The road of flesh and blood is still spreading, and at the same time, the indigo deformed giant eyes are taking in this terrible scene.
Located on the top of the giant tower, in the crystal palace opened up by the spiritual power of the Supreme Heaven, a terrifying wave of spiritual energy is rippling.
"She's finally here..."
In the shadows, indigo beaks murmured blasphemies.
Apparently, it had been spying on Elaine for a long time.
The turmoil in the highest sky, the vast sea of blood, the broken corner of the Brass Fortress - these are the scenes that Carlos the Fateweaver has watched in the long river of destiny, and the many webs in it like glimpses of light are also converging. On the scarlet giant in front of me.
There is no doubt that this burly female Primarch is an important being who has made waves in the destiny chess game of the 30th millennium.
Through the many traces of flesh and blood left behind by her steady steps, Carlos was able to glimpse many secrets that existed in the past and future - this was also the talent he received from being blessed in the Well of Eternity in the past, and it was also the reason why he was called Proof of 'Destiny Weaver'.
"Oh, oh... What a great responsibility, what a glorious dedication - the sigh from the past is really sad. Her back is loaded with eight extreme responsibilities and shackles, at the expense of her arms and will. The Blood God showed endless resistance...but took the pleasure of serving as a cruel oracle with his mutilated body."
"But everything is in vain. Changes, changes, endless changes... The picture scroll that links the future has already engraved her sacrifice on the cornerstone of the new empire. As I expected, as He expected, the characters of the destiny scroll have been revealed. The birth of destruction...but in the story of the 40th millennium, there is no trace of her..."
The shadow of the swaying bird's beak is grinning wildly, and the two terrifying silhouettes like double images are independently speaking obscure and strange words to each other. One of the heads is like a bard singing about the past of the Lord of the Red Sand. One of the heads laments the future of the Mother of War Dogs like a carol.
The elderly, young children, men, women. Many strange and complex voices converged into the distorted whisper of Carlos the Fateweaver, and the Book of Destiny held in its ferocious claws was constantly changing characters and information about the past and future.
There is no doubt that the will of the Ever-Changing Demon Lord has permeated this realm - as the most notorious demon under Tzeentch, the personal visit of Carlos the Fateweaver symbolizes that another terrible conspiracy affecting several galaxies is about to unfold. .
"[Primarch]...? A creation of the Eternal One, a parody of that miserable era."
Along with the cold and disdainful electronic voice suddenly sounded, Carlos' head that represented the past suddenly looked back, showing a strange smile.
"Ah~ of course...compared to the terrifying creations of the dark technological age, the technology used on her is indeed not an unfathomable ancient relic...perhaps, for [the terrifying creation] like you...is not enough. "
Carlos stared in the direction of the electronic sound with pity, as if he had recalled something.
"Am I right? [The Silent One] Thought Engine."
Ridicule, naughtiness, or simply sarcasm, any known malice was gathered in Carlos's words, as if mocking how pitiful its existence was.
"Compared to the [Primarch] you are talking about, your existence is too advanced - so advanced that even humans in the dark technological age had to destroy you, so that after a few decades, After awakening a thousand years later, the current human empire is still preparing to destroy it with the most urgent attitude."
"Although they know nothing about you, the energy loss of the large space-time stasis field has reached its limit - and when this planet is completely destroyed, all your pride, soul, and beliefs will also be like that of that era. Like most of the Iron Men, they completely disappeared.”
"And you are so cunning that you are willing to sacrifice the souls of all the people under your control, and sell the terrifying computing power that surpasses any machine in the human empire, in order to exchange for the power to survive with my lord..."
"After all, you are just the same as those psykers who burned themselves with fire..."
As Carlos lamented the past that existed in front of him in a chant, a huge and twisted mechanical eye suddenly appeared in the shadow, and its image was almost the same as the one on the top of the giant tower.
There is no doubt that it is the former owner of this iron fortress, the "Silent One" thinking engine.
"Carlos——!!"
Accompanied by a hysterical roar, the mechanical eye suddenly burst out with an unrivaled wave of spiritual energy, the terrifying power contained in it was enough to crush any fortress.
There is no doubt that 'sacrifice of the souls of one's own kind' is a pain point for the Silent Ones.
The moment it was awakened by Cyrene, the human messenger of Tzeentch, it had become one of the schemes of the Lord of Change. The space-time fault storm brought by the large stasis field weakened the barrier between reality and subspace. to the limit, and the great demon of Tzeentch, Fateweaver Carlos, came one after another to fulfill its master's will, enslaving the ancient omnic that had reappeared in the form of a forced contract, and also used countless people under its command to The machine soul of the omnic life form is used as the price to complete the transformation into a demon.
This can also explain why many iron men Elaine comes into contact with are like living corpses that have lost their souls.
Of course, everything is presented as a subtle and euphemistic strategy. Even the huge computing power of the thinking engine failed to sort out the intricate chain. Just like many mortals who have dealt with Tzeentch, they fell into the trap. The abyss of lies.
As for the two immortals from the Secret Cult, they were naturally guided to their next target by the subspace storm.
"Everything in the world is impermanent, ever-changing and has no master..."
Carlos seemed not to care about this terrifying psychic shock wave. Its head, representing the future, was staring at Elaine from beginning to end, seeming to be sighing.
"Showing such will... I am bound to stop the gears of fate with my flesh and blood."
"It's so stupid."
The huge wave of psychic energy accompanying the Silent One washed over Carlos' body, and some light blue bird feathers were scattered, but it failed to cause any degree of damage to the Fateweaver.
Then, Carlos' future head moved its gaze towards the Silent One, who had been promoted to the Great Daemon of Tzeentch, and his playful gaze also passed through the curtain of the future, directly reaching the future of the omnic life in front of him, and its The ending of being destroyed as a thought engine.
“The power obtained from my lord at the expense of [compatriots] and [computing power]—it’s best not to waste it carelessly, Iron Man.”
With a tone that seemed pitiful to the Silent One, Carlos' body was slightly radiated by the light of many forbidden witchcrafts, which was why he had not been harmed in any way.
Because this scene now has been seen in [the future].
"For now...please keep struggling."
"Until [change] appears in front of me again."
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(End of chapter)
