Chapter 435: Malcador

What if this old man before me is the one who inadvertently carved the Double-headed Eagle emblem?

"Who are you? What is your purpose in coming here!"

Although these two questions are very common and a bit dim-witted, there are no other questions to ask besides these two.

One can't exactly ask, "Have you eaten?"

That would be quite awkward.

The old man draped in a black robe did not answer immediately, but thought for a moment.

"Me? As you can see, just an ordinary old man."

"What purpose could an ordinary old man have? I just thought this gate looked quite nice, so I came over to take a look!"

After speaking, the old man smiled and walked to the Star Gate, gently stroking it.

His eyes were full of regret and pity.

"It's truly good. If this gate had existed back then, perhaps everything would be different."

As he spoke, the old man looked at Ye Cang.

"My name is Malcador, canned boy."

"I suppose you haven't heard of me."

"But you don't need to think too much about it; I'm just here to take a look at this gate."

Ye Cang did not speak.

His brain was buzzing now, aching severely.

Malcador!

How could he possibly have not heard of him?

Malcador the Sigillite.

The second Perpetual, aside from the golden big guy.

The Chancellor of the golden big guy's Empire, one person below, ten thousand above!

His existence was extremely important to the Empire; he left an indelible mark on the history of the Empire, and the administrative system he built allowed the subsequent Empire to stubbornly endure for 40 millennia, holding out until the return of Old Thirteen.

He single-handedly founded departments such as the Inquisition and the Assassinorum, and he himself served as the first Grand Master of the Assassinorum.

At the same time, all matters of the Empire, large and small, passed through his hands; during Horus's Great Birthday Celebration, he sat on the Golden Throne for the golden big guy.

This allowed the golden big guy to go and fight Horus, and by the time the golden big guy finally returned, he was already exhausted.

Even so, Malcador still used his last bit of psychic power to awaken the golden big guy, and when he left the Golden Toilet, he completely turned to dust.

In the end, he was granted the title of Hero Malcador by the golden big guy.

No, wait, how did this old man appear here?

This is impossible!

Could it be... a conspiracy of Tzeentch?!

"Zhizi..."

"Present!"

"I ask you, you won't be affected by any external factors, right? Even that kind of unknown factor."

"I will not!"

Zhizi's answer was categorical.

But Ye Cang was not reassured.

He shouted for the system again.

"System."

【Hmm?】

"I ask you, you won't be affected by any unknown external factors, right?"

【Unlikely, why are you asking this?】

The system was somewhat puzzled.

Ye Cang sighed softly, "I now suspect the Dimensional Wall has shattered."

System:...

Speechless, he had already said it n times before.

The Dimensional Wall would not shatter; why does he keep thinking about these useless things?

【Don't overthink it, the Dimensional Wall won't shatter.】

【Even if the Dimensional Wall really did shatter, that's not something you can handle.】

【Understand?】

"Not really!" Ye Cang shook his head, then pointed at Malcador standing beside him.

"Since you say the Dimensional Wall can't shatter, then please explain to me where Malcador the Sigillite came from!"

【Malcador?】 The system was puzzled, then fell into silence.

【Hmm... this... the Dimensional Wall really hasn't shattered; why don't you communicate with him?】

【See what exactly is going on!】

Ye Cang did not speak, but rolled his eyes.

Immediately, he said to Zhizi: "Zhizi, scan this planet for any information regarding the words 'Tzeentch', as well as 'Lord of Change', and the number nine."

"Oh, and where I am currently, and whether my mind has been affected by unknown factors."

In just a few seconds, Zhizi provided a response.

"No information regarding Tzeentch, Lord of Change, or the number nine has been detected; you are currently located in the Lyra constellation of the Galaxy..."

Ye Cang did not listen to the rest of what Zhizi said.

Since he had not been influenced by Tzeentch, then the Malcador before him was real.

It was just that he did not know from what point in time this Malcador came.

Malcador looked at Ye Cang, who had been silent for a long time, and stepped forward to pat his shoulder.

"I already told you not to think about who I am; you don't know me."

"Besides, I don't even know how I got here myself; you can think of me as a visitor from beyond the heavens—no, that's not quite accurate."

"It should be a visitor from outside the Universe."

Ye Cang remained silent.

Malcador was actually not avoiding him at all; why was this?

Was his immense strength his source of confidence?

Malcador, the second Perpetual besides the golden giant, also possessed terrifying strength.

He could use psychic powers to easily kill Horus while surrounded by Sisters of Silence and protected by anti-psychic armor.

If that is hard to understand, then let's use another example.

A person whose limbs are all bound, whose mouth is gagged, and who is in a half-dead state—even so, he would only need to blink his eyes to destroy an entire planet.

Ye Cang suddenly felt that things were becoming difficult.

At the current stage, Malcador counted as a great deity to him.

He could neither defeat him in a fight nor outmatch him in a debate.

Unless he became a Fourth Generation God Body and mastered the Quantum Field.

But up until now, he had only taken one-tenth of the steps on the path toward a Fourth Generation God Body.

Just as Ye Cang was deep in thought.

Malcador spoke again.

"Don't think too much, canned boy."

"You and the Emperor are truly the same; you always think so much, and the decisions you make are even the same."

"The Expedition of the galaxy."

"It's a pity you are not the Emperor; you are just you."

When he said this, Malcador instantly aged quite a bit.

"I don't know how the Emperor is doing now, or how the Empire is doing."

"I want to go back; I worry about the Emperor, worry about the Empire, and worry about those brats, the Primarchs."

After hearing Malcador's words, Ye Cang began to feel puzzled.

Given Malcador's power, shouldn't he be able to go back?

He should be able to...

After thinking for a moment, Ye Cang spoke up: "Actually, I have heard of you, Sigillite Malcador, hero of the Empire, the Emperor's closest friend."

"I remember your psychic powers are very strong; could it be that even with psychic powers as strong as yours, you cannot leave this Universe?"

Once these words were spoken.

A flash of surprise appeared in Malcador's eyes.

He had heard of him?

Where did he hear of him from?

The doubt only flashed through Malcador's mind for an instant, because he already understood why Ye Cang would have heard of him.

He revealed a meaningful smile.

"Canned boy, I cannot leave here."

"First of all, my psychic powers cannot be used."