A Sudden Spinning Top

"Block the door, come on."

This is the best solution Kasgar 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 Webway's security will have a proper explanation.

Knowing that Magnus would not listen to advice, it would be better to do the opposite: have Kasgar 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 Webway, 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 Kasgar.

The mad Magnus not only violated the rules by using Psychic Power, 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 Psyker now, won't they have to sacrifice a thousand or so Psyker 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 Nikaea. He was extremely arrogant!

They completely disregarded the Emperor's orders!

They dare to defy the ban and perform large-scale Psychic Power 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 Warp 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 Nikaea 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 Radiance, 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 Power is strictly forbidden by the Emperor.

If 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 Psyker, 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 Warp; Magnus arrived at the place the Emperor had brought him to in the blink of an eye.

That was, or rather, his previous destination— Terra.

"Wait... what happened to me?"

Magnus felt as if he were waking from a dream, experiencing the 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, but otherwise seemed to remember nothing.

Oh, right!

He's here to deliver a message to the Emperor!

Warmaster Fulgrim has betrayed us; she has altered the Emperor's orders to Leman Russ, 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 Xenos, and in his understanding, the Emperor was conducting some kind of experiment deep within this Webway.

He must break through this barrier!

Breaking the Webway 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 Adeptus Mechanicus.

Its mode of communication resembles the hissing of a snake.

The Ocean of Souls (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.

Snap!

With another massive golden Psychic Power slap, Magnus was brought back to reality.

Huh?

Magnus, back in reality, looked at the Imperial Palace underground laboratory, which was encased in an intact Webway.

And there was the Emperor, burning with Golden Flame.

It's confirmed, it's him.

The golden Radiance 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 Kasgar had explained the whole plan to block the door to him before, the Emperor still could not place 100% trust in Kasgar.

Although the overall plan was fine,

Could there be a trap? Could it be that Kasgar revealed some information to Magnus that he didn't know, in order to sow Primarch before the Horus Heresy?

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 Webway 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 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!

Magnus, even if you're stupid, you wouldn't be stupid enough to accept help from someone without saying a word, would you?

—Then the Emperor saw Magnus excitedly preparing to receive the power impact on the Webway.

Emperor: "."

Kasgar is right.

He didn't misunderstand the person; Magnus was a fool!

Even if I personally blocked his memory of this incident and played Tzeentch in the illusion to lure him into breaking through the Webway, he still fell for it!

With unstable Psychic Power emanating from his body, the Emperor slowly approached Magnus.

Back in Nikaea, although Magnus remained obstinate and failed to recognize his mistakes, the Emperor was always willing to give him a chance to correct them.

Even though Magnus did absolutely nothing human, the Emperor did nothing to him.

Emperor needs to act like Emperor; he needs to be calm, composed, and not show his emotions.

Emperor: "."

Although the main reason is his social anxiety, it seems that this tough and taciturn demeanor is more likely to win people's affection.

In the presence of the Primarch, the Emperor insisted that he should be a good father.

When children have problems, you should look for the problem within yourself instead of resorting to physical violence, as this will only provoke the child's rebellious tendencies.

Regarding Magnus's obsession with Psychic Power, he had always tried to correct him through non-violent means, patiently guiding him to understand that he was not against Magnus using Psychic Power, but rather that his behavior had gone too far.

At the same time, his own judgment is like that of a three-year-old child; he believes whatever others say (but refuses to listen to the Emperor's advice). If this continues, he will definitely be lured into the abyss.

But Magnus wouldn't listen.

Not only did they ignore him, they even staged a Webway in front of him.

Emperor: "."

"I'll just have to put up with this!"

Forget about the image of Emperor; this is the Warp, and no one can stop him!

In Magnus's horror, the golden figure seemed to draw some kind of weapon, a dazzling golden Whips that lashed out at him!

"Aww!"

An indescribable pain filled all of Magnus's nerves at that moment.

Smoke!

Using Psychic Power, right?

I'm telling you to use Psychic Power!

"No need! Never again!"

Human sacrifice, a witchcraft ritual, right?

I told you not to perform witchcraft rituals!

"I'm done, Father! Spare me!"

You want to blow up the Webway, huh!

I'll teach you to blow up the Webway!!!

