Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

"I need you to follow this route and destroy all the Randan planets you encounter along the way. In this process, you need to lead the fleet yourself, and our allies will help you." said the traveler.

"You won't be accompanying the fleet?" Khan said with some surprise.

"Yes, next will be my second clash with the Randan Overlord. He will not accompany the Randan fleet. He has been wounded. Any mortal who comes near him will feel his pain, and even death is impossible," the Traveler said. In this battle, the Randan Overlord was injured. For mortals, anything related to a deity is terrifying and must be avoided. Even if a deity harbors no ill will toward mortals, its thoughts, dreams, and even the slightest revelation can be fatal to mortals. This category encompasses a wide range of mortals, including Space Marines, Sisters of Silence, Alpha-class psykers, and of course, demons as well. As for the Primarch, it requires identification...

"I know you have a lot of questions, but now is not the time for you to explore all of this. The only one attacking you is the Randan fleet, but unfortunately, this time, I can no longer give you power. I have to invest my power in another battlefield." said the traveler.

"I've looked at this route, and there are many places that are inaccessible by warp navigation. How can we possibly get through here if you don't follow the fleet?" asked the Khan.

"Sanguinius, tell me what you think." The traveler did not answer the Khan, but looked at Sanguinius next to him.

"I have a feeling the Eldar will send personnel to assist us. We will not travel through the universe through the Warp, but through a special Webway. This is a channel built between the Warp and the physical universe." Sanguinius said.

"Is this a prophecy?" the Khan asked curiously. Some of his prophets were also well versed in this.

"I guess so. It should be some kind of psychic power." Sanguinius responded.

"I actually have a question: are the prophecies real?" Khan was no stranger to prophecies; he could even say that the predictions of the White Scars prophets had greatly helped him. But like all those who encountered prophecies, Khan always had a question: were the prophecies inevitable? If so, what was the point of striving and changing? If not, what was the point of prophecies?

"Prophecy only sees certain branches among the countless threads of the future. Due to the limitations of ability, different people see different things and make different choices. Nothing can contain all the possibilities of the future, not even the so-called gods. Therefore, prophecy is just a warning and reminder, and what the future will be like depends on our judgment and behavior. Many times, some people think that prophecy is irreversible. They may have tried, but ultimately failed. The reason is that there is a problem with the direction they are looking for, or they lack the ability." The traveler explained.

"Thank you for your teaching." The Khan bowed.

"I can't understand why we have to cooperate with the Eldar. These pointy-eared guys are full of prejudice against humans. Every word they say is filled with speciousness and conspiracy. Moreover, some of the Eldar are completely corrupt. They pursue cruelty, blood and conspiracy, and are the dirtiest existence in the universe. Is it really appropriate for us to cooperate with them?" Sanguinius said with some dissatisfaction.

"Emmm." After a moment's contemplation, the Traveler inserted a message into the minds of the two Primarchs. He briefly explained the current relationship between Humanity and the Eldar, as well as their previous collaborations. Of course, this simply informed the two Primarchs that the Eldar were not their enemies, but how the two sides would interact was up to them.

"Have some respect for the Eldar. This weakened civilization also has its superiors, and our goals are the same. We need to deal with common enemies, and the Milky Way is large enough to accommodate our civilizations. Your father also has this attitude." said the traveler.

"Although I will not accompany the fleet, I will also hold back Lord Randan. The Eldar will provide you with assistance. If nothing unexpected happens, after I severely injure Lord Randan, I will take you all home. After a period of rest, we will work together to completely put an end to this biggest stumbling block on the road to human revival since the beginning of the Great Crusade!" said the traveler seriously.

"What about you?" Khan asked. "And Bart..."

"Me? If we are lucky enough, we should have a chance to meet again. As for Bart, I'm sorry, Khan, if possible, I hope to leave a clone to travel in the galaxy to accompany you and your legion. I also want to continue fighting with Russ, drinking and eating meat together. But unfortunately, after this war, I will be silent for a while. I hope the time when we meet again is not far away." The traveler finally said.

"Everything for humanity, everything for the Empire, everything for the Emperor. We will always remember your achievements and everything you have done." Khan and Sanguinius knelt and saluted. In their opinion, the traveler who had already reached the pinnacle of the real universe was willing to pay such a huge price to fight a decisive battle with the Lord of Randan. This should be fully respected and remembered.

