Chapter 22: Multiracial Coalition Vision
Cordelia seemed to have had a long dream.

In the dimness, she appeared in a battlefield, and the endless monsters were pierced and dissolved by the tentacles that emerged from the ground. Until a huge figure was entangled by the tentacles, the dark red electric light began to decompose the body of the huge figure, and a scream resounded through the world and tore her eardrums. Just as Cordelia continued to swim in her dream, a voice woke her up.

"Cosmic Superman, open your eyes, I am Shaforin." Cordelia woke up and saw Hogg in the room speaking in a strange tone that she could not understand.

"Sir, who is Shafulin?" The dazed elf asked the question he wanted to know most.

Hogg, who failed to get a supporting role, could only miss his former silly group members and hoped that his good brother could come and keep him company.

"Shafulin is an extremely powerful life form. I once fought him for three days and three nights. Thanks to my superior skills, I integrated the beliefs of all the children of Terra into a sublimated form and defeated him with one move of the Eight-Point Light Wheel. However, such a hero should not remain unknown, so I often talk about this with my descendants to teach them that they must not fight alone but in groups."

"Oh! Your Excellency, you are so humorous."

Helpless Cordelia could only flatter him, after all, Hogg had become her immediate superior.

Somehow, when I woke up and saw Hogg, I always felt that he was different. He seemed a little kinder. I really wanted to stand next to him and hug him tightly. "Ah! Cordelia, how could you have such an idea? You must have slept too much." I shook off the strange fantasy in my mind, got up and followed Hogg's footsteps.

As his first and most thoroughly transformed experimental subject, Hogg was very concerned about Cordelia's changes. After an inspection in the laboratory, he concluded that the experimental sample was very stable and everything was developing according to the reinforcement system he set.

"Cordelia, do you remember the drink I gave you? There is my blood in it. That blood strengthens your body. Just as I promised, the elves under your command will gradually get rid of the evil god's gaze after being strengthened, and will truly become my offspring." Pointing to the data on the monitor, Hogg explained one by one.

"Thank you for your gift, Holy Father"

Understanding the reason for her changes made Cordelia feel much more at ease, but what she didn't know was how much trouble the strengthened Eldar would cause in the future.

The two came to the surface of Els, during which time Cordelia had been sleeping for a month and a lot of things happened.

First, Jacques' Black Light Order was established, and all members received the enhancement of G301. Now they are working overtime to print "The Words of the Black Light" and start preaching.

Secondly, the Eldar's small ark docked at the starport of Els, and a large number of Eldar civilians and soldiers began to integrate into the construction of this place.

For the human colonists who had never seen the world, if the Primarch said that these slender bean sprouts were allies, then they were allies. After all, the people who had suffered hardships could really get enough food here.

Although the group of bean sprouts were very aloof and couldn't speak the same language at the beginning, after getting along for a long time, they could even go to the bar together to have a glass of Nuka-Cola after work.

At the same time, a huge number of Oil Men poured into Jacques' Black Light Cult. With their superb religious qualities, they became the backbone of the cult. A group of people would dance around Hogg's action figures when they had nothing to do.

Candice Lazar, as Hogg's hidden number one fan, had a great conversation with Jacques. The two of them set strict rules for the sect's dances, and a hooded coat with scarlet stripes became the symbol of the Black Light Order. Following Hogg's footsteps, the two came to a training ground surrounded by warriors from both tribes. Three Space Marines and two Eldar warriors were divided into a team. A total of 10 teams took special signal guns (no killing) and started a big mixed exercise in the ruins after the war.

The arrival of the Primarch drew cheers from the Black Guards below the stage. The Eldar who were unaware of the situation were also infected by the atmosphere and cheered, "Look! My idea is good, isn't it?" Opposite the two people sitting on the podium was a huge screen on which the battle situation was being broadcast live.

"What are you doing, my Lord?"

Cordelia, who had never seen the world, saw a Banshee listed as Team 9 on the screen, using psychic screams to disrupt the actions of the opposing team. Several Space Marines with bolters crawled out of the ground and opened fire fiercely. Stealth assault scorpions went around from behind to encircle them. Soon, the devices behind the members of the opposing team emitted white smoke and they were announced to leave.

"Battle Royale! This is a training method for us humans in Ancient Terra. Back then, I was also known as a close combat expert on the grass. I don't know how many young people's e-sports dreams I have shattered." Hogg, who was eating snacks and acting as a bloodthirsty spectator, would stand up and grab the commentator's microphone to start explaining when he saw something exciting.

"Let's take a look at the current battle situation. Team No. 7 is fully equipped and is beginning to encircle the enemy. The assaulter of Team No. 3 made a mistake and was taken away directly. No! It was not a mistake. The dimensional spider of Team No. 3 actually touched over, and the assaulter perfectly used himself to attract the firepower!! The situation of Team No. 7 is extremely difficult. It seems that they will be eliminated this time.

Oh my god! What happened? There is actually a master! It is the 9th team of space warriors that survived just now. He actually survived and became the final champion. Let’s watch the replay.”

The screen was switched by the announcer. It turned out that during the initial firefight, a prophet from Team 9 released psychic teleportation and teleported the only person who was not discovered to the ruins floor. During the firefight on the opposite side, he used a laser gun to steal the head and became the last survivor.

The 10 teams that had gone through the drill came to the center, and the 9 victorious teams came to the stage. Hogg, as the Primarch, presented awards to the winners, accompanied by Cordelia. At this moment, the two tribes put aside their prejudices and cheered for the winners on the stage.

As an Eldar, Cordelia understood the significance of the alliance that Hogg had mentioned before. In the face of the great enemy in the Warp, the only way out for her tribe was to develop together with the Black Watch.

"Baby! Do you understand?" Hogg asked Cordelia after returning to the bridge.

"My Lord, I see. You have fulfilled your promise. My tribe can develop together with humans. In the future, we will also contribute our own strength to your cause. However, my tribe is very weak among other tribes. We can join the Black Watch, but what about the others? For example, my cousins."

Cordelia, who is very familiar with the behavior of her own people, realizes that there is a problem. How will Hogg, who does not join Blackwatch, respond?

"Others? You mean the Dark Eldar? Remember, Cordelia, the right to speak always lies in the hands of the strong. If they don't join our feast, then they are aliens and a stumbling block to the greatness of the Eldar. I don't like to convince others with reason. Physical peace is their destiny.

If this world cannot move forward according to my will, Cordelia, then let the galaxy burn and all living things perish."

Hogg, who was always unruly, showed a bloodthirsty smile, as if it was just a disguise.

(End of this chapter)