I am the magnetic field maniac

The first thing that the powerful figures in the Eternal Court that rules the entire empire have to think about is not how to govern the country well, but how to stabilize their rulers.

Playing the clown has become a big deal in the empire. Sometimes I really don’t know if this can be considered a funny mockery of the Eldar.

But overall, this isn't a bad thing.

Although their rulers are willful, they are much easier to satisfy than the fallen Phoenix Kings of past generations. After all, they only have to satisfy two people.

Just by doing this, the person with the highest authority will not give orders blindly, which is a manifestation of maximum efficiency!

"Your Majesty, is there anything you would like us to fulfill?"

Two beautiful maids half-knelt in front of Bai Qianshuang and asked in fear...

At the same time, more charming and soft arms stroked Bai Qianshuang's skin in an attempt to arouse his desire, but Bai Qianshuang just looked at them and touched his chin slightly.

To be fair, the fun that Bai Qianshuang has had during this period is something he could hardly imagine when he was the Sea Tiger Martial God.

These spirits really know how to have fun. With the help of their psychic powers...

He created for Bai Qianshuang a series of luxurious enjoyments that could only appear in fantasy.

The stimulation of happiness from those methods of enjoyment far exceeded the level that the highest dignitaries of the human empire could enjoy, and Bai Qianshuang was indeed addicted to them - but there was a kind of emptiness that could not be compensated by "enjoyment".

What is the real enjoyment for the strong?

Money? Women? Good food? Power? Or some other decadent pleasure?

These elves must be able to provide more and better options... but in the end, they cannot give Bai Qianshuang the maximum... stimulation.

"You seem to be hiding something from me?" Bai Qianshuang grabbed a maid's head and looked at the image of a beautiful girl in a virtual movie in her memory, which was created by psychic energy. Bai Qianshuang smiled playfully...

"I sense your loyalty, but loyal people will conceal things even if they don't lie. So, don't make me ask again."

"The delegation from the Empire of Man has arrived in Ulthuan," the maid whispered.

"Ha, I knew it!" Bai Qianshuang grinned, and then directly shook off the maids...

"Lezi, isn't it coming now?!"

Then, he streaked across the sky like a white meteor that pierced through the universe.

124. Diplomatic Welcome Ceremony

The vast Glory of Macragge split the blue waters of the Sea of ​​Avelorn, and as they arrived in Ulthuan, an invisible psychic light guided them all the way.

In this world with completely different overall area and visual effects, it is impossible to reach the correct realm without the guidance of psychic light. If you go to the wrong place, you will be swallowed by the vortex and thrown into the unprotected subspace.

"Can this psychic light penetrate the Geller stand?"

Guilliman, who had left the throne room and came to the front of the bridge with his brothers and a large number of honor guards who were protecting them, glanced at the unresponsive Geller's position counter and said in a deep voice...

"For this is no harmful light from the Supreme Heaven; it is only the guiding light from the Emerald Tower."

Beside Guilliman, Evelyne, acting as an ambassador and guide, explained with a smile:

"In essence, your Geller Stand technology is just an inefficient subspace isolation field. It is not unbreakable, and now you have lost the principle of its creation, right?"

Guilliman said nothing, but Evelyne was right, the invention of Geller's Stand was actually a technological black box until now.

The essence of the Geller Stand is that a powerful, invisible force field of subatomic particles of unknown composition is emitted by specially manufactured technological equipment on the hull.

It essentially forms a bubble-like force field in the real space-time around the spacecraft...

Use its Warp Drive to penetrate the immaterial layer between the material universe and the Warp.

Since entities native to the non-material cannot breach its boundaries into the material universe... except in certain very special circumstances, beings native to the Warp are repelled from the boundaries of a Geller Field.

So what is this powerful, invisible, subatomic particle made up of nothing?

No one knew, even only a very few people in the Mechanicus knew about it - those oil men had long been a group of charlatans, and the manufacture of the Geller Stand had long become one of the Empire's many other technologies, something they could manufacture but did not understand the principles behind it.

After all, one of the most serious problems facing the empire today is the serious lack of basic technology.

For example, it's like you can build an aircraft carrier...

But your country's overall basic mathematics and physics are still stuck in the 18th century...

This is also why some people feel that the Tau are at least a promising future compared to the human empire - after all, no matter what they say, basic science is a perfect line.

Guilliman silently pondered the possible threat posed by the Eldar...

