Chapter 239: Come Quickly! Dante Has Died of Old Age!

Zhou Yun was slightly startled.

Besides Khorne, who had been watching Baal constantly, the other three Gods apparently did not know that Sanguinius had already been resurrected.

For when Guilliman was resurrected, it attracted the gaze of the entire Warp.

But immediately, Zhou Yun also slightly understood why this was so.

The resurrection of Guilliman was likely anticipated by the Four Gods, who had cast their gaze upon it long ago.

Whereas the resurrection of Sanguinius was purely an event outside of fate, and occurred alongside the Battle of Cadia.

At that time, the gaze of the Four Gods was all drawn to Cadia, fully occupied with stirring the Warp tides within the Eye of Terror; besides Khorne, who had been constantly watching Baal in an attempt to corrupt the Blood Angels, the other three Gods paid almost no attention to Baal.

And when Sanguinius was resurrected, the heavy shadows of the Hive Mind obstructed the Warp's prying eyes; the Crimson Scar sector where Baal was located was an astronomical phenomenon caused by Khorne's power, and its corresponding position in the Warp lay almost entirely within the Blood God's domain; all of this concealed the signs of Sanguinius's resurrection, and the Emperor may have provided assistance in this as well.

"Have you overlooked my own efforts?"

Sanguinius, as if seeing through Zhou Yun's thoughts, said:

"I have also worked very hard; taking advantage of the Great Rift's unfolding, when Warp storms were everywhere across the world, I dragged the entire Baal system, along with the sector within ten light-years nearby, into the gap between the Materium and the Immaterium, half-soaking it in your Warp essence."

"The nature of the Warp is chaos; even the Gods cannot master the flow of all Warp power. Furthermore, in the original fate, Baal would have been swept up in Warp storms anyway. As long as Khorne does not speak of my resurrection, and as long as I remain on Baal, the other three Gods will not notice my return."

"As long as I remain on Baal?" Zhou Yun emphasized the two words "Baal."

"To be precise, within ten light-years of Baal."

Sanguinius nodded slightly and explained:

"If I leave this range for more than five to ten minutes, They might notice my presence."

Zhou Yun fell slightly silent; if he left Baal, the other three Gods would fix their gaze upon him.

Only a Primarch can defeat a Primarch; this is even more true for the Great Angel.

Zhou Yun did not want to be attacked in rotation by the Prospero Ogryn, the old farmer of Barbarus, and the Cheemos sell-out scum as soon as he stepped out the door.

Oh, right, and the Star of Nuln; after the Great Rift unfolded, the time for Angron's resurrection countdown accelerated.

But he only pondered for a moment before thinking of a solution.

Zhou Yun reached out and shook his four-dimensional pocket on his belly.

"This four-dimensional pocket of mine was prepared precisely for lost souls."

"You shall enter and contemplate!"

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Sanguinius's mouth.

"We thought of the same thing."

"I have already reclaimed the Forge World of Hephaestus and gained control of the STC and the shipyards within it."

Sanguinius casually manipulated the projector on the table, and a small warship appeared in mid-air.

"Among them is a vessel nearly complete; after simple modifications, it will be sufficient to maintain a living space within your four-dimensional space."

"I will select one thousand Blood Angels and Space Marine warriors from the Chapter to go with me."

One thousand people, a full Codex Chapter's worth of troops; this made Zhou Yun nod slightly in satisfaction.

After the Battle of Baal, the Blood Angels had about ten thousand warriors remaining; some were needed to guard the Baal system, some to train new recruits, and some to clear the Tyranid swarms on nearby planets; squeezing out a force of one thousand, the size of a full Chapter, was already the limit.

Moreover, too many people would not necessarily be beneficial; after all, these warriors would all have to emerge from Zhou Yun's four-dimensional pocket, and too many would make deployment difficult.

"There is also one point: how shall we travel to Macragge?"

As he spoke, Sanguinius's fingertips moved slightly, and a star map of the galaxy appeared in mid-air.

The stars shone brilliantly like wild fireflies, but a hideous, bloody scar stretched across the galaxy in the void, particularly terrifying.

"The width of the Great Rift after its unfolding far exceeds ten light-years; your Anywhere Door cannot cross it directly."

"However, we all know the Great Rift is not an iron plate; there are passable channels within it, but I believe we have a better option."

As he spoke, Sanguinius looked at Zhou Yun.

"... Meet up with D'Kor first? Oh no, Belisarius Cawl, the Grand Sage?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and pointed to the area near Cadia on the star map.

The star map instantly zoomed in, revealing the sector where Cadia was located; with the unfolding of the Great Rift, that area nearby had almost entirely been swept up into the crimson Warp tides.

But both Zhou Yun and Sanguinius knew clearly that the Imperial forces in that area had not been completely destroyed.

The flagship of the Imperial Fists, the Iron Father, was still sailing there, while the Xie Sect forces led by the Grand Sage Belisarius Cawl were also launching operations.

The Key of Fate, crucial for resurrecting Guilliman, was manufactured by the Grand Sage Belisarius Cawl and is currently carried by him.

According to normal history, they would encounter the Aeldari Deathwatch next, and reach an alliance with the Aeldari Death God's herald, Yvraine; under her guidance, they would enter the Webway and travel to Macragge.

