Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

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"I--"

"Shut up! Don't get in the way of your uncle making money!"

Snapped!

The Well of Eternity gave Him a resounding slap in the face.

.......

Are we leaving?

After Tzeentch's power was completely eliminated, Kasgar carefully put away the Ancient Staff he was holding.

He looked around at the furnishings—to be honest, with such simple decorations, if it weren't for Tzeentch's avatar appearing here, he would have almost suspected that this was a trap set up by Tzeentch or Vashtor.

Wait, we still have a lot to discuss.

Saint Gilles' voice reached his mind.

"You mean the name of this place?"

Kasgar understood immediately, and under the glow of the psionic flames in his hand, he looked at the round table in the center of the room.

"What's this?"

Before the last unmarked chair on the oval table, right next to the one engraved with the title "Emperor," there was a tiny fibrous particle—as if waiting for Casca to restore it with the flames in his hand—remaining there quietly.

Bear!

As the flames rose, the gift given to him by the ancient saint was slowly restored from Casca's hands.

It was a somewhat worn scroll—perhaps the ancient sages had better ways of recording things, but they chose to use this lighter object to record the grand occasion of their discussion.

It records a scene from the meeting at that time.

What was sitting there was not a single "Ancient Saint" race, but a group of oddly shaped creatures of varying sizes.

A humanoid being, somewhat resembling a frog, held the staff that Kasgar currently wielded; beside him stood a colossal green giant, bearing a certain resemblance to modern orcs...

Then there was another member—a tall, thin, pointed-eared Elven with a mask on.

"These are... the ancient sages?"

Wait a moment.

Doesn't this mean that the Ancient Saints were not some intelligent race that once ruled the Milky Way, but rather a combination of the leaders of various intelligent races in the Milky Way?

Yes.

The Ancient Saint is the Ancient Saint of the entire Milky Way.

Despite the numerous grudges and conflicts between the various races, they ultimately chose to sit together to face the Star Gods from the War of Heaven and the potential enemies from Chaos.

They could have won if they had ignored the consequences of the warp's chaotic upheaval—but they saw the final outcome for the galaxy.

Ultimately, the Ancient Ones chose to withdraw from the struggle to protect the world from the corruption of the Chaos forces, leading their people away from the galaxy. One of them chose to use everything he had to completely seal the immature Chaos beings within the warp.

But even Casgar knew the final outcome.

The Eldar Empire failed him; the Eye of Terror exploded, and the fourth Chaos God, Slaanesh, was born.

Whether it was the emperor who faced Asuyan in the past or Kaska in the present, they were all greatly shocked by the information from the ancient past.

But... in today's galaxy, the races of those ancient saints no longer exist—even the Kroc (orcs), Eldar, and humans who were fortunate enough to survive no longer remember the grand vision they once had for their descendants, for their ideals, and for all people.

They could only eke out a living, drawing sustenance from each other's corpses.

"I......."

Casca remained silent.

The ideals of the ancient sages have become a distant past, but they continue to shine brightly.

Perhaps by today's standards, this situation simply wouldn't occur in the real universe.

"But I can't do all of that."

Although he could kill Chaos, destroy its domain, and eliminate all enemies on the path to human revival.

But grand and lofty ideals are simply not suitable for the reality of today's world, which has become a cesspool since the departure of the ancient sages.

Even the emperors who were closely allied with the Eldar would eventually find that all aliens would become enemies of the human empire and be the targets of complete annihilation under their Great Crusade.

This world has already abandoned some things.

I understand, and my father, the Emperor, and I both know this is unrealistic.

"It was said softly," the angel said.

Perhaps countless conflicts and hatreds await you in the future.

But just as Asuyan passed on everything she had to the Emperor for the future of the galaxy, the Emperor entrusted this task to you so that humanity and the galaxy would not be destroyed by chaos.

This is also your arrival, Casca.

Accompanied by the last two ancient saints—Asuyan and the Emperor—their final hopes for the beautiful vision of the past.

Those souls from another world, fueled by the psychic flames of their last remaining power, yearn for you to carry on their unfinished work.

To become an ancient sage.

Remember, Casca.

It was not the ancient sages who created us, but rather we who became the ancient sages.

Leave of absence note: I've been infected.

It's probably a flu problem.

My throat hurts terribly, I have no energy at all, and my head is dizzy and aching.

I request a day off.

Chapter 289 Victory

......

That happened ten thousand years ago.

Holy Terra was finally unified through his centuries of perseverance and the tireless efforts of countless generations.

Despite the numerous difficulties and the instability of the newly formed human empire, the mere fact that it had unified this land, which had once been ravaged by countless technological barbarians and warlords, was enough to make everyone feel proud and honored.

The world needs more time to heal.

Perhaps in the future they will set their sights on the more distant reaches of space, to painstakingly reclaim the world that humanity has lost in the past, one by one.

This is indeed a difficult task—it takes hundreds of years just to unify the entire Holy Terra, and how long would it take to reclaim all the millions of worlds that humanity has ever set foot on in the universe?

In the future, they may face countless aliens and even more terrifying enemies... Therefore, launching a rash attack would be an extremely inappropriate act.

Holy Terra has only recently ended its war and achieved unification. Now, they need to rest and spend a considerable amount of time preparing for the next battle.

Nothing can be rushed—in order to conform to the inevitable evolutionary laws of the world, they need to develop slowly on the land of Holy Terra and heal the wounds left there.

But he did not give them time to rest.

He knew that once the Great Expedition stopped, it would be difficult to start it again.

Having lost their courage and purpose, the warriors of Holy Terra will follow the cycle of the past, becoming new technological barbarians and warlords, repeating their mistakes over and over again.

