The blizzard, which was filled with the pain of betrayal, roared, and flakes of snow violently passed through the sight, and were thrown into the vast darkness in an instant.
Above the raging snowstorm, the entire dark River Styx flowed down, drops of darkness splashing, greedily touching the white snowfield of Fenris like tentacles.
The whole planet seemed to tremble.
[—Magnus!!!]
The Wolf King wiped the blood from his face with one hand and tightly grasped the Spear of Bacchus with the other. The golden spear was cold and ruthless in his hand, urging him to start a massacre to judge the traitors.
He stared at the man in front of him, and white air blew out of Ruth's tightly clenched mouth.
Magnus was there, the damned Scarlet Sinner. At this moment, Magnus's figure was twice as large as before. Light armor made of psychic energy was draped over his red skin, and a pair of decorative horns rose from his shoulders. He was staring at Leman Russ arrogantly.
[Barbarian,]
Magnus said this with contempt. He grinned with extreme arrogance. The sinner's red hair spread out in the storm, floating against gravity. He spread out his hands, and on each hand there was a leap of electric arcs that pierced the wind and snow.
The strange blue light surrounded Magnus. At this moment, the Wolf King was sure that his brother's life had fallen into the abyss of change.
Riemann let out a broken and angry wolf howl, and without hesitation, he rushed straight towards Magnus.
The spear in his hand was as cold as his heart. Leman Russ thought that as long as he stabbed Magnus with the Spear of Dionysus, then Magnus would at least know what the hell he was doing!
Anyone wounded by the Spear of Dionysus will gain a great deal of the Emperor's knowledge in a very short period of time, at which time the wounded will fall into a coma. After Magnus faints, the Wolf King will decide whether to kill this damn traitor.
Even in death! Leman Russ will complete what the All-Father has entrusted to him!
He will never let the sinner Magnus commit sins again!
The howl of the wolf cut through the wind and snow with absolute determination, and the Primarch's figure rushed towards Magnus at an astonishing speed, the tip of the spear turned into a golden thread and went straight towards the Scarlet Sinner.
Magnus laughed contemptuously. At this moment, he was depriving Fenris of his power and accepting the power of Tzeentch. He no longer took the Wolf King seriously.
I was right.
Magnus raised his hand, and at his fingertips, bright lightning rose up like a giant python, piercing through the wind and snow, crackling straight towards the wolf king's throat.
The sound of explosions was accompanied by a burning smell, and Magnus smiled. He felt great now. His soul was slowly soaking in the strange ocean, which filled him and made him stagger like a drunk.
It was bound to happen, deals always are, sweet and charming.
But that’s not enough.
Magnus thought, he thought greedily, begging for His favor like a traveler who had been hungry and thirsty in the desert for months. He needed power, strong enough to easily crush Leman Russ under his feet.
strength…
Magnus thought that he would kill Leman Russ, rebuild his Thousand Sons Legion, and establish a new homeworld.
The beautiful vast ocean permeated him, and he was completely immersed in his unwillingness and desire. The blazing blue light broke through the sky of the blizzard like holy light and sprinkled on his body.
From a distance, those thin rays of light looked like strings pulling a puppet.
Above the wind and snow, something began to chuckle.
It's over. He has completely grasped Magnus. This small, knowledge-addicted, greedy little guy is now His. He may have had some small thoughts before - but he was swallowed up by the power of the Lord of Change and could no longer resist.
The two little men began to fight again, but he had no time to pay attention to this little, happy farce. He carefully lured the behemoth away from the exquisite stage, trying to make it realize that there were more tempting sweet fruits under this planet.
Oh, under the vast white snowfield, through the dim cave, you will enter a perfect world of golden honey and sweet wine.
Eat as much as you can, and bon appetit.
A corner of the cave cracked open, and the surging darkness groped and lowered its tentacles. He laughed and listened attentively - listen, do you hear the roar from Terra at the other end of the tunnel
This monster certainly couldn't kill the Emperor, but it didn't need to kill him either - they just needed to lose both of them.
Of course, there is hope for humanity. These things will only happen on Terra. Looking ahead, the other four corners of the Empire still have hope of survival, in order to prevent their dear Neos from doing stupid things.
They will continue to give him hope.
The cold wind of the Himalayas was howling. Under the imperial palace, at the trembling webway gate, a pair of golden eyes were shining brightly. Golden light was shining, trillions of pious whispers were heard, and golden arcs slid across the helmets of the imperial guards who were ready for battle.
The Emperor is prepared to engage in a grappling battle with the monster, if the Dead does indeed burst into the Webway - then the first thing to worry about is not the destruction of the Webway.
"My children..."
