Establishing Authority!

After Alvin severed Behemoth's head with a single stroke, the strange sensation that had enveloped his mind receded like the tide, replaced by an indescribable feeling of weakness and exhaustion.

He collapsed to the ground, oblivious to the filthy mud around him and the foul-smelling blood gushing from Behemoth's head after his decapitation, and gasped for breath.

It felt like a middle-aged man who had been completely drained.

Alvin had never experienced anything like "kidney deficiency" before. Every muscle in his body felt as if the ligaments had been torn. What was even more serious was that he was completely unable to concentrate.

It was as if his brain had been stuffed with a lot of messy information out of thin air—the image of his death, the scene of Behemoth's roar, as if his battle with Behemoth had been divided into countless branches from the beginning and filled into his memory all at once.

"Ugh—" Alvin pressed his temples, clenching his teeth tightly, trying his best not to make a sound, slowly receiving this jumbled information.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but he finally felt a little better.

Alvin was panting heavily, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead. From the jumbled information, he could barely guess what had just happened.

First and foremost, it can be confirmed that it was by no means a coincidence, but rather the result of some kind of Warp force!

"Is it... foresight?" Alvin recalled carefully what he saw when he was in that state, and gradually became certain that he might have awakened some kind of ability that allowed him to briefly foresee the "future."

During his final battle with Behemoth, different "branches" appeared before his eyes.

These "branches" depend on his current choices, and different choices he makes will lead to entirely new "side paths".

These "branches" and "spurs" are like branches that extend continuously from the "present," which is the "future"!

In other words, the "choice" he made at that moment became the "fulcrum," which then leveraged the "future."

"Is this considered precognitive Psychic Power?"

Alvin sorted through his jumbled thoughts, but he was a little bewildered; this ability was truly strange!

In the Warhammer Universe, there are many Psyker can foresee the future, the most famous of whom is none other than the "Archangel" Sanguinius.

Archangel Sanguinius inherited the Emperor's handsome face and possessed noble virtues. In terms of both civil and military achievements, he was no less than the other Primarch, and perhaps even surpassed them. He was chosen by the Four Gods and was highly regarded.

Similarly, Archangel Sanguinius was an extremely powerful Psyker, said to be able to see the future and a prophet.

Even so, Archangel Sanguinius couldn't escape being smashed into "meat paste".

Legend has it that Archangel Sanguinius foresaw his own fate, yet he still went forth without hesitation, willingly facing death.

Another prophet, who must be mentioned, is arguably the most tragic among the many Primarch.

Night Lords, Konrad Curze.

Prisoners of predestination.

As a prophet, having foreseen the future, yet willingly submitting to fate, firmly believing that he would ultimately Corruption, but finding it difficult to accept such an outcome, he ultimately embarks on a path of no return amidst an extremely complex psychological dilemma.

These two events also prove one point from another perspective.

The future is absolutely unchangeable; it is a predetermined fact that will not be altered by any individual's will.

"I don't think this counts as changing the future, do I?" Alvin scratched his head, feeling that he had made a mountain out of a molehill.

There is indeed a branch of Psyker that includes precognition.

These types of Psyker often anticipate the enemy's actions on the battlefield, allowing them to adjust their strategies accordingly.

Make the most appropriate response.

Based on this description, it seems that those with Psyker are probably similar to him, right?

Thinking of this, Alvin stopped exploring. This hunt always felt strange to him, something he couldn't quite put his finger on.

Others might not know where this place was, but he knew very well that this mysterious forest was the Warp Essence of the Lion King's awakening, just as the Raven King could transform into Dark Figure and flocks of crows.

Each Primarch possesses its own Warp Essence, and based on the information currently released by the authorities, only a handful of people have mastered it.

Among them was the Lion King.

So the question is, how did Khorne get into the Lion King's own Warp realm?!

"That old bastard's turned to scum?!"

A bold idea popped into Alvin's mind.

But he quickly shook his head frantically, suppressing the thought, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. Anyone could defect, but the Lion King could never."