"Alright, we all need to prepare for our missions," the Traveler said, severing their connection. He was about to deliver a "great gift" to the Overlord of Randan. The two Primarchs were also about to prepare to receive the Eldar's envoys and part of their army.

Chapter 282: The Eldar? Just a bunch of face control!

"I now understand my father's greatness. The Great Crusade must proceed. We must unite all of humanity into a unified entity. Only in this way can we survive, and not be like the Eldar Empire, destroyed by its own corruption and excessive arrogance, and eventually become a fragmented mass. Not long ago, the remnants of the former galactic overlords were divided into the Ark Eldar, the Wild Eldar, and the Dark Eldar, each representing a distinct Eldar thought. The Ark Eldar still pursue their former glory, while the Wild Eldar chose to isolate themselves and live a seemingly peaceful life. The Dark Eldar are the darkest and unforgivable among them. They are the original evil and the dark side of the Eldar."

After learning some knowledge about the Eldar, the Khan said to Sanguinius that he now understood his father somewhat. The Emperor was indeed a tyrant, treating others as tools, placing them in positions that He deemed appropriate. When necessary, he would not hesitate to reduce the lives of millions of people, or even entire planets and galaxies, to ashes. But now, after witnessing the darkness within the galaxy and the depravity and corruption of some human worlds, and comparing it to the Eldar's past path, the Khan's recognition of the Emperor was elevated to a very high level.

"But now, they have united again under one banner. The high-ranking figures among the Eldar have integrated almost all the Eldar forces together. Even the nest of the Dark Eldar has been purified. It is obvious that they are also following a similar path as us. I hope we can maintain a good relationship in the future." Sanguinius said.

"That is the business of those in high positions. It has little to do with us. We just need to do our own thing." After experiencing the battle that just ended, the Khan had a very deep understanding of how big a thing one can do according to one's ability...

"Have you read the war records about the Eldar? They once fought alongside our brother Ferrus, and judging from the combat effectiveness they demonstrated, the current Eldar Legion is also a large-scale, well-equipped army with a clear division of labor. To some extent, they are not weaker than the Legion at the same scale. And because of the influence of factors such as the Webway and psychic power, in fact, at certain times, the Eldar Legion is more comprehensive." said the Khan.

Though the Eldar have declined, their ancestors were once prosperous, and the legions they have reorganized are truly powerful enough to dwarf many Space Marine legions. The vast Craftworlds are like planets, and vast Eldar pirate fleets have gathered in response to the call of the gods, roaming the Webway and the astral seas. From the largest battleships to destroyers, every type of warship is available.

As for intra-planetary combat, let's put it this way: from a military perspective, neither the White Scars nor the Blood Angels are as formidable as a full-fledged Eldar Legion. The Eldar Legion possesses everything from basic filler units to the highest-tier Warlord-level Titans, even the extremely rare Psychic Titans. Their armor and airpower are even more comprehensive. From the most basic repulsor-bike units to heavy Titan destroyers, the Eldar have it all! As for psychic powers, perhaps with the exception of the Thousand Sons or the "Hacked" units, any Space Marine Legion's psychic powers are inferior to the Eldar Legion.

"The power of the Eldar is unquestionable, but can they really be our friends? I don't know what kind of deal our father and Lord Balder made with each other, nor do I know who their common enemy is, but I will remain vigilant against the Eldar while trusting my father," said Sanguinius.

"As we experience more, we will discover our own shortcomings. We are not as strong and far-sighted as we think. So, let's just do our own thing. And this time we really need the help of the elves." said the Khan.

"You are right, my brother," Sanguinius nodded. Meanwhile, on a spaceship, the Eldar envoys were discussing similar matters. Contacts between the two great civilizations had always been conducted with caution.

--------

"Since the ancient times, my race has mastered the Webway, and with the gifts and help of the sages, we blocked the nightmare that swept the entire galaxy. In the following tens of millions of years, we relied on the Webway to build and maintain the Webway. Even after the resurgence of the enemy, we still relied on the Webway to escape the enemy's pursuit. And now, we are allowing a new race to enter the Webway. Is this right or wrong? Prophet Sorel, can you give me an answer?" asked Prince Oslan, the commander of the Eldar Legion from the Savage World.

"I have told you the answer, and you have taken action. The long river of fate is ever-changing, but there is always a clear thread. We cannot see through all the future, but as long as we follow the tide of history and fate, we will eventually reach the other side of victory." said the Prophet Sorel.

