The Old Farseer

For Curze, his claim that the Emperor betrayed the Imperium may have been unintentional.

No one would believe that Emperor would betray humanity.

What he said was mostly a joke.

However, the Aeldari place unparalleled importance on Prophecy.

Even regarding the content of this Prophecy, both the Craftworld Aeldari and the Drukhari arrived at the same conclusion.

"Destruction!"

"Our race is about to face annihilation!"

In one of the Craftworld, Eldrad Ulthran, the oldest and most famous prophet of the Aeldari, let out a horrified roar.

"Prophet, what exactly did you see?"

"I see an incredibly dark future; my race will face annihilation in the future!"

This news spread like wildfire throughout the Craftworld.

Although there was a crazy and dangerous plan among the Aeldari high command, namely the Death God Ynnead.

This Grim Reaper is not an Old God, but a Grim Reaper born from the union of the souls of all Aeldari and the convergence of Infinity Circuits during the Aeldari's final battle. With His power, the Aeldari can escape the clutches of Slaanesh.

But right now, this plan is only just getting started.

If the Aeldari die completely at some uncertain future point in time, their souls will be unable to enter the circuit, and their plans will fail.

"Revered prophet, has fate given no sign whatsoever?"

Upon hearing this, the old prophet shook his head. In fact, fate had indeed given a prophecy, and a very clear one at that.

"We're going to see a person, or rather, a being."

What kind of existence is it?

"The Imperium of Man, Father of Night."

"The Father of Night? Is that the Father of Night, more than a decade ago, blew up the Commorragh with the skeleton of the Silent King?"

The Craftworld Aeldari were aware of the fate of the Drukhari, after all, the Commorragh were a legacy left by the Aeldari Empire.

Moreover, the Commorragh are not only inhabited by the Drukhari; they are a diverse and mixed community.

There's nothing you can't find there, only things you haven't even imagined.

"Yes, that's him."

"He will destroy our people?"

I don't know.

"Not sure?"

This was the first time they had ever heard those four words from the old prophet.

"Yes, the signs of fate in this person's life are contradictory."

"What exactly is it? Old prophet, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me quickly."

The high-ranking members of the Craftworld Aeldari were extremely anxious.

"In my Prophecy, this being belongs neither to this time and space, nor to any other time and space, nor to any moment in the present, future, or past."

He was both hope and Despair.

"Then we'll send someone to kill him now."

Do you want to wipe out the entire Craftworld Aeldari?

"But never forget how that being got to the Commorragh."

Keeper of Secrets led the way, with Prince of Pleasure as his protector.

Could they possibly be capable of assassinating someone with such a setup? How dare they? And how could they possibly be qualified?

"So what do we do now? Are we just going to stand by and watch?"

"No need to rush, I will go and meet that gentleman myself."

"Are you sure?"

"This is the best solution so far."

Putting everything else aside, Eldrad, as the oldest prophet in the entire Aeldari, was an old acquaintance of the Emperor.

Even if he couldn't see the Father of Night immediately, he could still use his relationship with the Emperor to pull some strings.

Finally, the old prophet set off.

With the aid of Aeldari Webway technology, he arrived at the Imperium of Man very quickly.

Almost the instant he arrived in the Segmentum Solar, the Emperor appeared before him.

What brings you here?

The Emperor frowned as he looked at the old prophet of the Aeldari before him.

With the investiture of the Imperium Warmaster imminent, this is the most complex moment in Humanity's Fate.

The emergence of the Aeldari is not a good thing.

"Neoth, I want to see the Father of Night in person."

"He's not here. If you want to see him, you should go to Nostramo, not come directly to Terra."

"Please introduce me, Neoth, as I have never met that gentleman before."

"Go ahead and see him if you want; I won't introduce you."

The Emperor had been troubled by the matter of appointing Warmaster after the Ullanor Crusade.

What's with this old Aeldari cabbage suddenly showing up here?

Isn't the Imperium of Man chaotic enough already?

"Okay, Neoth, I'll go by myself."

As an old acquaintance, he naturally knew that once Neoth refused, there would be no turning back.

Among the leaders of human history, Emperors were the strongest and the most stubborn. When they said no, it often really meant no.

Eventually, the old prophet left, but the Emperor stood there, unable to calm down for a long time.

Although this old Aeldari prophet often caused the Aeldari to suffer greatly...

But his Prophecy abilities were second to none.

Even the Emperor was somewhat bewildered at the moment the old prophet appeared.

According to his Prophecy, the old prophet should not have been here during this time.

But the fact remains that the old prophet has appeared, and what his appearance truly signifies, the Emperor has no way of knowing.

As for the old prophet, after being rejected by the Emperor, he rushed to Nostramo, but his soul was already sounding an alarm the moment he stepped into the Peaceful Star System.

It's dangerous there.

And it's extremely dangerous!

Absolutely! Absolutely! Absolutely must not go!

Just as he was about to turn tail and run, something suddenly appeared in his line of sight.

She was an exceptionally beautiful woman; no amount of praise in the entire history of the Aeldari could adequately describe her beauty.

"Little Old Man, where do you think you're going?"

"Sir, I did not mean to disturb you."

At this moment, the old prophet's Psychic Power was operating at full capacity, constantly strengthening his soul.

"Heh heh heh, the greatest and most famous prophet in the Craftworld Aeldari World. Suddenly he's outside the Peaceful Star System, and then he claims he was just passing through. Do you think I'd believe that?"

"Sir, I'm really just passing by."

"Heh, I don't care whether you're telling the truth or not. According to my master's orders, any Aeldari of your level who appears outside the Peaceful Star System must go in and meet Mr. Han."

"Your master?"

Six is Her Sacred Number.

Boom!

At this moment, all the Psychic Power that had been used to solidify the soul dissipated like a deflated balloon.

"May I be so bold as to ask who you are?"

"Xarathi."

Xarathi!

Why is this Greater Daemon here? And why can't I sense even the slightest hint of evil in its current Greater Daemon?

In fact, we need to rewind the timeline by half an hour to tell this story.