Some might think that they would get together for days or even months of language exchange, and then do some in-depth research and experiments in areas of mutual interest.
But in fact, these are just imaginary creations brought about by stereotypes.
The truth is that after Jinjitaxia came to the Soul Forge and met Vashtor, both parties simply gave each other a drop of the sparkling oil in their bodies, and then completed the exchange of technology, knowledge and inspiration in a very short time.
Thanks to the blue oil created by Oghma, the god of knowledge, the creatures of New Phyrexia can transmit information faster and more efficiently than any other medium.
This efficiency even makes the most powerful artificial intelligence, supercomputers and quantum communication networks pale in comparison. It is precisely because of its existence that Zuo Si can collect massive amounts of knowledge and technology in the endless time and space of the entire multiverse, and then send them to the laboratory for targeted special research.
If a world is found to have strong scientific research capabilities, the team led by Jinjitaxia will deliberately reveal some of the most cutting-edge technologies to the other party, and then observe the civilization every once in a while to develop interesting things based on this.
Doing so not only allows you to get the other party's research results for free, but also saves you a lot of manpower, energy and time costs.
You must know that although the central laboratory of the Mutahar floating city can mobilize almost unlimited resources, manpower has always been in a very short supply.
In particular, people with the ability to lead a team are already very scarce.
Their number directly determines how many research projects can be carried out simultaneously.
In order to make better use of those "idle" resources, Jinji Taxia even set up a special evaluation team to grade each force that is using Shuo Oil, find out the scientific research field they are best at, and finally decide what kind of technology to give them through review and voting.
In fact, this group has begun to secretly guide and manipulate the scientific research fields and civilization processes of billions of top forces in the multiverse.
And all this vast amount of knowledge and technology was contained in a drop of sparkling oil and absorbed by Vashtor.
I don't know how much time had passed.
Maybe a few hours, maybe a few days...
Because there is no concept of time in the subspace, except for the newly born Realm of Death and the Sea of Oil, even the current Soul Forge is still in chaos.
This is why faster-than-light travel with the help of the subspace is full of uncertainty.
It is common for a ship to set out in the 30th millennium, only to find itself in the dark 40th millennium when it returns. Occasionally, ships carrying powerful artificial intelligence from humanity's dark technological age are discovered.
Anyway, Jinjitaxia, who was standing still, suddenly had a blue light in his eyes. Then he raised his head and greeted with a smile: "Nice to meet you, Lord Great Demon Judge Vashtor."
"I am also very happy to meet you, Your Excellency Jinjitasha."
Vashtor placed one hand on his chest and bowed gracefully in response.
Judging from their tones and reactions, they clearly sympathize with each other.
After all, in New Phyrexia, the two of them have a lot in common.
For example, they all have an almost crazy obsession with knowledge and technology. Another example is that they do not have any secular moral concepts. For the sake of research, they can slaughter an entire planet without any psychological burden, just to get relatively accurate experimental data.
So when they look at each other, it's like looking in a mirror, as if they see their own shadow in the other person.
After saying hello, Vashtor immediately changed the subject and asked tentatively in an uncertain tone, "Apart from exchanging the oil, do you have any other tasks or missions this time? I noticed that you seem to have brought something interesting with you."
Jingitaxa nodded without hesitation: "Yes. The great father of New Phyrexia ordered me to work with you to find a Necron named Trazyn."
"Tarazyn the Endless?"
Vashtor obviously knew the name, and the red fire flickering in his eyes suddenly became more intense.
After all, although he is the god of technology, invention and creation, he knows very little about the Necrons' cutting-edge technology.
The reason is very simple! The Necrons fell into a collective slumber long after the War in Heaven ended and killed the Star Gods, so their technology has hardly been revealed to the outside world.
In addition, these guys have no souls at all, and they also possess the most powerful anti-psychic technology in the entire galaxy, so they are not affected by the warp.
Therefore, although "Wa Banxian" has always been eager to obtain the technology of the Necrons, he has never been able to succeed.
Of course, now he has mastered most of the Necrons' technology with the help of the information stored in the spark oil.
