Inside the conference room.
Everyone moved to this more professional setting to discuss the matter in detail.
The projection displayed events taking place elsewhere on Terra at that very moment.
It showed an alliance of Terran warlords called the Albion Empire preparing for war.
It also showed the council of a North African power called The Conclave, where all the councilors were discussing how to respond to the Albion Empire's armies.
"The council footage we are seeing already took place in the past. The Conclave council decided to appoint Kibuka, a pro-war councilor, as commander of the war effort. He persuaded the powers near The Conclave to form a coalition army against the Albion Empire's invasion."
"And now, the two sides are at war."
As Qin Mo spoke, he adjusted the projection to the battle currently underway.
The two armies faced each other on the plains, while Kibuka, the pro-war councilor of The Conclave, wielded his Psychic Power.
Dense blue lightning rained down over the battlefield, bombarding the enemy. Yet when it struck the coalition led by The Conclave, it not only spared the soldiers but even clung to their armor and weapons, making them stronger.
The Albion Empire was being steadily driven back. Their defeat was inevitable.
But the Emperor and Malcador were not focused on the battle. What they were considering was what lay behind it.
The Albion Empire's armies were extraordinarily cruel. Wherever they went, blood flowed like rivers, and their tyrant was particularly fond of watching gladiatorial contests.
Taken together, these signs made it obvious which minor god of the Dark Gods in the Warp the people of that empire worshipped.
Meanwhile, The Conclave, the Albion Empire's opponent, made extensive use of Psykers and Psychic Power technology.
The still-unnamed intelligence agency established by Malcador had carried