"And what you mean by a clear thread is that humanity will become the hegemon of the galaxy, taking over the crown that once belonged to the Eldar gods and empire?" Oslan felt a pang of discontent. Although the Savage Eldar he led had previously lived in seclusion in a single galaxy, that was also due to the pressures of life. Under the pressure of other civilizations in the galaxy and the powerful enemies in the Warp, Oslan and his people had to choose a low profile to survive.

But now, when another god appeared among the Eldar and basically solved the problem of the Eldar souls being devoured by the enemy, after the Ark Eldar and the Savage Eldar completed their integration, after the Dark Eldar were forced to choose between surrendering or dying, and after the Eldar regained possession of a continuous starry sky map, some of these former overlords, who had pride and conceit almost written into their bones, began to dream of restoring their former glory again.

"If I say that the era that once belonged to us has passed and it is time for the later civilizations to take over the responsibility of galactic order, you will be very unhappy. So why don't we go and see this rising race with our own eyes and feel their vitality and potential?" Prophet Sorel asked in return.

"I will carry out this mission well, but I have reservations about your point of view," said Prince Oslan.

"Your Excellency, I need to remind you that although the great God of the Dead has resurrected, the enemy is not far away. He and his minions still covet our souls and flesh. And the great Mother of Life is still imprisoned in the cage of another evil god. Who is our biggest enemy and who can help us fight against these evil beings? You must figure this out. You are in a high position and cannot be swayed by your own arrogance and emotions. At present, we are still standing in the quagmire." Prophet Sorel said seriously.

"Thank you for your guidance and advice." Prince Oslan's heart tightened and he said seriously.

"Okay, we will soon reach our target, you need to get ready." Prophet Sorel bowed and said. In this operation, Prince Oslan was the supreme commander. Even as a messenger of God, Prophet Sorel had to respect the secular power structure.

Honestly, this mission wasn't that difficult. It simply involved opening a portal in the Webway and guiding a route to prevent the Imperial Fleet from getting lost in the Webway. A team of prophets and specialized technicians would have been enough, but in the end, the Eldar Pantheon and the High Council decided to send high-ranking military officers to engage the Imperial Fleet.

In reality, the Eldar Legions and the Imperium of Man had previously engaged with each other, most notably the collaboration between another Eldar Legion and the Primarch of the Iron Hands, Ferrus. However, there hadn't been any extended period of mutual contact or understanding. Both sides, intentionally or unintentionally, maintained a distance, resulting in relatively peaceful relations.

But now, with the decisive battle drawing near, both sides have begun to try to establish closer communication between their respective leaders for the sake of the future anti-chaos cause. While the Traveler hasn't yet achieved godhood and can still maintain control, Prince Oslan has arrived. As for the Emperor? This golden figure has too much on his plate, too many things to attend to.

------

Whether due to the Imperial fleet's presence within the Randan Empire or the current delicate relationship between humanity and the Eldar, this meeting was kept very low-key. Even the warship carrying the Eldar delegation was disguised as an Imperial warship. After the warship docked in the vast sky, the Khan and the angels, accompanied by only a small number of guards, welcomed the delegation. While modest in scale, it was still the first formal contact between the secular high-level officials of both sides. As for contact between humans and Eldar gods, that's called a higher-dimensional contact...

"They are coming." The Primarch's superhuman vision and perception allowed him to see clearly the two Eldar representatives in the distance and the things behind them. Yes, the things behind them. The Khan had a vague feeling that there was a power surrounding the two men that did not belong to them. This power was strange and magical, and it was impossible to find its source.

"I know. Have you also noticed the difference between these Eldar and other Eldar?" Sanguinius responded.

"Yes, it is an unfathomable power." The Khan said this while looking at the legion's first prophet Yesugei beside him. The latter had a serious expression and hinted to the Khan not to explore the source of this power.

It has to be said that a more powerful Eldar Death God has made the situation of the Eldar much better. Not only has it basically solved the soul problems of the Eldar who believe in him, but he even has enough energy to take care of certain key figures.

"Somewhat like our father and Lord Balder," said Sanguinius.

"Or rather, they are the same kind of beings. The Eldar openly claim that they have received the protection of the Eldar gods, while our father and Lord Badr seem to have an ambiguous attitude towards this matter." Khan whispered.

"In fact, we or many people do not like the existence of gods, because in previous scriptures, the characteristics of gods and their behaviors are very unpleasant." Sanguinius said.

