Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

"..."

"..."

"I have an idea."

"A good idea."

The shriveling sound that was infinitely close to metal friction echoed under the old hood. The living dead that had stolen thousands of years of life were covering up another body of unknown origin, casting a shadow on the imperial warship. murmured to himself.

On its not-wide back, the [Eternal Burning Sun] composed of a Celtic round knot and a silver sun is the symbol of the Second Legion. This simple pattern tells the story of the Spider Queen's choice. The craftiness and brutality in the world are also accompanied by the high cry of the two-headed sky eagle, and they continue to expand to the Far Eastern frontier, becoming the symbol of Avalon's dominance over countless nests and worlds.

For some, this dark silver full sun symbolizes peace and stability, the gospel that ends thousands of years of chaos, while for others, it is nothing more than a false smile after a horrific massacre. It is the first clarion call of terror that the darker and cruel rule of the human empire is about to come to light.

But for Sergeant Trazin, other people's opinions are meaningless. In his eyes, this round of metal that exudes friendly light is just a simple mark printed on another of his identities. He occasionally This kind of thing with identification function is needed. After all, you can't always count on the memory of an old man, and protecting ancient cultural relics and maintaining museums consumes a lot of energy and brain power.

And this is also the reason why the Necron overlords will stay in these mortal armies for a long time. Their system has a certain orderly convenience. This unprecedented pragmatism philosophy even makes Trazin smell a little bit of the past. The lingering remnants of the Necrontyr Empire, and the halcyon days before the War in Heaven.

In addition, those generations of Dawnbreakers who unintentionally explored various tombs and ruins with him also became more and more skilled under his leadership and training. He even began to enjoy commanding them in the ruins of various civilizations. It feels like a rampage: these young new races have occasional flashes of inspiration. This is the only thing that makes them better than Trazin's old subordinates, but it is enough to make the Necron overlords fall into a temporary dislike of the old. .

If there is any flaw, it is that the Gene Mother of the Second Legion has hundreds of millions of prejudices against enthusiastic people like Trazin. I can clearly feel the boiling malice in the latter: it is a desire for destruction that can barely be compared to the fusion of countless horrific tortures that are no less than the treasures of Comoros. It is a deformed emotion that can never grow normally. .

Although I have long thought that most of the young races like this are full of hostility towards foreign races, but with such a conspicuous extreme case as the Spider Queen, even Trazin had to feel strange.

But to the Necrontyr's chief artist and critic, who was and is now, this was nothing more than a trivial matter, and he could even guess at the reason why the Lord of the Second Legion was so strange: it was obvious that the creator of these Primarchs was a He is an unparalleled genius with extraordinary imagination and mobility, as well as the ambition to burn the entire galaxy. However, his technical level is far from matching his ambition. Morgan's deformed thoughts are only a direct reflection of this gap.

But one thing is very good: although the hostility of the Lord of the Second Legion towards the undead overlord has boiled to the point where it is almost visible to the naked eye, her precious rationality still suppresses the desire for destruction, which allows her to see clearly what is left behind The value of the Necron Overlord also allowed Sergeant Trazin to retain his place in Avalon's army, and he continued his observations with interest.

Yes, when the Dawnbreakers finally reunited with their Gene Mother on that nameless world, observing the newly returned Primarch became Trazin's main activity, and he waited for this evil creation The day when all the conflicts in my body broke out, and I looked forward to getting an opportunity at that time.

The collection value of a Primarch cannot be described in any words. Even if you look at the entire Solernams Museum, there are not many existences that can compare with it: for that glimmer of possibility, a little time and a body. To the undead overlord, things that were insignificant were not within the scope of Trazin's concerns at all.

For Trazin, even if the Lord of the Second Legion expels him, he will tirelessly follow the collection that has not yet returned until the day she [changes her mind] comes: Sergeant Trazin may They disappeared along with Morgan's evil thoughts, but Father Trazin, Captain Trazin or Justice Trazin came one after another endlessly. They are enough to show the Necron Overlord's sincerity for Morgan, the top collection. .

