Chapter 294

"I am Slaanesh!!!"

The aria, sharp enough to make one's hair stand on end, resounded through the entire corridor, and even the Sublime Avatar, who was a companion with this Harlequin, trembled.

The name of the Dark Prince was spoken directly in the physical universe, and the blasphemous and obscene voice resounded under the curtain of reality.

The Harlequin's body had flesh writhing, and tentacles seemed to be writhing under the skin, her entire voluptuous body further developing and swelling.

That was a single horn.

Zhou Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Sublime Avatar was responsible for playing the Laughing God himself in the Harlequin's plays, and was the Laughing God's avatar.

And the single-horned one was responsible for playing the Dark Prince Slaanesh in the play... Such a thing, even Slaaneshi demons would not dare to do.

This meant the single-horned one was directly facing the erosion of Slaanesh herself.

Although in this process she directly obtained power from Slaanesh's erosion and became Slaanesh's avatar, her spirit would also be constantly corrupted and eroded, eventually falling into complete madness, and after death, her soul would also inevitably belong to Slaanesh herself.

Unless Cegorach cheated her soul back from Slaanesh's hands, there would be no redemption forever.

This single-horned one standing before Zhou Yun was clearly already on the verge of complete madness, and the corruption she suffered was so powerful that her power had also become extremely terrifying.

"The Laughing God's Sublime Avatar, a nearly mad single-horned one, and a Bonesinger hiding in the dark and unwilling to show up?"

Zhou Yun stood in the middle of the corridor, surrounded by two Harlequins, the corners of his mouth hooking into a smile slightly:

"Cegorach thinks this can trap the two of us? At least let His own self crawl out of the Black Library?"

"You are truly confident." The Sublime Avatar bowed slightly to Zhou Yun: "Your authority in the Warp indeed makes 'me' terrified, but how much power have you squeezed into this mortal body in the physical universe?"

"Just trapping you, the Dark Prince and the Laughing God's avatars, is still possible—wait, what do you mean by two people just now?"

The Sublime Avatar's expression stiffened slightly, seemingly having perceived something—

Scorching flames tore through the darkness, and the undying bright flame from the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's psychic power smashed directly onto the Sublime Avatar's chest.

Cegorach's avatar flew backward directly, heavily smashing into the Wraithbone wall.

The single-horned one let out a sharp scream, fiercely pouncing toward the position where the bright flame had just burned.

Guilliman, whose figure was hidden by the Blind Spot Star, swung the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Sword in his hand with a speed exceeding that of the single-horned one.

The star-like raging fire drew an arc in the air, colliding with the two constantly writhing sword blades in the single-horned one's hand, and the sound of metal clashing rang out in the void constantly.

But the firelight disappeared suddenly, and Guilliman bypassed the single-horned one's back in an instant, the sharp sword blade slashing down heavily.

The single-horned one staggered, rolling and crawling before she could unload the power of Guilliman's heavy sword.

"I suddenly understand the feelings of Curze and Corax a bit." Guilliman, whose figure was not visible, sighed.

"What?!" The Sublime Avatar let out an unbelievable scream, looking toward the direction the sound came from: "Roboute Guilliman?!"

His voice carried the exaggerated and comedic effect unique to a clown.

But the surprise was real; he clearly did not understand why Guilliman would be here.

Cegorach seemed to have briefly predicted the future regarding Zhou Yun in some way, seeing that Zhou Yun would enter this freighter alone.

But Cegorach did not discover that there was a Guilliman hidden by the Blind Spot Star beside Zhou Yun.

In order to prevent the failure of the plan caused by peeping in the Warp, Guilliman, in addition to wearing the Blind Spot Star, was also applied with unique protection by Sanguinius, Mephiston, and Tigurius, the two strongest human Imperial librarians, to prevent him from being peeped at by Warp existences.

Including replacing Guilliman with Fatty Tiger and moving Sanguinius away, all were plans made to lure and trick Fulgrim.

He did not expect that Fulgrim had not taken the bait, but Cegorach had bitten first.

"Do your best to drag them both down!"

The Sublime Avatar ordered the single-horned one and the Bonesinger hiding in the dark in a sharp voice:

"Even if it is a Primarch and humanity's Reaper—"

Before the Sublime Avatar could finish his words, raging fire burned on Guilliman's Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Sword again.

Zhou Yun also put on the Super-Ability Hat, and dozens of melta pistols floated beside him at once.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Cegorach's Veilwalker let out a sharp wail in Zhou Yun's residence.

The Mind-Lock Scarab within her body was constantly stimulating her nerves, bringing intense pain to her.

The Harlequins surrounding her acted quickly, not hesitating to press down her limbs to prevent Cegorach's Veilwalker from being controlled by the Mind-Lock Scarab to attack them.

"Don't be afraid, sister, we'll save you right away!"

"Don't worry! Humanity's Reaper has already been trapped by Cegorach's scheme!"

"Just endure for a while longer, we'll be able to safely remove the Mind-Lock Scarab from your body soon!"

The Harlequins said to Cegorach's Veilwalker, talking all at once.

