Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

"It's part of the plan."

Casca replied with a smile.

It was a smile that was extremely malicious.

The smile that made Carlos feel extremely uneasy.

At that moment, his head, which was looking towards the future, seemed to see the future itself.

That was the Lord of Changes' furious questioning and the lashing of countless spiritual powers as he was consumed by rage.

He was angry.

Weaver of Fate: "."

In Carlos's vision of the future, it could no longer see the future.

However, its two bird heads seem to be missing now.

It was that centaur spear that was about to pierce it.

"quack!"

In this final moment, seeing their future Carlos about to have his spear of light blasted away, a relieved smile appeared on both bird heads.

call out!

It was as if nothing had happened, as if only a brief moment had passed.

Beneath the dazzling golden spear, the presence of the Fate Weaver Carlos in this world was instantly erased.

Completely eliminating a great demon is still too difficult, especially one like Carlos, the Demon Lord of Change, whom Tzeentch values ​​most. With the intervention of the Demon Lord of Change himself, Carlos managed to escape with his life.

But after being hit by this super light spear, its rebirth process may have to wait a very, very long time.

However, Casca is still very much looking forward to it.

He also wanted to know how Tzeentch would deal with His most beloved Great Demon after he found out that his sleight of hand had been exposed.

I'm so excited just thinking about it!

"They're out! What just happened?!"

Magnus looked around blankly.

His psychic senses told him that something had just happened.

But the pony I must raise doesn't seem to have time to care about these things anymore.

—Because the centaur's next attack came straight at him.

"Ow—!"

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! Why are you hitting me?!"

"what!!"

"Are you ok?"

As the golden centaur spirit dissipated, Kasgar stepped forward and looked at Magnus, who was covered in wounds after being stepped on by the centaur spirit.

"There's something else I'd like to tell you."

".What?"

Magnus asked weakly.

"It's about the Centaur Spirit and the Imperial Two-Headed Eagle Spirit you just mentioned."

"In the prophesied future, we will focus on this matter on the planet Nicaea."

"Even the Emperor, who has been away from the Great Crusade for a long time, will be there. In front of Macardo, Waldor, and many Primarchs, Magnus, you will deliver your earth-shattering speech."

"Make some preparations."

"Casgar said."

"Really?"

Magnus was smiling happily.

"Of course it's true."

"Haha."

Kaska was also smiling happily.

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Chapter 182 Magnus! The ship to Nicaea is ready!

“Father, I have discovered a lost technology—an ancient technological product left behind by a lost civilization—these creations were discovered in Prospero when I was studying the appearance of the Soul-Eating Bees and their habitats in the warp.”

"They can actually be used as channels for safer faster-than-light travel in the future."

"Its name is Netway, that's right, it's Netway!"

"If we have the opportunity to warp in this way in the future, we will no longer be disturbed by subspace storms, and our future will be unimpeded!"

It was after the celebration of the victory at Ulano that Magnus, who had come to the venue, stopped the emperor by chance and reported his accidental discovery.

Magnus was very pleased with this.

He knew how astonishing his discovery would be, and he also knew that after such a great discovery, the Emperor would surely change his attitude of disgust and turn to support Magnus in continuing to explore the mysterious warp, to obtain more lost knowledge and truth, so as to better benefit human society.

But in fact, the emperor already knew.

So that's what it was about. Magnus's information network is really poor.

“My child, the reason I left the Great Expedition this time is precisely because of this.”

"The day of the next subspace storm is approaching, and if we do not have a better strategy to deal with it, we will repeat the fate of the dark age of technology."

“I will return to Holy Terra to repair the ancient network of facilities located there. If all goes well, we will see each other again soon.”

(Actually, even if things don't go smoothly, we can still meet again soon.)

"You already knew about the existence of the Net Path? And you even have the ability to repair it!?"

This greatly piqued Magnus's curiosity.

Imagine if Magnus could help the Emperor repair the Web, demonstrating his powerful psychic abilities to fix the Web equipment. The Emperor would surely understand that he is capable of controlling psychic energy and can provide crucial assistance to Magnus.