Perhaps it was because he was aware of this possibility that Trazin, who had numerous backhands, became the first surviving alien bastard under the control of the Spider Queen. However, he could no longer touch any important matters of the legion, not even his own job. Work has been permanently [suspended].

Of course, the Necron Overlord was happy with this. Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, he had become a pathetic veteran of Terra who had inadvertently offended the original body and was thus shelved. However, in Trazin's view, the short free time could actually Let him engage in some long-lost beneficial activities.

For example...

think.

Trazin was thinking.

Think very carefully.

For others, this may not be a good thing.

In a thousand years, Trazin has rarely thought about one thing as seriously as he does now: the last time he thought deeply was about a few decades ago, in that wasteland that had been washed away by time, copying The enthronement of that golden king.

"The First Unification of Terra": That painting hung in his favorite corridor, as a sign of complacency in his individual artistic level, and as a bragging rights when he next met Orikan: This It must be useful.

And as for what Trazin was thinking about...

"boom--"

The dull sound started playing less than five kilometers away from the Necron Overlord. It was the remnant of a raid, the last step to detonate the core reactor in the orbital refinery with a scalpel-like precision strike, thus destroying those atmospheric fortresses. Means: Three Stormbirds engraved with ace feats are the hosts of this fireworks feast, and the fully armed Dawnbreaker assault team in their belly is the real drummer and flute player, accompanying the undead overlord. The involuntary melody in the computing code started a new massacre.

Trazin quietly witnessed the fortress at the top of the atmosphere turning into a wriggling mist of fire in front of him, and witnessed the balance of victory and despair tipping over without any suspense between the offensive and defensive sides. The Necron Overlord, who maintains terrifying sobriety and madness in the center, can easily see that in these few short Terran standard years, Bai Jun, who cannot even complete a formal Necron drama, In the meantime, the Dawnbreakers' tactical cooperation has made terrible progress. Their cooperation has changed from terrible mutual harm to a multilateral art for various situations. Mutual support and protecting friendly forces have become their mission. The core and most important part of tactics.

The Lord of Solenams could even clearly feel that in his calculation logic that was as cold as the tomb, there was a trace of unwillingness and pain: How could it be that in time, these sincere emotions also existed in the Necrontyr? Among the noble children, but now, he can only cherish the fragmented memories of these young races with unlimited future.

Such emotion, coupled with the feast of killing that appeared in front of him, allowed the broken fragments of the Necron that could only exist in the line of thinking to be connected more smoothly, and finally pieced together a piece of contempt that made the Lord of Solernamus smile. The past made him look at those majestic imperial warships and couldn't help but look forward to what would happen one day in the future.

Trazin remembered, he remembered what he was thinking: Oh, how careless he was, how could he forget that important person? How could he forget the Necrontyr Lord, who was the second most humorous in the galaxy after the director of Solernamus Museum? He was one of Solernamese's most desired guests.

Perhaps he could invite the great humorist and his unsightly escort with a false feast that did not exist, and then invite them to stay for a while at Sollernams. He believed that the old man was not Will reject this wonderful suggestion: Of course, all this is not important now, after all, he needs to wait for the Solernams to awaken first, which is a task that requires patience.

But right now, what he needs to care about is another thing, a small thing that is not that important, such as the huge gas planet in front of him: he remembers that this world seems to be called Miasma, or something else Weird name, but that doesn't matter, just like the world itself doesn't matter.

This gas giant is one of the many isolationists in the Aegis sector. It is nothing more than a small colony composed of a string of orbiting refineries around the atmosphere. It survives by selling fuel to the passing fleets, just in time. Stations and transfer stations are the empire's only positioning for it, and the force sent by the Second Legion is the best embodiment of this positioning: the 33rd company led by Captain Diarmuid, and A professionally strengthened naval fleet trampled this wavering human colony under its feet.

