Aisha's Call

As Lox's words fell, beneath the witness of the Aeldari Laughing God and the human Emperor, the first collaboration between the two races was successfully settled.

"Although I do not know when the opportunity you speak of will come, if that day truly arrives and we can rescue your goddess Aisha from Nurgle's grasp, humanity will never stand idly by."

Lox gave his assurance, while the primarchs behind him displayed their support.

Unknowingly, Lox had also forged deep friendships with these loyal primarchs. From his first encounter with Guilliman to everything that had happened since, he could not help feeling overwhelmed by emotion.

Meetings were such wondrous things. A group of like-minded people came together under fate's arrangement, continuously joining hands and advancing toward a common goal.

"Enough nonsense. Let us begin. Perhaps it is not too late yet."

The Laughing God's power faded from Sylandri, restoring her usual cold and aloof appearance.

In truth, they also wished to disrupt Nurgle's plans. This was not meant as a gesture of goodwill toward humanity; it was simply because if the Plague God gained a primarch, the Aeldari would have yet another troublesome enemy.

The Aeldari's greatest enemy was the Prince of Pleasure, but that did not mean the other Chaos Gods were not enemies. Their threat was merely smaller compared to Slaanesh's.

Because of Aisha's existence, the Lord of Plagues had always hoped that her children would gather around her, so that the goddess who wept every day might find some happiness.

Nurgle's followers had always hoped to draw more Aeldari into the Plague Garden and turn them into one loving family.

But for the Aeldari, that was a death sentence. Everyone knew the consequences of living in the Plague Garden.

Just as Ulthran had said, Chaos was the common enemy