Rebuilding the Webway, Saving the Emperor

Upon hearing Qin Yun's order,

Little Fulgrim paused for a moment before asking again, unsure.

"Should I lead troops into the Webway?"

"Is there a problem?" Qin Yun asked.

"Are you sure it's me?" Little Foggery asked. "Aren't you afraid that the same thing will happen again?"

Qin Yun smiled and said, "The more you guard against something, the more likely it is to happen."

"Besides, you are you, Fulgrim is Fulgrim; how can you lump them together?!"

"You have your own soul and thoughts; you are an independent individual. It would be extremely unfair to simply treat you as a substitute for someone else."

"A person who has not committed a crime should never be defined as guilty."

Little Fulgrim looked at Qin Yun, his face beneath the black helmet showing shock and emotion.

After a long while, he finally spoke.

"Now I understand why your father chose you."

"It's probably because I'm handsome." Qin Yun took out a small mirror and examined his handsome face.

Little Fulgrim: "..."

Damn it!!

I really want to take back what I just said.

Trajan, standing to the side, also looked speechless.

This Living Saint and those God Chosen are truly of the same style.

They always seem to be able to spout outrageous and jaw-dropping statements in the next second.

Or they might do something that would shock or confuse people.

Qin Yun put away the mirror and resumed his serious demeanor.

"Then are you willing to accept my orders and complete this task?"

"I do." Little Foggrey nodded; he would prove his loyalty.

Qin Yun nodded. "I remember, Little Fulgrim. Weigh the pros and cons from a mortal perspective, and then use the Primarch's mind and power to formulate a plan of action."

"Everything we do has only one ultimate purpose: to benefit humanity."

"I see."

"Go."

After bowing, Little Fulgrim turned and left.

"You're taking too much of a risk, Living Saint. You shouldn't let him hold military power." Trajan walked up to Qin Yun after seeing Little Fulgrim leave and questioned him.

Little Fulgrim was, after all, a copy of Primarch, inheriting most of his memories.

In Trajan's view, even receiving the Emperor's blessing was an unstable time bomb that could explode at any moment.

"The Emperor trusted Horus so much, but in the end, didn't the Horus Heresy still occur?"

Qin Yun did not Trajan doubts.

"I only know one thing, and that is never to do things at the pace of your opponent."

"If we get caught up in who will betray us and who won't, we'll fall right into the gods' trap."

"We can't compete with the gods in terms of scheming, intrigue, or trickery. They have plenty of time and energy to create trouble for us."

"Break free from the conventional mindset of fighting the gods, and stop worrying about the gains and losses of a single city or battle."

"What we need to do is to continuously make the Imperium of Man stronger, develop all kinds of powerful technologies, and gain the power to fight against the minions of the gods, or even crush them, at the physical and Warp levels."

"I admire such insight," Trazyn interjected. "He truly deserves to be called Living Saint; his vision is truly grand."

"Xenos." Trajan looked at Trazyn, his gaze filled with hostility.

"Don't look at me like that. I am now an advisor to the Living Saint."

Trazyn's tone carried a dark humor. "You should show me some respect."

"Enough, Trazyn." Qin Yun spoke before Trajan's face turned completely black, stopping Trazyn from further provoking the Captain-General of the Adeptus Custodes.

"Let's get back to the topic of the Webway."

"Oh, Living Saint, do you have some ideas?" Trazyn asked.

"Humanity has mastered the technology of Star Gate, but this technology ultimately relies on Warp to be realized," Qin Yun said. "Once the Warp Storm intensifies, the Star Gate will also be affected."

"The Aeldari have been using the Webway to travel throughout the Milky Way over the years is enough to prove the Webway's reliability."

"Are you planning to rebuild the Webway?" Trazyn guessed Qin Yun's plan.

"Yes." Qin Yun nodded, acknowledging Trazyn's guess.

"Besides the need for navigation, rebuilding the Webway has another important significance."

"The reason why the Emperor has to sit on the Golden Throne is mostly because someone needs to seal the entrance to the Webway."

