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Chapter 349 All is Dust, Only Dust Remains

Ahriman looked at the huge transfer ritual he had performed with 10,080 sacrifices and nine stars with a blank face.
It's inexplicable, totally inexplicable.

When Zhou Yun, Sanguinius, and Guilliman appeared, Ahriman had already prepared the ritual and activated it, covering the seven Imperial troops and the webway they were on.

It stands to reason that in the blink of an eye they would be transported to the psychedelic hell and fall into the killing trap that Ahriman had prepared.
But no, nothing happened. A dry, stuck, stagnant feeling like rusty gears surged from the seven imperial troops and the three commanders of each troop, corroding Ahriman's rituals and making the operation of Ahriman's rituals difficult.

If that were the case, Ahriman's ritual itself had problems.
At the seventh second of the ritual, the light of seven of the nine stars suddenly began to dim, and the entire ritual fell into a state of stagnation, as if it was stuck by sticky pus, like a person's body being corroded and infected by a virus and becoming weak.

Then the entire ritual collapsed. The subspace energy summoned by the ritual began to roar and attack the ritual itself. The brilliant colors on the seven dim stars began to fade, turning into a yellowish green color like dead leaves. The prominences ejected from the surface also began to be entangled with unbearable toxins.

The souls of the sacrifices whose souls were bound to the stars coughed dryly and wriggled on the surface of the stars like pale dying worms.

Ahriman could only hurriedly throw these seven stars, which he had captured from the real universe with great difficulty and transformed with profane runes engraved with great effort, into the tides of the subspace to prevent them from destroying his Prodigal Warband and the psychedelic hell that he had occupied with great difficulty.

It's incomprehensible! It's incomprehensible!
There is nothing witchy about this!
Witchcraft no longer exists!

Ahriman thought with indignation as he gnashed his teeth as he looked at the seven stars falling into the Warp.

The sense of stagnation that affected the entire ceremony was undoubtedly the power from the realm of Nurgle.
But this style of behavior doesn't seem like the God of Plague himself.

Ahriman thought for a moment, remembering the strange, numerological arrangement of the Imperial Army.

The only person in this world who can use numerology is Mortarion, the clown who deceives himself.
It must have been Mortarion!

How could this Mortarion be so evil! He actually got involved with the Empire again!
Ahriman gnashed his teeth.
Ten thousand years ago, Mortarion and Horus, who was not even a living being, got mixed up together.
Ten thousand years later, Mortarion was once again entangled with the corpse-like Empire.
Is that damned Babarus a necrophiliac?!

In the Garden of Nurgle, Mortarion moved his nose slightly. He felt like sneezing.
But this did not attract his attention too much. The gift of the loving father always flowed in his body. Countless diseases were breeding in his body. Sneezing was normal.
Ok?
Mortarion suddenly frowned, wondering if he had forgotten something.

Something seemed to have happened in the material universe?

Oh, Guilliman and Sanguinius are back to life, and heading to Terra to meet the False Emperor?

Mortarion then remembered that he had intended to stop the two men.

But now Mortarion had no interest in taking the time to intercept them.
Ten thousand years ago, Mortarion actually had no particular hatred towards Roboute Guilliman and Sanguinius.

Guilliman was always ambitious. He was a noble, slave owner, and oppressor, but he was a conscientious oppressor, and he had not been polluted by the warp and turned into a deformed child.
Sanguinius's problem is that he is too sentimental, which is obviously because the natural environment of Baal is too superior. Letting him live in Baalus for a few years may save him.

Since they are willing to continue to be slaves of the false emperor, let them go all the way.

He had a truly important cause to pursue now, a cause far more important than humiliating two brothers who had become slaves to the being of the Twenty-Two, destroying a corpse-dying empire, or oppressing mortals.

He is teaching Father Nurgle the art of numerology.

A pure, rigorous, rational science!

He is freeing the superstitious minds of the Warp, starting with one god.
This was a great undertaking, and it gave Mortarion a long-lost sense of glory and satisfaction.

Especially when his father gently and politely addressed him as Professor Mortarion or Teacher Mortarion.
The last time he felt such glory and satisfaction was when Mortarion was fighting to free Barbarus.

If it was Chagatai Khan who returned, Mortarion might be able to temporarily put aside his career and humiliate him.

But now. Mortarion shook the twenty-sided dice in the tortoise shell.

