Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch.

Chapter 80 Chapter 80, thank you, Skarbrand

Looking at the big demon that appeared in front of him, Duker thought it was the imperial double-headed eagle that ascended to the demon at first glance. After a closer look, he discovered that it was Carlos, the ever-changing demon.

Along with the appearance of the great demon, countless demons of Tzeentch emerged from the darkness.

The former Lord of Destiny was distressed because he knew everything about the past and present, but could not perfectly see into the future, so he came to the Well of Eternity located at the center of the real universe, hoping to gain the ability to see into the future.

However, Tzeentch did not dare to jump by himself, so he coaxed his All-Changing Demon Lords to jump into the Well of Eternity one after another, but none of them could return from it.

Until Carlos appeared, Fateweaver climbed out of the Well of Eternity alive. It became abnormally old, and in the eyes of the demons, it was completely crazy and grew another head.

Since then, it has known the past and the future, but cannot see the present.

When asked a question, one of its heads will tell the truth, and the other will tell an equally believable lie.

But Duker didn't believe a word of what it said.

"Carlos, since you know the future, do you think these chains can trap me?"

"This is a chain made of your anger, faith, and hope." "伱" One of Carlos' heads responded immediately, but the other head's words paused, "You can't break free." .”

"Wrong answer, you are lying Carlos." The original body walked forward easily, and the psychic chains were stretched as he moved, making an overwhelmed "creaking" sound.

"From the time I came to this world, I have been a soldier crossing the river and a wheel of eternal progress. In fact, I have never been an enemy to anyone, but I have never been away from fighting; I have never harbored hope, but I have rescued countless people. My fellow countrymen; my fire never truly raged, but it burned countless souls."

"You know why, Carlos? Because I'm going straight ahead and you're in the way, so I'm going to crush you. It's that simple."

As Dukel's voice fell, the psychic chains tied to him let out their final screams. The straight chains finally reached their limits and broke in the void, shattering into countless particles of psychic light.

"You" one of Carlos's heads wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the scream of the other head, "You are not the second original body! Where did you come from! The direction of the destiny fragment is blurred again. , who on earth are you?!"

"Hahaha Carlos, everyone says you are crazy, but I think you are quite normal." Dukel said with a smile.

"Because you are all madmen, so you can resonate with each other?" Magnus, who was hanging on the waist of the original body, took the opportunity to complain.

"It's quite interesting to chat with you, but it's a pity that no one cares about what the madman says." Dukel raised his chain sword and pointed at the big devil not far away.

"It's impossible." "It's not true." "Fate is far away." "What went wrong."

Carlos did not answer. Its two bird heads collided with each other, as if they learned something from the original body's words that they could not understand or describe.

It stood there like a madman, talking to itself and chattering endlessly; its limbs danced randomly, and its large robe kept swaying.

So much so that he didn't realize that the original body was already approaching it quickly, and might cut off its two heads in the next second.

Just when Dukel's chainsword was about to swing down.

Gollum—

A crystal ball rolled down from Carlos's large robe.

The moment it rolled down, the crystal ball suddenly exploded, accompanied by a familiar strange laughter, and Duker was captured in a cage built by psychic energy.

The chain sword that was still being swung was blocked by the cage. If not for this sudden change, Carlos would have been completely killed in the next moment.

clang! ——

The energy carried by the chain sword exploded at the moment of collision, and the impact caused even knocked away the big demon close at hand, but it did not split open the seemingly fragile thing in front of him, as if it were a psychic cage made of crystal.

Carlos, who was thrown away by the violent force, silently climbed up from the ground.

It no longer spoke, but silently commanded the Tzeentch demons to launch an attack together - countless vicious spells were pulled out by the demons, and fell like fine raindrops towards the original body in the crystal cage.

A magical scene appeared. The prison that could not be shaken by the might of the original body was penetrated by these spells without any obstacles, and landed on Duker's body with incomparable precision.

