Warhammer 40k, but I’m really not an angelic father!

Ling was almost crying as she could only watch all these changes happening.

The smile on Valedin's face became more and more rampant.

It feels so good, this feeling of torturing the devil!

Watching the demons crying violently in front of him, unable to resist, he could use all the methods that sounded vicious to torture them!

It is so relaxing!

Sandales, who was standing behind Valedin, was laughing so hard that tears came out of his eyes. I thought you, old man, would come up with something earth-shattering, but love is just like this.

But the effect seems to be pretty good, maybe I can imitate it in the future.

"Tell me! Why are you so sure that Kabanha will come?!"

Valadin asked the crucial question again, and the changeling was now speechless.

He finally understood what it was like to mourn in silence, which was greater than the death of the heart, as described in human books.

The feeling of having to watch the other party torture him with the most vicious means while he couldn't even lift a finger was too painful.

"You haven't said it yet, have you?"

Valedin was stunned for a moment. When did the transformation spirit become so tough?

Would you really rather die than surrender?

No, it must be that my method is not cruel enough!

I didn't expect you to be so patient!

Under the increasingly terrified gaze of the Changeling, Valadin pulled out a copy of Tzeentch's collection from his waist bag, which made him absolutely unable to walk after seeing it.

No, are you a judge?

What kind of Inquisitor carries around a heretical tome? A collector's edition of the kind that would leave a heretic paralyzed!

Where did you get it?

The pages of the book have never been opened. Even if you look at it with a leather swallow, you can tell that it is a good thing taken out from the Crystal Library!

I've only gotten one copy of this level of good stuff!

In fact, it was not only the Changeling who was stunned at this moment. Even Malakin next to him was considering whether to report the matter to the Inquisition.

An inquisitor could actually get a collection of rare heretical books that even demons couldn't get. If he hadn't known Valadin when he was young, he would probably have suspected that Valadin was an inquisitor sent by heretics to judge the state religion.

"I'm telling you, I found a bunch of these books in a remote little hut in the Lower Nest. I have a lot of better stuff that's a notch below this. If you don't answer my questions, I'm going to burn all the books in that room!"

"Wait a minute, don't threaten me yet. Where did you get those books?"

Chapter 30 I’m done! There’s no good person in this room!

The changeling was a little dazed at this time. Why do I feel like something is not right?

What does it mean to find a bunch of these books in a small hut in the lower nest?

It seemed that he had not been back to the Lower Nest since he escaped from the Deadwater Prison, so he had not looked at the pile of books he had hidden in the Lower Nest.

You can't...

"Damn old man, open the ninth page from the bottom of this book for me."

Valedin was stunned by the request of the changeling. Now I am threatening you, not you threatening me, so why are you still asking me to do something?

"Well, open this book to me, page nine from the bottom. If it doesn't have that mark, I'll tell you everything I know. If it does..."

"What should we do if we have that mark?"

"If so, you'd better sleep with your eyes open for the rest of your life, otherwise I will let you experience nightmares every day!"

Even Valadin was a little surprised when he saw the spirit in front of him who seemed to want to grow teeth and bite him to death.

Hiss... No way, there aren't any such coincidences in this world, right?

(Tzeentch: I don't know, don't look at me)

The reason why I was able to find this pile of books was because Joe Feis pointed me to a place and clearly stated that there were a large number of heretics holding ceremonies there, so I went there to suppress the heretics.

As a result, Shui Lingling found a pile of heretical documents in a small room in the corner, and the book in her hand was the one with the richest subspace energy.

"Old man, you are not feeling guilty, are you?"

The changeling stared at Valedin's eyes intently. The more the old man didn't respond, the more nervous he became.

Apart from himself, there are only one and a half people in this world who know the location of his library. One is the Lord of Change whom he serves, and the other half is Bishop Joefis.

That guy must have borrowed someone's power to peek into his memory and determine the approximate location of his library.

