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Chapter 38 Question

Under the brilliant sunlight, Aurora's huge body was like a towering mountain, and the shadow it cast gently enveloped her mother's maid, Vivian.

"Sister, do you know how Mother was born into this world? What destiny and mission did her arrival carry?"

Aurora's eyes sparkled with curiosity and desire for the unknown about her mother, as if she was exploring an untouched mysterious territory.

Vivian looked up at the tall and majestic lady, and saw Aurora calling her "sister" in a soft voice with an almost childlike innocence and humility. The voice was like a spring breeze, causing ripples in Vivian's heart.

She was deeply moved by this sudden feeling of closeness. Aurora was like a larger version of my Lord.

She began to tell the legendary past of Aurora's mother.

"My Lord was born divine, a god from birth. This view is shared by all the White King's servants. According to Yuanming, my distinguished compatriot, my Lord surpassed the emperors and other heroes in history. She led humanity into a golden age and also ended the rebellion leaders, restoring peace to mankind."

It comes alive under Vivian's narration.

Aurora's eyes sparkled with admiration and wonder. She nodded slightly, not at all surprised by these extraordinary deeds, because in her heart, the mother who created her was an omnipotent and supreme being.

Then, Aurora changed the subject and brought the conversation back to herself: "So, sister, why am I here? Does my birth also carry some special mission?"

Upon hearing this, Vivian's eyes softened and deepened. She gently stroked the back of Aurora's hand and said in a tone of awe and tenderness, "Aurora, everyone's life is a unique miracle in the universe, and your birth is no different."

"I boldly speculate that perhaps your mission is to complete tasks that even your mother couldn't easily accomplish, or to lay more foundations for your mother on the path she pioneered, so that she can lead humanity forward more easily."

Vivian paused, remembering that she shouldn't presume to speculate on her master's will in front of her master's daughter. This was just her thought, not her master's true intention.

She patched up her previous words and said: "But in any case, this is all speculation, and you need to verify it yourself."

……

In the warp, a soul-shaking roar echoed - it was the roar of the Blood God, full of endless majesty and power.

Xi, dressed in animal skins, is a savage from the primitive times. She stands on the ruins of the Brass Fortress, facing the throne made of blood and skulls, and the arrogant Blood God sitting on the throne.

The Blood God, the overlord sitting on the brass throne, was clad in scarlet armor and held a long sword in his hand. The blade of the sword was like a burning flame, flashing with a heart-pounding light.

His bloodshot eyes were as deep as the abyss, revealing endless anger and cruelty.

When Xi stepped into the throne's territory, the Blood God had already foreseen the outcome of this battle. Her skull would become the Blood God's most precious collection.

She faced the Blood God head-on without flinching. An unknown and powerful force surged within her body. Her fists clenched tightly, as if condensing all the energy between heaven and earth, shining with dazzling light.

This was an unprecedented battle, even the other evil gods had to retreat. The power of both sides surged in the collision, bursting into brilliant light.

When her fist collided with the Blood God's sword, the entire space trembled, as if even time had stopped at this moment.

The sound of iron and stone colliding was deafening, sparks flew, and the two figures intertwined in front of the throne, creating a series of thrilling scenes.

The Blood God's sword swung like a violent storm, and Xi responded one by one with her fists wrapped in unknown power. Every collision burst out brilliant sparks, illuminating the entire space.

However, just when the battle reached its most intense, Xi suddenly disappeared.

Her figure dissipated into the air like a wisp of smoke, leaving only a faint white light.

The Blood God's attack suddenly missed, and a trace of astonishment and anger flashed in his eyes, as if a raging wave was suddenly interrupted. The anger burned fiercely in his chest, but he could not find an outlet to vent.

The Blood God's roar echoed like thunder in the abyss of the Warp, deafening, as if it was going to tear the entire Warp apart.

He sat back on the brass throne made of blood and skulls. The anger flashing in his eyes had not yet dissipated, but he had already begun a new round of battle.

After being dispersed by Xi, the Blood God's troops regrouped in a very short time and surged into their territory like a tide, with unstoppable momentum.

This is an unprecedented warp-space melee.

The Blood God's rage was like a raging flame, devouring all obstacles.

His troops shuttled through the warp, appearing and disappearing like ghosts, and launched a fierce attack on the territories of the three evil gods.

Every clash was accompanied by a deafening roar and brilliant sparks, and the entire warp seemed to be shaken by this power.

In this great melee, the order of the subspace was completely broken.

As the battle continued, the energy fluctuations in the warp became more and more intense.

Every confrontation seemed to tear the entire space apart and release terrifying power.

Deep in this palace that belongs only to humans, the instigator of a storm.

Xi was currently lying quietly on the gorgeous bed inlaid with intricate patterns and emitting a faint luster.

