Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

In the eyes of the Thousand Sons, this was undoubtedly suicide.

And that terrifying being was still clad in a black robe, with the sphere in his hand quietly flowing with bright starlight.

Russell stepped forward and grasped the staff that was a little too big for him... and pushed it inward, nailing Magnus's fiery and strong body to the outer wall of the warehouse. This time, the Thousand Sons did not dare to attack Russell again.

"That's right. Pointless resistance will only cause you to suffer meaningless losses. Why bother?" Russell smiled as he walked past Magnus and entered Warehouse No. 8. The warehouse was too small for the Primarch, but it was just right for him as a mortal to walk through.

Coming to the black box engraved with Fenrisian poetry, Russell heard Magnus's weak murmur from behind him: "What on earth are you..."

"I don't have a real and precise name. If you want, you can call me 'Star Bullet'." Russell said as he pulled out a silver-grey long sword from under his black robe. He didn't know about the unsealing ceremony and planned to just chop it.

While he was busy physically unboxing the artifact, Ahriman led several Thousand Sons wizards to risk their lives to rush to Magnus, who was nailed to the wall by his own staff. Several people surrounded the Father of Genes and cut their own blood vessels.

There was no point in continuing the fight at this point, so they prepared to cast a blood sacrifice spell, abandon the fleet, and take Magnus with them to flee directly back to the Tzeentch realm in the Warp.

The Thousand Sons are willing to bear any loss if they can save their Primarch.

"I advise you not to act rashly. Magnus has cast a warp curse on the staff that destroys the essence of the soul. If you leave it alone and give him some time, he may be able to find a way to break his own spell. But if you use a teleportation spell to enter the warp at this time... guess how many demons a weak Primarch's soul will attract?"

As for counting on Tzeentch's protection...it would be better to just go straight to the Emperor and worship him.

With the sharp sound of steel fatigue, Russell miraculously pried open the outer seal of the black box with great force.

"Hey, what is this?"

Whether it was out of fear or Magnus's signal, the Thousand Sons wizards really stopped casting blood sacrifice spells. Ahriman was still guarding the Primarch with his brothers. Every wizard was tense to the limit, staring at the mysterious man in black robes who walked out of Warehouse No. 8.

Russell returned the Huntress's Blade to his waist with one hand, and with the other hand he tightly grasped a red gem the size of an adult's fist.

The orb itself was light pink in color, with a bright blood-red "pupil" spinning inside. It was unclear whether it was a gem that looked like an eyeball, or an eyeball that looked like a gem.

Russell clenched his hands tightly, as if the thing would disappear into thin air if he loosened his grip even a little.

"Magnus, do you recognize this thing?" Russell asked the Red Devil who was being tortured half to death by his own curse, "This orb does not belong to the physical universe. Its matrix is ​​entirely a creation of the subspace. Although its own power is not extremely strong, it contains a lot of... information?"

In fact, the moment he touched the red gem, countless complex information tried to flow into Russell's mind through his arm, but he rejected it.

"Information?" Magnus turned his head tiredly and looked at the red orb in Russell's hand: "What kind of information?"

"I can feel that the information is related to spells and magic, and seems to be inextricably linked to Tzeentch... but I don't know more specific details." Russell spread his hands helplessly: "This is something Tzeentch is concerned about. You are the Demon Prince of Tzeentch, maybe you will know?"

"Do I look like a reckless man like Russ?" Magnus forced a sarcastic smile. "If I betray the Lord of Change, He will kill me even if He succeeds in breaking the curse."

"If you don't tell me, I will kill you now." Russell smiled and said, "Ah... maybe not. I should save your life and send you to Terra to see the Emperor."

"You--!" Magnus choked and spit out blood.

"Before you meet the Emperor, I can take you to the Terran Palace to visit the breach in the Webway that I blasted. It was that thing that forced the Emperor to endure ten thousand years of torture on the Golden Throne. You should be quite proud of that, right?"

Speaking of this, Russell suddenly smiled: "Magnus, the king of wizards, the leader of scholars, the embodiment of wisdom, the collector and keeper of knowledge... Do you know? The gap in the webway under the golden throne, later Named 'The Fool of Magnus' by the Imperium of Man."

"From this, it can be seen that your collection of knowledge is indeed just 'collection'. As for the wisdom contained in it, you have not learned a single bit..."

Magnus clenched his fists in weakness. Why did this person have such a mean mouth...

It's just cheap, but I can't beat him.

Chapter 146: Orb of True Knowledge

The pain of his soul's disintegration and the Star Bullet's ambiguous gaze tortured Magnus, but personally, the latter was more painful for him.

At this time, other Thousand Sons wizards also gathered around. Although Magnus and the Thousand Sons actually had a very unpleasant past, this did not affect their willingness to risk their lives to protect their genetic father.

In contrast, their willingness to sacrifice their lives to protect each other had little impact on the absolute power of the Star Bullet.

