Warhammer: Empire Reboot

Ultimately, the Arks of Usvi, Byeltan, and Iyanden made their decisions simultaneously.

We cannot force the goddess back, at least not now.

They must see Isa first.

The question is, who will communicate with Lawson?

The answer was already known.

Saim Han.

……

They established a temporary council through the web, projecting representatives from the four arks and dozens of smaller arks, while simultaneously connecting to the Prophet Council of Saim-Han.

Saim-Han's relationship with the other Arks has never been harmonious.

Now they are all pinning their hopes on Saim Han.

Because the entire Eldar knew that Saim-Han and Lawson were the closest of friends.

More accurately, it was Ilancia who had the best relationship with Lawson.

The great prophet Karaden of Usvi was the first to speak.

"We have confirmed that the goddess of life is located in the Oberlus triad."

The old clan chief certainly knew.

Ilancia had informed them beforehand, and Ilancia is currently by the goddess's side.

“We hope that Saim-Han will step forward and communicate with the ruler of the Empire.”

“We have no hostility; we just want to see her.”

Representative Iyanden then lowered his head.

“Iyanden is willing to accept all security conditions offered by the Empire’s dark side.”

Other prophets also expressed their opinions.

The Usvi representative skipped the diplomatic formalities and bowed directly to Chief Saim-Han.

Please help us.

The representatives of the dozens of small arks behind also lowered their heads.

"Please have Saim-Han convey this message."

"We are willing to wait, no matter how long it takes."

"Just let us see the goddess once."

As they were talking, someone started crying again.

The atmosphere in the Prophet's Hall quickly spiraled out of control.

A female prophet from a small ark knelt in the projection, repeatedly kowtowing to the old patriarch.

"Our ark has only 470,000 people left. There have been no newborns for over 300 years. Please, let us see the goddess of life."

"If only she would look at us..."

"One glance is enough."

Chief Saim-Han remained silent for a long time.

He suddenly realized that he couldn't refuse at all.

This is the entire Eldar race pleading for someone who can speak to Lordson.

"Everyone, as a member of the Spirit Race, this is the only thing I can do. If the Emperor of the Empire does not agree, all we can do is wait."

The old patriarch raised his hand and reconnected to the communication node left by Ilancia.

After several transfers, the signal entered the Oberlus triple star system.

The psionic projection flickered.

Lawson appeared in the hall.

Behind him was a blue sky and grassland.

In the distance, you can also see the Usviling people receiving treatment.

Representatives from all the arks held their breath, trying to find the golden figure in the image.

Lawson glanced at the dense array of psionic projections in front of him.

"Wow, so many people?"

Chief Saim-Han took a deep breath and bowed to Lawson in respect.

"Lord Rosen."

“Usvi, Bieltan, Iyanden, Aletok, and thirty-seven small arks wish to pay homage to the goddess of life.”

“We know that you brought her back from Nurgle Garden.”

"We have no ulterior motives."

"We just want to see her once."

Lawson looked at these Eldar leaders with a half-smile.

At the time, asking them to hand over the internet information was like taking their lives.

Now they're shamelessly begging to come knocking on their door again.

But what can you do when he's so kind?

Lawson remained silent, and the prophets dared not even raise their heads, as if they were awaiting not the reply of a human ruler, but the judgment of the entire Eldar race.

After a few seconds, Lawson finally spoke.

"You can see Isa if you want."

"But first, make an application to Ilancia, and she will arrange a time for you."

"Remember, don't do anything to upset me."

"If anyone tries to bypass the contract and take Isa away, I will throw him and his Ark into the Eye of Fear."

"This is no joke."

No problem, that makes perfect sense!

All Eldar representatives expressed their agreement.

"We accept."

“Iyanden accepts.”

"Aletok accepts."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency who holds the seal."

The representatives of the small arks behind them eagerly spoke up, afraid that if they were too slow to answer, they would miss the opportunity to pay homage to the goddess of life.

P.S.: Sorry for the late update today, I've been really busy during summer vacation, hehe!

Chapter 271 Comoros's God of Thieves Plan

Almost all the Eldar on the Ark were going crazy over Isha's return.

They all submitted applications to Ilancia, vying to pay homage to the goddess of life.

For them, this was an unprecedented event for the Ark Eldar since the Great Fall, without exception.

However, not all Eldar were overjoyed by the return of the Goddess of Life.

For example, the Dark Eldar hiding deep within the web.

At this moment, deep within the web, far removed from the real universe.

A star is being dragged into the Comoros.

It once belonged to an unnamed galaxy in the real universe.

Three months ago, a Dark Eldar raiding fleet discovered it.

They set their sights on this sun, seeing it as an excellent source of energy.

Thousands of dark matter anchors were deployed around the star, with no psionic connection between them. Only gravitational beams, invisible to the naked eye, pierced through the corona and embedded themselves into the star's interior.

Immediately afterwards, the Ilyadin solar sail was deployed.

Tens of thousands of black, curved structures spread out around the star, and the space around the star began to bend inward.

The dark matter anchor point is activated simultaneously.

Two coronas that were originally hundreds of thousands of kilometers apart rapidly approached each other in the observation equipment.

The magnetic storms on the star's surface are compressed into an increasingly narrow space, and the arc of fire, millions of kilometers long, eventually shrinks into a ring of white lines attached to the surface.

A web-like rift unfolds behind the star.

The black edge extends all the way, eventually forming a huge passage large enough to contain the entire compressed star.

The star was dragged by the solar sail through the crack in the net.

And just like that, a blazing star was stolen.

The small galaxy in the real universe then went out.

Three days later, the sun appeared in the sky over Comoros.

It has been compressed to less than one ten-thousandth of its original volume and is locked in a stellar cage composed of dark matter, space-folding structures, and an absolute heat shield.

Countless energy conduits are inserted into the outer layers of a star.

The plasma torrent was extracted and diverted to supply the ninety-seven newly expanded districts of Comoros, three large clone worlds, and an unfinished dark light weapon factory.

Beneath the stellar cage, a mastermind of a conspiracy stands on an observation platform.

The Great Lord looked up and observed for a moment, but was not satisfied with the brightness of the star.