His lifelike stone statue features a heavy mask, with the yin-yang symbol on his chest intertwined and spiraling, representing the perfect balance between anger and skill.

Balance is bullshit.

Kosek wanted to give up entirely.

If Asuyan truly has eyes to see and enough divine power to discern good from evil, why is it that such a steadfast person is always ridiculed, while those who indulge in depravity can have everything they desire?

whether

Is all of this a lie?

Košek's so-called perseverance is nothing more than stubbornly clinging to a reason that doesn't even exist?

Confused, he asked the statue of Asuyan in front of him a question.

The stone statues never speak.

But the moment he voiced his question, Kosshek had the answer in his heart.

It was an extremely ordinary day, so ordinary that even Kosshek wouldn't remember the exact date.

After that night, the last temple of Asuyan was reduced to ruins.

The remaining priests were slaughtered, and the temple kept the ancient relic that was said to have been passed down from the Phoenix King himself.

Who would care about this kind of thing?

All everyone knows is that a new conspiracy is about to rise from the ruins of this old, ridiculous temple.

The feeling of having the power of life and death over others is like poison—both sweet and deadly.

Murder is more commonplace in the Ancient Elven Empire than pure love stories.

Kane, the god of murder, admires those who have made others' blood soak their arms.

Not to mention the murder that still occurred at the Temple of Asuyan.

Everyone's been hoping someone would take care of those old, clueless idiots who don't know how to enjoy life.

In any case, the souls of the dead Spirit Race members will return to the Spirit Race circuit to await rebirth. For them, death is nothing more than going back to soak in a hot spring for a while.

Seeing this, countless Eldar invited by Quinn are now standing on the ruins to welcome Ko'Shak's successful [Awakening].

They celebrated his abandonment of those ridiculous and pathetic traditions and his joining their endless stream of novel and exciting adventures.

"Now, kick down that stupid masked face and let us see if that god really has the power to retaliate against you!"

The Eldar laughed and urged the still somewhat hesitant Kor'shek to act.

The Asuyan stone statue with the huge mask collapsed suddenly after being gently pushed by Ko'shek—he never expected it to be so light.

That which he had once considered unattainable turned into a pile of shattered stone fragments the moment it collapsed.

What a load of rubbish!

"Ha ha."

"hahahahahahahaha!"

Kosshek, who had been feeling uneasy, burst into laughter at this moment.

Together with his companions from the Eldar Empire, he freely scribbled on the shattered but still intact fragments of the stone statues.

"Hey, why do you look like this?"

"Deduct one and send an Asuyan stone."

"Is Brother 111 really delivering?"

The Eldar were not grateful to Asuyan.

"Quinn."

"You're pretty shrewd, kid. On your first time as a smuggler, you managed to trick our Blade Lotus Conspiracy into getting a big one."

"Once we find that Asuyan artifact, you'll become the little leader of the Conspiracy Society."

"Hehe, boss, of course you'll give me a cut. Can you hurry up? I'm even willing to go overtime! If we can't get the potions soon, I really can't stand it—"

"Hey, this artifact thing is still just a pipe dream, why are you in such a hurry? This won't amount to anything. But don't worry, you'll get your share of the profits."

"Yes, thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."

In the instant he was engulfed by flames, countless images flashed through the mind of Ko'Shak, the conspirator who had climbed to the top step by step through his own means.

His eyes were now fixed intently on the center of the room.

After guarding his temple for countless years, a solemn and majestic phantom appeared, triggered by the sacred artifact of Asuyan that he had stolen.

Even though the other party was wearing an incredibly thick mask, the fright that the phantom brought to Ko'Shak was far greater than the actual harm it caused him.

“Ah, Asuyan.”

As a former temple priest, he knew exactly what this meant.

Irelia wasn't lying!

It's not that she's crazy, it's that the world is crazy!

No, wait, it's that humans inherited Asuyan's divine position, and Asuyan was reincarnated as a human!

In the highest heavens, the long-absent divine position will soon be filled again.

Kosshek's mind went completely blank at that moment.

