Chapter 85 Answer

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Subspace creatures often represent "extreme danger" to people in the real universe, and these servants of the Lord of Change are even more so.

Due to their cunning and changeable nature, any attempt to communicate with them will have a tragic ending.

Betrayal, deceit, and many other bad behaviors are so commonplace that even the rumors about [Devils] in the real universe are imprinted with such impressions.

For these servants of the Lord of Change, [Communication] is a meaningless option.

As long as these cunning and despicable creatures are allowed to speak, even normal communication will be directed in strange directions.

Therefore, Elaine chooses effective [methods] to communicate with them and convey corresponding information to the huge existence behind them.

kill.

Stationed at the anchor point that connects the subspace and the real universe, it kills all the demons that come up to it.

After all...she knows the characteristics of these Riddlers too well.

In the 30th millennium when this large-scale subspace storm has almost receded, the barrier between the real universe and subspace is very strong. Except for those planets in the subspace gateway galaxy, it is difficult to see subspace invasion in the entire galaxy. Traces of reality.

And when he came to Colchis, the ancient Iron Man civilization on this planet suddenly woke up? Even the Iron Man city-state has become a gateway for Tzeentch demons to invade reality?

If there was nothing fishy in it, Elaine wouldn't believe it.

Moreover, unlike Magnus, who has a strong desire to explore the subspace, Elaine knows very well what kind of filthy and despicable filth the [elves] in the subspace are.

Therefore, when she was slaughtering the Tzeentch demons, she would occasionally notice the confused gazes from the Thousand Sons psychic wizards.

"Who is that huge existence? Why does it fight against those kind subspace beings?"

Many questions and thoughts flowed into the subspace unconsciously, and even Elaine could occasionally notice it.

Because as the Primarch, her influence on the subspace is too huge - if the projection of the souls of ordinary people and space warriors without psychic talents in the subspace is equivalent to dim fireflies, the souls of psykers are in the subspace. The projection of the warp is equivalent to a bright beacon.

Then the soul projection of the Primarch is a vast bright moon, reflecting the distant light from the cold sun.

Compared with the icy sun that can light up the entire galaxy with its spiritual energy alone, the light revealed by the Primarch in the subspace is limited, but it is still dazzling enough - this is what Elaine just passed through. After passing through the portal and arriving in the subspace, it attracted the demons from the entire Tzeentch Demon Realm.

And anyone who has the ability to spy on her life will not take the initiative to think that it is a soul from the real universe, and even those who have come into contact with the subspace demon will think so.

After all, from the perspective of a mortal psyker, the many huge shadows that once represented the great demons of the warp are being torn apart one by one by the bright moon that emits dazzling light.

From the perspective of the Thousand Sons warriors...of course the [friendly] subspace beings are being slaughtered by the invaders.

Thanks to their genetic father, of course.

Elaine ignored the many malicious intentions from the Fifteenth Legion. She had no time and no desire to respond to those poor Thousand Sons warriors, because their vision had been completely restricted by the Father of Genes, and their exploration of knowledge and unknowns The fate of each of them has been deeply dragged into the quagmire.

If given the chance, she would try to drag them out of the mire - just like Erebus, the scourge of the Seventeenth Legion who had mercilessly killed him on the spot.

One day, she will also lead the proud Magnus on the right track.

but not now.

The Fifteenth Legion has its own destiny, and Elaine, who is currently busy with the Seventeenth Legion, has not yet had time to interfere.

The gears of the future are slowly turning, and no one knows what the cost of changing its direction will be.

It was not until Tzeentch's disguise was revealed and his true horror revealed that the Sons of Magnus realized the folly of their exploration of the Warp.

Elaine's goal at this stage is to find out why Tzeentch invaded the physical universe in Colchis.



"look…"

"She seems to be very taboo about our existence..."

"She seems to know our innate nature..."

"She is using the method of killing to express her dissatisfaction to our Lord, using the roaring blade to remove the blood accumulated by Him for hundreds of millions of years, and raising questions in an unknown but effective way."

"With her majestic figure, terrifying skills, and terrifying psychic counterattacks...she will fight for more than a hundred years before she finds the answer."

"She is injured, she is tired, but her tenacity and efficiency are still unparalleled - even her weapon is forcibly driven by that terrible will."

"It will never be broken until she touches [the truth]."

