How can a retired savior be considered retired if his price drops to 40,000?

Chapter 202 Just as planned!

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha-"

Somewhere in the subspace, the shrill scream of the Lord of Change set off huge waves.The desire for knowledge engraved in his instinct due to his power and the instinctive desire to survive that he must have as an intellectual individual collided with each other at this moment, which to a large extent interfered with the normal strength that he should have as a chaotic power.

Terminals from the original time, individuals outside the universe, dimensions outside the observable range, all of these arouse Tzeentch's curiosity.But this time is different from when he faced Fujimaru Ritsuka or even Tezcatlipoca: when facing the above-mentioned outsiders, Tzeentch did feel danger to some extent, but he could still Rejoicing at the changes brought about by this danger - but these... things summoned by Debit, the "danger" that Tzeentch felt was fundamentally different in nature.

They are alien destruction, disordered madness, one and all, a beginning and an end, something...

Something that can overturn their beloved chessboard, or even "kill" them completely.

This is worse than the one on the throne.Although if He gets up, there is a high probability that He will sit on a seat that symbolizes burning and destruction and is filled with crazy hatred, but He will at least operate according to the basic laws of this universe.But what about those things?Tzeentch didn't know.

For the Lord of Change, this was a literal first in the world: He knew nothing.When facing Fujimaru Ritsuka, he at least knew that he was facing a "human being who fell into this universe from the Well of Eternity", so he could treat her the same way as a human being; facing Tezcatlipoca At that time, he at least knew that he was facing a "god who somehow crossed the barrier between worlds", so he could treat him the same way as other divine beings; but - this thing summoned by Debit?Tzeentch knows nothing except that "they have not existed before, now, or in the future, nor should they exist in this universe."

He wanted to know, driven by the power to know, but refused to know, driven by the instinct to survive.This makes Him look very much like some kind of schizophrenia at this moment - even in the eyes of the Chaos Power whose "mental state" can never be measured by human standards.

"If you can't help, at least be quiet, can't you?" the Lord of Joy not far away "said", and the "tone" was obviously not very happy, "The one I like the most is talking to you now. Those abominations face to face! Oh, poor little fellow, how frightened he will suffer!"

Although he was also watching the battlefield, the Prince of Darkness, who lacked a more intuitive understanding of the threat of "those things", only seemed a little worried.He does not have the power to see the essence of things at a glance similar to Tzeentch, and he is the youngest among the gods.This made him unable to truly understand the threat of those things immediately, and only felt that they were really disgusting - with the power of Slaanesh, he was completely unable to interpret the emotions and desires of the black shadow, as if they were "not alive" generally.

But they do look alive.They are obviously autonomous and have predatory behavior.Even the Lord of Joy could feel that after His servants, His fragments, and the little power He extended, those inanimate beings completely "non-existed" after they were swallowed by the black shadow.

This made him feel a little threatened in addition to disgust.

"Can't you solve this?" Driven by all kinds of negative emotions, Slaanesh complained to Tzeentch without any hope, "They were 'summoned', right? It doesn't seem like there was any sacrifice. You Can't you use some relative magic to send them all back?"

"Hee hee hee hee - no, I can't! Even if I can, I can't!" The Lord of Changes' sentences were confusing, "You can't do this! You can't attract their attention, because that would be the same as attracting the attention of the people behind them. Attention to something!”

"What?" Slaanesh frowned and backed down for a moment - Fulgrim can be regarded as his favorite toy.This time he rarely took the initiative to please the Lord of Joy with a drama, so of course He approved and supported it.But if the performance of this drama caused Fulgrim to encounter any unexpected accidents beyond the limit, he should of course stop everything that was happening in time.But Tzeentch's crazy sentences are still not over:

"You can't send them away with spells, you can't influence them with powers, you can't twist them with rules, you can't let them stay here for too long - look! Shalish, my brother! Such actions will destroy our chessboard. Leading to destruction!" He said this, his tone containing two extreme emotions of ecstasy and fear that are almost impossible to coexist at the same time. "But don't worry! I'm watching! Everything will continue to go as planned! There is always someone else who is more worried about the survival of the chessboard itself than we are!”
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Just as his master thought at perhaps the same moment, Fulgrim was indeed retreating in his heart.

He really didn't want to continue to be entangled with these messy and incomprehensible things.

The Daemon Primarch has indeed shrunk in the Silver Palace for almost 1 years, focusing only on those extreme pleasures and rarely leaving it to lead his troops to the real battlefield.But this does not mean that he has completely lost the ability he should have as a general - although maybe, maybe, probably, there are not many left. After all, there are too many people who are perceptual, or in other words, "perceptual". "The messy reasons will affect his decision-making.

Moreover, the subordinates he can command now are so scattered that they have almost no organization, but Fulgrim has obviously considered this before setting off, and tried every means to successfully make them obey his orders - at least, he The "ingenious" plan, with the help of both Slaanesh and Tzeentch, was carried out until Ferrus Manus was successfully blocked, without any major mistakes.

But he really didn't know what the black shadows in front of him were, and he didn't want to fight such things at all.He found them all incomprehensible, and he did not yet know that this was not just a subjective feeling he perceived from those things, but an objective fact: as "a certain life form" within the universe, from Objectively speaking, it is absolutely impossible for him to understand those "life outside the realm".This is something even Tzeentch is unlikely to be able to do.

Even though he had been fighting at close range for a period of time, Fulgrim still could not understand the composition, shape, attack methods, and survival methods of those things - fortunately, if he just wanted to "kill" them, it would not necessarily be possible. Need to understand the principles.At least the most basic ones, chopping them into fine pieces or burning out their bodies, these cruel methods that can stop most living things from moving, are indeed useful in killing these "things".

If it had been in the past - 1 years ago, when he had not yet fallen and dared to take seven children to regain a planet within three months, Fulgrim would not be so panicked.As long as this thing can be killed, then they still have the possibility of winning.But now, Fulgrim, who has become a demon prince, obviously lacks the corresponding faith and motivation, and the soldiers under his command are no longer the determined and highly skilled "Emperor's Children".

Slaanesh's army collapsed under the onslaught of the terrifying alien species, and the battle line retreated quickly amid howls of terror.The high platform specially set up for the atmosphere when Fulgrim appeared on the stage had been destroyed, and the other four Great Secret Keepers who he had originally arranged to hide temporarily as a precaution were forced to jump out at that time. , joined the battle group angrily, but not long after, they were drowned in the black shadow one after another with the same fearful screams in some form that could not be understood.

Fulgrim believed that the deaths of these Slaanesh demons would definitely attract the attention of the Lord of Joy, but the rolling waves in the High Sky did not bring him his master's instructions.

The Demon Prince gritted his teeth and looked at the mechanical tower towering in the opponent's line. He barely aroused a little fighting spirit to persevere on the battlefield.Fulgrim, who strives for perfection in everything, refused to admit that his perfect plan would be defeated by this unexpected event. He tried to persuade himself to overcome the unknown fear and continued to fight on this battlefield with anger and unwillingness. Struggle above——

——At this time, there was one minute and six seconds left before Debit's "6 minutes" ended.

　Miwu (six o'clock)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)