Chapter 358: Love you, my child

"Ahriman! Don't save me! Do what you should do!"

"What is the situation? Ahriman! Where did the Primarch go?"

"Why did other brothers become puppets without consciousness? Do you know what's going on? Ahriman?"

"Who did it! Who harmed our brothers to become like this? Return my legion!!!"

Ahriman was almost driven crazy. His power armor was full of bullet holes and burn marks, and the disc under his feet had died for a full nine.

And beside him, the four resurrected Thousand Sons warriors looked at everything around them blankly, crazily asking Ahriman what was going on?

Why were they standing on a broken Webway in the blink of an eye?

Why did other brothers become puppets with souls trapped in power armor?

Who is the enemy they are fighting now?

Facing these questions, Ahriman's choice was... silence.

He was like a mute, but the words spoken by the four resurrected warriors still kept attacking his heart, making him feel the tearing of his soul.

"Are you ready? Professor A!"

A playful voice rang out from afar. Ahriman stared at the bastard who was both beastly and vicious with his eyes splitting.

Zhou Yun smiled and put his hand on another Rubric Marine caught by the Fat Tiger Daemon.

Zhou Yun had repeated such tricks for a full four times...

He would catch a Rubric Marine, resurrect him, and throw him into the Warp torrent beside him, letting Ahriman save him.

Then he would take the opportunity to shoot Ahriman, and the Astartes under his command would also take this opportunity to launch an attack on the positions guarded by the eight great sorcerers and Rubric Marines.

He even calculated it deliberately. Every time he threw the resurrected Thousand Sons warrior, the distance was just right for Ahriman to rescue.

Ahriman couldn't do anything about Zhou Yun, and he couldn't even withdraw the Rubric Marines.

Because no matter what, Zhou Yun was really resurrecting the Rubric Marines.

If he could save one of his brothers, Ahriman was willing to put himself in danger.

It's just that Ahriman couldn't say how long he could hold on.

Can only hope that on the side of Kairos, Magnus, and Abaddon, one side can achieve the victory they promised, to support him.

Suddenly, Ahriman heard a sharp cackle bird call. He felt the power of the Changer of Ways flowing on the battlefield——————

"Throw it!!!"

Before Ahriman could feel it carefully, Zhou Yun's voice suddenly rang out.

The Fat Tiger Daemon threw the resurrected Thousand Sons warrior into the Warp torrent.

Ahriman rushed out of the barrier hurriedly.

"Roar!!!"

Guilliman, who was stepped on by Kairos, let out a low roar of pain.

Almost the moment Guilliman was about to cut off Kairos's head,

The spell woven by Kairos's eight spells increased by a large margin inexplicably, as if some power from a higher existence was manipulating fate on the battlefield.

More and more negative emotions kept surging from Guilliman's heart, not just the negative emotions after his resurrection,

Those deeper, ancient sorrows, pain, self-blame, and struggle accumulated over the years all surged out from the bottom of Guilliman's heart.

The anger and sorrow when Calth burned pierced his ribs. The constraints, shame, and fear during the Second Empire stabbed into his legs. The resentment, guilt, and pain of failing to reach Terra in time bound his hands. The despair and grief of watching the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang burn on the Golden Throne strangled his neck. The horror, pain, and dead silence when he was killed by Fulgrim made his head dizzy.

Sharp bird calls circled around Guilliman. The strong spell rolled out all the sadness, pain, and fear in Guilliman's life.

That spell was even like a living thing, digging out the fear that was easiest to pierce Guilliman's rational city wall.

Guilliman's eyes floated a terrifying scene.

He saw the old woman with golden braids and wearing Macragge clothes, watching her burn fiercely in the fire of death, watching Curze's claws strangle her neck, watching her walk toward death bit by bit...

That was the scene that was easiest to pierce Guilliman's rational defense line in his heart, dug out by the Changer of Ways to completely crush him.

"Mother."

Guilliman struggled and roared in pain, but his body only felt a burst of powerlessness. Kairos let out a sharp laugh, and he overturned Roboute Guilliman on his body, letting this Ultramarine fall to the ground like a soft rag doll.

The fate woven by the Changer of Ways was irresistible. Guilliman's failure was destined. Tzeentch's Chief Daemon couldn't help but let out an arrogant and conceited laugh.

He raised the Staff of Tomorrow high, and the witch-fire burned fiercely.

"How dare you!!!!" An angry roar rang out from Mephiston's mouth aside.

But the moment the power of the Changer of Ways descended, it also acted on Mephiston. The two himself summoned by twisting time and space around him soon vanished in the power of the Changer of Ways twisting fate.