Xi's face was calm and deep. In her hand, she gently played with a crystal clear blue feather. The feather was like a gem in the deep sea, emitting an alluring luster.

Her red pupils were deep and blurred, as if they could see through the essence of all things in the world, and as if they were pulled by some mysterious force and unable to extricate themselves.

The scattered blue feathers around the bed were like stars in the night sky, quietly telling the secret of this incident.

They flickered with faint light, echoing the feather in Xi's hand, as if forming a mysterious and ancient pattern, hinting at some unknown fate.

The feathers were torn from Tzeentch by her in the past, and they still retained the power unique to the evil god.

These are the rewards of victory, and they will be crafted into new items to highlight her victory.

So, Xi began to prepare for the production work.

Being the finest craftsman and magician herself, she incorporated these feathers into new objects.

After countless attempts and improvements, they finally created a series of amazing fans.

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Chapter 39 Aurora's Smile

[Today's Terra Daily

Today, on the planet Terra, the Regent's reputation is gradually becoming comparable to that of the Emperor, and he is known as the second Emperor.

This honor was not unfounded. The Regent's attendants never looked down on others.

They remain humble and friendly, living in harmony with the inhabitants of Terra, working to restore prosperity to this war-torn land.

The Regent's attendants devoted a lot of effort to vegetation protection and water resource provision.

Vegetation is the green barrier on the planet Terra and is vital to maintaining ecological balance; water resources are the source of life and are vital to the survival of all living things.

The Regent worked hard to make the vegetation on Terra more lush and the water resources more abundant, restoring it to its former state.

It is worth noting that the White King's retainers occupy half of the mid-level Terran officials, some of whom are the best selected from the Iron City.

Hui Le held the newspaper in his hand, scanning the words on it with sharp eyes, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Everything they did was just to please their mother and attract her favor. You praised them too much in your writing."

Lario nodded slightly upon hearing this, his eyes filled with deep thought. "Indeed, but at least they are better than the Custodians. In this world, everything is afraid of comparison. Those Custodians are always so self-important that they look down on others, especially us Primarchs."

Upon hearing this, Hui Le felt the same way: "They always act so superior, as if we are not worthy of being with them. In comparison, although my mother's attendants have their own agenda, at least they can still act and are polite to us on the surface. Most importantly, they know how to reciprocate."

The two smiled at each other. Although their mother's servants had their own thoughts, they could at least maintain superficial harmony and politeness.

"But then again," Lario changed the subject, "it seems the Custodians are all excellent politicians and geneticists, right?"

Upon hearing this, Hui Le replied uncertainly: "Probably?"

……

"Legion Commander, what do you think of our Primarch?" Officer Carl asked with some doubt.

Legion Commander Schreiber Blemmer stared into the distance, his eyes deep and complex. He spoke slowly, "I really wish we didn't have a so-called Primarch. Such an existence is often accompanied by endless disputes and troubles."

"But, Commander, doesn't every legion have a Primarch? They just haven't returned yet." Another officer, Morris Litra, added with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"So what if she's back?" Blackmey snorted coldly. "Just because she's the daughter of the Emperor and the Regent, she expects us, the warriors who once united Terra, to kneel before her and obey her orders? This is simply ridiculous!"

The soldiers nodded one after another, expressing their agreement with the legion commander's point of view.

They stood on the land of Terra, their hearts filled with uncertainty about the future and disdain for the Primarch.

"We, the soldiers of the Second Legion, have always believed in iron, blood, and honor, and we've followed the orders of the Regent to protect this land," Blackmay continued. "But now, we're being asked to welcome a new master who has no achievements whatsoever and who, solely based on his status, wants to become our immediate superior? This is a complete trampling on our dignity!"

The soldiers' emotions were ignited by the words of the legion commander. As a legion commander, guiding the soldiers' emotions is one of the necessary abilities.

They are now all unruly and full of hostility and disdain towards the upcoming Primarch.

"Most of the Legion believe that she became the leader of the Second Legion simply because of her status," a warrior said indignantly, "but we will never surrender to her so easily! Our loyalty belongs only to the Emperor and the Regent, as well as those warriors who truly deserve our respect!"

Legion Commander Braymay nodded silently. He knew the pride and tenacity of these warriors, so he could easily mobilize the emotions of everyone in the legion.

He felt both worried and expectant.

The worry was whether this Primarch could truly earn the respect and trust of the warriors. What if she couldn't embarrass the Regent? The anticipation was whether she could demonstrate sufficient strength and wisdom to surpass them, to surpass them, and to lead the Second Legion to an even more glorious future.

When Aurora, clad in armor as dazzling as the crimson-gold sun, appeared before the Second Legion's warriors, the entire scene seemed enveloped by a warm and powerful force. Her presence was like a brilliant ray of light, instantly illuminating the land of Terra and the hearts of the warriors.