"Awoooooo!!! No, I'll never do it again!"

"You want to do this again?!"

"No, no, no, no! Ouch!!!"

In the Ocean of Souls.

Magnus began to rotate.

The Law of Faith, the flagship of those Word Bearers.

Lorgar, who was traveling through Warp to Prospero, was currently resting comfortably in his cabin at the bow of his ship.

".?"

Suddenly, an innate sense of foreboding made him sit up straight from the recliner, his eyes gazing blankly out the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Something's not right; a familiar presence seems to be approaching.

That is

Emperor?

Lorgar rubbed his eyes, even though he didn't use that organ for his senses.

But the Emperor should have returned to Terra after Nikaea, so what is this aura?

Lorgar sensed that the other party didn't seem to be targeting her.

During meditation, the fluctuations in the Warp remained as pronounced as ever, and Luo Lorgar could even sense that this aura was getting closer and closer to her.

It's here!

Lorgar suddenly opened her eyes.

Wow!

Why is it already bright outside?

It was a figure filled with golden light, seemingly spinning like a top, whipping another screaming being beside him forward.

It flew past them while spinning.

It's the Emperor!

The Emperor is spinning a top!

Who is the spinning top?

Is a spinning top Magnus?

Lorgar's mind was constantly analyzing everything that was happening at that moment.

This was an Emperor form he had never seen before.

Fierce, terrifying, but equally powerful.

That was Emperor?

Lorgar asked himself honestly, and he couldn't believe that this was the Emperor he remembered.

Although the figure was still golden, it gave Lorgar the feeling of a cold, dark sun in space—terrifying.

Under the Emperor's might, their journey through the Warp was but a blink of an eye.

The dazzling golden figure appeared in Lorgar's field of vision for only a moment before flying away to the distant horizon.

But it was enough to leave him with an unforgettable impression of Lorgar.

Prospero.

With the aid of the ritual, Magnus's body submerged into the Warp to transmit information.

But to Amon and Ahriman's alarm, the moment Magnus set foot on the Ocean of Souls, they lost their communication with the Primarch.

No matter how they called, there was no response. It was as if Magnus had never existed in the world at all; he simply vanished before their eyes.

—Until just now.

The crimson Magnus, as if it had been thrown into the ground, was tossed out of the Warp Rift like trash and landed in the center of the magic circle.

"My lord! You're back!"

The two Psychic Power masters of the Thousand Sons exclaimed in surprise and stepped forward to greet them.

Although it was unclear what had caused Magnus's aura to become so weak and his Psychic Power energy to be almost depleted, he was still alive.

End your folly, my Thousand Sons, for I am about to descend upon Prospero.

The Emperor's voice rang in their ears at that moment.

If Ahriman and Amon had heard this voice at any other time, they would have thought that the Emperor's arrival meant they didn't need to worry about anything that was to come.

But this was after Magnus violated the Nikaea's prohibition and unleashed a large-scale witchcraft.

It seems that what happened in the Ocean of Souls is self-evident.

Amon and Ahriman exchanged a glance, then smiled wryly and remained silent.

The fifth day.

This was the fifth day since the order for Burning of Prospero was issued.

Lorgar came once in the middle of the journey, seemingly to mediate, but he seemed to be very frightened by the upcoming encounter with the Emperor, and left Prospero after only half a day.

Large numbers of planetary inhabitants boarded transport ships to travel to other star systems or star sectors, or followed the ships of pioneering Rogue Trader to explore unknown star regions and open up new territories.

But Prospero can't leave anyone behind.

Despite the claim that the remaining inhabitants would be engulfed in flames along with the entire planet, many steadfast followers of Magnus remained in Prospero, attempting to organize and store the scattered books in the library.

They believed, "Magnus did nothing wrong!"

Magnus is innocent!

It was the Space Wolves who were instigating the trouble. Some of the Thousand Sons even clashed with the Space Wolves Legion on a small scale. The Space Wolves believed that the Thousand Sons were evil Wizard, while the Thousand Sons regarded the Nikaea ban as a consequence of the Space Wolves' actions.

The two sides looked down on each other.

But soon, even the most steadfast Thousand Sons who stood firmly on Magnus's side seemed utterly ridiculous as the Emperor's message spread throughout the planet.

