The cold wind surrounded him.
One foot was deep, one foot was shallow, the snow piled up to the primarch's knees was pushed aside, and Magnus moved forward on the snowfield with difficulty.
Winter is here.
Above the vast sky, the edge of the cold wolf moon slid across with cold light. He was watching him, and they were watching him.
He felt the surge of power, and Magnus could no longer tell whether it was a blessing from Fenris - or part of his deal with the Lord of Change.
But that doesn't matter.
Magnus thought, he praised the Lord of Change in his heart, he denounced the cruelty of the false emperor, he was panicked by the coming of the [Jailer] - for this he was willing to make this deal.
Magnus felt a brilliant blue light rising from a corner of his soul.
His speed is just right.
Magnus thought that it would be just enough to prevent Fenris from discovering him, and it would be enough to ensure that Magnus would not regret it.
The debt collector has his own judgment. He is willing to lend Magnus' power, which means he is sure that he will earn more than the principal.
He was certain that Magnus would eventually serve under Him.
He - Magnus will naturally not regret it!
He would complete his deal, and if he failed, Magnus would suffer the consequences.
The cold wind slapped his face and Magnus clenched his teeth. This was Fenris's way of blocking Leman Russ's storm, but it also hindered Magnus's journey.
The snow as big as stones swept across his naked skin. Fortunately, his skin was red, Magnus thought, otherwise his arms would have been scratched red by now.
He staggered among the vast expanse of white snow, and a speck of scarlet moved slowly.
The old voice of ice and snow rang in his ears,
+The Scarlet King - He is coming, prepare your spells, there is still hope. +
Magnus gritted his teeth. The solution given by the Soul of Fenris was to use psychic power to ignite a path to divert it, while protecting the webway in Fenris as much as possible.
Magnus chuckled.
Naive, he thought, pure naivety... Anyone who has truly experienced and faced hardship will know at a glance that this simply won't work... Just like... before...
He didn't want to think about it anymore.
Such an innocent existence is destined to bear malice.
Magnus gave a twisted smile.
Magnus thought, as he echoed Fenris, he called upon the Lord of Change in his heart. The Lord of Change provided him with another set of spells, which were similar to the spells of Fenris - but the difference was the ninth syllable from the bottom. The changed syllable would allow Magnus to sacrifice Fenris smoothly and plunder Fenris' power.
Magnus laughed out loud, almost like crying.
He staggered barefoot into the scene he had seen when the prophecy was made.
The ragged Red One stepped onto the altar that Fenris had prepared for him. Magnus was in a trance as the wind and snow hit him and urged him on, but Magnus was not in a hurry - because no matter when he started, Leman Russ would only arrive at that point.
Fenris was unaware of this, just as he was unaware that Magnus had already made another deal.
Innocent.
Magnus slowly raised his arms. He looked up and saw that the white cloth that bound his blindness had already been untied. The icy snow fell on his red and smooth face, then melted by his body temperature and turned into crystal clear water droplets.
He felt the approaching darkness.
He is right!!!
Magnus silently shouted that the prophecy was true - but no one believed him!!!
Suddenly, in the extreme cold, he seemed to be back on the stage. Magnus shrank back and blinked, and he saw himself standing on the stage of Nikaea.
Magnus's sight seemed to return, and he took a step back in panic under the gazes and spotlights of the crowd.
Oh my god... How Magnus wished that time could go back, to that time, even if this was his last fantasy,
He would not have screwed up all that, he could have apologized in advance... Magnus comforted himself, but deep down, he already knew that the moment he made the deal, his end had already come to an end.
Magnus opened his one eye, which had not yet been dedicated to the false emperor, and tried hard to look against the light and find the Thousand Sons who were excitedly waiting for his speech in the audience.
He felt sorry for them...
Magnus gave a smile that was uglier than crying.
On the stage of Nikea, Magnus smiled gently, and bowed to the audience gracefully and with a slight tremor.
He opened his mouth and stomped slowly on the stage.
[There are friendly beings in the subspace.]
Magnus said, he swallowed nervously, he could do it all right, not mess it up, give him another chance, he would not let them down, Magnus would prove himself right,
[However, due to the small number of samples, I cannot show you the samples directly.]
As Magnus spoke, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Was that his sweat or the snow water of Fenris
[absurd!]