He may not be able to count them all, but he knows exactly how many bad things he has done.

When he was alone, these sordid and indulgent sins always weighed on his head and could never be erased.

He was made to dream constantly that he was about to be judged by Asuyan.

It seemed, but he truly saw a deep look of disappointment projected from behind that enormous golden mask.

Now, the trial has truly begun.

Endless golden-red flames filled the room in the next instant.

Before they could even process whether Ko'Shake's repentance was intentional or unintentional, in the next instant, everything that had ever existed in this world—Ko'Shake, his Pain Engines, his hideous flesh-and-blood creations, and his Nightmare Demons—was instantly reduced to absolute ashes.

Not just this room.

Like an explosion, the golden-red flames spread at an ever-increasing speed until they swept across every corner of the filthy, dark Eldar warship.

May all the suffering souls in the rooms, and those who are accomplices to the wicked, be completely liberated.

The sea of ​​fire lasted only a moment.

In the blink of an eye, the surging Dark Elven army inside the ship was wiped out.

The orange crystal relic fragment transformed into a thin stream of light and merged into Casca's hand.

"This is."

There's no use in trying to be stubborn now.

That phantom was Asuyan, Kaska could see it clearly.

Although he had been constantly reminded of this by Iriel these past few days, and given the extraordinary nature of Iriel's golden-red flames, he had long been mentally prepared for this outcome.

But in reality, it's not that easy to accept!

How could this be Asuyan?

Kaska is clearly a soul that transmigrated from a human body, so how could he possibly be—

and many more.

A thought suddenly occurred to Casca.

Could it be that this old bastard Asuyan has also started conscripting soldiers like the emperor?

Kasgar could almost see the dump truck driver who had brought him to the Warhammer world countless years ago.

It has pointed ears.

666, and offshore currencies as well.

Casca thought to himself that he was caught in the middle, neither side being a good person nor a bad one.

However, the sea of ​​fire and the phantom that appeared earlier did not originate from his own methods.

The flames and phantoms that appeared out of nowhere in mid-air seemed to have their own will and were not under Kasgar's control.

In comparison, it is more likely that a small portion of Asu's spirit remained in the sacred object, using Kaska's methods to cleanse the sect.

In fact, according to Kasgar's opinion, it was far too easy to let these Dark Eldar die so easily.

But no matter what, you can't give your soul to Slaanesh; that's pure aid to the enemy.

In the end, all we can do is burn it.

[Hello! Please respond if you hear me!]

[Casgar! What happened over there? I sensed a powerful, sudden burst of psionic energy, and then all communications were cut off. They've only just been restored!]

[Kor'Shak's flagship suddenly stopped, and the remaining Dark Eldar scattered like birds and beasts. What did you do?]

【I】

Kaska answered somewhat hesitantly.

After all, this was a result of his slight intervention.

How to do!

Casca's mind is in a mess right now.

Now how is he supposed to explain this to the Emperor?

The thought that if Old Man Huang were to find out about this, he would definitely not let him off easily!

Casca felt a chill run down his spine.

Could it be that the emperor already knows but is simply choosing not to say anything?

Based on this person's previous character traits, it is very likely.

But Casca is not in a position to gamble on that.

If you lose the bet, you will surely die.

Now it seems there's only one last option left.

My own secret

It must be defended!

Fortunately, no one will know that he appeared in Asuyan's projection now!

After being scorched by golden-red flames, everything inside the ship was completely erased, leaving nothing behind—

What about the angels? How are they?!

On the other end of the communication device came Irele's urgent inquiry.

Angel?

Angel.

Angel!!!

Casgar seems to have overlooked a key figure.

With a look of despair, he slowly turned his head away.

The only other person remaining in the room was half-raising his golden arm armor.

Those beautiful and gentle eyes now looked at him with only shock.

Eyes facing each other.

She incredulously stretched out a finger in the direction of Casca and slowly pointed it at Casca.

"Casgar?"

"Are you the god of the Spirit Race?"

Children, friends, Primarchs, brothers and sisters, Sister Saint Gilles, and the Emperor.

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