Chapter 365: Run, Ma Genusi!

"You failed! You failed! You failed!"

"The Machine God betrayed himself, the Eternal Dragon devoured himself, the Dark King destroyed himself!"

"You failed! You failed! You failed!"

"Everything is according to plan."

Kairos shook his head like a crazy mental patient, spitting out fragmented words, making Zhou Yun unable to help but frown tightly.

The 4D pocket was thrown into the Well of Eternity? And Tzeentch did it?

This... Zhou Yun's expression became a little strange. Involving the 4D pocket, Zhou Yun had to raise his spirits.

And the Machine God, the Eternal Dragon, and the Dark King should correspond to Vashtorr, the Tyranid Hive Mind, and the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang.

But in Kairos's mouth, why did these three terms seem to be referring to himself?

The first two are fine, but replacing the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang to become the Dark King?

Absolutely do not want this kind of thing!

"Is this a prophecy from the Well of Eternity? Is it something that will happen in the future?" Zhou Yun asked Kairos in a low voice.

The Well of Eternity presents fate, which even the Changer of Ways, Tzeentch, cannot touch. If this prophecy came from the Well of Eternity, its reference value would be very high.

"... This is something that has already happened!"

One of Kairos's heads shouted at the top of its lungs.

"No! This is something that is about to happen!"

The other head quickly refuted him.

"This is still something that happened in the past!" The last two heads shouted in unison.

Clearly, Kairos had entered the state of one head telling lies and one head telling the truth again.

Zhou Yun touched his chin, hoping to squeeze more information out of Kairos's mouth.

But at this moment, a sharp wailing sound echoed in the void, like the sound of something beginning to shatter.

In mid-air, the *Revenge of Tizca* had almost completely disappeared, leaving only pure energy and the nine arcane focal points, as well as Ma Genusi, who was bathed in the torrent of the Warp, not knowing what he was thinking.

Those nine arcane focal points were for a time more dazzling than the two stars left behind by Ahriman. They projected complex and gorgeous light, and each ray of light seemed to contain tens of thousands of bizarre runes. Those runes pierced into the torrent of the Empyrean, dragging everything material and immaterial in the surroundings into them.

Even a star corrupted by Ahriman with sorcery was dragged toward them by the dazzling light released by the nine arcane focal points, falling into the gravity well they released, compressed into a pure psychic vortex, and merged into the arcane focal points.

A strong psychic tsunami immediately swept through everything within sight. The broken webway fragment under Zhou Yun's feet also wailed, with a great tendency to disintegrate directly.

This was just the aftermath released before the nine arcane focal points completely exploded.

Strong Warp energy had already overflowed to the surroundings. Zhou Yun understood that if they didn't run away quickly, they would also be swept into it.

He directly stuffed Kairos into the 4D pocket, and Mephiston also cooperated to pack the other six Lords of Change, along with the viscous liquid on the ground, into the 4D pocket with psychic power.

And Zhou Yun quickly stuffed Mephiston, the exhausted Guilliman, and Leina, who was in a dull state after her psychic power was exhausted, into the 4D pocket without hesitation, opened the Anywhere Door, and drilled into it.

Bathed in the torrent of the Empyrean, Ma Genusi let out a savage growl.

There were many blanks in his head; memories, knowledge, and even will had become shattered.

He was confused, he was puzzled, he felt that he was losing himself.

Ma Genusi understood that he was in danger; the nine arcane focal points, forged by who knew whom, were about to explode.

Although those nine arcane focal points brought Ma Genusi no small danger, Ma Genusi still admired the superb craftsmanship of the person who forged these focal points.

It must have used very profound psychic techniques, right? It's just a pity that Ma Genusi's brain was blank now, and he couldn't see the psychic technology applied to the arcane focal points at all.

He guessed that he might have been attacked by something, perhaps wanting to stop him.

Was it from those existences in Chaos that could be called gods?

Ma Genusi saw with his own eyes his brother Horus being corrupted by the dark existences in the Warp.

This knowledge still remained in his mind, which was filled with many voids, and was one of the pieces of knowledge Ma Genusi had the deepest impression of.

"Do you want to stop me from telling my father this news?!"

"I tell you, don't even think about it!"

"I am the Lord of... of... of... I am the Crimson King! I am the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's... I am Father's... which son am I again?"

"In short, I am Ma Genusi! The tides of the Warp should submit to my will! My footsteps will not be stopped!"

Ma Genusi roared, and at the same time, between his breaths, he constantly grabbed the Warp energy that was becoming increasingly concentrated in the surroundings.

For some reason, he seemed very close to the psychic power released by those arcane focal points, as if they were condensed from Ma Genusi's own psychic power.

Ma Genusi thought about it and discovered that both the teleportation spell and the spell that could transmit information had been forgotten by him.

Since that was the case, then only...

Ma Genusi searched in his knowledge.

If a person couldn't teleport and couldn't make a psychic call, how should they go to a place quickly to deliver important information?

Running!

A piece of knowledge emerged in Ma Genusi's head.

In 490 BC on ancient Terra, a war broke out between the Greeks and the Persians. The Athenian army fought bravely and defeated the Persian army on the plain of Marathon.

In order to bring the news of this victory to the city of Athens, the warrior Pheidippides ran more than forty kilometers in one breath, and died of exhaustion after bringing the news to Athens.

Yes, it was running!

Ma Genusi recalled again that he seemed to have seen a map at his progeny Ahriman's place.

The map marked that on Terra's satellite, the Moon, there was an Eldar webway entrance. As long as he ran out from that entrance, Ma Genusi could run to Terra.

Thinking of this, Ma Genusi immediately took off the golden armor on his upper body, exposing his scarlet body full of muscles, to reduce the weight.

According to Ma Genusi's memory, the distance from here to the webway exit on the Moon was about several light-years...

But it didn't matter!

As long as he relied on his excellent footwork and the momentum of moving forward, he would definitely be able to make it!

It was just a mere few light-years, how could it defeat his well-trained body?!

Just by looking at it, he knew that the sturdy muscles on his body would definitely not let him down!

Maybe he was originally an athlete? Or a bodybuilder?

Forget it, can't remember. No matter what, he should hurry to save his father.

Ma Genusi set his stance, and savagely injected the psychic power within his body into his legs.

Father! Don't be afraid! I'm coming to save you!

Ma Genusi let out a low growl as if cheering himself up, and then flew out with an arrow-like step.

Muscles! Roar!

Run! Ma Genusi!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 366 =====