Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

The Glory of Macragge.

In the blinding red light, the elevator descended to the deepest part.

The Regent and Felix came to a cabin made entirely of iron and stained with dried blood.

It was a trial room.

A place where extremely dangerous things were handled, with runes engraved on the walls and scattered silver rings nailed to the ground.

"Do you think that guy will come?"

The Regent asked as the hatch slammed shut.

Felix was a little skeptical: "My Lord, that thing is a bit unbelievable. After all, that is the biggest liar in the universe..."

"I believe in my brother."

Regent Guilliman said, with a smile on his face.

"My Lord Guilliman, I'm ready..."

The Regent's ally, the Eldar prophet Natas, came over.

He glanced at the Grey Knights and Primaris warriors around him: "The thread of fate has been read, although the crude minds around make it difficult.

But everything went smoothly, you can interrogate the demon."

Accompanied by the sound of iron chains colliding, the demon prisoner and his guards appeared in people's sight.

The prisoner was trapped in a stasis field where time no longer existed. His skin was sickly pink, his skull was twisted and horns grew, and his mouth was full of fangs.

Even more twisted were his yellow eyeballs, two compound pupils spinning under the iris, foreshadowing endless changes.

Natus hesitated: "My lord, the demon that binds this man is a fragment of the Great Changer. There is no truth in its mouth, even if it speaks the truth."

"He will answer, and he has to do so..."

Guilliman seemed to have received some information, and was very sure: "The bastard must tell the truth in order to save something."

The learned brother told him a lot of things.

It gave him a deeper understanding of the situation in the Warp and the Galaxy, and gave him more confidence in the plague war against his fallen brothers.

The demon prisoner began to laugh when he saw Guilliman.

"That man has been devoured by me and has become a part of me, a part of the Lord of Change. There is no room for redemption, just like in the past."

The demon prisoner continued: "He is hopeless, and so are you, my little mortal leader..."

"Begin."

Guilliman ignored these words and was too lazy to entangle with the demon.

The runes on the Grey Knight's armor shone, and he chanted the spell in ancient Gothic, which included the real name of the demon.

After hearing the name, the demon seemed to have suffered extreme torture, constantly struggling and slapping the cage that imprisoned him.

"No, curse you, son of the abomination!"

However, the Grey Knight's chanting became louder, and the demon's roar filled the entire space.

The terrifying Chaos Fel Energy became thicker, and some weak-willed Space Marine Librarians fell down and were immediately carried away.

Suddenly, the clash of mental energies stopped.

The demon prisoner posed in a twisted posture, with black tears in his eyes:

"Ask, son of the cursed, nine questions can be answered, just like the perfect holy number nine."

"Here it comes!"

Guilliman forced a smile.

That thing really happened, just as the savior predicted.

The regent had already prepared for the inquiry, and stepped forward to ask: "Where is Mortarion?"

Deep in the consciousness of the demon prisoner, the will of the Lord of Change restrained the desire to deceive, because he made a promise to tell the truth.

Almost unchangeable.

He knew what the regent would ask, and he would give the other party the correct answer to guide the direction of this war.

Everything was as planned.

The consciousness of the Lord of Change revealed the truth: "He will be waiting for you in Yax soon. There are eight more."

"What does he plan to do?"

"Kill you. There are seven more questions."

Guilliman continued to ask: "How to kill?"

The consciousness of the Lord of Change: "Use disease to glorify the Lord of Plague, the master of seven and three. Six."

"It matches."

Guilliman flipped through the parchment in his hand, looked at Felix, and showed joy.

The answer of the Great Changer was exactly the same as the prophecy of his brother, and they all echoed each other!

Guilliman slowly raised his head and looked at the demon prisoner with Felix and others. There was an inexplicable look in his eyes and a mysterious smile.

? ? ?

The will of the Lord of Change found that things were starting to go wrong and were a little beyond his control.

He suddenly had a sense of being watched and teased by others.

"Can my brother Leon wake up?"

Guilliman suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with the current situation, since his brother had predicted the plague war.

Then he could ask more questions that he cared about.

"Yes... Yes, soon. Four questions."

The will of the Lord of Change was a little confused and answered the question with difficulty.

Guilliman took a deep breath and asked a question about his dead brother: "Where is Rogal Dorn now?"

"Sub... Subspace! There are four left!"

This answer made the Regent feel relieved. It seems that Dorn is still alive.

"No, how can you ask that?"

The will of the Lord of Change panicked. Things were completely out of control. He hoped to end or destroy this contract.

Guilliman thought about how to use the remaining answers.

He still had too many questions to ask.

Soon, the regent asked again: "How to resurrect Sanguinius?"

The Lord of Change hesitated whether to answer or forcibly destroy the contract.

Given that the conditions for resurrecting Sanguinius were extremely difficult and almost impossible to accomplish.

So He decided to give a vague answer: "Resurrecting him requires..."

Just as the Lord of Change was about to give the answer, he suddenly felt an extremely terrifying shock.

The shock came from the Crystal Labyrinth, and the source was the Well of Eternity.

