“…… What's that? Grey Wind looked up from the Lingbo Astronomical Telescope and looked at Russell with incredible eyes.

Russell was about to speak, but he was speechless for a while, and after spending a few minutes organizing the language, he didn't answer Grey Wind's question directly, but asked her another question in turn: "Do you remember what the god the green-skinned orcs believed in?" ”

"Brother and Brother Mao? It's those two cunning and cruel green guys. Grey Wind replied quickly, "But does this have anything to do with the Emperor's current state?" ”

"Yes." Russell nodded and said, gesturing in Terra's direction.

To be precise, he pointed to the illusory green shadow that appeared like a ghost at the emperor's feet and behind the golden throne: "If you were to give that guy a name, it would probably be called Brother Emperor, or Brother Huang." ”

Gray Wind was stunned: "Ah this." ”

Grey Wind quickly understood what Russell meant: "My dear, you mean, just as the indulgence and depravity of the Spirit Race disturbed the Sea of Souls and gave birth to Slaanesh, the belief in the Emperor of the Orcs, brainwashed by the Celestial Judgment, also began to have an impact on the Emperor himself, turning the Lord of Mankind [Emperor] into [Emperor Brother] and [Emperor Brother]? ”

"So to speak." Russell nodded yes.

"But that's not right, is it?" Gray Wind frowned: "The process of the Spirit Race giving birth to Slainshin was a long one, and the Spirit Empire at that time was almost the overlord of the galaxy, both the number of Spirit Mouths and the impact on subspace were extremely huge. ”

"Rao is the huge size of the Spirit Empire, and their dark depravity has continued for tens of thousands of years, and the subtle soul disturbances continue to accumulate day after day in the sea of souls, which is why the Lord of Pleasure was born in this universe."

Grey Wind continued, "In comparison, the orcs who believe in the Emperor are far inferior to the Spirit Empire back then, both in terms of the number of believers and the time of their faith. Even if the orcs' beliefs did have an effect on the Emperor, it shouldn't have been so quickly and so directly apparent? ”

Russell touched the back of Ash Wind's head with relief: "My little Ash has become smarter." ”

"I've always been smart." Grey Wind narrowed his eyes happily, "So why is that?" ”

Russell stopped stroking her head and gently pinched the delicate chin of Gray Wind, and said, "You're right, the dark fall of the Spirit Empire that won the battle of heaven lasted for tens of millions of years, and their desires continued to accumulate over a long span of time, until they finally erupted ten thousand years ago, tearing open the eye of fear and giving birth to Slaanesh. ”

"—but." Russell shifted the conversation.

"But?" Grey Wind tilted his head.

"But in fact, long before Slaanesh was actually 'born', Slaanesh was already exerting influence on the Spirit Race." Russell said lightly: "There is no concept of time in subspace, which means that once the gods who exist in the highest heavens are born, they exist on all timelines. ”

"Therefore, some scholars of the Spirit race believe that the fall of the Spirit race is on the one hand their own innate factor, and on the other hand, it is also influenced by Slaanesh, and the future Slaanesh seduced the past Spirit race through the timeline, and he used this way to accelerate the fall of the spirit race and promote his own birth."

Gray Wind nodded incomprehensibly, and she walked over to the Lingbo Astronomical Telescope, leaning down and bringing her eyes to the observation window.

On the Golden Throne, the two looming illusory green shadows had vanished, leaving only a cricket, dry corpse sitting on the throne, burning with golden flames.

"In the future, the human emperor will be divided into [Emperor Brother] and [Emperor Brother], and they who exist in the future have begun to influence the current emperor through the timeline to escort their own birth......"

Gray Wind triumphantly said, 'I see, now I totally understand'.

"So what does the current emperor have to do to make the emperor and the emperor brother successfully born?" Russell muttered to himself with interest, his purple eyes staring in Terra's direction.

In the palace, Alexander, the commander of the Forbidden Army's shield company, collapsed to the ground in pain, his eyes drooping with golden tears.

The incomprehensible jumble of tones flashed through his brain, and the bizarre scenes flickered as frequently as a movie show, and if it weren't for the physical strength of the Forbidden Army, any other psionic could only survive this level of indoctrination on the spot, and Alexander survived.

In the blazing psionic flames of the Golden Throne, the illusion of Flyer faded away, and a vast picture was frozen in front of Alexander.

It was a nest capital covered in steel, and the orbit of the overwhelmed planet was densely packed with cast-iron ships inscribed with various abstract patterns.

There are so many of them that they form a fully enveloping metal shell almost in the outer orbit of this planet.

Its mass is so great that even the rotation of the planets is slowed down, almost to the point of tidal locking.

This is a fallen planet located in the northeast of the Sun Star Domain, which has been reduced to a ground meat battlefield for countless orc clans to fight each other - Armageddon.

【Go there.】 】

Ten thousand voices echoed in Alexander's head.

The scene zooms out to the surface of the planet through the metal shell of the ship, where a large army of heavily armed troops marches through the wilderness on the rusty land covered in industrial waste.

Their pace is uniform, their equipment is armed to the teeth, and every tactic they use is very familiar to the Praetorian Army, it is the tactics of the Astarte Holy Codex...... The Holy Book of War written by Robert Killiman himself.

The blue power armor is embellished with a white 'Ω' emblem and the dark green skin has battle scars, this is the 'Extreme Clan' that is conquering the city on Armageddon, and its leader is the orc emperor 'Maurius Ranza'.

Alexander's vision was fixed on the 7-meter-tall orc emperor, a mountain-like monster wielding a massive war hammer across the battlefield, killing a large number of other orcs of the rival clan.

On the handle of its warhammer, it is prominently decorated with a 'mechanical double-headed eagle' rudely welded from steel sheets and wire.

[It will be victorious.] 】

Ten thousand voices rang in Alexander's head.

[It must be victorious.] 】

[It cannot fail to win. 】

Ten thousand voices chattered in Alexander's head.

Then the picture changed again, and one scene after another flew by in front of Alexander's eyes, and the size of the orc emperor, who was originally more than 7 meters tall, swelled all the way to 13 meters in the endless war, as if it had become a super monster that was larger than the war dog-level Titans.

Maurius Tsa walked on the green corpses of the mountains to the top of the nest and sat on the [Khan Throne] that it had destined.

With the dual divine choice of Brother and Brother Mao, and the supreme identity of the Great Khan, the great khan who rules all the green-skinned orcs in the whole galaxy, Maurius Zaisa sat on the throne of the Khan, and roared out the words that changed the course of the entire galaxy history:

"Brother Di is brutal and cunning! Brother Huang is cunning and ferocious! ”

"For the sake of Brother Emperor and Brother Huang, Waaagh!! ——！！！ ”

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Volume 4, Chasing the Galaxy.

Finish.

(End of chapter)