"If we can solve the problem of the Webway, the Emperor can get rid of the Golden Throne and stand up again."

After the Horus Heresy, Dorn, following the Emperor's final command, placed Him on the Golden Throne.

Many people believe that the Golden Throne prolongs the Emperor's life.

The truth is quite the opposite.

It was a dying Emperor who extended the life of the Golden Throne.

Only in this way can the Warp be suppressed and the Earth prevented from falling.

Although we don't know what the Emperor will become after he stands up.

But if we continue sitting here, something bad will happen sooner or later.

The sooner this problem is solved, the higher the probability that humans and Emperor will be able to land safely.

"To make the Emperor stand up?"

"Is it really possible?"

Trajan's eyes widened, his voice trembling with excitement; he had unusually lost his composure.

But we can't blame him for this.

Qin Yun's words contained a great deal of information.

To allow the Emperor to stand up—this was something we never dared to even dream of before!

"Theoretically, it is possible," Qin Yun said. "If the Emperor does not need to protect the Webway, then he naturally does not need to sit on the Golden Throne anymore."

"And the Emperor himself is Perpetuals and has an amazing life regeneration ability. As long as He is no longer depleted, He can recover at an extremely fast speed."

"This is a very risky matter," Trazyn poured cold water on the idea. "Your emperor tried the Webway; don't forget how he failed. And the price of that failure was sitting on the Golden Throne."

"Put away your arrogance, Xenos." Trajan somewhat annoyed.

This matter concerns whether the Emperor can return to his people.

But this guy kept muttering to himself.

They're obviously Xenos who can't stand to see humans doing well.

That kind of guy deserves to be stabbed to death with a spear.

"Control your emotions, Trajan. We are having a discussion. Trazyn is just stating the risks of this plan." Qin Yun looked at Trajan, his tone stern.

If the Primarch or anyone else had said these words, Trajan would likely have retorted on the spot, and might even have accused them of betraying the Imperium and harboring malicious intentions.

But when faced with Qin Yun, a Living Saint, Trajan could only suppress his anger and dared not lash out.

The Emperor pays more attention to the Living Saint than to the Primarch.

Besides him, who else could make the Emperor appear divine every few days?

Compared to Living Saint, Guilliman, who was out there waging war, was practically an unwanted stepchild.

Guilliman couldn't get the Adeptus Custodes Guards out of the Imperial Palace, but the Living Saint said it was hard to say.

"I already told you to show me some respect, and now you've been scolded."

After Trazyn added a sentence in a low voice, he was met with a warning look from Qin Yun.

"I'm just telling the truth, is that wrong?"

Trazyn glanced to the side, his smug expression practically screaming "I'm going to whistle!"

"Xi Ling, come here for a moment." Qin Yun looked helpless and had no choice but to use his trump card.

"Master, what's wrong?" Xi Ling responded instantly, and the projection immediately appeared in front of everyone.

Trazyn, who had just been smug, immediately backed down.

Instinctively, I stepped back, wanting to get away from Xi Ling.

The body, shaped from Active Metal, even began to tremble inexplicably.

"Your Excellency Trazyn, why don't you stand a little closer? How can I show you respect if you stand so far away?"

Trajan looked at Trazyn, who was trying his best to make himself inconspicuous, with a half-smile.

There was a sense of vengeful pleasure in my heart.

Trazyn: "..."

How wicked are humans.

But he didn't say anything more, and just stood there obediently, afraid of attracting too much attention from Xi Ling.

"Let's get back to the main topic and continue discussing the matter of the Webway."

Qin Yun didn't want to get involved in their feud.

"To ensure the plan goes perfectly, I also invited another consultant to discuss it with us."

"Xi Ling opened the communication link with the Farseer Kasareth."

The projection appeared out of thin air, outlining the figure of Kasareth from the Craftworld Ulthwe.

"Living Saint."

"Necrons! How could such an evil being participate in our meeting??"

After Kasareth bowed to Qin Yun, he saw Trazyn and his voice immediately rose.

"Please allow me to introduce you. This is the infamous Necron Overlord, the Trazyn the Infinite," Trajan 'kindly'.

