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Chapter 965 Azrael: The goal is... to find the Supreme and His Majesty.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"...Next time you refute me, can you please not stand at attention subconsciously?"

Looking at the upright figure of Astarte in front of him, Li Chengfeng felt tired.

Although he knew that most Astartes were quite stubborn...

But isn’t this a bit too silly?

Shaking his head, Li Chengfeng had to raise his head, and then his eyes became filled with dazzling golden light because they were filled with spiritual energy.

However, all of this was blocked by Astarte's physique, which was still strong and majestic despite the surgery he had undergone to normalize his body size.

And this act of completely exposing the essence of psychic energy and the Warp made the Astartes understand...

This is truly a genuine product with memory!

Before he could react, Li Chengfeng had already pulled everyone present directly into the safe passage in the corner.

Astarte steadied himself, and after seeing that there was no one else around, he crossed his hands in front of his chest and made a standard Sky Eagle salute.

He growled in a deep voice, his face full of excitement and piety.

"Azrael, Grand Master of the Dark Angels, offers loyalty to the Imperial Regent second only to that of the Emperor!"

"Regent! You are finally back!"

"We have waited for you... for too long."

Li Chengfeng was stunned.

Grand Master Azrael?

Isn’t this Azimiao from the eldest prince’s family?

This was somewhat beyond his expectations.

He had originally expected that the Astartes lurking in the Republic would mostly be the White Scars Legion with Asian faces or the Alpharius Legion that could blend in perfectly wherever they were lurking.

But the result...

It turned out to be the terrifying inner circle people of the First Legion.

However, this was just a slight surprise.

"Azi-nyan, it seems you guys spent quite a while establishing this narrative layer."

“That’s right,” Azrael sighed. “The new narrative layer was fabricated on the spur of the moment, so we didn’t have to go through the entire history… but it still took quite a while.”

"How long is this period?"

"About a hundred years?" Azrael recalled. "After the narrative layer was constructed, the Astartes Legions everywhere contacted the Primarchs at top speed and rallied closely under their command... but some Primarchs are still missing."

"The Primarch is missing?" Li Chengfeng was stunned. "Who is it?"

"Lord Warmaster."

Azrael simply named a position.

But he and Li Chengfeng both knew that in today's human empire, this position belonged to only one person.

Primarch of the Sixteenth Legion, the Luna Wolves...

Horus Lupercal.

"It's actually that bald guy who loves his mother..."

Li Chengfeng frowned.

Although people often complain about him, it must be said that Horus is definitely the one with the closest relationship among the Primarchs, and his relationship is no less close than that of the third brother Fulgrim, who incarnated as the Great Daemon L, and the twelfth brother Angron, who regarded him as his savior.

Especially when two people are exactly the same in some aspects.

...So we have some similarities.

And putting all this aside, as the Warmaster, Horus is also one of the indispensable leaders in the human empire.

"But the Warmaster wasn't missing from the beginning. In fact, he was present during the initial reorganization and gathering of the Imperium of Mankind..." Azrael shook his head. "But ten years ago, he disappeared... Even the prophecies of Magnus, Lord of the Thousand Sons, and Malcador, the Chancellor, could not locate him."

If they can't even find Da Ma and Xiao Ma, the two most powerful psychics besides Li Chengfeng and Huang Pizi...

Li Chengfeng reasonably suspected that something had happened to this guy.

Just like when the Four Chaos Gods fed him puffs?

But Li Chengfeng was not worried.

After all, he can't die.

Even if the body and soul are destroyed, the essence will be re-condensed in the subspace and live another life.

"Well, putting aside that Horus guy... where is your base?"

"It's on Neon Island."

"...Why did you go there?"

"That place was originally coveted by the Necrons and the Mechanicus, that crazy, second-dimensional bunch... Then, Lord Guilliman thought they should unite and jointly deal with the crisis, so he moved the base to Neon..."

"Fuck, you guys are the best at playing." Li Chengfeng gave Azrael a thumbs up. "So, what's your goal now?"

“It’s about searching.” Azrael’s expression grew more serious. “Searching for all the Supreme Beings who have been drawn into this narrative… and His Majesty.”

……

"Are you sure you read that correctly?"

"You're right. This, this, and this... these ninety-nine files, arranged in the database, can form a complete Imperial Sky Eagle through an optical illusion," Gwen said confidently. "I swear on my first love and my first night. This is a two-headed eagle. One head is eyeless, representing humanity's ignorant and blind past, while the other head has an eye, signifying a vision for the future and the triumph of truth... I was the one who drew this for Neos back then."

"So... the Human Empire is lurking within this narrative layer and is also unaffected?"

"It looks like it should be."

"That's really good news." Harley Quinn's smile became even brighter. "At least it seems that we shouldn't be short of manpower."

"Ah."

Gwenshi didn't say much, but opened the ninety-nine documents one by one and checked...

The ninety-nine documents that make up the Imperial Skyhawk definitely aren't just hinting at their existence... the contents of these documents must also have implications.

As the last file was opened on the computer, there was still no useful information.

With some operation, Harley Quinn projected the files into the air in an operable three-dimensional view.

Gwen and Damian looked at it for a long time but had no clue.

But luckily Harley Quinn is a psychopath...

At this moment, the advantage of the mentally ill person's broad thinking instantly took the initiative.

“What if it’s not the data that has meaning…but the arrangement and shape of the data?”

Harley Quinn muttered as she manipulated the combined three-dimensional image of ninety-nine files, rotating it 180 degrees in mid-air...

Facing the surprised eyes of Gwen and Damian, a three-dimensional map appeared in front of them.

"And that bright spot on the map...what does it mean?"

"That spot is... the only eye on the Imperial Sky Eagle's head!"

Gwen stood up suddenly.

A bolt of thunder flashed through her mind, striking into her thoughts.

"here……"

"Isn't that Neos's location?"