"Haha, my brother, we don't need to judge certain things based on assumptions. After all, if I'm not mistaken, there have never been gods among humans," the Khan said. "Our father and Lord Balder did everything for humanity, to ensure the continuation of our race in this dark sea of ​​stars. That's enough."

The Khan and Sanguinius showed ample respect for the two Eldar envoys. After all, the Khan possessed a high level of perception and spiritual awareness, while Sanguinius possessed the Emperor's divinity. They were not infants, and they understood the principle of looking at the Buddha's face before the monk's. Furthermore, they were the ones who needed help.

Meanwhile, two Eldar emissaries were also observing the Primarch and their guards in the distance.

"They carry the aura of a vibrant and prosperous civilization. Their spirit, virtues, efforts and contributions are enough to bring human civilization to a new height, just like the unique state of our race after we defeated the Star Gods and their servants. If it weren't for the evil existence in the warp, they would indeed become the children of destiny in the galaxy." said the Prophet Sorel.

As a divine messenger, Prophet Sorel understood the mutually beneficial relationship between the gods and mortals. Therefore, Prophet Sorel set his sights on the Astartes. The high morale unique to these elite human warriors impressed Prophet Sorel.

"The Primarchs among humans are truly extraordinary. They almost perfectly integrate the power of the Warp and the entities in the real universe. They can be seen as the pinnacle of biological evolution, a perfect fusion of physical entity and psychic energy. Especially the one dressed in gold and red armor with wings spread behind him, he can be called the incarnation of God on earth." Prince Oslan said with emotion as he looked at the two Primarchs, his words full of awe.

Prince Oslan had also survived the catastrophe that destroyed the Eldar. He had witnessed both their glory and their fall, but despite all this, this Eldar high-ranking official was, at heart, a "face-obsessed" individual. That's right, a "face-obsessed" individual. They admired beauty and power, pursuing ultimate elegance and perfection. Yet, even in his millennia of life, he had never seen a being as perfect as Sanguinius. That combination of strength and beauty, benevolence and power captivated him. Of course, the Khan beside him was also exceptional, a fact Prince Oslan acknowledged. He even doubted that any of the Eldar or other alien races he had encountered over the millennia could rival these two.

(The arrogance of the Eldar is also different for different people. They have enough sense of superiority towards the Space Marines, but they are still very respectful when they see the Primarch. Looking at the comments of the Death Army to Guilliman in the background and the help they provide, you can know that this group of interstellar long-eared people are a group of "face control")

"Welcome. We are here to greet our friends from afar in accordance with the Emperor's will. The galaxy is vast enough. I hope that in the future, our two races can live in harmony." Khan said first.

"We have a common enemy. In the deep subspace, beings emitting endless malice covet the souls of civilizations and intelligent creatures. I hope that we can work side by side in the future and fight for the glorious future of our two races. I hope that this war will be a good start between our two civilizations." Prince Oslan responded.

Communication during wartime was simple and efficient. Afterward, the leaders of both sides finalized some details, and the Eldar delegation was dispatched to their designated location. They would be responsible for the fleet's operations within the Webway. It was now time for the Traveler to separate from the fleet.

Chapter 283: Vaal Moon and Echoes (5K)

"Haha, you still chose to follow me," the Traveler said with a smile as he watched the Randan Overlord leaping through the Warp. The Traveler left the fleet, but the Randan Overlord didn't take the opportunity to destroy the Imperial fleet. The reason was simple: He couldn't afford to gamble. If He could destroy the Imperial fleet, the Traveler could use his divine power and power to destroy more Randan planets and fleets, even directly wiping out the Randan home planet. Therefore, the Randan Overlord could only keep a close eye on the Traveler, and then, under the Traveler's guidance, walked towards a battlefield that had been prepared for Him.

But before that, the Traveler still had one thing to do: take over the Vaal Moon, entrusted to him by the Eldar gods. Simply put, it was an Eldar forge world, but this forge world was different in that it actually contained the relics of the Eldar forge god! That was something special!

When the Eldar activated the beacon, the Traveler's clone directly crossed the vast distance and arrived at this dusty planet. When this planet, with a surface as smooth as a mirror, made of interwoven spirit bone and metal, reflecting the starlight, appeared before the Traveler, he could not help but sigh at the Eldar's peak technology!

