Warhammer 40: Shattered Steel Soul

Chapter 76 Dive
Morse grabbed a handful of sand and watched the moment it slipped from his hands.

Without the need for light, each grain of sand scatters a faint golden light from itself, and the tiniest runes are carved deep into the gravel.He stood up and looked around. The average golden engraving about one finger long flowed out from the hem of his black robe embroidered with gold trim, clinging to the abandoned and empty building, intertwining each other to form a huge array of nested patterns .

He pulled down the black cloth covering his face against the wind and sand, and lifted his hood.The curse of isolating the outside world has propped up an absolutely stable and stable boundary in the ruins that have been abandoned for countless years.

Under this arrangement, he could even take an ordinary mortal to enjoy a short one-day trip in subspace.Whether the mortal comes back crazy or not is another matter, but to borrow Magnus's common vocabulary, it can be easily done to "reintegrate his body of light safely into the physical body of the mortal world."

In short, I tried it, when I wanted to find a navigator to help locate Terra.

Morse clapped his hands, dusted off the sand, released his psionic energy, and let a beacon projection pass through the vast ocean quickly and silently like a fish.

He captured two clear and blazing light sources: one looked like a Titan composed of yellow, black, and iron, but the light source falling here was relatively transparent and light, blurring the thickness and toughness of the steel itself; the other One is a scorching copper-colored flame, young and energetic, radiant.

The two light sources are closely connected, and each exudes a very active temperament. Their life and power arouse layers of echoes in the subspace.

Soon, the copper fire flashed, and two figures appeared outside the ruins. Because the caster did not control the precise speed of the shuttle following the beacon, they unfortunately crashed into the runes he set up like a derailed train. They popped out together and fell into the middle of the yellow sand and the broken wall.

"It seems that you have a good chat." Morse dragged two guys, one big and one small, into the room, "I'm ready here, how about you, Magnus?"

Magnus stood up from the ground, resisting the use of psionic power, but slapped off the gravel all over his body with his own hands, and shook his cloak.As for the sand that got into the lush red hair, the giant decided to go back today and take a good bath.

"Deep into the vast ocean right here? Does Perturabo need to go with us?" Magnus asked.

"What is in front of you is only a very small part of Perturabo's own consciousness. I think he has already introduced it to you. He himself is commanding a great war across the star sea, and you and I both know that the waves that sneak into the subspace It requires full concentration. So we won't disturb him." Morse waved his hand.

"We are not fighting a war," Perturabo emphasized rigorously, "we are building a planet. At least we must ensure that there is an interstellar port for landing at every two nodes in the entire China Unicom star chart."

"Well, Perturabo also mentioned in his words just now that the Iron Warriors will build an empty memorial hall in advance that is inferior to the Olympia Memorial Hall..." Magnus added.

"You guys really had a good chat." Morse looked at the arm where Magnus took off the bracelet. Even he couldn't guess the purpose of the disappearing bracelet for the time being.

He looked at the shortest man present. "Perturabo, you can wait here and take care of the shells we left behind. You don't need to do anything else, we will dive deep into the ocean, and you are not good at it."

"Goodbye." Perturabo leaned against a complete wall and closed his eyes to rest, focusing more on his main body.

Over there, he and Nador were discussing the issue of a new round of Terra conscription in their spare time.

Except for the occasional mention of his kindness of being engraved in the front row by the father of gene in the shooting combination portrait, the Terran veteran will never forget, and he also proudly mentioned the stability of the Iron Warrior gene seed many times in his words, which made Pei Tulabo began to consider the demand for equipment for continuous and stable military expansion.

Morse held out his hand, and Magnus tried to put a finger out for Morse to grab.

The next moment, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground made Perturabo open his eyes.After thinking for a moment, Perturabo went over, dragged Magnus's limbs, and positioned the unconscious red giant more peacefully.He ignored Morse because the latter's shell was deflated again.

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There is no top, no bottom, no left or right, no inside or outside, no first or last.The great sea floats above the bedrock of reality and sinks beneath the canopy of the material universe.Every deep dive made Magnus escape from the constraints of the physical rules of the real universe. When he first realized how the virtual realm erased the limited boundaries and let the infinite glow surround him. , he could no longer forget the moment of unfettered freedom.

Magnus never imagined that he could be so light, and his inner being could be so vast, before breaking off the chains of reality to matter.

Magnus reached out his palm and touched the familiar deep ocean.A ball of friendly light blue energy immediately swirled into his palm with bits of broken starlight, and was close to his skin, making his heart feel warm and soft.He flattened his red palms and let the reluctant blue light group leave and return to the colorful depths of the void.

A few hostile little creatures came towards the light, filled with ever-changing light blue light, approaching him.He recognized them as projections of hostile, weak species in the deep ocean, feeble ripples of sentient beings converging.

Magnus threw out the light cable, and at the same time scattered most of them, he easily and deftly caught one of them in his hand, and handed it to the eyes of the people around him.

"I caught one." Magnus said, "You see, its appearance is similar to the whitebait in the shallow waters off the shore of Tizca. Its shape and the characteristics I have studied have been recorded in my atlas. , I'm not sure yet what systematic rules to name them, so it remains nameless for now. Don't worry, it's not a threat."

In fact, it was Morse who surprised him more than these things with which he was already familiar.

A transparent human figure holding up a torn pure black linen cloth, the cold and sharp golden runes flowing all over its body, and the light-colored colorful ether light spots almost escaping around him, all clearly indicate the danger of Morse.

Magnus had no doubt that Morse only needed to release a very small amount of his highly destructive power, without deliberately attacking, and the smooth and docile Vast Ocean would retreat on its own initiative.

At this moment, a pitch-black, cooling scorched earth has extended under the feet of the nothingness, as if he himself is repelling the gentle and mysterious ether.

No one could see the blank expression, but Magnus knew instinctively that he was staring intently at the little creature in his red hand.

The ether will respond to emotions, symbols, rituals and other things beyond formal logic, and from the flowing ether around Morse, he knows that the other party's attitude towards this place is not only completely unkind, but even slightly disgusting.

Was the father's friend hostile to the power here?But Morse is obviously also a master...

Magnus couldn't help but wince.Before he could ask any questions, Morse's flat tone erased his worries.

"It's very interesting, Magnus." Morse said, the transparent body stepped forward, and the black linen covering the body outlined the broken arm missing the right hand in a wave. "Take me here for a stroll, and tell me what you've seen and heard."

"After that, I also want to take you to visit some of my well-meaning friends. They seemed a little angry after the last time I came here to visit."

(End of this chapter)