Chapter 318: Cegorach is explaining why the Aeldari are demi-humans

Zhou Yun felt an unbearable sense of detachment coming from his body.

His spirit and will were slowly drawn out of his body, and his gaze fell simultaneously on the Aeldari pantheon and the layered timelines.

The past and the present unfolded in front of Zhou Yun like layered mirrors.

He saw The Yncarne, saw Sylandri Veilwalker, saw The Visarch, saw Yvraine, saw everything of the entire Ynnari.

Their figures at every moment were constantly piled up and layered from the past to the future, and then branched out into different branches, just like a giant snake with millions of tails; this giant snake intertwined and intersected, each cross-section was an instant of time, and each bifurcation was a possibility.

This was the fate of the entire Ynnari, and even the entire Aeldari race.

A dark black mist hung over this fate, and in the mist was the Infinite Circuit flowing with countless Aeldari souls.

That was Ynnead, an unborn god of death; threads hung down from His body, falling on every member of the Ynnari, unconsciously manipulating their fate.

And just at this moment, Ynnead's body began to struggle; He uncontrollably fell toward Zhou Yun, fell toward Zhou Yun's round blue body.

"Your Majesty, it's getting cold."

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

Cegorach's voice sounded beside Zhou Yun.

This jester of the pantheon slowly reached out and pushed on Zhou Yun's back.

Zhou Yun stumbled and sat on the position belonging to the Aeldari god of death in the pantheon.

In an instant, the Aeldari fate woven by the Crone Goddess trembled.

The unborn Ynnead let out a wail; His body dissolved bit by bit into Zhou Yun's body.

At the same time, at every moment from the past to the present, Ynnead's name was becoming thin, and the Ynnari's prayers to Ynnead were getting smaller and smaller.

Replacing them was the praise for Doraemon.

From Yvraine to The Visarch, every member of the Ynnari was praising the name of the Aeldari Death God Doraemon at every moment in the past.

Zhou Yun's expression was slightly trance-like; He felt Ynnead's existence completely dissolve into his body, just like an ice cube dissolving in hot water, becoming a part of himself.

Thousands of threads extended from his body, replacing Ynnead and connecting with the Ynnari; he could clearly hear the inner voice of every member of the Ynnari and perceive the existence of every member of the Ynnari.

Most of the connections were very thin; only the connections with Yvraine and The Visarch were relatively thick; Zhou Yun even felt that he could directly penetrate their consciousness.

Hmm, The Visarch had fainted; his multiple lobes were full of infatuation for Yvraine and fear of Tigurius and Mephiston.

Yvraine was praying to him in her heart, praying for the Aeldari Death God Doraemon to return and beat up Tigurius, Mephiston, and Leina.

Besides them, Zhou Yun could also feel Sanguinius and Guilliman, who had already established a connection with him; these two had the deepest connection with him; he even felt that he could directly inject his will into their bodies and control their bodies.

As if they were just like the Gian Great Daemon, becoming an extension of himself.

Sanguinius seemed to have sensed something and looked up at Zhou Yun with a little surprise.

Guilliman seemed to have discovered nothing, exuding the resentment of a working man.

And besides these people who had established a connection with Zhou Yun, there was another existence in the Empyrean who sensed Ynnead's fall.

Ecstatic laughter came from Slaanesh's palace.

The joy of the Thirsty God rippled from the Six Circles; Slaanesh's daemons seemed to feel their master's joy, couldn't help but sing and dance wantonly.

On the bed piled up with six hundred and sixty-six layers of velvet, Slaanesh was comforting the shivering Fulgrim with six breasts while letting out silver bell-like joyful laughter.

As the god of thirst born from the fall of the Aeldari, Slaanesh sensed very clearly what was happening in the Warp.

Doraemon... Zhou Yun was swallowing everything of Ynnead; Ynnead was being replaced by Zhou Yun.

Although He didn't understand what had happened, Slaanesh knew that He didn't need to worry about Ynnead's birth anymore; He didn't need to worry about Ynnead becoming the fifth one.

For Slaanesh, Ynnead being born in the destruction of all Aeldari and becoming the fifth one was the worst situation.

This was even worse than the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang taking the final step; at least if the corpse became the fifth one, the other three would still have to be unlucky with Slaanesh.

If Ynnead became the fifth one, the only one who would be unlucky would be Slaanesh—this was also the reason why Slaanesh wanted to cultivate Zhou Yun to become the fifth one.

He hoped that Zhou Yun and Ynnead would compete with each other, but He didn't expect Zhou Yun to do far better than He had hoped.

Ynnead was completely replaced by Zhou Yun; He was swallowed by Zhou Yun in one bite!

Thinking of this, Slaanesh couldn't help but let out joyful laughter again.

As long as Zhou Yun's existence was not destroyed, Ynnead would never truly be born, would never lead the corpse or Zhou Yun to become the fifth one.

Slaanesh couldn't help but stick out His forked tongue, licking His cherry-colored lips with sticky liquid.

He felt that His previous generosity toward Zhou Yun had been rewarded, and His mood was exceptionally joyful.

