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

Chapter 360: Smoke Mirror will poach people in person

Of the four pieces of intelligence brought by the Emperor, the first to be solved, or "decrypted", was the one about Ahriman throwing something. The reason for this was nothing special, but simply because Ahriman threw something into the Storm's Edge, and he succeeded.

The little Enkidu, whose body had shrunk again, took the letter thrown in and nimbly slipped into the lounge from the legs of the Astartes who had stood up again after the Emperor's consciousness left. He relied on his small body to get to Fujimaru Ritsuka unimpeded. When he raised his prize, Mephiston first recognized the symbol on the envelope. He had seen Ahriman wearing the same one around his neck not long ago; Fujimaru Ritsuka was the second to recognize the same thing and pointed out that it must be this thing that hacked into the defense system of the Storm's Edge. Then he immediately made a vow that if a Thousand Sons wizard was refreshed on this ship one day in the future, it must be Tezcatlipoca's fault. At that time, she would go to Mictrampa in person to beat up the Almighty God.

"...I thought about it and decided to forget it. Don't believe it. Just treat it as my nonsense." After venting his emotions, Fujimaru Ritsuka regained some composure and started to open the envelope angrily. "Who knows where he put Mictrampa now..."

"Mictrampa," the Grey Knight repeated the unfamiliar terms almost unconsciously, "and Tezcatlipoca... the one who just came up in the conversation..."

"The almighty god of the Aztec or Central and South American civilization, the 'smoking mirror' Tezcatlipoca, the god of warriors, the god of spells, the god of probability, the god of discord, the god of the sun... blah blah blah... He has so many duties, so many that I can't list them all in one breath. His holy number is most likely 4, and the symbol he represents should have been chosen."

Fujimaru Ritsuka pulled out the letter and raised the envelope with his other hand - mainly to show the symbol formed by the intersection of two curved lines on it: "This is called 'Oling'. The most basic meaning is the earthquake caused by the movement of the earth's crust, which then leads to turbulence, change, destruction and other meanings. Just get to know it a little bit, and there is no need to do anything special for the time being. In theory, Tezcatlipoca is 'on my side', but... after all, he is a god, and the nature of a god determines... Anyway, it's definitely right for you ordinary people to fight him every time you see him."

After carefully considering Tezcatlipoca's usual behavior logic and actual performance, the Master of Chaldea finally decided to sell him out without hesitation. Then he lowered his head like an ostrich and began to read the letter sent by the person concerned through a well-known Chaos Wizard:
Chaldean Priest:

Zhan Xinjia, although I know you are not doing well now.

I wonder what you think of this hiking destination I arranged for you? I know, of course, that this is not a challenge for a warrior like you whom I value, but please forgive me for not being attentive enough to you in setting up this round of puzzles. In this damn universe, even as a god, I often feel incapable of doing one thing, let alone trying to do three things at the same time: "make more trouble for Tzeentch", "prevent Slaanesh from fulfilling his wish", and "arrange appropriate trials for the warriors". After thinking about it, I decided to let you down a little. After all, we have a long way to go, and your golden new boss doesn't seem to be easy to talk to.

Perhaps if I completely abandon this sacrificed body, return to my true self in the warp, and stir up the storm as a god should, everything will go much more smoothly. But the human-like position brought to me by this body is not without its benefits. Throwing myself on the chessboard with other divinities to compete for territory and concepts is really exciting. In the short term, I should not have the idea of ​​giving up this new way of playing, but you know that I am very fickle, so this is not a strong guarantee.

Let's get back to the story. You know, I played a big role in all the recent incidents you've been through. When the dust settles, please allow me to smugly reveal all my motives and methods to the confused detectives like a highly intelligent criminal who swaggers back to the murder scene.

But before that, I still have to tell you the fact that you should have realized long ago: you have successfully turned the Warp upside down. I don't mean that you fought all the way from the Tzeentch Realm to the protection of the Lord of Mankind, or sent golden war engines to bomb the Nurgle Realm. Of course, these things are enough to make your name in the Warp a reputation that can stop the night cries of the living. However, according to the statistics around me, except for those blue-feathered birds who have a little idea of ​​how destructive power you are, most other demons seem to have not yet realized your existence, or only know your name and a few groundless rumors, thinking that there is no essential difference between you and the other so-called "saints" of the Emperor.

There is no doubt that this is the work of Tzeentch. He undoubtedly wants to monopolize you, so he has blocked the news as much as possible. But it cannot be said that I have not played a role in it. I also want to point out that the Emperor has a share in this matter. After all, we all hope that the fewer players who come to the table to deal with this issue, the better. But in any case, your influence on the entire universe has been planted since the reorganization of Jestal's human principles. As the cause and effect gradually break through the ground like a tree sprouting, facts speak louder than words. No matter how much we try to make others close their ears and ears, we can't resist the fact that the universe is actually changing. In addition to the Nurgle who was beaten by you personally, other powerful beings in the warp who are sensitive enough to realize the problem will eventually happen sooner or later. However, in my original prediction, this will not happen so quickly, because both Slaanesh and Khorne will be relatively slow to react to changes in the surrounding environment because they are confident in their own strength. Although the sea map of human development has indeed begun to sprout, the relevant concepts have not yet been completely separated from the Golden Throne. Perhaps when some lesser gods of the warp realize that something is wrong, Slaanesh and Khorne will officially react. You should have had plenty of time to develop, but unfortunately, the universe is huge, and sometimes things that happen on the other side of the galaxy can fall like dominoes and affect you on this side.

