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A brilliant flash of light suddenly burst forth.
The golden sun’s surge of energy shot out like a psychic flashbang, blinding the Chaos Gods in an instant.
Realizing the danger, the Chaos Gods quickly dispersed their manifestations, vanishing from the region.
Before long, the vast emptiness of space was left with only the golden sun and the small sun.
"Phew~ Those terrifying beings are finally gone..."
Within the small sun, Eden let out a quiet sigh of relief. That was close, but he had made it through unscathed.
Moments later, a psychic message came from the golden sun of the God-Emperor, radiating a calm and gentle tone.
Its meaning was clear:
You’re safe now. Tzeentch has suffered significant damage and won’t be able to act for some time. If anything like this happens again, just come to me.
...Why did it feel like the God-Emperor was raring for another fight? Did he not get enough action?
As Eden pondered this, he controlled the small sun and sent a psychic message back, expressing his gratitude to the Emperor.
He could feel that the energy of the golden sun had become much clearer and more serene than before—no longer as oppressive and overwhelming.
After this battle, the God-Emperor’s condition had visibly improved.
It was obvious that he was eager to directly clash with the Four Chaos Gods. This time, Tzeentch had practically delivered himself on a silver platter, giving the Emperor the perfect opportunity to vent.
Eden could easily guess why the Emperor had unleashed such an overwhelming assault, expending energy as if it were limitless.
It wasn’t just about revenge—it was a way to relieve pressure.
To ease the torment brought by the overwhelming faith that constantly weighed upon him.
As the tide of faith surged stronger, Eden, too, began to experience its side effects.
That faith was constantly restricting him, eroding his humanity.
He wasn’t sure—if his humanity were completely consumed by faith, would he still retain his original consciousness?
Or would he become something... else?
The God-Emperor had been resisting this very transformation, battling against the faith threatening to devour him.
This was one of the reasons he didn’t want to be called a "god."
He refused to become a true deity.
The consequences would be unpredictable.
For some time now, Eden had faintly noticed that the energy within the golden sun was steadily increasing.
It was approaching its limit.
He dared not imagine—what would happen if the Emperor’s faith-based power crossed the threshold?
Would he ascend to godhood, grind the Four Chaos Gods into dust, continue protecting humanity, and lead them to dominate the galaxy?
Or would the Golden Throne collapse, the Emperor transform into the Black King, devouring the souls of mankind and turning Terra into a new Eye of Terror...
...and then still grind the Chaos Gods into dust?
Eden shuddered at the thought of the Golden Throne exploding, unleashing an unchecked flood of warp entities.
If that happened, humanity might truly be finished.
And neither he nor Urth would escape destruction.
Of course, the Chaos Gods feared this too. If the Golden Throne shattered, the Accursed One would break free.
And they would be completely screwed.
In any case, the God-Emperor’s physical state was directly tied to the survival of humanity. It had to be taken seriously.
Fortunately, after pummeling Tzeentch, a significant amount of faith energy had been burned away, slowing the golden sun’s deterioration.
In a way, Tzeentch had actually made an outstanding contribution to galactic harmony.
Much appreciation to Brother Tzeentch for his selfless sacrifice!
Eden gazed at the golden sun, contemplating:
"Looks like I need to extract more energy going forward.
Once I fully control this sector, I’ll launch several projects to harness the Emperor’s golden sun."
"I’ll have Kaul and his team research additional energy applications, develop more conduits to siphon the energy—drain as much as possible!"
Additionally, as the so-called Savior, he could use the small sun to absorb a portion of the faith, further easing the burden on the Emperor.
Suddenly, a terrible thought struck him—
What if I absorb too much faith and end up like the Emperor?!
Would I end up sitting on a golden toilet next to him, sharing the same fate?!
The absurd image surfaced in his mind, sending chills down his spine.