I Am Your Gift!

Although the biggest problem had been solved, Alvin looked back at the Blood Angels, who was still in a frenzied state, shouting that he wanted to kill Horus, and couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

"What do we do?!"

Alvin could only pin his hopes on Winnie; surely the Yellow Skin could find a way?

"I'll settle the score with you when we get back!" Winnie rolled her eyes at him, indicating that things weren't that simple.

After that, he walked toward the crazed Blood Angels.

The Dark Angels stood guard, watching the frenzied, ecstatic Blood Angels, and couldn't help but feel worried.

To be fair, although they are Fallen Angels, at least their Gene Seed are still pure, but these "comrades-in-arms" are not necessarily so.

According to Imperium law, such Gene Seed must be executed. No wonder the Chaos Gang on the other side felt that these people were more like the Chaos Gang than they were!

Anyone who witnessed this scene would probably think that these crazed Blood Angels had Khorne.

Winnie approached the crazed warriors and softly chanted something. Under the gentle golden light, they gradually regained their senses.

Garell immediately stepped forward and injected them one by one with the blood from the Holy Grail to control these madmen. Next, Alvin had the Dark Angels burn down the virus-infested Garden of Nurgle and temporarily seal it off.

We await further instructions from the Vought officials.

With his current methods, it would be difficult to completely eliminate this type of Warp domain, so it's best to leave the professional matters to the professionals.

Of course, there is another reason as well.

Alvin couldn't wait to see what this "gift" the old man was talking about was.

When they met the Grand Sage Burn Coch, everyone was shocked by his wolf-fox appearance.

It's hard to imagine that this is a Grand Sage of the Mechanicus, his red robes shattered, his mechanical arm dismantled, and his body bearing numerous marks of beatings and abuse.

"Did you do this?" Alvin stared at "Void Dragon," who seemed most like the culprit.

Did I do it?

The Void Dragon sneered, grabbed Byrne by the neck, and asked viciously.

No! Absolutely not!

Bourne screamed in terror, "I fell down all by myself! It wasn't the messenger of the great Omnissiah who did it! It was me—it was all my fault! I'm a sinner! I deserve to die!"

Alvin's lips twitched, staring speechlessly at the Void Dragon: "What exactly did you do to him?"

3

"Didn't he want to see Omnissiah?" The Void Dragon shrugged, saying nonchalantly, "I let him see him, and while I was at it, I went into his brain and found something. This guy was uncooperative, so on behalf of Omnissiah, I taught him a lesson."

"Are you crazy? Who wants to see Omnissiah?" Alvin was too lazy to even comment, so he said to Bourne, who was cowering in the corner with a terrified look on his face, "Go open the door."

Bourne scrambled to his feet and went to the gate of Fernando's vault, where he entered the passwords one by one.

Click!

The mechanical door lock turned slowly, emitting a heavy mechanical noise.

Alvin stepped back behind the group, letting the Void Dragon stand in front, lest that old fox resort to any more underhanded tricks.

With C'tan leading the way, a Living Saint on the left, Sisters of Silence on the right, and a full-strength Dark Angels Tactical Squad, the sense of security is off the charts!

With such a star-studded lineup, even if the old fox had hidden a "Great Unclean One" within, he would still kick him.

Take it back to the Warp!

The treasure vault doors opened, revealing complete darkness inside. The Void Dragon walked fearlessly at the forefront; he was a god of the Materium, how dare a mere "rat" from the Warp so arrogantly before him?

The Dark Angels advanced slowly behind in tactical formation, while Alvin, protected by the "Living Saint" and the Sisters of Silence, entered the treasure vault.

"Control!"

"Control!"

The Dark Angels occupied the best firing range, forming a crossfire to ensure the safety of the entire vault.

After the lights were turned on, the entire vault came into Alvin's view. It had been almost completely emptied, and at a glance, it was completely empty.

"You old fox, you want me?!" A cross-shaped vein bulged on his forehead. He knew this old bastard wasn't so kind; he was going to play a trick on him one last time before he died!

"There's life in it—" The Void Dragon suddenly stopped, pointing to an extremely secluded chamber, almost impossible to spot without careful observation. "It's in here. It looks like a human."

Humans?

How could there possibly be any humans in the Fernando Family's treasury?

Alvin frowned slightly, gesturing for him to open the door.

The Void Dragon turned and glared at Bourne. The poor Grand Sage was so frightened that he ran away in a panic and hurriedly went up to verify the password.

Drop!

With a sound, the secret chamber opened.

Clinging to a last glimmer of hope, Alvin turned his gaze into the secret room, only to freeze in place.

This secret room was very small, only a dozen square meters, and it didn't contain any treasures, but rather—"a person, bound to a rack with steel chains."

"Lillian?!"

Upon seeing the bound person clearly, Alvin couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise. Wasn't she sacrificed by Lloyd?

"Ah-... Your His Highness Alvin," Lillian struggled to lift her head, her lips pale, seemingly extremely weak, and said feebly, "You..."

It worked! I knew you could win.

Inside the secret chamber of the Fernando Family treasury was Lillian, a scene that nearly shocked Alvin Rock.

"Put her down first."

Several Dark Angels went up, cut the chains, and took Lillian down from the rack, while also checking her physical condition.

"There's no sign of being infected by Chaos." The priest nodded, still not letting his guard down even after confirming it was safe.

If he discovers that the woman is even slightly threatening Alvin, at this distance, he can crush her head instantly.

"What on earth is going on? How did you get here?" Alvin was completely baffled. The old fox had promised to give him a gift, but instead he'd stuffed his granddaughter into the secret room. Was he kidding?

After Byrne injected the weakened Lillian with a potion, her pale face regained some color and rosy hue, and she spoke with renewed strength, "Your His Highness Alvin, I—I am 'The Gift'."

Alvin Rock Machine.

He seemed to sense a resentful yet angry gaze drifting from the side, and couldn't help but shiver. "Wait, you're the 'gift'—what does that mean?"

An ominous premonition swept over me.

"It means exactly what it says." Lillian lowered her head, her ears seemingly flushed red, and whispered, "I am the 'gift' he gave you, Your His Highness Alvin."

"Snort."

Hearing this, Winnie could no longer hold back. She let out a cold snort, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop to freezing point.

Good heavens, even after the old man is dead, they still want to screw him over?

Alvin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had known this would happen, and that's why he didn't let Winnie come!

The surrounding Dark Angels all looked down, seemingly lost in their own thoughts.

Fortunately, Lillian, sensing the awkward atmosphere, quickly offered an explanation, which softened the coldness on Winnie's face considerably.

"Because the 'Eternal Forge' —only the heir certified by the previous head of the Fernando Family has the qualifications and authority to use it."

At this point, Lillian's expression became complicated as she softly said, "And I was the last person he certified as the heir of the Fernando Family before he executed the plan. Only I have the authority and qualification to use the 'Eternal Forge'."