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Chapter 338 The Punishment of Prophecy

Despite her fear, Elena, guided by instinct, turned to the latest revelation in the Book of Destiny:
"The news of the deaths of four Primarchs has sparked unrest within the Imperium of Man, and four Space Marine Legions may be expelled from the Emperor's ranks as a result."

"Of course, there is another possibility. That is, the Emperor could restart the genetic laboratory where the Primarch was created, and produce a new batch of Primarchs to serve as the leaders of the four Space Marine Legions."

"No matter what the emperor ultimately decides, it cannot change the fact that the human empire has been severely weakened."

"Elena, you have two paths before you."

"The first path: continue to use the power of the Palu Orcs to inflict heavy damage on the Human Empire, forcing the God Emperor's will to abandon the Empire of the Apostate Era Sub-Universe, and then use the Emperor's body to help the Dark King descend, so that the plan to destroy the Dark King can get back on track."

"The second path: In exchange for handing over a portion of the network technology, gain the trust of the human empire and join forces with them again to prevent Li Nuo from becoming a god."

"You can only choose one of these two paths."

"Elena, what choice will you make?"

A crossroads of fate unfolded before Elena.

The Spirit Race's true god dreamed of destroying the Chaos Evil God, so the first path clearly had a higher priority than the second.

But the orcs are full of uncertainty, and the transmigrators have amplified this uncertainty.

No one can guarantee that Li Nuo won't become another chaotic evil god, bringing disaster to the Spirit Race.

"What a difficult choice..."

Elena murmured to herself, her thoughts drifting to the fact that the Book of Destiny had concealed part of the truth from her.

Why does the Eldar always claim to be the backbone of the effort to eliminate Chaos?
It is because they possess exceptional predictive abilities and can instruct others on how to do things.

Prophecy should be a tool, not a master that reigns over the user.

The trickery from the Book of Destiny cast a shadow over Elena's heart that she could not shake off.

So much so that, contrary to her usual behavior, she closed the crystal book and did not make a decision immediately.

She sat down at the reading table next to her, propped her head up with her hand, and tried to calm her discomfort.

But as time went on, the gloom only accumulated, making people more and more frustrated.

"No, it shouldn't be like this. The Book of Destiny, like ordinary divination, should tell me all the information I want to know, but rather selectively reveal parts of the truth to me."

Elena turned her head to gaze at the crystal book, her eyes flashing rapidly.

She was trying to recall when the last time the Book of Destiny had kept something from her was.

Elena's memory told her that this was the first time such a situation had occurred.

This is very unusual, very wrong.

Elena stood up, picked up the crystal book, and examined its cover and pages. She found no damage and no signs of corruption by chaos.

But why would this book, contrary to its usual practice, conceal some of the facts?
Elena put the crystal book back in its place and sat down at the table, lost in thought.

She didn't know how much time had passed before she came back to her senses, a strange look in her eyes, as if she had thought of something.

She stood up, opened a portal, and arrived at another area of ​​the Black Library.

This is where the clowns train.

New members must stay here for three years and undergo a series of assessments before they can receive a blessing from the Spirit Race gods, possess a psionic field to counteract chaos, and officially become a clown.

Elena's arrival caused the clowns who were training to temporarily stop what they were doing and bow to her in unison.

Elena glanced around and looked at one of them:
“Isaacrian, come with me.”

"Yes, ma'am."

Isadoran was from the Dark Eldar. When Komorro was destroyed by the Palu Orcs, she was captured by one of the Palu Orc leaders.

Being a prisoner of orcs is better than I expected.

The orcs, who called themselves "Space," did not torture the Black Sprout captive. Instead, they assigned her a team of mechanic boys and ordered her to create equipment needed by the Paru Empire.

After creating and improving several Eldar devices for them, Isadora regained her freedom and joined the Jester's troupe.

Perhaps because she had been captured by the Greenskins, or perhaps because she had sold out some of the Eldar's technology, Isadora faced a lot of disdain after becoming a trainee clown.

Many people would deliberately use excessive force during sparring, while others would use the pretext of seeing prophecies in their meditation to accuse Isabella of misconduct and force her to leave the troupe.

