Only one seal of the Flawless Cube remained. All the Aeldari present lowered their heads and closed their eyes. Only one Farseer opened his eyes, dispelled the final rune, and the Flawless Cube entered his eye.
The Farseer kept his eyes closed, using psychic power to find the direction. The next moment, he opened his eyes toward the Executioner Dynasty fleet.
The Flawless Cube transcended space and time, pressing onto the pyramid's surface like a sticker and seeping deeper inside.
With their superior monitoring equipment, Trazyn, Rotaros, Szeras, and Inamars all turned toward the Flawless Cube. Pharaoh Inamars sprang from his throne, while his sorcerers instinctively began preparing even more abstruse technological rituals.
"What happened?" Lin Fan asked. Then he heard laughter growing louder and louder, while a rotten fragrance wafted from behind everyone.
Fulgrim and his Emperor's Children were exceptionally sensitive to that scent. They sensed Slaanesh's daemons surging toward them.
"Prepare for battle!" Fulgrim shouted. Every warrior raised their weapon, while Perturabo's armor extended numerous cannons and missile launchers.
"Fifth? Fourth? What are you doing?" Seeing Jaghatai still leisurely poking at his food with a knife, Fulgrim could not help asking.
"You'll know soon enough." Jaghatai wore a meaningful smile as he spoke. He cut off a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, only to be revolted by its sand-like texture the next moment. Still, he kept his expression steady, refusing to let his calm and unruffled image collapse. "Perturabo, you should try this meat too. It tastes pretty good—much better than what that kid makes."
"Oh?" Perturabo cut himself a piece as well. The instant he put it in his mouth, his expression turned extremely ugly. Seeing Jaghatai's gloating face, Perturabo threw a punch at him.
Though puzzled by his two brothers' behavior, Fulgrim