Magnus (3)

Han Mingxuan once used his own soul to preserve the minimum standard for the entire Thousand Sons, allowing them time to Dual Cultivation of Life and Nature, and sparing them from the torment of Flesh Change.

Now, all the traces of soul power that Han Mingxuan had left in their bodies have been gathered into Magnus.

Under such circumstances, even though the soul power was so weak as to be negligible, it still guided Magnus in the right direction.

Of course, that's not all.

After that faint wisp of soul power entered Magnus's body, the negative state he had been in gradually disappeared, and his power gradually returned.

He transformed back into that big, red guy.

A golden ray appeared in his eyes, guiding his path.

From this moment on, Magnus abandoned all his defenses, all his skills, and all his vigilance.

This Crimson King had now completely transformed into a raging red chariot.

They rushed towards the City of Truth without regard for anything else.

As it turns out, Magnus, relying solely on his physical strength, is now a terrifying destructive machine.

Ten minutes later, Magnus crashed directly into the city gate of the City of Truth, creating a breach in the wall.

Magnus!

Upon seeing Magnus suddenly burst through the door, Amon was the first to react.

"Are you alright? What about Ahriman and the others?"

Magnus snapped out of his daze, looked at everyone who was safe and sound, and recalled Ahriman's sacrifice, and an endless grief welled up in his heart.

"Amon, Ahriman and the others are in trouble."

Magnus recounted his experiences and changes along the way.

As Magnus spoke, Amon lowered his head.

"We are facing the exact same situation. Ahriman is right; this is an evil fate affecting us, and we must find a way."

"Let's go to the Attic first."

Since the establishment of the City of Truth, Lorgar has been committed to strengthening the City of Truth's restraint over the Warp.

With Han Mingxuan giving Guilliman that light, Lorgar's strengthening now has a clear direction.

They copied that lamp and left one in every stronghold of the City of Truth.

Lorgar called it the Truth's Fire.

When Magnus and his men arrived at the Attic, the first thing they saw was not the Truth's Fire, but books scattered all over the floor; all they had seen along their journey were books.

Although it takes up a lot of space, it is all Prospero's hard work.

He pushed aside the various books piled on the ground and came before that Truth's Fire.

"Amon, what is this?"

"This is the combined strength of the soldiers who stayed behind."

The soldiers who remained here suffered the same fate as Ahriman and his men, but as time passed, they didn't even leave behind their armor.

But as they died, the wisps of souls that Han Mingxuan had left inside them gathered together and lingered beside this Truth's Fire.

"Did you use the method mentioned in the Evernight Epic?"

"It's been used, sir."

It is because he used the method mentioned in the Evernight Epic that this Truth's Fire has been able to burn to this day.

Magnus nodded, then he approached the Truth's Fire of Truth's Fire, his eyes fixed on it, his mind filled with questions.

Uncle, what should I do? What do you want me to do?

At this moment, in Nostramo, Lorgar led his team back here, arriving at the original City of Truth.

"You've finally arrived."

When Orikan saw Lorgar arriving, his expression clearly relaxed.

"Please forgive my lateness, as spacetime turbulence occurs intermittently throughout the Realspace."

"It's good that you came. Now that you're here, I think you've already received Old Han's instructions. Do what you want to do."

Lorgar nodded, and then he arrived at a section of the city wall of the City of Truth.

There were three relatively new-looking bricks there, one of which Han Mingxuan had laid himself.

Lorgar located the brick and removed it.

He crushed the brick into powder and then carefully put it away.

The original members of the Word Bearers could all see what Lorgar was up to.

He wants to hold a ceremony.

"Let's go, Salas is already waiting for you."

Upon reaching the top Attic of the City of Truth, the Truth's Fire burned quietly. Salas stood to one side, while dozens of people knelt before the Truth's Fire.

Those were all the students in Orikan's small class, and they were all fanatical followers of Han Mingxuan.

"Gentlemen, are you ready?"

"To be loyal to the Father of Night!"

Lorgar closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, they were filled with determination.

He then began a ceremony in which he would use the power of these fanatics to ignite another torch of Truth's Fire here.

In this way, two torches will appear in the entire universe, allowing a network to be built by relying on the Truth's Fire in other City of Truth.

Of course, that's not enough.

Two torches are far from enough.

A third one is needed.

Magnus had been in the City of Truth for several hours.

But no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't get a definite answer.

While he was still in a daze, the golden light next to the Truth's Fire suddenly flickered.

"My lord, I have seen fragments of destiny." Suddenly, Amon spoke.

What did you see?

"I saw two torches burning with a gentle light, gradually illuminating this dark world."

"The torchlight wanted to build a network to connect everyone, but it was missing a piece."

"It's missing a corner?"

"Yes, sir."

Is there anything else we can see?

"Sir, I can't see anything anymore. I just happened to see these things passively."

Upon hearing this, Magnus fell silent, pondering the truth that those few words might reveal.

There are two torches, but one corner is missing, meaning one more torch is needed.

Where did the other torch come from? And what should it do?

At that moment, a storm raged in Magnus's mind as he struggled to think.

A torch, first and foremost, needs a flame.

However, according to the method mentioned in the Evernight Epic, they have already done the best they can.

Even if the entire Thousand Sons were burned to the ground, it still wouldn't reach the level of the torch.

At that moment, Magnus suddenly had a very bold idea.

He suddenly picked up the Truth's Fire from the table, and then drew all the soul power beside the Truth's Fire, along with the power gathering in his eyes, into the flame.

"Sir, what do you want to do?"

"Use the last of the strength your Uncle gave us to burn this place down."

"Since we're still missing a torch, then I'll light this one."

He wants to burn the books!

"Magnus, are you still conscious? These are Prospero's treasures!"

"Amon, knowledge is the accumulation and summary of human experience, while wisdom is the experience derived from the continuous application of knowledge."

Knowledge is not important, wisdom is not important; from beginning to end, the most important thing is always people.

"The people of Prospero themselves are the true treasure of Prospero."

"Now, burn this place down!"