All eyes fell on Trazyn, instantly causing this Necron Overlord to break out in a cold sweat.

The others are fine.

It was mainly Xi Ling's gaze that made him feel immense pressure.

Trajan, you wicked human being!

"Trazyn is now my advisor," Qin Yun said, "Providing me with advice on physics and technology."

"Living Saint, this despicable race is not worth your cooperation. The best way to deal with these guys is to execute them directly."

"They are largely to blame for how badly the Milky Way has become."

Kasareth looked at Trazyn, making no attempt to hide his malice.

"Do you think you're worthy of our cooperation?" Trazyn retorted. "We didn't create the Eye of Terror. On the contrary, we repaired the rifts and saved the Milky Way."

"You are the ones who started the War in Heaven!" Kasareth shouted.

"So what? Who in the Milky Way is clean? Didn't you wage war? Didn't you destroy those civilizations that tried to provoke you? Stop pretending to be innocent."

Trazyn retorted without hesitation.

He'd been arguing with the Astromancer Orikan for so many years, his tongue had become incredibly sharp.

Taking down an Aeldari Farseer is a piece of cake.

Speaking of Orikan, when are we going to tie this guy up and have him serve the Living Saint together?

Trazyn suddenly remembered something.

That is, Orikan was unwilling during the Biomatter Transference.

After he completed the conversion, he tied up Orikan, who was unwilling to convert, and threw him into the conversion furnace.

Otherwise, Orikan would have been gone long ago.

"Orikan is so lucky to know me. He's the first person I think of when something good happens," Trazyn thought to himself, giving himself a silent thumbs-up.

"That's enough. I brought you all here not to argue."

Under Qin Yun's stern reprimand,

The tense standoff between Trazyn and Kasareth finally ended.

Qin Yun looked at Kasareth, "I plan to restart the Webway project. Can the Aeldari provide technical support?"

Kasareth looked troubled.

"After the destruction of our Imperium, the relevant Webway technology was lost long ago. The Aeldari can only use the Webway now and cannot build new Webway."

Trazyn was about to make a sarcastic remark when he saw Qin Yun's stern gaze sweep over him, so he could only give an awkward smile.

"There's no need to build new Webway for the time being," Qin Yun said. "At this stage, we just need to repair some main passages and increase the speed of navigation."

"My plan is to first have humanity establish an efficient navigation network using Star Gate and Webway."

The communication network problem has been solved; now the most important issue is navigation.

Even with the guidance of Beacon,

The raging Warp Storm made it extremely difficult for the Imperial Fleet to sail.

Qin Yun wanted to build Star Gate in some important locations and repair the important Webway to make them usable, thereby relieving the pressure on the Golden Throne.

Kasareth also showed a pessimistic expression.

"Even so, it's still troublesome. Nowadays, the Webway is filled with various forces, including the Necrons and the Chaos, each of which controls many branches."

"Nothing in this Milky Way is simple," Qin Yun said. "I've made my decision and hope the Aeldari the Ulthwé Craftworld can provide some technical support."

"I will pass this on to the Craftworld Council," Kasareth said.

"..."

Qin Yun explained his plan in detail.

At this stage, building Webway is not feasible. What can be done is to repair and patch up the existing Webway and then put them into use.

Trajan was somewhat dissatisfied with this.

He felt he should lead an army and sweep through the land like the Emperor of old, forcing the Emperor to step down from their thrones.

Qin Yun rejected this idea on the spot.

Trying to emulate the Emperor's all-or-nothing approach to Webway is far too risky.

We can only make repairs and try to make repairing the Webway a profitable business.

Trazyn will provide some knowledge and technology regarding the control of Warp life.

This allows the Imperium to build fortresses and strongholds within the Webway to fight against demons.

Kasareth would then request the Craftworld Ulthwe to provide them with technology for shaping Wraithbone using psionic energy.

Based on these technologies, Xi Ling will refine a feasible repair plan.

At that time, the Adeptus Mechanicus will repair and maintain some major waterways, and construct entrances and exits to ensure the safe navigation of Imperium ships.