Isabella didn't understand. Wasn't the clown troupe supposed to be dedicated to eliminating chaos? Wasn't it said that anyone who shared the same ideals and met the requirements could become one of them?

Why should I be despised simply because I provided some technical support to the Greens during my captivity?

If they were captured by the greens, they might be in an even worse situation than we are.

After this period of time, Isabella had to admit that she missed the time she spent working for the Greenskins. Of course, it would also be nice to be able to go back to the Comoros and live freely.

Unfortunately, nothing can go back.

Isabella thought to herself as she followed Elena away from the training ground.

Generally, when a prophecy related to a certain clown appears in the Book of Destiny, Elena will personally come and lead people to consult the book.

But this time the situation was different. To Isabella’s surprise, Elena did not take her to the Obsidian Archives, but instead opened a portal in a deserted corner, leading her to a certain network space filled with deathly silence.

"Madam, where is this?" Isabella looked around, instinctively thinking that she was about to undergo some kind of combat training, and this was where she would be tested.

Elena turned around and said:
"I have something I need you to do."

"Please speak, ma'am."

“I have a message for the Palu orcs. I’ve written the details in this letter.” Elena took out a scroll with a psionic seal. “Give this letter to the Palu orcs’ brains. If they’re willing to accept you, you can stay there temporarily and act as a liaison between us.”

Isabella received the letter and slipped it into her inner pocket:
"Madam, what about my daily training and assessments?"

"You don't need to worry about that. I will include this task in the assessment and score it according to the fieldwork rate."

"Okay, ma'am."

Seeing that Isabella had agreed, Elena waved her hand to open another portal and handed her a psionic item.

That's a small item that can generate an emergency survival capsule in a void environment.

Elena instructed:

"After you get there, use this item to linger in the net tunnel for a while, and a Palu orc will come to pick you up. Remember, the letter must be delivered to their leader."

“Yes, madam.” Isabella took a slight breath, passed through the portal, and immediately felt the unique coldness and suffocation of the void environment.

She activated the item in her hand, enveloping herself in a layer of psionic light.

After floating in the void for a short while, a familiar green warship flew over from a distance and used a beam of traction to pull itself into its cabin.

"I'm here to deliver a message!" Before the other party could take any restrictive measures, Isabella shouted in orc slang: "I know about space, and I have a letter to deliver to his boss."

The surrounding Palu boys were stunned for a moment, not expecting that a mere bean sprout could use orc slang so fluently.

Isabella ripped off her helmet, revealing her true face, and then took out the letter Elena had given her, acting as if they were old friends:
"Hurry up, stop dawdling, take me to space, I need to see his boss."

"No, Bean Sprout, do you think this is your home?"

"Do we have to do whatever you say?"

Palu and Pointy Ears had fought before and were on bad terms, but Isabella, who was training in the clown troupe, was unaware of this.

She could clearly sense that Palu was hostile towards her, but she didn't know where this hostility came from.

Palu was pressing closer and closer, making Isabella feel uneasy.

Fortunately, the ship's captain recognized Isabella.

"Hey, isn't this Purple Bean Sprout? What brings you back? Oh, guys, bring her to the bridge, we're taking her to see the Space Boss."

The Palu boys surrounding Isabella scratched their heads, put down their weapons, and waved for Isabella to follow.

The group boarded a ship and left the network, entering the real universe.

Isabella stared at the view outside the porthole, her eyes widening involuntarily.

She saw a massive fleet and sensed an astonishing surge of psionic energy.

What shocked her even more was that she discovered her connection with the warp was shrouded in shadow, as if something was preventing her from activating her psionic powers.

This shadow was a terrible experience, making Isabella feel as if countless orc boys were yelling "WAAAGHWAAAGH" all around her.

The closer they got to the fleet, the stronger the restlessness and unease became on a spiritual level.

This phenomenon lessened considerably after entering a cabin with lead-lined decking, and Isabella finally got a chance to catch her breath, only to find herself already soaked in sweat.

"Give me the letter."

A familiar voice came from inside the room.

Isabella wiped the sweat from her forehead, turned her head and saw that it was Space, the orc leader who had captured her earlier.

"This letter is for your boss, not for you."

