Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

The Crystal Maze is to Tzeentch what the Gardens of Nurgle are to a loving father, and the Six Circles are to Slaanesh.

This is the realm of the Lord of Change, and unlike the realms of other Chaos Gods, there are no demonic warriors to defend the Crystal Maze. The labyrinth full of deception and conspiracy is woven by magic, and the dazzling crystal structures reflect scenes in nine dimensions at the same time. Anyone who enters the labyrinth will have their senses distorted by such bizarre sights, their motives will be destroyed, and they will fall into boundless madness and despair.

Even the most brilliant minds can get lost if they can't find the right path.

And if we can get the guidance of some insiders, such as the Red Devil Magnus, the difficulty of crossing the crystal maze may be reduced...

Yet Russell never asked Magnus Tzeentch how to get home, nor did he need to. The powerful annihilation energy of the void destroyed all the crystal prisms wherever Russell passed, and the 9 different dimensions reflected in the prisms were also torn into pieces.

This is a conceptual crushing, enough to make Tzeentch shout: This guy's narrative layer is above mine.

Russell stepped on the fragments of the crystal screen and came all the way to the center of the maze. Here stood a fortress, an 'impossible' fortress that no adjective could accurately describe.

The buildings in the fortress are constantly changing every moment. Doors, windows, patios, every entrance opens greedily like a hungry mouth, while at the same time it is always closed to prohibit all entry.

The Lord of Change is at the heart of the fortress, and so is the God of Plague.

A dark crack opened in Russell's palm. He forced open the closed door and walked in through the main entrance of the fortress.

But while entering the fortress, Russell suddenly stopped. He turned around and looked at the equally fragmented Nurgle Garden with a slightly suspicious gaze through the fragmented crystal maze.

The Breakers' fleet hovers over the Gardens of Nurgle, where they have been feasting on the decaying earth, using the Disintegrator as a tableware.

However, the moment Russell broke through the crystal maze and pushed open the fortress of the Lord of Change, all the high-dimensional warships stopped their 'dining' movements.

As if they had received the same order, all the boundary breakers gave up on the delicious food that was already in their mouths, and rushed here like crazy.

"Damn it, the Boundary Breaker is intoxicated?" Russell couldn't quite understand the reason for the Boundary Breaker's abnormal behavior. Is it because Tzeentch's Labyrinth is more delicious than Nurgle's Garden?

Or is there something else inside Tzeentch's fortress that is attracting them?

"The fact that Tzeentch dares to intervene in this dispute shows that he must be fully prepared for this, otherwise, as the god of trickery, he would never be so rash... But what bargaining chip did Tzeentch prepare? What is it? What gave Him the courage to face me again after losing one eye?"

A familiar feeling crawled into Russell's heart, which made him very annoying. Tzeentch is such a guy, you never know what tricks he has done behind your back or what plots he has planned. If you accidentally fall into it, it will be an endless whirlpool.

That's why Khorne has developed the habit of beating Tzeentch when things happen.

It would be nice if Russell could be as straightforward as Khorne, but after all, he is just a mortal at heart and cannot truly look forward or backward. Therefore, at the door of the Fortress of the Lord of Change, Russell hesitated.

Fortunately, this hesitation only lasted for a moment, and Russell immediately took steps and broke into the interior of the fortress.

"Every second of thinking provides an opportunity for Tzeentch's calculations, so give up thinking."

Russell tore apart the unpredictable city walls and fortresses with his hands. Countless books collected by the Lord of Changes were flying in the deepest part of the Crystal Maze. A vast sea of ​​knowledge and written symbols flowed in the gap between time and space, but Russell could not even say a word. No attempt was made to identify.

All he wanted now was to pick up a pot of boiling water and pluck out Tzeentch's bird feathers.

When the ninth gate was also annihilated by Guixu, Russell came to the center of the Fortress of the Lord of Changes. This is the center of the Crystal Maze. The nine spiral towers imprison every thought fragment from every intelligent creature. Endless knowledge and ideas are siphoned here from every corner of the universe.

And the final destination of these countless thoughts, ideas, and knowledge is a strange place called the Well of Eternity.

It was a vortex that was both huge and small, as big as the universe itself and as small as a quark. Fragments of thoughts from all over the universe are constantly turning in this vortex, turning and pouring into the well, reaching the end called eternity.

Above the Well of Eternity, Russell saw an abstract throne composed of crystals, halos, and geometric color blocks.

"So that's it..." Seeing this scene, Russell suddenly realized.

Russell raised his head and stared at the twisted mass of flesh floating in the center of the whirlpool that was constantly changing its shape. Eyeballs, snake scales, feathers... The characteristics of any creature can be seen from this mass of flesh. This is the true form of Tzeentch. , the ever-changing Lord who changes into different forms every moment.

"No wonder you came out to face me with confidence, and no wonder the Boundary Breakers rushed here desperately as soon as they saw me opening the gate of Qin Fortress." Russell looked at the ever-changing Lord of Changes and sneered softly. road:

"It turns out that the [Eternal Throne] has fallen into your hands."

Tzeentch did not answer Russell's question. The eyeballs and tentacles on the sarcoma squirmed and landed on the center of the Well of Eternity, above the Eternal Throne.

The weak Nurgle was buried in the vortex of the Well of Eternity, covered in endless knowledge and words, while the Lord of Change sat on the Eternal Throne.

Russell stared at Tzeentch on the throne and walked around, figuring out the cause and effect of this matter in his mind:

"Tzeentch has revealed the coordinates of three relics to me before, which shows that he knew the location of multiple relics in this universe from the beginning."

"The Tyranids obtained the head of the Aether Dragon, and the King of Khan was located on the green-skinned home planet of Armageddon. These coincidental facts may have been Tzeentch's arrangement from the beginning..."

"On this basis, the escape of the extra-dimensional warlock is suspected to be the work of Tzeentch. It was Tzeentch who released the boundary breaker, and it was Tzeentch who led the high-dimensional invasion. Everything is Tzeentch's conspiracy."

"Because Tzeentch is not afraid of being eaten by the Breakers at all. He already has the Eternal Throne."

The Eternal Throne is an extremely special relic. It is an extra-dimensional port that can give life to true eternity. Sitting on the Eternal Throne means that you will always be in a reality without fear, miracles or endings.

Tzeentch used the Eternal Throne to permanently anchor his existence. Even the natural enemies of energy creatures - high-dimensional invaders, could not kill Tzeentch sitting on the Eternal Throne. In the end, only other Chaos forces were eaten dry. , and the Lord of Change is eternal, and Tzeentch will dominate the family.

When Russell came back to his senses, the crystal maze outside the fortress had been automatically reorganized, and the boundarybreakers who rushed towards the Demon Realm of Tzeentch were turned away.

Only the weak Nurgle was left in front of the Well of Eternity, Tzeentch on the Eternal Throne, and Russell with a playful look on his face.

"Tell me, can I break the eternity brought to you by the Eternal Throne?" Russell asked softly.

The twisted sarcoma on the throne squirmed a few times, and a genderless voice came from it:

"You'd better not do this."