Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

"What the hell are you doing?" Ahriman said bitterly. "I think you know what you've gotten yourself into."

"A powerful being, one whose psychic powers far surpass ours." Ohmzod said shamefully. "I just wanted to give it a try. Many of us have tried this kind of thing..."

"Yes, many people have tried it, but this time you are the unlucky one." Ahriman said anxiously.

Is it wrong to peer into someone's lifeline and privacy? At least in the eyes of the Thousand Sons, it's not a big mistake. Gazing into the future and destiny, then guiding it in a direction that benefits them, is a gift bestowed by psychic energy upon these favored ones of fate. It's their sharp sword, their armor, their tool for defeating their enemies. Of course, sometimes things go wrong. Clearly, this time, Omzord had bad luck.

"Well, at least the situation isn't too bad," Ahriman said, looking at his brother. "At least we know who is bringing down the punishment. At least he's our colleague, not our enemy, and we can find him." Ahriman sighed.

This time, Ahriman was very rational. He didn't try to use his psychic powers for divination. After all, although he was the older brother, and although he was stronger than his younger brother, his strength was limited. They were both equally matched. His younger brother hadn't even seen the other person's appearance. If it were him, maybe he could see a vague outline? And then get kicked out?

"Has it been examined? Mentally and physically?" Ahriman asked.

"We checked it out, and at least our pharmacist didn't find anything wrong," said Ohmzod.

"That's good. It seems that we need to visit the powerful and honorable commander of the Supreme Lord of the Sixth Legion. I hope he can show mercy." Ahriman sighed and said helplessly.

"Could he have already known about our actions and...maybe be unhappy?" Omzod said with some concern.

"He should know. It's inevitable he'll be upset. After all, prying into someone's privacy is highly unethical." Ahriman trailed off. Whether it was for combat needs or just a subconscious act, Ahriman also enjoyed divineing the futures of certain individuals. However, he hadn't encountered any risks before. After all, most of his divinations involved non-psychics, and he also used divination to help his comrades and colleagues. Even with psychics, Ahriman had never failed. Therefore, when it came to psychic powers, Ahriman was always very confident.

Of course, his brother was the same, or rather, the think tanks of the entire Fifteenth Legion were also happy to do these things. However, this time, his brother was very unlucky and ran into a tough opponent!

"Besides the Emperor and the Sigillite, are there other beings like this among humans?" Ahriman fell into deep thought. In the decades since he'd stepped into the starry skies, Ahriman had seen and heard of countless others, but he had never heard of a being so powerful that even his own brother couldn't easily spy on them. Ahriman had never divined the Sigillite, but he had a feeling that Balder was more powerful than the Sigillite.

"Alright, enough talking. I'll first arrange the troops' next mission, then I'll take you to personally meet this powerful being," Ahriman said. "I hope to gain his forgiveness."

"Sometimes you go too far. From now on, do not perform divination on your own psychics," Ahriman warned. "Limit your use of psychic powers. Also, do not spread this matter outside."

At this moment, just as Ahriman was thinking about how to solve the trouble caused by his brother, in the depths of the Endless Journey, Balder also sensed the little guy who wanted to spy on him.

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"Brother Ahriman? I never thought we would meet under such circumstances." Baldur sat on his throne, his eyes gleaming brilliantly. A day earlier, an unknown spirit had attempted to explore him through a medium. When Baldur projected his psychic energy and soul into Baldur's realm, Baldur saw through everything about the other spirit and then taught him a lesson.

Originally, this should have been just a small episode. After all, on the battlefield, there are always various psychics who want to compete with me. Of course, the process may be diverse, but the result is certain and decisive.

However, that name finally caught Balder's attention. Although Balder tried his best to avoid any intersection with certain people, or even fateful encounters, when they did occur, he wouldn't simply avoid them. He knew that facing some problems required a proactive approach. Ignoring and avoiding them wouldn't work.

Of course, he still adhered to the principle that while the overall trend remained stable, smaller trends could be changed. However, a question now posed itself to Bader: was Ahriman, or more accurately, Azek Ahriman, the overall trend or the smaller trend?

"The Four Gods, the Chosen Ones?" Balder fell into deep thought. The word flashed through Balder's mind, and then he broke it down, splitting it into the Four Gods and the Chosen Ones.

"Old T seems to be fundamentally different from other evil gods." Balder thought, looking for the answer he wanted from the knowledge in his mind and his destiny.

"What is Tzeentch pursuing? What is his essence?" Balder pondered as an invisible field unfolded in the cabin, gradually blocking out all factors other than him. The mask of humanity was gradually peeling off, and the existence deep in the soul began to dominate everything.

"Tzeentch seeks change. Khorne, slaughter, war. S represents ultimate pleasure and decadence. Nurgle represents entropy, a distorted life, disease, decay, and the morbid rebirth that follows decay." Baldur's fingers drummed on the armrest. He seemed to be in another dimension, pondering the problem.

The Chaos God's priesthood is so obvious that the difference seems obvious, but Balder wants to find out some major difference between Old T and other evil gods.

Balder, who has rich memory and knowledge, believes that Old T is obviously different from the other three. Because throughout history, or to put it simply, the history of Warhammer 30K to 40K, Old T is very different from the other three evil gods in one aspect, that is, Old T forcibly turned the Thousand Sons Legion, which was considered a very good legion among the legions of the four gods, into the worst!

Speaking of the Four Gods' direct legions, the original Thousand Sons is definitely the strongest among them. It is said that the Thousand Sons Legion is small in number, but in fact, compared with the Emperor's Children and the Death Guard, the number of Thousand Sons Legions is not much less.

How many men did the Thousand Sons Legion have before the Heresy? If memory serves me correctly, at the time of the Burning of Prospero, the Thousand Sons Legion had 6.2 men on their home planet, roughly two-thirds of their total strength. A simple calculation puts their total strength at 9.4!

At the peak of their existence, the Death Guard numbered only 9.5, while the Emperor's Children were larger, numbering 11.3. The World Eaters were the largest, numbering around 15. Of course, many of the Space Marines in the World Eaters Legion used simplified modifications.

Judging simply by numbers, the Thousand Sons are indeed the weakest, but don't forget, their mages are formidable! A 60th Thousand Son, led by Ohmzord, annihilated an entire Knight clan, using their shields to withstand artillery fire and dismantling Knights with ease. In the end, only a few were killed. This demonstrates the Thousand Sons' combat effectiveness. The Thousand Sons dislike heavy artillery and tanks because their mages can replace heavy firepower. If they can dismantle Knights, then they can easily dismantle a super-heavy tank.

And don't assume the Thousand Sons were solely focused on psychic powers. Their masters also excelled in technology, such as the renowned Psykertek battle droids. The Thousand Sons Legion's Adeptus Destruction comprised 800 battle droids, independent of the nine companies. There were also the Spire Guard, an elite mortal unit dedicated exclusively to the Thousand Sons. It's safe to say that the Thousand Sons Legion was incredibly powerful before the Heresy. Even Balder believed that if Magnus had actively resisted, the Wild Wolves would have been no match for the Thousand Sons!

So, what happened to this elite army? Just look at the name, Thousand Sons... This is completely screwed.

Chapter 115: About the Evil God (6K chapter, 2000 additional chapters)

It has long been believed that the Thousand Sons completely disintegrated after the Burning of Prospero. However, this is inaccurate, based on the background information. The Battle of Prospero was indeed a devastating blow to the Thousand Sons Legion, with only a few thousand of the 6.2 Legionaries escaping. Furthermore, the Ultramarines ambushed and killed 2000 Thousand Sons, while the Imperial Fists allowed 300 Thousand Sons to die in battle.

The losses seemed significant, but in reality, the Thousand Sons still retained a certain strength. After all, the total strength of the Thousand Sons was around 9.4, and even after accounting for various losses, there were still around 3! Of course, during the subsequent Heresy, the remnants of the Thousand Sons Legion suffered heavy losses in various wars and internal strife, but during the Battle of Terra, Magnus once told Ahriman that he had regrouped 9000 Thousand Sons!

In other words, while the losses were heavy, how should I put it? They probably had more men than the Wolf Pack had at the time. After all, the Wolf Pack had lost 2.5 men at Prospero, been ambushed by the Alpha Fleet, and finally boarded Horus... (Badur: Rus! Rus! Look at what you've done!)

