Khayon's gradually withering soul world bloomed with a gleam of light. When he saw that the famous Kairos Fateweaver appeared in front of him, Khayon was even more surprised.
"Making a deal with Tzeentch Greater Daemon?" Khayon sneered, "I have seen enough negative cases, there is no way I can sign any terms with you."
"A negative case? Haha... They hurriedly signed the treaty without fully understanding the contents. Everything we did was in accordance with the agreement. Don't think too bad of us."
Khayon has no interest in Carlos's explanation. Tzeentch Greater Daemon always has reasons and excuses to excuse themselves. It would be strange if they couldn't tell them.
Carlos approached Khayon's soul, holding the rolled Ancient Contract paper in one hand and the crystal clear crystal ball in the other. He asked Khayon, aren't you curious about Cadia's situation?
Khayon said that there is nothing to be curious about. Abaddon will win. Imperium has no combat force that can compete with Blackstone Fortress. They can only delay their own destruction by one or two minutes.
Without mocking Khayon's optimism, Carlos handed over the crystal ball. The scene of Chaos's army being forced into a desperate situation came into Khayon's eyes.
Before Khayon questioned whether this was a lie, Carlos's two heads spoke first, "If the picture shown here is even slightly false, my great master will have his head split open by the Lord of War! He will be ridden and played with by the Lord of Indulgence! He will be fed soup and shit by the Lord of Decay!"
Khayon couldn't help but stare at Big Eye. After he became a Psyker, this was the first time he heard such a terrible oath from Tzeentch Daemon's mouth.
This oath confirmed that the picture shown by Carlos was not false, but Khayon still did not let go of his guard. The value of the things Tzeentch Greater Daemon wanted to exchange for the truth was certainly beyond his ability to bear.
While thinking about the problem, he fixed his gaze on the crystal ball. Chaos Fleet, who had blocked the sky and vowed to bring destruction to Imperium, could only stay behind Blackstone Fortress to survive. Under the heavy pressure of the enemy Next, Chaos Warband, who had barely stayed together, fell into internal fighting. They are still using anti-aircraft guns to intercept torpedoes and bombers to vent their grievances. Maybe they will escalate to using Macro-cannon to shoot each other.
How could this happen? What about Abaddon? He couldn't have let this happen, unless Vengeful Spirit was betrayed by Imperium, and he was forced to move the command center.
Who can defeat Abaddon with the blessing of divine power? The alpha wolf Logan? Dark Angels Azrael?
So how is Vengeful Spirit doing now? Is my sister still safe?
Khayon was a little anxious, and his soul couldn't help but reach for the crystal ball. And Carlos was also quite considerate in changing the pictures for him.
Vengeful Spirit, twisted into a huge ball of filth spitting out Warp. The powerful Space Marines and the weak servants were assimilated and swallowed by Warp, becoming part of the indescribable structure.
Khayon could only feel regret for their fate for a moment, but he cared more about his sister.
The sight passed through all the terrifying distortions and came to the core of Vengeful Spirit, which really turned into a heart made of flesh, flesh and machinery. The thick cable violently penetrated into the heart, following the rhythm of expansion and contraction, pouring more Warp power into Vengeful Spirit.
All the brains integrated into the Cogitator system seemed to have restored the ritual, and many human faces emerged on the outer skin of the heart, with different appearances showing the same pain and making silent howls.
His sister was also one of them. Countless hands-like ridges were tearing at his sister's face, as if they were trying to tear her into pieces or drag her into the dark depths of her heart.
Khayon's heart clenched suddenly. He clearly recorded his sister's pain and felt a dull pain in his broken body.
Abaddon What the hell is he doing!!!
At this time, only this roar echoed in the soul world. Khayon suddenly raised his head and looked at Carlos, "Why didn't you take action?"
"Me?"
"Why didn't you help Abaddon! Wouldn't it be a good thing for you to win 13th Black Crusade?"
Seeing Khayon pointing the finger at himself, or even at the master behind him, Carlos's two heads let out different laughter.
"Times have changed, little one. If it were normal, I would be happy to help, but my great master also encountered unsolvable problems, so he had to change his plan."
"You mean those battleships? They are indeed powerful, but they are not a troublesome thing for you, right?"
"No, no, no... look at that guy."
Following Carlos's guidance, Khayon saw Lin Fan in armor easily killing Abaddon's guards. The smoothness of the bayonet cutting through the armor reminded Khayon of cutting butter with a hot knife, and the difficulty of pinching the helmet to burst felt like pinching a ball of sand.
Abaddon stood up, holding the Drach'nyen magic sword and carrying the power of Chaos, trying to launch a swift and ruthless attack on Lin Fan.
There was a distance between the two of them. Lin Fan fixed his eyes on Abaddon. After a while, his arms fell off neatly...
"Who is he?" Khayon asked.
"He?" Carlos spoke with solemnity and fear in his tone when talking about Lin Fan. Everyone who knows the power of Subjective One should be in awe of its powerful and irresistible power. "He is a pure destroyer! It is the end of the tangible and intangible doomsday!"
As Carlos spoke, he released psychic energy, creating many mirrors in the soul world of Khayon. The contents reflected by these mirrors were spectacular scenes of the mass extinction of the universe.
The process of the demise of the huge universe made Khayon breathless. The horror of death for no reason captured all his perceptions, and only tremors slowly rippled out from the depths of his soul.
"Did you see it? This is a good thing he did. The pure destroyer has come again. My lord has done everything possible to fight against him, but in order to realize our plan, you still need to pay a huge price."
Khayon forcibly pulled himself out of the scene of the destruction of the universe and looked at Carlos with twinkling eyes.
Tzeentch For the universe... no... to protect the only remaining Milky Way weaving plan? Is this credible?
The four gods rely on the thoughts of life to exist, and life relies on the solid space to survive. Although the four gods only play with life, they will also restrain themselves in order to continue the game longer.
Thinking from this point of view, Tzeentch may really want to protect the future of Milky Way from the bottom of his heart.
So what will he do?