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In panic, the greenskin fleet tried to organize some weak resistance.

But they had long lost their previous fighting spirit, and their counterattack seemed disorganized and ineffective.

Some green-skinned warships were hit by the Space Wolves' artillery before they even had time to open fire, and turned into a pile of ruins in space.

In this pursuit, the Space Wolves demonstrated outstanding combat skills and tacit teamwork.

They flexibly shuttled between the greenskin fleets, using the maneuverability and powerful firepower of the warships to destroy the greenskin warships one by one.

As time went on, more and more greenskin warships were destroyed.

The remaining greenskin fleet began to flee frantically towards the edge of the galaxy, trying to escape this terrible battlefield.

……

After the giant beast fell to the ground, Zhuangsen used the sharp blade to cut open the beast's body again and again in an orderly manner.

Each cut was precise and powerful, as if trying to uncover some secret from this huge corpse.

The other paladins were scattered around, carefully searching the surrounding area.

As the giant beast's body was dissected open, a disgusting scene emerged.

A kind of disgusting fly was born from the beast's body continuously, seemingly endlessly.

The buzzing of these flies adds a bit of weirdness and disgust to the dim environment of this planet of eternal night.

The paladins all frowned, but didn't stop their actions. They continued their search mission while being wary of the possible threat posed by the flies.

Zhuang Sen remained unmoved, concentrating on the task at hand. The sharp blade in his hand continued to cut, as if no external interference could affect his determination to find the truth.

During the search, the paladins focused their attention and did not miss any possible clues.

They checked the surroundings inch by inch in an environment filled with foul odors and flies.

Some paladins carefully turned over the rotten mud around the behemoth, while others carefully examined the parts of the beast that had been cut open by Jonson, trying to find any clues related to what the Emperor was pursuing.

Zhuang Sen continued to dissect the giant beast's body with concentration, and each cut was made with precise rhythm.

Suddenly, a paladin shouted, "Something is wrong here!"

Everyone gathered around immediately and saw something hidden under a pile of foul-smelling debris, emitting a faint and strange light.

Flies circled around the light but dared not approach it, as if the light had some kind of power that frightened them, yet also attracted them.

Zhuang Sen stopped what he was doing and walked over quickly. He was now certain that this was the key they had been looking for.

Chapter 368 Zhuang Sen's Cold Joke

According to Zhuangsen, the **** Leman Russ chose a border planet in the Eternal Night Star Region as the barbecue site.

Compared with other planets on the Eternal Night Star, at least there is the sun and the moon here, which always emit light.

Seeing Zhuangsen's arrival, the Wolf King did not ask Zhuangsen what he had obtained from the Eternal Night Star, what the All-Father needed him to get, and whether he got it or not.

He didn't ask any of these questions, he was just the sword of the All-Father.

At this time, Leman Russ sat on the ground carefree, without any image burden.

On the other hand, Zhuang Sen appears much more elegant.

Leman Russ devoured his food ravenously, while Jonson savored each bite of the roast meat.

"I raise my glass to the bright moon and my shadow..."

Leman Russ raised his wine jar and was about to recite a poem to the bright moon, but before he could finish his words, Jonson suddenly interrupted, "Look at Tang Wolf."

This sudden sentence made Leman Russ freeze in an instant.

This caused the Space Wolves and Dark Angels present to burst into laughter, as they all understood what the Lord Knight meant by this.

Leman Russ paused for a moment, then stuffed a large piece of roast meat into his mouth.

At this time, Zhuang Sen continued, "It seems that Tang Lang is replenishing his meal."

"Hahaha..." The laughter around became louder.

Leman Russ couldn't help but ask, "Where did you learn all these jokes?"

Zhuang Sen answered frankly, "Aurora taught me this. She said it would bring people closer together, relieve the repressed emotions of war, and help prepare for the battle for Warmaster."

Leman Russ nodded, a pleased look on his face. He said, "I think you should try this trick on the All-Father as well. I'm sure he'll be pleased too."

Zhuang Sen nodded in response: "I will."

Leman Russ patted Jonson on the shoulder and said with emotion, "Aurora is quite thoughtful and knows how to use this method to boost morale. It's been a long time since our Legion has relaxed like this."

Zhuang Sen smiled slightly. "I think this method is good too. The brothers in the Legion are usually too nervous. If they relax a little, they may be more motivated during the battle."

Leman Russ was still savoring the joke and couldn't help but laugh a few more times. "Come to think of it, if we told that Tang Lang joke on the battlefield, it would probably make the enemy laugh too."

