As if in a nightmare with no end in sight, Fogen finally woke up.

Everything of the Demon Origin was carried by him, and those extremely painful memories were successfully purified by the blessings of the Ten Thousand Dao, and the madness and poison were forced out of the body to be completely cut off, and they could no longer cause harm to him.

As for the countless sins he has committed, he still needs to atone for them one by one with practical actions in the future.

There is no doubt that this process will not be smooth sailing.

But the purple phoenix, reborn from the ashes, is ready to face anything.

He will once again carry the banner of leading the progress of all mankind, no matter what lies ahead.

The moment he saw Fogen's eyes, Killiman knew that his brother had really returned.

Completely free from the vicious curse of chaos, no longer enslaved by the forces of darkness.

And after experiencing such ups and downs, the phoenix in front of him is even more glamorous than before the fall.

"Welcome back."

Killiman's nose was a little sour.

He strode forward, embraced Fugen with open arms, and rejoiced in his brother's redemption.

"It's been a hard time for you to hold up the entire empire alone during this time, Killiman."

Feeling the temperature of the blood relatives in his arms, Fugen's mood was extremely relaxed.

This joy is far more precious than the intense stimulation of the mindless pursuit of the Lord of Pleasure.

"Besides, since I'm back, I have to be prepared to work until I die, and the empire still has a lot of things to deal with." Talking about this topic, Killeman let go of his hand and reminded him seriously.

"You're a little too unamorous, and you actually mention work at such a touching moment." Fugan couldn't help but complain with a sad face.

"I don't want that either, brother, it's all because of circumstances."

With that, Killiman raised the Emperor's Sword again and looked at the surrounding Slaanesh Demon Army.

It's not the time to let your guard down, there are enemies to deal with right now.

The Chaos Demons were stunned by the scene in front of them. Even the restless nature, which was originally crazy and indulgent, as if it had ADHD, was suppressed for a while, and the whole army was silent at the moment.

They can feel the Fallen Primordial Body, which belongs to the Lord of Pleasure, disappear.

After a great battle, the two beings finally became one, and became the man in front of him who exuded a nasty aura.

"Are you still there, Fogrem, sober up and don't become a slave to the cursed again!"

The Queen of the Hunt loudly tries to regain the consciousness of the Demon Primordial.

It seems to him that after a man has tasted indulgence as he pleases, it is hard to imagine that he is willing to be bound by such frivolous things as morality and honor.

"I'm very conscious now, Charahi Demon Calamity, I've been taken care of so much before, and now it's time to give a little [reward]."

Fugen clenched the black sword in his hand, and his eyes glowed with golden light with a look of indifference.

The two brothers, one on the left and one on the right, slowly leaned forward and posed a posture of encirclement and suppression at the secret keeper.

Facing two genetic primitives at the same time, no matter how skilled the Demon Calamity is, there is no possibility of victory.

The Lord of Pleasure saw this through the eyes of the Keeper of the Secrets, and thundered in the splendid and bereaved court, and a deep sorrow spread throughout the Six Rings of Desire, and the demons fell into a wail.

The decisive battle was a gamble on the fate of the army, and this time he lost.

Not only did Slaanesh fail to win back Aisha, but he made a good appearance in front of his brothers, but instead lost the precious demon prototype in his hand.

And if he didn't withdraw in time, his losses would increase even further, after all, the Emperor's Sword in Killiman's hand was a weapon capable of killing demons once and for all.

Xia Lahi's mood at the moment was uneasy, for fear that his master would be angry and choose to let it go up and force it, and the entire demon army cowered, without the slightest arrogance of the previous flying and domineering.

The appearance of the Golden Army was the last straw that overwhelmed the mentality of the Slaanesh Demon Army.

Through the network beneath the throne, a force of the Emperor's Forbidden Army and the Sisters of Silence descended on the battlefield, apparently ready to be met by the Terra Palace.

"It's not over yet!"

Seeing that the situation could not be forced, after obtaining the consent of Slaanesh, Shalahi could only throw away the next cruel word, and then led his subordinates to flee in a huff.

The Dark Spirit Clan led by Victor, the overlord of the Hidden Capital, also chose to withdraw all the troops after knowing that they had no chance to make a profit.

It wasn't until a few minutes later, when no demons could be seen in the depths of the network, and the power of chaos retreated like a tide, leaving only the combined forces of humans and spirits around, that everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

Fugen, on the other hand, finally couldn't hold back the exhaustion anymore and planted headlong towards the ground.

This sudden scene caused the sons of the phoenix to exclaim in amazement, and their mood was suddenly extremely tense.

