Chapter 525 Guidance

The flower given by Slaanesh looks very strange. At least the Emperor cannot appreciate this weird thing with petals made of the same material as flesh.

These leaf veins look similar to blood vessels. And the center of the flower, are the black dots inside eyes?

The Emperor pinched the flower with his hands, frowning tightly. The flower began to burn under the scorching flame of the Emperor. The Emperor wanted to burn it, but heard the Emperor's voice to dissuade him.

After thinking for a while, the Emperor pinched a golden vase and stuffed the flower in it. After placing it in an inconspicuous corner, the Emperor felt something was wrong. He closed his eyes and handed over the control to the Emperor.

The next time he opened his eyes, there was a trace of humanity in his eyes. The Emperor threw a candle. The faint light emitted by the candle was completely incomparable to the Golden Throne, but this faint light was precisely to guide the arrival of another person.

Under the scarlet sky, there were only countless corpses. These corpses did not rot, but remained fresh, and the blood flowing from them did not coagulate and dry up.

Corpses with different injuries were stacked layer by layer, and various fragments mixed with blood formed one after another quagmire of blood that was difficult to traverse.

A naked woman was walking through them, moving the corpses and digging the ground made of broken limbs with her hands.

These corpses looked like the woman, but the woman was not frightened because these corpses looked exactly like her. She was already familiar with all this.

"This death is really tragic." A sighing voice came, and the woman grabbed the shoulders of a corpse with both hands and pulled it up.

However, she could only grab the shoulders, and the rest of the body fell to the ground in pieces, mixed with intestines and other internal organs and piled up at her feet.

Searching in the intestines, she finally found a hard object. When she pinched it out, it was a piece of metal, and there was nothing on it. Even if the hand holding the metal fragment was stained with red blood, it did not stain the fragment at all.

There was a bag behind the woman, which seemed to be made of peeled skin, and the rope that tied the bag was also made of thin and flexible small intestines.

When she opened the bag, a strong smell of blood came, but the woman just frowned slightly and began to piece together the armor bit by bit in this hellish scene.

The golden armor was directly pieced together on the naked body, and a pair of white wings also grew behind her.

The wings trembled slightly, and a few crystal white illusory feathers fell off, falling on the ground like snow and emitting a faint light.

In this scarlet and dim space, there was nothing except this white light. The woman continued to walk in the mountains formed by her corpses. There was a sphere deep in the mountains. All the corpses avoided the sphere, and the woman could not see the situation inside through the sphere.

Putting her hand on the surface of the sphere, the woman's body was invited in. The space inside and the dead land outside show completely different pictures, flowing water and flowers, sunshine and breeze, no place can better reflect the sense of hope than here.

"Sister Celestine!" A little girl in a white dress threw herself into the woman's arms, with joy and longing on her innocent face.

Celestine squatted down and hugged the little girl who threw herself over. She rubbed the little girl's hair and wrapped her body with her wings.

"The candle is lit! The candle is lit!" The little girl held Celestine in her arms and pointed to a candle with a faint flame.

"Does that mean you are leaving again?"

"Yes, dear. I received the call and I must answer it. As always."

"Then please accept this!" The little girl opened a box and took out a crown made of feathers. The feathers were joined together to make an olive branch crown. "It took me a long time to make it."

"What a beautiful gift." Celestine smiled and put on the crown, praising the gift given to her by the little girl from the bottom of her heart.

"I will miss you."

"I will miss you too, dear."

Celestine said goodbye to the girl and walked to the candle. She knelt on one knee and stretched out her finger to touch the flame with a look of piety and awe.

The flames engulfed her whole body, but did not leave any burns. Celestine's whole body merged with the flames, and finally disappeared into the candle flame.

The little girl watched Celestine disappear, and then slowly stepped forward to collect the white feathers that fell off Celestine's wings.

The sound of the rising flames disappeared, and the picture in front of her was no longer a burning flame. The golden throne appeared in front of Celestine, and Celestine knelt on the throne, waiting for the Emperor to give her a new task.

But this time it was the Emperor who communicated with her. The Emperor looked at Celestine, gently lifted her up, and then asked about her situation.

"Have you seen your hope?"

"She has always been by my side." Celestine pointed to the top of her head, and the white feather crown was also seen by the Emperor.

Celestine's incarnation of hope always makes something for her, maybe a feather pen, or other accessories.

But no matter what she does, these feather accessories cannot escape from the subspace. The moment they enter the real universe, these accessories will melt, implying that hope is nothing more than a false illusion.

The Emperor looked at Celestine, thought for a while, and then handed the vase in his hand to Celestine.

"My Emperor, what is this?"

"Take it."

Celestine silently accepted the Emperor's gift without asking any unnecessary questions.

The Emperor raised his hand and opened a rift in the subspace, telling Celestine about the mission.

"You will go to the Ghoul Star Region to help someone. But there is no rush. You can act at your own discretion and do whatever you want. You can eat, drink, or get a massage."

Is it so broad? This was simply not something an emperor could say. Celestine looked at the Emperor in surprise. She had never heard the Emperor speak so many words to her before.

The Emperor would just sit on the throne in silence, looking at Celestine as indifferently as he looked at a kitchen knife. Giving a mission is nothing more than throwing down a piece of parchment and tearing a rift in the subspace.

"As for your mission, when the flower blooms and turns into crystal, you will know what you should do." The emperor raised his hand to create an avatar, and then said, "Remember this face and help me if you have anything to do." help him."

Celestine looked at the avatar, memorizing the face in his heart, then bowed deeply to the emperor, and walked straight towards the rift.