"Speaking of which, since the materials required for the Webway are so demanding, what materials did you use when you first began the Webway Project that could barely meet its requirements?"
Within the ancient Webway battlefield beneath the Golden Throne, Lox and the Emperor were steadily advancing through the wreckage-strewn grounds.
The Master of Mankind held the Emperor's Sword, its blazing golden flames sweeping in every direction and cleansing away all Warp corruption hidden within the tangled Webway ruins.
Though the Emperor had personally joined this Webway war, that did not mean the Master of Mankind needed to wield a weapon himself and slaughter the endless Warp daemons pouring into the Webway.
He had an even more important task—using his psychic power to slow the daemons' incursion while thoroughly purifying the ancient Webway battlefield.
This was undoubtedly meticulous work. After the Webway War had failed, enemies from the Warp had entrenched themselves here, ceaselessly corrupting the internal structure of the artificial Webway with Chaos power.
In other words, these Webways had long been thoroughly soaked in the Warp's sewer stench.
If the foundation had problems and those hidden dangers were not removed in time, the new human Webway built atop it would be plagued by disaster from its very roots.
"What materials did we use back then?"
"Good question."
The Emperor, who had been conducting Webway decontamination, suddenly revealed an odd smile.
"Lox, I recall that you came from the early third millennium of human civilization, correct?"
"I wonder if you ever heard of something called 'fake chocolate.'"
Hearing the Emperor suddenly drag the topic so far back into the past, Lox froze for a moment, then a vague sense of familiarity surfaced within him.
"I vaguely remember it. It seemed to be something mentioned in an extremely ancient film