Chapter 183: I'll let you get off work after beating the Hive Mind!

"Do you still remember who guided you, right?"

A smile appeared at the corners of Zhou Yun's mouth, gentle and not disgusting.

Clearly his appearance was so young, but his tone was like an elder teaching Dante who had lost his way.

That tone even made Dante recall his father Areias.

What made Dante most horrified was that what Zhou Yun said was completely correct. That was exactly his experience when he was eleven years old.

Zhou Yun spoke so detailedly, without a single error in every detail, as if he were watching Dante at that time.

Most importantly, when Dante was almost dying of thirst in the desert that year...

"He guided you, didn't he?" Zhou Yun asked with a smile: "When you were almost dying of thirst in the desert, that figure wearing golden armor, with clean white metal wings, and a thorny halo floating behind his head?"

"He had a long sword as tall as an adult hanging at his waist, a red and white badge on his shoulder armor, and held a holy cup filled with blood-red color high in his hand..."

Dante's body trembled slightly.

He had indeed seen it. When he was almost dying of thirst in the desert, an angel descended among the yellow sands, pointing out the direction for Dante.

Over the past thousand years, Dante had always believed that it was the protection of the angel. If there had been no such protection, Dante would have died on the way to participate in the trials long ago.

Dante had never told anyone about this, nor did he believe that evil gods could easily pry into the moments protected by Sanguinius.

Could it be, could it be that the one watching over him at that time was not just Sanguinius... Dante gazed at Zhou Yun. Zhou Yun's smiling expression caused turmoil in his heart.

Dante's thousand years of experience could not see any falsehood in it, only sincerity.

"... He guided you, letting you find a corpse. There were four bottles of water on that corpse, everything you dreamed of within a week of being trapped in the desert..."

"I still remember, you used a cane to dig a pit in the sand, buried the corpse as much as possible, and prayed to the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang, praying that his soul would return to the Golden Throne... And you thanked him for his hope."

"You should know that I am the Lord of Death. When I saw this scene, I was very satisfied with you."

Zhou Yun touched Dante's memory gently:

"You understand the value of death. You are a good child and will become a good Chapter Master."

"I said this to Sanguinius at the time, and he also nodded and praised you."

Dante fell into silence. For a moment, he really couldn't judge the truth or falsehood of what Zhou Yun said.

He seemed to have really watched Dante participate in the trials and watched Sanguinius give Dante guidance.

If all this was really Zhou Yun's lie, then Dante had to say he was the most excellent actor in the entire galaxy.

"You performed very well in the first trial, refusing to swing the butcher's knife at your companions, and kept your high purity and morality as a human."

"This is exactly what we need... Louis of Baal II. We don't hope that the future Chapter Master of the Blood Angels will abandon his high purity as a human, because the Blood Angels suffer from such terrifying curses. Once they think they are heartless weapons, they will inevitably be controlled by the Red Thirst and the Black Rage."

"Deep in your heart, beneath that face of Dante, you are still the son of the salt seller. This is also the reason we chose you."

"The burden of a thousand years is not something everyone can bear. You must bear all the curses and hardships, and stand in Angel's Fortress at this moment."

Zhou Yun's face carried deep sadness, and he sighed gently:

"Salt-boy, for humanity, you have suffered tremendous pain. You should have welcomed relief and peace earlier. You have earned this reward a thousand times."

"But he cannot, and I cannot. Even though I am Death itself, I cannot grant you a peaceful sleep."

"You still need to bear the pain, you still need to make those difficult judgments, and you still need to fight for humanity."

"Now, Salt-boy Dante, please tell me, are you willing to trust me?"

Mephiston, standing in the corner of the room, looked at this scene in horror.

His expression was full of confusion and fear. Is this a conversation he can listen to?

That Warp existence actually claimed... claimed that Dante becoming Chapter Master was arranged by Him and Sanguinius all along??

And what Zhou Yun just said, Dante actually didn't refute?

Mephiston couldn't help but start recalling the information he knew about Dante, and actually felt vaguely that there were too many coincidences in Dante's life, as if it were deliberately arranged.

From Dante participating in the trials to becoming a Blood Angel, and then to becoming the Chapter Master of the Blood Angels...

In an instant, the look in Mephiston's eyes toward Dante became strange.

He felt that he didn't look like Erebus; Dante was the real Erebus... A life arranged by a Warp existence.

Dante was silent for a long time, and after a while, he spoke slowly: "Will I welcome death? Will I get the peaceful sleep I want?"

"... Yes," Zhou Yun lied without blushing or skipping a beat: "I promise you."

"On the day the Battle of Baal ends, when humanity welcomes hope, you will get the peaceful sleep you deserve."

"Dante, you are the most excellent descendant of Sanguinius. This is what you deserve."

