Boss Copperhead was quite pleased with the new decoration on his back. The bone was large even for him, standing nine meters tall. He had painted a picture of Gork hammering an enemy with a wrench on it, then mounted it on a pole strapped to his back.
Little Slick had stood dazed on the battlefield after his brain crashed, and the Drukhari's various energy weapons had quickly engulfed him. Boss Copperhead had reacted first, using the speed boost from the treasure on his back to save Little Slick. Otherwise, Boss Slick would have lost this alter ego.
Only after Boss Copperhead found several more Painboys to fit a new, enormous antenna onto Little Slick's head did Little Slick come to his senses.
Boss Slick's automatic memory-deletion module had been too powerful. It had deleted his everyday memories as well, nearly reducing him to an idiot incapable of looking after himself.
With the help of his avatar's antenna, Boss Slick finally recovered and immediately shut down the autonomous memory-deletion system.
"That damned Tzeentch is rotten! How could he stoop to something so underhanded?" Boss Slick was furious. He felt that Tzeentch had tricked him.
Boss Slick had still heard some of Tzeentch's plans. Tzeentch wanted to break through the restrictions the Old Ones had placed on gods and root his own essence throughout the universe.
The idea disgusted Boss Slick. The existence of the Four Gods of the Warp was precisely what had turned the entire galaxy into a cesspit, yet Tzeentch wanted to extend his existence throughout the universe. How many people would he ruin?
To stop hearing Tzeentch drone on, Boss Slick quickly updated the autonomous consciousness in his mind, replacing deletion with blocking.
Previously, it had received information and deleted the parts related to it. Now, it