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Corax left again shortly after persuading his brother to return.
According to him, this time he will block his fallen brother Luo Jia, ensuring that he and his followers will never return.
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At the beginning of the forty-first millennium, just as people were enthusiastically carrying out a new round of construction, an unexpected enemy reappeared in the real universe.
It seems the latter has always wanted Fortnite.
However, this time, due to the influence of the network, the army from the human empire completed its assembly the moment Abaddon appeared.
In desperation, the Chaos Warchief used all the Blackrock Fortress he had slammed down—
—After being instantly linked to and taken control of the Ancient Staff in Kasgar's hands, the Black Crusade, which broke out at the beginning of the forty-first millennium, came to an abrupt end.
In response, the Chaos Warmaster declared, "I will definitely return!" He then led his remaining forces in a retreat toward the Eye of Terror.
The Sun Lord did not stop him—according to him, Abaddon had killed more Chaos traitors than anyone else, and had sealed Draconion for all of humanity.
If this guy is gone, the damage caused by Draconian alone will be incalculable.
He is far more useful alive than dead.
"Hahahaha-"
According to Casca's explanation, a joyous atmosphere filled the victory celebration held at Fort Cadia.
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In the early part of the forty-first millennium, the construction team of the network discovered the figure of the original Chagatai Khan in one of the network channels.
However, because the latter was speeding too fast, before anyone could stop him, he had already disappeared into the depths of the net lane.
However, there are also rumors that when Khan appeared on the internet, there were eyewitness testimonies that said they saw several pointy-eared demi-humans sitting in the car seat when Khan sped away—of course, such claims are just unverified rumors and cannot be considered true.
Well, it's not really true.
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Several years after the discovery of the Khan's trail, and given that much of the Imperium's infrastructure had been completed, Kasgar, at the strong request of Primarch Vorgrim, chose to relinquish his duties as Sunlord.
"Let us announce the new Lord of the Sun—Louise Dante—at this banquet!"
"Congratulations!"
"Congratulations......"
"Uh... congratulations?"
At a lavish banquet held on Holy Terra, Kasgar handed over the position to Dante, the former Grand Master of the Blood Angels and now Lord of the Sun.
After completing the original casting, Dante, who has no lifespan issues, is absolutely capable of undertaking this task with the assistance of Primarch Guilliman.
However, for some reason, the latter seemed rather unhappy.
Yeah, why?
(Guilliman, Dante: How could you be so selfish! Pah!)
The dinner at the Holy Terra was very lavish.
The delicacies from Eldar allies—oops, I mean, Ark-dwelling allies with pointed ears—added a lot to the feast. However, these things were quite expensive. Fortunately, Lemanrus had not yet returned. If he had come back to attend this banquet, he would have eaten up the entire year's worth of supplies in the Ark world.
Aside from the still-bitter-faced Loliman, the remaining Primarchs who were able to attend the banquet were all amazed by Casca's journey so far.
Despite not being the original entity (not being the original entity at all), it was able to turn the tide and save humanity's fate in the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago and the battle ten thousand years later.
It's unimaginable what a wretched state the human empire would be in without Casca.
The dinner lasted a long time.
It wasn't until late at night that Kasgar, persuaded by many Primarchs and Highlords (especially Guilliman and Dante), boarded the Phoenix Sons' flagship with the help of Fugrim.
"It's finally over."
In the Emperor's Pride bedroom, Fugrim held Kasgar in his arms and sighed.
"Yes, it's finally... over."
Along the way, they encountered all sorts of hardships and obstacles.
"But we all kept our promise, didn't we?"
Now, he can finally get some rest.
Casca lay there quietly.
But perhaps this break won't last long.
It's not over yet.
The remnants of the orcs, including the peerless warriors, are still shouting "Emperor!" all over the galaxy, looking for fights. Their power is even evolving along with the rise of the human empire. Moreover, these guys are very good at running away, especially by often escaping their pursuit by entering the warp.
Of course, at the same time, after the Eldar lost the Slaanesh who were suppressing them, some Arks seemed to be secretly trying to revive the former Eldar Empire. Although they were allies on the surface, there were quite a few undercurrents in their private affairs.
