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

Chapter 290: Crystal Magic Palace includes food, accommodation, five insurances and one fund. Let’s find out more.

A lot of things happened in this moment, or many things were compressed into this same moment after they happened. At this moment, time becomes blurred due to some changes, and it is meaningless to explore the sequence of everything happening. But in short, in this extremely short and extremely long "moment"——

Wilchak burst into the room with his faithful acolytes;

Hastings drew the psychic field sword at his waist;

As Sahar turned around, he was physically pushed back to the wall by a psychic blast originating from the cage;

Fujimaru Ritsuka interrupted the baptismal chant and loudly prompted a psychic shock;
The temperature in the room dropped sharply, and hoarfrost quickly climbed onto the metal walls and floors in dense layers;
The anti-psionic control device in the prison was overloaded and disabled;
"Mita Ashen," or rather, the demon that possessed her body, screamed;
All the state religion scriptures written or etched on the walls and facilities in the room simultaneously ignited with blazing golden flames;

The central control system of the Shadow Hammer reported a pressure loss warning, and the Thinker Array began to automatically process according to the protocol process;

The psychic blast arrived and Wilchak's bullet aimed at Ritsuka Fujimaru missed, Hastings let go of his sword and cried out in agony as the surging waves of warp surged;
——Time is frozen, but time is still flowing: the hands of the clock no longer move forward, but the past, present and future are simultaneously superimposed in this closed room.

Only here and now, knowledge and records treat everything equally. Even if you are not a psychic, as long as you are in this room, you can easily understand it all with your mortal senses - or be affected by it all. Chasing. Cold and hot, new and old, young and old, rebirth and death, entropy and heat death. Almost all the actually existing materials have been dismantled into concepts and information, which are poured into the minds of all observers.

Everyone in the room should have been driven crazy by this in an instant, but they weren't. Even Hastings, as a psyker, only vomited out while the world was spinning after the first round of impact barely subsided. He was even sane.

"Nine seconds later, the auspicious array on Baal Prime will detect this unprecedented abnormal psychic fluctuation." A voice - or ten thousand voices, from Mita Ashen It came out from his body, "But when will these nine seconds pass?"

Then, regardless of whether his audience really understood all this, He happily turned to the next topic: "I wanted to take advantage of you to guide the exorcism from the cursed person, so I couldn't free my hands. At that time, I used this temporary terminal to dig out this room and put it into my palace. Who would have thought that you could successfully manipulate my magic in an instant? This wonderful on-the-spot reaction really made me excited. "I didn't expect that one day I would ask this question - 'I' can't perceive the outside world, and I can't perceive 'I' from the outside world. "

"——Because you are worth it!" A passionate cheer echoed in the space, mixed with applause and whistles, like a canned recording played in the studio by a third-rate variety show to heighten the atmosphere, "Fujimaru Ritsuka, Another World Drifter, you always surprise me!"

Even so, it is already difficult to sort out the useful parts from this large amount of unfocused information. Human observation instinct completely breaks down here. Unskilled people will be interfered by massive redundant information even if they just want to observe their surroundings. They have to do their best just to recognize their own existence, let alone notice what is happening in a more distant location. What.

"Tzeentch." Her voice fell into the roar of concepts, barely able to stir up even a ripple, but she continued to speak, even if she couldn't hear her own voice, "I did think of this. There is something behind it, but I really didn’t expect you to end up with your body.”

It was not a sound that was "heard", it echoed directly into the souls of everyone present. It is as if countless people are speaking in different languages, but they are united in making countless languages ​​and sounds overlap in the same meaning. Such a complex sound should have been mixed into a moderate and average sound after superposition, but strangely, the listener can easily distinguish the timbre of each speaker: man, woman, child, old man, passionate, decadent. , the elegant Gothic with a standard accent, the hive dialect with almost incomprehensible words - these complex information should have been poured into the meaning of the words in this frozen time and split space. It goes into the minds of the listeners, burning all their brains with compulsive analysis, but for some reason, the listeners also enjoy the right to "not pay attention".

"Singularity." Fujimaru Ritsuka awkwardly wiped the lower half of his face with a trembling hand, smearing blood everywhere, "The cat box that cannot be observed, the history that is not recorded, can be touched at the first touch. Broken bubbles. We are both in place and not in place, in reality and in the highest heaven. What we have experienced during this period has happened and has not happened. When the closed environment is broken, the world. Everything currently going on will be corrected automatically.”

"Some Reason" himself was supporting himself with the Sky Eagle Scepter in his hand, barely maintaining his standing position. She didn't cry out in pain, but every heavy gasp hinted that she was suffering. A slight trace of blood floated in this mixed room, merged into the torrent of disassembled information. Mortal senses and thinking can hardly detect this subtle difference in the vast sea of ​​information, but Fujimaru Ritsuka herself did feel it clearly: she was bleeding.