"... I almost trust you." Dante's face was slightly pale, and his expression was slightly shaken.

The power contained in Zhou Yun's words was too strong, even Dante, whose mind had been tempered for a thousand years, felt unable to resist.

He could perceive that this voice did not contain any Warp power, not like the seduction of a Lord of Change.

What's more... "What's more, I really don't know which dark god would seduce people with death."

A bitter smile appeared at the corners of Dante's mouth.

Tzeentch craved endless change, Khorne craved eternal slaughter, Slaanesh loved indulgence, Nurgle loved every life.

No matter which of the four it was, they would not seduce people with the death of only peaceful sleep.

"Louis Dante," Zhou Yun said softly: "You should make a decision. The mission of a thousand years is about to end..." "..." Dante hung his head in silence.

Zhou Yun's words almost stripped away all the masks Dante wore on his face, exposing the face of that salt seller's child.

Dante looked through the mirror on the table, his eyes full of turmoil.

He indeed almost believed Zhou Yun's words, and even felt close to Zhou Yun unconsciously.

But deep in his mind, the reason accumulated over a thousand years was still resisting, reminding Dante of the risks involved.

"... I will consider this matter." Dante endured the impulse to agree in his heart, his face slightly pale as he said.

His experience told him that he must never make a decision on impulse... He needed some time to calm down.

Zhou Yun looked at this scene, but only nodded slightly.

He knew he had done enough.

Relying on his understanding of Dante's life and the extreme acting skills bestowed by the Acting Script Board & Robot Director Hat, Zhou Yun successfully pushed hard on the balance in Dante's heart... This was enough. As time passed, the effect of the words just now would not disappear, but would become more and more intense, pushing Dante to make the actions Zhou Yun needed.

"It doesn't matter," Zhou Yun said with a smile: "We have waited for a thousand years, and now we can continue to wait for a while. After all, the time is not yet ripe."

"But before the Hive Mind descends, I hope to hear the answer."

Zhou Yun had to wait for the Hive Mind to descend and block the Warp before he could go to resurrect Sanguinius, otherwise he would have to face the attack of Khorne directly.

What's more, there was Ka'Bandha, the Bloodthirster of Khorne who was already trying to invade Baal, that had not been dealt with.

"What if I refuse?" Dante raised his head and asked.

"Then I will be very disappointed... But I still insist that the best choice was made by Sanguinius and me back then. You are a good Blood Angel, Dante, perhaps the best one."

Zhou Yun shook his head gently and said:

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"But my promise with the Lord of Baal must be fulfilled. I will achieve the goal in my own way, Dante."

Dante was silent, and after a while, he nodded slowly: "I will answer you in the next few days. Mephiston, arrange accommodation for this Lord."

Standing in the corner to the side, Mephiston, whose face was somewhat horrified, nodded in confusion.

The things he had just heard were too terrifying.

If what Zhou Yun said was true, then Dante was arranged to be Chapter Master by a Warp existence.

If what Zhou Yun said was false, that would be too scary. This ability to seduce people was simply stronger than a Lord of Change.

"Good," Zhou Yun nodded slightly, and smiled as he pushed open the pinkish-red wooden door. Behind the wooden door appeared the light belonging to the star Adalia.

It was clearly leading to the Saintly Treasury belonging to the Blood Angel Librarians.

The light of the star, restrained and compressed by the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's own power, shone on Zhou Yun, but Zhou Yun's expression remained as usual, seemingly completely unaffected.

Dante noticed this, and the turmoil in his eyes lessened slightly.

"Dante," Zhou Yun turned his head and looked at Dante: "Your father is proud of you."

Dante's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but ask: "Which one?"

Zhou Yun smiled not unexpectedly: "Both."

After saying that, Zhou Yun disappeared into the wooden door with Mephiston, and the pinkish-red wooden door also disappeared from the spot.

Only Dante was left sitting in the office, covering his forehead in exhaustion.

In the Saintly Treasury, Zhou Yun looked at the star hovering in the air with great interest.

He knew that this thing was restrained by the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's psychic power... I wonder how much this thing is worth?

"My Lord," Mephiston asked in a low voice: "What you just said..."

Zhou Yun noticed Mephiston's expression, blinked, and said: "Of course it's true. I'm not some blue-haired bird."

"Look at my sincere expression, does it look like I'm lying?"

Mephiston's eyes twitched slightly as he listened to Zhou Yun's words.

"Alright... Everything that could be done on Dante's side has been done. Let's talk about the Warp side..."

"To deal with Ka'Bandha, I have an idea. Can you take the initiative to summon Ka'Bandha to a specific location?"

"For example, summon him to a... semi-circular pocket?"

"Ah?" Confusion appeared on Mephiston's face.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 184 =====