Emperor's Bane

Chapter 26 Magnus

Magnus forgot something.

He did it on his own initiative.

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Like his luckiest brothers, Lord Prospero's first half of his life was smooth sailing. After being swept away by the storm of the warp, the earliest enlightened man among the Primarchs was also wandering. Into the endless galaxy, and finally smashed down with his training pod on the square of Prospero's world Tizca: a settlement mainly populated by hermit scholars and escaped psykers. A remote world, the unusual Magnus was adopted almost immediately by local scholars.

This kind of childhood may not be as rich and noble as Guilliman's prince, nor as detached as Sanguinius being enshrined as the son of God, but it is more stable and suitable. Magnus's unwavering learning and Growing up, when he became the greatest scholar, he naturally became the leader of the mother planet.

The next step is to wipe out the psychic beasts that have been rampant on Prospero for a long time, explore, recover and rebuild the once great city, take over the research work that has troubled more than a dozen generations, observe and actually go deep into the subspace and immediately Became a master in the field...

What's more, relying on his own powerful psychic power, Lord Prospero was able to communicate with his genetic father at the soul level early in the morning, when the Emperor's fleet was still heading towards Magnus' hometown. , Father and son have already become friends to explore unknown areas together.

And Magnus would not have imagined that the first big problem in his life came from his father: the Emperor brought the Thousand Sons Legion, a great army that inherited the blood of Magnus. The Primarch reunited with his sons under the commentary of his father, and swore to protect each other with life and honor from now on.

All went well, and the Emperor soon left Prospero, and just as the Lord of Men's fleet disappeared at Mandeville Point, the vision arose among the Sons of Magnus.

The already weakened flesh and blood mutation made a comeback, and it flooded again in the blink of an eye. Magnus watched in horror as the heir who had just reunited with him twisted, struggled, and wailed to death. He tried his best to think Psionic powers and magic spells were in vain. Thousands of soldiers of the Thousand Sons lost their lives in just one night. Lose your own legion in a matter of days.

Magnus thought of his father, but then he also remembered the emperor's paranoia for the pure blood of mankind and his gritted hatred for any mutation. He hesitated, and finally chose to go deep into the warp.

This choice was correct, at least from the results. Magnus finally succeeded in saving his legion. He gained power with a deal, saved a thousand heirs, and saved the last fire.

But the content of the transaction, Magnus has long forgotten, this is not a passive thing, but an active behavior, Magnus paid something in that transaction, something more precious than his eyeballs, his Zhuoyouzhi vaguely noticed this, but he didn't believe it.

He didn't want to believe it, he would rather forget it.

He would rather escape.

But forgetting and escaping can clear memories from the mind, but they cannot clear the reality that really existed. As long as this reality still exists, it may generate new memories and make a comeback

At least, in the Warp, it's possible.

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The Primarch was a little irritable, no, very irritable.

This irritability not only comes from the depression of accidentally overturning the gutter, but also the anxiety of not being able to contact his heirs. Although it seems that he is the one who is alone, Magnus is more worried about the Thousand Sons Safety with Morgan.

In the eyes of the Primarch, although the subspace can indeed be called a comfortable and calm ocean, just like the real ocean, there will be waves and eddies, and there will be ferocious beasts lurking in the subspace. It is as dangerous as the soul fluctuations of the soul, and in its most obscure depths, there lurks some ancient, dangerous and incommunicable terrible creatures.

For example, now, he is being targeted.

The Primarch's consciousness swept across the vast space around him, and he could feel countless light spots of consciousness gathering in places far or near. Like, but in many ways it is the opposite: for example, the undisguised hostility.

Magnus smiled contemptuously.

He didn't underestimate the enemy, but these pathetic opponents who made no secret of their malice were only worthy of the Primarch's attitude.

The emperor's heir waved his palm, and the sharp crimson light swept out like a storm. It was a terrifying energy that a hundred thousand sons could not release with their combined efforts, but it was just the most casual attack of the Primarch.

He heard howls and wailings, the sound of blades ripping through meaningless, pathetic bodies, sounds like these continued with the Primarch's relentless onslaught, but to no avail: whenever these hostile When the tiny individual falls, there will be three, five, or even more filling its place, and they gather more and more like this, until the rustling sound fills every inch of the Primarch's perception.