But if it wasn't the Lion King, then who was it?

Alvin was completely baffled and could only give up for the time being. He decided to go back to the Lion King, carrying the severed Behemoth chair corner, and followed the route he remembered.

Although the Lion King's request was to bring back Behemoth's head, the creature's head was far too large due to its Ascend to Daemonhood. Alvin simply cut off its two horns as proof and took them back, which should be enough.

As the moonlight gradually deepened.

The Lion King by the lake suddenly looked up into the depths of the forest, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Noticing the Lion King's movement, Zabriel was startled and quickly turned his head to look. He saw a blood-stained figure from the depths of the forest, carrying two huge chair legs, walking towards them on his knees.

You're back?

The Lion King spoke calmly, as if he wasn't worried at all about Alvin being killed by this giant beast.

"Yeah, I'm back." Alvin glared at the Lion King with a resentful look on his face. "I almost got killed—you know that?"

Khorne invaded your domain? And even Ascend to Daemonhood this thing!

As he spoke, he threw the corner of the chair over.

Two enormous, rock-like chair corners slammed into the ground with a dull thud.

The two chair corners, seemingly eroded by blood-red patterns, bear the remaining twisted and eerie marks, proving Alvin's words.

Zabriel was startled. After staring at it intently for a few seconds and confirming it was Khorne Daemons, he couldn't help but gasp and look at Alvin in horror. "You survived this?"

Behemoth is troublesome enough; if it were an ordinary interstellar warrior, they would need to cooperate and have powerful weapons to have any chance of killing it.

The special horn of this Behemoth already bore the marks of the blessing of the Khorne Daemons, yet Alvin was able to return alive and even cut off its special horn. Zabriel's eyes twitched wildly, realizing he had underestimated this human!

"I know."

The Lion King remained calm, as if he had already guessed. "Since you've returned alive, it proves you've successfully passed the blood test and are qualified to serve as the Grand Master of the Sons of the Forest!"

Although the Primarch was speaking to Alvin, his gaze fell on Zabriel standing to the side.

He really did hunt down Behemoth!

At this moment, Zabriel was deeply shocked. In the history of the Dark Angels Legion, apart from the Primarch, no one had ever been able to hunt down the behemoth Behemoth with just a human body before undergoing genetic modification!

Initially, when the Lion King appointed Alvin as the Grand Master of Chapter Sons of the Forest and the First Watch Knight, Zabriel did not outwardly voice any objections, but inwardly he harbored some resentment.

Alvin was just a human, and even as Psyker, he wasn't considered a particularly powerful figure in the history of the Dark Angels Legion.

It would be difficult for Zabriel to accept such a person as the Grand Master of the Sons of the Forest.

After all, Alvin was neither Caliban nor did he possess any prestige. Why should such a person be appointed as the Grand Master of the Sons of the Forest?

Even if Zabriel can accept it, can his brothers who are still Fallen Angel accept it?

That's absolutely impossible!

But now, after witnessing Alvin single-handedly slay the behemoth Behemoth, Zabriel was finally convinced.

Even among Space Marine, strength reigns supreme!

You only have a voice if you have the ability!

At this moment, Alvin alone slew the giant beast Behemoth, which is the most powerful proof!

After a moment's thought, Zabriel took a deep breath, slowly rose, clenched his right fist into his chest, knelt on one knee, and bowed his head. "Zabriel, former Knight of the Dark Angels Legion, of the Order of the Sacred Three Keys, pays homage to His Excellency Alvin Valshius, First Watcher Knight and Grand Master of Chapter Sons of the Forest!"

Alvin looked at the Lion King with a critical eye.

"According to the Calibanite Knights code, you should now be knighted." The Lion King calmly clapped his hands and said, "From this moment on, you are the Grand Master of the Sons of the Forest, and Zabriel is your first knight."

Alvin suddenly realized.

So, the Lion King went through all that trouble to send him hunting the Behemoth, just so he could establish his authority in front of Zabriel!