The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Just as Sotha was caught in an indescribable confusion, seeing that the other's face was so similar to Veronica's, yet unable to recall who Veronica was, she suddenly spoke.

"Victory."

Her voice was beyond compare to even the most beautiful music in the world, gentle enough to melt the hardest ice.

"The beings of the galaxy can finally break free from the terrible torment and despair."

As she spoke, she held up the bubble-like creature with both hands.

"The Carnac race has never had any awareness of war or battle since its birth. All they want to do is float carefree in the skies of their homeland. Merely because of their talent for painting in the air, they were hunted in droves by the Necrons to decorate their cold, lightless worlds. Now, only the last thirty members remain."

Then, she released the creature and came before Sotha. Sotha instinctively embraced her and said:

"The war is far away. The Inyats have met their deserved end, as have the Necrons. But the Old Ones are also approaching their end. The responsibility has not disappeared. The shattered galaxy will be repaired, and our children will inherit the will of the Old Ones, spreading hope and supporting all races."

Sotha didn't know why he said these things, but he just said them, naturally.

"There will be no more war, right?"

Sotha was silent.

At this moment, the person in his arms murmured:

"I feel the unease in your heart. I felt it after your battle with the Inyat. It's like a thorn stuck in your divinity. What makes you so painful?"

Sotha remained silent, only holding the being that could give him more comfort in his heart even tighter.

Then, a hand climbed onto his face, as if tender willow branches were stroking his soul.

"My love, let me bear your pain, okay?"

After a long time, Sotha said quietly:

"The war never ends, whether it's mine or our children's."

"Then we will always be together, right?"

In the next moment, in front of Sotha, the entire body of the incinerated Guardian disintegrated into golden sand, leaving only the old robe and some metal remains falling to the floor.

"I--"

At this moment, his brain was in chaos, and he realized that his cheeks were wet—he was shedding tears without knowing when.

The result this time was very unexpected for Sotha. He didn't learn anything about the Void Dragon and the Star Gods, but instead learned something about Asuryan.

He looked at the cave, it was still silver, but those lights had faded.

Here returned to dead silence.

"Mag'ladroth!"

Sotha suddenly shouted. His voice gradually spread, but there was no echo. This was what Li told him, the name of the Void Dragon in the Aeldari language.

"Mag'ladroth!"

He shouted again.

"Come out and see me!"

"The Dragon sleeps."

A cold voice sounded behind Sotha. Dalia then walked past him, squatted down, and gathered the ashes of the Guardian with both hands, placing them in a cloth bag.

"You may leave."

"I still don't know anything!"

Sotha turned to look at Li.

"This is different from what the C'tan said."

Li sighed helplessly.

"Sotha, do you think the C'tan can control what the Void Dragon says? It can't even leave Terra now. It's just pointing you in the right direction, but it can't control what will happen specifically."

"But am I just gaining nothing like this?"

Li looked at him and asked meaningfully:

"Is it really gaining nothing?"

Of course, Sotha knew in his heart that it wasn't. At least he could confirm one thing, Isha and Asuryan were indeed a couple. In other words, saving Isha was a certainty, it was just a matter of time. Only through her could he bypass the interference of the Imperium and learn about the relationship between Asuryan and the C'tan, and then understand how Xerxes got the Grey Matter back then, and then combine it with the investigation into the family to finally try to dig out the truth of the entire plan.

Sotha had already realized that there was much more to Xerxes' execution of the Grey Matter Plan and sudden abandonment, as well as the C'tan's saying that the Grey Matter was a "trap".

Therefore, he now had these things to do--

Rescue Isha and take the Eldar route to understand the truth about Asuryan.

Start with the Primarchs, especially finding the secret of Dorn's disappearance. If Dorn was still there, learn from him the process of the Grey Matter Plan and the changes that occurred in the middle.

Uncover the hidden secrets of the family and the reason why he was chosen to be the carrier of the Grey Matter Plan.

Search for knowledge about the Star Gods through various channels, especially the mysterious C'tan called the Void Dragon.

Only by figuring out the truth of the matter can Sotha make the final decision.

After all, he already knew the goal of the Grey Matter Plan, but that was a plan from ten thousand years ago. Sotha was not sure whether the final result would be as planned, so he had to know the cause and effect of the matter before he could make his own decision based on his own judgment. He no longer intended to blindly follow the plans made by others.

They want him to do what, even want him to sacrifice, that's fine!

But it must be a decision he made himself!

Not a decision made after being deceived and fooled!

This is also the responsibility that "Sotha" must bear for himself.

But having said that, the most difficult thing to execute is the fourth one, because even the Emperor may not have figured out the Star Gods. It would take an unknown amount of time for Sotha to figure it out with his own strength. The Void Dragon was originally his most promising channel, but he didn't expect to be given a feint, how could he not be angry?

"I came to learn about the Star Gods, what is this?"

"The C'tan should have told you that the Void Dragon will only tell you what it is willing to tell you, but haven't you noticed any changes in yourself?"

"Changes?"

Li said so, and Sotha finally reacted. It did seem like after he regained consciousness, he felt a little weird, not that he was uncomfortable, just like...

It's like something in the internal organs or bones is different from the past, a reaction similar to rejection.

"Sotha, think carefully."

"Think..."

Sotha frowned, trying to recall what he had just seen, but what appeared in his mind was not a picture, but a kind of "instinct", just like subconsciously hooking his fingers, a gray, flickering arc of psychic energy danced in front of him, forming a strange symbol.

"Stop."

Li, who was closest, immediately shook his body, staggered back, and even saw smoke coming out of his body. Dalia quickly walked over to support him.

"Ah, sorry."

Sotha immediately changed the shape of the symbol, and suddenly a faint psychic mist filled the surrounding area.

Li also took a deep breath and shook his head to Dalia beside him.

"I'm fine."