I am grateful that the cell itself is a space constructed with the concepts of "enclosed", "isolated from inside and outside", and "locking things inside". I am also grateful that most of the scriptures and spells in the psychic prison also represent related meanings. In this way, Fujimaru Ritsuka was able to borrow and transform this place in an instant, tampering with it into a singularity that the outside world could not interfere with - that is to say, Tzeentch could not drag this space into his labyrinth from the outside, he could only Chat with the opponent for a while with such a "projection of projection" living among fragile mortals; on the other hand, the Emperor cannot directly help Fujimaru Ritsuka in the form of external intervention.

In the same instant, the torrent of information was broken up and reorganized by the will of the Warp Power. The psychic prison on the Shadow Hammer disappeared, replaced by other flickering scenes: the scene of Sa'har and Mita drifting in the warp; the scene of Vilchak talking to the Eldar Prophet; the scene of Hastings The scene where Sis joins the Psionic Council of Guilliman; the scene where Vilchak surveys in Jestal; the scene where a Death Watch killing team is reduced in number during the battle; the bloody scene where the Night Lords warband is brutally executed; a scene where The scene of the Almighty Lord planning a revenge; the scene of Wilchak dismantling and reading the archives sealed with the fire seal marked by the Time Chamber... These scenes that are a mess in space and time sequence are exactly what Tzeentch intended. He explained this "boring plan", and like any annoying talk show actor, he ignored the wishes of the audience and just poured all this uninteresting information into the minds of the audience.

He did sound very emotional, like any high-intelligence criminal who likes to show off, chattering to his victim after a successful crime: "Indeed, planning this conspiracy that is not even a conspiracy is a big deal for me." It's not difficult, but it's better than the novelty! You know, since you refused the permanent residence in the Crystal Palace and went all the way to the territory of the damned, the thread of your future destiny has been completely unreadable - not to mention. You are still modifying them from time to time! It's a pity that you have such extraordinary power but you are still a mortal. Your mediocre thinking is too easy to guess. I don't need to read your future to make you fall into the trap step by step. , it doesn’t even require any particularly sophisticated design to bring you in front of me - but it doesn’t matter, I forgive you for making me have to make such a boring plan, because I enjoy it!”

But she didn't care about the inevitable side effects of taking "emergency measures". She let the blood droplets flow from her nasal cavity, which were also deconstructed into incomprehensible information and things that existed in other rooms. mixed together. She just raised her head and looked at "Mita Ashen" - or in other words, she was once a psychic acolyte, but now had been distorted out of shape by the chaotic energy, a group of tentacles, feathers, flesh wings, A monster composed of eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and many human-like and non-human limbs.

She looked directly at the other person and pointed out the prisoner who was teasingly observing everything through the twisted body. She twisted and cut the initiator of many fates in a sloppy and gray line, and happily laid it out into a path leading to everything in front of her. Road planner:

In the blink of an eye when the accident happened, she did use this to take control of the entire space away from Tzeentch, thereby avoiding the worst-case scenario of being dragged into the Demonic Realm, and even used the power of the Lord of Singularity in the space I set a few rules to protect the spirit and will of others who were also in the room, but it still put myself in a dangerous situation:

A fragment of a god is still a god. Simply speaking of so-called "power", she does not have a truly decisive advantage. Tzeentch was still able to prevent the nine seconds before they were discovered by Baal from passing forever, which meant that Fujimaru Ritsuka could not rely on support to gain the upper hand at the moment when the singularity was broken.

They all need to delay for a while and carefully plan how to achieve their goals next. Tzeentch let out a long sigh, feeling both frustrated and excited. Soon, He continued to ask questions with great interest: "What kind of spell is this? Even I can't fully analyze it?"

"Because your direction is wrong, this is not a spell." Fujimaru Ritsuka replied, "This is my life."

——The Noble Phantasm "The Unforgotten Wedge". He does not belong to any Chaldean Heroic Spirit, but Fujimaru Ritsuka himself has crossed large and small singularities, cut off several Lost Belts, and finally won the competition for survival between civilizations and worlds, and regained the The future "life" that belongs to mankind, a noble phantom obtained by sublimation. Although she is just a mortal with mediocre qualifications, with the enhanced assistance of the Otenaus Spiritual Exoskeleton, she can still "unreasonably" reject "reality" as "story" in an instant, and What is “actually happening” in the universe is swapped into a to-do list that “needs correction.”

But triggering such miraculous magic in an instant, of course, comes at a price. Regardless of the severe physical discomfort caused by forcibly using a large amount of magic power - this time, Fujimaru Ritsuka temporarily switched to deploying the Noble Phantasm in the middle of using another magic, and Ortenaus's supplementary function was not fully completed in the rush. Expand. The instantaneous flow of a large amount of magic power almost overloaded Fujimaru Ritsuka's few magic circuits with mediocre qualifications. Even though she was already familiar with using organs such as the nervous system and vascular system in her body to act as temporary circuits, she could only do so. He just barely survived.

This was not the occasion to show weakness, so she still held on to the Eagle Scepter, which was of little use at the moment, and stood in front of the monster twisted by Mita Ashen.

