After Sanguinius left, Zhou Yun's figure rippled faintly for several moments.
His volume did not change at all, but if Sanguinius had still been standing here, he would have been surprised to find that Zhou Yun seemed much larger.
This was because Zhou Yun had awakened some fragments of his own consciousness within the city, making them realize that they were not humans from Taichung in the late twentieth century, but parts of Zhou Yun himself. This caused Zhou Yun's will to abruptly swell.
But it also brought some side effects. Extreme emotions began to arise within Zhou Yun's will, giving him malicious, extreme, excessive impulses.
Knowledge required to carry out those malicious impulses also sprang into his mind.
For instance, he could create a biological weapon with a single thought, one that could spread among the dwarves and reduce their average height by another ten centimeters.
For instance, he could create a psychic radiation tower to alter what the Blood Angels saw during the Black Rage, making them watch a Sichuan opera version of Horus and Sanguinius.
For instance, he could create a virus that spread through ink and parchment, changing every occurrence of "Imperium" in Ultramarines records into "Second Imperium."
Ah, why am I so awful?! Zhou Yun could not help thinking to himself.
He restrained the extreme emotions in his heart, suppressed those malicious urges, maintained his basic humanity, and turned his gaze beyond his own domain.
Normally, Zhou Yun remained in the same state he had been in while speaking with Sanguinius, completely cutting off his peripheral will, retaining only his most fundamental will, and spending most of his time asleep.
He had only awakened a small portion of his will because he had a small meeting to attend.
Zhou Yun took a shallow breath, and