Slaanesh gazed sadly at that cage. Of course, It could not see what was happening inside. Until the people within broke the cage, even It could not see.
It simply wept, wept for the suffering the lives of this universe were about to endure. And wept for the suffering the lives of another universe were about to endure.
It pitied them.
Pity.
The word flashed through Its mind, and then, as if it had triggered some keyword, Its crying stopped in an instant. Its expression went blank, and at that very moment, an illusory soul emerged from Its body.
"That Treefolk's technology really is impressive," the soul said with a faint smile. "Alteration of godhood, replacement of Divinity, even this kind of parasitism that a god can't detect itself can be done. How interesting."
It glanced at the cage nearby, stared at it for a few seconds, and the smile on its face began to grow wider and wider. This soul did not have the blurred features of the other Angels. On the contrary, it had distinct facial features.
Smiling, it raised its head and looked toward the fissure at the top of the false starry sky, then slowly flew upward, while Slaanesh followed behind it without the slightest awareness.
Now, the God of Humanity had already been held up. Though it could not expand this fissure enough for the army to enter with a single soul alone, it still had a god-puppet.
Stopping beneath the fissure, it glanced at Slaanesh and commanded, "Pour all your power into this Portal."
Slaanesh blankly raised Its hand, about to obey. But at the very instant Its power was about to be poured in, the sound of something shattering rang out. Then a pillar of azure light slammed into It and sent It