After Celestine finished reciting all of Li Feng's current titles in one breath... she took a deep breath, almost suffocating from the long list.
Li Feng, meanwhile, was utterly astonished, not expecting Celestine to be so effective; it seemed those Ancient Terra TV shows weren't watched in vain.
After Celestine rattled off all of Li Feng's titles in one breath, the battlefield fell silent, even the Drukhari / Dark Aeldari who had just been cut down by Celestine's Holy Sword almost climbed back up to hear clearly.
Grefax's usually stern face instantly became a mix of shock and confusion, her expression as if she had heard something absurd and impossible.
She stiffly turned her head to look at Li Feng, who wore a helpless expression: "Is this... true?"
Li Feng awkwardly scratched his head and raised a hand, trying to smooth things over:
"Ahem, Inquisitor Miss, well... some of these titles were 'voluntarily' added by the Ecclesiarchy and other departments, some are... historical issues. Anyway, you can just see it as a 'colonel with a lot of words on his business card.'"
"Business card? A lot of words?" Grefax raised an eyebrow, her tone full of skepticism,
"Do you take me for a three-year-old? With all those titles, are you even human?"
Celestine crossed her arms, a hint of smugness playing on her lips, and quietly added:
"Indeed, but he is not mortal. He is older than Malcador, the Imperial chancellor, and has been a 'close friend of The Emperor of Mankind' since before the golden age. If you don't believe me, ask him. The entire Imperium acknowledges it."
Upon hearing this, Grefax's pupils contracted slightly, and a deeper suspicion ignited within her. She stared coldly at Li Feng:
"Close friend? Are you going to tell me next that you have some sort of long-distance psychic conversations with The Emperor himself?"
Hearing this 'conversation,' Li Feng, Celestine, and Eliette all felt a bit awkward. This 'conversation' could be said to be very intimate, as Li Feng and Sanguinius were 'thoroughly familiar' with each other.
Grefax's reason was slowly being shattered. She had always believed that The Emperor's radiance stemmed from his unparalleled wisdom and power, not from 'holy miracles' or 'faith-induced hallucinations'... Yet, this handsome man with a colonel's rank, a roguish expression, and still basking in his long list of titles, was, with an undeniable attitude, smashing her bedrock of faith.
"...Alright, I can temporarily believe you have some special identity."
Grefax forcibly suppressed the chaos in her mind. She turned to Celestine and said coldly:
"But that doesn't explain why you, a so-called 'Living Saint,' have such a strange expression when looking at Li Feng."
Celestine immediately straightened up, adopting a standard 'Living Saint' divine posture, and stated solemnly:
"That is because his very existence is a manifestation of The Emperor's radiance... Inquisitor, what I feel from him is the flame of faith, and what do you feel?"
Grefax was slightly startled, momentarily speechless.
Celestine seized the opportunity to add: "Moreover, my 'expression' towards him is purely the appreciation between comrades-in-arms, unmixed with any blasphemous elements. Inquisitor, are you perhaps being overly sensitive?"
Hearing this, Grefax couldn't help but recall the inappropriate images that had flashed in her mind, and a barely perceptible blush instantly rose to her cheeks.
She forced a cough: "Don't change the subject. I now need a detailed understanding of your operational background... and your true abilities."
Just as the two were at a stalemate, the red-skinned, one-eyed Ogryn on the ground—Magnus, that is—rubbed his head, evidently uninterested in everything that had just transpired.
At this moment, Li Feng had somehow acquired a strange cart and pushed it next to Magnus; he wanted to drag Magnus onto the cart so he could be pushed along later.
But with Little Wild Horse's physique, it would be a miracle if Li Feng could drag him. So Eliette and Celestine came over, and the two women, one a spirit, managed to place the several-hundred-kilogram Magnus onto the cart.
Facing this chaotic and distrustful situation, Li Feng could only wave his hand helplessly:
"Alright, alright, stop bickering. We need to figure out how to leave Commorragh first. This damned place isn't suitable for a long stay."
Celestine and Eliette nodded in agreement, and although Grefax remained skeptical, she also knew this was no place for in-depth investigation.
She said coldly: "I will cooperate with you temporarily, but every step of your actions must be supervised by me."
"Fine by me," Li Feng shrugged.
With that, he turned to Celestine and Eliette:
"So, who's leading the way next? Or, should we find a place for tea and a chat first? I'm actually quite curious about the local customs here."
Celestine shook her head helplessly, and Eliette immediately said: "This is Commorragh, the place of the corrupted!"
And Grefax almost drew her sword on the spot: "Tea? Do you even know where we are?!"
Although the battle was over, a more complex crisis was brewing in the shadows. From a distant high tower, a pair of red eyes watched all this coldly... "It's mon-keigh. How long has it been since I last saw new mon-keigh arrive in Commorragh, ever since 'Little Wild Horse' left... I wonder if they know where 'Little Wild Horse' went?"
Meanwhile, in the dark streets of Commorragh, a group of Eldar dressed in exaggerated costumes and wearing clown masks watched the group pushing a wheelchair and'strolling' in the distance.
"Go tell Lord Haemonculus that the Creator has come to Commorragh."
...At this moment, the group walked through the streets of Commorragh, which was like Gotham City from the DC universe, filled with various passers-by from different races and with different identities.
But as Li Feng and his group passed them, they all looked sideways. Not because of Li Feng, nor because of Magnus, who had become a wheelchair-bound person.
But because of the Arch-Daemon of the Fifth Chaos God of the Warp: Living Saint Celestine. And the Imperial Inquisitor: Katarina Grefax.
Eliette, meanwhile, primarily served as a translator, as she was the only one who spoke Eldar. And Eliette was constantly glued to Li Feng... Why? Because the depravity and corruption here were everywhere, even Drukhari / Dark Aeldari engaging in group activities could be seen on the streets.
Eliette was constantly being tempted; only when she was close to Li Feng could her soul feel peace.
And many Dark Eldar Misses, dressed provocatively and with very sensual figures, began to try and seduce Li Feng. They had noticed that their White Eldar relative was clearly interested in that somewhat handsome mon-keigh.
"Come on, handsome, I'm much more interesting than that 'dullard' next to you~ I can satisfy whatever you desire."
Li Feng waved his hand, politely refusing, but his gaze would still linger on the graceful figures of those Eldar Misses... And whenever this happened, Eliette would forcibly turn Li Feng's head with her hand, preventing him from looking at those corrupted relatives.
"No! You can't look! They are corrupted... looking too much... is not good for you."
However, across the street, a Dark Eldar Miss was leading a male human, captured as a slave, and continuously whipping him with her spiked leather boots and studded leather whip. The slave immediately bled profusely, his skin torn open... In an instant, Eliette experienced a hallucination, envisioning herself and Li Feng in their place... Eliette immediately shook her head vigorously to regain her clarity.
And Li Feng, watching that scene, clicked his tongue repeatedly... "Tsk tsk tsk... It seems Guilliman's fiancée, Yvraine, is an honorary graduate of Commorragh... Guilliman is going to suffer greatly in the future."
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