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That's what we're going to do!
[The Star Speaker's communications are unstable, friend! In this emergency, I will immediately arrange a more penetrating ritual to transmit directly to Holy Terra!]
[No! Magnus! You absolutely mustn't initiate the psionic ritual, you absolutely mustn't!]
Kasgar warned him not to initiate a psionic ritual...
That means it's time to launch!
Magnus emerged from his meditative state with a smile.
This is......
The time to prove yourself has come!
"Azek (Ariman), Amon! Prepare the ceremony; I must personally report this to the Emperor!!!"
......
"With your help, I will project myself outwards, passing through the void and heading directly to Holy Terra."
Magnus said.
“My lord,” Amon protested. “That spell requires an unimaginable amount of energy. I’m not even sure if it’s feasible. We haven’t found any information that can assess the exact effects of this ritual.”
“It must be feasible, Amon. Prepare to gather your servants,” Magnus commanded. “Concentrate their power upon me, and propel my ascension.”
“But my lord… many servants did not survive the ritual,” Ariman said, Magnus’s indifference to life horrifying him. “The cost of so many servants would be very high.”
“If we do nothing and watch Prospero burn in flames and the Milky Way ignite, how many more innocent people will perish, Azek?” Magnus said firmly.
No one could stop him.
The resolute Magnus seemed to already see himself performing meritorious service and silencing all those who looked down on psychic powers, only to have the Emperor, out of remorse, lift the ban on Nicaea.
The ceremony began quickly.
With Chiko's reluctant help, one after another ordinary psychic was offered as a sacrifice to the warp.
With the support of immense power, he was able to lock onto the Emperor in the subspace at a faster and more penetrating speed—
Eh?
That doesn't seem right.
Magnus, who was stepping into the subspace at the center of the ritual array, was somewhat bewildered.
It was a vast, golden figure that Magnus knew all too well.
How did the emperor end up right at his own doorstep?
What's going on?
In the vast ocean, the golden figure waiting for Magnus at the entrance did not respond.
"father?"
The golden light and shadow remained silent.
He was charging toward Magnus with an indescribable murderous aura.
Even with Magnus's intelligence, he knew that things were in grave danger.
"Father! Spare me! Spare me!"
"I didn't mean to! Please forgive me!"
However, the only response he received was a huge golden palm.
Snapped!
Chapter 185 The Sudden Spinning Top
"Block the door, come on."
This is the best solution Casca could come up with for Magnus, who is incorrigible.
Since Magnus is determined to blow up the toilet no matter what, let's detonate it beforehand and let the Emperor catch him red-handed—that way, both the Primarch and the Web's security will have a proper explanation.
Knowing that Magnus would not listen to advice, it would be better to do the opposite: have Casca communicate with the Emperor in advance and ambush him at Prospero.
Just as he was about to lose his patience and launch himself toward the network, the Emperor, who was lying in ambush, sent him to his death!
The Emperor himself blocked the door; even if the blue-feathered bird came, it wouldn't make a difference!
The result was clearly not unexpected for Casca.
The mad Magnus not only violated the rules by using psychic powers, but also went so far as to use large-scale witchcraft rituals involving human sacrifice to strengthen himself!
That's so cruel!
If they're already performing witchcraft rituals to sacrifice a dozen or so psychics now, won't they have to sacrifice a thousand or so psychics every day to whet their appetites in the future?
—This Magnus openly used psychic power, and it was only a few days after the Emperor issued the ban on Nicaea. He was extremely arrogant!
They completely disregarded the Emperor's orders!
They dare to defy the ban and perform large-scale psionic magic with sacrifices now. I don't even dare to think about what they will be able to do in the future!
......
After delivering that powerful golden slap, the emperor seemed to have calmed down and simply stared at the other party without saying a word.
"Father.......?"
But this deathly silence only made Magnus feel uneasy.
The slap from the subspace soul realm wouldn't cause him physical harm, but it would still make him feel pain and hurt.
They were even more terrified by the threat the other side would impose when issuing the Nicaea ban.
Those who disregard my admonitions and break their promise to me will surely suffer calamity as retribution. I will regard them as enemies, and befall them with endless destruction, crush their followers, and imprison their minds in remorse, to mourn their foolish act of turning their backs on my glory, until the day of the end of all things.