Then, what happened next was very simple. In the Siege of Terra, the Thousand Sons Legion played a supporting role and did not lose too many soldiers. They returned safely to the Wizard Planet. Then, in order to completely eradicate the flesh and blood mutation, Professor Aliman'a did something big. This was the so-called first Scarlet Letter Magic!

Ahriman's spell was both successful and unsuccessful. The Legion's psykers who withstood the Rubric grew stronger, while those who didn't escaped the curse of flesh, for they were no longer flesh, but merely the remnants of their souls, sealed and encased within their power armor. It could be said that Ahriman's spell nearly annihilated the Thousand Sons! Tzeentch had intervened during the spell's execution, having instructed one of his men to intentionally mispronounce the incantation.

In other words, even though the Thousand Sons had surrendered to Tzeentch, Tzeentch had once again betrayed the Thousand Sons, completely extinguishing the Legion's last hope of recovery!

It can be said that Old T killed the Thousand Sons, leaving the Thousand Sons Legion hanging on!

This kind of behavior is also abnormal among the Chaos Gods! That's right, it's abnormal. Whether they're plotting against the Primarchs or their Legions, the Chaos Gods essentially want to strengthen their own power. While some of their traits can have a very negative impact on their Legions, like Slaanesh's indulgence in pleasure and lack of desire for battle, these are all negative buffs brought about by their traits. Overall, Khorne, Nurgle, and Slaanesh all want to see their Legions grow stronger!

For example, the Death Guard Legion maintained its existence after the Heresy. As for Angron, while some might call him insane, he did attempt to unite the fragmented World Eaters warbands, and in 444.M41, Angron's Legion marched into the real universe, marking the famous First Battle of Armageddon. However, Angron ultimately returned in defeat, his efforts ultimately coming to nothing.

There is also the Emperor's Children Legion. Although Fulgrim went out to play and ignored the legion, Eidolon still gathered one-third of the remaining Emperor's Children Legion. He also established an organization called the Phoenix Conclave with other Emperor's Children war gangs, which can be said to have brought the loose legion together.

But what about the Thousand Sons? They're in such a plight! Their first and second-in-command both want to save the Legion, but they've failed time and again thanks to Old T's schemes! It could be said that the biggest obstacle to the Thousand Sons' revival is their own boss! Otherwise, if Old T had done something about it, or simply not interfered, the Thousand Sons wouldn't be in such a plight!

It can be said that Old T has a bad taste, because he is always so unpredictable. If he is in a good mood, a Great Demon can be instantly upgraded to the level of a Supreme Great Demon of Tzeentch (the famous 999-point Great Demon in Revelation). But if he is in a bad mood, Tzeentch will instantly take away the power of this Great Demon, letting it experience the unpredictable nature of life!

As for why Old T did this, some say it was determined by his nature. After all, transformation is one of his duties, and as an evil god, a being of a higher dimension, how could mortals possibly understand his thoughts? This theory does make sense, but for Balder, with his status and power, he could already glimpse the truth behind Tzeentch's web of conspiracy.

"Tzeentch was once the most powerful evil god, and because of his power, he was attacked by other evil gods! In the end, Tzeentch compromised, shattered his own staff, and scattered the fragments into endless space and time. Khorne replaced him as the most powerful evil god, and this failure left a deep impression on Tzeentch!"

Balder continued to extract information about Tzeentch from the depths of his memory. This information did not only come from the Blue Star before he crossed over, but also from his accumulation of tens of thousands of years in this world. Balder had recovered part of himself, and he knew some of the things he had done in the past tens of thousands of years, including the observation and research of the evil gods of the Warp!

It was a dangerous undertaking, but a necessary one. Once one embarked on this path, one had to face the challenges. In his repeated battles with the Chaos Gods, Balder often lost more than he won. Fortunately, the Chaos Gods at the time had other concerns to contend with, whether it was the Eldar, the Greenskin gods, or even certain entities in the Void that even Balder himself was unaware of. And, of course, there was the Emperor, a "colleague" who shared a considerable amount of pressure with Balder.

At the time, Balder was merely a nuisance. With the Chaos God unable to personally intervene, Balder's defeat wasn't a significant risk. After all, the so-called Great Demons were merely that to Balder, and their threat was even less than the incomprehensible war machines of the Iron Man Rebellion. After completely wiping out several waves of demons with his now divinely-charged psychic energy, the enemy became obedient...