The Legion Commander and all the warriors had prepared contingency plans to contradict her, as well as the anger they wanted to vent on the high and mighty Primarch, all disappeared without a trace like ashes under the impact of the reunion with the Mother of Genes.

They looked at Aurora, their eyes no longer filled with indifference and disdain, but were filled with awe and emotion.

The red-gold sun on the armor seemed to be integrated with Aurora herself, emitting an indescribable majesty and kindness.

At this moment, they seemed to see the shadows of the Emperor and the Regent, and felt the kinship and sense of belonging that came from deep in their blood.

Aurora took off her helmet.

Smiling, her eyes were gentle and there was a smile on the corners of her mouth, as if telling every soldier: She is not only the source of their genes, but also their partner fighting side by side and the leader leading them into the future.

The warriors bowed their heads and paid the highest respect to Aurora.

Braimer knew that no matter how much misunderstanding and prejudice the Primarch had had in the past, they had all vanished at this moment.

The Primarch was too unreasonable. Just by standing there and smiling at that moment, everyone in the legion was willing to follow Aurora and obey her command and leadership.

For the glory of the Second Legion, for the ideals of the Emperor and the Regent, embrace the future wars and glory.

Aurora was in an especially happy mood today, as if the whole world was shining because of her.

Her mother carefully made a set of armor for her. The armor was not only extremely strong, but also had a cloak that could be draped over her shoulders.

When she put on this armor and the cloak embroidered by her mother and stepped into the place where the Second Legion was stationed, she did not feel any voice of dissatisfaction.

The Primarch did not deliberately seek recognition from others, nor did he think of using force to conquer those who disagreed.

She simply stood in front of them quietly, then slowly took off her helmet. At that moment, her smile was as warm and bright as the sun, as if it could illuminate every corner of people's hearts.

For some reason, the soldiers of the Second Legion looked at her with eyes full of admiration and respect.

The setting of the Custodes in Warhammer is very abstract. In the setting, they are excellent geneticists and political scientists, but in the game they behave like eunuchs, even worse than eunuchs, and can't even win people's hearts.

I'm asking for votes every day. I'm a little angry today, so I'm late.

Chapter 40: Two Tzeentch demons tied together into a double-headed eagle.

"Braymer, how much do you know about those mechanical old men on Mars?" Aurora asked her descendants with a hint of seriousness and curiosity. Their spacecraft was about to pass through the atmosphere of Mars and set foot on the unknown red land.

The Regent gave them a secret mission regarding the Greasemongers. It was said that these Greasemongers not only delved deeply into the mysteries of artificial intelligence, but also were involved in an ancient ritual that was regarded as blasphemous by the world. This ritual was fraught with unspeakable dangers and could even trigger the advent of warp demons, bringing disaster to the entire galaxy.

Legion Commander Blackmay frowned, pondered for a moment, and then replied, "In our understanding, these mechanical men are extremely complex and elusive."

"They seem to be immersed in their own unique worldview and beliefs, spending all day performing seemingly useless prayers and rituals, which are actually useless."

"So we have to split up," Aurora gave the order decisively. After hearing her voice, none of her descendants could refuse. "Braymai, you lead a team to conduct formal negotiations with those oil men."

"I will take the remaining people and quietly sneak into their base to see with my own eyes what they are doing - are they performing those forbidden and blasphemous rituals, or are they secretly developing some dangerous artificial intelligence."

"Mother."

"Well, what?" Aurora turned to look at Braimer.

Blackmey took a deep breath and said seriously, "Our mission is simply to investigate the true nature of these Mechanicus and learn whether they are conducting blasphemous rituals or developing dangerous artificial intelligence. There's no need to confront them head-on, let alone fight them to the bitter end."

He paused. As a Legion Commander, he knew a great deal, especially since they had fought alongside the First Legion. He knew some... His gaze towards Aurora deepened. "Especially now, the Mechanicus possesses artifacts from ancient times. Those artifacts may contain powers and technologies beyond our imagination. They are more than a single Legion can handle."

Aurora frowned slightly, but then nodded, indicating that she understood Braimer's concerns.

"You're right," Aurora said solemnly.

There was a gleam in her eyes. If nothing unexpected happened, Brightman would definitely get nothing. It would be difficult to punish the Mechanicus without catching them red-handed. Even if they did, it might be useless.

Aurora emphasized again, "Action!"

The legions began to move separately.

As expected, the team led by Brightman did not obtain much valuable information when talking with the great sages of the oil men.

Those oil men seemed to be wary of the outside world and were always vague and evasive in answering their questions.

……

Aurora led the team, like a ghost in the night, and quietly arrived at the rear of the Mechanicus base.