"Actually... these are not my biggest concerns."
Do you know what I'm most afraid of?
"what?"
"Ourselves."
As if something that had happened before would happen again, during his time as the Lord of the Sun, he had witnessed far too much of the filth hidden behind prosperity.
The interests of the traveling merchants and ronin were secretly colluding, and many sector governors were secretly delaying construction, with instances of outward compliance but inward defiance being commonplace.
Meanwhile, the Interstellar Consortium has continued to expand into more worlds with the establishment of the Internet technology.
For example, the Glocks Burger manufacturing conglomerate's influence has begun to infiltrate Holy Terra.
As for the Astartes... not everyone considers themselves to belong to the same race as mortals—many Space Marines have begun to openly believe that they are more noble and powerful than ordinary mortals and deserve more benefits and power.
The human empire is in dire need of rebuilding, and much of its construction relies on them.
"Under these circumstances, many Space Marines chose to believe that they were the future of humanity, and that the rest of the 'inferior' would be eliminated or enslaved by them."
There is still a long way to go.
"Moreover—I also saw the Chaos Gods lurking in that peaceful warp."
"The Chaos Gods? Haven't you already destroyed them all?"
"No, they will never die."
Kasga sighed softly.
Those four entities will never be eliminated.
As long as humanity exists, and as long as there are divisions among humans, even if everyone travels through the network instead of the warp, they will not disappear.
The Four Chaos Gods will learn from this defeat, becoming even more cunning and troublesome, and will return with an even more unrecognizable appearance.
"We cannot let our guard down."
Kasga took a deep breath and said, as if he had made up his mind.
"We must continue our expedition."
Casca gazed at the vast, boundless starry sky outside the porthole and spoke calmly.
Back then, he dreamed about the future while riding the Chemos.
"Take all of us, including the Phoenix Child and you, and let's go together."
However, if that's the case, they might not be able to return to Chemos and live a carefree life as Fugrim had hoped.
Casgar was deeply apologetic about this.
"Forgrim, I wonder if you would be willing to stay with me—"
"What else needs to be said? Casgar?"
She whispered in Casca's ear.
"Back then, we made a promise to move towards the endless sea of stars for the sake of this world and for all those who are still suffering."
"Have you forgotten?"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
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In the early part of the forty-first millennium, human hero and honorary lifelong Sunlord Kasgar Sherlock, along with his consort, Third Legion Primarch Vograim, departed Holy Terra aboard the Imperial Pride.
Towards the boundless void, towards the profound universe, towards the darkest place where light cannot reach.
Forever—forward.
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(End of the book)
New book! *Warhammer: What? Primarchs Have Become Reality?* is back!
The Centaur gold ring is the most comfortable to write about!
(The new book is currently under review, so it will probably take a while.)
Summary:
Thirty years, a centaur, a gold ring.
[Each simulation will take you into the world of the Primarchs, where you will spend thirty years with them and receive rewards based on the final result.]
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In the 40K era, Livy, a wandering merchant facing tithes and the threat of space pirates, finds a strange centaur gold ring.
With the power of the gold ring, he entered different pseudo-scripture worlds and encountered female archetypes with different personalities.
In Caliban, he wished to become the Warmaster and accompany him;
In Nostrama, there is Coz, who vowed to hunt him down to the ends of the earth and never be separated from him.
In Barbarossa, Mortalian remained silent, always following seven steps behind him;
as well as...
Horus, who made stars fall, made the sea of stars boil, and made the Milky Way burn.
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After several simulations, Livy successfully established his merchant ronin dynasty.
"but..."
"Just in case, I mean just in case."
"What if the female archetypes in the pseudo-scriptures are real... and they all come to the real world to meet me? What should I do?"
puff.
Li Wei didn't laugh.
But Coz on the roof, the inner ring in the closet, Alpha hiding under the bed, Little Ma making psionic harassing phone calls, Kylieman who was nine hours away from arriving, and Loka hiding in the warp and Corax blocking her door all laughed.
The room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.