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"I have found a way to keep the divinity away from you."

"From that tree man?"

"how do you know?"

He Shenyan smiled: "I know a lot of things—ah, his reputation in the White Pagoda is not bad, he is a person of integrity... So, what did you pay?"

The emperor's face was as usual: "Compared to your life, that is a price that is not worth mentioning."

"I don't really want you to be obsessed with saving me." The mage shrugged, acting nonchalantly. "I'm having some mental problems, my friend, and the suicidal tendencies have completely taken over me."

"For someone who wants to kill himself, your language skills are incredible."

"Because I don't care enough."

He Shenyan grinned: "As long as you don't care enough, you can turn a lot of things from the impossible into the possible. The fact that you want to kill yourself can't hurt me anymore, I'm just surprised by this emotion - to be honest , I can't quite believe it myself."

The Emperor looked fixedly at his young friend, the mage from another universe who had been busy saving others, looking so vulnerable at the moment.

He stood under the stars with a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"... nihilism."

The Emperor whispered for a long time, "You think all this is meaningless, and I understand that feeling."

"What? The great Emperor once felt this way?"

"In the old days of 2k — yes, I felt that way."

The Emperor seemed to be lost in memories, and his expression became a bit bitter: "At that time, I thought that human beings could end the meaningless infighting with their own efforts, and they could unite and go to the stars together. I was wrong. I must To take action, there must be such a mechanical seance to lead them."

"I didn't like it, so I was so depressed, I even went into self-imposed exile for a while."

"The sorrow of the longevity?"

"It's the Eternal." The Emperor corrected his words. "So do you. At least for now, your self-identity is still human."

"My humanity will fade away, my friend."

He Shenyan was very open about this matter: "The longer you live, the thinner your human nature will be... Damn it."

He rubbed his face and sighed.

"I thought I would be different from them, but now it seems that I just haven't reached that point." He Shenyan stared at his hands and observed the palm prints. "I hate the feeling of sliding down the abyss and doing nothing."

"That's why you have that idea? Give your power to a newborn **** and run away, no matter what?"

"Escape is a human instinct, my friend." The mage smiled. "I don't deny it - frankly, I'm a little tired."

"I don't want to say something like 'get it up'...but you still need to listen."

The Emperor's expression turned serious, then pointed to himself.

"Everyone gets tired, everybody gets confused about the future, I can't escape, you can't escape, but so what? Don't let it happen, my friend, you have to keep fighting... . This is destined to be a war with no end in sight, unlike this galaxy, where the war will eventually end, and yours and mine are different."

In this regard, He Shenyan just nodded.

"Maybe," he said quietly. "But I can't promise you anything—it's like a thought, at first it's just some weird delusion, like standing on a rooftop and trying to jump down. Then, you keep thinking, keep thinking, the thought It's getting bigger and bigger..."

"What will happen in the end, no one can tell."

With a free and easy smile, he said sincerely, "It's just one thought away, my friend—thank you."

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The chainsaw sword in Cordos’s hand is roaring—not a metaphor, but a literal description.

His sword was about to break, and for some strange reason, it was very difficult to operate. The smooth running sound of the chainsaw now sounded like the laughter of a filial asthma patient. Out of breath.

Exactly why this happened, Cordos didn't know, maybe it was because the **** machine soul was displeased. He took a step back, dodged a sinister swipe from the enemy, and then moved forward gracefully, handing out the chainsword at the same time, getting to know the Slaanesh traitor who had been trembling with him for about two minutes.

The other party murmured from his throat, fell down with his head tilted, fatally wounded in his chest, and the chainsaw sword cut open his chest. He is dead, and the chainsaw is dead.

Gasping for breath, he regained his strength. So far, six traitors have died at his hands. This was a great feat, but Cordos was not happy at all. The Emperor's Sword Chapter arrived on this planet only after receiving a call for help, but was inexplicably ambushed on the way.

This group of Slaanesh warbands who appeared out of nowhere attacked them, rushed out of the chaotic reef star field, slammed into their ship with ramming horns, and opened the jump gang while causing an explosion. war. For the unprepared Emperor's Sword Chapter, the current situation is really not optimistic.

The more crucial point is that up to now, he has not seen any of his brothers - living brothers.

Along the way, blood and corpses were everywhere. The corpses of the loyalists were treated as play instruments by the traitors, blood was smeared on the corridors and ceilings, not even the portholes. While this scene made Cordos angry, it also made him feel a kind of shudder.

What about the rest?

Is it...

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With anger, Cordos immediately overturned his suspicions and began to meditate on the Emperor's Holy Word to discard distractions. He had to do this to give himself some conviction, some motivation to keep going.

-Fortunately, the world is not too cruel to him.

At the next corner of the ship, the three Astartes of the Emperor's Sword Chapter, who had formed a careful formation together, met him. For both parties, this was a piece of news worth sighing in relief.

"Sergeant Cordos." The one at the head was a technical sergeant from the 6th Company, with a serious expression and only one right eye. "As much as I don't like to say it, I have to tell you that I'm very happy to meet you."

"Me too, one-eyed, me too."

"Hmph." The one-eyed technical sergeant gave a cold smile. "If you're lucky, I won't bother with you about calling me my nickname this time... These two are recruits from the tenth company, they just passed the test not long ago, damn, they haven't even received their own the power sword."

Cordos glanced at the two blood-covered recruits with scrutiny, and nodded approvingly, which made them straighten their chests immediately.

"Let's come here to reminisce, where did you come from?"

"Hangar, the traitors set up an evil formation there."

Cordos swears: "I came from the middle of the bridge... It looks like we have to go to the main control room first."

"Agreed." One-eyed nodded, took a bolter pistol from his waist and threw it to Cordos. "Come on, sergeant, command will be handed over to you."

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