"Yes, it is Trazyn the Infinite. The great father of New Phyrexia wishes to speak with him face to face. All you have to do is spread the word that we intend to make a deal with him."
Jinjitasha gave a straightforward affirmative answer.
This is also one of the most important purposes of his trip.
After all, for something like this, it would definitely not be appropriate to let Zuo Si's Shuoyou incarnation come forward directly.
On the one hand, Trazyn is very cautious and would never put himself in danger easily. If he found that a creature with great power was looking for him, he would most likely hide.
On the other hand, the incarnation of Shuoyou needs to protect the huge regime established with the Botas star region as the core, and it is impossible for him to wander in the galaxy for a long time, otherwise both the Chaos Evil God and the Tyranid race may launch an attack.
As for the other Judges created in this universe, they are basically either participating in the great expedition that is burning the entire subspace, or consuming resources in some unknown places to build huge fleets, weapons and equipment, and legions, and are completely unable to get away.
"I see. I think I know what to do."
Vashtor nodded thoughtfully, and then sent an electronic signal to a complete member of the Dark Mechanicus beside him.
After receiving it, the latter immediately saluted, then took a team of people on a spaceship through a channel connected to the material universe and disappeared into the black vortex.
Jinjitaxia looked at the huge vortex above the Soul Forge with interest and asked in an uncertain tone: "What is that? A wormhole?"
“Yes, but not entirely.
Because it was indeed a wormhole captured by the Necrons at the beginning.
But later, the great Supreme Lord used the Warp Oil to make a series of incredible transformations on it.
Now it is like a gap connecting the subspace and the real universe, and can also be called a miniature controllable Eye of Terror.
With it, I can travel between the two dimensions at will.
Isn't it a great creation? I still don't even know how it works."
When saying this, Vashtor's tone was filled with undisguised excitement and agitation, and Jinjitasha nodded in agreement: "It is indeed very interesting.
If I'm not mistaken, the reason why it can do this is that it first connects with the subspace oil sea of this universe, and then achieves the effect of breaking the barrier through the oil sea.
That is to say, an originally complete wormhole is divided into two parts.
What we see is only half in the Warp, and the other half is in the real universe."
"Oh? How do you know that?" Vashtor asked with a grin.
It is not difficult to infer from the expression on his face that he very much enjoys this kind of communication among "kindred spirits".
"It's very simple. All we need to do is observe the ripples that appear when an object enters a wormhole. After all, the essence of Warp Oil is the distortion and secondary processing of psychic energy, transforming it from pure energy into a form between energy and matter."
Jinji Tasha fiddled with his sickle-like sharp fingers and gave his own explanation.
But Vashtor questioned: "According to your theory, the object should first enter the oil sea when passing through it. But according to my observation, it seems that all the spacecrafts reach the material universe in just a moment. How do you explain this phenomenon?"
Jinjitaxia replied calmly: "That's because the Oil Sea itself compressed time under the control of the Great Father of New Phyrexia, making it look like a moment. But in fact, the spacecraft may have traveled a long distance in the Oil Sea after entering the wormhole."
"Hahaha! Very interesting inference, and pretty much what I imagined. If I could leave right now, I would really like to visit the central laboratory you're in charge of."
Vashtor laughed heartily and gave the other party high praise.
After all, there is nothing more pleasant than finding a fellow traveler on the path to pursue truth.
What's more, he had just gained a lot of knowledge and technology from other time and space by exchanging the sparkling oil.
"There's no need to rush. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. In contrast, I would like to visit your laboratory and foundry right away."
As he spoke, Jinji Tasha turned his gaze towards the Soul Forge not far away that was constantly making a loud roar.
Since this place was completely completed, it has become the expeditionary force's rear base in the subspace. Its terrifying industrial manufacturing capabilities are enough to terrify any civilization in the galaxy today.
In order to make up for the huge war losses on the front line, planets were directly dragged over by gravitational waves, then injected with spark oil to decompose them into basic particles, which then flowed into the ground to combine into the required substances, and finally were shaped into the required shape and structure at one time.
