"Where...is this?"
The think tank named Barney looked around in confusion at the strange and dark environment around him.
His thin and tired limbs were soaked in an unknown liquid. A light blue mist seemed to be lingering around him, and his keen sense of smell could slightly smell the faint smell of decay.
He seemed... blinded by unknown illusions.
Barney thought. The incomprehensible visions around him were beyond his comprehension...
The last second, he was clearly still fighting against the dirty alien psykers, and the clear projection reflected in the subspace always gave him a cold touch.
However, when Barney tried to swim toward the depths of the Sea of Souls, the scene in front of him suddenly turned into endless darkness, and the frightening roar of the enemy psyker in the previous second also stopped abruptly.
Yes, it did not stop there, but continued to swim towards the deep turbulence of subspace.
Because the think tanks of the Twelfth Legion all know that the soul link of the Primarch has greatly strengthened their psychic powers, and the think tanks are no longer afraid of the use of psychic powers. The panic and trembling of swimming in the sea of souls is there. Everything was dissolved in the warm arms of his mother, and his former awe of the subspace gradually turned into unscrupulousness. Like a school of fish swimming freely in familiar waters, they are no longer afraid of predators from the depths of the stars, because their mother always protects and guides their swimming direction, together with their mother who draws spiritual energy from the warp. The cold touch is no longer biting, but instead keeps the minds of the think tanks clear and rational at all times.
However, now...
Barney felt a vague sharp pain lingering in his mind, like tarsal maggots that kept eating away at his brain, and the sharp pain that kept buzzing like spikes was destroying his former sobriety and reason. Continuously nibbling away.
【Who am I...? 】
Suddenly, doubts and ambiguity appeared in Barney's mind, but he had no idea what the reason was.
【I-where am I...? 】
The hazy consciousness seemed to be gradually wrapping up the think tank's rational thinking, and he looked at everything in front of him with great panic - and this panic was born out of no reason.
*hehehe...*
*Look...that's really interesting. Her heir arrived as promised...just like her destined destiny...*
Vague and weird whispers began to ring in Barney's ears, but the sarcastic whispers quietly disappeared after integrating into his consciousness.
"what happened…"
Who is speaking, who is it! ?
The young and delicate voice trembled for no apparent reason. It took Barney a moment to realize that the voice came from him. The rational thinking of this think tank was gradually corroded by the spreading panic and despair.
He tried to make a sound, but his immature vocal cords did not respond to his instructions. He could only barely detect the Roman numeral XII on the interior of the fine gold cabin.
Barney didn't know what everything in front of him meant, but a hint of vague regret kept emerging in his mind...
*The great mother tries to protect her children, but insists on doing so in the belief that this will change their destiny...*
*Those who play with fate...will surely receive the rewards of fate at the next crossroads...*
*How ridiculous, how sad...*
The vague and indescribable whispers sounded again, but Barney was trapped in the unknown panic and couldn't extricate himself. It seemed that all the caution and calmness were stripped away after he entered the sea of soul.
The tough soul that originated from the Astartes was as fragile as a reed floating in the field at this moment.
*She was wrong from the beginning... This illusion of endless reincarnation has been lingering around her from the beginning...*
*She is destined to regret change. Her kindness and love will turn into the new destiny of Hui's descendants, so they will eventually continue to swim upstream along the turbulent flow of time...*
*One day, we will meet again at the crossroads of destiny...poor traveler from another world. *
*Hehehe... Then let him take a look... Let them all take a look, this cursed knowledge, that decaying future that is dying...*
The soft feather-like whisper disappeared in an instant, and Barney's consciousness seemed to dive into the deep sea again.
In the hazy sleeping consciousness, he seemed to see countless figures similar to him swimming fast or slowly in the turbulent flow of souls in the supreme sky. The intimacy in which blood and souls seemed to be linked together made him extremely familiar. , just like his battle brother...
When the scarlet pupils reluctantly opened again, Barney was reawakened by an indescribable pain - the crazy roar that had just drilled and bitten the brain and consciousness was amplified thousands of times, biting and eating away at the soul. Even Astartes could not endure the pain completely. All his thoughts and consciousness were replaced by primitive destructive impulses, and countless wild roars were releasing endless anger in his ears.
When he was in a trance, a brand new scene appeared in front of his eyes.
The bloody arena with fluttering red sand, the fanatical cheers and shouts from the mortals on the towering round platform around it, and the endless roars and buzzing sounds from the back of the head at all times.
And what appeared in front of him... was the mutilated corpse that looked like it had been torn apart by a violent wild beast. The plasma and internal organs were covered with hot red sand like a flood.
For some reason, Barney felt a burst of grief, anger and pain from his heart when he looked at the human-like corpse in front of him.
"Onomamus..."
The hoarse voice, as dull as thunder, trembled.
The concentrated emotions seemed to have reached a certain limit, and Barney's no longer tenacious consciousness became blurred again, and countless pictures began to flash before his eyes——
The majestic figure that linked many gladiators together in grief, the angry beast that devoured the city, and the regretless fighter who resisted desperately in the snowy mountains.
And, the broken wandering soul was dragged back to the world by the golden figure.
Scenes that were either unfamiliar or familiar continued to appear after that, and the once-familiar faces of Kahn and Greer also appeared in front of my eyes, but the pain and anger lingering in my thoughts and brain never dissipated. The bloodthirsty impulse replaced all the good things he knew, and the sad and angry broken soul was gradually dragging his tired figure into death.
The pressure from the soul is constantly eating away at Barney's soul. Before his consciousness is completely dispersed, his vision seems to be extremely high in endless anger.
And among the shattered shadows and illusions of the familiar ship in the past, an extremely familiar figure seemed to appear in front of him.
The simple scepter in his hand was shining with the blue light of spiritual energy, and his horrified face was filled with endless fear.
Yes, that person... seems to be myself.
Amidst the roaring roar of the chain axe, the severe pain and bloodthirsty impulse that was constantly buzzing in his brain came to an abrupt end.
Barney slowly closed his tired eyes.
The last consciousness of this think tank also disappeared.
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