Later, that guy caught him red-handed when he was putting books on shelf number nine in the Valentino Library. Maybe it was at that time that he asked Valentino to search his library!

"That's not right. Even if this book is the one in your library, so what? In my eyes, this is a heretical book!"

"So you, old man, took advantage of my imprisonment to search my library, and now you're using the books that originally belonged to me to threaten me, who just escaped from prison, right?"

The changeling is now almost driven crazy by the seamless operation of the two old men, Joe Feis and Valedin.

What do you mean by shameless?

This is called shameless!

You use other people's things to threaten them, and ask them to tell you the information you want to know. You can't even get something for nothing like this!

Just like your emperor.

When the Emperor was making a deal with the Lord of Change, he was just a bandit leader in the galaxy. Not only was he unwilling to suffer a little loss, he also wanted to take everything from the other party and even wanted to weigh some more before leaving.

As a result, you, Valedin, are not much inferior today, right?

Still want to pry information from me?

Don't even think about it!

Sandiles on the side reached out and patted Valedin's uninjured shoulder, signaling Valedin to get up first and leave the rest to him.

It's useless to keep arguing with a dog-skin plaster like the Shifter. To deal with this guy who is thicker-skinned than a city wall, I should learn from the methods of the Iron Warriors Legion.

"You're not going to tell us anything about Cabanha, are you?"

"You have threatened me to this extent, why should I tell you?"

"Oh, I see. Then I understand."

The changeling stared at Sandiles's gradually narrowing eyes, and suddenly he had a bad premonition in his already beating heart.

This guy won’t do anything desperate, right?

Sandales turned around with a smile, and finally drew the Sword of Hope from his waist and placed it on the neck of the Changeling.

"Nnd, I gave you face!"

This sudden change scared both Valedin and Malakin. They thought Sandales was going to kill the changeling all of a sudden.

If it was just about killing the Changeling, they definitely wouldn't have any objection, but this guy might have information that was useful to them.

It would be a bit of a waste to just kill it like this. It would be better to squeeze out its value first and then kill it. After all, waste is shameful, and making the best use of things is a good habit.

"What are you doing?! Are you planning on using malicious coercion as well?!"

"Do you think I'm a good person?! Tell me everything you know, or you'll lose your life to Valentino today! I'm telling you in advance, if you're killed by this sword, there's no way you can be resurrected in the warp!"

"You are insulting the name of Sanguinius. He would never be as rude as you!"

"First of all, I'm not Sanguinius, I'm Sandales! What happens to me has nothing to do with Sanguinius! Secondly, I have the fragments of Sanguinius. I know him better than you do. The final word of interpretation rests with me. Whatever you say is useless!"

Looking at Sandales, who was even more scoundrel than Valadin, the Changeling really cried. He took back his comment that Valadin and the Emperor were alike. The man in front of him was the one who looked most like the Emperor.

You always threaten others with force. If we reach an agreement, we shake hands and make peace. If we fail to reach an agreement, you draw your sword and slash their throats, right?

"Just ask around. From the lower-nest gangs to the state religion nobles, who hasn't heard of my name, Sandales? And guess why I can cure those standard scumbags from the Zafra Chemical Dogs so well?"

"You really think I'm some kind and peaceful person, don't you? Do you want me to explain to you what Zhonghe Bandit Literature, one of the three pillars of Valentino's trident, is?"

At that moment, the Changeling suddenly felt that Chapter Master Malakin was the only person in the room who looked the most friendly. At least he didn't have the will to kill him...

Zheng——(Bloody broadsword unsheathed)

Damn! There's not a single good person in this room! They're all fucking gangsters with the Emperor! Today I finally understand why that idiot Khorne loves Sanguinius so much!

If Khorne could get his hands on this guy who would draw his sword at the slightest disagreement, even if he fainted from excitement on the skull of the Capi Swallow, he would still say it was worth the money!

"I'm telling you! I'm telling you! Can't I tell you now? You're a bunch of scumbags who are involved in the intergalactic underworld just like the false emperor! You even threaten the devil, you have no shame at all!"

