Macragge's Glory.
In the dazzling red light, the elevator descended to the deepest part.
The Regent and Felix arrived at a cabin made entirely of iron and stained with dried blood.
It was a courtroom.
A place where extremely dangerous things are handled, the walls are engraved with runes and scattered silver rings are nailed to the ground.
"Do you think that guy will come?"
The Regent inquired as the hatch slammed shut.
Felix was a little skeptical: "Sir, that's a bit unbelievable. After all, he is the biggest liar in the universe..."
"I believe in my brother."
Regent Guilliman said this with a smile on his face.
"Lord Guilliman, I am ready..."
The Regent's ally, the Eldar prophet Natas, came over.
He glanced at the Grey Knights and Primaris around him: "The thread of fate has been read, though the coarse minds around here make it difficult.
But if everything goes well, you can interrogate the demon."
With the sound of chains clashing, the demon prisoner and his guards appeared in people's sight.
The prisoner was trapped in a stasis field where time no longer existed, his skin a sickly pink, his skull twisted with horns, his mouth full of fangs.
Even more distorted were his yellow eyeballs, with two compound pupils spinning under the irises, foreshadowing endless changes.
Natas hesitated. "My Lord, the demon that bound this man is a fragment of the Great Transformer. Truth will never escape its lips, even if it speaks the truth."
"He will answer, and He will have to..."
Guilliman seemed to have received some information and was very sure: "That bastard must tell the truth in order to salvage something."
The learned brother told him many things.
It gave him a deeper understanding of the situation in the Warp and the Galaxy, and gave him more confidence in the plague war against his fallen brothers.
The demon prisoner began to laugh when he saw Guilliman.
"That man has been devoured by me, becoming a part of me, a part of the Lord of Change. There is no room for redemption, just like in the past."
The demon prisoner continued, "He is beyond saving, and neither are you, my little mortal leader..."
"Let's get started."
Guilliman ignored these words, too lazy to get entangled with the demon.
The runes on the Grey Knight's armor shone as he chanted a spell in ancient Gothic, which included the demon's true name.
After hearing the name, the demon seemed to be in extreme torture, struggling and slapping the cage that held him.
"No, curse you, son of the abomination!"
However, the Grey Knight's incantation became louder, and the demon's roar filled the entire space.
The terrifying Chaos evil energy grew thicker, and some weak-willed Space Marine Librarians fell down and were immediately carried away.
Suddenly, the clash of spiritual energies came to a sudden halt.
The demon prisoner struck a twisted pose, black tears streaming from his eyes:
"Ask, O son of the cursed, and nine questions may be answered, like the perfect holy number of nine."
"Here I come!"
Guilliman forced a smile.
That event actually happened, just as the Messiah had prophesied.
The regent, already prepared to ask, stepped forward and asked, "Where is Mortarion?"
Deep within the demon prisoner's consciousness, the will of the Lord of Change restrained his desire to deceive because he had made a promise to tell the truth.
Almost unchangeable.
He knew what the Regent would ask, and he would give him the correct answers to guide the direction of the war.
Everything is going as planned.
The Lord of Change's consciousness revealed the truth: "He will be waiting for you in Yax soon. There are eight more."
"What does he plan to do?"
"Kill you. Seven more questions."
Guilliman continued to ask: "How to kill?"
The Lord of Change's consciousness: "Use disease to honor the Lord of Plague, master of seven and three. Six."
"Yes."
Guilliman flipped through the parchment in his hand, looked at Felix, and a look of joy appeared on his face.
The Great Changer's answer was exactly the same as his brother's prediction, and it all echoed the prediction!
Guilliman slowly raised his head and looked at the demon prisoner with Felix and others. There was an inexplicable look in his eyes and his smile seemed mysterious.
???
The will of the Lord of Change found that things were starting to go wrong and were a little out of his control.
He suddenly felt as if he was being watched and teased.
"Will my brother Leon be able to wake up?"
Guilliman suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with the current situation, since his brother had already predicted the Plague War.
Then he can ask more questions that he cares about.
"Yes...yes, soon. Four questions."
The Will of the Lord of Change was a little confused and answered this question with difficulty.
Guilliman took a deep breath and asked a question about his dead brother: "Where is Rogal Dorn now?"
"Sub-subspace! Four left!"
This answer made the Regent feel relieved. It seemed that Dorne was still alive.
"No, how can you ask that?"
The Lord of Change panicked, things were completely out of control, and He wanted to end or destroy this contract.
Guilliman considered what to do with the remaining response.
He still has so many questions to ask.
Soon, the regent asked again: "How to resurrect Sanguinius?"
The Lord of Change's consciousness hesitated whether to answer or forcibly destroy the contract.
Given the extremely difficult conditions for resurrecting Sanguinius, it would be nearly impossible to accomplish.
So He settled on a vague answer: "To resurrect Him requires..."
Just when the Lord of Change was about to give the answer, he suddenly felt an extremely terrifying shock.
The vibration came from the Crystal Labyrinth, and its source was the Well of Eternity.
If the energy within the Well of Eternity completely explodes.