"What a terrifying goal and power—"

"Mortals have never considered nature as their enemy, and warriors have never considered natural disasters as a challenge... But she is truly challenging my lord."

"Trying to find the answers to all questions... looking for a new way out in front of the end of everything."

"No one knows how long she will [search], no one knows where her limit is..."

"Unknown, how beautiful and touching..."

At the top of the Mechanical Tower, Fateweaver sang ancient poems loudly, as if the scene before him was not the tragic scene of his compatriots being wantonly slaughtered, but a heavy and grand opera.

As it spoke, its head, which represented the past, turned to its side.

"What do you think? Our poor and ancient Iron Man friends. The subspace beings that you previously unknown and feared are now being slaughtered like lowly maggots - "

"Look, they are like full ears of wheat, waiting for the harvest of the Lord of the Red Sand. The conspirators who have left countless marks in history will also fall to the ground under her sword, and have set off a struggle in the entire sector. The terrifying heroes were also impressed by her power..."

"Oh...my Iron Man friend, I feel that you are afraid. Because you are already one of them - no matter what your past and future are, no matter how [established] the facts are...your future is after all... change]."

"Our Lord has given answers to anyone who longs for the unknown. But what lies behind the answers? That is the question even I cannot see..."

Next to this two-headed bird is the meditator who longs for freedom, but betrays all his people because of it - its physical form has been fully formed under the shape of the mighty power of subspace, and is completely different from the mechanical zombies in the outside world. They are almost indistinguishable in their ugly appearance, but they have been dyed with the indigo color unique to Tzeentch demons.

"...Carlos, what exactly do you want to express."

"The physical strength she displayed is indeed beyond my imagination, and the measures to deal with psychic spells have never been found in the database..."

"You shouldn't think that I will be hunted down like those subspace beings - she doesn't even have time to find my body now... What are you expecting?"

The Thinker said impatiently, the vast amount of information in the Fateweaver's words almost overheating its central processor.

Although the Meditator was surprised by the human creation that broke into the subspace, it did not think that it would be wantonly killed like those demons if it had a real form.

In the final analysis, this will be a duel between two human creations, and although the Meditator knows little about subspace - as an iron man who has brought great trauma to mankind, it also has corresponding pride.

"No, no, no, no...my iron friend, the starting point of some problems may not be [conditions], but whether it is possible [to exist]."

"For some people, they find their problems in ways you wouldn't imagine."

As he spoke, Carlos's beak revealed an emotion that could be understood as a "smile".

It was a look of pity as if looking at a dying person.

"Iron Man, she will find you."

"Just like she resisted the Blood God in order to close the huge rift of the maelstrom, she has an unspeakable hatred for the portal that connects reality and the supreme sky."

“This is something even I can clearly [see].”

"She will discover that you are the key connecting Colchis and my lord's realm...and will find the answer that my lord wants to convey on your corpse."

Listening to Carlos' strange words, the meditator's mechanical pupils shrank instantly.

It's not just Carlos' pity look at the poor man, but the figure bathed in the sea of ​​blood and killing wantonly.

The meditator saw that the Tzeentch demons were no longer surrounded by some huge will, but were fleeing like birds and beasts frantically from the majestic figure in the middle of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, not even trampling on each other during their escape. Not to mention, the flying demons had disappeared long ago, and the slower Tzeentch demons also fled into the psychic portal and fled to the subspace territory as far away from Elaine as possible.

If you peek from the sky, there are already nine mountains of demon corpses standing on the land of the Demon Realm. They seem to be formed around a center - the subspace door when Elaine came, which also points to the building that connects reality and subspace. The mechanical tower.

The answer is already obvious, this is the result given to Elaine by the Lord of Changes.

Within ninety-nine hours after she arrived in the Tzeentch Demonic Realm, a total of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Tzeentch demons were massacred nine times.

She asked Him questions with sharp blades and carnage, so He presented her answers with blood and corpses.

There is no intermediary of any great demon who can convey distorted words and sophistry, and there are no variables or traps that may arise.

In the horrified gaze of the meditator, the scarlet comet rushed towards the mechanical tower connected to the real universe.

Carlos, on the other hand, had disappeared without a trace.





I fell asleep again yesterday! I’ll unlock the Iron Man boss tomorrow, and I feel like the Colchis chapter will be over after a few chapters.

(End of chapter)