A broken roar escaped from the corner of Leman Russ's mouth, and blood gushed out from his mouth. He collapsed on the snow, and scarlet blood flowed from his back mixed with jelly-like semi-solid.
The ground around them seemed to be struck by countless thunderbolts, and large scars from the violence were left streaking across the snowy plain.
[…Magnus.]
The sound of gnashing teeth was as if he wanted to bite the Scarlet Sinner to death. Magnus laughed happily, as if he was recalling the scene of using psychic power to play tricks on the Wolf King.
Floating in the air, he descended, his bare feet stepping on the ice and snow.
[Rus, please be the first sacrifice. ]
Magnus chanted the spell to connect to the Lord of Change.
He walked over easily, and was about to pick up the wolf king—
The wolf king crawling on the snow field leaped up in an impossible posture, and the Spear of Dionysus burst out with a strong light in the wind and snow!
Magnus roared in derision, and hastily raised his hand to try to distance himself from the rising Russ, but he was a step too late.
In the slowed-down time, Magnus clearly felt the spear piercing his skin, the cold metal breaking through the hot flesh, and beads of blood flying.
Rus's eyes lit up with the joy of success, and the wolf king's mouth curled into a smile, but the severe pain in his back made his expression grim. He seemed to think that he had succeeded, and his body, which he forced to jump up, slammed heavily into the snow again, splashing a burst of snow.
Leman Russ struggled in the snow with his teeth bared. His vision was obscured by the thick snow, but he still relied on his strong instinct to crawl forward.
Wounded by the Spear of Dionysus, Magnus might have fallen down now, and he needs to seize the last opportunity.
For the whole…Father.
The wolf king struggled with the thought that he was going to be an executioner again, but he was willing.
At least he fulfilled his All-Father mission.
The wolf king thought as he struggled to crawl forward, leaving a long trail of blood behind him. He was about to reach the destination -
[What the hell?]
Magnus's voice was filled with surprise, and at the same time, a foot appeared in front of the Wolf King. It pressed down Riemann's hand that was holding the Spear of Dionysus, making him unable to move.
At that moment, Ruth's heart felt like it was falling into an icy cave.
what is going on?!
[oh,]
Magnus smiled and said,
[I understand. The Spear of Dionysus—it turns out that the false emperor gave it to you.]
Magnus bent down and forcibly pulled the spear out of the wolf king's hand. His hand bones were broken by the psychic energy.
[Barbarian—]
Magnus said sarcastically, "Do you really think that everyone is like you, and will get dizzy after reading a little knowledge?"
The Spear of Dionysus contains some of the Emperor's wisdom, but the Wolf King does not know that as early as the Punishment of Nikea, the Emperor had already forced a huge amount of knowledge into the Red Sinner.
In other words, Magnus at this moment is not afraid of the Spear of Dionysus.
Magnus curled his lips and threw the spear into the snow. It was almost over. The monster was about to come in full force. He heard the Lord of Change's praise for him. As the plan was about to be completed perfectly, He allowed Magnus to satisfy his greed.
After all, He has completely mastered Magnus.
Magnus gave a mad smile and asked him to think about it... How could he get back what he had lost from the Wolf King
The lost Thousand Sons, the ignorance that was spurned by everyone, the years of imprisonment, and...
Magnus subconsciously touched his smooth eye sockets. This was one of his obsessions.
His eyes.
Oh, Magnus thought, the dog still has one of his eyes hanging from it.
However, just as Magnus subconsciously touched his eye sockets, Leman Russ suddenly realized something.
The Primarch immediately reached for his waist and touched the Eye of Magnus that the All-Father had given him. A faint growl emanated from between his wolf teeth.
The All-Father didn't tell him what this eye was for! And how to use it!
Magnus immediately noticed the wolf king's little move. Russ was lifted up by psychic power, his feet hanging in the air, like a dog with its spine pulled out.
[You don't deserve my eyes—nor does he.]
As Magnus spoke, he mobilized his psychic power and ordered it to take his eye back, but then the Scarlet Sinner was annoyed to find that his psychic power could not reach the single eye, which was shrouded in the aura of the Emperor - because he had originally offered it to the tyrant.
Magnus pulled Leman Russ closer and angrily prepared to take back his one eye physically, but the wolf king, who was suppressed by psychic power, showed a provocative smile.
From a psychic perspective, Magnus was shocked to see that Russ was struggling with all his might to resist his psychic suppression, with his bones breaking and twisting into abnormal angles.
The fierce resistance of the Wolf King forced Magnus to strengthen the deployment of his psychic energy, but Fenris, who was betrayed by him, began to do his best to interfere with Magnus' psychic energy.