Zhuang Sen also jokingly joined in, "Who knows? Maybe the enemy will laugh so hard that they'll forget to fight, and we can easily win."

"I wonder what they are doing now?"

"It's a pity that I can't get in touch with you right now."

……

At this moment, in the hall of the Terra Palace, Hui Le was dressed as the vicious queen, with a look of despair on her face.

"Am I out of my mind, or am I being coerced by Aurora? I actually agreed to act in such a ridiculous play." She couldn't help muttering.

Beside him, several wooden boards painted to look like green grass were placed casually.

Leila was carrying a 3-meter-high mirror. She also didn't expect that just because Aurora had nothing to do, she called them all to perform a play.

At this moment, Aurora, who was wearing a princess dress, gave the order: "Begin!"

Hui Le walked helplessly to the huge mirror and said according to the lines: "Magic mirror, magic mirror, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?"

Leila quickly replied, "It's Princess Aurora."

As soon as the words fell, Aurora wearing a princess dress appeared in the mirror.

Huile immediately made an extremely jealous expression and said, "Ah, I will never allow anyone more beautiful than me to exist in the world!"

Then, Aurora made a dazzling appearance in a princess dress.

A hint of reluctance flashed across Huile's face, and he thought to himself, "If I could choose again, I would rather go and wipe out the greenskins in an entire star field and conduct experiments for ten days and ten nights in a row than sit here and perform a play with Aurora."

"Ah, beautiful, noble, graceful, elegant, all the beautiful adjectives in the world seem so pale and powerless in front of you, Princess Aurora!"

As Hui Le spoke, he felt as if his toes were about to dig out a Glorious Queen ship from the ground.

The Primarch secretly complained in his heart: "This guy is both the screenwriter and the director, and he even arranged himself to be the protagonist. This must be intentional."

As Huile spoke, a bright red apple appeared in his hand and he continued, "This is for you, the most beautiful woman in the world!"

When Princess Aurora saw the apple, her eyes suddenly brightened up and she bit the apple without hesitation.

Then, the "vicious" Hui Le burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! You fell into the trap, Princess Aurora."

Princess Aurora was surprised: "What?"

"If you eat an unclean apple, you'll get diarrhea!" Hui Le had an evil smile on his face.

Leila, who was acting as a mirror, couldn't help laughing silently after hearing this.

But as I laughed, I couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when I thought of Hui Le, the actress who played the vicious queen, whose face was exactly like my own.

She secretly thought that her sister was a genius. She could always come up with stories that were both embarrassing and funny. It was really amazing.

When Aurora heard this, she immediately ran away.

Seeing this, Lyra quickly used her psychic powers to create seven clones. Aurora ran to the clones and pleaded anxiously, "Dwarf, dwarf, help me! The evil queen gave me a dirty apple, and I don't want diarrhea! Help me, dwarf."

In an instant, the seven clones seemed to have telepathy and took out the statue of the emperor at the same time.

One of the clones said, "The Emperor's statue. When I take out this statue, you will remember the abominable, hateful, sad, and pitiful face of the Emperor in his childhood, and you will spit out the apple you have eaten."

Narrator: As expected, after seeing the statue of the Emperor, Princess Aurora really vomited out the apple she had eaten.

After Aurora finished vomiting, she looked relieved to have survived. She patted her chest and said, "Oh, I finally vomited it out. I almost got into this kind of trouble."

Hui Le stamped his feet in mock anger, "Humph, you actually managed to get away with it. My carefully prepared vicious plan didn't even work."

Narrator: The wicked queen was so angry that her plan failed that she died.

Then the play finally ended.

"Finally, it's finally over!" Hui Le breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help complaining, "Aurora, do you know how bad those plays you wrote were? I regretted it as soon as I memorized the lines. I really hated how my brain could memorize them so quickly. My memory is as good as Superman's."

Also, you know, it was the first time I wore high heels when I was performing in a play? I felt like my feet were almost deformed from being tortured.”

"It's high heels." Aurora corrected.

"It's almost the same!" Hui Le responded unhappily.

"And when I was reciting the lines on stage, they were so awkward that I almost dug a Glorious Queen out of the ground with my toes." Hui Le became more and more excited as she spoke. It was rare for her to be so completely "broken down" in front of her sisters.

Hui Le kept talking, practically treating her sisters as punching bags, and continued to complain: "And the way the queen died at the end, my God! You are such a genius."

