The Incarnation of Slaanesh paused for a moment, then let out a soft laugh.
"What a pity." She withdrew her hand and lazily straightened up. "But... we'll meet again, little Angel."
She took several steps back, her figure gradually turning transparent before finally dispersing into a wisp of pinkish-purple mist.
Only her final whisper remained in the air.
"I look forward to seeing you again, hehehe..."
Xiao Huasheng collapsed onto the ground, cold sweat soaking her back.
She looked up at the Silent Orchestra and found the Conductor quietly watching her.
"What is it..." Her voice gradually weakened. Being pressed so close by Slaanesh's incarnation had not been a pleasant experience.
However, the Silent Orchestra's Conductor made a request. "We cannot reach that place. Take us to a concert. In exchange, we are willing to follow your arrangements, little performer."
As it spoke, it took out a dazzling little crystal bead and placed it in Xiao Huasheng's palm.
"Consider this the payment," the Conductor said.
"This is..." Xiao Huasheng looked at the bead in confusion. The Orchestra had never had something like this in the game.
[It is the energy source that sustains the entire Silent Orchestra. Even if the Silent Orchestra eventually leaves us, as long as we have this bead, we can still extract energy from it.]
Angela provided the explanation.
After hearing that, Xiao Huasheng nodded and pressed her hand against the Conductor's chest.
"Then you have to promise me. You're not allowed to casually hold concerts inside the company. I'll let you out to perform, since there are plenty of people in the company who simply can't withstand your singing."
"Actually, we also need to prepare for this concert. To give our audience a new experience, we need to compose new scores. It is unlikely that we will hold another concert anytime soon," the Silent Orchestra's Conductor said with a smile.
"Of course, we do not mind if you come learn our music. You may also visit us when you have time. You have the talent to become a performer."
Apparently, even the Silent Orchestra considered Xiao Huasheng's ability to sing along to be exceptional talent.
After she recalled the Silent Orchestra into Lobotomy Corporation.
The entire planet finally fell completely silent.
Once she felt that all the watching gazes had disappeared.
Xiao Huasheng let out a long breath and looked up at the sky.
"...I can't stand this damned place for another second."
[You were actually looking forward to it, weren't you?] Angela's voice chuckled softly in her mind.
"Who was looking forward to it?!"
Xiao Huasheng's cheeks turned as red as a cute apple. She closed her eyes and tried her best to deny it.
At that moment, a ship slowly approached from above.
Just as Xiao Huasheng had intended to leave, she immediately felt the sensation of being watched again.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Soon, three drop pods suddenly landed around her, cutting off every possible route of escape.
"Croak?"
Xiao Huasheng widened her eyes and stared at the scene in confusion.
There were more experts?!
In an instant, she saw three blue giants rush out. Without the slightest courtesy, they grabbed her.
By the time Xiao Huasheng realized she had been captured, an enormously heavy pair of handcuffs had already been locked onto her wrists, leaving her unable to even lift her arms.
"The target has been secured."
"Is this a Living Saint?"
"Doesn't look like one."
After being instantly seized by the three burly men, Xiao Huasheng had almost no room to resist.
Before she could even react, an enormous chunk of iron had already been clamped onto her.
She was dragged straight onto the ground and could not help crying out.
"Who are you?! What are you doing?! Wuwuwu... Let me go!"
The red-haired Angel was pinned to the ground, pitifully wriggling across it. Her voice was heartbreaking to hear.
"First, I was inexplicably tricked into coming here. Then I got beaten up for no reason. After seeing all kinds of disgusting things, I got harassed, and now I'm going to be imprisoned too? Why am I so unlucky? Wuwuwu..."
The moment Xiao Huasheng thought of her miserable fate.
She could not hold it in any longer and began to sob softly.
Angel, crying.
Seeing this crying... possibly pitiful "girl"?
Strange thoughts emerged in the Ultramarines' minds.
The Angel before them clearly possessed wings of light and a halo, looking exactly like a Living Saint.
Yet what she had just done made it impossible for the Ultramarines to believe that it was the work of a Living Saint.
What was more, the Angel before them lacked the characteristics of a mortal.
She did not possess the organs necessary for human reproduction. Even Astartes retained those organs.
Her inhuman appearance, combined with that Angel's compassionate face, made it difficult for the Ultramarines not to wonder what exactly had happened here.
Then, the captain looked over the entire battlefield, becoming even more certain of his suspicions.