The translucent psychic force field swayed under such intensive spell attacks.

Looking at the constantly vibrating psychic force field in front of him, Magnus laughed almost maniacally from his head, "Hahahaha, indeed everything in the universe cannot escape the manipulation of the Lord of Destiny, and the same goes for you Dukel. There are only two roads before you - to perish here, or to sacrifice your soul to our Lord!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Show me how to break this spell." As he spoke, the original body took off his head from his waist.

Duker only had a vague understanding of psychic research, and he didn't have much to do when faced with spells that couldn't be broken with brute force.

But fortunately, he has an understanding person hanging on him. Under the stimulation of the power of the soul, Magnus's one eye suddenly emitted light of different colors. Under the irradiation of the light, the spiritual energy nodes hidden in the crystal cage were lit up one after another; the hidden runes appeared. , leaping like an elf in the crystal cage.

"Dukele, you really deserve to die!"

Magnus said through gritted teeth - but soon, he was completely focused by the profound runes in front of him; exploring the secrets of Tzeentch at close range was also a rare opportunity for the demon prince.

"How, how to break this spell?" Duker asked.

"Well, it can only be broken open after suffering strong physical damage from the outside world. Maybe, my Lord's spell is too profound, I have to study it further."

"waste."

Duker directly hung Magnus's head back on his waist.

"No, brother, let me take a look at the runes on it again. I beg you." Magnus, who had remained silent even when his head was beheaded, begged his brother for the first time at this moment.

"Dukele, don't you want to get out of here?"

"There's no need for Magnus. Although I don't have the ability to predict, as a warrior, intuition is often more trustworthy than prophecy."

"What do you mean?" Magnus asked confused.

"Have you ever thought that your master is the master of all changes? The success of his plan has never been the source of his power, but change. So even if I don't have to do anything, I can get out of this cage."

"So you are sitting back and waiting for death, my proud brother?" Magnus sneered.

In his opinion, sitting in a cage waiting for Tzeentch's scheme to be solved on its own was sheer folly.

"How about making a bet, brother? Within fifty seconds, this cage will be broken open. If it cannot be broken, I will give you your freedom. If it can be broken, next time you encounter a difficult spell, you You must help me with all your strength.”

"Can your intuition come to such an accurate conclusion in fifty seconds?" Magnus asked horribly.

Even the most powerful prophet has never made such accurate predictions.

If his brother has such a clear grasp of the future, then why does he need to stay with the Lord of Destiny? Just change to believe in Duker!

"No, I saw it directly."

With the blessing of spiritual energy, the original body's bright eyes penetrated the layers of clouds in this dark world. After crossing a long distance, he saw with his own eyes a group of Khorne berserkers rushing towards here like a torrent.

Their speed was extremely fast, and in less than half a minute, this red torrent crashed into the front line composed of Tzeentch demons.

They slashed left and right in Tzeentch's camp, turning the orderly formation into an intertwined vortex in the blink of an eye.

A bloodthirsty demon as strong as a hill showed unstoppable bravery. Like a wild bull, it broke through the layers of formations composed of Tzeentch demons - and was still there after being slapped. After casting a spell on Kalos, it roared loudly,
"The skull of the Primarch."

"Surely presented under the throne of brass!"

The bloodthirsty maniac said so.

"No!"

Under the shouts of Magnus and the ecstatic eyes of Dukel.

The great demon of Khorne jumped away, his mountain-like body drawing a perfect arc in the air, and the war blade in his hand struck heavily on the crystal cage.

boom! ——

The flames that had been accumulated in the cage for a long time exploded with the shattering of the crystal, blowing the bloodthirsty demon away at a faster speed than when he arrived.

The crimson flame spread wantonly, and all the demons were wailing in the sky-high firelight.

The heavy footsteps of the original body walked out of the fire step by step, like a god of fire, walking through the curtain of flames, revealing his majestic body.

"thank you."

——"Skarbrand."

(End of this chapter)