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Chapter 317: Cegorach: Your Majesty, it

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The Gian Great Daemon broke through the bookshelf like a humanoid tank and suddenly appeared in front of The Yncarne.

The murderous aura released from the Gian Great Daemon indeed startled The Yncarne.

But then He thought that He was now very close to His main body, His power was in its strongest state, and He was covered by Asuryan's barrier; even if the Chief Daemon of the Four Gods or even a Daemon Primarch were here, they wouldn't be able to break the barrier on Him for a while.

He plucked up His courage, stirred up a storm mixed with whispers and psychic fire, and rushed toward the door of the Black Library behind the Gian Great Daemon.

Zhou Yun controlled the Gian Great Daemon to take a light breath.

His throat began a slight and rhythmic pulsation, and intense pain surged on his vocal cords.

"Fus!!!!"

The first syllable was spat out violently in Gian's throat.

Everything in the world around him was rhythmically moving with the Gian Great Daemon's voice; the intense musical rhythm rushed toward The Yncarne violently.

The Yncarne trembled all over, frozen in place with horror.

"Ro!!!"

The floor of the Black Library disintegrated; those precious books turned into powder in the sound waves; the intense sound waves impacted on The Yncarne's body, and the Aeldari runes representing Asuryan flickered and shook constantly on Him.

The Yncarne didn't know why, but He felt a kind of fear from the musical rhythm transmitted from the Gian Great Daemon's mouth.

He hurriedly accelerated His speed, turning into a dark blue shadow and rushing toward the door of the Black Library.

As long as He reached there, as long as He reached there...

"Dah!!!"

The last musical rhythm was spat out from the Gian Great Daemon's mouth.

Three complex and cumbersome musical rhythms condensed into a solid body in the void, directly twisting the structure of reality.

This power didn't contain any Warp power, as if it were directly giving orders to reality.

The moment the sound fell, a burst of blood seeped out of the Gian Great Daemon's throat.

This was a Shout; the only Shout Zhou Yun had mastered during this time, and also the simplest one.

Its effect was...

In an instant, the Gian Great Daemon's body began to disintegrate and collapse from his legs, disappearing into the air like soap dissolving in water.

His sturdy legs, most of his torso, and one arm disappeared, leaving only the residual body hanging in mid-air.

The Yncarne was startled by this scene and then became happy.

He felt that the Gian Great Daemon must have been backlashed by the Shout, which was why his body collapsed.

Must seize this opportunity and escape the Black Library quickly—

The Yncarne's body suddenly lost its balance; He stared wide-eyed, watching in disbelief as His legs, torso, and arms disintegrated in a buzzing sound; the Crone Sword, *Vilith-zhar*, fell, clanging on the floor of the Black Library.

His body lost control and fell heavily to the ground, falling in front of the door of the Black Library.

The Yncarne dragged His body, which was exactly the same as the injured part of Gian, and struggled to crawl toward the door.

This was the effect of the Shout Zhou Yun had learned.

The name of this Shout was "Soul-Link," which could make the user and the enemy suffer exactly the same damage, and this damage ignored any defensive means.

Zhou Yun controlled the Gian Great Daemon to take a deep breath.

In an instant, the prayers and praises in the twenty-two cities on Macragge sounded, and the Doraemon theme song, which Zhou Yun had used as a hymn, swirled around the Gian Great Daemon's ears.

Faith was emotion, emotion triggered the tide of the Warp, and the great power from the Empyrean poured into the Gian Great Daemon's body, repairing the body composed of Warp power.

As a Warp daemon-like existence, Gian, like other Great Daemons, could draw power from faith, emotions, and rituals to repair or strengthen his body in the material world.

The faith from an entire planet poured in constantly; in just a few breaths, the Gian Great Daemon's body was repaired as before.

This was also one of the shortcomings of that Shout; the damage it caused could be repaired and healed.

In fact, The Yncarne's body was also constantly repairing itself by constantly drawing power from Ynnead's main body, but the speed couldn't keep up with the Gian Great Daemon, who was holding a Doraemon ritual.

Another shortcoming of this Shout was that it could only target material bodies; for example, Warp daemons would be affected after entering the material universe and obtaining a material body, but if they existed in the Warp without a material body, it would have no effect.

The Gian Great Daemon held the baseball bat and walked to The Yncarne in a few steps.

The Yncarne's torso had recovered a little, and His arms had recovered to the forearms, barely crawling forward.

Looking at the Gian Great Daemon who had already recovered as before, The Yncarne showed a horrified expression.

The Gian Great Daemon swung the baseball bat violently, and the baseball bat burning with the Emperor's inextinguishable bright flames smashed down heavily, forcibly breaking The Yncarne's newly repaired forearms and spine, and then lifted Him up.

Zhou Yun's figure flashed and came to the side of the Gian Great Daemon; The Yncarne's residual body struggled in the Gian Great Daemon's hand, and countless whispers sounded in the void.

But Zhou Yun directly controlled the Gian Great Daemon and stuffed The Yncarne into the fourth-dimensional pocket, and also stuffed the Crone Sword, "Sword of Souls, Vilith-zhar," into the pocket.