A Queen of Glory-class battleship that, in the eyes of the human empire, would take several years to build in shipyards on several steel rings on Mars during the most glorious 30th millennium, could be built from scratch in just ten minutes here, carrying new Phyrexian war weapons produced at the same speed, or a fully enhanced version of the Astartes Legion, and embark on a journey.
Yes, you read that right, ten minutes.
Because with the blessing of the divine power of "Wa Banxian", the potential of Shuo Oil has been brought to the extreme. There is no need to build assembly lines and industrial foundry workshops. Instead, it can be copied and pasted infinitely in open spaces.
Hundreds of such warships can be built at the same time.
This copy-and-paste process can continue as long as there is a steady supply of planets and meteorites being dragged in to provide sufficient material.
Of course, there will be certain limitations in scale.
After all, Vashtor is just a demigod, and the scope of his influence is limited to the core area of the Soul Forge.
Therefore, it can only be used to manufacture large and complex war weapons such as battleships and planetary fortresses.
As for "low-tech" things such as power mechas, firearms, cannons, melee weapons, demon engines, and clone ripening, they are still completed by peripheral foundries and artificial wombs.
If Jinjitasha's area of expertise is the research and development of cutting-edge technology, then Vashtor's area of expertise is transforming these technologies into terrifying production capacity.
There is an absolutely complementary relationship between the two.
It is precisely because the Soul Forge has such a terrifying effect that the three remaining evil gods in the Warp feel extremely uncomfortable. They don't even have the mind to cause trouble in the real universe. Just resisting this suicidal mad dog attack is enough to make them exhausted.
You have to know that constantly resurrecting demons also consumes energy.
Furthermore, the reason why Khorne, Tzeentch and Slaanesh seem invincible is mainly because they can twist and corrupt the will of mortals and can draw infinite psychic energy from the sea of souls in the Warp.
But now, the ones they are fighting against are New Phyrexian creations whose consciousness and thoughts have long been completely transformed by the oil, so corruption is a given.
In other words, they should worry about the demons under their command being captured and completely transformed by Shuoyou.
Not only that, the advantage of the Chaos Evil God in extracting energy from the Sea of Souls was almost offset by Zuo Si's ability to absorb unlimited matter from the real universe.
Coupled with the Bound Legion of the Lord of Humanity and the Scourge of the Goddess of Death Jaina, they were suppressing the opponent as a whole.
Except for "little Fengxians" like Abaddon who simply refused to obey orders and were still making trouble in the dark side of the empire, the rest of the Chaos forces have basically been recalled to defend their own territories.
"It's my pleasure!"
Vashtor took the initiative to make a gesture of invitation, and a hint of pride appeared on his mechanical face, which could make rich expressions after being transformed by Shuo Oil.
Because he knew that his own domain soul forge had become the most powerful forging base in the galaxy.
For this reason alone, its influence is growing day by day.
In particular, the Human Empire is gradually relaxing its mandatory control over beliefs.
In addition to the most mainstream belief in the God-Emperor, one can also worship the goddess of death Jaina and him, the god of technology, invention and forging.
Of course, all of this came from the instructions of Robert Guilliman, the Lord of Mankind and Primarch.
Their purpose in doing so is very simple, which is to simply strengthen the power of their allies and ensure that the evil gods of Chaos in the Warp will have no time to cause trouble for the Empire for hundreds or even thousands of years, so that the corrupt and dark Empire can be reborn from the ashes through reform.
It has to be said that the emperor himself did everything he could to ensure the continuation and development of the human race.
No wonder there have been many jokes making fun of his flexible moral bottom line.
For example, if Evelyne of the Eldar Death Army suddenly wanted to use a technology that could allow humans to escape the warp and travel at faster-than-light speeds in exchange for Robert Guilliman becoming her husband.
As a result, "Old Man Huang" started to take off his pants without saying a word, saying that Guilliman was nothing. As long as you hand over your technology, we can go into battle together, father and son, to satisfy you.
