The Savior: Arrives at the Vigilus War Zone, No One

I understood micromanagement better!

Erebus was that confident.

He knew what the Chaos Gods feared. Because of the False Emperor's existence, even taking Holy Terra would not mean much.

They did not dare risk the False Emperor's ascension to godhood by destroying Holy Terra and the Golden Throne, thereby fully unleashing endless Chaos Daemons.

And yet the False Emperor was not invincible. The Galaxy held too many far older artifacts capable of threatening him.

Erebus gazed at the Chaos Gods before him. "Great true gods of the Warp, I have found a way to eliminate the threat of the False Emperor.

"Indeed, we cannot kill the False Emperor completely, but we can seal off and isolate his influence.

"Once the Imperium and The Savior lose the support of the False Emperor's authority, they will be utterly vulnerable!"

Erebus gently raised a hand, and a small, smooth black creation floated into the air. It radiated a bizarre presence that could not be ignored, excluding all light around it.

Not only that, even Warp energy was kept out.

The Chaos Gods gazed at the black creation before them, and could not help showing a trace of caution. They could sense the power of that thing.

Then they shifted their gazes back to Erebus.

Waiting for his explanation.

Erebus felt the pressure on him gradually intensify and drew a deep breath.

He knew he had to give the gods a satisfactory answer, or he would be in danger.

But that feeling was all the more thrilling.

Because risk was often accompanied by greater returns. The full support of the gods could grant him armies and power beyond imagination.

This sort of cooperation was far better than being some so-called chosen, roughly the difference between allies and slaves.

"It is called the Light of