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

Chapter 214 The Battle of Fate ([-])

Slaanesh looked down upon the clouds raised by his favorite above the battlefield.The sight of the subspace power allows him to easily brush away the influence of the thunder caused by the etheric turbulence and spiritual energy, penetrate the power that has the same origin as himself without any obstacles, and see clearly what is happening on the distant Jerik things.

Even to this day, He had to praise the fire thief for his exquisite craftsmanship.If we just talk about the design of the original body, no matter which one it is, it is undoubtedly an almost perfect work of art in the eyes of Slaanesh.Of course, Fulgrim was most in tune with his temperament, and therefore became his favorite, but subjective preference was one thing, and objective evaluation was another.

At this moment, He had to admit that the rotting corpse on the throne was also quite perfect for Ferrus Manus's design - otherwise, why would he be able to face Fulgrim, whom He had personally blessed? , can you still hold on for so long?

Most of the weapons behind the Primarch of the Iron Hands were ineffective in the overly concentrated aetherstorm, and those that remained were unable to actually cause damage due to the blessing of the gods.At present, the only barely usable weapon in his hand is the flaming sword in his hand. At least it has successfully left a mark on the Demon Prince's skin that shines like pearls but is stronger than any armor thanks to the power of subspace. A fleeting trace.

From anyone's perspective, it was impossible for him to win, but he still didn't give up.In Slaanesh's estimation, Ferrus Manus undoubtedly seemed too rough and uncouth, but he still had to admit that the Firestealer did a good job with him.

What the equally incomprehensible piece of bacon wants is a strong and outstanding blade, a weapon that can always perform the tasks it needs perfectly. Everything else is secondary.And then, He did it, and Ferrus Manus was born.From this perspective, the Primarch of the Iron Hands is undoubtedly a perfect creation.

But that was of no use: even if he still didn't give up, no matter who looked at it, he couldn't win.Slaanesh thought so too, and he knew Fulgrim thought so too.The Lord of Joy leisurely tasted the twisted pleasure surging in the heart of the prince he favored, and turned his head to mock the Lord of Changes for his previous madness——

——However, at that moment, the ripples of the Supreme Heaven surrounding Him pushed a message closely related to Himself to Him:
He saw the unprotected Eldar goddess, Isha, reappearing alone in the subspace.
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What is awakened here is the breath of the stars——

Tzeentch's storms and spells are indeed effective. Even the Emperor sitting on the throne is unable to penetrate the heavy defenses on this battlefield with his sight at this moment, and naturally cannot accurately project psychic energy. help.

But He was not aware of the existence of something like "Alaya" that was similar but different from what the "Emperor" had always done.Compared with some kind of subspace "god" with self-awareness, the inhibitory force, which is a derivative of the "collective unconscious" and therefore "unconscious", is more like a natural phenomenon:
Wind will naturally form where there is a difference in air pressure, and fog will appear in places with abundant water vapor, suitable temperatures, and condensation nuclei.Similarly, when the divine weapon fully unfolds its functions, it will also arouse the attention of the restraining power.

——I will move forward side by side with mankind.

Under the clouds, among the thunder that hit the ground non-stop like a jungle, huge chains sprouted out quickly like living life.Enkidu completely abandoned his form as a god-made clay doll and took on the form originally given to him by the gods who created him.

"The lock that can bind even the sky" is using his own will to decide to embark on the path of serving others again.

The huge chain shining with golden light whizzed past Ferus' head, using his indestructible body to block two psychic thunderbolts for him.The power poured into it was not directly given by the Emperor, but came from the weak restraint force in this universe. However, it showed a very similar form and effect after being transformed into a divine weapon.

There was no conversation, no hint, but both of them were created by the same "weapon" by the maker. At that moment, their subsequent plans were naturally clear.therefore--

——O people, hope to bind the gods (Enuma Elish).
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"Did you know about this from the beginning?!" The furious Slaanesh asked the Lord of Changes beside him, "Or is it true that Nurgle did not lie to us? It was really you who took advantage of him and the Cursed One Stealing the life goddess of the Eldar during the fight?" He was still trying to get some information from Tzeentch, but he also knew that there was almost no need to consider the possibility of getting the truth from this damn blue mollusk. sex.Therefore, although the Lord of Joy is still talking to his older brothers, he is also trying to withdraw from this battlefield and return to the wider vast ocean, chasing that pillar that attracts people from the depths of his soul. of His divinity.