Hmm. Nine, fifteen, twenty-two. Magnus, Primarch of the Fifteenth Legion of the Thousand Sons, is trying to stop the One with the Divine Number Twenty-Two, Guilliman, and Sanguinius from going to Terra?

Then Mortarion was even less willing to intercept, as the two brothers he hated the most were Magnus and Chagatai Khan.

After putting down the tortoise shell, Mortarion looked at the scroll of corruption in front of him.
It's time to prepare the lesson plan for the next class.
In the psychedelic hell, Ahriman clenched his scepter tightly, looking at the only two stars burning fiercely in front of him.

He interrupted the ritual in time and threw the seven stars affected by the power of Nurgle's domain into the warp, preventing the two stars from being eroded.

Otherwise, all the accumulation of the Wanderer Gang over the years will be wasted.
"My Lord." Astros moved closer to Ahriman and asked in a low voice, "They have arrived at the second relay point." "According to our prophecy, they only need to use that gate twice more to reach Terra directly."

Ahriman took a few deep breaths, his whole body trembling.

If this is the case, the only one who can stop them in time is Magnus who is stationed near the webway.

But how could Magnus alone fight against two Primarchs and a god?

Even though Sanguinius still bears the scars of ten thousand years ago, even though Robert Guilliman is completely incapable of the power of the Warp, even though the god is now dormant in a material body,

But Magnus, not even the complete Magnus, could not defeat them at all.

Ahriman looked at the nine wizards around him, and then looked at the red letter warriors following the nine wizards.
These warriors stood there like puppets. There was no flesh and blood inside their armor, only ashes and bound unconscious souls.

It was all because of his mistakes, his failures, his sins,
But he can save it all, seize the power of the god of death, and reverse life and death. This is his only chance.

After this, Ahriman will no longer be able to get help from Magnus and the Lord of Change.
Ahriman looked at the empty armor, trying to identify the souls trapped inside, trying to identify his brothers from ten thousand years ago.

But the more he recognized it, the more painful it was for Ahriman.
"It's all dust."

Ahriman murmured softly, then slowly placed his hand on his horned helmet:

"What true words, what prophetic words."

The nine wizards took a step back in fear.
They only felt that Ahriman was constantly growing and increasing in value, like the Thousand Sons who had undergone flesh and blood mutations in the past, gradually twisting, swelling, and expanding.

But Ahriman's growth was not of flesh and blood, but something deeper, more mysterious, closer to the higher places of the High Heavens.

His/its/his flesh and blood burned fiercely, radiating a sapphire-like glow in all directions, making everything around seem to have turned into colored glass.
The souls of the Rubric Warriors standing beside Him continued to surge and gather around Ahriman.
He took off his helmet, and the nine great wizards around him let out a low roar of fear, not daring to look at Ahriman's face at all - if he really had something that could be called a face,

The screaming void gazed at the two burning stars before it,
He/it/himself is like a cold, deep star, grabbing all the light and heat around it, leaving only darkness and coldness.

Cluck cluck
A sharp bird cry sounded in the void, and the Lord of Change laughed out loud.
He never enslaved Ahriman, and He even considered giving Ahriman freedom of his soul.

Because He knew that Ahriman would eventually take this step,
From the death of Ahriman's own brother to the burning of Prospero, from the first scarlet letter to the second scarlet letter, from the great heresy to the forty-first millennium,
Ahriman always acted as Tzeentch expected. He fell deeper and deeper into the warp little by little.

Now, he has chosen to fall into an even more irreversible situation.

“Everything is going as planned.”

The Lord of Change murmured in a low voice, and this time it was real.

In the network channel, Zhou Yun quickly opened the arbitrary door and passed through it to reach the second relay point.
Just as the Divination Machine had judged, according to the plan assigned by Robert Guilliman, they did not even encounter any attacks at the first relay point.
That was clearly the most suitable location for Magnus and Ahriman to launch the attack.

Or was there an attack, but it was prevented in some way unknown to them?

Zhou Yun couldn't tell, Guilliman knew nothing either, Sanguinius seemed to have discovered something, but there was no time to communicate.

Zhou Yun only needs to pass through the third relay point to reach the webway gate leading to the moon, and then go directly to Terra.

Zhou Yun quickly reached out and pushed the door open again, heading to the third relay point in the plan.

Guilliman and Sanguinius followed closely behind.

then
Fire and heat burst out from the other side of the door
"All is dust, nothing but dust remains."

"Dust and nothingness, I do not know what I am."

(End of this chapter)