If the energy in the Well of Eternity exploded completely.

The palace of nothingness would be completely destroyed, and his essence would also suffer severe trauma that could not be healed, and even perish!

"No!"

There was an indescribable fear in the eyes of the demon prisoner.

The Chaos God lurking in the depths was afraid, even ten thousand times more afraid than when facing the cursed.

Boom——

The Lord of Change destroyed the contract at all costs, and the demon prisoner turned into ashes in the explosion of colorful flames.

He left, leaving Guilliman and others looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Is my question too difficult?" After a few seconds of silence, Guilliman asked puzzledly.

——

The turmoil caused by the Well of Eternity is extremely terrifying.

Ron clearly felt that once the power contained in it was completely erupted, it would be enough to destroy the entire secret library.

It even caused unknown changes in the real universe!

Not to mention the danger, this is the most precious property of the Lord of Change, Tzeentch. I really want to blow it up.

Then wouldn't Old Deng have to fight with me?

What's more, I'm still on someone else's territory. I'm afraid I'll be finished this time...

"*****, goodbye!"

Ron reacted in time and suppressed the next words, and did not completely ask the terrible question.

Then he quickly evacuated from the wellhead area.

The next moment.

The Well of Eternity seemed to have a strong desire to survive, stopped exploring the problem, and began to work hard to calm the turmoil of the magic water.

Then the whole area slowly stabilized and returned to its previous appearance, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, the weaver crows circling in the air returned to their original positions one by one, still somewhat frightened.

"Too dangerous, curiosity kills the cat!"

Ron restrained his breath and pretended to walk out as if nothing had happened, with a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.

Just now, he almost achieved an unprecedented brilliant achievement of mankind against Chaos - blowing up the Crystal Labyrinth.

That would probably be more explosive than burning the Garden of Nurgle, but it would be a bit life-consuming.

And the impact is unpredictable.

"It seems that the influence of higher-dimensional existence is still there, otherwise there would not be such a terrible turmoil."

He thought to himself in his heart: "According to this idea, then my soul from a higher dimension is naturally more advanced than all the existences here?

This may be one of the reasons why my subspace essence, the little sun, is so explosive."

Ron quickly walked in the opposite direction of the Well of Eternity to prevent those weavers from reacting and finding him.

I don't want to touch the secret of the Well of Eternity for now, so I'd better leave it to the Lord of Change to explore.

If the Big Blue Bird really discovers the secret one day and knows that his fate is controlled by a higher dimension, will he be depressed?

Or maybe there is no so-called secret at all.

Not long after.

He left the mysterious area and broke into a deeper secret space.

...

Conspiracy Hall.

Countless large black round tables form an open space, providing a place for discussion for those who enter the secret library.

Those Tzeentch demons who have observed fate or found key clues will come here collectively to discuss and conspire.

Use the most unfathomable cunning to fight any enemy.

Therefore, the most conspiracies and tricks in the universe are brewing here. Every speech or plan published may affect hundreds of millions of lives.

Cause a planet or even an entire star region to fall into chaos.

Or let the master of the conspiracy go bankrupt and fall into a deeper tragic fate.

This is not uncommon in the domain of the Lord of Change. The harm of conspiracy is two-way. From a certain perspective, the probability of failure is greater than the probability of success.

Everything is planned!

Even so, those Tzeentch demons are still enjoying it.

"Ha ha ha!"

Seven or eight Tzeentch demons gathered in front of the black round table, whispering, passing information and opinions to each other.

These guys formed a temporary conspiracy group, working for a common goal, trying to negotiate and plot a more sinister and vicious plan.

Their goal is a wealthy planet in the Savior's territory.

It was a challenge. Many weavers had failed on that planet before, and the conspiracy ushered in a complete defeat.

This aroused the interest of other weavers.

"I have mastered the deepest secret of a high-ranking official on the planet.

He is from the family of the Cotton steward. He secretly had an affair with the wife of another high-ranking official and gave birth to an evil child..."

The weaver in the dark made a dull sound.

"There is a problem with the shield energy core of the administrative capital there. It will be stagnant at some point, and it will take a longer time to repair.

If something happens to the technical priest in charge of maintenance."

Another weaver said sharply.

"I discovered a better secret..."

Another weaver said: "The corrupt church of the Plague Lord has sown seeds on that planet and has gone dormant."

One sentence after another, these Tzeentch demons revealed more secrets and found connections.

To weave a perfect interlocking conspiracy.

They tried to detonate all the contradictions on the planet at once while the savior was fighting off the plague, causing a terrible chaos.

Let everyone involved struggle and fight with each other, creating a large-scale chaos.

This will allow corrupt churches to take advantage of the situation.

Even if the planet's defense force finally destroys it, it will be severely damaged.

The Tzeentch demons were extremely satisfied with this conspiracy and discussed more specific implementation details and time.

A certain knitter is full of confidence:

"Perhaps we have to leave some hints to provoke the damn Demon Tribunal in the Savior's Territory..."

"No, we should leave blasphemous words about the Savior to let him know how powerless he is against the conspiracy!"