Although such remarks are extremely blasphemous and disloyal, and could easily lead to a visit from the Inquisition, they can also reflect the character of the Lord of Mankind from a certain perspective, that is, for the benefit of the entire human race, nothing can be sacrificed, even his own dignity and life.
This creed and principle has guided all his decisions since recorded history.
It is precisely because of this that even though the empire's rule has become so ignorant, dark, and brutal, there are still countless people willing to believe in the emperor and willingly hand over their lives and even their souls to become currency in his hands.
After all, with Nurgle being slain, the Imperium now had a powerful ally in the Warp for the first time that could suppress the Chaos God.
Given the character of the Lord of Mankind, he would never let such a great opportunity slip away from him.
…
Just as Vashtor was taking Jinjitasha, who had come from afar, to visit the Soul Furnace, far away in Tours, the capital of the Botas star zone, Zuo Si's Shuoyou incarnation finally found time to conduct physiological research on the Eldar woman he had picked up before, Alice, in his own private laboratory.
At this moment, this young Screaming Banshee, who was "only" less than 130 years old, was lying on the dissecting table with a look of fear and despair on her face. Her entire chest and abdominal cavities had been completely opened, and every working organ inside could be clearly seen.
But the interesting thing is that she did not bleed even a drop of blood during the dissection process, as the other party perfectly avoided all capillaries and nerves.
The skull was completely opened, and the brain and optic nerve were completely exposed to the air.
But for some reason, the brain did not flow out, but seemed to be in a certain position and still functioning normally, with neither thinking, consciousness nor perception being hindered in the slightest.
Alice now felt like a poor animal, being used as a research subject by a terrifying and more advanced life form.
It is no different from what the Eldar did to other lesser civilizations after becoming the overlords of the galaxy.
The other party didn't care about his feelings or his thoughts at all. He was just collecting information that he was interested in. He even took a few eggs and combined them with the genes of an unknown creature to create several embryos.
The fastest growing ones already had reptilian features and their hearts began beating slightly.
She simply couldn't believe that she, who had never had any intimate contact with any man, let alone mating, already had several terrible "children".
The maternal instinct from genes and the fear brought by the "alien" embryo are intertwined to form a feeling that cannot be described in words.
The most important thing is that Ellis has no idea how this horrible creature in front of her will deal with her.
You know, not long ago, she witnessed with her own eyes that a member of a captured Eldar pirate ship, after being tired of being played with by the other party, directly extracted the soul and tortured it repeatedly until the member could no longer bear the pain and completely collapsed.
Of course, this torture was not out of psychopathy, but merely a test of the average soul strength of the Eldar.
After the relevant data was collected, the remaining ones that had not collapsed but had gone crazy were all released.
That's why Alice is worried about her future.
Because she is the Eldar individual who has survived the longest since arriving here.
This obviously shows that, unlike those guys who were quickly disposed of, she possesses some unknown "specialness" and "research value".
It's just not clear whether these can help me survive to the end.
Since the connection with the Soul Stone has been severed, Ellis is now very afraid of death.
She knew very well that if she died here, her soul would be captured by Slaanesh and become its plaything.
Even the corrupt Dark Eldar who created all that evil would not want to see such an end.
Alice spent several hours in fear and anxiety. It was not until Zuo Si finished the work at hand that her completely dissected body was put back together at an incredible speed.
Apart from being completely naked, there is basically no difference from lying down.
Oh, no, it can’t be said that there are no changes.
Because the "egg" she had just conceived had been taken out and placed in an artificial womb, and began to combine with the genetic material of an unknown creature.
Similar situations have happened more than once or twice, so she has started to get used to it.
"So the research is done for today?"
Alice sat up from the dissecting table. She didn't rush to put on her clothes, but showed off her slightly slender but very healthy and sexy figure nonchalantly.
Due to their special physiological structure and reproductive form, the elves are quite open regarding men and women, and there is even no stable husband-wife relationship like that of humans.
Because a woman's menstrual period requires frequent injections of genetic material over at least a year, it is difficult for a man alone to ensure a successful pregnancy.
