A fierce battle, whose energy fluctuations swept through the entire Warp, was underway, its duration already exceeding the scales understandable by mortals.
Torrents of energy, wave after wave, repeatedly washed through the Warp dimension like cosmic tides. Every impact profoundly altered the essence of this chaotic land. Nearly all Warp creatures, from the most insignificant imps to the once-mighty Daemon Princes who occupied vast territories, were inevitably swept into this storm of transformation.
This fluctuation, originating from Ian's will, was incredibly overbearing, carrying an unquestionable authority.
The chaotic space, once filled with endless war, conspiracies, rot, disease, and cruel torture, was having its underlying logic forcibly overturned. A brand-new, slightly more beautiful driving force replaced everything from the past.
Now, in the deepest thoughts of all daemons, there was no longer a bloodthirsty desire, calculated schemes, or malicious intent to spread despair. A vague yet incomparably strong concept had emerged in their minds—lewdness.
This influence was not limited to the formless Warp. Its ripples pierced through the veil of reality, affecting the material universe. Some powerful races closely linked to the Warp were the first to feel this change.
The ancient Eldar, whose souls were naturally entwined with the Warp in countless ways, felt it first. Simultaneously, the Human Empire, now half-ascended, was also influenced by the consciousness of their God-Emperor.
Life in the material universe was injected with an unprecedented reproductive impulse. A magnificent era of population explosion thus began. Even the Eldar, renowned for their extreme difficulty in conceiving and their long life cycles, underwent unprecedented changes under the subtle influence of this mysterious power.
Their Craftworlds, those ancient and peaceful homes, began to glow with a strange vitality. The Eldar population began to grow at a rapid speed that defied their racial logic.
A large number of Eldar began to worship the Human God-Emperor. Under the influence of Ian's will, many female creatures that met human aesthetic standards established partnership relations with humans.
The reproductive isolation that previously existed between different species had disappeared under the influence of his powerful strength. Furthermore, humans had no need to worry about genetic pollution, as many humans now possessed genes that looked even less "human" than those of alien races.
Deep within a secret rift in the Warp, the twin Orkish gods—Gork and Mork—who had chosen to hide temporarily due to the previous "War of the Fourteen Dark Gods" that affected the entire dimension, were also influenced by this consciousness. These two primitive deities, representing pure violence and cunning, felt the new wave sweeping through everything.
Gork, the god symbolizing the endless "WAAAGH!", shook his massive green head, letting out a heavy grunt between his thick tusks. "I's finkin' dat besides fightin' and killin', maybe we's can do sumfin' else?"
Beside him Mork, the god representing cunning and trickery, had a glint in his eyes that differed from the past. "I's finkin' dat your finkin' ain't bad at all, ya git!"
Before the words had even faded, two massive figures slammed together. Gork and Mork "fought" in a brand-new way, filled with primal impulses. Since Orks are fungal organisms—essentially plants—their gender was irrelevant.
The two gods fought until one was within the other and vice versa. From then on, the Orks spread across the galaxy, in addition to their eternal war "WAAAGH!", seemed to develop some brand-new pursuits. They even figured out a different, more vigorous way of spawning troops than before.
Time continued to flow in the material universe, perhaps for decades, perhaps longer. The Human Empire, after undergoing internal purges and external conquests, entered an unprecedented Golden Age of development.
With the help of the transcendent knowledge systems brought by Ian's subordinates and the integration of scientific technologies obtained from various worlds, the Empire's productivity experienced explosive growth. Its comprehensive national strength had far surpassed the legendary Golden Age of Technology, reaching a brand-new peak.
The Empire's iron cavalry—invincible legions composed of genetically enhanced warriors—had left their footprints in every corner of the galaxy. The powerful alien civilizations that once fought the Human Empire for tens of thousands of years in a back-and-forth struggle now saw their home planets trampled.
Their fates varied. Some races were mercifully restricted to their own home star systems, existing as the Empire's "protected animals," losing all possibility of outward expansion.
Other more stubborn or dangerous races lost their homes entirely, only able to be visited and studied by humans in "Xenos Biological Parks" spread across the Empire's various sectors.
The Milky Way had truly become the Humans' Galaxy. But this was not the end; the Human Empire did not indulge in its existing glory. A grand "All-Angel" plan had quietly been launched. All imperial citizens, regardless of their origin, had the opportunity to receive comprehensive genetic re-editing and deep modification. Life potential was stimulated as never before.
Now, the most ordinary adult citizen of the Empire possessed physical qualities and combat capabilities comparable to the Adeptus Astartes of the old era, who once struck terror into the hearts of aliens. The entire human race had completed a leap in its level of existence.
However, great power did not bring lethargy. Although known threats within this universe—whether Xenos, Chaos, or other potential crises—had been thoroughly cleared or suppressed, through the information brought by Ian, the Empire's high command and ordinary citizens alike understood that beyond the vast universe lay an even vaster Multiverse.
There existed countless parallel worlds sharing the same fate as their former world. In those worlds, their human compatriots still lived in misery, struggling on the edge of darkness and despair.
A sense of mission to rescue their compatriots, along with a strong desire to beat down the aliens of those parallel universes in passing, burned in the heart of every Imperial citizen. The engines of the war machine roared once more.
Vast amounts of matter were extracted from black holes outside the Milky Way by concept modification engines, then transported to production lines via pre-arranged wormholes.
There was no worry about black holes being exhausted, because they had already uploaded all black holes in this universe to the Faith Power interface.
Afterwards, they only needed to consume a small amount of Faith Power to exchange for a brand-new black hole.
Massive amounts of matter extracted from black holes were continuously fed into large production lines formed by the merging of tens of thousands of war planets.
Countless new types of pioneer planets, super battleships, and new war planets sailed out of the massive starports like scattered beans.
Pioneer ships were one of the latest research achievements of the Imperial Academy of Sciences. Every pioneer planet and every pioneer ship possessed the function of automatically absorbing cosmic energy and matter.
By consuming energy and matter, they could transform planets unsuitable for ordinary life into planets that met human aesthetics, generating buildings on them that matched the planet's characteristics.
The speed at which they terraformed a planet was incredibly fast. The level of engineering they displayed had already left the achievements of humans in the Golden Age far behind.