In Russell's hand, the blood-red orb still glowed with a deep red light. "It's not a good idea to flaunt the so-called father-son relationship in front of a man whose father has died... My patience is limited, you'd better make a decision as soon as possible."

Magnus did not speak, only the wound on his chest pierced by the staff was dripping with bright red blood, which fell on his armor with a crisp sound of dripping.

"So you have decided to die to keep the secret of Tzeentch?" Russell did not draw the Huntress's Blade, but walked directly towards Magnus who was surrounded by the Thousand Sons with bare hands: "How stupid..."

As Russell spoke, he stretched his empty right hand slightly forward. Illusion and reality shattered in his hand at the same time, as if a huge black mouth opened in his palm. He slowly approached Magnus, who was nailed to the wall and unable to move, like a cat sniffing a mouse with its tail clamped:

I tear the veil apart, denying the world to see the reality of the moment.

I shattered the barriers, unfolded the void and swallowed up all the illusions.

I uncovered...

The Orb of True Knowledge!"

"Eh?" Russell was stunned for a moment, and then he pinched the crack on his palm and said, "Say it again? What is the True Knowledge Orb?"

Magnus was panting heavily. No one present, including Russell himself, could possibly know what kind of torture his soul had just endured...

"The Orb of True Knowledge... one of the main fragments of Tzeentch's Staff. Its scarlet eyes can see all the true mysteries of the world, and its psychedelic light leads all seekers of knowledge astray."

As if afraid that Russell would open the Void Hole again in reality, Magnus confessed everything he knew at a very fast speed without showing any weakness in his soul, and at the end he did not forget to add:

"I can't be sure whether this warp gem is the real 'Orb of True Knowledge'. I actually don't know what the orb looks like. It's just that the characteristics you described, 'containing a lot of information related to spells and magic', and the fact that it has received special attention from the Lord of Change, who even sent one of his eyes to the real universe, made me make this guess. I don't guarantee the correctness of this guess... I can't guarantee it."

"The Orb of True Knowledge?... That's enough. Absolutely enough." Russell smiled and held the blood-red orb tightly in his hand. He turned around, his gaze passing through the cabin and layers of rusted armor, staring at the Eye of Mystery.

"If your guess is correct... or rather, it is very likely to be correct, then all doubts will be explained."

Russell exhaled lightly. He could sense in his heart that the Lord of Change's gaze had shifted away from the Eumenides and was looking elsewhere. The Orb of Truth in his hand was struggling even more violently.

The Staff of Tzeentch is an artifact unknown to most people that belongs exclusively to the Chaos God Tzeentch.

Generally speaking, the strength between Chaos Gods is always in a dynamic balance, but long ago, long ago, Tzeentch, the Lord of Change, once ascended to the top of the gods.

His power aroused the fear and jealousy of other gods, so the Chaos Gods including Khorne united to target Tzeentch. After a shocking conspiracy against the God of Conspiracy, Tzeentch's staff was shattered.

The fragments of the god's staff were scattered throughout the galaxy, and it is said that psykers were born from them.

The Lord of Change was weakened as a result. He no longer had the power he had in his heyday, but he was no longer envied by the gods.

"If this thing is really one of the main fragments of Tzeentch's staff, the 'Orb of True Knowledge', it can explain why He cares so much about the small flagship of the Death Stalkers. The things on this ship are indeed of great significance to Tzeentch..."

Russell lowered his head and looked at the pupils of the orb in his hand, which kept turning. He understood clearly: "Even if all his plans in other places fail miserably, as long as he can find the orb of true knowledge, it will be a complete victory for Tzeentch."

However, the resolution of one doubt was accompanied by the emergence of a new doubt, namely: the weight of a single Orb of Truth was already so heavy, but in the previous Zerg naval battle, Coroniai did not even find any Tzeentch demons on the battlefield, and even the suicidal boarding of the Soul-Eating Venomous Bees on the alien space fortress was not blocked by any evil magic of the Warp.

The only explanation is that the Lord of Change has deployed his demons somewhere else.

Combining the information he had overheard from Magnus before, Russell learned that Tzeentch had reached some kind of cooperation with Khorne, and he used his "bravest warriors" in exchange for the support of the Khorne demon army.

In his chaotic thoughts, Russell tried to analyze the current situation:

"Tzeentch opened his Eye of Mystery and sent the Thousand Sons and his Ascended Primarch Magnus to seize the Eumenides. Normally, such a lineup would be enough to show how much Tzeentch values ​​the Eumenides, but considering the importance of the Orb of Truth on this ship to Tzeentch... sending only a Daemon Prince and a large number of Chaos Warbands shows that he does not value the Orb of Truth enough, far from enough."

"If you want to ask where the Tzeentch demons and Khorne demon armies are deployed by the Lord of Change, the only possible location is the crystal planet next to the ruins of the Necromancer Pyramid. There is a webway exit in the core of this planet, but..."

"Where exactly does the webway lead to? What kind of importance does it have to be worthy of Tzeentch to invest a large number of troops in it, and even reduce the importance of the Orb of True Knowledge?"