The Eldar in the past had not shown this kind of casual penetration of Geller's position, or had not shown it so blatantly.

This is a huge threat to the future Imperial Navy...

While they were thinking, they had already followed the guiding light through the blue sea and arrived at the entrance of Ulthuan.

Standing before them was an extremely large emerald green lighthouse...

The emerald green psychic light released from above guided the large number of ships that penetrated the twilight of the sky and entered the city of the webway.

In addition, there are thousands of towers that are slightly smaller than the Emerald Lighthouse... but they are all equipped with various terrifying weapons emitting psychic light.

This is Ulthuan's first line of defense, after the closure of the Emerald Beacon...

Thousands of psychic weapons will absorb the most chaos winds in this place closest to the warp, causing unimaginable severe damage to the invaders.

And passing through this epic defensive fortress, the Glory of Macragge finally entered the true interior of Ulthuan.

The towering Phoenix Gate stood here. In the shining of the dazzling Phoenix Fire attached to the gate, the navigator allowed the Glory of Macragge to pass. The terrifying eternal fire then dissipated, allowing human ships to sail in.

But this is still not the point. The point is the dozens of sculptures of elven gods standing behind the Phoenix Gate.

Each of these huge stone sculptures stands in the Sea of ​​Avalon, and it is difficult to imagine their actual height. The appearance of these gods is modeled after the pantheon of the former Eldar Empire.

The appearance of each Elf God is carefully portrayed——

The wearer has a black and white face, and his body is wrapped in a burning feather cape. The one who holds the scepter is the greatest Phoenix Lord, the Immortal, the God of Creation, the God-King Asuryan.

The one holding a longbow, wearing a green leaf hunting suit, and showing the burly figure who once shot down a star dragon, is the hunting god Kunos.

Wearing a long white dress, surrounded by mist and holding the Holy Grail, is the girl goddess Lilith.

The terrifying, strange, dark and hunched figure is Modera, the goddess of old women.

There are many others, such as Val the God of Craftsmen, Hel the Queen of Valkyries, Hoeth the God of Wisdom...

In addition, there are many sculptures that are difficult to identify as incarnations of other gods.

Even though these sculptures are newly created, one can still feel the historical colors contained in them...that is the history and culture accumulated by the Eldar Empire over 60 million years.

Of course, they don't deserve respect at all.

Perhaps in the era shortly after the War in Heaven ended, when the gods still exchanged what they had with Ada, Ada sincerely revered the gods.

But later on, faith and culture had long been replaced by their endless desire for pleasure.

Guilliman's eyes swept across all the statues, stopping only on three.

Jena, the goddess of death, Isa, the mother goddess, and Cain, the god of war.

Unlike the other lifeless statues that only looked gorgeous and solemn, only these three gave Guilliman the illusion that he was alive...

The more sensitive one's psychic talent was, the more one could sense the truth of the sculpture. Guilliman was not as talented as his brother in this regard... but even the basic qualities of a Primarch made him feel that the sculpture was strange.

Before Guilliman could speak, Evelyne answered...

"Because only those three gods are still alive." Evelyne said calmly.

"Mother Isa, the Dead Jena, and Red Hand Cain, our Eldar's former pantheon now only has three gods left. They are like your emperor, the only ones we Eldar can rely on to stand in this cold universe."

Guilliman frowned. He didn’t like the fact that Evelyne always mentioned that the Emperor was a god. But compared to Guilliman, someone was obviously more excited.

"Watch your words, alien!!"

A gorgeously dressed state bishop rushed over angrily, waving his golden scepter. His devotion to his faith even overshadowed his respect for the Primarch, and he screamed angrily at Evelyne...

"Your weak and pathetic false god is not worthy of being compared with the great God-Emperor! The light of the God-Emperor has illuminated the Milky Way for ten thousand years, while your god is just a faint firefly, a false idol—"

Evelyne was not angry. Instead, she looked at the bishop teasingly as if he were a monkey.

Guilliman covered his face speechlessly. Without him having to signal, Sicarius beside him quickly dragged the bishop away.

"What he said is actually true. Your father is indeed a more dazzling "god" than the existing gods of our Eldar."

Evelyne opened her iron fan to cover her smiling face and teased Guilliman

"The dead have not yet been born, Isa is trapped, and the bloody hand is broken. Perhaps compared to them, the cold sun is closer to the four supreme beings..."