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment." Aurora scratched her head a little embarrassedly.

Leila was still frightened after listening to this, and secretly thanked herself for decisively refusing to experience Huile's feeling. Otherwise, there would probably be two Primarchs digging their toes into the ground in embarrassment.

"This is not a compliment to you at all!" Hui Le shouted loudly, and his voice echoed throughout the palace hall. Fortunately, there was no one else in this huge hall at the moment.

Hui Le's face flushed red as he continued to rant angrily, "Look at what you wrote. In the first version, the evil queen actually stepped on her own skirt, fell flat on her face, and then fainted. What kind of bizarre setting is this? It doesn't look like a villain at all."

Aurora blinked and said innocently, "I think this is very interesting. It can bring joy to everyone. And isn't this reversal very unexpected?"

Huile's eyes widened as he looked at Aurora in disbelief. "Interesting? This is completely destructive! How can a script be written like this? It's a good thing there's no performance, otherwise they would have made a fool of us."

Leila on the side couldn't help but interrupt: "Huile, don't be too angry. Aurora is just having fun. We sisters are just playing around. We don't really want to show it to others."

Huile turned to look at Leila, his face extremely ugly as he said, "Leila, you haven't experienced it yourself, so you come here to act as a peacemaker, right? If you have experienced it, you will know how outrageous it is. Hurry up and empathize with me, quickly."

Aurora quickly took Huile's hand and said coquettishly, "Okay, okay, Huile, don't be angry. Next time, I will write a good script and I promise not to embarrass you again."

Hui Le snorted, he would never forget this experience in his life.

Aurora's eyes rolled, and she quickly put the blame on Malcador: "Actually, this is all Malcador's fault. If it weren't for him, we might still be conquering aliens across the galaxy now!"

Hui Le was stunned for a moment, then agreed, "Yes, if Makado hadn't been so troublesome, we would have fought for it. We couldn't occupy the galaxy, and could only do nothing in the palace. Aurora wouldn't have been so idle, and she wouldn't have been so persistent in pestering you, forcing you to perform such a bad play."

The two chatted back and forth, temporarily turning their "resentment" towards the drama into ridicule of Macador's arrangements, and laughter rang out in the hall again.

After Huile and Leila left, Aurora was the only one left in the hall.

She picked up the script with a bit of disappointment and flipped through the pages, muttering to herself, "This isn't bad! What a great script! Such a good play, why are they saying it's so bad?"

She tilted her head, her eyes full of confusion, trying to figure out if she had misunderstood something. Why did her sisters' evaluation of the script differ so greatly from hers?

Aurora muttered to herself as she carefully studied every plot and line in the script.

Thinking back to the interesting pictures that emerged in my mind when I was writing, I found them particularly interesting at the time and looked forward to my sisters also feeling the fun in them.

"I think these settings are very novel. The funny way the evil queen died and the use of the emperor's statue to resolve the crisis are all clever ideas."

Aurora muttered to herself, trying to find some justification for her script.

She sat on a chair in the hall, lost in thought.

"Did I fail to consider their feelings? Or is it that this kind of comedy-style drama doesn't suit everyone's usual taste?"

Aurora began to reflect on her thoughts when writing the script, thinking about how to make the next script more pleasing to her sisters.

Suddenly, a new idea popped up in my mind:

"Maybe I can write the script based on everyone's experiences, so they will definitely feel more involved and understand the joy I want to express."

Thinking of this, Aurora stood up from her chair excitedly and couldn't wait to find paper and pen to start thinking about a new script.

The Emperor's Dream proudly sails through the vast space. Its majestic and magnificent figure exudes a boundless and unparalleled aura.

This golden warship, as dazzling and shining as the sun, is surrounded by light, as if it has gathered the brilliance of the entire universe into one. It is as awe-inspiring as the Emperor himself, and has become an existence that cannot be ignored in the vast universe.

This battleship is not only a symbol of powerful military force, but also a symbol of faith.

Every intricate structure and every shining rune carries humanity's respect and devotion to the Emperor.

The battleship's engine ejected a brilliant tail flame, dragging a long strip of light in the dark universe, like a golden meteor streaking through the night sky.

It flew towards its predetermined target at an unparalleled speed, and the stars seemed to be eclipsed wherever it passed.

Inside the ship, countless crew members, each performing their duties, worked in an orderly manner. They were fully aware of their mission, and every operation and every report was related to the safety of the warship and the success of the mission.