Just as a hundred thousand reinforcements from the Ultima Segmentum raced through the Webway, an unimaginably vast will took notice.
It dwelled deep within the Warp. A crystal labyrinth composed of pure magic flickered in and out of existence within the Sea of Souls. Within that ever-shifting, rearranging maze, even time and space ceased to exist.
Whether mortal flesh or Warp daemon, any being that thirsted for knowledge would be drawn here. This was an ideal realm, a utopia, the source of all knowledge and magic—yet seekers found only madness and despair in the end.
Fortresses were endlessly replaced by new spires, gates, and walls. Doors and other entrances devoured all intelligent life like hungry maws.
+New changes+
+Interesting+
+They cannot be allowed to interfere with the grand plan?+
A primal conflict arose within the Chaos God's mind. It would never allow the plan it had painstakingly cultivated for so long to be destroyed, yet its inherent desire for change made it welcome the unexpected.
It considered for an instant, then slightly lowered its power and invaded the breached Webway space.
Uslan, who had been communicating with the Webway through psychic power on the bridge of the Victory Laurel, suddenly opened his eyes.
In that fleeting instant, he had felt an icy gaze that seemed to sweep over him, cold enough to pierce his soul. It was a terror no intelligent being could describe. Under that single glance, Uslan felt completely seen through, inside and out, with not the slightest secret left hidden.
Uslan's back was drenched in sweat. Although nothing seemed to have happened once he recovered himself, millennia of experience were warning him that something had been there.
It was absolutely not a Warp creature like a Greater Daemon of Chaos. The two existed on entirely different