That empty palace will be completely destroyed, and one's own essence will suffer irreparable serious trauma, or even perish!
"No!"
There was unspeakable fear in the eyes of the demon prisoner.
The Chaos God lurking in the depths was frightened, even ten thousand times more frightened than when he faced the cursed.
boom--
The Lord of Change destroyed the contract at all costs, and the demon prisoner turned to ashes in an explosion of colorful flames.
He left, leaving Guilliman and the others looking at each other in bewilderment.
"Is my question too difficult?" After a few seconds of silence, Guilliman asked in confusion.
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The turmoil caused by the Well of Eternity was extremely terrifying.
Ron clearly felt that once the power contained in it was fully unleashed, it would be enough to destroy the entire secret library.
It may even cause unknown changes in the real universe!
Not to mention the danger involved, this is the most precious property of Tzeentch, the Lord of Change, and he really wants to blow this thing up.
Wouldn't Lao Deng have to fight with me to the death?
What's more, I'm still on someone else's territory, I'm afraid I'm doomed...
"*****,goodbye!"
Ron reacted in time, suppressing the next words and not asking the terrible question completely.
Then quickly evacuate from the wellhead area.
The next moment.
The Well of Eternity seemed to have erupted with a strong desire to survive, stopped exploring the issue, and began to work hard to calm the turbulence of the magical water.
Then the entire area slowly stabilized and returned to its previous state, as if nothing had happened.
Seeing this, the weaver crows circling in the air returned to their original positions one after another, still somewhat frightened.
"It's too dangerous! Curiosity kills the cat!"
Ron held his breath and walked out as if nothing had happened, a trace of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Just now, he almost achieved an unprecedented and brilliant achievement in mankind's fight against chaos - blowing up the Crystal Maze.
That would probably be more exciting than burning the Garden of Nurgle, but it would be a bit more life-consuming.
And the impact is unpredictable.
"It seems that the influence of higher-dimensional existence is still there, otherwise there wouldn't be such terrible turmoil."
He thought to himself, "According to this line of thought, then my soul, which comes from a higher dimension, is naturally higher-level than all the beings here?
This may be one of the reasons why my subspace essence, the little sun, is so powerful."
Ron quickly walked in the opposite direction of the Well of Eternity to prevent the Weavers from reacting and finding him.
I don't want to touch the secret of the Well of Eternity for the time being, so I'd better leave it to the Lord of Change to explore.
If the Big Blue Bird really discovers the secret one day and knows that its destiny is controlled by a higher dimension, I wonder if it will become depressed?
Or maybe there is no such thing as a secret at all.
Not long after.
He left that mysterious area and entered a deeper hidden space.
…
Hall of Conspiracy.
Numerous large black round tables form an open space, providing a place for discussion about the existence of the secret library.
Those Tzeentch demons who have observed fate or found key clues will come here collectively to discuss and conspire.
Use the most unfathomable cunning to confront any enemy.
Therefore, the most conspiracies and tricks in the universe are brewing here, and every statement or plan made may affect hundreds of millions of lives.
It plunges a planet or even an entire star region into chaos.
Or it will cause the mastermind of the conspiracy to go bankrupt and fall into a deeper tragic fate.
This is not uncommon in the realm of the Lord of Change. The damage of conspiracy is two-way, and from a certain perspective, the chance of failure is greater than the chance of success.
Everything is going according to plan!
Even so, those Tzeentch demons still enjoy it.
"Ga ga ga!"
Seven or eight Tzeentchian demons gathered around a black round table, whispering and passing information and opinions to each other.
These guys formed a temporary conspiracy group, working towards a common goal, trying to negotiate and plot a more sinister and vicious plan.
Their target is a wealthy planet in the Savior's territory.
It was a challenge. Many weavers had failed on that planet before, and their conspiracy had suffered a complete defeat.
This further piqued the interest of other knitters.
"I possess the deepest secrets of a high-ranking official on this planet.
He is from the family of the Cotton General, and secretly had an affair with the wife of another high-ranking official, and gave birth to an illegitimate child..."
The weaver in the darkness made a dull sound.
"There's a problem with the shield energy core of the administrative capital there. It will become stagnant at some point, and it will take a longer time to repair.
If something happens to the Tech-Priest in charge of maintenance."
Another weaver's voice shrilled.
"I discovered an even better secret..."
Another Weaver said, "The Plague Lord's corrupt church has already sown its seeds on that planet and is lying dormant."
These Tzeentch demons spoke one after another, revealing more secrets and finding the connections between them.
To weave a perfect conspiracy that is linked together.
They tried to detonate all the conflicts on the planet at once and set off a terrible chaos while the Saviors were fighting the plague.
Let all those involved struggle hard, draw swords against each other, and create a huge chaos.
This will allow corrupt churches to take advantage of the situation.
Even if the planet's defense force eventually destroys it, it will be seriously damaged.
The Tzeentch demons were extremely satisfied with this conspiracy and were discussing more specific implementation details and timing.
A knitter is full of confidence:
"Perhaps, we should leave some hints to provoke the damned Demon Inquisition in the Savior's territory..."