The Wolf King laughed and sneered. He slapped his chair roughly. Magnus looked at him with a smile, but the Scarlet Sinner's eyes were full of anger.
He stared at Leman Russ—he hated him so much, Russ was born on Fenris, he was there to see it all—but because of his position he did not stand up for the truth,
The truth is, Fenris can testify for Magnus at that time and prove that what he said was right.
He is right.
Magnus gasped, a bright blue color surged into his eyes, along with overwhelming hatred and arrogance.
Countless images flashed before his eyes. In an instant, the Lord of Change showed him countless better futures, countless happy endings that originally belonged to Magnus - but those had all been ruthlessly taken away by those damn anti-psychics.
Leman Russ,
He said calmly,
"You have been a barbarian all along - a savage who has no respect for knowledge, who covers his eyes and refuses to see the truth. You destroyed me, and you allowed them to judge me - but you refused to defend me, even though your homeland, Fenris, is the most powerful evidence in my favor."
Magnus smiled. He knew he had spoken out. His voice was carried away by the cold wind and reached the figure that was stumbling towards him.
[—Magnus!]
The wolf king's howl was carried far away by the wind.
[What are you doing? ! Stop it right there! ! ! ! ]
Magnus smiled, he suddenly raised his voice, the spell tore through the winter. He raised his arms high, the wind and snow rolled around him as he chanted the spell.
Even now, Magnus thought, the ends of his hair glowing blue, and Fenris still thought Magnus was friendly.
Magnus had been friendly.
The friendly Magnus is dead!!!
Because this world is cruel enough!!!
If you want to survive, live - above the lives of most people, you need to be cruel enough - don't trust anyone, and don't think anyone will believe you.
Magnus thought that he now lived only for himself.
Above the red hair, mad darkness was staring at him.
In the vast ocean, a star lit up violently and blazingly.
Magnus felt his soul burning as Fenris was loyally trying to hold back Leman Russ for him - but he was already here!
Magnus laughed as the wolf king rushed over and threw him to the ground in the snow, his blood splattering everywhere. Poor, ridiculous Fenris was still trying to help Magnus stop his eldest son.
Poor thing, Magnus could already hear the Lord of Change clapping.
If He had Magnus predict this scene, then was He also so happy at the Council of Nicaea
Magnus didn't know, and he didn't need to know.
The Scarlet Sinner laughed loudly. He allowed Leman Russ to grab his throat and try to stop his spell, but Magnus was filled with absolute hatred and unwillingness. The wizard's tongue would never stop. He would only curse more fiercely at the moment before his death.
Magnus lay on his back on the snow, and at that moment, he "saw" the approaching monster - this was the only fairness in the world!
He thought of how Leman Russ was almost strangling him to death. His voice finally froze, and the Scarlet Sinner felt that the darkness had begun to encroach. Deep underground, the first tentacles reached into the webway, and the cracks extended. Starting from the entrance, the tunnels peeled off piece by piece.
[It] hasn’t even fully arrived yet.
Fenris's approach was doomed to fail from the start.
Magnus thought - because it was innocent enough and kind enough, and had never seen real, brutal malice.
The one rushing towards them is the most terrifying existence in the galaxy.
The will of one planet alone is not enough to fight it.
There's no time.
Magnus, who was being strangled, hoarsely shouted out the inverted ninth note.
The next moment, a huge gust of air rose up! Leman Russ was blown away.
The Wolf King struggled to stand up from the snowdrift. He stared at Magnus in disbelief. Magnus was standing in front of him, enveloped in a brilliant blue light.
Leman Russ was convinced that now, Magnus, the bastard, could no longer be called his brother.
[Praise the Lord of Change,]
Magnus laughed and wiped his messy hair from his forehead. He raised his head proudly in the snowstorm of betrayal.
He said casually, and dazzling psychic lightning rose from his arms.
Until this moment, Tzeentch began to bring down his power in the true sense. The power of Chaos was rapidly eroding Magnus' soul, and the Scarlet Sinner did not resist at all.
Magnus ran his fingers over the smooth skin that was originally where his eye sockets were.
[Damned Fenris barbarians,]
Magnus said,
[I will offer you to my master in exchange for my true new life. ]
The final character must be soaked in blood and sacrifice before it can be spit out.
No more, yay!
(End of this chapter)