Cegorach's Veilwalker's face revealed a moved expression.

Cegorach really didn't abandon her!

Praise the Laughing God! Too great! Laughing God!

"Really?" Cegorach's Veilwalker's voice was full of hope.

"Of course it's tr—ah?"

Before the Harlequins could finish their words, their expressions suddenly changed.

A picture flashed in their eyes, and Cegorach's Veilwalker vaguely saw some bad scenes from it.

"Fake!"

"Cegorach has flipped over!"

"Humanity's Reaper and Guilliman are pinning the avatar and the single-horned one to the ground and beating them to death!"

"Before they are beaten to death, we have to run away quickly!"

"No time to use safe means! Plan B!"

Those Harlequins surrounding Cegorach's Veilwalker took away the safe removal instruments.

These instruments, although safe, were too slow to operate.

"What do you want to do?"

Cegorach's Veilwalker's voice carried some terror, her psychic power letting her perceive some danger:

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't save me. You can run first."

"Don't say such things, sister!"

"Harlequins never abandon any Aeldari!"

"We even bet the single-horned one and the avatar; if we don't save you, wouldn't we lose a lot?!"

The Harlequins said while talking all at once, and made way.

A withered and thin Aeldari, pale all over, walked in slowly, with a gentle smile on the corners of his mouth, his fingers long and thin like knives.

"Don't be afraid, compatriot, I will definitely cure you."

That thin Aeldari said with a smile.

Behind him grew a series of twisted, deformed limbs, as if they came from more than a dozen different races.

Cegorach's Veilwalker's expression stiffened.

That was a Haemonculus, a Haemonculus from Commorragh!

"Don't come over!"

"I'm not running anymore! Don't come over! Cegorach, I curse your ancestors for eight generations!"

"Boss Zhou Yun! Boss Zhou Yun, come and save me quickly!!!"

A sharp wail rang out from Cegorach's Veilwalker's mouth.

On the marble high platform of the grand parade, Zhou Yun's consciousness was lodged in the Fatty Tiger Greater Daemon's body, disguised as Roboute Guilliman.

He did not expect that he had only prepared a trap, but could pit two big fish, Cegorach and Fulgrim.

Now on the freighter in orbit, Zhou Yun's main body was beating up the single-horned one and the Sublime Avatar with Guilliman.

It was indeed possible for the Laughing God and Slaanesh's avatars to trap Zhou Yun.

But trapping Zhou Yun plus a Gene-Primarch... then Zhou Yun could only say the Laughing God finally became a true clown.

Not to mention the Laughing God and Slaanesh's avatars, even Fulgrim, this Slaaneshi Daemon Prince, would likely be killed back if he encountered Guilliman assisted by Zhou Yun's items.

At the same time, relying on the Mind-Lock Scarab, Zhou Yun also knew that Harlequins were rescuing Cegorach's Veilwalker.

He could also feel that Cegorach's Veilwalker's state was flesh and blood, and could hear her wailing and begging Zhou Yun to save her, she was not running anymore.

But how could she not run!

Zhou Yun had been squatting for so long just to wait for her to run, to wait for her to be saved by Cegorach back to the Black Library!

If she didn't run, how could Specialist Zhou Yun find the Black Library?

Must run! And must run successfully!

It was precisely based on this reason that Zhou Yun did not let Sanguinius rush back to support.

He even deliberately delayed his actions slightly, slowing down the time to solve the single-horned one and the Sublime Avatar, creating a chance for Cegorach's Veilwalker to run away.

Zhou Yun silently prayed in his heart to the Aeldari main god, the Phoenix King Asuryan, who had already died, hoping that His old self would bless the single-horned one and the Sublime Avatar to be capable and hold on for a while longer, otherwise it would look like Zhou Yun's action was too deliberate, which would make Cegorach discover the problem.

After praying, Zhou Yun withdrew his mind slightly and placed his attention on the parade.

The entire parade had almost reached the very peak, and the residents all around were cheering with all their might, and even some mortals with relatively weak physical strength fainted directly because of cheering.

Every mortal, every soldier, every Astartes was full of honor in their hearts; they felt honored because they were witnessing this moment, hoping that such honor could continue eternally.

Such emotional fluctuations stirred up ripples in the Empyrean.

Footsteps rang out on the marble platform.

That mortal Governor of Magna Macragge City, who proposed that Guilliman hold the parade, walked onto the platform.

He saluted the Fatty Tiger Greater Daemon disguised as Guilliman with extremely cumbersome and elegant etiquette, the pure gold amulet on his chest shining brightly in the scorching sun of Macragge.

"My Lord! My Lord who is full of honor, brilliance, and brightness!"

The Governor said in an exaggerated voice, holding up a pure gold exquisite laurel crown with both hands. The laurel crown had complex and cumbersome patterns, as if the most exquisite craftsmanship had been used to carve all the glorious scenes from ancient times to the present in the galaxy on it.

"We mortals only pray that you wear this crown of honor; only this crown is worthy of all your honors!"

(End of chapter)