【Item Name: Ynnead's Avatar, The Yncarne】

【Origin: Aeldari Craftworld, Biel-Tan】

【Evaluation: The avatar of the Aeldari Death God Ynnead, similar to the existence of the Khaine avatar, is the posture of the Aeldari Death God before He was fully born, born when Yvraine pulled out the Crone Sword from the Biel-Tan Craftworld.】

【Production Time: 999. M41】

【Status: Fierce!】

【Value: 86,666,666】

【Can be used as supplementary material for children's behavior correction and re-education】

【Item Name: Sword of Souls, Vilith-zhar】

【Origin: Aeldari Pantheon】

【Evaluation: Khaine cut off the five fingers of the Crone Goddess Morai-Heg, and the finger bones turned into five Crone Swords; this is the most powerful one, harboring part of the Aeldari Death God Ynnead's perception.】

【Production Time:???】

【Status: Intact】

【Value: 36,666,666】

【Can be used as supplementary material for children's behavior correction and re-education】

The two added up to about 100 million; Zhou Yun didn't hesitate and directly chose to supplement them as materials for children's behavior correction and re-education.

The Yncarne's body and the Sword of Souls, *Vilith-zhar*, disintegrated instantly in the fourth-dimensional pocket, gathering beside the silk thread formed by Slaanesh's avatar.

A dead and cold aura swirled on it, slowly beginning to gather and take shape. After a while, The Yncarne's body was reorganized into a revolver flickering with dead silver light.

And beside the revolver, that Sword of Souls, *Vilith-zhar*, turned into a bone bullet overflowing with the smell of gunpowder.

Zhou Yun looked at the revolver and the silk thread floating in the fourth-dimensional pocket, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

How was this different from when he made Gian?

Silk thread, revolver... hiss...

Zhou Yun vaguely thought of something, but before he could think deeply, he suddenly heard Cegorach's giggling laughter and Ynnead's whispers outside the Black Library disappear.

The Yncarne was the initially born Ynnead, the manifestation of Ynnead's only remaining perception; The Yncarne was swallowed by Zhou Yun's fourth-dimensional pocket, and Ynnead's main body naturally lost its perception, returning to a state of not having been born at all.

"Mey!! OV!! Lun!!"

"Nir!! Yah!! Zii!!"

"Gron!! kaal!!"

Suddenly, outside the Black Library, Cegorach's voice rang out suddenly.

This time His voice had no giggling, only a series of cumbersome musical rhythms.

A Shout?!

Zhou Yun was stunned; he recognized this Shout.

This was the third Shout recorded in Constantin Valdor's notes, and its effect was...

Before Zhou Yun could think much, the posture of the Aeldari pantheon suddenly appeared in front of him.

The throne belonging to the Aeldari Death God was standing in front of him.

Cegorach looked at Ynnead, who had fallen into a deep sleep again, and chanted the Shout with all His might.

This was what Cegorach had planned long ago, or rather, this was the reason He requested to hunt Ynnead.

Humans and Zhou Yun had a very deep binding; Zhou Yun's self-cognition was human, and He was humanity's god.

If He could do it, He would definitely save humanity; Cegorach was absolutely sure of this.

And the relationship between the Aeldari and Zhou Yun was too shallow; the two were just in a simple cooperative relationship, with almost no binding.

It was entirely possible for the Aeldari to betray Zhou Yun; Cegorach knew too well what kind of character the Aeldari had.

Fickleness and betrayal were the two things the Aeldari were best at; Cegorach Himself had eaten quite a few backstabs from the Aeldari.

But Zhou Yun wouldn't indulge the Aeldari like Cegorach did.

Cegorach had to win a future for the Aeldari.

He had to tie the Aeldari completely to Zhou Yun's chariot, let the Aeldari and Zhou Yun become a true community of interests, let the Aeldari... at least some Aeldari, be unable to betray Zhou Yun, let that part of the Aeldari become Zhou Yun's loyal believers.

Zhou Yun wasn't Khaine; He wouldn't abandon His believers, right?

So what exactly should be done?

Cegorach thought about it; the best way was to let Zhou Yun also become an Aeldari god.

There were only two positions in the Aeldari pantheon suitable for Zhou Yun.

One was the god of forging, Vaul; His god position was compatible with Zhou Yun's domain of malicious arts.

One was the god of death, Ynnead; His god position was compatible with Zhou Yun's domain of erosion and destruction.

But the problem was that Vaul was still in Slaanesh's belly; this god position of the god of forging was actually occupied by Slaanesh.

Cegorach had only one choice left: the god of death, Ynnead.

He raised His voice, simultaneously exerting His authority and the power of the Shout.

The power of this Shout was to make similar causes achieve similar results.

Zhou Yun stuffed The Yncarne into the fourth-dimensional pocket and swallowed everything of The Yncarne.

And The Yncarne was Ynnead's avatar, Ynnead's perception, so The Yncarne was equivalent to Ynnead.

Zhou Yun swallowed The Yncarne, which was equivalent to Zhou Yun swallowing Ynnead completely.

Everything of Ynnead dissolved into Zhou Yun... regardless of the past, power, or god position.

The fate of the Aeldari appeared in front of Cegorach, and He let out a playful laugh.

With His laughter and the Shout in His mouth, the established fate of the Aeldari in the past changed.

Many things that were clearly done by Ynnead were replaced by Doraemon.

He came silently to the Aeldari pantheon, held up the crown that once belonged to Asuryan on His head, and stood beside Zhou Yun.

"Your Majesty, it's getting cold."

"I, the clown, will add a yellow robe for you."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 318 =====

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