A joke that has been repeated too many times is not funny.
Excitement can only reach the peak of pleasure the first time.
There is never more than one person who appreciates drama.
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Corax awoke with a feeling of paralyzing dizziness.
The wound on his abdomen was aching faintly, and a huge feeling of powerlessness surrounded him. It was extremely rare for a primary body to directly cause coma and make him feel weak after waking up.
But he did, indeed, pass out.
As soon as the original body's rationality returned, he felt the restraint of the shackles on his hands, which came from the touch of his wrists. It was not human technology.
That's from a foreign race. Or more accurately, Eldar.
Corax did not open his eyes directly. The Primarch felt that he was now lying on a platform. There were whispers and footsteps around him, and the Eldar were talking.
"...It's heavily guarded, and it seems like he's almost certain to win."
"Naturally—the youngest goddess is destined to devote all her strength to it. She only has one chance."
There was a sound of footsteps, and Corax heard the slight metallic sound of iron tools clashing.
"No need to worry," the guy lowered his voice, "We have found the real God of the Underworld...haven't we? It's no longer the five swords, it's no longer the God of the Dead, it's no longer the various spells and prophecies, For us, it's all too easy and too tempting."
Corax heard a burst of curses, and the specific content seemed to be spitting on why he had abandoned the gods of his own race, and why foreign [gods] were so easy to obtain.
God?
Corax thought feebly, and he remembered the scene he saw on the Spirit of Vengeance. Almost as soon as the word was mentioned, Corax thought of the scene on the Spirit of Vengeance.
What he didn't understand, what he found disgusting, now had answers.
The world must be crazy.
"So simple! There is only one chance - otherwise, when will we find the time for it to sleep?"
"When the original body of mankind is completely corrupted, we will crash into it and draw the [Benevolent One] over. The huge subspace directivity during the sacrifice of the Children of the Empire will help us complete the next thing."
"Can it really kill Him?"
There was a long silence,
"The Changing One can escape, but the Prince of Darkness will definitely not fall directly."
The voice sounded seriously,
"The realms of the gods are in conflict with each other, and the balance cannot be easily broken. At this moment, if it can really completely swallow up the Prince of Darkness and grow again..."
The voice of the Eldar became quieter,
"Then this will be a real disaster for the subspace, coming from the physical world."
The companion on the opposite side of the Elf tribe spoke,
"Is it really worth it?"
"You only get one chance."
The Eldar said again seriously, and he repeated, "Only once, if we are lucky, the [Merciful One] will hit Him hard - we may not be able to try to get the fifth sword."
The Crone's Sword, in the legend of the Eldar, is a five-handled sword formed from the five finger bones of the Eldar goddess Morai Heg.
It is said that when the five Crone Swords are gathered together, the Eldar Death God will be resurrected, and the Eldar will then gain the power to slay Slaanesh.
But - one of the five Crone's Swords is in Slaanesh's palace.
You need to collect five Crone Swords to gain the power to defeat Slaanesh. At the same time, you need to go to Slaanesh's palace to collect all five swords.
At present, the Midnight Sorrow Troupe does not know the whereabouts of the other four swords, but before this operation, the Laughing God had already informed the troupe's big clown that the fifth sword was with the youngest lady.
It was originally the one destined to be obtained in the end among many fates and reincarnations.
But now, the [god above] who cuts off many causes and destinies is standing in front of them
aside.
Maybe you can't give it a try and try to get the sword back when Slaanesh is seriously injured.
The Midnight Lamentations are the most extreme of the Eldar, and their ultimate goal in life is to destroy Chaos and the Lady of Thirst.
The troupe leader looked at the Death Jester in front of him, he said thoughtfully, his eyes glanced at their feet, where the original body was being restrained by various iron chains and gravity fields, and moved away again without leaving a trace. look,
"——The fate is coming, help me go and see [The Fool], he can't mess up his dance steps at this time."
There was a sound of footsteps, and Corax judged that the Eldar who had been asking had left. The primarch opened his eyes and sat up silently. xь.
He saw the Eldar in front of him. The Eldar was not surprised when the original body got up. The troupe leader was wearing an exaggerated long black leather coat, with the hem and collar wide open, revealing a fancy, clown-like plaid lining. The clan is now wearing a mocking pale mask, with the red feathers flying high.
The Eldar looked at Corax, bowed deeply to Corax, and spoke magnificently,
"Guest from outside destiny, you are welcome to come."
Corax was silent, his mouth was pursed tightly, and there was no color on his face.
"You must have many questions - on this stage, countless exquisite dramas are taking place. You just went from the backstage of a drama that has ended to the backstage of a drama that is beginning."
【What happened to my brother? 】
Corax spoke abruptly, he said, his completely black pupils staring at the leader of the Eldar Troupe, .Ь.
[——Child of the Empire, what happened to Fulgrim? 】
The troupe leader looked at him, the mocking expression on his mask was particularly distorted at this moment,
"He has fallen,"
The spirit tribe said,
"Now, he is about to conduct an ascension ceremony on his Emperor's Pride, so that he can finally become the favorite of the Dark Prince."
Originally, complete depravity and ascension required the original body to offer a large number of sacrifices - whether it was gene seeds or the tortured death of other beings, but now, it is obvious that the four gods have relaxed their conditions.
Not only did they relax the conditions, they even gave down their power quite generously.
Corax was as silent as a corpse. He thought of the Alphas on the Vengeful Spirit, and he understood everything.
[You must use Fulgen’s demon-ascension ritual and use him as bait. 】
Corax said calmly, but there was one thing he didn't understand, who was "it"? Who is [the Merciful One]?
Vaguely, Corax remembered the prayer he heard before falling into coma, but his thoughts were decisively stopped before the word was mentioned.
He is the master of the Silent Order.
Corax thought, the original body's brain was thinking rapidly, collecting all the information he had obtained. There are "gods" in the subspace, but there are also "gods above" in the world. All of this, his brother's fall , including Mortarion's transformation, are all caused by [gods] and subspace.
And now - the eyes of all parties are focused on Cardia, because the [Mercy One] is imprisoned there.
Corax was silent. He was now forced to be involved in another conspiracy. The aliens hoped to use the human Fulgrim and the Lord of the Silent Order to achieve their own goals.
Corax felt the weariness of his soul, and his place in the drama, the uninvited guest, was...
[I am also an unexpected bait, right? 】
Whether it is for the Lord of the Silent Order, or for the youngest goddess in the mouth of the Eldar.
Corax looked at the Eldar and let out a sneer of laughter. The original body's cold eyes were hidden under the messy hair. Corax spoke calmly. After experiencing this series of events, he was heartbroken.
[I can cooperate with you, but I hope to see Fulgen. He is my brother. I hope he can be saved. 】
Could this be a lie?