If He in the subspace is aware of this, then Nurgle in the subspace will naturally be aware of it as well.The Lord of Joy did not think that the Lord of Plague, who had long regarded this goddess as his taboo, would miss the opportunity to recapture her back to his garden. The instinct of the Eldar god was urging Slaanesh, and he must Be quick——

"Do I know? Don't I know?" The maniacal laughter of the Lord of Changes pierced into His mind annoyingly, "Am I the one who did this? Maybe - but the root of the problem is not here. , but: 'I', is it 'I'?"

"I don't have time to listen to these crazy words from you now! Can't you say something useful to the current situation?"

Under other more leisurely circumstances, Slaanesh might have been interested in guessing the meaning behind these words, but now, he clearly refused to waste his time and energy on puzzle-solving activities.

"What is 'useful' and what is 'useless'? You have to define this first!" Tzeentch, who obviously would not learn a lesson from one or two simple words of rebuke, continued to laugh wildly and said, "There are thousands of branches of fate. Of course, your choice will determine which of them can continue to grow, which of them can survive, and which of them will wither immediately - which one will you choose?"

This obviously means that the Supreme Eagle will not provide any help or hindrance to the Lord of Joy's next actions.Relying on the "long-term" friendship between gods that cannot be measured by time even if they hate each other, Slaanesh knows that Tzeentch has now completely entered the state of "watching and having fun".Realizing this, the Lord of Joy quickly began to weigh the current situation:
The first is one of His favorite toys.The play he presented was reaching the most critical scene. It would be a pity if he could not finish it. But for Slaanesh, he believed that the outcome of this play was already destined - even if it went through many twists and turns - wait a minute ,what is that?
He stared at the chains that suddenly appeared on the battlefield and studied them carefully.The chain seemed to grow out of the ground, but in an instant it seemed to reach straight into the sky.They entangled the demon prince's limbs as they surged, using a strange, conceptual power to force Fulgrim to remain motionless in place - that golden light -

"What is that?" Slaanesh asked Tzeentch beside him urgently.It's not that He can't analyze the principle of that thing, but it will undoubtedly take a lot of time.Although time in the subspace is nothing more than a plaything that can be manipulated at will in the eyes of the Chaos Power, if the possible opponent is another Chaos Power, it is still necessary to race against time.

Tzeentch glanced at the golden light on the battlefield, and several mouths in his ever-changing form murmured something with interest.The Lord of Change did not answer the question, but the Lord of Joy was able to realize through the other party's reaction that what was happening now obviously had nothing to do with the Emperor - Tzeentch had spent a lot of effort to succeed, and in the world surrounding them The Warp Storm has been added with spells that block all prying eyes, including the Emperor's.Otherwise, he would definitely jump up and scream loudly.

He glanced back at the battlefield and quickly judged that although the power contained in those chains was conceptually superior, compared with the blessings Fulgrim had received, they were obviously at a disadvantage in terms of total energy.Just as water can extinguish fire, but fire can also evaporate water. In the confrontation of occult science, although compatibility has a great influence on the outcome, it is also very unwise to talk about compatibility regardless of size.

It's just a fly shaking a tree, nothing to be afraid of.Slaanesh thought so at the moment.He is indeed very interested in this play, but under the premise that its ending can be completely foreseen, his desire to truly see the ending with his own eyes cannot overwhelm his desire to devour an Eldar god again.

After a moment of weighing, he decisively gathered all his remaining power together, followed the gap in Tzeentch's spell and left this space that was completely blocked by the Lord of Changes - He wanted to complete his work. In this battle, He will never leave any chance for Nurgle to be tempted in the matter of capturing Isa.

——However, he did not realize that the moment he left this space, in the spell created by Tzeentch, the "inside" and "outside" were successfully connected for a moment.

　Miwu (six o'clock)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)