As soon as Isabella finished speaking, she suddenly felt her body stiffen. When she came to her senses, the scroll in her hand had been moved into the other person's hand.

It's that damned, bizarre ability that can make people feel dizzy again.

Isabella muttered to herself, but dared not snatch the scroll back, and could only let the other party view its contents.

Space's face remained expressionless, neither pleased nor sad. After reading the letter, he left with a single sentence:

"Stay here and don't wander off."

Moments later, the spacecraft arrived at the ritual array and handed the letter to the priest.

At the same time, Li Nuo switched his consciousness from space to the witch priest and looked through the secret letter written by Elena again.

This time, Li Nuo couldn't control his expression, revealing a somewhat solemn look.

The letter can be summarized in one sentence: The Book of Destiny concealed the supernova outbreak from Elena.

This incident is extremely serious.

For example.

Li Nuo asked Paccado for advice, but Paccado deliberately concealed part of the truth and took advantage of Li Nuo's ignorance to achieve his goal.

This foreshadows signs that Packardo is "out of control".

He has his own agenda, is no longer reliable, and needs to be reformed.

Similarly, since the Book of Destiny, as a prophetic tool, did not fully reveal the content of the prophecy, it can also be regarded as "out of control".

Elena suspects that after Tzeentch altered the prophecy of the Supreme Prophet, the Book of Destiny has also been interfered with by the Chaos God, thus showing signs of "going out of control".

At the end of the letter, Elena expressed her true feelings:
She wanted to ask Li Nuo to pause his ascension to godhood, first cooperate with the Black Library to investigate the corruption of chaos, and then discuss together whether or not to continue his ascension to godhood.

“…” Li Nuo put it down, his expression shifting from solemn to speechless.

While the Book of Destiny showing signs of going out of control certainly warrants attention, is it really a bit too far-fetched to stop oneself from becoming a god?

They, a bunch of greenskins, don't live by prophecy. What does the Book of Destiny going out of control have to do with the Palu Empire? If any trouble arises, won't Pointy Ears be the first to suffer?

After thinking for a moment, Li Nuo handed the scroll to Pakado and asked for his advice.

Paccard read the letter carefully several times and began to analyze it:
"My lord, I suggest we continue the ritual and not be influenced by Pointy Ears. If the Book of Destiny is indeed corrupted by Chaos, then we can take this opportunity to cut off any possibility of continued cooperation between the Shrimp Empire and Pointy Ears. Also, we can see how the Pointy Ears' gods deal with the corruption of Chaos and prepare for a future attack on the Ark."

Li Nuo nodded:
“That’s what I’m thinking too. Send Purple Sprout to a cell far away from here and keep her under guard. Don’t let her go back. I want to see how Elena reacts without our response, and what kind of revelation the Book of Destiny will give.”

"Yes, sir."

...

...

The Black Library, the Obsidian Archives.

Elena did not receive a message from Isadora.

After waiting for a long time, she finally couldn't wait any longer, opened the crystal book, and prepared to respond to the two paths given in the book.

Then, to her horror, she discovered that the prophecy concerning her had changed.

"Elena, those who are disloyal to the prophecy will be punished by it."

"You should believe the prophecies you see without wavering, rather than trying to secretly contact specific people to escape the guidance of the prophecies."

"Do you know? If you hadn't secretly contacted Li Nuo, fate would have guided you to use the fact that 'you didn't know about the supernova explosion, but the Book of Destiny had foreseen it' to convince Li Nuo that the Book of Destiny already knew everything, thus making Li Nuo voluntarily give up becoming a god."

"Now, because of your presumptuous actions, the path to preventing Li Nuo from becoming a god has been cut off."

"There is only one path left before you, and that is to restart the plan to destroy the Dark Lord."

"Given your betrayal of fate and disloyalty to prophecy, you must unconditionally execute the following instructions, or you will be erased from your very being."

"Deliver a tampered set of blueprints for the Internet of Things to the Human Empire under the guise of a transaction."

"When the Imperium of Man is experimenting with the blueprints, it will inadvertently open an unclosable warp rift in Karasta. Countless demons will attack the palace, forcing the Emperor to remain on the Golden Throne..."

Elena looked at the prophecy, her face ashen.

(End of this chapter)