I Once Prided Myself on Discovering Secrets Nimrod Failed to Witness, Yet Now I Destroy My Father's Dream

Magnus meditated for two days and nights. After restoring his state, he once again summoned the centurions of the Nine Cults.

Ahzek Ahriman's gaze swept over the nine hundred psionic thralls within the Reflective Cavern; they were all the thralls the Thousand Sons had cultivated.

Each of them held a glowing psyker crystal, pouring their life force into it without reservation.

After this ritual, how many could possibly survive.

Magnus's single eye surveyed the thralls. Nine hundred was far from his ideal number, but it had to suffice.

Just as he had no other choice now.

"Begin."

Temple Master Ahriman of the Corvidae Cult stepped forward. "Father, if we are to pierce the Aeldari Webway through this spell, we must bargain with the most dangerous entities within the Great Ocean. Their name, translated into Gothic, is 'daemons'."

"Daemons are nothing more than terms fabricated by superficial men." Magnus's eyes slipped into blue, flashing with the light of wisdom.

"Long ago, I encountered an entity of the Great Ocean. He is a vast and intelligent presence."

"His power is vast as the sea, incomparable to even the brightest stars of the mortal world. Such an entity can be bargained with."

Ahriman did not step back. "Since he is so powerful, are you truly certain you can maintain the upper hand?"

"I am certain I can," Magnus promised.

"I have bargained with him before, and this time will be no different."

"We are employing forbidden power to warn the Emperor. Will he believe us?" Ahriman continued to question.

"We have no choice. Ambiguous astropathic messages cannot accurately convey the news." Magnus's eyes shifted to gold.

"I will reach Terra carrying news of the Horus Heresy. Once Father witnesses what I have seen, he will surely perceive the truth."

So saying, Magnus handed