For humanity, there were four malevolent gods watching the universe like tigers eyeing their prey.
For the other races, there were five gods, and the followers of one of them were basically all in the material universe.
Yvraine described this fact in an extremely blasphemous tone, drawing fierce opposition from the Space Marines. They angrily denounced the xenos for lumping the great and sacred Emperor together with the twisted and evil Dark Gods, roaring that they would chop off Yvraine's head and hang it by their beds, then skin her and stuff the hide with stones to make a dummy.
"See? What did I tell you? What they do isn't much different from Khorne."
Yvraine raised a hand and erected a barrier, cutting off the Space Marines' insults. She looked to Lin Fan and handed him the authority to begin the ritual.
Lin Fan gestured toward Perturabo with his chin and quietly told Yvraine to prepare to restrain him.
"Why? Isn't he our comrade?"
"He doesn't like psychic powers. He's a stubborn engineering nerd. If he finds out you're going to perform some magical ritual on him, he'll definitely lose his temper and tear your ship apart."
"All right..."
Yvraine answered helplessly, using psychic communication to tell the Warlocks to prepare. She also poured more power into the shield isolating the Space Marines.
The Warlocks' psychic power surged. Chains shot toward Perturabo, binding the caught-off-guard Primarch tightly.
"We can't hold him for long!"
Perturabo glared ferociously at the Aeldari. He knew these Aeldari could not be trusted. He lifted the lock on the Space Marines' armour and broke free of the psychic chains.
The Carcharodons and Lamenters had no idea what disagreement had arisen between the xenos and the traitor. They charged at the shield, turning their bodies into deadly