"How did you plan to move away a giant tree containing a world spirit? Were you sure you could bring it into the Webway?"
"Tell me, how were you supposed to cram something like this into such a tiny Webway passage?"
Lox looked up into the distance. A colossal tree that nearly reached the heavens stood right before him.
They were now at the heart of the Exodite Aeldari ancestral land, where the physical form of the world spirit, Iva, resided.
According to his original plan, they would only reach this true garden of the Aeldari after completely destroying the Exodite Aeldari defenses and transferring ownership from the Aeldari to humanity.
But with the help of Seer Uslan, he could spare them the unpleasant bloodshed and death.
Lox did not actually enjoy fighting and killing. When dealing with others, relationships and social maneuvering mattered more.
If he completely offended these bean sprouts, some heroic avenger might emerge in the future to seek revenge against humanity and cause trouble.
Uslan stood beside him. The seer, holding a staff and carrying his helmet, ignored the hatred and fury in the Exodite Aeldari's eyes.
He understood that, in the eyes of these distant cousins, he had long betrayed Aeldari glory and become the sort of person known as a traitorous guide.
The Exodite Aeldari population was far too small—so small that they had not even produced talents capable of seeing the bigger picture. Uslan felt a deep sorrow.
Uslan did not care about anyone's judgment. He only cared whether his dream could be realized: all races in the material universe uniting to fight the great enemy of Chaos.
Humanity would be the most crucial step in that plan. Whether in numbers or quality, humanity was the most suitable ally. As for the Exodite