Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

[What happened? ]

Morgan asked herself: and then she was shocked to find that even her own memory could not give her a correct answer.

She was clearly standing here, standing between Guilliman and Corax, holding Jonson in front of her chest, and watching Magnus' performance on the podium, until he took out the golden sun from his chest, and finally released an impassioned speech, and then the scorching sun slowly rose into the sky.

Up to this point, the Spider Queen's memory was clear and coherent, as pure and flawless as a piece of white paper: but at the very end, when Magnus's sun rose in front of everyone, a violent fault cut the Primarch's memory chain in half.

In her mind, a black spot appeared so obvious that all the memories in it disappeared: to be more specific, from the rise of the [sun] to the short period of time when Morgan asked herself, an invisible hand covered the three eyes of the Primarch, making her blind in both the real universe and the subspace.

This period of time was not long, only three to five seconds in the real universe, but it was particularly clear and painful: when Morgan realized what happened, she found that her whole body was soaked in a sticky cold sweat, the luxurious robe was wet and stuck to her skin, and the long hair that was originally elegantly groomed was like a banana leaf hit by frost, absent-mindedly lying behind her neck.

The Primarch raised one hand and instinctively licked the sweat on her wrist: according to her past experience, this was indeed the sweat she shed out of fear or other emotions, but what exactly was the emotion, it seemed to have been drowned in the fault of memory.

No! I have to do it well...

Hiss——

As soon as the gears of thinking turned, the bone-piercing pain interrupted it: even when she just became conscious, the battle between the Emperor and the gods in her mind did not bring such brutal pain to the Spider Queen. It was like a steel nail inserted into the Primarch's mind. The unbearable pain was felt later, and as long as she started to think, it would break out violently.

[Damn it...]

Morgan's eyebrows twitched, and she took a deep breath to adjust her mentality, and threw away the ceremonial scepter that she had crushed into pieces: when the Primarch opened her eyes again, she found that the blood brothers around her were all the same as her, and their situation was definitely not good.

The air became scorching and sticky, and a sound that the Primarch had never heard before, as if it came from the vast galaxy, was flowing in the dome of Nicaea: the dazzling light of the Emperor seemed to have disappeared and even became extremely weak, but Morgan realized that he had not really disappeared.

However, the temple of Nikea seemed to have disappeared: the dust on the toes of her boots and the rubble at the corners of her eyes made Morgan realize that she was in a ruin.

How could this be...hiss...

The Spider Queen gritted her teeth, scratched her fingers randomly, and happened to grab a thick arm covered by a dusty gown: although she hadn't opened her eyes yet, just through the familiar touch, Morgan realized that this was the brother she was protecting.

[Conrad! ]

She called out loudly, and waited for about two seconds before she heard a weak groan from the position of the Midnight Ghost. It was indeed Conrad's voice, but Morgan had never seen him so weak, and his hoarse deep breathing sounded like a seriously ill patient.

[What happened? 】

Morgan spat out the ashes in her mouth. She wanted to open her eyes and observe carefully what happened just now, but the heavy force suppressed her eyelids, and the only remaining vision was occupied by blurry illusions: she could only see the brothers nearby struggling to get up from the ground one by one, and the magnificent Nikaea Hall was now only a pile of ruins.

The Primarch turned his head and felt a black mark flashing past her at an alarming speed. The strong smell of the warp on it made her want to vomit: Morgan was not sure if this was an illusion. She could only try her best to grab Conrad's hair and shake him to prevent him from falling to the ground again or fainting.

【Answer my question! 】

"I don't know..."

The voice was so hoarse that it gave Morgan a new fear. She didn't even have time to think more. She immediately reached out and hugged Conrad's head, and then directly held him in her arms: the original body's fingers searched around with unprecedented panic, until it grabbed the nose of the Night Ghost. After confirming that her brother was still breathing healthily, Morgan breathed a sigh of relief.

So panicked: like a mother who just realized her identity.

[I won't die! 】

"If you pinch it again, it may not be..."

The voice was still very weak, but the stubbornness in her bones made Morgan completely relieved. She tried her best to open her eyes and began to search for the figures of other brothers beside her: Corax fell beside her, and he and Conrad blocked Morgan together.

On the other side, Jonson and Guilliman fell together in a very strange posture. It looked like Jonson wanted to protect Guilliman with his body before the explosion, but it was also possible that Guilliman wanted to protect Jonson: in any case, the close brothers who did not have a good relationship were entangled with each other at this time, trying to pull each other off themselves before they could stand up.

Such a separation process is naturally accompanied by endless cursing and pushing. Even though they are equally weak, Jonson and Guilliman still do not intend to let the other party take any advantage verbally. At least in this way, Morgan is sure that they Both physically and mentally are still normal.

so……

[Do you know: What happened just now? 】

This is what Morgan cares about most. No matter how self-effacing she usually is, the Spider Queen is convinced of her dual strength as a Primarch and a top psyker.