"The reason Kabanha is so fixated on Valentino is because the Blood God gave him a death order: either bring you back to the Veil of War or take Valentino into the Warp."

"The reason is simple. Let me go! I don't want to see you guys for even one second!"

Chapter 31: Khorne: Start shooting!

Waves of headaches hit his head, and he really couldn't understand why Khorne cared so much about Sanguinius?

If the other evil gods couldn't catch any fish, they would at most cast their nets to scoop them up.

You, Khorne, can't catch any fish, so you blame the pond, right? No need for a net, just use the pump.

Planning to drain the pond?

Under the hopeful gaze of the Changeling, he was hit on the forehead by a black stone brick. Sandales was so furious that he had no intention of letting him go, but planned to use him for other purposes.

Don’t you, Khorne, want to rescue people?

No problem, I'll give you the whole job.

"Malakin, let's go to the lower nest again. Those bastards must have given Valentino a hard time there."

After leaving these words, Sandales pushed the door open and walked out. Cabanha might have already prepared to come over, and now he just needed an opportunity.

The large-scale sacrificial ceremony in the Lower Nest just proves the possibility of this. The reason why large quantities of goods are entering Valentino now may be the result of the Emperor's strict defense in the warp.

Otherwise, this place would have long become a carnival for the devil.

"Well, how about you take over next? I'm worried that I won't be able to defeat Kabanha after we meet him."

Sandres' heart, which had originally been relieved, was finally hanging.

That was Kabenha, the bloodthirsty demon of Khorne, who broke both of Sanguinius' legs when they first met. Although he was beheaded by Sanguinius many times later, it did not mean that Sandales could defeat Kabenha.

"It's useless for me to come. Your physical fitness is not yet at the level I was at back then. Even if I come, I may not be able to beat that guy."

"Besides, I won't be able to borrow your body any more in the short term. Tzeentch has made some changes, and I can only communicate with you at best. So from now on, you'll have to rely on yourself."

Sanguinius' words cut off the last possibility for Sandales to ask for help. Tzeentch cut the network cable, and now the signal is insufficient, so Sandales has no way to get himself on board.

Besides, if you don't experience something now, how can I hand over the Blood Angels to you legitimately?

You have to have some achievements, otherwise those guys won’t accept you!

The Emperor is now almost moving his butt blocking the Warp to your side of Valentino. If it weren't for the sneak attack by Tzeentch, Kabanha might not have been able to reach Valentino.

With tears in his eyes, Sandiles could only silently lead Malakin to the elevator shaft leading to the lower nest. As for the Changeling, he left it to Valadin stationed in the middle nest. He believed that the old man must have a lot to say to the Changeling.

"Why don't you go straight to Barr? As soon as you leave Valentino, Cabanha will definitely turn his attention there."

Malakin offered his suggestion, but the idea was quickly rejected by Sandales.

If I wanted to leave, I would have left long ago. The reason I stayed here was that I was worried about Valentino's people.

"No way. Even if I leave Valentino now, Cabanha will not let this place go. Now we only have one choice, and that is to find a way to get rid of Cabanha."

"Doesn't that Titan still have a chance to activate? That's our last trump card. Before that, we need to do our best to thwart the cultists' actions in the lower nest."

The elevator shaft itself was not far from the tavern, but on his way to the elevator shaft, Sandiles saw a scene that made him angry.

At this time, people who were on the verge of despair began to vent their emotions indulgently. Revenge drinking was just a small problem. What really made him lose control was that some of the indulgers had begun to hurt other innocent people.

In his sight, several strong men were trying to drag a woman into the alley next to them, and one of them even kicked down a child who tried to stop them.

At this moment, the string of reason in Sandiles was completely broken. Before the demons entered the nest, these guys had already begun to give up on themselves and even started to attack their compatriots.

In Malakin's sight, Sandiles' speed was so fast that he left an afterimage. Almost in an instant, he appeared next to the criminals who were about to commit vicious acts.