Until S's awakening, the moment the Eldar were annihilated... With the elders freed up, Balder felt less capable, despite his already high status. Under immense pressure, Balder chose a "strategic shift"! And now, it's simply a matter of returning to a new round of strategizing, with the galaxy as its chessboard.

"So, after his failure, Tzeentch considered his gains and losses, summing up his experiences and lessons. Then he discovered something very important: if something doesn't end, there will be no victory or failure. After all, victory and failure are judgments on the outcome of an event. Before something comes to an end, it is constantly changing. This is Tzeentch's priesthood, and it is also the fundamental reason why he remains undefeated!"

"So, the essence of Tzeentch's current actions is to pursue infinite changes and endless development! At least, before He is sure, He will not choose to completely end an important matter! All those who believe in Tzeentch, or those who are used by Tzeentch as pawns, will follow this principle!" Balder captured the essence of Tzeentch's thoughts in an instant!

Tzeentch is well aware that, as a god rooted in the Warp, his greatest enemy is the other evil gods. Once the most powerful, though he has declined, he remains the second most powerful god. He is still watched and feared by the other evil gods, so throughout the entire 40K story, Tzeentch is not as prominent as the other evil gods.

K launched the first Battle of Armageddon, "rescue Guilliman", "rescue Baal", (too loyal, right?) and even jumped on Terra. As for N, he participated in the famous siege of Vraks. Of course, in the end, K also intervened.

Then came the Plague Crusade after the Great Rift. As for S, his primary target was actually the remaining Eldar. Old T's work was somewhat unremarkable. If I had to cite a specific one, it would probably be the Sorcerer Planet's entry into the physical universe and the ambush on Guilliman, right?

Therefore, Balder had a vague feeling that Tzeentch didn't need a powerful force of followers and legions at this point. This would only make him a target for the other evil gods! Tzeentch always directed conflicts against them, like when he tricked Skarbrand into striking K. Another example was when he aided Guilliman during the Plague War, disrupting Nurgle's plans. Based on the principle that weakening the enemy meant strengthening himself, he constantly wove his schemes deep within the Crystal Labyrinth.

Based on this principle, Tzeentch did not want the Thousand Sons Legion to recover to a level that would threaten the other Heretic God Legions, so he disrupted Ahriman's plan. However, at the same time, he did not allow Magnus to kill Ahriman, because Tzeentch still needed to restore the Thousand Sons Legion to combat effectiveness at the right time! Therefore, Ahriman's tragedy lies in that although he has been able to retrieve the souls of the former Thousand Sons Legion officers and soldiers from the Warp and re-seal them in armor, and although the Red Letter does have its own unique features, the success of Ahriman's plan depends entirely on Old T's ideas!

As for Ahriman's later desire to steal the Black Library's materials, gather more knowledge, or even become a god? Haha, thinking of this, Balder inwardly laughed at Ahriman's naiveté! Because Ahriman's understanding of godhood was fundamentally wrong!

What is a god? Ahriman's understanding might be that any sufficiently powerful being is a god. This statement isn't wrong, but it only represents one side of the divine world! To be a god, there must always be something called a priesthood to anchor the god's foundation in the Warp and the physical universe! The Chaos Gods have their own priesthoods. Even the Ork Gods have Ork options within their priesthoods. The Great Devourer represents the will of the Tyranids. And the Emperor represents the Imperium of Man! The Emperor may not want to be a god, but sometimes, some of His unconscious actions have already anchored His priesthood! The Emperor is not a god yet, but you can't say he doesn't have a priesthood!

And what about Balder? Haha, that's simple. Though not inherently gifted, his first anchor was humanity's concept of travel! As long as humanity lives on and travel continues, Balder's possibilities are limitless. Balder isn't a god, but he's already developed his own divine ministry! All beings worthy of the title of god possess their own concepts and divine ministry. This is the fundamental reason they can't be easily destroyed. It's also the authority they hold over the higher dimensions to influence the Warp and the physical universe.

And what of Ahriman? What was he anchored to? Knowledge? How could he possibly touch such a vast and magnificent concept? Furthermore, knowledge had already been touched upon by so many gods that it was no longer a single concept. It was like a niche market: there were priesthoods of varying sizes, but once carved out, they were unique.

