The signs weren't obvious yet, but he would never ignore them. Lin Zhichen had already considered one possibility: "Those vanished Chaos tribes were most likely transformed into followers by the three Chaos Gods."
The Chaos Gods were certainly powerful, but their minions were not to be underestimated either. The arrival of even a single Greater Daemon in the Material Realm could unleash a terrible catastrophe.
It seems I still haven't prepared enough, he thought, looking across the Imperium.
The Fusion of Two Realms had brought tremendous upheaval to humanity, affecting both the people of the Warhammer World and those from the real universe.
The Imperium's eighteen institutions had doubled overnight. Shifts in power among them affected the development of humanity's political system. Even with the Emperor keeping watch from above, and the Imperial Nobles meeting every day to discuss and coordinate, the aftershocks of these changes to the power structure still shook all of human society.
Of course, these changes among the upper echelons of power had little effect on ordinary citizens. The greatest impact came from the state religion. These fanatical preachers truly spread faith in the Emperor throughout the Human World. The colonists, praising the Emperor's name, scattered the light of Human Civilization
across the entire Milky Way Galaxy.
In every colony, churches of every size sprang up in any district with a sizable population. Priests moved among them, sharing the Emperor's Holy Word Record with eager crowds.
An immense Power of Faith traveled along unseen connections and entered the divine realm. This special creation of the rules transformed it into pure golden divine power. Then, along that mysterious connection, it returned about one-tenth of that power to the faithful.
Of this divine power, roughly one-tenth went to the priests, four-tenths radiated through the temples, and the remaining