Finally, the Primarch got bored.

"enough!"

Magnus sternly yelled, the sound waves contained endless power, and instantly froze all hostile creatures. He then raised his hand and patted, and the tens of thousands of troops were like the scorching sun in early spring. It melted away as quickly as snowflakes fell.

But this kind of playful victory couldn't make the Primarch feel proud at all. Instead, he keenly sensed that more hostility has gathered from all directions. It seems that he has indeed come to the depths of the subspace, which is full of strange things. crisis.

Magnus had no time to fight, he finally detected a direction that did not exude any danger, the Primarch's consciousness turned into a ray of crimson light, and flew towards the chosen direction: he needed a quiet corner, a place that could Let him rest assured and plan the safe area of ​​the magic circle and spells so that he can find his lost followers.

Magnus didn't stay all the way, and didn't send out more thoughts to investigate and plan. After all, although it is dangerous here, it can't threaten him, the Primarch.

The steps of the Primarch left a scarlet trace, and he disappeared quickly without any notice. The so-called hostility disappeared shortly after he set off, and where he once fought, only A series of strange and long laughter.

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The end of the Primarch's journey was not some untraceable solitude, on the contrary, there stood an incomprehensible palace, which almost instantly took all of Magnus's attention.

This is a huge building, so huge that no mortal would believe its existence. It is almost as huge as the palace under construction on Holy Terra. Every inch of the outer wall is a geometrically independent individual, and It exudes a rainbow-like brilliant light, and further back stands tall towers, one after another, extending to the number [Nine].

Magnus lingered in front of the building, hesitating to find an entrance, but just as he was thinking hard, he heard the loudest noise, and saw the huge building split itself open Now, starting from its physical middle, like a giant beast opening its mouth, the walls of the palace were torn to either side, revealing complex courtyards - but a new wall was created in the next instant , covering the inside of the palace tightly, the time in between was so short, even with the perception of the Primarch, Magnus couldn't see what was inside, he even only felt that there was still something inside the wall. fence.

Before Magnus could think of anything more, everything was over. He only saw a palace cracked into a courtyard in front of his eyes, and he could vaguely see a maze inside. Then, he saw the maze All kinds of eyeballs kept popping up in the courtyard, they flew out or rolled out, and piled up in the courtyard. In a few blinks, this vast space enough to accommodate tens of thousands of troops was covered by endless eyes. crowded.

The Primarch's face was livid, and he even felt a little sick.

But the eyeballs did not stop their activities, they rolled and piled up, and they grew huge mouths and teeth, screaming and devouring each other. Thousands of eyeballs were in the first moment of this war. They were eaten up, and those short-lived victors soon fell into a new fight.

Until the ninth moment, Magnus saw only one eyeball swaying in front of him, above which were floating nine dark blue pupils, they kept moving all the time, without any rules.

[Hello, Magnus. 】

The eyeball opened.

"……what do you?"

The Primarch spoke with difficulty, resisting the instinct to fight the monster immediately, because his mind told him that it would be a hard and desperate battle, although he did not believe that he would lose.

[Oh, what, an interesting philosophical nonsense. 】

That... thing laughed loudly, not just the deformed mouth, but its nine pupils, all of its nine movable pupils had cracks and sharp teeth, and they laughed out loud at the same time, and In this laughter, ravens and deformed eagles kept spitting out.

[I am all, son of the pathetic provocateur, I am all in your pathetic dreams, your arrogance, your dreams, your pursuits, your longings, the great kingdoms and careers you hoped and built, If you conceived and sang the immortal poems, I am them, so I am nothing, because your dreams and future are just a wisp of fly ash, meaningless. 】

[I was born in a past that didn't exist, and appeared at the moment when the future was erased. I have had thousands of names and titles, but they have become obsolete the moment they were spoken. I have had thousands of names and titles. Tens of thousands of essences and real names, but they are abolished at the moment of appearance, I have no name, no essence, I am not the representative of any existence and truth, because I am changing, eternally changing into another form, from one From the creator of the legend to the destroyer of another myth, it is just a momentary difference in your eyes, they are indistinguishable and different. 】

[Of course, if you insist on finding a title for me from your barren and meager consciousness, you can call me...]

【god. 】

(End of this chapter)