It seems that only at this point does Magnus become so desperate that he doesn't realize that the use of psychic powers is strictly forbidden by the Emperor.
If we get caught in the act now...
Could it be... that they really wiped him and the entire Thousand Sons Legion out of here?!
Magnus.
After a very long silence, which Magnus felt was as if ten thousand years had passed, the golden figure finally spoke.
"Come with me."
Enveloped by the golden light, Magnus was swept away into the distance without any chance of resistance.
Even Magnus, who had undergone a significant ritual sublimation and had been sacrificed by dozens of psionicists, had no chance to resist.
In other words, the emperor's power far exceeded his imagination.
However, this was not even the limit of the Emperor's power. When he was carrying him to a distant place, Magnus even felt a little dizzy.
There is no concept of time and space in the subspace; Magnus arrived at the place the Emperor had brought him to in the blink of an eye.
That was, or rather, his previous destination—Holy Terra.
"Wait... what happened to me...?"
Magnus felt as if he were waking from a dream, experiencing the sacred Terra before him.
It seems he's forgotten something important?
He silently "looked" around, and in the silence, there was no other life besides himself.
What's going on...? What was he doing just now?
Magnus felt a burning pain on his face, and other than that... he seemed to remember nothing.
correct!
He's here to deliver a message to the Emperor!
Warmaster Fugrim has betrayed us; she has altered the Emperor's orders to Lemanus, ordering him to burn the entire Prospero!
He had to tell the Emperor this news, even if—
Something was blocking his way.
Before Magnus lay a vast golden passage constructed of ancient aliens, and in his understanding, the Emperor was conducting some kind of experiment deep within this network.
He must break through this barrier!
Breaking the network was a necessary price to pay in order to deliver messages to the emperor!
The instant the thought crossed his mind, Magnus felt a golden slap about to be slapped across his face—
But it still didn't fall behind.
Then a familiar feeling arose; some enormous, incomparable object was moving in the waves around him.
Like a continent that has crossed the ocean, or an endless ouroboros, the light dancing before him formed an infinite spectrum, more brilliant than even the most dazzling aurora of the Mechanicus.
Its mode of communication resembles the hissing of a snake.
The vast ocean (the warp) is indeed a realm of contradictions; its turbulent and boundless environment can create everything, good and evil alike. Within its depths lurk ferocious predators, but also benevolent and selfless beings.
Just like the golden centaur and the blue imperial two-headed eagle, they were all elves from this warp.
Contrary to popular belief, there is indeed an uncontaminated power here that can be harnessed by those with knowledge and skill.
Magnus was confident that he was one of them.
He opened his heart, ready to receive the gifts from the Warp Elves.
However, when he opened his eyes again, the enormous entity, as large as a planet, suddenly vanished, and the image of the ouroboros changed drastically. A golden light and shadow reappeared in front of Magnus.
Emperor... Emperor?
"You idiot!"
The roar, seemingly from the ages past, shattered the illusions in Magnus's mind and broke the shackles of his memory.
Snapped!
With another massive golden psionic slap, Magnus was brought back to reality.
Huh...?
Magnus, back in reality, looked at the Terra Palace underground laboratory, which was encased in an intact network of nets.
And there was the emperor, burning with golden flames.
......
It's confirmed, it's him.
The golden light boiled and burned like liquid magma, and a fiery rage enveloped his entire body.
Since Magnus had known the Emperor, he had never seen him so enraged.
Although Casca had explained the whole plan to block the door to him before, the Emperor still could not place 100% trust in Casca.
Although the overall plan is fine, but...
Could there be a trap? Could it be that Casca revealed some information to Magnus that he didn't know, in order to sow discord between the Primarchs before the Great Rebellion?
The cautious emperor did not choose to take Magnus back immediately.
Instead, they chose to block all of Magnus's memories related to themselves, and then let him face the Internet in a daze.
The emperor plays a role in this, offering assistance at this crucial moment.
This is the final test, and also the emperor's last act of mercy.
Of course, actually
Even if he is only a part of the emperor, he shouldn't be this stupid!
The emperor refused to accept the reality that Magnus symbolized a part of himself.
He felt ashamed.
If Magnus truly possessed some of the qualities of an emperor, he would at least hesitate slightly about the other party's true identity and why this warp spirit would appear before him at this moment to offer assistance.
Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious!