A Way to Break the Deadlock!

Was it really... a nightmare?

Alvin felt a throbbing sensation between his eyebrows, as if something was rolling around in his brain, and a throbbing pain shot through his temples, causing him to involuntarily gasp for breath.

But he forced himself to speak, using his willpower to suppress his emotions, and said to Hilda, "Could you examine the body for me? I want to confirm that he is completely dead."

In the Warhammer Universe, it's always better to be cautious than not, otherwise... who knows what might happen, something beyond the rules.

"Alright." Hilda agreed, removing the Psychic Power from the blade. She strode over to the chair, examined the body, and shook her head. "Don't worry, he's completely dead. It seems he overdid it, his Psychic Power and soul were drained by the Warp."

However, to prevent any unforeseen circumstances, Hilda used her Psychic Power to pulverize Scott's corpse.

In the raging flames, Scott's body gradually contorted due to the high temperature, and whether it was an illusion or not... his gaunt face revealed a strange smile in the flames.

"Playing tricks!"

To everyone's surprise, Hilda raised her eyebrows and a flash of anger in her eyes. She then twisted Scott's head off with her bare hands and clenched her fists tightly!

Click!

That eerie, grinning head was... crushed by Hilda.

Moreover, the shattered flesh and bone fragments were completely burned to ashes by the ignited Psykana Flame, which flowed down between her fingers.

Goodness, the Aeldari is so powerful?!

Alvin, who was already somewhat tired, was so stunned by Hilda's move that he stared at her in disbelief.

"Hmm?" Hilda suddenly frowned, a hint of surprise on her face. She then opened her hand, revealing in her palm... a thumb-sized, pure white, translucent bone.

"What is this?" Alvin asked, staring blankly at the bone in her palm.

"Psyker's skeleton." Hilda tossed the skeleton over with a dismissive flick of her wrist. "I don't need this, but you should be able to use it, provided... you don't mind."

It's no wonder that Psyker are considered to be a treasure trove; even after death, they can produce "relics." Many Ecclesiarchy and Tech-Priest use purified Psyker ashes as incense in incense burners for certain special purposes.

Its most basic use is to isolate the influence of the Warp. Higher-level Psyker skeletons can even be made into "artifacts" to amplify Psychic Power. It is a best-selling product on the 40K Black Market and is highly favored by Inquisitor and heretics.

However.

As the skeleton lay on the table, Alvin's eyelids twitched violently. He hesitated for a few seconds, not daring to touch it. "This thing... you should take it back, or just secretly throw it into the Ecclesiarchy's temple. I dare not take it."

Are you kidding me? Who would want that?!

Who knows if taking this sinister thing will bring Tzeentch upon me?

Although he was already entangled, he believed in the principle of avoiding trouble rather than getting involved. After all, Psyker bones weren't that rare, so there was no need to create unnecessary problems for himself!

"Fine, then don't."

Hilda didn't seem to care, casually taking the bone back before looking directly at Alvin: "Now can you tell me what happened?"

Alvin suddenly fell silent. He didn't know whether he should tell anyone what he had seen, since it was just too eerie.

But then he thought of Hilda. Although she was an incompetent "prophet," she did have a family background in learning, so perhaps she could offer him some advice. So he told her everything that had happened.

After listening, Hilda fell into deep thought, and after a moment shook her head, saying, "I've been nearby the whole time, but I didn't sense his intrusion. Combined with your experience in your hallucination... I can't determine whether it's a hallucination or a prophecy."

But there's one thing I'm sure of.

As she spoke, Hilda suddenly stepped forward, placed her cool hand on his forehead, leaned closer, stared at Alvin, and said earnestly, "You need to rest."

Damn, why did she suddenly get so close? I thought she was going to confess her feelings... Alvin twitched his lips, banishing the wild thoughts from his mind, and pushed Hilda's hand away. "I don't have time to rest now, I have something very important to do."

Hilda straightened up, her gaze scrutinizing. "You're not in good shape. The Great Rift on Alert Star will have a significant impact on Psyker. You should know what happens when Psyker's mental state is compromised, right?"

Alvin lowered his eyelids and remained silent.

Psyker seem incredibly powerful, capable of flying and disappearing into the air, but is that really the case?

The more powerful Psyker, the larger and more dazzling their projection in the Warp will be, attracting more Daemon to spy on them. The most direct impact is that their mental state becomes unstable and they are plagued by nightmares.

Once Psyker loses control, the consequences are unimaginable. Even A-class Psyker can cause significant damage, ranging from several streets to, in more serious cases, Daemon possession!

Moreover... because of the existence of the Great Rift, Psyker on the Alert Star are affected more severely than ordinary people!

That's why he was well aware of the consequences, but the current situation didn't allow him to rest!

"I'll get some rest after this is all over," Alvin could only comfort Hilda like this. But after hesitating for a moment, as if he had thought of something, he added, "For the time being, you don't need to protect me. Go and protect Elsa, okay?"

Are you worried that what you dream about will come true?

Hilda saw through his thoughts at a glance. "Okay, but I must tell you, if that really is a prophecy..."

She didn't say the rest.

So-called prophecies are essentially glimpses of the future. From the moment you see them, it means that whether you want to change the future or not, the outcome is already predetermined!

In many cases, the efforts and actions you take to change the future will unknowingly become an invisible force, propelling destiny toward the prophesied future!

"Whether it's true or not, I won't let it happen." Alvin sneered, a chill flashing in his eyes. "Don't tell anyone about this, including Elsa... I don't want her to worry."

"Alright, I'll protect Elsa secretly during this time." Hilda readily agreed, and besides, she was also eager to see if the person praised by her father truly had the ability to change the future.

"You'd better watch yourself." She glanced at Alvin and said without any attempt to hide her feelings, "You're much more dangerous than her, and you're so weak too."

"..."

Although he was used to being "looked down upon," Alvin couldn't help but retort, "I'm much stronger than before, okay? I can annihilate the Dark Eldar in a heartbeat now!"

To his surprise, Hilda rolled her eyes at him again. "Fine, I hope you can still be this arrogant in front of the Dark Eldar next time you encounter them."

As they were talking, Elsa pushed open the door and entered. She stared at the messy study for a moment, then her eyes narrowed slightly. "Young Master Alvin, has someone broken in again?"

Why say "again"...?

Alvin rubbed his forehead, unable to refute it; his mansion was like a public toilet, where anyone could come in and use it as they pleased.

"No, it's nothing." He sighed, sounding weary, and waved his hand, saying, "Did you come back for something, Elsa?"

"Yes, young master."

Elsa handed over an invitation. "This is from the Grand Sage Drakris, who has come specifically to invite you to a meeting."

He invited me?

Alvin was somewhat surprised; this was a bit unexpected, he hadn't anticipated a "two-way trip."

After a moment's hesitation, he nodded slightly and said, "Please tell Drakris that I will definitely keep my appointment tonight."

Perfect timing! He also prepared a "big gift" for Drakris!

The solution to this impasse is right here!

Watching Elsa's departing figure, Alvin silently made a vow in his heart. "I will never let that happen again."