Fortunately, Killiman, who was next to him, was quick and supported his brother in time, so that the latter would not make a big appearance in front of everyone.

"Are you alright?"

As early as the hug just now, Killiman felt the weakness of Fogen's body. It was just in order not to let the enemy feel that there was an opportunity, so the two cooperated with each other and forcibly finished the scene.

"It's okay, it's just a little too tired, just take a little breath." Hollowed out by the self-internal friction just now, Fugen's face turned pale at this time, and he squeezed out a very reluctant smile, "You also know that our bodies are not so fragile. ”

"But no one has ever encountered something like this that happened to you."

Still very worried, Killiman hurriedly summoned a medical vehicle and asked the pharmacist to treat him.

Fugen still wanted to insist, but was forcibly persuaded by Killiman: "Now that the battle is over, it's better for you to rest first, and leave the rest to us." ”

In this way, the Space Marines of the Children of the Phoenix picked up their exhausted father.

Seeing Fugen being put in the medical van, Killiman turned his attention to Vimu, who was the initiator: "This time it's really thanks to you. ”

Wei Mu smiled and waved his hand: "It's all for the empire, and I'm just using a dead horse as a live horse doctor." ”

Killiman, however, still solemnly saluted him with an eagle: "I am thanking you on behalf of my brothers. ”

The respect from the original body made Wei Mu feel a little at a loss, but the other party had already said this, and he had to accept it.

"I can understand your excitement right now, Killiman, but this is not a safe place, we need to get out as soon as possible." Evelene on the side reminded.

The enemy is only temporarily retreating, and he may come back at any time, and the situation in the network is chaotic, and only by arriving at the safe area early can he rest and recuperate.

Killiman nodded after hearing this, and then led by the Golden Legion, he led the army and began to move in the direction of Karasta City.

With Aisha in a cage on her back, the coalition didn't move very fast.

The group didn't know how long they had been in the tunnel, but they could finally see the figure of the lost city through the fog.

Kalasta City, a once-extremely prosperous city of the Spirit Clan.

However, the first cry of Slaanesh's birth killed all the natives within, turning the place into a dead field.

Later, the emperor discovered this place and ambitiously launched his artificial network project, trying to help all mankind completely free from the influence of the subspace and complete the ascension to a psionic race.

Later, it was the "Magnus Fool" that broke the artificial network, and countless Chaos demons tried to use it to flood Terra, so that the Golden Army's non-existent network war began.

Now, 10,000 years later, the city of Karasta has been largely restored – supposedly as a result of the Forbidden Army's efforts to train its members in civil engineering, and finally a chance to get rid of the desolation and regain its life.

Under the arrangement of Trajan, the commander of the forbidden army, the Sun Lord, who was previously responsible for blocking the reinforcements of Nurgle, has been stationed in it, ready to meet the coalition forces.

The coalition forces, which had experienced all the twists and turns of food, medicine, and lodging rooms, continued to recuperate.

Of course, they did much more than that.

Before entering the city, a huge and ornate red carpet spreads out of the main road, and it is clear that it has been laid specifically to welcome everyone.

Flower petals flutter in the wind, and buildings are lit up.

Seeing this, Wei Mu came to the side of the goddess of life, urged the green light ring in his hand, and forcibly changed the shape of the iron cage of Nurgle.

Subspace creation itself is changeable and malleable, and this change in shape does not affect the actual nature of things.

"What are you doing!"

The spirits suddenly became nervous, thinking that the human side was going to do something.

If an ally in front of him launches a backstab, they will be in a situation from which they will never recover.

"Don't panic, isn't this about to come to our territory - I know that Kalasta City is the relic of your spirit race, but that was a long time ago, and now that it is under the jurisdiction of the Empire, your visit is always a diplomatic matter, and the visit is still a god-level big man, so it doesn't feel very decent to go directly like this." Wei Mu explained.

The mother goddess of the dignified spirit clan was finally freed from Nurgle's clutches, but was locked in an iron cage and transported to human territory.

I know that it is forced by the situation, and those who don't know think that I am escorting prisoners.

The scene in front of them really didn't feel decent, especially the Aydarin clan was still arrogant, but because the previous war was too urgent, they couldn't take care of this aspect for a while.

"So what do you mean by that?" Thousand Faces Visage asked, frowning.

His right hand had grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, still on full alert.

"Do as the locals do!" Wei Mu explained simply, "Before entering the industrial age, the big people on our side used to ride this kind of thing called a sedan chair when they went out for a short time, and they were directly carried by manpower. ”

Under his remodeling, the original cold black iron cage was transformed into a gorgeous sedan chair.

