Oh, I see.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Fan understood that Yvraine's situation was now vastly different. Back when she had desperately searched the universe for the Cronesword, she had been completely in the dark. Finding even a cryptic clue about the Cronesword had been a stroke of luck.
Now, Lin Fan had told Yvraine the locations of every Cronesword in advance. Even the Greater Daemon of Slaanesh that had originally been following the Ynnari throughout the story had been summoned back by Slaanesh to fight Khorne's daemon armies.
Perhaps rather than interfering with the Croneswords merging into one, Slaanesh wanted more to experience the thrilling novelty of being violently stabbed through.
Phaeron Inamars was caught up in furious outrage at the Aeldari's stupidity. He projected his voice onto Alaitoc Craftworld and berated those Aeldari descendants with undisguised fury.
"You bastards have truly disgraced your ancestors! Your Phoenix Lords understood your race's nature better than anyone, which was why they entrusted the guardianship of those seals to our people! If all seven seals had been under your jurisdiction, I would probably have witnessed the grand spectacle of the late War in Heaven the very next day!"
"The late War in Heaven? What happened then?" Lin Fan asked. He had always been interested in stories the books did not fully explain.
"The late period... nothing much happened. The war that had lasted for ages finally ended. The C'tan, the Old Ones, and some of their vassal species were all wiped out. The desolate remnants of the universe contained only the Aeldari Empire, wild Orks, and us... along with the Warp rifts that had opened because of the war... The wails of war and the turbulence of psychic energy made the barrier separating the Warp increasingly fragile. In some regions, it