Therefore, if the female elves want to have offspring, they often have relationships with several men or even dozens of men at the same time.
This also leads to their open attitude towards gender relations.
This openness is also one of the direct sources of the birth of Slaanesh.
Take Robert Guilliman’s rumored girlfriend, Evelyne, for example. She has never lacked men around her.
Therefore, if these two people really get together, there is a high probability that the Primarch will be wearing more than one green hat.
The most important thing is that Ellis doesn’t think that Zuo Si’s oily incarnation would have any “sexual interest” in a “lower creature” like herself.
If it happens, that would be even better, as it would greatly increase her chances of survival.
"Yes, today's part is done, thank you for your cooperation."
Zuo Si had a gentle and friendly smile on his face. He was not only very polite, but also very gentlemanly as he used some unknown force to put a beautiful long dress on the other person. He did not look like a madman who would cut people into pieces for research if they had a disagreement.
It is precisely this extreme contrast that makes him feel particularly dangerous and terrifying.
After all, this involves a question of psychological expectations.
If a guy gives people the first impression of being ferocious, then even if he does something extremely brutal and bloodthirsty, the people around him may have a less intense reaction because they are mentally prepared in advance.
But if a person is handsome, elegant, humorous, and exudes amazing charm from head to toe, making people want to approach him involuntarily, but after removing the disguise, it is discovered that he is a mad scientist and a twisted cannibal, the fear brought by the double impact of intense sensory and psychological impact is obviously more intense.
This is also why the horror of "Cannibal" Hannibal is far greater than the blood-splattering Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
And Zuo Si obviously belongs to the former.
To be exact, he can perfectly integrate himself into any role he plays.
There is no doubt that Alice was in awe of the incarnation of the oil in front of her, but she also felt that the other party had an inexplicable strong attraction.
Especially when the enormous mental pressure and fear of death exceeded a certain critical point, she even felt an indescribable extreme pleasure.
So this female elf seemed to have a mental illness. She developed very complicated emotions and dependence on Zuo Si, and even thought it would be nice to maintain the relationship like this.
After a long silence, she finally mustered up the courage to cautiously ask, "Will you one day get rid of me like you did with the other elves?"
Zuo Si pursed his lips and asked back, "Why would I do that? Did you do something unforgivable?"
"You mean... I won't die?"
There was a strange look in Alice's eyes.
This was the best news she had ever heard since she was brought here, no doubt about it.
“That’s right.
The reason why those Eldar were dealt with before was because they were all space pirates.
And they even dared to rob transport ships in the area under my control.
But you are different.
You have not violated any taboos, and you are not a prisoner, but a guest under my protection.
So you don't need to worry about your life being threatened.
Besides, all my research is done without actually hurting you, right?"
While saying this, Zuo Si put down what he was holding, turned around and gently stroked the young banshee's hair and cheeks with his cold big hands, just like a master rewarding a pet for good behavior.
But Alice did not feel insulted. Instead, an abnormal blush appeared on her face. Her whole body trembled slightly involuntarily due to the strong stimulation from the outside world, and her spirit was in a state between excitement and orgasm.
Part of the reason is due to the sensitive constitution of the elves, and part of the reason is that they are subject to psychological control and enslavement.
But she herself did not notice this, she lowered her head obediently and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Yes... You really didn't hurt me, I just thought too much."
"That's good. Now you can move freely, just don't go too far. After all, as you know, the Eldar don't have a very good impression in the eyes of humans, and I don't want you to get into any accidents."
After saying that, Zuo Si put socks and shoes on the man's feet like dressing up a doll, picked him up from the dissecting table and gently pushed him towards the entrance.
Alice staggered forward a step, and after about two or three seconds she suddenly came back to her senses from the twisted pleasure. She subconsciously hugged her shoulders and shuddered, then quickly ran out of the laboratory.
Seeing her slightly shy and embarrassed appearance, Zuo Si, who caused all this, immediately raised his mouth and revealed a playful smile: "Haha, you are really very sensitive, both physically and psychologically.
