The Emperor's projection in the Warp was a pale sun. Su Ming had known that for a long time. Though it was not some indescribable true form of a demon god, it was generally somewhat similar to the "heavenly and earthly dharma form" found in xianxia settings.
Since he already knew the Emperor held an advantage in that regard, Deathstroke naturally had a targeted plan before entering the Webway battlefield: use Little Cousin's causality to counter him.
The Webway was psychic territory. Here, Su Ming and Wade might not have been able to project the grotesque face image into the sky through technology or magic, but Efferal's psychic power could. Or rather, the Laughing God standing behind her could.
Su Ming guessed that the Laughing God, who loved pranks and comedy, would certainly be willing to try such an amusing plan. After all, the Eldar had spent tens of millions of years studying how to wield power within the Webway.
He probably wanted to see whether the Emperor would throw up too, right?
Things turned out just as Su Ming had expected. The Laughing God made his move in secret. Not only did he ensure that the Sister did not vomit through a mad joke, he also amplified the psychic effect through her, drawing the eyes of both daemons and humans.
Because he was the first Joker in the universe, whenever a Joker appeared, he always drew attention. Some would be delighted, some would be terrified, but it was hard to ignore something cackling so strangely.
Efferal had originally been an insignificant chess piece to the Emperor. The Laughing God picked her up and remade her in the Black Library, coated her in Golden Light, then threw her out as bait to trap a fragment of The Trickster. Her memories