"This shouldn't be our fate!"

"Humanity has never done anything wrong!"

"The culprits are the traitors who have turned their backs on their race!"

Moore thinks that the "hurting scorpions" in Vimu's mouth refer to the group of traitors of the Chaos Space Marines, after all, they are the ones who have opened the Great Rift now, and they also plan to further destroy the entire galaxy, put aside that evil and become a big evil, but you can't expel them.

More wanted to argue with Vimu.

Ke Weimu just shook his head, indicating that he had lost interest in the topic, which made Moore depressed.

Has this guy stayed with the Elves for too long, and now he's starting to learn to be a Riddler?

Unable to get an answer, Moore could only reflect on himself, what is the fatal root of human beings, so that in the eyes of this kid, human beings can't even compare with the group of sharp-eared bean sprouts that have created great evil, and thus fall into a deep philosophical dilemma.

And just like that, the days in the black library passed day by day.

Wei Mu spends a lot of time every day looking for reference books and reading more information to provide material for his next work.

Moore fought with the clowns every day and honed his skills, although he was exhausted by the toss, he still gained something.

He actually wanted to learn about the taboo of Chaos, but was warned by the robed villain Jawa that he was not strong enough to be at risk of being corrupted by Chaos.

"Then why is he okay?" Moore pointed to Wei Mu, who was indulging in reading in the distance, "Isn't the power of that pen still sleeping?" He's just a mortal. ”

"His situation is very special, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to accept it, chaos can't invade his mind." Jawa replied.

How can such a guy exist, he is really more angry than human.

Moore had no access to the Chaos-related texts, so he could only browse through the various knowledge gathered by other spirit races.

Jawa himself told the White Prophet of the Spirit Race that it was possible to clear the chaos and corrosion of the Black Library, but it would take more manpower and time, and although there was no way to solve this problem immediately, at least there was an eyebrow.

If humanity and the Eldars were to form an alliance, nothing would be a problem anymore.

Everything looks harmonious.

Until one day, news came from outside the dark library that Stern, the battle nun who had left suddenly, had returned, and she looked in tatters, and she didn't know how many disasters she had experienced along the way.

She came back with her, and the clown who had been caught by her and her sisters and had a few teeth knocked out when she helped spread the Apocrypha, remembered to be called Kaiani.

Of course, with the superb medical technology of the Spirit Clan, the clown's teeth that were knocked out at the beginning have long since regrown.

Stern's return to the Black Library should have been the way he helped lead the way.

And, more crucially, Stern brought a book with her—a book written by herself, which, though rather dilapidated, is a true classic.

Even the laughing god who stayed in the depths of the room every day and didn't know what he was plotting came out to welcome Stern's return.

"I can feel the power in that book, and it looks like your Slaanesh problem has been solved." There was surprise in Lego's tone.

He thought that Stern's visit was unlucky, and he didn't expect this battle nun to bring him such a big gift.

"Yes, it was worth it, even though it was a very difficult process and we made a lot of sacrifices." Stern's expression was a little pained, but his gaze was very determined.

"What the hell is going on?" Wei Mu asked.

Just by looking at this posture, you can guess that there must have been a lot of deaths among them.

Then, Stern told everyone in front of her about her experience during this time.

The cause of the incident was a technical order working on some kind of anti-demon weapon.

This is not an uncommon occurrence, and there are many technical departments in the empire that are working on related projects, but very little progress has been made.

However, the "Order of the Holy Inquisition" did make a breakthrough in related aspects, and it was a very huge breakthrough - they seemed to have found Slaanesh's real name.

It's just that the way they did this project was by tossing a Slaanesh demon named Astrath.

As expected, they overturned.

The Great Demon took the opportunity to escape, and in turn killed all the 700 nuns present, and made their bodies and minds into a terrifying and evil thing, screaming cages, tormenting these mortals who dared to offend the taboo of the Prince of Darkness day and night.

"So how did you get out of that big devil?" Moore asked curiously.

"Get out? No, I banished it, with my colleagues. Stern said coldly.

"You killed a big demon?" Moore's eyes widened.

You must know that the Great Demon can be described as a first-line combat force under the evil god, just existing here can distort the surrounding laws and bring huge damage to the environment, although the strength is high and low, it is far from an existence that ordinary people can contend with.

Even among the famous heroes of the Space Marines, there are very few who can kill the Great Demon.

"Of course, my personal strength is no match for the Great Demon, but the God Emperor blesses, at the most critical moment, the seven hundred sisters who were tortured resonated with my soul, they never gave in, and it was their faith and sacrifice that gave me the strength to defeat the demon. This power is still surging in me, but I don't know how to use it. Stern explained.

The squealing cage it made connected the minds of the seven hundred nuns, just to let them feel the boundless pain together, but it was precisely for this reason that the seven hundred consciousnesses turned into a powerful whole, and only a complete container was needed to carry them, and they could release infinite power.

"That's right, the strength of this nun is far beyond the reach of others, if you can develop that power in your body well, I'm afraid there are few individuals under the original body who can compete with her." The laughing god affirmed on the side.

"There is still such an operation? It only takes the sacrifice of 700 nuns to create a powerful warrior who can compete with the Great Demon? ”

Moore was dumbfounded to hear the ins and outs of the matter.

If this method can be mass-produced, then any planet under the command of the empire can easily pull out 10,000 such fierce people, so why worry that chaos cannot be pacified and aliens cannot be solved at that time?

If Abaddon dared to come, his legs and feet would be broken.

But Morr's way of speaking made Stern quite unhappy, and he sounded like she thought her fellow sacrifices were some kind of consumables.

"I'm so sorry, forgive me for being so straightforward." Moore also sensed his faux pas and quickly apologized.

Stern did not reply, still seeming to grieve the loss of his colleague.

However, Stern's way of gathering souls to gain power reminded Wei Mu of another similar thing.

"How does your experience sound similar to the origin of the emperor?" Wei Mu subconsciously spoke.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent.

Even the clowns who were just watching the play from the sidelines were shocked by the shocking secret that was suddenly revealed.

Only the expression on the face of the smiling god Xi Lego is still smiling, holding a coffee cup from nowhere, and posing as if he is ready to watch a good show.