We have sorted out the information so far and can only deduce so far based on the information Russell has. Further analysis requires intelligence support.

Russell let out a long sigh and smiled at Magnus. The Red Devil's breathing had calmed down a lot and the blood dripping from his chest had solidified.

"As expected of the Wizard King, even if it is a vicious curse that poisons the essence of the soul, it is not difficult to break it as long as you have time - although this curse was cast by you yourself."

Russell said, looking around with interest. The Red Letter Warriors were paralyzed on the ground because of the void he had opened before. The only hundreds of remaining Thousand Sons wizards quietly dispersed while Russell was thinking, forming a faint all-round siege on him.

"But you should have recovered your ability to move, right?" Russell walked up to Magnus with some curiosity. "Why don't you try to stand up? It's not your style to remain so weak and ugly in front of your children for a long time."

Magnus's answer was very honest: "My legs are weak..."

Chapter 147 Tombstone Gate

Under the gaze of the Eye of Mystery, the Zerg fleet that covered the sky and the sun swept past the flare in a mighty manner.

Although they are both psychic creatures, the swarms constructed by Coroniai with spirit bones and biomass are not as afraid of the Void Hole floating in the Supreme Heaven as Magnus is;

It would be better to say that Coroniai has become accustomed to the fear and torture that penetrates deeply into his soul, and has developed an incomprehensible attachment to this despair that can drive any intelligent creature crazy.

...Slaanesh could probably find a lot of common ground with it.

Just as Coronia's vanguard tentacles approached the ruins of a pyramid floating in the orbit of a crystalline planet, a communication signal marked as "friendly" but not very friendly was connected to the Zerg's psychic network.

"Coroniai? What are you doing here?"

There are some subtle emotions in Gray Wind's words:

"My survey of the pyramid ruins went smoothly. I have confirmed that this is a cutting device used to cut through the etheric realm, which is the so-called barrier between reality and illusion. This should be a stargate built by the Necrons that uses the subspace instead of 'hyperspace' to travel at super-long distances and at super-light speeds..."

Anyway, my work is going well and I don't need any help for now. What are you doing here?"

Koroniai spread his hands and said, "I know, but the master has personally ordered all the insect swarms to come here. What can I do? I listen to the master the most."

"The Marshal's mission?" Huifeng was a little confused.

"Yes, it's just the master's mission." Koroniai nodded happily. "And your survey results of the pyramid ruins are outdated. The master already knows what the arch structure shaped like two crescents is."

"Huh?" Huifeng was even more confused: "He already knows?"

"Well, the monks of the Order of Truth calculated the coordinates of the subspace 'sound-absorbing cotton' through the data packet you sent..."

Koroni controlled the swarm of insects and continued to sail towards the carbonized crystal planet. He repeated to Gray Wind what had happened not long ago and finally said:

"In short, the master concluded that the archway shaped like two crescents is a Necromancer creation called the 'Tombstone Gate'. The Necrons used it to cut through the etheric realm, thereby forcibly opening a gap in the Old Saints' Webway and forcibly invading the Webway."

Gray Wind suddenly realized: "So that's why. No wonder the arch itself has very obvious signs of long-term operation, but the space where the pyramid is located does not have the slightest instability after being cut. It turns out that the original location of the 'Tombstone Gate' is inside the star core..."

Even though his doubts were resolved, Huifeng still felt a little lost.

The work of the Order of Truth is worthy of praise. Although the head of scientific research died unfortunately, this weak organization nurtured by Russell in the past can now help him in such an occasion. The intelligence of the Tombstone Gate is also of great help in this game with Tzeentch.

These were two very good things, but Gray Wind was the only one who couldn't be happy. Because the truth about the Tombstone Gate had been revealed, it also meant that all the surveys and calculations he had done before were meaningless.

Coroniai noticed Gray Wind's disappointment, but he said nothing. He just quietly guided the swarm of insects to the orbit of the crystal planet and made preparations for war.

"My master said that the evil god Tzeentch may have deployed his demons in the Webway rift cut by the Necrons inside the planet. We need to be as prepared as possible. Although the Webway rift is completely unstable without the cooperation of the Tombstone Gate, anything can happen to things related to the Warp..."

"Okay, I understand." Grey Wind absentmindedly replied to Coroniai's instructions, moving the ship towards the orbit of the crystal planet that was already densely packed with scarlet swarms of insects.

"Really? Cheer up..." Coronie looks like she really can't do anything to you.

Just as the Gray Gu mothership was adjusting its direction, suddenly, something strange happened.

Blue-purple light beams, wrapped in surging subspace energy, shot up into the sky. The ruins of the pyramid were enveloped by turbulent subspace turbulence, and something began to move under the tombstone door.

Coroniai was caught off guard by this sudden change. A small number of biological warships on the flanks of the Zerg were sucked into the Sea of ​​Souls by the suddenly opened subspace rift, and were cut off from its will from then on:

"The 'veil' here is torn! Who is casting a large-scale warp jump spell? Or...? Grey Wind! Do you know what that is?"