Chapter 121: Tzeentch: Bro, Are You Sure Your Prophecy is Correct?
And at this moment, within the realm of Khorne, Khorne, seated upon his Brass Throne, also stood up. DOOM was slaughtering his daemon legions; the Greater Daemons who had fought for him for countless years were actually unable to stop this single individual before them.
No one had ever penetrated so deeply into his domain; not even the other three Chaos Gods could do it.
And faced with the deaths of his other Greater Daemons, Khorne showed not a trace of heartache.
After all, these daemons were just a part of his power. As long as He existed, he could recreate them by spending some time and wasting some power.
And the stronger DOOM was, the more he admired him. If he could obtain DOOM, then perhaps he would have the ability to completely suppress the other three gods and become the most powerful one.
Khorne hadn't moved his backside for who knows how many years. His mountain-like body now actually stood up from the Brass Throne.
Khorne reached out and drew his great brass sword, which burned with flames.
At this moment, He pushed His divine authority to the absolute limit.
The God of War, the God of Courage, the God of Slaughter.
And Doom remained unmoved.
He just slaughtered single-mindedly, from time to time using the weapon in his hand to shoot at Khorne.
And the targeted Khorne actually felt a trace of pain. How many years had it been? Who knew how many years it had been since he had last felt pain.
"Good… excellent! He is the best follower I have been searching for… Even in the face of my full power, he shows not the slightest hint of fear!"
This was what Khorne was thinking at this moment.
Continuously firing, Doom pounced towards the mountain-like Khorne. The enemy before him was much larger than the Icon of Sin he had once destroyed, but like Khorne, his mood was also exceptionally excited.
Khorne's great brass sword struck DOOM's body directly. But although he was sent flying, DOOM showed no signs of injury. Instead, the fist in his hand glowed with a bloody red light.
But just as the leaping DOOM was about to engage Khorne in battle, DOOM suddenly vanished…
The time Lucan had paid for was up, and DOOM could no longer exist in this universe.
Khorne's full-powered strike slammed heavily onto the ground.
The great brass sword cleaved a bottomless chasm in his own daemonic realm, and countless Khornate daemons fell into it.
The resulting shockwave turned a large number of Khornate daemons to nothingness in that instant; only His Greater Daemons could barely withstand this impact.
Looking at the vanished DOOM, Khorne found that no matter what method he used, he could not sense his presence.
Even Khorne could not figure out the reason for DOOM's disappearance. The battle lust Khorne had just built up had nowhere to be vented for a moment, and the entire daemonic realm began to tremble because of it.
"Find him! No one can leave my domain at will! Find him for me!"
Khorne couldn't remember the last time he had been this angry.
The daemons under his command began to search every corner of his realm.
And Khorne's overwhelming rage even affected the endless Warp.
Whether it was the other three gods, other minor gods, or even the God-Emperor, they could all sense his anger.
This made all the Chaos Gods feel incredibly curious, but they didn't know what had happened.
Only the God-Emperor and Tzeentch had some inkling. The Emperor had actually witnessed the appearance of Doom; he knew all this was because of Lucan, this sojourner.
He hadn't expected Lucan to bring him more and more surprises.
Even he was curious about DOOM's existence.
The other party was simply too powerful, his level of existence terrifyingly high. And most importantly, the other party seemed to be a human, a human who could be so powerful without relying on psychic abilities.
The God-Emperor had lived through that so-called Golden Age. Even during humanity's peak, no one could achieve such a thing with just their physical body.
Those humans of the Golden Age who were already approaching psychic ascension, genetic ascension, or machine ascension could not compare to him.
For the God-Emperor, DOOM's physical state was the state he most wished humanity could reach. The other party could even permanently kill these daemons.
And in Tzeentch's domain, his Crystal Labyrinth, his constantly changing body was sensing Khorne's anger.
Even He was curious about Khorne's overwhelming rage.
When he had once tricked Skarbrand into betraying Khorne, Khorne hadn't been this angry.
Countless threads of fate flowed before His eyes. Even a "god" could not escape His foresight and calculations.
But this time, He was surprised to find that He had failed.
Whether in the Warp or the material universe, everyone had their destiny. But this time, no matter how hard Tzeentch tried, he could not find a matching thread of fate.
Even his prized divination failed to work.
He could sense that the Cursed One (the Emperor) was involved behind the scenes, but the thread connecting to him was exceptionally thin.
This meant that the God-Emperor was only playing a supporting role in this matter.
And on the human side, besides Him, who else could make Khorne so angry? Incredible.
Just as Ian had once tried to perform a divination on Lucan, although Lucan was in the Warhammer universe, he was independent of the Warhammer universe. In a sense, Lucan himself was a higher-dimensional being.
Any divination on him was ineffective. Coupled with the fact that the God-Emperor was using himself to cover Lucan's Warp projection in the Warp, it meant that all the Chaos Gods had not noticed this suddenly rising individual, Lucan.
Tzeentch could grasp the present and the past, but he could not truly grasp the future.
He found no useful information from the past and present. Then, he summoned his greatest daemon, Kairos Fateweaver.
This two-headed Greater Daemon of Tzeentch was the only one to have ever emerged alive from the Well of Eternity, which even Tzeentch dared not enter.
After coming out, he showed signs of aging, which should not appear in a daemon, and his consciousness also began to become insane. But he also gained an ability that even Tzeentch could not grasp: the ability to see the future.
Nine Scribes of Tzeentch constantly surrounded Kairos, recording the prophecies he might utter at any moment. Looking at the madly babbling Kairos before him, Tzeentch also felt a headache.
Who would have thought that the power to grasp the future would be mastered by a Greater Daemon under his command…
But who was to blame for this? Tzeentch himself, for not having the courage to jump into the Well of Eternity.
He tried to have Kairos use his ability to foresee.
He had Kairos foresee the future.
But the mad Kairos showed an emotion of fear. His two bird heads uttered incomprehensible whispers. Only after Tzeentch infused a large amount of his divine power into him did Kairos's state stabilize.
"What did you see, Kairos?"
"I… I saw an existence that devours all… No, it is not only a devourer but also a creator…"
A devourer? The Tyranids? Tzeentch certainly knew of the existence of the Tyranids. But how could a devourer also be mixed up with a creator?
Just as one of Kairos's heads finished speaking, the other head then said:
"I also saw a figure, slaughtering all life in the Warp. He was standing on my corpse… not just all Warp creatures… even the Cursed One was killed by him."
This made Tzeentch even more confused. I vaguely guessed this figure was related to Khorne's anger, but wasn't the Cursed One on the same side as him? Otherwise, how could their threads of fate be connected?
Of Kairos's two heads, one spoke the truth, and the other would speak an equally believable lie. Even Tzeentch could not completely understand.
And Kairos usually only spoke twice. But at this moment, his two heads actually spoke at the same time, something that had never happened before.
"I saw… I saw the end of the world… I saw an unknown machine… it draws energy from the Empyrean, and everything turns to nothingness… Not a trace of energy can be found in the Empyrean, and all the stars in the material universe have been detonated."
This left Tzeentch completely stunned.
Bro, are you sure this is what's going to happen in the future? Tzeentch refused to believe anyone could achieve such a feat.
He even began to suspect if Kairos's ability had malfunctioned.
Tzeentch liked change, controllable change, even some uncontrollable change. But the change Kairos had prophesied was simply too out of control, too far beyond imagination.
(End of Chapter)
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