(Actually, the one who delivered the crucial blow)

“Father, I can help you.”

--help.

The emperor paused for a moment when he heard Magnus say that.

For a moment, even he didn't know.

Magnus said he wanted to help the Emperor repair the net system, which is tantamount to saying

— Magnus is coming to cause trouble!

(Visions in psychic prophecy)

"Huh, why are there some small blue things here in the net path? No matter how much psionic energy I apply, I can't get rid of them?"

"What's going on?"

"Ah, whatever! Anyway, this net is pretty tough. If I can easily break through it—"

boom!

Magnus lost control, and the burst of spiritual energy pierced through the entire net from the inside out.

Only an emperor, covered in dust and grime from the explosion (the rest of the scientists were killed), was left to face the endless stream of demons emerging from the network.

"Magnus!!!"

"You idiot!!!"

"what have you been doing!!!"

Emperor: "."

He didn't want that to happen.

He didn't want this troublemaker to return to Holy Terra with him.

The best-case scenario is that this guy stays alone in Prospero and doesn't go anywhere else.

If the Golden Throne really has a problem, then call him over to be the new toilet plunger.

—This was the Emperor's career plan for Magnus.

Although it sounds cruel, it does indeed reflect his abilities.

He's only fit for this job.

“Magnus, Lemanrus and I have reported that your legions have once again experienced flesh mutations, and he suspects that you are still using witchcraft that you should not be involved in.”

That was before the Battle of Ulano, when the Thousand Sons Legion was fighting in a joint operation with the Space Wolves Legion and the Word Bearers Legion.

During this operation, the Space Marines of the Thousand Sons and the Space Wolves clashed in an attempt to preserve the books in the civilization's library.

One of the wizards, who was casting a spell, suddenly underwent a flesh mutation, which terrified Lemanus.

In his view, the reappearance of this flesh-and-blood mutation, which had been absent from the Thousand Sons for so long, meant that Magnus was definitely up to his wizarding tricks again.

These wizards of the thousand went astray, either because Magnus turned a blind eye and indulged them, or because Magnus himself led the way in practicing witchcraft.

Magnus himself is certainly involved in this.

Ugh!

These thousand sons are really something.

Why can't they learn from the rune priests of the Wolf Pack and use the power of nature?

With this mix of dissatisfaction and concern, Lemanus chose to contact the Emperor and report the matter.

“Father! This situation is only a low-probability event, and I am confident that I have not done anything harmful to the human empire. I can guarantee that.”

“I’m not blaming you, Magnus, but I want you to know, even if I’m not.”

"The energy of the subspace will always subtly change your perception of things. Often, without you even realizing it, your own thinking has already begun to tilt in a dangerous direction, and ultimately..."

"Psionic energy is always an unstable form of energy, and I hope that one day you will—"

The emperor patiently corrected him.

He knew that his child had developed some problems with his thinking due to spending too much time immersed in psychic knowledge.

But clearly Magnus wouldn't listen.

If he listened to that, would he still be Magnus?

Back to the present.

The Vortex Chamber is located at the base of the Imperial Palace's corona spire.

This is where Makado practiced and came to understand those obscure warp powers.

He was sitting on a basalt throne, a naturally hexagonal stone structure inlaid with countless gems and carved with a network of runes that would make any ordinary person dizzy at a glance.

This is an artifact from the ancient Terra era, a gift presented to Makado by the Emperor.

In this simple meditation room, Makado had nothing else—except for the news he had just learned, which he almost doubted he had misheard.

"Emergency Star Message: 'Magnus worships the Weaver of Fate, Carlos, as the Imperial Double-Headed Eagle.'"

What is this?

He was stunned for a moment.

Even though Macardo was an immortal and knowledgeable man, he never imagined that the joke, "From afar, it looks like a double-headed eagle; up close, it looks like Carlos," which was only used as a joke between him and the Emperor, would actually appear in the real world.

And they actually believed the treacherous devil's lies, unaware of the extent of their corruption.

hiss.

Like any normal human who had spent three seconds with Magnus, Makado began to have a headache.