He silently held his Boltgun as he stood atop a pile of corpses.
The light of the star pierced through the thin atmosphere behind him like blades, dyeing the entire battlefield crimson.
As far as the eye could see, the earth no longer existed.
In its place was a horrifying tableau paved with corpses and blood.
The Orks' massive bodies were stacked into mountains in all sorts of twisted poses. Their green skin had been torn apart, and muscle fibers hung from their skeletons like rags.
Many corpses had lost their heads, leaving only jagged breaks at their necks.
Even stranger, most of the remaining corpses had their arms spread wide and raised high toward the sky.
The starlight shone upon those corpses, and the bizarre sight sent a chill through the captain.
At the final moment before death descended, they had still been immersed in some extreme ecstasy.
Blood gathered into rivers, winding across the scorched earth and reflecting the light of the star, turning the entire land into a hellish pool of blood.
The air was thick with the stench of rust, and every breath felt like swallowing death itself.
And at the center of that mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
Xiao Huasheng was held to the ground by three Ultramarines. Her red hair lay scattered in disarray, and her wings of light drooped weakly like a captured bird's.
Tear tracks still streaked her cheeks, and her lips trembled slightly, as though she might burst into tears again at any moment.
The Ultramarines' captain silently swept his gaze around.
"What happened here?" His deep voice came through his helmet as he questioned Xiao Huasheng.
All of this was the work of the Angel before him.
Even though she looked so weak, scarcely different from an ordinary girl.
This record of battle was something that could not possibly be concealed.
Xiao Huasheng looked at the armored cans before her, and suddenly her memories were stirred.
She seemed to have seen helmets of this style before.
That was right, in front of that portal!
They were blue helmets like these!
Although she still did not understand the situation, the faint sense of familiarity made her slowly speak.
"I let the Silent Orchestra out, and then they died. I thought they were so powerful that they could have lasted a little longer."
"?"
Question marks appeared in the Ultramarines' minds.
Soon, she was wrapped in cloth and escorted aboard the ship.
Xiao Huasheng did not want to keep struggling. Right now, she needed to properly understand this world.
Otherwise, she had no idea how she was supposed to return.
Learning from this group might be a good choice.
And she would be personally interrogated by the Ultramarines.
Weak, Pitiful, but Able to Eat
"Report the current situation, Brother."
"We have withdrawn the Exterminatus request. A cleanup fleet will arrive shortly," an Astartes Brother replied.
After taking Xiao Huasheng away and explaining the situation, the ship's crew withdrew their application for Exterminatus.
However, there seemed to be a large amount of residual Warp energy here, and a massive number of Orks had died on the planet.
Therefore, if the Imperium wished to reactivate this planet, it would likely need to consider the purification process.
After inexplicably completing their mission, the captain was also deeply puzzled.
Why had an Angel of the Emperor appeared here...
An Angel seemingly belonging to the Emperor, because that rather foolish-looking girl did not resemble a Living Saint no matter how one looked at her.
Yet the halo had remained above her head the entire time, leaving everyone confused.
"Could she be the product of genetic modification?"
In the end, one Ultramarine voiced his thoughts.
In this universe, countless civilians believed in Angels, and some had even seen Living Saints.
Perhaps this girl was a mascot created by this planet to resemble an Angel.
Such situations were not uncommon.
"Impossible. We cannot extract any genetic material from her at all."
Recalling what had happened earlier, the captain rejected that idea.
Every time they attempted to extract genetic material, they could barely remove anything from her, not even a fragment of skin.
If they used a little too much force, that area became as hard as ceramite.
The captain requested that the ship remain in place temporarily and had the Librarian from their homeworld use Psychic Power in an attempt to draw out some answers.
Yet under Psychic Power, she was just as immovable as a massive stone. No matter how much Psychic Power approached her, it curved around her.
Like a boulder in a current, resisting the influence of Psychic Power.
The Librarian also admitted that there was nothing he could do.
Her traits had caused every method of interrogation to become considerably gentler.
This gave the ship holding her quite a headache.
"Did you get anything out of her besides the things she said?"
"Not yet, but we examined her skull. It is normal," the Brother replied.
"Then leave it for now. We'll deal with it after returning to Macragge," the captain finally said.
Suddenly, the Brother responsible for the interrogation spoke again.
"By the way, there is something I need to report."
"What is it?"
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