When she was confused, in front of her, she turned the entire Nikaea Palace into ruins, and knocked down all the original bodies, including her, to the ground, and even the memory in her mind was wrong. ?

Who can do such a thing?

Or is it that the Emperor is planning to play out the Thunder Warriors' old story so early?

Damn, my head starts to hurt again...

"Wait a moment first..."

Among the murmurs of pain, Conrad's intermittent voice came first, and Morgan noticed that her little brother was clutching his forehead as tightly as she was. The same pain was tormenting all the Primarchs.

"I remember……"

Conrad paused.

"I remember it was Magnus. After he finished his speech, he raised the sun he brought. Then, I forgot about the next thing...hiss...it seemed like someone was there I had a knife in my brain..."

Conrad's painful murmurs only added to Morgan's annoyance. The original body covered his face with his other hand, so hard that his fingertips turned white, as if he wanted to tear off the entire face: but just At this moment, it seemed that Conrad's whisper woke her up, and Morgan vaguely seemed to remember something.

Magnus…

[I remember, Magnus’s last move should have been a mistake? 】

The cold wind blowing from nowhere intruded on the earlobes of the original body. Morgan raised his eyelids with difficulty, wanting to observe further and understand what was going on with his brothers and the emperor on the other side of the hall: but there was a layer of darkness. The dark clouds tightly suppressed her eyelids, and although she tried her best to lift them up, she found that her body was not obeying her orders.

Morgan could only vaguely feel that they seemed to be directly underneath an unprecedented huge object. She was not sure whether it was the real universe or subspace. She could only be sure that she had never seen such a thing before.

She could only glimpse the tip of the iceberg

It was a red base material with a stench like rotting animal carcasses. After being piled in the garbage dump for too long, due to the rottenness and deterioration of the meat, it transformed into a mixture of orange and earth colors. Corrupt big red.

It was like a plate of roasted meat that had been solidified and cold because it had been left out for too long, and was pounded into a paste arbitrarily. The stench spread out in front of the original body: large and small foams rippled in it. With a black shadow and only a little white substance, it reminds people of dead skin and physiological nausea.

Morgan spat: the color actually reminded him of Magnus.

Magnus…

Morgan thought of something else: she finally remembered what Magnus had done as the sun rose, where he had explained his grand ambitions, using the most exquisite psychic skills in the galaxy, Making his language more believable than ever.

In a few minutes, or even shorter time, Magnus's hands performed a variety of splendors that even Morgan had never imagined: he arranged those long-lost ancient psychic skills together in countless treasures to compare with each other. The Emperor's grander demeanor, deeper experience than Malcador, and Morgan's more sophisticated skills, displayed one fantasy world after another in front of everyone.

The memory became clearer and clearer, and Morgan even recalled the involuntary envy she felt in her heart when she witnessed Magnus's psychic skills: she was convinced that some of the skills Magnus used were extremely difficult. , even Morgan himself was beyond his reach, and the Scarlet King mastered it easily, obviously having practiced it countless times in private.

But this grand curtain will eventually come down with the end of his performance: when the sun began to slowly set, Morgan vaguely remembered whether it was the Emperor or Malcador who spoke and asked Magnus to bring it up. Then he called the sun into his palm. It was a simple psychic technique that even beginners would remember with a little practice.

But... wasn't it at this step that something went wrong?

Morgan rubbed his temples.

[I remember that something went wrong when Magnus was performing a psychic skill that even a kid could do. He failed to catch the sun and smashed it to the ground. Then we were all stunned by the fire. : Then it became like this? 】

【is that so? 】

"Isn't it right?"

Just as Morgan pinched the middle of the human body, trying to recall more details, Conrad's retort came from in front of her. Midnight Ghost's condition had improved a lot: What was surprising was that he recovered significantly faster than People like Jonson or Corax are a step faster.

Conrad gritted his teeth.

"Why do I remember that it was Magnus who was still not satisfied after finishing his speech and wanted to do something with his sun...I remember he said it was a final ritual? As a result, the sun became unbalanced when he performed his skills. Then it blew us all up."

[Final ceremony? 】

Morgan raised a brow: she and Kalad were standing so close. It can almost be said that the two of them enjoy the same perspective, but why can't she even see the shadow of these words in her memory? She clearly remembered that the sun was slowly setting!

"No, I remember that Magnus's sun rose directly to the dome, and he had no intention of letting his sun set."

"Isn't it right?"

Before Morgan could speak, Corax, who had just recovered, had already refuted: In fact, the lion further away recovered faster than the Crow King, but Jonson immediately looked around with vigilance. He didn't immediately join his brothers in the discussion.

【What do you remember? Corax? 】

Morgan glanced over. In less than a minute when she was awake, several of her brothers had recovered. Only Guilliman looked worse. She needed to see Conrad walking over to help him. to stand up.