"That's really a pity." Tzeentch's voice was full of disappointment and interest at the same time, "Even I, who is in the palace, cannot fully glimpse your life, whether it is your past in another world or your future in this world. ——I’m really curious.”

"Sorry, the operating environment is incompatible." Fujimaru Ritsuka had no intention of saying more on this issue, "Instead of trying to predict me under the interference of many parties, I suggest you reverse your thinking and try to predict what will happen to you. Death. If such a big thing really happens, I will definitely be disappointed and cry if I am not involved in the event."

The monster that was originally Mita let out a sharp roar that was hard to tell whether it was a bird, a whale, or a large beast. Fujimaru Ritsuka was at a loss for a while, and then he read out from the flow of information scattered around him that it was Tzeentch's laughter:
"Courage is commendable, courage is commendable." He didn't sound like he cared much about these wild words, but took advantage of the situation and started to persuade again, "I really think you are more precious than the golden but boring wasteland of the cursed person. You should live in my beautiful crystal palace full of knowledge and change. Allow me to extend my sincere invitation to you again - of course, it doesn't matter to me whether you agree or not, as long as you are still active in this world. , I am always the one who is sure to make a profit. I just feel sorry for a piece of beautiful jade that is about to break just after it shows its brilliance.”

The monster paused for a moment, then shook his head and continued: "From the bottom of my heart, I am willing to call the one on the throne a 'friend'. If he is willing to come to the table, then he will definitely be a very good friend." A good chess player, but he always refuses to come and is a bit too rough with the chess pieces in his hand.”

"But if you evaluate chess players from the perspective of chess pieces, aren't you the more outrageous one?" Fujimaru Ritsuka sneered, "Please have some self-knowledge. At least on the emperor's side, I can still know how I am. dead."

"You humans are always like this, talking about 'death', as if by doing this, you will no longer be afraid of the end point that your short life will inevitably face." Tzeentch commented contemptuously, "I may also like to throw chess pieces around, but the ones I throw around don't really matter - a limited edition hardcover product like yours is certainly different! If you are willing to come under my command, I promise not to I won't stumble you too much... well, at least I won't stumble you too much. I also promise you that you can choose a way you like to live forever!"

"... Maybe I am a little acclimatized as a visitor from another world, but please allow me to offend: have you really used this kind of rhetoric to recruit people before?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked with a kind of sincere confusion: "Since you Starting from the Lord of Change, doesn’t the Demon of Tzeentch consider the needs of customers when selling?”

First of all, there is no need for Tzeentch. Fujimaru Ritsuka can completely rely on the power of Chaldea and the heroic spirits to "choose a way to live forever". In doing so, there is no need to spend energy and draw up a long argument with Tzeentch, who has a negative reputation. A strict contract to prevent the other party from taking advantage of the loopholes to make small moves; secondly, the matter of "eternal life" is actually not attractive to Fujimaru Ritsuka: she does have a strong desire to survive, but this does not mean that she is afraid of death.

This is a kind of underlying logic of magicians: operating magic requires constant confrontation with human survival instincts. People who are afraid of death cannot learn magic.

"Quack." Realizing that this proposal had no appeal to Fujimaru Ritsuka, Tzeentch made a sound of unknown meaning, "You are really strange. This makes me curious. You are willing to settle down under the cursed one. What did the wight on the throne promise you?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little confused: "Can't you read such a simple thing from the waves of subspace?"

"He hid the fact." Tzeentch's voice sounded a little aggrieved, "So I am particularly curious: this must be a crucial weakness! It must represent some kind of -"

The second half of that sentence turned into some obscure incantation, and the wave of psychic energy flooded the minds of everyone present as Tzeentch chanted. The projection of the Lord of Changes tried to pry into the past of Fujimaru Ritsuka under the heavy defenses set up by many powerful mages and divinities. To this end, he not only analyzed the particularity of the internal space of the singularity, but also temporarily wrote a corresponding Before the spell was activated, he deliberately made some unsightly moves - but he didn't expect that he would succeed so easily.

In the singularity, in the chaotic and overlapping space of time, a scene that happened in the past was brought out by magic along with Fujimaru Ritsuka's unconscious memories - there was indeed such a transaction between her and the emperor:

"I think...well, first we have to find a peaceful planet with a similar environment." The former Fujimaru Ritsuka said thoughtfully.

She paused for a few seconds, probably waiting for the person she was talking to to say something, and then responded again: "No, I don't want the governor's power. I just want to find a stable place to live, with a legal system." I can settle down with proof of identity and live peacefully for the rest of my life.”

The apparition dissipated. The "current" Fujimaru Ritsuka, who did not put up any resistance to Tzeentch's spell and also watched all this, nodded firmly:

"Yes, that's it." She said so confidently, "I have nothing to hide, and don't even think about it - this is a friendly special offer from the Lord of Humanity, and you won't get involved in any of it."

(End of this chapter)