The highly concentrated Divine Power Crystals gleamed with the rich luster of gold. To store his vast reserves of divine power, he had simply replaced the palace floor tiles with Divine Power Crystals.
A single Divine Power Crystal, one meter on each side and several inches thick, required a year of prayer from a hundred thousand devout believers to condense. By now, the great hall of the palace was already covered in golden crystals, which were gradually spreading outward. The upper reaches of the entire mountain
range were slowly beginning to shine with golden light.
After the state religion underwent a rigorous purge, a new generation of priests replaced the old ones and spread the Emperor's faith throughout the empire, and even among the intelligent species of the entire Milky Way Galaxy. With an endless river of faith gathering, the divine power accumulated in this realm was
growing explosively by the day.
In primitive times, a single Life Planet could give rise to hundreds or even thousands of primitive deities. They waged constant wars among themselves over faith, but all they could do was throw their weight around on their own planet.
Compared to a realm that occupied the entire Milky Way Galaxy, the faith of a single planet was insignificant. If the whole Divine Kingdom hadn't converted that mighty torrent of faith, it could have corroded a powerful Sage-level being until they lost their personality and became a true deity.
Slaanesh's fall meant that, from then on, the Milky Way Galaxy only had to face invasions by two Chaos Gods. It was a major victory for the lives of the Material Realm against the daemons of the Warp. As the Milky Way Galaxy continued to merge, intelligent life had regained the upper hand.
The consecutive deaths of two Chaos