Chapter 158 I am Chagatai Khan

The Fifth Legion, the White Scars, are the Imperium’s masters of mobile warfare and the fastest marching legions of all.

Now, tens of thousands of elite soldiers of this legion and a large number of auxiliary troops following them are rushing to Taran to rescue Perturabo under the personal leadership of the legion leader Chagatai Khan.

Jagatai Khan is three meters tall, with an Asian appearance, wearing gold-colored power armor, a scimitar on his waist, and a signature high braid on his head. Now he is standing on the bridge of the White Scars’ flagship Bladestorm, watching the ever-changing scenery in the warp.

“The surrounding environment is not right. Normally, we would have reached our destination by now, but we have deviated from our course.”

Yesugei, the chief storm prophet (think tank) of the White Scars, was standing next to Chagatai Khan and said with a frown.

“We need to investigate more. The enemy Perturabo is facing this time is not ordinary. We must get there as quickly as possible and find a way to correct the course.”

“Yes, Khan. The pilot and I will plan a new route as soon as possible.”

Chagatai Khan nodded, and then he felt a flash before his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar space.

This place is as beautiful as heaven. Although the sun cannot be seen in the sky, everything within sight is illuminated by soft light. Countless magnificent buildings extend beyond the limits of the Primarch’s vision.

What is this place?
Chagatai Khan looked around in confusion. He was the only one here now.

I don’t have time to waste here.

Some intuition told Khan that he could leave here by moving forward, so Khan stepped towards the magnificent buildings.

The buildings here cover every style known to the Khan, from marble treasure houses covered with rainbow mosaics to wooden oriental buildings, to various architectural styles that even he cannot name. What every building here has in common is that they are extremely luxurious.

The creators used every possible means in these buildings and embellished them with all the precious treasures imaginable.

Here gold is used to pave the ground, and every building is filled with priceless treasures.

In every corner and intersection here, there are exquisite and lifelike statues. Some depict different beautiful men and women, while others are carved of ordinary creatures, including humans and various aliens.

Their expressions are obsessed, and all kinds of treasures can be seen in their hands, mouths, and feet.

Chagatai Khan ignored these things and walked with big strides. Here, time and space seemed to be discontinuous. As Khan moved forward without any reluctance, it only took him a few minutes to pass through these endless buildings.

A deep red river first appeared in front of the Khan. The refreshing aroma wafting from the river proved that it was not water but the finest wine.

There are countless exquisite dishes on the grass beside the river. No, even the grass and the land under your feet are sculpted with delicious ingredients.

Chagatai Khan’s gaze lingered for a moment on the ancient Terra delicacies that had long disappeared in history, and then he walked forward without looking back.

Before the Khan knew it, soft green grass appeared at his feet, and on the grass, groups of strong men with horse heads and human bodies were chasing and playing.

Khan’s face turned red. He said nothing and left the place directly.

When he was distracted again, the Khan found himself standing on the Imperial Palace of Terra, his brothers prostrated themselves respectfully on the ground, and behind the Primarch were endless Space Marines and mortal legions, all of whom were extremely humble to him.

The Khan was stunned for a moment, then jumped next to Guilliman.

“Come on, tell me who you are and what your relationship is to me.”

“I am Robouti Guilliman, Primarch of the Ultramarines, and ever-humble and loyal servant of the great Jaghatai Khan.”

The Khan nodded and kicked Guilliman to the ground, then walked up to Perturabo.

“Come on, give me a smile.”

Perturabo forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, but the Khan slapped him in the face.

After beating Perturabo, the Khan came to Angron, who was kneeling respectfully on the ground, and pulled the Butcher’s Nails on his head to play with them. After pulling out several, the Khan shrugged.

“Too fake.”

As Khan made his comments, everything around him shattered like glass, and a quiet garden appeared in front of Khan.

Various unknown flowers were blooming beside the winding path. Khan walked in. As he walked forward, a voice that could not be distinguished between male and female began to whisper in his ear.

The voice told of the Khan’s great achievements, recounting every memorable glory that Chagatai Khan had achieved from his fall on Chogoris to the Great Crusade, and praising his unparalleled feats.

As Khan walked forward, the voice began to tell the story of Khan’s heroic spirit in overcoming the difficulties ahead, helping Khan recall every heroic moment.

However, the sound failed to stop the Khan, and the flowers turned into thorns, and the whispers were replaced by harsh noises, roaring and recounting all the failures and humiliations that the Khan had experienced.