Until the next "Emperor" once again saves humanity from the pain of division.

They had to launch the Great Expedition as soon as possible, even though conditions didn't allow it... but he didn't have much time left.

However... his preparations were not sufficient, and the idea of ​​replacing the Thunder Warriors with Space Marines had not yet been realized. They would need to stay on Holy Terra for a longer period of time.

No, we can't wait any longer.

"We will continue our great expedition towards the Milky Way!"

He resolved to challenge humanity's greatest enemy—itself.

......

The great expedition of the Imperial Church and the Tzeentch demons has finally come to an end.

The turmoil that had swept across a large part of the human empire was quickly suppressed by the allied forces from the human empire after Kasgar obtained the Old Saint's staff [weapon] and returned to the real world. This rebellion by the high-ranking members of the Imperial Church had not yet made a ripple.

The Apostate Era ended before it even began.

In an instant, countless worlds lost the corruption of Tzeentch, the god of chaos—no matter how much His followers and demons prayed, they could no longer receive any response.

According to the Kasgars, their god of chaos has completely disappeared into the warp.

Although the Tzeentch demons are putting up a last-ditch resistance after losing contact with their shapeshifting master, they have taken over the entire planet and corrupted it into a demon world, seeking revenge for their Chaos God in a final desperate attempt—but in any case, they will face utter annihilation.

Having acquired the staff [weapon] from the Old Ones, Kasgar only needs to wave the artifact in his hand to cleanse the entire corrupted demon world of chaos and filth from the planet with the absolutely pure energy from the warp.

Only that planet, freed from all corruption and pollution, remains, which can be put back into use with just a little maintenance from the Mechanical Repair Guild.

Even on some planets that are not yet deeply corrupted, the entire world can be reclaimed and the human empire restored without any maintenance.

The Chaos followers, having lost the blessing of the evil god, were quickly wiped out by the expeditionary coalition.

After a near-one-sided battle, the era of apostasy came to an end with the complete eradication of the Imperial Church's rebellious planet.

As for the return of Felice to her original form, Kasgar learned about Felice's situation from Fugrim, who "sensed that the Minotaur radar was sending a signal, and that my good sister Felice must be here," and from Ryan, who slowly pointed to the ground and emerged from the jungle nine hours after the battle.

Now that the entire Iron Hand Legion has betrayed her, rather than returning to Holy Terra to live a life of surveillance like a sinner, she would rather continue as the Angel of Atonement, following the Dark Angels, hunting down and searching the world for fallen Iron Hand Space Marines, to atone for the sins she committed in the past.

She decided not to return to Holy Terra.

On the other hand, it was also Fugrim's request—she seemed to show great hostility towards Phyllis—which is understandable, given that Phyllis was corrupted by Medusa's Blade at the time... It's hard to say that her decision didn't reflect her own inner desires.

As for the group that successfully returned, they also gained a lot—the biggest gain from this battle was not the [weapon] from the Ancient Ones, nor the Ancient Ones' mysteries that Kasgar knew.

The Harmonious Engine, which served as the "Key," was retrieved from the Web by the Emperor's angel, Saint Gilles, and returned to Kasgar after Tzeentch completely vanished.

This network excavation device, which the Emperor so desperately desires, is the key item that will help him reconnect from the Golden Throne to the network city of Karasta, known as the "Impossible City." It is a divine artifact that the Emperor sought but could not obtain during the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago.

With it, opening up online channels will no longer be a difficult task!

Presumably, the Emperor had instructed him to follow Vashtor into the warp rift in Kasgar in search of this discordant engine.

As for Tzeentch, the god of chaos—just as Casca had foreseen, after being struck by the light of the [weapon] in the Ancient Chamber, he severed all ties with any of his followers.

Nurgle, Khorne, now it's Tzeentch.

Now, of the Chaos Gods of the Warp, only one remains.

Sinister.

This is the last Chaos God who fought for countless years in Kasgar.

Soon, we will fight him again.

......

Casca was already absolutely certain of this.

Slaanesh is not a formidable adversary.

His attempt to corrupt Fugrim has been completely thwarted by Kasgar, and his covetousness of the Iron Hands' corruption has allowed Kasgar to rescue Primarch Filus.

After losing the most powerful Khorne, the most resilient Nurgle, and the most cunning Tzeentch, the only remaining warp chaos god Slaanesh—and even his chaos Astartes army and demon princes—has been hunted down by Phylos in recent years.

How much of a threat can the youngest and weakest Chaos God, a lone Slaanesh with little actual combat ability, pose to Casgar and the entire human empire?

He had no allies to rely on.

The problem of the aliens has been almost completely solved.

Not many space undead have awakened, and perhaps due to a timeline discrepancy, the Silent King has also failed to return from beyond the Milky Way. Even if he could return, given the Silent King's understanding of chaos, he would likely not choose to join forces with Slaanesh.

The Orcish Empire has long since faded into obscurity after wiping out the Beastmen. Many Ark Worlds within the Eldar have successfully formed alliances, and the Dark Eldar seem to have disappeared since their last major rampage in the Comoros.

The Zerg fleet is now being defended solely by Aqua and her delicious dishes—their reserves are now fully prepared and can poison more than a dozen Zerg fleets at any time.

Many of the tentacles of the Great Devourer, after tasting Aqua's delicacies, abandoned their attacks on the galaxy and never set foot there again.

As for Chaos Warmaster Abaddon and his Black Legion...

This...it seems they're also planning the thirteenth Black Expedition to the world of Fortnite, Cadia...