"No, we should leave behind blasphemous texts about the Savior, letting him know how powerless he is against the conspiracy!"
A Tzeentchian demon with scars all over his body said fiercely.
He hoped to avenge the harm done to him by the savior and the demon-eater to eliminate the fear and humiliation.
"Quack, I agree."
The big crow's suggestion was approved by everyone, and people kept praising it.
The conspiracy has reached perfection.
"I think... this rotten conspiracy has no chance of success."
Suddenly, a shadow that had been here all along, silent, spoke up, destroying the harmony.
"Lord of Change, what qualifications do you have to question me?!"
"Give me a reason!"
After hearing this, the Tzeentch demons all cast angry glances at the arrogant guy.
If the other party cannot give a reason that is convincing enough, they will be despised and besieged by all conspiracy participants.
"Because, that's what I said..."
Roan stepped out from the shadows and appeared in the sight of those Tzeentch Daemons: "I, the Savior and Primarch of Hope, say that this conspiracy is doomed to fail.
Who is for and who is against?"
He had been listening to the guys plotting loudly and couldn't help himself.
Rather than waiting for the conspiracy to happen before dealing with it, it is better to block it directly at the source. It would be best to make these crows completely lose the idea of spreading conspiracy on that planet.
???
"Savior, you...why are you here?"
"Don't come over here!"
"Quack!!!"
The Tzeentch Daemons immediately exploded when they saw the Primarch of Hope, the Savior, the Demon Eater.
What is going on?
How could the Savior reach the depths of the Crystal Maze? Was he defeated by the Cursed?!
The Tzeentch demons fell into even greater panic and no longer had the desire to discuss. They flapped their wings and flew into the sky in all directions.
They wanted to stay away from this powerful being.
However, the appearance of the savior still caused a chain reaction, and the big devil on the black round table around discovered the abnormality here.
Some powerful beings surrounded them, with a hint of caution in their eyes.
Ron wasn't too worried about this.
Because his guards are about to arrive.
roar--
A ray of flaming light crashed down.
Baru led many great demons and rushed in here, violently knocking away all the surrounding beings.
"roll!"
He slapped the weaver closest to him and knocked him down.
"madman..."
Such unbridled power made many Tzeentch demons take a step back.
They all knew the name of this fate-weaver - Crazy Baru.
That guy was promoted to one of the top ninety-nine high-level demons under the Lord of Change at an extremely fast speed, and the number nine was enough to prove his strength.
Most Tzeentchians are decent people, engaging in conspiracies or sneak attacks, and are elegant and civilized.
But Baru is different.
They don't look like followers of the Lord of Change at all, but more like those Blood God's reckless lunatics.
Anyone who messes with that guy will face endless troubles. There will be no conspiracies or sneak attacks, only direct critical hits.
If you grab them, you will be beaten until they die.
One of the top fifty weavers provoked Baru and was beaten hundreds of times in a row, and finally had to beg for mercy and reconcile.
This also made everyone more wary of him.
After all, no one wants to be blocked by a guy like this every day. How can they research the conspiracy then?!
The atmosphere in the conspiracy hall became silent with Baru's arrival. Some Tzeentch demons silently moved away, leaving this madman to deal with the savior.
Afterwards, a piece of news spread quietly.
This made the Tzeentch demons look shocked or surprised.
The news suggests that the Savior is a guest invited by the Lord of Change, perhaps part of that being's grand plan.
After hearing this news, the great demons of Tzeentch no longer had much intention of attacking the savior, and even avoided him.
So as to avoid being involved in the plan of the Lord of Change.
These followers are well aware of the Lord of Change's capriciousness and would rather fight the Blood God's lunatics than participate in that being's plans.
Because too many examples have proven that the gift of the Lord of Change only brings tragic fate.
Too many followers have been cruelly teased, fallen down at the moment closest to success, and turned into hateful and unconscious monsters in torture and distortion.
There is a reason why the Lord of Change has a bad reputation.
Even my own people can't stand it.
The eyes of the Tzeentch demons looking at Baru were filled with admiration, ridicule, and pity, and they even felt a sense of superiority that their wisdom was higher than the other party.
Poor madman, he had fallen so easily into the plans set by the Lord of Change.
"Savior..."
Baru ignored those guys and strode to the front of the savior: "You have received the knowledge given by the Lord of Change, and you must leave here!"
"Okay, let's go." Ron nodded.
It seems that the All-Changing Healer and the Great Wizard have obtained the knowledge they planned, and it is indeed time for them to leave.
Otherwise, if they stay here for too long, there is a risk that the two will be completely ruined.
After I get back.
I probably have a better potion to cure the plague, which will enable me to deal with the plague in the Savior's territory more quickly, and also remove the traps set by the Nurgle forces.
Then go support Brother Ji in Ultramar.
Under the protection of Baru and many great demons, Ron swaggered out of the conspiracy hall as if he was at home.
There was no hindrance.
Afterwards, he found the All-Changing Healer and the Great Wizard and took them out of the Crystal Maze.
Returned to the real universe.
…
at the same time.
"No, what happened?!"
The Lord of Change rushed back to the Crystal Maze at almost a desperate speed.