And this interesting reward and feedback mechanism is far more powerful than that of humans.
I really don’t know what kind of mutation occurred when the elves evolved into intelligent life that resulted in them having the genetic genes they have today.
It seems that after some more training, this cute little lamb will fall completely.
Perhaps I could consider gathering more young Eldar women and using them to do an extreme experiment to see if this sensitive physique can be further enhanced.
If so, what is its upper limit? If this gene is combined with a succubus or a lust demon, can it breed a more corrupt and degenerate seed of lust?"
"Master, do you need me to find an opportunity to stimulate the subconscious desires of this experimental subject?"
The Demon Judge who was in charge of controlling the laboratory brought his head, which was connected by mechanical tentacles, closer.
Zuo Si immediately shook his head: "No, there is no need to do this. Because Ellis is a gift I prepared for the Elven Lord Corellon, she must remain physically pure."
"Gift?"
The Demon Judge was visibly stunned.
“Yeah, that’s right.
I intend to collect all the elven-like races that have been discovered so far and bring them back to Faerun to give to Corellon as a token of my gratitude for his support.
You have to understand that even for God, maintaining a good alliance requires things like favors and gifts.
After all, trust relationships are built up bit by bit through such interactions.
And in the near future, I will also use the power of the elven pantheon.
So in order to cooperate better, we first need to find a way that is mutually beneficial.
Any relationship where one-sided giving and no return is given cannot last long.”
Zuo Si stated his plan directly.
Although it is not certain whether Corellon will be interested in these elves from other time and space, there is no harm in trying a few more times.
What's more, the cost of such an attempt is so low. You only need to use the ability of the planeswalker to capture a few elves with outstanding appearance in different time and space. Why not do it?
"I see.
Please rest assured that I will keep a close eye on Alice and make sure she becomes a qualified gift.
I also have one more important thing to inform you.
That is, Lord Jinjitasha had arrived at the Soul Forge in the domain of the Great Demon Judge Vashtor not long ago.
If nothing unexpected happens, Trazyn should soon learn that you want to trade with him."
The Demon Judge hurriedly reported the news he had just received.
"Oh? Has Jinji Tasha arrived?"
The incarnation of Shuoyou was obviously not surprised at all that the main body sent this blue demon judge.
Because apart from Jinji Tasha, there is really no one else more suitable to take his place in the first contact with the "King of Figures".
After all, Trazyn was notoriously difficult to deal with.
If you can't arouse his interest and desire to collect, then this guy will most likely just walk away.
The rich knowledge and technology possessed by Jinjitaxia, as well as the information from other universes, will undoubtedly enable them to do this in the first place.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si subconsciously touched the gem made of Star God fragments inlaid on the back of his hand, and his two electronic eyes flashed with anticipation.
Because if I remember correctly, this "Kaito Kidd" of the Warhammer universe has visited many tomb worlds of the Necron Dynasty, and even dared to take action against overlords like the Storm King and the Silent King. He really got a lot of good things, including a dozen fragments of the Star God alone.
Therefore, he is very much looking forward to this meeting and the exchange of information between the "Pokémon Masters".
Just as Zuo Si was mentally counting the bargaining chips he could use for the deal, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the laboratory, followed by a woman who looked very old walking in, bending down and affectionately kissing the big hand that was as cold as a metal plate.
"Great Supreme Lord, the warship of Evelyne, leader of the Eldar Death Army, has just docked at the spaceport. She has sent a request saying that she wants to meet with you."
"Evelene? Is she alone?"
Zuo Si touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.
"No, the Eldar's incarnation of the god of death is here too. They look very polite and respectful, without any of the arrogance they had the last time they came."
The old man waved his ten nimble fingers and used magic to project all the faces he saw without exception.
From her skillful movements and precise control of the psychic energy of the Warp, it is not difficult to see that she is a very powerful psychic mage. There are even marks from the Inquisition's black ship on her neck and cheeks.
If normal procedures were followed, once a psyker of this level was discovered, he would most likely be taken back to Terra and thrown into the Astronomican to be burned as firewood.
