Chapter 996 Have you heard of it? ． ．
"Oh? Do you really think that the price Carlos and I gave you is the same? Why don't you take a closer look?"
Kayon hesitated for a moment, then shrugged indifferently. He cast his gaze at the surrounding space and noticed something strange after a while.
Carlos simply transformed the figures of the people Kayon cared about and promised him that these people would stay with Kayon.
Kayon doesn't like that kind of abruptness. It's like you personally buried the old dog that has been with you for more than 10 years, and then one day the dog climbed up from the grave and ran to your door to bark. .
But what Tzeentch showed Khayon was different.
With a slight hook of his finger, a sound came out of the picture on the left side of Kayon.
"The Thousand Sons have never betrayed the Emperor! I beg you, my lord, to calm down! I will personally take you to our father to explain!"
Khayon, dressed in red armor, knelt down on one knee to Leman Russ. His armor was full of scars and his breathing was rapid. Leman Russ in front of him was also sweating, with an expression of approval and surprise on his face.
The Wolf King pointed at Khayon with the tip of his ax and said, "You are pretty good, take me to see Magnus, that little bastard who made a mistake."
Under the leadership of Khayon, Leman Russ met with Magnus, and after some exchanges, they understood that Horus had changed the Emperor's orders.
Prospero was not bombed and remained a cultural treasure gleaming with knowledge.
"This. This." At this time, Kayon was so shocked by this picture that he didn't know what to say. The content was full of loopholes, and it was simply a story that could only be made up by a naughty boy.
How did he stop the furious Wolf King? And how did you make Magnus, who kept himself at home, willing to go out and talk?
Kayon's wisdom allows him to understand countless ancient curse seals, but it does not allow him to fill in appropriate explanations for these loopholes.
But this was not the only scene that surprised Kayon. More pictures emitted sounds beside him, attracting him to watch one after another.
"You bastards! Where is Mefitari!"
The sound of rage resounded under the dark spiers of Gemo, and Khayon, wrapped with psychic lightning all over his body, blasted the magnificent and gorgeous disciples to pieces.
"Stop that damn monkey!" a pale-faced Dark Eldar noble screamed, and his guards rushed towards Khayon with poisoned spears and sharp blades.
But Khayon only raised his hand slightly, and the surging spiritual energy crushed these cruel guards to death, and their spines were pulled out and used as spears.
No Dark Eldar could stand a second longer in front of the furious Khayon. They died in droves, like wheat knocked down by the storm.
Finally, Khayon found Mefitari deep in the palace.
"Mefitali." Two different Khayons called out with the same emotion. Under the extremely heartbroken gaze of the other Khayon, the Khayon in the picture held the scarred Mefitari in his arms.
"Is that you? Khayon?"
Mefitari's voice was hoarse and unpleasant due to torture, but in Khayon's ears, it was more touching than any other natural sound.
"It's okay Mefitali, I'll take you home."
Just when Kayon wanted to see what would happen next, the scene suddenly stopped and suddenly switched to when the arrogant and bold Ahriman cast the scarlet letter spell.
Ahriman wanted to use this dangerous spell to free the Thousand Sons from the pain of flesh distortion. He chanted the incantation loudly, asking for the power of the warp to come here.
Khayon suddenly appeared in the ceremony, scolding Ahriman for his audacity and disrupting the casting of his spells. In the end, the Scarlet Letter spell failed to take effect, and the Thousand Sons did not turn into ashes. Although the flesh and blood distortion still existed, Khayon was convinced that he could find a solution to the legion's problem.
More and more pictures were displayed in front of Kayon in fragments, which could not form a logical timeline at all, but more like a temporary idea of a hammer here and a stick here and there.
On the front foot, Khayon saw himself supporting his sister as she struggled to learn to walk in the hospital. On the back foot, he and Abaddon embraced each other warmly to celebrate the complete victory of the Thirteenth Expedition.
"What on earth is this?" Khayon couldn't help but ask, and Tzeentch answered him patiently.
"This is your regret, your unfulfilled unwillingness. Don't you want to live another life and reverse your mistakes?"
Kayon was shaken in his heart. He had just rejected Carlos because everything that was supposed to happen had already happened, and even the resurrection of the dead could not fill Kayon's feeling of indebtedness to them. But now that Tzeentch has given him a chance to repair his mistakes, Khayon can use his prophetic advantage to guide this regretful universe toward the future he wants.
"No. I won't agree." Kayon shook his head, "You will probably deceive me with a bunch of false fantasies. When I am in the most favorable situation, I will wake up, surrounded by the distorted mirror you laughed at my stupidity. ”
"No, no, no. I swear to you, this will be true."
"real?"
"Really, a solid reality, a timeline and destiny line that unfolds just for you."
"It still sounds like a ridiculous fantasy."
"When my plan comes true, the old world will collapse and a new world will unfold. What I promise you is a place in the new world, where you can do whatever you want, even if you eliminate me in your world line That’s fine too.”
This statement confused Kayon, "If you are eliminated from my world line, will you be safe? This doesn't sound like it is in your interests."
"No, no, no, by then I will sublime and become the true master of my destiny. All unrealized and realized destiny lines will not be entangled together and slowly unfold depending on various changes. Instead, they will be free and parallel. Spread out, each line can fully extend its past and future. I can exist on this line or on that line. I will be infinite, and my sacred number will be negative infinity. All numbers to positive infinity.”
This statement made Carlos, who was huddled in the corner, feel excited. It turned out that his great master actually had such a grand goal. This was something he could not even imagine.
Unfortunately, Khayon was not the Great Demon of Tzeentch. Although he was surprised, he lacked the emotion of admiration. He seemed to be convinced by Tzeentch, stretched out a finger and said, "Last question, how are you going to do it?"
"You and Magnus are really alike. You are curious about everything and want to explore everything." Tzeentch couldn't help but narrowed his eyes as he assessed the risk.
"At least I respect knowledge and don't want to be above knowledge like my arrogant father."
Tzeentch chuckled a few times, and then whispered to Khayon, "Have you ever heard of the End of Time?"