And those three Lords of Change fiercely surrounded Mephiston, dragging him for these few moments. But a few moments were enough, enough for Kairos to kill Guilliman.

Kairos raised his staff high, rolling the azure witch-fire and smashing it toward Roboute Guilliman.

Guilliman felt his body powerless and painful. Those dark emotions were like chains tightly binding his body, making him unable to move at all, and even his senses were melting bit by bit in pain. Looking at it, there was only sadness and darkness left.

He tried his best to raise his hand, to raise the scorching Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Sword, but his arm was cold and stiff, as if it had rotted.

But just at this moment, a pair of soft, weak hands were placed on Guilliman's arm.

Those hands were very small relative to Guilliman, and the power in them was so weak that it was not even as good as a mortal warrior of the Ultramar Auxilia.

But Guilliman felt a little bit of warmth surging in his arm.

That phantom dug out from the bottom of Guilliman's heart by the Changer of Ways to defeat Guilliman stood in front of Guilliman.

That slender, aged old woman gently raised Guilliman's arm.

Knowing that she was not the person Guilliman missed, she didn't even have a form, just a phantom woven by the Changer of Ways, a shadow, a weapon made of the fear deep in Guilliman's heart.

But perhaps the her in Guilliman's heart would do this, perhaps the Changer of Ways' spell had a little deviation, or perhaps she, even if she died, was always protecting Guilliman with her weak power.

That phantom just moved, just gently raised Guilliman's arm.

That phantom seemed to say something to Guilliman. Guilliman didn't hear it clearly, but felt the gentleness in the words and knew the meaning in the words.

"Love you, my child."

Then the phantom shattered with a bang, leaving only a tiny bit of power for Guilliman.

Kairos let out a resentful cry, knocking away the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Sword in Guilliman's hand with the Staff of Tomorrow.

Really don't know how he still had the last bit of power to raise the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Sword to block Kairos's attack.

Tzeentch also let out a resentful bird call. This was a small deviation, beyond His expectation.

But it didn't matter, everything was still according to plan.

Thanks to Khorne dragging down that cursed one, Tzeentch was able to exert His power on the battlefield.

He enhanced Kairos's spell, weakened Mephiston, and stimulated the wound on Sanguinius's body, causing the situation on the battlefield to change suddenly.

!

But that was all He could do.

Even if Khorne and the cursed one were temporarily evenly matched, Nurgle had already proven His position with actions, and although Slaanesh hadn't started acting yet, the Changer of Ways could feel His snake-like gaze staring at Him.

If Tzeentch dared to vent more power and attention to the battlefield, Slaanesh and Nurgle would definitely take the opportunity to launch an attack on His domain.

But this was enough. Fate was impossible——————

"Gah?" Tzeentch looked at the fate in front of him in a daze, watching fate quietly and inexplicably deflect.

Mephiston broke through the blockade of the three Lords of Change and rushed fiercely in front of Kairos and Guilliman.

But those two Lords of Change who were originally guarding Kairos rushed over again, intercepting Mephiston with a series of spells.

They could trap Mephiston for a few seconds at most, but a few seconds were enough, enough for Kairos to kill Guilliman.

Kairos knew that he had already achieved victory even without using his precognitive ability.

Unless the spell enhanced by the Changer of Ways suddenly weakened or even stagnated by a large margin.

Unless new hope, joy, and other positive emotions suddenly surged from the bottom of Guilliman's heart.

Unless His power and the power of the other seven Lords of Change suddenly weakened by a large margin.

Otherwise, Roboute Guilliman would definitely fall under his hands——————

Kairos suddenly found that the eight spells surrounding him had decreased by one, becoming seven spells.

"Roar!!!!"

Jainas's roar mixed with powerful psychic power rang out not far away. She forcibly tore off the head of a Lord of Change.

The psychic power she output after the dual enhancement of the high-efficiency pill and the portable pyramid was too massive. In order to control this psychic power, most of Jainas's thinking ability was consumed.

She didn't even notice the crisis happening on the side, just relying on instinct and fighting with the Lord of Change.

That Lord of Change whose head was torn off by her instantly fell apart and dissipated on the spot.

And the spell supported by this Lord of Change naturally vanished.

Kairos looked at this scene in a daze. Originally, even if one was reduced, seven spells were enough to continue to suppress Guilliman.

But for some reason, as if the number seven itself had power, Kairos felt the entire spell become stagnant, stuck, and weak.

Hiss. He himself felt a bit of a stomachache. How strange.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 359 =====