Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

"Complete Star God?" Amaraja said with difficulty, covering her head.

Carlos silently picked up the historical sealed artifact that Kalbohar dropped on the ground, handed it over again, and then said mysteriously, "This is just the beginning, my master's big plan is far bigger than you think." Magnificent.”

Carlos disappeared, and messages from bystanders stopped pouring in. Kalbohar and Amaraga regained their spirits in the tranquility, and then slowly opened the historical seal.

"My God of all machines...these technologies are so novel. They are completely different from the technologies of humans, Eldar, Necrons, Tau, and Orcs." Kalbohar sighed with a trembling tone. His machine The prosthetic limb gently touches the surface of the clot formed by the vast knowledge.

"These things must have been extracted by the bystander from the deeper layers of the Invisible Waste Abyss..." Amaraja also guessed, "How did the Invisible Waste Abyss appear?"

Kalbohar's mechanical eyes flashed for a few times, and then he asked, "You are an Eldar. You have lived much longer than me. I should be the one to ask you this question."

"I...I don't know." Amalaga shook his head solemnly, and he looked at Kalbohar seriously and replied, "The Invisible Abyss already existed when I was a child. We just think of it as a rough wilderness..."

Amalaga's face became more and more serious as he looked at the knowledge gel. Then he suddenly remembered something and his face became even paler.

He was once a researcher, and he and his friends boarded the Empire's most advanced scientific research ship to explore the outside of the galaxy. In that cold and dark void, he saw the tomb of the death of the universe.

How could I forget this? How could I put my energy into these meaningless things! I must complete my mission!

Amaraga suddenly became excited, and those vague memories surged out like water breaking a dam.

When Amaraga was emotional, there was a sound of admiration, and the fraudster said in a meaningful tone, "I knew you were very talented, and you lifted the imprisonment so easily. When I talked about the subject with you, I've never been idle..."

"Deceiver!!!" Amalaga's soul roared angrily, and he felt that the memories and thoughts he had just emerged were once again suppressed by the power of the deceiver.

"Remember what I said to you? Thoughts are the most important thing... I saved your life, so it's natural for you to become my slave."

"you!!"

Amalaga's resistance became weaker and weaker, and finally he regained his composure, his eyes opening and closing uncontrollably again.

"Then let us reproduce these things." Amaraga said calmly to Kalbohar, and then he turned to look at the developing degraded creation, "It will become a good Carrier."

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"Keep practicing, it will take you an eternity to control the new form."

The ever-changing Tzeentch told the truth in a deceptive tone, allowing Lokasna to better grasp his new power after climbing out of the Well of Eternity.

Carlos the Fateweaver entered the Well of Eternity once, where he gained the ability to predict the future and look into the past, but he also became mentally fragmented and unreasonable. But Carlos is now a waste. The subject has powerfully interrupted the solid line of fate, making Carlos's predictions have no credibility. But fortunately, the reputation of Carlos Fateweaver still exists, and the stupid Abaddon and his men will still seek enlightenment from Carlos when they are confused.

The same is true for Lokasna. He gained the ability to survive and shuttle among the illusions of all things in the Well of Eternity, but his body has also become extremely unstable. If he is not careful, he will disappear into ashes and become non-existent.

The area formed by the virtual images of all things is like the concept of imaginary numbers in mathematics. By defining an imaginary number unit i that has no difference between positive and negative, we can explain those problems that are originally unsolvable. The illusion of all things is the complement of all things that exist and things that will exist, a false concept that only exists in the sense of description. If Rokasna had not obtained such strange and incomprehensible power from the Well of Eternity, Tzeentch would also It is impossible to discover that such a place exists in space and dimensions.

Because of this trait, Tzeentch gave Rokasna the title - The Illusive.

Now Tzeentch is teaching Lokasnar the Illusive to keep his illusory body from collapsing, while possessing him to avoid the attention of the Deceiver, Nurgle, Slaanesh, Khorne, and the God-Emperor. Originally, he wanted to open a door to the wrong area, control the wrong area before the King Dinis of the wrong dynasty reacted, and hide his existence in that place.

At present, Carlos is the only one who talks about his actions in subspace and reality. At the critical moment when the big plan is about to be realized, Tzeentch trusts no one except Carlos and Rokasna, even Mago, whose soul is controlled by him. Noos was also made a victim of the plan.

"Let him in, Rokasna."

At Tzeentch's command, Lokasnar raised his disintegrated hand. Carlos, who is particularly solid compared to Rokasnar and Tzeentch, barely shows his figure here.

Carlos was in pain. The feeling of being stripped away from reality was really indescribable. The virtual image of everything in front of him was even more difficult to understand than Tzeentch's maze.

Who else but the Lord of Change can understand such strange things? This made Carlos even more in awe of Tzeentch's wisdom.

"The fraudster gave me the key to the Webway." Carlos said with difficulty.

"Very good." Tzeentch was very satisfied with this transaction with the fraudster. Then he used Rokasna's body to stroke Carlos, and a number appeared in Carlos's field of vision.

9/999/999.M41

This number means one nine hundred and ninety-nineth of the nine hundred and ninety-ninth year of the forty-first millennium. Considering that the orbital periods of different parts of the empire are different, the year is not calculated using the number of 365 days, but is measured in one-thousandth of Terra's orbital period around the sun.

The 9 at the beginning of this string of numbers means the accuracy of time. Imperial legislation divides the accuracy of time into nine levels. The highest levels of 0 and 1 can directly prove that the source of the information comes from within the solar system, while 9 The level is the least accurate, and the date can only be calculated with great error, but this kind of inaccuracy is exactly what Tzeentch likes.

Carlos already understood everything when he saw this string of numbers. He held the key to the Webway and escaped from the illusion of all things. The feeling of the demon's body re-solidifying was very wonderful.

"Victor, are you ready for your final glory?" Carlos murmured, and Viktor, the former master of Commorragh and now the servant of Tzeentch, also answered appropriately.

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."

Carlos stared at the direction of the surging void, which was where Bietan's Ark was about to appear, and then he sighed with awe and ecstasy, "Death is enough to see the realization of the big plan."