"Fulgrim, do you think this counts as a kind of love?" He laughed and shared His joy with Fulgrim.

"Great Doraemon! Humanity and Aeldari Death God, Master of the Pantheon, your loyal jester Cegorach welcomes your return."

In the Black Library, Cegorach bowed to Zhou Yun with a grin.

Zhou Yun felt the power of his erosion and destruction domain, which had obviously expanded by a large margin, and his face was uncertain.

Ynnead was swallowed by his own essence, and His position in the Aeldari pantheon was also completely occupied by Zhou Yun.

He now had a connection with all the Ynnari, and the souls of the Ynnari also completely belonged to Zhou Yun.

In addition, Zhou Yun also obtained part of the power Ynnead once had; he could now manipulate life and death to a certain extent.

With a touch of his fingertip or the Crone Sword, he could forcibly bestow death upon others; for those whose souls still existed in the material universe, Zhou Yun could bring them back to life.

It was just a pity that Ynnead had not truly been born; the power Zhou Yun obtained after swallowing Him couldn't be considered very strong.

It was also good that Ynnead hadn't truly been born, otherwise Zhou Yun felt that he might have really become a god.

But this didn't mean that Zhou Yun was far from becoming a god; he vaguely felt that if he collected all five Crone Swords, the part of the power belonging to Ynnead in his body would be triggered, pushing him to become a god.

In Zhou Yun's view, becoming a god in this world was not a good thing.

"You have harmed me, Clown." Zhou Yun gritted his teeth and looked at Cegorach, who was grinning beside him.

Cegorach, however, was unhurried and giggled.

The reason He didn't notify Zhou Yun in advance was because He knew the personality of human gods too well; they had an inexplicable resistance to the identity of a god.

Zhou Yun would never agree to this plan of His.

So He acted first and reported later, directly moving Zhou Yun to the position of the Aeldari god of death.

"Don't be anxious; first, let's analyze it. You are humanity's god of death, right?" Cegorach leaned close to Zhou Yun sincerely and said.

Zhou Yun frowned slightly and said sharply: "I am not a god."

"Since you are humanity's god of death, isn't it only right to be the Aeldari god of death?"

Cegorach seemed not to have heard Zhou Yun's words and waved his hand.

Several skulls flew out of the Black Library and were placed in front of Zhou Yun:

"Look at these skulls; the first one is an Imperial human's."

Zhou Yun frowned, looking at the human skull in front of him, not knowing what Cegorach wanted to do.

"Look at this one again; this is an Ogryn's."

Cegorach pointed to the second skull, which was obviously a size larger, and said:

"This is a common demi-human in the Empire."

Zhou Yun's confused brows furrowed even tighter.

"Look again, this is a Felinid, one of the legal demi-humans still recognized by the Empire."

The difference between this skull and a normal human's was already very obvious; the eye sockets were obviously larger, the position of the ear holes was close to the top of the skull, and the nasal bone obviously protruded forward.

"This is a Scaly-man, a kind of demi-human discovered in the lower levels of the hive city in the last few thousand years; the genes haven't completely stabilized, but they are also recognized by the Empire."

The human traces on this skull were already very few; the top of the skull was swollen, the canine teeth were protruding, there was no occipital bone, and the jawbone and nasal bone protruded simultaneously; it was less like a human and more like a crocodile.

"Also, the famous Beastman, one of the demi-humans recognized when the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang was still walking in the world ten thousand years ago."

Cegorach pointed to the penultimate skull; this skull almost couldn't see any human traces; horns protruded, three eyes, full of strange holes, like a twisted sheep's head:

"It's just that in the current Empire, it was declared an illegal demi-human by the Inquisition without the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's consent."

"This is a Fenrisian Wolf."

Cegorach pointed to the last skull; that skull was completely a wild wolf's skull, and only after the most careful observation could one see a little human trace:

"Although the Empire claims that this is a wild beast, from a genetic perspective, its genes are closer to primitive *Homo sapiens* than the vast majority of Imperial humans, and the genetic composition of Fenrisian wolves and Fenrisians is basically the same, just with different selective expression."

Zhou Yun's nostrils flared; he guessed what Cegorach wanted to say—this made him very speechless.

"Our great Lord of Humanity, the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang, once gave instructions: judge humans, demi-humans, mutants, and aliens by the shape of the skull."

While saying this, Cegorach waved his hand.

Another skull flew into his hand; this skull looked very similar to a human's in appearance, just more slender, and the parts of the five senses were also more delicate; besides that, it was no different from a human in appearance.

It was just that the bone itself was obviously different from a human's; it wasn't calcified, but instead looked like some kind of solidified liquid, looking crystal clear.

Cegorach stuffed the Aeldari skull between the Imperial human and the Ogryn and showed it to Zhou Yun.

The flesh on Zhou Yun's cheeks couldn't stop twitching; he really wanted to open his mouth to complain, but there were too many words all stuck in his throat.

"Look! From the shape, Imperial humans and Aeldari are very close!"

"Following our Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's instructions, Aeldari can obviously also be a human subspecies."

"Then as humanity's god of death, you are obviously also the Aeldari god of death."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 319 =====