Chapter 76 Return to Tranquility
An unfinished cup of Reca coffee was placed on the table.
"Although, I think I should be able to make it in time..."
Lamizane muttered and began to try to move the lower body armor he had put on a few times. They functioned normally with a mechanical sound.
After that, with the buzzing of the servo arms and waist joints of the two special iron ring guards, the breastplate and belly armor of the specially modified power armor, which was measured in hundreds of kilograms, were fastened tightly and sealed with bolts and other methods. .
During the break between the breakfast, which was deliberately extended for armor penetration, and the moment when he waited for the psionic advisor Uthr Maatra to arrive in the Chapter Master's office, Perturabo looked at the steel of LOGOS , gold and war machines gradually enveloped Lamizane, transforming him from a human into the appearance of the Lord of Steel known to the world.
He unexpectedly recalled an earlier conversation between two brothers that transcended time and space.
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"If there's anything else you want to talk about or say, this is the last time."
The demon border mule reminded him so.
The soul eyes of the two primarchs stared at the being that was gradually taking shape in the center of the hall.
The existence that cannot be properly described in any language does not seem to belong to any form of matter that humans can understand, nor does it count any material known to humans. The incalculable technological magic and genetic engineering that have reached the state of transformation are combined. Forge this rare tool, and use the power of law to forge it into a shell that can be recognized and understood by the human eye.
This fragile and powerful shell will be some kind of extremely terrifying and terrifying prison seal for psykers for a foreseeable period of time in the future. This is just one of the prices that his brother will have to bear.
If they cannot bear it, something more terrifying than death will linger for as long as the sands of the Ganges River. They both know this.
Although such a weight of responsibility did make Magnus's Echo hesitate and shrink again, this time the Fifteenth Primarch finally chose this difficult path, because he had already spent a price that he could not repay in the previous one. Proving the more terrifying fact ahead.
"There is no one else here...well...actually I...it's not that I don't know - but I refuse to admit it."
The phantom of Magnus sighed softly, a sigh so gentle that even the dew on the blades of grass in the morning would not shake off because of it, and it seemed that some of his soul characteristics were expelled from the deepest part of the illusory body. As deep as a sigh.
"Long before I set off for Nicaea, warnings and warnings from all sides had actually been delivered to me in various ways and words - you remember that I and you used to go to Terra and other places Those conversations? I... really should have listened. I was so hungry for knowledge, spreading knowledge and enlightenment, and my enthusiasm gave my actions a coat of beauty and righteous anger. ”
As the echo of Magnus spoke, Perturabo also carefully observed his brother's soul filled with exaggerated smoke that disturbed the sight again after a long time.
"But one of the biggest mistakes I made was that I never thought I should listen to others. I always wanted everyone to focus on me, listen to my understanding, my opinions seriously and enthusiastically, and try to use my I really believed that this was not a mistake, it was just a normal argument in the process of closing the logic loop, because I sincerely believed that knowledge is power and the truth is in the hands of a few people.”
The shadow of the red giant hugged his knees and sniffed in the void, and the eyes of the demon border collie revealed sadness: Magnus seemed to have shed all his pretense and pretense of arrogance and confidence at this moment, revealing a child seeking knowledge. like characteristics.
In front of the reforged anvil, the cover-up and exaggeration of the past are gone, and only the obedience of the truth remains.
"But I didn't understand those two sentences. Or I didn't want to."
The indescribable existence in the center of the hall begins to solidify into a specific shape, and its existence can gradually be perceived and described by human eyes.
"It's time to go."
"Yes." The huge red phantom muttered, raising its steps and walking towards the seal.
"Oh... I'm quite happy... I mean... the last person I can talk to is you... Pei..."
The surging wind and clouds solidified.
"Magnus" screamed his voice from time that did not exist. No one could hear him. No one could care. He was stripped, shattered, burned of his form and meaning, and reforged into something new, magical and magical. Great piece.
Perturabo knew that from this moment on, no one in the world except himself would know the words that had been spoken at this moment.
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same moment
Destiny Steel Apothecary's Workshop
"Master Honso, there is something wrong with Master Emmenut's monitoring data." Parogov's voice came out slightly urgently as he was carefully recording the data in the medical cabin.
This made Honso look up from the biochemical analysis lens he was obsessed with. "Um?"
"Master Emmenute's heartbeat and breathing suddenly increased too fast, the psychic threshold exceeded the observable reading, and the brain wave safety value has been overloaded. I think his brain is boiling in the physical sense, and-"
Without the apprentice's explanation, Hong Suo could clearly see that the think tank director who was lying quietly in the medical cabin had an extremely sad look on his face. His body, which had been repaired cleanly a moment ago, was beginning to glow and began to spontaneously combust in the crackling psychic light.
"What's going on? What happened?! Parogov, two, no, five powerful tranquilizers first! - Go turn on all the protective switches in the emergency room! The psychic energy in his body is about to overload! He's going to explode!"
The Thousand Sons Supreme Wizard was twitching, convulsing, desperate, begging, screaming, and crying in a coma.
The extreme grief of losing the highest, closest, and most supreme being who connected all the Thousand Sons with genes, mystery, and psychic energy made him scream, and the ruthless light of psychic energy gushed out from his body. The wizard's wide-open pupilless eyes, which were emitting destructive psychic molten lava, shed dazzling tears.
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At this moment, a psychic scream of someone's death echoed throughout the galaxy and the warp, and all places and living things with sufficient qualifications - Empire, alien or anything else, could hear it.
All legal or illegal astrologers and navigators felt strongly that the terrible destructive force released from a certain point in the void, the black hole in the warp collapsed instantly, and the Tarot revealed the damage and weakness that did not distinguish between enemies and friends.
Regardless of distance, will and camp, the minds of many wild and certified psykers were instantly destroyed in the last sigh of the nameless one, and the pink and blue demons with shrill laughter emerged from their bodies as portals, and were instantly killed by the echo of the scream, returning to the warp, leaving only a horrible corpse fragments.
On the Wizard Star, the incredible roar of the Demon Prince instantly activated the geological movement of the planet, and the unnatural rainbow-colored flames ignited every skyline, "This is impossible!!!!"
The Demon Prince of Tzeentch refused to accept this too abrupt end. He angrily roared at the sky every powerful or more chaotic spell and magic he knew to maintain the entire world. The vortex of chaotic energy was swirling, and its energy was so great that it could affect the body and mind of the demons in the warp.
The screams of the dead finally crossed the sky, and the momentary light flashed on the body of every Thousand Sons warrior.
The cold star looked to the north of the Milky Way.
The master of the Wizard Star still exists.
And he returned to peace.
Quack.
It's still the same. If it can't be refreshed after 2 o'clock tomorrow, I will publish two chapters after 6 o'clock-
Unfaithful-