Balder couldn't possibly claim the galaxy's travel priesthood; he didn't have the skills. So, he settled for the next best thing, the human priesthood. But what about Ahriman? He probably didn't even realize what the priesthood was, let alone how to obtain it. As for divine power and igniting the divine fire, even less so. There were some things Balder didn't understand.

Ahriman is truly pitiful. He distrusts Tzeentch, yet he is his pawn. He believes he has stolen Tzeentch's power to serve him, but in reality, he is being manipulated, yet remains immersed in his own schemes. Ahriman is undoubtedly powerful and knowledgeable, but knowledge doesn't equal vision. After all, on Blue Star, university professors are often deceived. In the Warhammer world, deceiving Ahriman isn't a difficult feat. Didn't the Death God Army deceive Ahriman?

After figuring this out, Balder began to consider more specific questions, such as whether the Chosen One must be a specific person, and the cost-effectiveness of taking different measures against Ahriman.

One thing that is certain is that if the Chaos God wants a Chosen One, then he will definitely be able to create one. This is the general trend and cannot be changed. However, if the Chaos God says, "I want a certain person or a certain Primarch to be the Chosen One," will this definitely succeed?

"That's just bragging." Balder said with a hint of sneer. Because, isn't this obvious? Of course not! Do you really think God can do whatever he wants?

For example, if Old K was given the choice, would he want Angron or Sanguinius? As long as Old K could think, he would definitely want Sanguinius and his Blood Angels! However, if Old K wanted it, could he succeed?

Horus asked Kabanha to deal with Sanguinius, but what was Kabanha's first words after seeing Sanguinius?

Ka'Banha: "Do you know who I am? Sanguinius of Bhaal. I am Ka'Banha, Admiral of Khorne. By the wrath of my lord, we are brothers."

Then, during the battle, Kabanha severely damaged Sanguinius, then decisively attacked other BAs without taking any kills. You could say that Kabanha was reckless, but he was not stupid. Kabanha wanted Sanguinius, and everyone knows the final result!

Angron, on the other hand, could be considered Kryptonian's last resort. Angron was unwilling to vote for Kryptonian, but Lorgar manipulated him. Ultimately, Kryptonian obtained a Primarch he didn't particularly desire. Since Kabanha's actions against the Blood Angels occurred before Angron's ascension, this suggests that Kryptonian's first choice was Sanguinius, not Angron.

The other three gods essentially secured their most coveted Primarchs and Legions. Tzeentch began plotting against the Thousand Sons in the early stages of the Great Crusade, while Nurgle chose Typhons as his chosen one long ago, and the latter agreed, making it a two-way street. Slaanesh also favored Fulgrim and the Emperor's Children, those who pursued so-called "perfection."

Based on this, Balder could be certain that, under extremely coincidental circumstances, it was possible to replace the Primarch chosen by the gods or the evil gods. Replacing a Primarch was indeed somewhat difficult. However, replacing the chosen ones was not that difficult. Moreover, Tzeentch's nature dictated that he would not prematurely select his chosen ones! Balder even felt that Tzeentch's concept of the chosen ones was a very flimsy one.

Kane was the Chosen of Khorne, Lucius the Chosen of Slaanesh; at least they had received the Coin of Resurrection from the Unholy God. As for Typhon, it was even more impressive. Even the Khan claimed that Typhon was the Legion Master of the Death Guard, provoking Mortarion. And the renowned traitor could disobey the Primarch's orders when necessary, leaving Mortarion with no recourse. These were undoubtedly the privileges bestowed upon the Chosen. And these three Chosen offered unwavering loyalty to their gods.

What about Tzeentch and Ahriman? Tzeentch is trying to seduce Ahriman, while Ahriman claims he doesn't believe in evil gods. So, from this perspective, Balder's judgment that Tzeentch is God's chosen one is a bit weak. As a boss, Tzeentch treats his employees poorly, and his employees have little loyalty... Let's just keep going with the flow.

So, after analyzing all this, Balder felt that with careful manipulation, it was possible to remove Ahriman. Could Old T choose another Chosen? It wasn't like he was being denied a Chosen. But after removing him, would the risk and the reward justify the effort? Balder fell into deep thought.

The veneer of humanity gradually faded from Balder's face, revealing a blue complexion. He had a vague feeling that Ahriman would be important in the future. After all, Ahriman was truly a man of great talent. But Ahriman was arrogant, conceited, and indifferent to others. If Magnus still wanted to make amends after causing such a disaster, then Ahriman's thoughts were too naive.

What was Ahriman like to Balder? A scholar, someone who looked down on all others, someone willing to sacrifice even the soldiers of his own Legion for his own ends. Ahriman possessed talent, but his personality and temper led him to misuse it.

Balder actually found it difficult to understand the idea that just because one has a little power, one feels superior. In fact, in his opinion, the more powerful a being is, the more they need to find their anchor in the mortal world to maintain their emotional side. Because emotion is a kind of self, while rationality is the essence. Only when emotion and rationality are integrated can one avoid losing oneself on the path to power.

Especially for an existence like myself, anchored in a certain concept of humanity, the concept of human travel, the most important premise is humanity! Humanity and travel are the foundation for building the future throne of Balder. And humanity is not just biological humanity, but also human social relationships and organizations!

"Ahriman is useful, his brother is useful too, and Omzod cannot fall like this. The Emperor overdrew the destiny of mankind and launched the Great Crusade. In the years to come, there will not be as many outstanding beings as in the era of the Great Crusade. This is a battle to break the deadlock." Balder made the decision.

During the Great Crusade and the subsequent Horus Heresy, humanity suffered immense losses. Not only was the Emperor trapped on the throne, the Imperial Truth abandoned, and the Webway project nowhere in sight, but the Imperium's talent was also dwindling. Now that he had returned, Baldur sought to save as many as possible. Honestly, from his own perspective, Baldur absolutely did not want the Emperor to sit on the Golden Throne.

"Ahriman, Ohmzod." Baldur fell into deep thought. While Ahriman wasn't Tzeentch's Chosen yet, it was clear that his fate had been swayed by Tzeentch. He needed to carefully consider severing that thread without paying the price. He couldn't act directly, and it would be best if it weren't directed by the Emperor or the Eldar gods. This would minimize the chances of his side being exposed.

So who could possibly sever Tzeentch's power? Balder thought about it, and several options popped up. The first one was naturally Khorne! Thinking about it carefully, it seems that Khorne has done the most good things for Tzeentch. For example, in the 40K era, the axe that Logan used to chop down Old Ma was a gift from Khorne.

For example, Khorne played a significant role in Guilliman's escape! Without the Khorne fleet's surprise attack, Guilliman's escape wouldn't have been possible. If, under certain circumstances, Khorne could have participated in the attack on Ahriman, bringing him to the brink of death, the problem would have been largely solved.

Baldur began to try to weave Ahriman's lifeline. If Ahriman's body fell into near-death, and his soul was gathered by the Emperor, then the original lifeline would be severed. After all, the soul was already in the Emperor's hands. No matter how powerful the evil god was, it would be impossible to snatch it away from the Emperor. Otherwise, Guilliman would have died long ago. And if the Eldar Death Gods could sponsor a resurrection, Ahriman would have been completely freed from Tzeentch's web.

As for why Baldur seems so familiar? It's simple: this is how Guilliman was resurrected. The Emperor protected Guilliman's soul, while Death reversed the death of his physical body. Only this time, Baldur allowed Khorne or another great Daemon to sever his fate.

Although the demons were not visible now, it would still be easy for Balder to find them. After all, Balder's duties included detection and travel. Wouldn't it be easy to find a few demons in the warp?

"As for Omzord? This problem may need to be dealt with." Balder fell into deep thought, because he knew that the genetic problem of the Thousand Sons Legion was truly difficult to solve. The Emperor had no solution, and Balder had no solution either. Did the Eldar Death God have a solution? This was unclear!

Chapter 116: The Original Seed and Cooperation with the Emperor (8K Chapter)

"Huh?! What's going on?" Just when Balder was thinking about how to deal with the Ahriman brothers, a strange feeling came from a distant place. This feeling directly penetrated his open domain. Obviously, in a distant place, some people were doing something that was very closely related to themselves!

"Someone has obtained a fragment of my power!" Balder frowned, his human veneer peeling further away. If just now, it was only from the chest up, now the upper half of his body was almost exposed. "Someone wants to borrow my power." Balder sneered, he could vaguely sense what was happening on the other side.

"It seems most people leave you for a reason. A typical Machiavellian!" Balder muttered to himself. He stood up and stepped down from the throne. Then, with a gesture, the Wanderer Star Map appeared in his hand. As the map unfolded, he quickly located the source of the information.

"Endless Journey, send our greetings to a certain Machiavellian." Balder snorted coldly. The Emperor was powerful, but Balder wasn't afraid of him now, because he knew the Emperor wouldn't dare to take action!

"Hmm?" Deep within the Emperor's Vision, in an experiment conducted solely by the Emperor, just as he was about to attempt to fuse his own power with the fragments of Baldur's divine power, a peculiar, unpredictable message suddenly entered his consciousness. This message did not travel through the physical universe, nor did it travel through the Warp or the psychic energy. Yet, this very communication penetrated all the physical and psychic shields of the Emperor's Vision. This message did not force its way through, but rather, it issued a greeting within the Emperor's mind.

"It seems you're recovering quickly." The Emperor smiled wryly, looking at the fragment of divine power in his hand, which resonated with the outside world. He knew that everything he had planned to do had been exposed to the other party! The fragment of divine power itself was part of Balder's essence, and the other party's priesthood was about travel, exploration, and navigation. In this professional field, the Emperor was still inferior.

With the infusion of divine power, the Emperor and Balder, or rather the latter's essence, met again.

"What's your name? Should I still call you Balder?" The emperor adjusted the muscles on his face and tried to put on a relatively friendly smile.

"Call me Traveler." Balder's divine side looked towards the Emperor. In his vision, the power on the other side was even greater than before! "Are you receiving the power of faith? Are you finally going to make a change? Have you modified the Imperial Truth?"

"Isn't this what you want me to do?" the Emperor asked.

"Do you know how to maintain your humanity?" the traveler asked.

"You have also mentioned this issue, that of making the human empire and human society more friendly and noble in morals and beliefs," said the Emperor.

"So, you acquiesced to the Space Wolves' liquidation of the slave owners, and you began to constantly reorganize the Terran bureaucracy, began to pay attention to the personal lives of ordinary people, and tried to create a good environment for them. Then you tied their gratitude to the concept of the Empire, and you became the embodiment of the Empire, the supreme ruler. Very good logical line." said the traveler.

"Thank you very much for your reminder and help last time." The emperor said sincerely.

"So, you educate the people, teaching them compassion, fairness, justice, courage, and wisdom." The traveler suddenly changed the subject: "What about you, Neos? Do you uphold fairness and justice in your actions?"

"You and I are both ancients. You should understand that the dark side of humanity, like light and darkness, is always inevitable." The Emperor said seriously. Neos is not his real name, but it is his first name. Obviously, the history of this traveler may even be earlier than his birth!

"So, you, a Machiavellian, are prepared to use my power in the name of justice, without paying any price?" The Traveler sneered. "Do you know how to use it?"

"......." Upon hearing this, the Emperor fell silent. As the saying goes, every profession has its specialties. Old K was the strongest, but he was definitely not as good as Old T in plotting and using psychic powers. He was definitely not as good as Old N in poisoning. And as for the Emperor, even though he could pin the Traveler to the ground, he was indeed lacking in expertise in certain areas.

"Alright, remember this: don't do to others what you don't want done to you. When you use morality to restrain others, you must also restrain yourself. Otherwise, your humanity will not only not be anchored, but will be distorted. Acting recklessly will lead to chaos and confusion, no matter how noble your reasons and motives are."

"Think about it, Neos. How many people were willing to gather around you in the past? But where are they now? Is it all their fault? You are too lonely. You think that anything that cannot last forever is just a passing moment for you. So you gradually ignored them and turned them into complete pawns. This is wrong." said the traveler.

"I have no intention of defaulting on my debt," said the Emperor.

"Okay, I believe you this time. My goals are aligned with yours, so I'm willing to trust you." The Traveler didn't dwell on the issue any further. "Let me guess what you're trying to do. You want to establish a true psionic legion to replace the potentially vanishing Fifteenth Legion, right?"