"I remember……"

The Crow King paused.

"I remember that when Magnus had just finished his speech, the sun floating in the sky suddenly shook violently, and then transformed into the face of a monster. Magnus was directly frightened. All of us Everyone was stunned by his screams: That must be the face of a monster, right?"

In the end, even Corax himself had some doubts about his memory fragments, while Morgan next to him shook his head. She could already guess the truth of the matter: Does each of them have different memories of this? ?

【And you? Guilliman? 】

Morgan noticed that Macragge was the most miserable of all the brothers.

"I?"

He is also the most confused one.

"I……"

Guilliman opened his mouth.

"I don't know. I just remember Magnus giving a speech there. The content of his speech was quite reasonable. As for the sun? I didn't pay much attention to the sun. I remember it exploded in the end or something. , anyway, I don’t remember anything after the white light.”

【……】

After a few seconds of silence, Morgan felt that his brain could finally function normally. Although the black spots of memory still existed, the pain had left in a hurry. He took the time to collect the memory just now, and his blue pupils gradually began to change. Brightness restored: After a while, you should be able to see things further away clearly.

[In other words, is there something wrong with Magnus’ sun? 】

"No."

The last voice came belatedly: Jonson's back was turned to them all.

[What do you remember, Jonson? 】

"It's the Emperor."

The lion's voice was a little weird. He was standing directly in front of the four brothers. The body from Caliban was so tall that it almost covered all of Morgan's vision: when the lion slowly turned his head sideways, After that, Morgan was a little surprised, because he actually saw a faint fear in those green pupils.

"I have seen with my own eyes: There is a big problem with Magnus's sun. When he was attracting everyone's attention with his speech, the sun used it as a cover to launch an attack on the Emperor on the dome, and then The Emperor himself struck the sun down to the ground, and the ensuing wave swallowed us all."

This statement that was completely inconsistent with the memories of other brothers was so absurd, but Zhuangson's tone was so determined. Looking at his silent face, for a moment, Morgan and others began to read the pages again with doubts. His own brain: But Jonson gave them no time.

"Never mind this!"

The battle-hardened Caliban recovered his strength faster than all his brothers. When others were still a little numb, Jonson was already standing in front of Guilliman, stretching out his hand to help Macragge. The man stood up again, and then looked after Conrad and Morgan. After making sure that everyone could at least stand up, the lion had already held his sword tightly in his hand.

"Have you regained your sight?"

His tone was a little strange.

[Why do you ask this? 】

In Morgan's heart, a huge sense of uneasiness suddenly arose, because as her mind gradually became clearer, her feeling about subspace was gradually recovering: but the Spider Queen soon discovered that, in fact, her understanding of subspace was The perception never went away.

It's just because the space-pressing energy she sensed was too chaotic, more terrifying than the Ran Dan War, and more crazy than when she faced the gods directly: so, she mistakenly thought that there was something wrong with her senses. .

But actually...

"look up."

Jonson tightened his grip on the sword, and his voice was serious for a long time. Only when he and Morgan faced the most formidable opponent, the Calibans would speak with this kind of emphasis.

"Our enemy is above: Magnus has summoned the demons of Inferno."

【demon……】

Morgan raised her head. She wanted to ask more questions, but the confusion in the second half of the sentence was torn to pieces by the hatred that poured into her eyes.

【Your Majesty, Your Majesty...】

What did she see?

Countless corrupted dragons criss-crossed above their heads. Thousands of dirty red dragons mingled with each other and weaved into a dense web, until every inch of the sky above their heads was swallowed up: They devoured each other, fought for each other, and bit each other, leading to the center of the sky, leading to a gloomy end point like a black hole.

They seemed to be at the top of a dirty and corrupt vortex, about to be sucked into an endless purgatory: the huge eye across the sky was waiting for them in the eye of the invisible wind, its dark vision slowly sprinkled on the Primarchs, touching their souls.

And changed them forever.

And at the end, such a huge eye looked at all of them, an eye bigger than a star, a terrifying eye that Morgan felt so familiar and so creepy, it was far away in the sky, but it was bigger than the entire Nikaea.

That was...

"What is that?"

Jonson's voice was trembling.

"Tell me, Morgan: What is that?"

[...]

Morgan was silent for a moment, her lips trembling because of the absurdity in front of her.

[That is... the Emperor. ]

"... No."

Jonson was just stunned for a moment, he looked at a farther place, there was a warm light like the morning star: that was the direction that originally belonged to the Lord of Mankind, and the high platform under his feet was the only building still standing.

"The Emperor is there, I can feel it."

Jonson was sure.

"But... what is this? Morgan?"

[I said it.]

The Spider Queen thought she was laughing: but there were horrible tears in her eyes.

[That... is also the Emperor...]