money. For you, a reliable intelligence line, or rather two reliable intelligence lines, are far more valuable than those worthless resources!"

Ye Feng asked, "What do you want?"

Tzeentch projected, "I want your universe's dark matter universe. I want to become the god of the dark matter universe, just like the god of the Warhammer warp. I want to go to your home universe, the Cinnabar Empire, and multiply there."

Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh. "Lord Tzeentch, do you think I'm a fool? Look at the state of the Empire now, ravaged by the Warp. If I take you back to my old home, wouldn't that be like inviting a wolf into the house?"

"No, my friend," the Tzeentch projection coaxed, "The strength of the Warhammer universe can't compare to yours, the Empire can't compare to China, and the Emperors certainly can't compare to the Dragon Emperor. To your homeland, we're not even wolves, not even dogs. Think about how the Sarbitians invaded the carbon-based universe with ease. What big of a ripple could you possibly make with just one more Tzeentch, the God of Wisdom?"

"I cannot bring much disaster to your universe."

"On the contrary, my clone in your universe can provide you with clues and information from all the worlds at any time. In this way, you will have two intelligence lines, one from the Dragon Symbol and one from me."

"For a strong person like you, this is definitely a good deal!"

"Think it over carefully!"