Khan did not stop, he left this strange garden,

The warm sunlight shone on Khan’s body, a hint of salty smell belonging to the ocean penetrated his nostrils, and a vast and beautiful sea appeared before his eyes.

Everything here is beautiful. Walking on the soft white sand makes people feel very comfortable.

A lullaby like the sound of nature rang in Khan’s ears, and a singer better than any other in the world bewitched Khan’s ears.

Just take a short break

Relax, unwind

Even if it’s just a nap.

Khan’s eyelids began to feel heavy, as if two Warhound-class Titans were pressing them down.

The Khan sensed the malice of the world and the viciousness of the song, so he also sang loudly.
The world is turned upside down and the stars are in conflict. How can you sleep peacefully?
How can the countries sleep peacefully while the killing and plundering never stop?

The harder it is to think, the more you try.
What I say will burn stones and break iron
Every attack must be successful, and the mountains and water will be cut off.

Why sleep, why sleep

Khan finally walked out of the beach. The last grain of white sand struggled, but was finally left behind by Khan.

A palace that was extremely twisted yet extremely beautiful finally appeared before the Khan’s eyes.

Six thousand six hundred and sixty-six singers sang music praising the Prince of Pleasure with voices that surpassed the limits of what any living creature could achieve, and countless dancers twisted their grotesque bodies in a blasphemous yet breathtakingly beautiful dance.

A tall, beautiful dancer wearing a mask is the leader of all the dancers. She indulges herself in her dance steps, and there is no longer a clear distinction between reality and illusion under her dance steps.

Countless evil things that shock the soul can be seen everywhere in the hall. Once the curiosity is written down, even if only one percent of them is written, it will make the nuclear forum vomit and cause the book to be banned.

Surrounded by all the profanity and beauty, there was a large bed, and on the bed lay an indescribable being.

He is male, female, and neither male nor female. He integrates all the beauty in the world and tolerates all the blasphemy. At this moment, He is playing with a strange single-edged sword and looking at Chagatai Khan with longing.

He is the Prince of Pleasure, the mortal enemy of the Eldar – Slaanesh.

“Very good, really very good. It’s good that you can walk through the six circles. Now you deserve to enjoy what true happiness is.”

Slaanesh opens his arms to Jaghatai Khan

In all this space, Slaanesh is fascinated, pushing the Khan’s footsteps, and time is obsessed with Slaanesh’s beauty, making this moment infinitely prolonged.

Jaghatai Khan fell into a trance, but he regained consciousness, drew his scimitar and slashed at Slaanesh.

But the blade took pity on the skin of sin, it broke itself
Slaanesh smiled, and he hugged Chagatai Khan with one hand. His body size was irregular, he was as small as a flower, and also as big as if he could fill the entire world.

Slaanesh kissed the Khan. Although the Khan struggled hard, he could not shake Slaanesh’s power. He could only see Slaanesh’s lips getting closer and closer.

Just at this moment, a familiar voice reached Khan’s ears.

That was the voice of Chief Stormseer Yesugei, the White Scars calling for their Khan.

At the same time, another kind of power came to Khan. Khan was familiar with this power. It was the power from his father.

The Khan smiled, snatched the single-edged sword from Slaanesh’s hand, and stabbed it into Slaanesh’s chest.

The originally beautiful music instantly turned into a shrill scream, and the entire hall began to shake violently. Countless Slaanesh demons shouted in fear and fled in panic.

Slaanesh was furious and stretched out his hands to grab Chagatai Khan tightly.

“Do you know what you did?!”

“Do you know what you’re rejecting?”

“I am the Prince of Pleasure, I am Slaanesh, and what you are rejecting is the love from the highest god in this world!”

“Oh, I am Chagatai Khan.”

A surging golden flame ignited from the blade that was inserted into Slaanesh’s chest. Slaanesh let out a shrill scream, and then the Khan’s eyes blurred, and he found himself back on the bridge of Bladestorm, with Prophet Yesugei looking at him with a worried look on his face.

“Khan, you have just been lost in the Warp.”

“I know. Haha. It’s really an interesting experience.”

As he spoke, the Khan looked at his right hand, where he held a single-edged long sword that was burning with a faint golden light.

“This is?”

“A small gain. Was it my father who helped you?”

“Yes, I feel the power of the Emperor. It is under his guidance that I can find your soul.”

“Also, we just returned to the correct course, and we will reach Taran soon.”

The Khan nodded. One thing he didn’t say was that just now he felt that the Emperor was getting closer and closer to the existence on the other side of the Warp.

(End of this chapter)