Magnus cursed in his heart. At this moment, every time Fenris mobilized his psychic energy, he was strengthening Magnus' control over it.
But the furious Fenris didn't care about all this. He angrily slapped Magnus with the flames of ice and snow in his final resistance.
The two Primarchs began to wrestle, blood flowing from Leman Russ' eyes and ears, and he fought Magnus with all his might.
For… the All-Father.
The fangs bared, and the bones in his arm shattered into pieces, squeezing out of his flesh and blood, squeezing his skin into bumpy pits.
[… traitor.]
[What the hell are you doing? ! ! !]
Magnus cried out in shock, blood spurting from his mouth. The Red One suddenly broke free from Fenris's control, and stretched out his hand forward, trying to reach the Wolf King -
Leman Russ put his eye in his mouth! ! ! !
At that moment, Magnus screamed, but the wolf king bit down without hesitation. A faint golden light burst out, and Magnus's scream suddenly changed tone, and he let out a short scream.
With a bang!
Magnus' figure plunged straight into the ice and snow!
At the same time, Leman Russ, who lost Magnus's psychic suppression, also fell into the snow.
Did he... succeed this time
Leman Russ's brain, blurred by the Emperor's psychic energy, was thinking slowly. He spat out his eyeball that had been bitten in half, and the translucent red saliva coated it and slid down stickily.
But... he seemed to have failed.
The Wolf King thought in despair, because even though Magnus had fallen, the disaster that shook Fenris did not stop.
… failed
[Silly dog,]
Magnus's calm voice rang out beside Russ, whose ears were buzzing. The wolf king raised his head with all his strength. In a trance, he saw Magnus.
The Scarlet Sinner stood up shakily. He felt the abundant power coming from the Lord of Change.
But his soul was weary,
[I shouldn't count on your dog brain.]
Magnus said wearily, standing in the ice and snow. He took a deep breath and raised his hands from the howling cold of Fenris.
The erosion of Tzeentch's power can cause people to lose their minds, even the Primarch is not surprised.
If Magnus is to deceive Tzeentch, he must be corrupted, completely corrupted—
He does not have the ability to wake himself up on his own initiative.
In a sea of greed, unwillingness and anger, Magnus was dragged to the bottom of the sea.
He was being watched, his soul was completely at the mercy of Tzeentch, and Magnus was doomed to be unable to resist.
Therefore, Leman Russ must remain pure.
Because he had in his hand the thing that gave Magnus a moment of clarity—the Eye of Magnus.
Magnus was unaware of the existence of the Spear of Dionysus. To him, this was just a small episode.
The Red Sinner staggered and smiled bitterly. He had said long ago that the power to act on his behalf was in the hands of Leman Russ.
But even so, now, except for a small Pluto crack in his soul, Magnus has already given himself completely to Tzeentch.
The purpose of that eyeball was only to allow [Magnus the Emperor] to briefly occupy this body for a moment.
If Magnus had not completely submerged himself in the river of Tzeentch - then this might have been saved, but for now, it would only serve to sober the Crimson Sinner up for a moment.
The Emperor did not trust him, and therefore, He only granted Magnus so much.
But a moment of clarity is enough.
He only has thirteen milliseconds.
Magnus didn't need to resist.
Magnus put his hand on his chest, and his fingertips exerted force, causing blood to flow out.
But there were others who were willing to trust him and gave him a chance!
Magnus felt Tzeentch trying to draw out his power - too late! Magnus mobilized his own power, the power he usurped from Fenris, and firmly grasped Tzeentch's lifeline.
The power of Tzeentch twisted in his hands, but how could they escape when they had already merged with Magnus' soul? !
They are fused to Magnus—because Tzeentch needs to make sure Magnus doesn't betray, doesn't betray the Lord of Change on his own initiative.
This is what Magnus wanted to see.
A smile of success appeared on Magnus's lips. While Tzeentch was infecting Magnus' life, Magnus was also infecting Tzeentch!
Magnus chanted, the final spell flickering from his lips,
Red flowers bloomed from his chest. Magnus clutched his powerfully beating heart. He carefully sensed Tzeentch's position and raised his heart high in his hand, aiming it at Tzeentch's position.
He did not need to resist. He was completely saturated with Tzeentch's psychic energy and could not directly attack Tzeentch with his psychic energy, nor could he sacrifice to other beings such as the Emperor - the Lord of Change was very cautious.
But Magnus knew what he had to do.
[Lord of Change - the great being who has made a covenant with me, I have failed the covenant with you, so - I completely dedicate my soul and body to you, please take my spirit, my soul, and the twinkle of this winter star. ]
Magnus shouted, and the blood dripped from the sacrificed, raised heart, and flowed down from the corners of his hollow eyes,
He knew he was too late, he woke up too late, the webway still had ominous cracks - but it was not that late, everything was still able to be saved.
