"So this will work?"
"In that brat's words, this can keep them in line."
"Ah... it sounds pretty unreliable..."
"What are you afraid of? I still remember all the tricks for playing a holy fraud back on Mars."
"Yeah. Malcador taught us."
With a synchronized sigh, The Emperor and the God-Emperor shed their disguises, becoming golden suns drifting through the Warp. The God of the Greater Good from before had been created by The Emperor, while the malicious intent had been conjured by the God-Emperor.
After all, there were many small sects within the Imperium that made sacrifices to the God-Emperor, and what they possessed had more or less made its way to him.
Once the God-Emperor had flown into a rage and flipped the table, Tzeentch slunk away with a strange grin. Finally freed from Tzeentch's incessant babbling, the God-Emperor turned part of his attention toward the vicinity of Damocles Gulf.
He still remembered what Lin Fan had told him: the T'au could be allied with, but only if they tied their Greater Good to the Imperium of Man.
That was why the scene just now had taken place. The God-Emperor's consciousness had drifted here, taking the form of the God of the Greater Good and sending off those aliens who had been fighting the human fleet moments earlier.
"I'm still worried about his plan. These T'au are far too insensitive to the Warp. If there hadn't been some humans aboard their ship, and if one T'au hadn't shouted, I wouldn't have been able to find them at all."
The God-Emperor complained, clearly holding the T'au in low regard.
"At least it's better than having them slaughter all humans after their faith collapses," The Emperor replied from within the God-Emperor's body. "By the way, where is that conceptual entity