The destruction of Prospero was not only Leman Russ's order, but also the Emperor's decree.

He will soon arrive in Prospero to complete the final work of burning this world.

As for the reason—he has found irrefutable evidence that Magnus was still using Psychic Power after the Nikaea ban.

What idiots who completely disregard the Nikaea ban!

The order came from the Emperor himself, and Magnus was accused of abusing Psychic Power by sacrificing Psyker to perform large-scale magical rituals after the ban on Nikaea.

This caused quite a stir.

Previously, Magnus was portrayed as the protector of the Psyker beings, a group of wanderers in the universe, the guardian of the Prospero, and a scholar with wisdom and great power.

But after his crime of secretly conducting experiments to sacrifice Psyker was exposed, even the Psyker living in Prospero gradually lost their support for him.

He was actually secretly engaging in human sacrifice!

When he spoke of Nikaea, he spoke so grandly, talking about how he explored the truth and the reality of the universe. Was his affection built on the lives of his Psyker brothers?

With the evidence irrefutable and all the information revealed, only Magnus's most steadfast followers remained in Prospero.

More Prospero people accepted Space Wolves's terms, grumbling as they boarded the transport ship carrying the population and sailed off into the distance.

All that remained were the Thousand Sons Legion and their mortal servants, or the old men who had dedicated their lives to the books in these libraries, and who had chosen to throw themselves into the flames with their own blood.

But no matter how hard they try to escape, this planet can never escape its fate of destruction.

This was already destined.

On the seventh day of the order, the flagship Pride of the Emperor appeared at Mandeville Point in Prospero and docked in near-Earth orbit around the planet.

The Emperor and his Adeptus Custodes descended to the surface aboard the Sons of the Emperor's flagship in landing craft, followed by Warmaster Fulgrim and Kasgar.

The once bustling streets are now completely deserted, with messy pages of books flying wildly in the air. Many of these are "witchcraft books" deliberately torn apart by the Space Wolves, drifting slowly down the streets on the breeze of the Tizca Oasis.

Seeing this, Kasgar also felt a little sad.

On his last visit, Magnus personally took him to visit the vineyards in this desert oasis and explained to him the most beautiful winemaking methods in his eyes.

He was proud that he could build a magnificent oasis city, a city of Psyker, in this desolate desert.

But now, they must all be destroyed like Magnus.

The Thousand Sons, who had come to greet the Emperor, walked silently ahead, leading the way.

Although they all knew that this violation of the Nikaea's prohibition by using Psyker sacrifices to perform large-scale sorcery was the Primarch 'Magnus own fault.

However, the Thousand Sons still found it difficult to accept their punishment.

—The Thousand Sons Legion will face complete disbandment.

Because of their Primarch's obstinacy, he went down a dead end—forcing the Emperor to imprison him deep in the dungeons of the Imperial Palace under strict guard to prevent him from causing trouble again in the future.

Moreover, unlike the vanished Second and Eleventh Legion, the name of the Thousand Sons Legion had spread throughout the world during their decades- Great Crusade, and it would be too costly to simply erase them as one would the Second and Eleventh Legions.

This shame will be recorded forever as a stain on the Imperium Astartes.

As for these warriors of the Thousand Sons.

Before the massive Pyramid, the Emperor glanced at the Thousand Sons Space Marine stood with their heads bowed and remained silent.

He delivered his verdict.

Instead of stopping the Primarch from carrying out dangerous actions, he encouraged the Primarch's Psychic Power rituals. Such behavior should have resulted in him being imprisoned in the Imperial Palace dungeons along with Magnus.

However, given the considerable contributions made by the Thousand Sons during the Great Crusade,

The Astartes were officially disbanded, and the remaining Astartes were incorporated into other legions or Expeditionary Fleet, and were no longer allowed to use Psychic Power.

—This can be considered relatively merciful.

Supported by Amon and Ahriman, Magnus was handed over to the Adeptus Custodes and the Sisters of Silence, who placed him under strict guard with chains and shackles that were typical of Psyker.

Although he appeared to be unharmed.

But from a psychological perspective, the beating he received was definitely worthwhile.

It will take at least another six months to recover and get back to normal.

Magnus.