If all else fails, you can also navigate using the Geller Field.

Navigating within the Webway at least allowed them to avoid the terrifying Warp Storm.

On the Imperial Glory side...

After the communication ended, Kasareth left the communications room.

Mandred and the other Warlock had been waiting for them outside for quite some time.

When asked what they had talked about, Kasareth did not hide anything and told them everything.

"In the end, they're not on our side." A soldier said, his voice full of disappointment. "Humans actually cooperate with the Necrons. You know, they are our eternal enemies."

"Don't dwell on that," Kasareth shook his head. "We need to focus on something else: they need to repair the Webway to meet navigation requirements."

"This is absolutely fantastic news for the Aeldari."

"What do you mean?" Mandred asked, puzzled.

"Think about it, if humanity and the Necrons fall in the battle against the gods, who will be the biggest winner?" Kasareth asked his fellow racemate beside him.

"Naturally, it's our race." A member of the Aeldari next to him blurted out without hesitation.

"When our race regains control of the Milky Way and repairs the Webway, it will naturally be ours." Kasareth said, with an air of complete control.

"Farseer is truly remarkable."

After listening to Kasareth's words, Mandred's eyes revealed admiration.

He truly deserves to be called Farseer; his vision is both far-reaching and profound.

They do not concern themselves with temporary gains or losses, but only with long-term, lasting achievements.

The Webway is intricate and complex, with countless branches.

In ancient times, it connected the entire Milky Way.

Of course, even with the abilities of the Old Ones,

It's also impossible for every planet to be connected point-to-point; a central hub is needed for circulation.

Among the many Webway connecting the Dark City to the City of Miracles, there is a crucial hub that must be passed through— the City of Dawn.

Vect, the overlord of the Commorragh, could not possibly remain indifferent to such provocation.

He immediately mobilized numerous Kabal in the Commorragh to exact revenge on humanity.

Let those Mon-keigh know who the true master of the Milky Way is.

The Dark Eldar of Commorragh have maintained the decadent lifestyle of the late Aeldari Empire, considering themselves the true descendants of the Aeldari.

They look down on most races in the Milky Way.

Humans pursued the enemy to the outskirts of the Commorragh and killed members of the Kabal of the Flesh-Flaying Blood Skull.

They even left behind provocative words.

This undoubtedly touched a raw nerve with them.

An Imperium built by Mon-keigh dares to challenge the master of the Milky Way; he's truly courting death.

Therefore, the Dark Eldar of Commorragh eagerly signed up.

They quickly assembled an army, intending to retaliate against humanity.

Their only route is the City of Dawn.

Meanwhile, a large group of players, led by Warmaster, were waiting here.

After hunting down the escapees of the Kabal of the Flesh-Flaying Blood Skull, they went back to replenish their weapons and ammunition.

Because everyone has purchased Dimensional Space.

So they all appear to be traveling light, but in reality, they are all mobile ammunition depots.

After receiving the Webway map from Xi Ling, the Warmaster quickly devised an ambush plan, intending to give Commorragh a shock from the God Chosen.

"I didn't realize you'd learned such good strategy in all this time. You even know how to ambush these Dark Eldar."

Ten-Timer spoke up in the team channel and Warmaster.

Warmaster: "We humiliated those guys so badly, how could those Dark Eldar not retaliate?"

"This is a big fish, brothers, we can't let them get away."

"Start assigning tasks now, all teams, start data sharing."

"The target has passed through area B and is moving towards area C on the map. It is expected to enter the time trap in three minutes."

"Once their ships enter the trap, we'll strike. Don't hold back with ammunition; bomb them like madmen."

"It doesn't matter if the Little Fish and shrimp escape, but not a single Dark Eldar warship, which is the big fish, will be allowed to escape."

"For the Emperor, brothers."

P. S.: Another long chapter of 5,000 words, hehe, do you guys still have any votes?

I wouldn't dare call it a "bursting out" of updates; writing 10,000 words a day is truly exhausting.

But I still shamelessly ask for votes; I'm just a few hundred short of three thousand.

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