To put it bluntly, it was the reappearance of the Eldar goddess of life, Isha, that brought together many of the tribe's important arks. I have to say that their deduction skills for psychic prophecy have reached perfection. Shortly after you entered this universe as an "external alien", some of their prophets had already predicted what kind of shock you would cause in the universe, and even successfully connected this shock with the "non-existent you". Today, the buds of the tree watered by the reorganization of human reason have begun to show signs. The Eldar can certainly figure out what is actually happening with the power of the entire tribe - and then they sold you to Slaanesh in order to once again involve the energy of this evil god born from the decline of the Eldar, so that they can regain their god of life from the polluted Supreme Heaven.

By the way, if you really want to trace the source, just blame Ferrus Manus. He was the one who jumped into the trap of the demon prince Fulgrim, regardless of his weak state, and I had to let the goddess of life go in order to rescue Debit. If I hadn't thought of this trick, Debit wouldn't be where he is now. How can I, the great Almighty God, not have my own priests! Of course, I did this thing as a matter of course, and I have no responsibility for the subsequent developments!
Anyway, the good news is that, as the god of love and beauty, or indulgence and perfection, Slaanesh considers your soul small and mediocre. Although the Eldar revealed your existence to the Slaanesh demons in a "very casual" way, the Lord of Indulgence's interest in you is probably limited to the functionality brought by your extraordinary necromancy, at least at the beginning. As for now, I can't guarantee it. After all, I didn't expect you to punch me in the face, and this is all based on experience - to be honest, don't you consider living in Mictrampa for a long time after death? The water park has really been built! Of course I know there must be some...golden obstacles in the middle. But as a warrior I have set my sights on, you don't need to consider such complicated questions, just answer yes or no, and I will handle the rest.

Let's get back to the point: the good news is that Slaanesh doesn't pay much attention to you; the bad news is that he still noticed you and wanted to get you, and even used some of the technology he got from Tzeentch earlier. The good news is that because of this, Tzeentch immediately noticed Slaanesh's movements, and told me about it with the idea of ​​making the enemy unhappy, so no matter what Slaanesh ordered his servants to do, under the dual control of the Architect of Fate and the God of Probability, they are unlikely to succeed; the bad news is that Tzeentch certainly can't do nothing in this process. In fact, throughout the whole process, it was more of a game between the two of us. (When you decide to go back to the Crystal Palace, be sure to take me with you.)
At first, I tried to drag the Emperor into this, but he did nothing except kill a bishop who was disloyal to him. By the way, I think I must emphasize to you that clergy cannot and should not worship more than two gods at the same time. This is the basic knowledge of basic knowledge... That's all. Why am I telling you this... In short, your new boss is not at all concerned about your safety. I advise you to recognize the return on investment as soon as possible and then change jobs to a more promising and more suitable work unit for you to display your strengths, such as Yaya Uki Co., Ltd.

A lot of the events took place in the subspace, and it is really difficult to describe in detail the counter-attacks between me and Tzeentch. However, in the midst of the hustle and bustle of multi-threaded operations (I was indeed paying attention to some things happening simultaneously in reality), I did find some interesting records. In the previous few meetings, you didn't seem to tell me everything you experienced in this universe. Although I can understand that you subconsciously believe that the fitted virtual calculation data cannot affect reality, for me it is really like missing out on a super long extra episode of my favorite literary work! And the most annoying thing is that I actually found out about these things from Tzeentch! Fujimaru Ritsuka, how are you going to compensate me!

Seriously, I still don't know how Tzeentch discovered these theoretically non-existent records, nor do I know what he has discovered or how far he has found them. That's why I set your destination for this excursion to the Six Rings of Slaanesh. Unrelated but interesting fact: The Eldar seem to have managed to interfere with the structure of the teleportation spell in the Shalasi-Doomsday Enchantment Slice, and someone named Aidalad spent some seemingly precious spirit stones to use a ritual to drag you to his Ark - either telling you some riddles or throwing you directly into Slaanesh's face. Sorry, I'm a god, and I'm obviously much more efficient than him in doing this kind of thing. Besides, on similar issues, I still have some old colleagues' friendship with Paracelsus, although he has no time to pay attention to me at all. May he rest in peace.

I don't know how Tzeentch will use the information he has obtained about you in the future, but you can at least be on guard - start by recognizing your own desires and reorganizing your goals and plans. As long as you are firm enough, no matter what kind of sweet words Tzeentch uses on you, it will not disturb your will. So at the end of this letter, let me ask one more question:
When you find yourself in such a universe, what is the thing you really want to do?
I care about you

Tezcatlipoca
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Fujimaru Ritsuka folded the letter in silence. To be honest, she didn't really want to think about the question that Smoke Mirror asked her at the end of the letter.

Indeed, she had to face her desires too many times in the realm of Slaanesh. She also successfully and safely passed a series of tests in front of the "Blood Angels Chief Think Tank Mephiston", a very powerful observer as a witness. Her thoughts and will had been polished a lot in the past, and coupled with the cognitive filter brought by the brain structure, she was able to unconsciously find the best way to pass the six-ring domain - if Tezcatlipoca hadn't specifically mentioned this in the letter, she wouldn't even realize what she subconsciously avoided in the "easy and enjoyable experience of breaking through the simple mode":
When she saw the reflection of the bakery in the lake of the Ring of Vanities, she could have simply walked away, but why did she have to reach out and destroy a scene that she knew would never actually happen?

What on earth is there in "running a bakery with the person you love" that is worth being unconsciously afraid of? When she shattered the reflection, was she subconsciously trying to stop something from appearing in that picture?

——Is it the “other person” who runs the store together with you?

Is she afraid of the girl with short lavender hair and a gentle smile, who has crossed the singularity and the Lostbelt with her, and experienced the journey with her to save the world, who seems to always stand firmly in front of her with a huge shield in her hand?
—Mashu Kyrielight… If she came along, would she be an adult now…?
(End of this chapter)