The Emperor coldly stared at Primarch Number Fifteen, who was firmly restrained by the Sisters of Silence. "Do you still have any objections to your verdict?"

"I"

Magnus wearily raised his head to meet the Emperor's gaze. He seemed to want to argue about something, but the information flooding his mind at that moment made him give up.

That was the plan the Emperor revealed to him in an instant.

Although he didn't want to tell anyone, the Emperor decided to reveal some of it under Kasgar's strong insistence.

At least for a guy who's about to be imprisoned forever in the dungeons of the Imperial Palace, it doesn't matter.

Magnus saw the future envisioned by the Emperor.

He saw himself seated on the Golden Throne, using his extraordinary power to guide humanity to fulfill its destiny and rule the galaxy. The Emperor had chosen him to achieve that ultimate victory.

But this moment did not last long, because a foolish move tore open the gates of the Webway, leading to the ultimate failure of the plan.

If his folly is allowed to continue, he will terminate the Golden Throne's control over the shining gate behind it, and the intricate mechanism separating the two worlds will be fatally destroyed.

This grand dream is about to be shattered by his recklessness and arrogance.

In the future, in order to maintain the separation between the two worlds, the Emperor will have to be forever confined to this Golden Throne.

Having lost the means to escape Warp travel, humanity will be torn apart and shattered by the arrival of a new Warp Storm, ultimately becoming ignorant, evil, and terrifying.

All of this is because of you!

Magnus!

Your stupidity will have consequences you can't even imagine, you fool!

"And the only thing we can be thankful for is that this event will never happen."

The Emperor sighed and said to the Adeptus Custodes and the Sisters of Silence beside Magnus, "Take him back to Terra."

"I'm sorry, Magnus. Our encounter in the Warp and what I said were tests set for you by the Emperor."

Kasgar spoke to Magnus, who was being held captive by the Sisters of Silence, with a deep sense of guilt.

(Actually, it was Kasgar who requested it.)

However, seemingly influenced by Fulgrim, Kasgar's acting skills have also improved day by day.

He exchanged a glance with Magnus, who was speaking weakly, and then looked away.

"Leman Russ, I'm leaving this place to you."

The Emperor turned around and looked at Leman Russ was behind him showing great concern for Magnus.

After that, he, along with the Sons of the Emperor and the Adeptus Custodes who accompanied him, escorted Magnus and the Astartes of the Thousand Sons Legion aboard the Stormbird aboard the flagship Pride of the Emperor in the sky.

"Prepare to complete the Burning of Prospero."

"I can't help it, "Leman Russ said helplessly.

He may have had some disagreements with Magnus before, but destroying the homeworld of a stubborn brother was always a painful choice that was difficult to make.

But it has to be done.

"Brother, for the sake of our Imperium of Man, I have no other choice."

"Farewell, Prospero."

Magnus, the Legion Primarch, withdrew from the Great Crusade today for violating the Nikaea Prohibition.

In the sky, Leman Russ pressed the start button for the Exterminatus.

Everything turned into a sea of fire.

On the other side...

Not long after the Pride of the Emperor set sail, it met up with the Pride of the Emperor, which had come to pick it up, while traveling in Warp.

Next, the Emperor will return to Terra with Magnus and the Thousand Sons Legion, where he will continue his research on the Webway.

At the same time, the warriors of the Thousand Sons Legion will be integrated into other legions to continue fighting.

With Magnus gone, the Emperor was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Apart from this rare, confident yet foolish but powerful individual, the others pose a much smaller threat to the Webway.

Even if Tzeentch really had the ability to smash the table and force his way through, the gap he created in the Webway wouldn't be as large as that idiot Magnus's.

Magnus's folly is not just a saying.

As long as the Webway exists and the Golden Throne remains, there is still hope.

"We've finally got Magnus under control."

"It's not easy. It's really not easy."

Kasgar slumped wearily into his office chair.

The Great Crusade has now progressed to this point, and most of the forces that were still resisting the Imperium of Man have either been shattered or, like Yriel, have voluntarily surrendered.

They used the Eldar's unique Webway technology to guide the Kasgar.

And what awaits them next are their enemies.

That should at least give him a chance to catch his breath, right?

"Warmaster! The ship to the Xenos is ready!"