In fact, there are many types of man-made or human-modified celestial bodies. For example, the Mountain Array is the size of an asteroid. The Randan War Moon is similar in nature to the Mountain Array. It is also the size of an asteroid. During the Beast Wars, the Orcs' War Moon was made from a hollowed-out asteroid.

The World Engine and the Vaal Moon before them surpassed these previous spatial megastructures. They were truly planet-sized and entirely technologically advanced, unlike the Orcish War Moon, which was hollowed out from a star. In terms of technological sophistication, the World Engine was powered by a bound C'tan. These things involved the very laws of the real world, and while they were considered technological, they bordered on metaphysics. The Vaal Moon was no less impressive. The traveler didn't know the details of the other Vaal Moons, but what was certain was that this one bore the legacy and echoes of Vaal, the Eldar god of construction.

As the Vaal Moon's shield descended, the Traveler's clone entered the interior of this artificial planet. Once again, the Two-Faced God's Chosen, Nyadra, and a large number of Ghost Prophets were there to greet them. Yes, Ghost Prophets. Currently, the only beings stationed here were Netherworld Constructs, with no normal Eldar to be seen. After a moment's careful observation, the Traveler understood the reason.

"I felt the death, wrath, and pain of a god," the traveler said with a complex expression. "If I remember correctly, this Vaal Moon was created in the final moments of the Eldar Forge God. He tried to use this artifact to resist Slaanesh, but in the end, he failed."

"Yes, my God. These are the weapons wielded by our God of Forge during that catastrophe. When his body was about to be devoured by Slaanesh, he cast them into the gap between reality and the void, waiting for those who come after him to pick them up and wreak vengeance on his nemesis." Nyadra bowed, his words filled with sorrow. The traveler now understood why the Eldar had gifted him such precious weapons.

On the one hand, this artifact perfectly aligns with the Traveler's role. Although the Traveler ascended to godhood through the concept of travel, over tens of thousands of years, the Traveler has unwaveringly pursued the fields of forging, technology, and invention. While he may not have mastered them all, he has contributed significantly. It's absolutely true that every Traveler harbors a heart for research and development. Therefore, the relic of the Eldar God of Forging is a perfect match for him.

On the other hand, the current Eldar are unable to handle the echoes of the Forge God, Vaul, before his death. Is Vaul considered the Eldar's primary deity? It's hard to say, but regardless, given his courage to battle Kain, he's undoubtedly far more powerful than the likes of Isa and Silogo. That was the final struggle and agony of a racial deity before its fall. Such a terrifying echo and reverberation is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary Eldar.

Some might ask, "Don't we still have the Eldar Death?" If the Death God fully matures, then dealing with this reverberation won't be a problem. However, the problem is that while the Death God appeared much earlier than in the background and is much more powerful, it's still in a state of impending emergence... Therefore, there's no real solution for this Vaal Moon. Under the power of the Death God, Nyadra and the Nether Construct can appear in the shallow layers of this Vaal Moon, but not deeper.

"I see. So, I need to purify it myself." The traveler nodded.

"Please do as you please," Niyadra said with a bow. The traveler then nodded slightly and disappeared from the spot in a flash. A soft sigh was heard from behind him.

Descending deeper into the Moon of Vaal, the Traveler surveyed the artificial celestial body. While its interior naturally contained numerous factories, warehouses, passageways, and energy facilities, this was merely the surface. Deep within, a vast expanse of space, perhaps even large enough to accommodate an entire moon, lay within. After traversing the surface, the Traveler finally glimpsed the interior, filled with machines contaminated by the power of Slaanesh and the spirits of dying gods, and with tortured souls. These objects, which would be deeply tainted to a mortal, appeared to the Traveler insignificant. The Traveler's avatar began to unleash divine power, simultaneously opening the pool of faith within his original form. Like a tidal wave, faith and spiritual energy flooded the entire space, rapidly eroding the contamination beneath the divine power.

For a god, this kind of cleansing is the simplest approach, without regard for protecting the target's spirit. To put it bluntly, it's simply a matter of overwriting each other's divine powers. At this point, the remaining divine powers are essentially two types: Slaanesh's power, itself like water without roots, like a tree without roots. The other is the echo of Vaal. For a galactic overlord, these are merely a minor effort, essentially a matter of first overwriting and wiping away, then reformatting, and then re-entering their own systems...

The majestic divine power was rapidly purifying the planet, and the traveler gradually gained control of its various parts. As the blue light curtain swept across bit by bit, the traveler gained a better understanding of the Moon of Vaal, and even gained a lot of unknown knowledge from it. Among them, soul forging was the most surprising to the traveler.

Eldar technology and creations are closely tied to psionic energy and the soul. You could think of it as the perfect integration of the soul into machinery. In fact, something like the Nether Lord existed during the war against the Necrons, and it was even more powerful than the current Nether Lord. Essentially, the soul acts as the driver and psychic engine, while the mechanical body serves as a defensive structure and psychic amplifier. It's similar in nature to the Psionic Titan, but at a much higher level.

The Vaal, on the other hand, perfectly fuse soul and machine. Of course, if demons did this, they'd also have a name: a demon engine... The essence is the same, except that the Eldar try to take the soul's feelings into account when crafting, while demons just do whatever they want. Humanity is actually quite backward in this area of ​​forging technology. Psionic Titans are extremely rare, and the Thousand Sons' Psionic Dreadnoughts are, well, just the remnants of a psyker's flesh encased in machinery, far inferior to the netherworld machines. Even the soul-infused machines crafted by the Traveler are molded from fragments of their own souls.

If humanity could master the technology of psionic machinery, or perhaps even the technology of spectral creation, then it could completely create its own army of soul constructs! Preserving those heroic spirits, they could continue to serve humanity... The Traveler couldn't help but feel a little awkward at the thought. But then he thought, in this extremely inward-looking galaxy, he had to work overtime, working in multiple locations. Everyone had to work hard to survive in this galaxy, and live a better life. After a bowl of chicken soup, the Traveler felt instantly better.

"Hmm?!" As the traveler entered the core area, a fleeting image of someone from the past caught his attention. In an instant, he recognized the other person's identity: it was the afterimage, or perhaps an echo, of Val, the Eldar God of Forge.

When one's power reaches a certain level, the line between life and death blurs. Just like the Traveler, who had clearly left this plane before, his afterimage in the Tower of Light persists for millennia. Another example is Cain, torn to pieces, yet even those fragments can still become spirits. And the Traveler wouldn't be surprised to see a glimpse of his afterimage in Vaal's Forge World. He paused his work, gathered his divine power, and bowed to Vaal's afterimage. After all, you're about to take someone else's property...

"Hello, senior. I apologize for any offense caused in the fight against a common enemy. I hope you can forgive me." The traveler said.

"Long time no see, traveler. I originally thought that you would never come back after leaving this filthy universe." Val's afterimage raised his head and looked at the traveler.

"Destiny has allowed me to return and meet you again." The traveler said. As for when Val had met him, the traveler did not remember. After all, with the traveler's level at that time, he could not notice Val's clone appearing beside him. He was not like the Phoenix King who would directly tell him, "I'm here."

"You seem to be in good condition now?" The traveler said after carefully observing the state of Val's echo. At least the latter remained conscious.

"According to the agreement between the Gods of Order, I will take over this War Moon and will safely transfer you to a vessel capable of housing your soul. Furthermore, I will pay you a sufficient reward." If there hadn't been this afterimage, the Traveler would have simply taken the item. After all, this Vaal Moon had no owner. But now, things were a bit tricky. It did have an owner, and taking it directly wouldn't be convenient. As for outright annihilation? The Traveler didn't even consider it. After all, as a God of Order, he always had principles and bottom lines.

"This Moon of Vaal should have been yours. I can no longer control such a powerful artifact. My compatriots are also unable to master it, because it involves the priesthood of forging. As for me? After experiencing too many storms, I just want a quiet place to rest. I have fought against fate. In ancient times, I fought against the Star God. When Khaine wanted to slaughter the Eldar, I fought against Khaine for the future of the Eldar and the Court of God. When the Great Fall came, I fought against Slaanesh. I have experienced too many battles." The afterimage of Vaal sighed and said.

"However, both Kronos and Isa were too cowardly. The Eldar destroyed themselves through their own indulgence, arrogance, and paranoia. And many of them remain so. I owe them nothing," Val lamented. If Isa and her husband had been willing to join him in the fight against Khaine, the outcome might not have been this. If the Eldar hadn't fallen, Slaanesh might not have awakened. Of course, fate always has its uncontrollable elements, and this Eldar god, who was not inherently evil, felt a sense of regret.

"I can send you to the God of Laughter. I think He would be very happy to see his former companions." The traveler thought for a moment and said.

"I'd better help you finish this war first." Val avoided the question.

"Huh?!" The traveler raised his brows slightly, realizing that Val didn't seem to want to return to his companions right now.

"I am the Eldar God of Casting, and you are preparing to ascend to godhood. A large part of your priesthood is related to casting. According to the results of the discussion between my brother and I (Val is also Asuryan's brother), I will help you obtain as many human casting priesthoods as possible. Especially those related to souls and machines." said the remnant soul of Val.

"So what about the reward?" the traveler asked. Helping him obtain the priesthood? And yet, he said it was a gift for nothing? He still felt uneasy about it! He didn't know if the Phoenix King still had any repercussions, but if He took advantage of Val without giving anything in return, he worried about the consequences.

"Help me reclaim Blackrock Fortress." Xuanval thought for a moment and said.

"You mean all the Blackstone Fortresses?" the Traveler asked.

"Yes, all the Blackstone Fortresses." Val nodded.

"I need a guarantee," the Traveler said. "A guarantee that the Blackstone Fortress will not be used against humanity or the Imperium. Furthermore, this requires the Emperor's approval." Is the Blackstone Fortress powerful? Of course it is; it can extinguish stars. In Abaddon's hands, the Blackstone Fortress is only a small fraction of its power. In Vaal's hands, the Blackstone Fortress could potentially defeat even the C'tan!

"I understand," said the remnant of Val, nodding. "Then let us continue with the work at hand."

"Are you sure the Emperor will agree to this? If the Emperor does not agree, I will not recognize it." The traveler raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I'm sure of that, because my companions and I will prepare an amulet for humanity's third god-ascending master, so that he can survive his fateful confrontation with a traitor," Val said with a smile. This surprised the traveler.

"Child, you are still overthinking some things. He who wears the crown must bear its weight. Both you and the Emperor have accepted the test of fate and achieved your own breakthroughs and sublimation. So why do you think that Sanguinius can embark on the path to godhood directly because of the Emperor's gift? He must face some things, and he is not you. You have enjoyed a considerable part of the fortune of human civilization, but he has not. Becoming a god is a very difficult thing. It is impossible to become a god by relying on gifts from others, not even from other gods. When a being decides to embark on the path to godhood, the only thing he can rely on is himself. Many things need to be completed by himself." Val said.

"Thank you for your advice." The traveler nodded slightly after listening.

Later, with Vaal's help, the traveler completed the purification of the Vaal Moon at a speed exceeding expectations, and mastered its authority. This Vaal remnant soul was truly weak, so weak that it could no longer control its own priesthood. Faced with a priesthood beyond its control, Vaal was generous and transferred the knowledge and some authority related to forging to the traveler. Although it was incomplete, a broken priesthood was still a priesthood after all!

Afterwards, the Traveler informed the Eldar gods and the Emperor of the news of the Vaal Remnant Soul and the new trade proposal between the two sides. As expected, the Emperor expressed his approval of the proposal. And then, the Traveler operated the Vaal Moon to reach the designated location.

In the universe, the stars of several galaxies, driven by fate and time, are forming a new constellation. Simultaneously, with the aid of the Eldar's cutting-edge technology and the gods, the stars imprisoned in Commorra are about to be released. The Traveler's clone, bearing the Moon of Vaal, has reunited with the original and is making final preparations. In the distance, the overwhelming pressure of the Lord of Randan has emerged from the void, and He is about to appear on the battlefield with a determination to die.

"Begin preparations." The Traveler rose from his throne once more, his overflowing divine power transforming him into a giant comparable to a Star God. The Tower of Light once again transformed into a spear. The Vaal Moon, concealed within the divine power, gradually took shape. The final step was for the Vaal Moon to soar from the void and take its proper place, completing the final preparations.

"I'm still a little short." Feeling the murderous intent permeating a sub-stellar region, the Traveler couldn't help but frown. He was still somewhat dissatisfied with his own and the Eldar's preparations. After all, the signs of this killing move were too obvious, and the murderous atmosphere was difficult to escape the perception of those in higher positions. It was like facing prey, and the prey had already sensed the murderous intent. Would it still take the bait? The Traveler believed that when the Phoenix King had originally designed this, there would definitely not be so many loopholes.

However, what surprised the traveler next was that in the distance, the being who clearly sensed the murderous intent still rushed towards the traveler without hesitation! This surprised the traveler, after all, in his opinion, this was very illogical.