139: The Gambler's Abyss!!!

At the same moment,

No! No, no, no, no!!!

The Emperor roared in fury, utterly bereft of reason. He had already stepped half a foot onto the final tier; he had clearly been only one last step away!

Why had time not shifted—Slaanesh was already dead!!! He should have returned to the moment of ascension! Not 4!! But 5 leading to 6!!!!

Was Hades meddling?! But from the Emperor's observations, Hades had no ability to manipulate time.

Konrad!!! Come here!!!

The Emperor roared. Strange devices emerged from beneath his robes: the Ouroboros and the Plagueheart. Within the sinister circular apparatus, a rotting heart pulsed.

He began forcibly activating the device. Eerie light flared. By all rights, Slaanesh's death should have brought a Warp Jump in time—was it because Slaanesh had not yet died in this moment?!

As long as time jumped, Hades, rejected by the Warp, would never return to the past. Then only Slaanesh and the Emperor would remain—he would completely claim the throne of the Dark Prince!!!

The already chaotic currents of time began to ripple. Caliban's grass and trees appeared beneath his feet, only to be replaced by something else again. Fragments of the Emperor's Psychic Power fell among them, then vanished in an instant.

He had clearly gone back then?!

Within Commorragh, space-time flickered like a shattered continent. Higher dimensions cast their gaze upon this place, while countless noisy motes spun like roulette wheels in a casino.

The bat bared its teeth as it emerged from the darkness, threw Lion El'Jonson to the ground, then hurriedly vanished back into the shadows.

Where is the Tuchulcha Engine?

The Emperor did not blink. He had prepared for this day for far too long: using Slaanesh's death to return to the day Slaanesh revived and took the throne, then