Chapter 910 The Big Plan Is Mine
"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 mechanical prosthetic limbs were light and Lightly touching the surface of the clot formed by the huge amount of 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." Amaraga shook his head solemnly. He looked at Kalbohar seriously and answered, "The Invisible Abyss already existed when I was a child. At that time, we were just Think of this place 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!
Amalaga 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 is 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."
"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 useless. 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 Maggo, 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 Rokasna and Tzeentch, barely shows his figure here.
Carlos was in pain. The feeling of being stripped away from reality was really indescribable. The illusion 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 door." Carlos said with difficulty.
"Very good." Tzeentch was very satisfied with the deal with the fraudster, and then he used Rocas's body to draw a line at Carlos, and a number appeared in Carlos's vision.
941
This number means the nine hundred and ninety-ninth of the nine hundred and ninety-ninth year of the forty-first millennium. Considering the different revolution periods in different parts of the empire, the year is not calculated using the number of 365 days, but is measured using one thousandth of Terra's revolution period around the sun.
The first 9 in this string of numbers means the accuracy of time. Imperial legislation divides the accuracy of time into nine levels, of which the highest levels 0 and 1 can directly prove that the source of the news is from within the solar system, while level 9 is the least accurate level, and can only barely calculate the date with a huge error, but this inaccuracy is exactly what Tzeentch wants.
Carlos understood everything when he saw this string of numbers. He held the webway key and broke away from the virtual image of all things. The feeling of the demon body solidifying again was very wonderful.
"Victor, are you ready for the final glory?" Carlos murmured, and Victor, the former master of Gomo and now the servant of Tzeentch, also answered appropriately.
"I have been waiting for this moment for a long time."
Carlos stared at the direction of the surging void, where the Bjetan Ark was about to appear, and then he sighed with awe and great ecstasy, "It is enough to die to see the realization of the great plan."