"That alien witch is troublesome," Sanguinius said slowly. "If she kills Guilliman, we will have no leverage over Guilliman."

Zhou Yun showed an expression of understanding and nodded: "We will use the Aeldari Webway, and incidentally prevent the Aeldari from killing Guilliman first."

"What about Yvraine? Five minutes; do you have confidence to cut through the Deathwatch and send her soul back to Slaanesh?"

Sending Yvraine to die immediately after using the Webway was obviously the safest course.

"Even the current Aeldari Death God incarnation will not be my match."

A smile with a hint of malice curled on the corner of Sanguinius's mouth:

"However, whether it can be resolved within five minutes depends on whether Ynnead is willing to risk everything for His chosen one."

"My proposal is that there is no need to break relations with the Aeldari; since they want to cooperate, then of course we can."

"Once you have been there once, your Anywhere Door can open a gate to the Webway at any time. If we can also find a way to obtain the Aeldari Webway map, the Webway, this Ancient One creation once coveted by the Emperor, can be used by us."

"The Webway map... it should be in the Black Library..."

Zhou Yun rubbed his chin, thinking of that legendary Aeldari Great Library, which should contain a relatively complete Webway map.

The only problem is that it is inhabited by one of the few remaining Aeldari gods, the Laughing God Xi Xi Gaoqi.

This one is even a master who can stand alongside the "Necron Buffet" C'tan Deceiver, the "Everything is Planned" Tzeentch, and the "I Am Not a God" Hua Di Huang as one of the four greatest liars in the galaxy.

Although Xi Xi Gaoqi is the lowest among the four liars, he is still not easy to deal with.

But if the Emperor's condition is still good, He would certainly not let slip this opportunity to plunder the Webway, and would also cooperate with Zhou Yun's actions.

It is worth taking a gamble. Besides the Webway map, the Black Library also holds the accumulated heritage of the Eldar across the ages; Zhou Yun dares not imagine how much money it could fetch.

Zhou Yun and Sanguinius exchanged a silent glance, and the two instantly reached an agreement. They must fleece the Eldar; they are a foolish rich fool of tens of millions of years.

The Eldar's purpose in helping resurrect Guilliman was actually to make humanity serve as a shield against Chaos for the Eldar, not to truly regard humanity as any kind of ally.

The Emperor told many lies ten thousand years ago, but on one point He spoke extremely correctly: xenos are simply not truly reliable.

Throughout the entire Age of Strife, xenos who did not backstab humanity were few and far between, and those beanstalk things of the Eldar were clearly not among them.

Since they can use humanity as a shield, Zhou Yun and Sanguinius can also covet their tens of millions of years of collections.

Zhou Yun had even already begun calculating what device could allow him to find the Black Library and sneak inside.

"By the way, what do you plan to do about Baal?" Zhou Yun shifted his gaze slightly away from the star chart and looked at Sanguinius with interest.

"I have already written the plan to rebuild the Ninth Legion; this is the directory."

Sanguinius, his expression unchanged, patted the thick stack of documents beside him, which was half his height, producing a dull thud:

"It only lacks one person to execute these plans after I depart."

"That must be a difficult task."

Zhou Yun could not help but sigh:

"We should choose a son of Sanguinius with seniority and reliability to execute it."

"This son had best have a full understanding of our stance, and be willing to violate the Codex for the benefit of all humanity, even bearing the burden of disloyalty to the Emperor."

"Alas, where does one find such talent?"

"Indeed, indeed, such talent is not easy to find." Sanguinius nodded approvingly,

and the two of them shifted their gazes together to the great door of the Crimson Council Hall. Their gazes seemed to penetrate the heavy door, looking at Dante outside.

Boom! Hiss!

A clattering sound rose, as if someone wearing heavy power armor had fallen.

"Lord Dante, I have come to relieve the guard."

"Lord Dante? Lord Dante, why have you fainted??"

"Gabriel Seth! Blood Angel Chaplain! Come quickly! Lord Dante has died of old age!"

The panicked voice of Gabriel Seth, Chapter Master of the Flesh Tearers, rang out as he urgently called for the Blood Angel Chaplain.

"I have always suspected that you tampered with my gene-seed across time in the future; otherwise, who could explain Gabriel Seth's mouth?"

Sanguinius shrugged slightly, putting on an expression of helplessness and innocence.

"You blame me for your gene-seed being faulty?" Zhou Yun glanced at Sanguinius: "Seth is a good person; it is just that mouth of his that will eventually cause his downfall."

Sanguinius shook his head lightly, then pulled one document from the stack and handed it to Zhou Yun:

"There is one more thing. Lagor might not survive."

"Who?" Zhou Yun's expression turned slightly strange: "Lagor?"

"You say Lagor is going to die?"

"Impossible. You were with me in Asphodel; you know Lagor's capabilities."

"Even if you died, I would not believe Lagor is going to die!"

Zhou Yun's face was full of disbelief.

"Look first." Sanguinius pointed to the document in Zhou Yun's hand.

Zhou Yun frowned, lowered his head, and looked at the document in his hand.

The more he looked, the stranger Zhou Yun's expression became; finally, he could not help but mutter:

"He didn't die on the spot??"

(End of this chapter)