"I don't want to talk about religion here."

Guilliman forcefully interrupted Evelyne's sarcastic insinuations - this was not the first time, this female Aida had made sarcastic remarks about his attitude towards the Emperor in front of him!

"Escape won't solve any problems." Evelyne said this, and you said no more...

After passing through the Phoenix Gate, the Glory of Macragge arrived at its destination.

As the huge space battleship floated above the sea level in an incredible way, in front of them was a magnificent and huge giant port.

A large number of Eldar warships, which are full of sailboat design, are floating on the ocean edge of the port. At first glance, you will feel as if you are in a fantasy medieval era.

“A retro-inspired person.”

Chagatai, who had been silent the whole time, sneered and said meaningfully...

"They only know how to cling to showing off their so-called culture and pursuing a so-called retro civilization, only because they have no future to pursue."

Although he didn't see much along the way, in Chagatai's eyes...

He still clearly felt the Eldar's fanatical desire for the past history of their empire.

But as he said, only a civilization that cannot feel that its future is constantly retreating would be so fanatical in pursuing the so-called history and embellishing the past.

But it's okay to make fun of the Eldar, and it seems there's nothing wrong with making fun of humans...

The cold dock was open, and Guilliman was ready. He gave himself an injection of panacea to stop the pain, and led the Space Marines out of the ship.

No matter how many people here hold hatred and disgust towards the aliens...

But the entourage selected by Guilliman would at least not be the kind of people who would go crazy and shoot when they see aliens.

And no matter how much they dislike the aliens, they have to behave themselves - because this is the first formal alliance movement between humans and foreign races since 30K, instructed by the Emperor.

The Eldar have also made sufficient preparations to welcome this alliance.

On both sides of the towering harbor, to welcome the arrival of Guilliman, countless flying gorgeous angel-like animals, as well as some Tau people and other aliens of various colors, together with the Eldar, held gorgeous musical instruments and played a song for them.

"Ceddin, deden, neslin, baban

HepkahramanTürkmilleti.

Ordular?n,pekcokzaman,vermistilerdünyayasan…”

The song was very beautiful, and had quite a bit of Terran flavor... As for the meaning, although it felt very close to Low Gothic, there was obviously something wrong.

Moreover, the Dark Eldar leading the singing in front felt that his lyrics were full of malice. Guilliman's face darkened. He was sure that this was full of malice...

Because even if we ignore this song, look at the alien races next to it! From the Tau to the Kruuds, to the rare Pisces to the Hruds, all of them are alien races that have a grudge against humans!

Oh, no, it seems that there are only a few aliens in the galaxy that are peaceful with humans.

It can be said that all the aliens that appear here have been actively beaten by the Empire.

The Space Marines next to Guilliman were already on the verge of going berserk, and it was fortunate that the alien-killing experts like the Death Guard were not here... otherwise they would have probably gone berserk after seeing this scene.

In fact, Guilliman was also at the limit of his patience, and his face looked very bad. Angron was sharpening his knife, and he only needed Guilliman's words to start the fight!

But Guilliman still held back, because the Eldar's probing was indeed on the borderline - the aliens that appeared here were not vicious aliens like the Kraves who treated humans as cattle and sheep... but all of them were intelligent aliens who had tried to communicate with humans before...

From a certain perspective, it's even more malicious.

"This is not our arrangement. It was our restless compatriots who did this." Evelyne said helplessly and annoyedly, but after a pause, she continued...

"However, the alien races that appeared here have now become vassal races that have joined the empire. We have reached a simple cooperation with each other, or in other words, a relationship of mutual support..."

"Wow, if I didn't know what you pointy-eared guys are like, I would have thought you were really open-minded and enlightened."

Angron looked at the Eldar with ill intentions, or rather murderous intent, clenching his fists...

He was right. Although the Eldar were not as murderous as the human empire in the entire galaxy... it was only because the Eldar had been corrupted for too long.

When the Eldar Empire rose in the past, the number of alien races slaughtered was no less than that of humans. Even a special race of "space Jews" said... Even if he did business with the Alien Inquisition, he would not sell anything to the Eldar.

"Damn it, Guilliman, how can we tolerate these pointy-eared people provoking us like this? Let's kill them right now!!"

Angron was not joking. As soon as Guilliman opened his mouth, Angron would immediately take action against these pointy-eared people - after all, he really hated the Eldar, he hated them very much!