A Tzeentch demon with scars all over his body said harshly.

He hoped to avenge the harm done to him by the savior, the Demon Eater, in order to eliminate the fear and humiliation.

"Gah, I agree."

The big crow's suggestion was approved by everyone, and people kept praising it.

The conspiracy has been perfected.

"I think...this stupid conspiracy can't possibly succeed."

Suddenly, the harmony was shattered by the opening of some shadow that had been here, silent.

"The Lord of Changes above, who do you have the right to question?!"

"Give me a reason!"

After hearing this, the great demons of Tzeentch cast angry glances at the arrogant guy.

If the other party cannot give a reason that is enough to convince everyone, they will be spurned and besieged by all conspiracy participants.

"Because, that's what I said..."

Ron stepped out of the shadows and appeared in the sight of those Tzeentch demons: "I, the Savior, the Primarch of Hope, say that this conspiracy is destined to fail.

Who is in favor and who is against? "

He had been listening to these guys plotting loudly and couldn't stand it anymore.

Instead of waiting for the conspiracy to happen before dealing with it, it is better to block it directly from the source. It is best to let these big crows completely lose the idea of ​​spreading the conspiracy on the planet.

? ? ?

"Savior, you...why are you here?"

"Don't come over here!"

"Quack!!!"

As soon as the Tzeentch demons saw the Savior of Hope, the Demon-Eater, they immediately exploded.

What the hell is going on?

Why was the savior able to come to the depths of the Crystal Maze? Could it be that the cursed one had broken in? !

The great demons of Tzeentch fell into more panic and no longer had the desire to discuss. They waved their wings and took off to fly around.

They hope to stay away from this powerful being.

However, the appearance of the savior still caused a chain reaction, and the demons on the surrounding black round table discovered something strange here.

Some powerful beings surrounded him, and there was a hint of caution in their eyes.

Ron wasn't too worried about this.

Because his guards will arrive soon.

roar--

A blaze of colored light crashed down.

Balu led many great demons to rush in here and roughly knocked away all the surrounding beings.

"roll!"

He slapped the nearest weaver down.

"madman……"

Such unbridled power made many Tzeentch demons take a step back.

They all know the name of this fateweaver - Crazy Balu.

That guy was promoted to the top ninety-nine high-level demons under the Lord of Changes at an extremely fast speed, and he had the number nine, which was enough to prove how powerful the opponent was.

Most of the Tzeentch demons are decent people who engage in intrigues or secret attacks, and are elegant and civilized.

But Balu is different.

They don't look like followers of the Lord of Change at all, but more like those reckless lunatics of the Blood God.

Whoever offends that guy will face endless troubles. There are no plots, no sneak attacks, only frontal critical hits.

If you seize him, you will be beaten until death.

A certain weaver ranked in the top 50 provoked Balu and was beaten hundreds of times. In the end, he had to beg for mercy and reconcile.

This also made everyone more afraid of him.

After all, no one wants to be blocked by such a guy every day, so how can we study the conspiracy? !

The atmosphere in the conspiracy hall became silent due to Balu's arrival. Some Tzeentch demons moved away silently, leaving it to this madman to deal with the savior.

After that, a certain news spread quietly.

The great demons of Tzeentch showed expressions of shock or surprise.

The message revealed that the Savior was a guest of the Lord of Change, perhaps part of that being's great plan.

After those Tzeentch demons got the news, they had no idea of ​​attacking the savior, and even vaguely avoided him.

To prevent yourself from being involved in the plan of the Lord of Change.

These followers are well aware of the capriciousness of the Lord of Change, and would rather fight the Blood God's madmen than enter into that being's plan.

Because too many examples prove that the gift of the Lord of Changes will only bring about a tragic fate.

Too many followers have been teased, fallen at the moment closest to success, and turned into abominable unconscious monsters in torture and distortion.

There is a reason why the Lord of Change has a bad reputation.

Even his own people can't stand it.

The eyes of the Tzeentch demons looking at Baru are faintly full of admiration, ridicule and pity, and even have a sense of superiority that their wisdom is higher than the other party.

Poor madman, he stepped into the plan set by the Lord of Change so easily.

"Savior..."

Baru ignored those guys and strode to the front of the Savior: "You have obtained the knowledge given by the Lord of Change, and you must leave here!"

"Okay, let's go." Ron nodded.

It seems that the Healer of Change and the Great Wizard have obtained the knowledge in the plan, and it is indeed time to leave.

Otherwise, if they stay here for too long, the two guys are in danger of being completely ruined.

After returning.

I probably have a better potion to remove the plague, which can deal with the plague in the Savior's territory faster, and can also remove the traps set by the Nurgle forces.

Then go to support Brother Ji in Ultramar.

Ron, under the protection of Baru and many great demons, swaggered out of the conspiracy hall as if he was at home.

He encountered no obstacles.

Afterwards, he found the All-Change Healer and the Great Wizard and took them out of the Crystal Maze.

He returned to the real universe.

…

At the same time.

“No, what happened?!”

The Lord of All Changes rushed back to the Crystal Maze at almost desperate speed.