Fortunately, the black ship that held her was attacked by the Thousand Sons Legion, and she was eventually forced to jump out of the warp and crash-land on a planet ruled by Zuo Si.
In return for repairing the damaged ship and repelling the Thousand Sons, the Inquisition handed her over as soul currency.
From then on, this woman had been following Zuo Si wholeheartedly, learning how to control psychic energy and form complex spells, while serving him as her master and even a god.
Because in her eyes, if there was no great existence in front of her, her soul would have burned out long ago, and she would never have the power and status she has today.
Of course, there are not just one or two psychics like this in the Bottas sector, but a large group.
Some of them were born here, and suddenly one day they awakened their psychic talents. They were then taken to underground laboratories or palaces to receive instruction and training, and were not allowed to leave until they were able to control their own powers.
During this period, their family and friends can visit at any time or contact them through remote communication software.
Others, like the old man, were captured by the Inquisition's black ships and then sent to Zuo Si as more valuable soul currency in exchange for what he needed.
The second type, having personally experienced the ruthlessness and cruelty of the Empire towards psychics, are grateful to Zuo Si for taking a completely opposite attitude. There is also a small group who even never fall in love, get married, or have children, and are willing to devote themselves entirely to their master.
Take the old woman in front of him as an example. It has been more than a hundred years since she was captured after awakening her psychic talent at the age of seventeen. She has changed from a young and beautiful girl to a white-haired old woman. The look in her eyes when she looks at Zuo Si is still hot and full of strong emotions.
In her subconscious, the incarnation of Shuoyou played the multiple roles of father, master and god in her life at the same time, so there was not only worship and admiration, but also inseparable love.
That feeling is probably similar to the feelings that the nuns of the Empire have towards the God-Emperor, or even more pious.
After all, not every nun has the opportunity to see the Lord of Humanity with their own eyes, or to feel his power.
But these psychics living on the planet Tur can see the incarnation of Shuoyou every now and then, and even get his guidance.
"Ah, I think they learned of what happened in the Warp, and realized that their plan to kill Slaanesh by awakening the Grim Reaper was no longer feasible."
Seeing Evelyne's worried and gloomy face, Zuo Si immediately realized the purpose of the Death Army's visit.
After all, with Jaina occupying the ecological niche of the evil god of the Warp, Death, the upper limit of the Eldar Death God has been locked, and it is impossible to reach the height of killing Slaanesh as predicted.
This means that these stray dogs have completely lost the means to restrain Slaanesh.
The latter no longer needs to worry about anything and can boldly find and kill the remaining elves who are still hiding one by one.
With no other options left, the only thing the Death Army can do is to find a strong force capable of fighting against Slaanesh and cling to it.
"Would you like to see her?"
The old man stared at Evelyne in the projection magic and asked.
"Take her to the palace first. I'll go there when I'm done with things here. Oh, and remember to bring the incarnation of death with you as well."
Zuo Si made a decision immediately after a little thought.
"As you wish."
The old man bowed his head, then turned and disappeared at the end of the corridor outside the door.
About ten minutes later, she appeared at the spaceport as a messenger, expressed a polite welcome to the Death Army that had come from afar, and then brought Evelyne and the incarnation of Death - Inkani to the surface of the planet.
After entering the empty palace, Evelyne couldn't help but asked tentatively: "How long do we need to wait here?"
"The great Supreme Lord said that he would come once he finished the important work at hand. I am very sorry, but I have other things to take care of, so I will not be here with you."
After saying that, the old man turned around and left without hesitation, completely ignoring the other party's ugly expression.
As soon as she left, Evelyne complained indignantly, "Damn it! I bet this was intentional. That guy is deliberately leaving us alone."
The incarnation of death sighed helplessly: "Alas - but he has the qualifications, doesn't he? Or any great being who killed the evil god of Nurgle and injected the power of order into the chaotic warp can treat us with such a contemptuous attitude.
The weak have no right to complain in a cruel universe.
I advise you to get your mind right.
Because this may be your last chance.”
(End of this chapter)
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