At least, things won't turn out to be the worst.
All he needed was... Magnus took a deep, trembling breath. All he needed was for him to be the traitor, all he needed was for him to be the kind-hearted fool.
Magnus held his heart high with all his might, his red flesh beating amidst the roar of ice and snow. He had experienced it all - therefore, Magnus knew exactly what kind of flash would be the one that Pluto favored the most.
In the warp, Magnus was shining brightly. He was like a newborn little sun, with the red sun beating on him. He was so beautiful, so dazzling, so brilliant - how wonderful and tempting.
There were even cracks on it that he was familiar with. What a colorful existence it was. Magnus's excess spiritual energy poured into it, his abundant and fragrant spiritual energy poured into it, and fell into the bottomless abyss.
The greedy, cold, ignorant god turned his eyes away.
A smile appeared on Magnus's lips. When the last character was pronounced, he felt himself break free from that heavy body. He became light, truly free from the limitations of the flesh, and he floated towards the sky.
[…I am not a traitor.]
The last whispers fell to the earth.
Magnus took one last glance at the snowfield and saw his broken eyeballs staring at him sadly, and in them, he saw a gaze that did not belong to him.
Magnus smiled sadly, he didn't trust him, Magnus had nothing to say about it.
Pluto... please... Magnus thought tremblingly... please grant him the last bit of dignity and respect... please... please...
But Magnus knew that this seemed impossible. His fate would always be so cruel. He was a clown, a despised existence on the stage.
…but he has no regrets.
Without his body, the barrier of flesh and blood to Magnus disappeared, and the awakening of the Emperor's psychic energy was as fleeting as fireworks in winter -
Magnus is back to being what he "should" be.
In order to gain Tzeentch's trust, he had to completely surrender himself to Tzeentch. His "awakeness" just now was more like a brief bout of dementia after being eroded by "chaos".
Magnus was horrified to see the monster approaching - he screamed in resignation and anger, he roared and asked the Lord of Change what to do, he ran towards the Lord of Change desperately in order to save his life,
The turbulence of spiritual energy can no longer be changed.
In the vast ocean, Magnus rushed towards Tzeentch with the power of winter. Behind him, the darkness changed its target and opened the mouth of the abyss towards him.
Magnus screamed in fear. He felt his soul shattered from the crack and the sun was torn into pieces. He twisted in pain. The strong desire to survive forced him to run towards the Lord of Change more urgently.
The light of the Lord of Change was so warm—and no sentient being would be willing to fall into the mouth of that monster! Magnus ran desperately towards Tzeentch, but on the other side, the power of the Lord of Change was rapidly fading—He didn't want to fight it alone!
The Lord of Change angrily tried to shake off Magnus, but Magnus, who had already been bound to Him, and who was desperately trying to escape due to the desire to survive - He simply couldn't shake him off!
He needed to rely on the power of other beings, and his power began to be directed back to Cadia. Behind him, the broken fragments of Magnus and Fenris scattered and fell in a mess among the galaxy.
The fragments were scattered too widely, some of them were swallowed up, some were not, and they drifted aimlessly in the galaxy, slowly drawing a path towards Cadia.
The Lord of Change roared angrily, Change! Change! Magnus!!!
Behind him, Magnus called for Tzeentch's protection—the more he called, the slower the Lord of Change would be—the easier it would be for him to notice him!!!
Magnus!!!
Tzeentch's roar echoed through the Warp.
And the other end -
[—Don’t abandon me! ! Great Lord of Change! ! ! ]
The darkness pursued them.
+My children,+
The Emperor spoke calmly as he stepped towards the platform. The webway was broken, but because of Magnus's power, it was still possible to repair the webway at this moment - its damage was not serious.
There the Golden Throne was, high upon it, and the Emperor sat, his psychic energy dome bracing against the darkness where the Webway had been shattered.
The Emperor's gaze penetrated through the countless stars and saw the absurd scene in the distance, the unbelievable scene.
He heard Magnus praising and imploring the Lord of Change,
+My pride,+
The Emperor said,
+My fifteenth son, the Red King. +
An invisible teardrop fell from the emperor's cheek.
Above Fenris, the storm subsided, and the wolf king's vision blurred and fell into darkness.
At the last moment, Leman Russ thought,
Magnus... are you a traitor or not
In front of the Wolf King, there was an ice sculpture of the Red King with his heart held high. His red body had long been frozen into a sculpture by the wind and snow.
From beginning to end, everything Magnus saw in the prophecy was true.
No more, yay!
The arrow shot by September finally hit its target today, December!!!
(End of this chapter)