Does This Angel Cub Belong to You?

The Emperor ultimately agreed.

What else could he say? You're a rules monster, so you call the shots.

But in all honesty, although Lin En had sounded so confident, thumping his chest and rattling off one plan after another, he currently had no way to purify the Red Thirst or Black Rage.

The Red Thirst was a curse in the Gene-seed, a genetic defect carried in Sanguinius's own genetic template.

The Black Rage was the death echo branded into his descendants' Gene-seed at the moment Sanguinius died in battle.

Both were genetic mutations, not corruption.

Damn these genetic mutations.

How exactly could they be reversed?

The Sister's eyes were the same way.

Most of the people in 40K were in the same situation.

Sigh.

But he would definitely find a way.

There was no use panicking now, and the most urgent problem wasn't this anyway—

The Lamenters were fine for now; they were merely unlucky. But as for the Blood Knights and Flesh Tearers, he really had to find a way to buy them some time.

The most pressing matter was finding a way to slow the deterioration of the Blood Knights and Flesh Tearers, who were already on the brink of falling, and stabilize the situation until he found a cure.

Lin En asked the system, "My brilliant and mighty system bro, is there any way to slow the deterioration of the Blood Knights and Flesh Tearers? A temporary solution is fine. As long as it can buy us some time."

He hadn't expected the system to answer, but to his surprise, it actually did!

The system said: [There wasn't one originally, but there is a way here with the Emperor. What do you think—if you asked the Emperor to lend you all this psychic power, would he lend