The main body of the sedan chair is made of camphor wood, with a variety of exquisite reliefs, and the curtain is also embroidered with auspicious patterns such as rich flowers and Danfeng Chaoyang, which looks very gorgeous, and is quite compatible with other surrounding arrangements.

Even though there was a huge cultural difference between the two sides, the Elveins at least knew that it would be much better to let Aisha ride such a fancy thing than to be locked up in an iron cage.

As for the issue of the sedan chair bearer, no matter how big the ordinary people are, they are still not worthy of such humble service by the Phoenix Lords.

They are people at the pinnacle of the spirit society, heroes of heroes, and they will never tolerate the slightest humiliation.

However, the object of this service is the creator of the mythical and legendary Ida, the mother goddess of all the spirit races, and they carry the sedan chair for Aisha is not a humiliation at all, but a supreme glory that bears the fate of the entire race.

I can actually notice this kind of detail, so for their sake.

This kid is not bad, quite sincere.

It could be seen that Wei Mu was not lying, and after a brief look at each other, the Phoenix Lords gave Wei Mu a look of approval, and then they lifted the big red sedan chair and walked onto the red carpet.

They were greeted by the playing of various musical instruments and the volley of countless salutes.

The best honor guards in the empire were summoned here, standing on either side of the red blankets, each of them singing, dancing, and rapping, and now showing their talents to the fullest.

The welcoming procession stretched all the way to the palace in the deepest part of the city—the sudden and huge battle overwhelmed the visiting spirits for a moment.

"What the hell are these monkeys up to? Have you ever seen something like this before? The Spirit Lord frowned and asked his companion beside him in a low voice.

"It seems to be a welcome ceremony. When we met them before, it was already good not to fight directly, and it was normal that we hadn't seen them. The other party just shrugged his shoulders and didn't pay much attention to it.

"What, then, about those religious lunatics? They all looked excited, and I remember that they should only worship their own emperor. The lord pointed to Walkma and the others of the Empire's State Religion.

"Maybe it's because I'm impressed after meeting the true God, but I'm already a religious madman, and my thinking naturally won't go anywhere." The other party replied.

In the eyes of the vast majority of spirits, this inexplicable operation of human beings is only the confusing behavior of inferior creatures.

"Our empire is a state of etiquette, and this is all about showing our hospitality." Wei Mu introduced it to everyone.

As soon as these words came out, the corners of the spirit clan's mouths twitched.

A state of etiquette and hospitality?

As for your empire's virtue that will be extinct if you catch the alien, how can you be embarrassed to say such a thing?

However, it is not to blame these humans for spending so much effort to prepare for Aisha's arrival.

Fighting side by side as allies and greeting the enthusiasm of the people of the Empire after a great victory, the proud Aeldari enjoyed themselves with dignity.

Just because the spirits don't know what is happening in front of them doesn't mean that Killiman doesn't know either.

At this time, the master of the Ultramarines only felt that his head hurt: "Are you really afraid that after they react, they will be angry and hurt people?" ”

This kid led the people of the state religion to pull the media for the emperor, and he was very interested in finding his stepmother, and he was not afraid of messing things up.

Wei Mu smiled, and the expression on his face was not panicked at all: "It's already past the door, are you afraid that they will turn against Tiangang?" ”

Killiman asked solemnly, "Honestly, what do you think, I have no objection to using Aisha's power to repair the emperor's body, and strengthening the relationship with the Spirit Race is also in the interests of the current empire, but this kind of extraneous and self-defeating operation is not necessary in my opinion - and even if you want to do it, this is not a normal process, right?" ”

Finding an alien partner for his lonely father, who was half-paralyzed, Killeman always felt weird in his heart.

Wei Mu continued to say with a hippie smile: "I mean to put this matter on the shelf first, so that everyone has a psychological preparation, even if the situation is not right, you can also push all the problems on me, it is very convenient to advance or retreat, as for the smooth development, and then worship the church to get married or something, let's find a good day and auspicious day, and then send out invitations." ”

"Sending out invitations?" Killeman seemed to realize something, "You mean that in the future we can use the so-called [wedding date] as an opportunity for a decisive battle with the traitors?" ”

"That's right." Wei Mu nodded, "Let's make such a big fuss, and we've been in the limelight recently, it's impossible for the dark gods to be unbearable and smash the field, it is estimated that other fallen primordials will also appear one by one, they are all tumors destined to be uprooted in the empire, it depends on whether we can withstand it by then." ”

(End of chapter)