They even restored the tradition of the Dawnbreakers in a timely manner and spared the Miasma people's pitiful survival resources as much as possible. After all, from the moment they knelt down on the ground, these people had already transformed from evil to evil. The enemy becomes the property of the Queen of Dawn: Dawnbreaker's follow-up fleet will bring supplies for reconstruction, and even food scavenged from the destruction of Heldor, using cost-free transactions to make Miasma a hero as quickly as possible. A loyal servant of the Avalon Federation.

Of course, Trazin doesn't care about all this, because such conquests and gentle methods are simply countless in these days: after easily destroying the staunchest resister Heldor, with Morgan's order, Dawn The warrior army quickly dispersed, and according to the long-decided plans and responsibilities, it bit the worlds in the Aegis Sector like bloodthirsty wolves, striving to make this sector kneel before the Spider Queen as quickly as possible. Under the riding boots.

Groups of Sons of Morgan used their respective companies as units, either traveling in groups, or carrying a large number of mortal auxiliaries, and rushed towards their mission targets. The war quickly ignited, and most of them ended quickly. A steady stream of logistics fleets are coming from the direction of Avalon and Tigres, ensuring the timely conclusion of this huge operation: in control of the destruction of Heldor, the Lord of the Second Legion has learned from those who have been passed down for thousands of years. She received enough food and wealth on the corpses of the ancient family, and she generously threw them all away as a timely help that the conquered world could afford, in exchange for their basic loyalty to the new ruler.

Under the combined influence of powerful military power and abundant support materials, Manlok, the second person in the Aegis Sector, who was nine times as big as Holy Terra, quickly succumbed. All the war clans knelt on the ground. They submitted their eternal allegiance to Morgan, and the Lord of the Legion stayed in this world full of strange ruins for an extra long time, and even recalled Cortez's fleet specifically, not knowing what new plan was going on. Activity.

After the two sector giants set an example with their lives, the remaining worlds in the Aegis sector made their choices in less than a standard month of Terra. Most of the worlds were covered by the fleets of the Human Empire. When the sun rose, they gave up their last hope, and a few weaklings even took the initiative to find the fleet that had not yet reached its destination, and respectfully offered their land and people.

On the twenty-seventh day after Heldor fell into a raging fire, the entire sector became the possession of the Lord of the Second Legion. Its fertile land, which was enough to support more than a dozen surrounding sectors at the same time, would be fully utilized. It was used as the foundation of Morgan's grand plan, and more than two million mortal auxiliary troops, under the command of the accompanying Iron Warriors, began to work hard to build various solid fortresses as their future defense and supervision of this sector. At their base, there will be at least one company of Dawnbreakers and an entire reinforced fleet to carry out this mission with them, and they can also receive ten times the reinforcements at any time.

Of course, Trazin knew that this was far from enough: even adding at least ten times the huge reinforcements was far from enough. This star region that seemed to have eternal peace actually hid a terrifying opponent. Buried is one of the best military commanders in the former Necrontyr dynasty. In the eyes of this man, this post-generation war art is like a soft sand castle abandoned by children on the beach.

Trazin remembered it clearly: near the center between Heldor and Miasma, a desolate world that looked ordinary was spinning. Even the most whimsical explorer would not be interested in that world. Every glance you cast is the result of thousands of defense measures that have stood firm for 60 million years.

In that world, in that desert in the eyes of outsiders, there is a huge tomb fortress lined with towers. Thousands of elite soldiers and generals fell into a near-eternal sleep there, waiting for their master's death. Called again, or any outsider unfortunate enough to disturb them.

That world is called Gidelin. Although it is not the famous Crown World, it is one of the most famous core military worlds in the Necrontyr Dynasty. For no other reason than that its owner is the wise Zandrik. The great crowned general, one of the kind that Trazin rarely appreciates and misses: Although this kind of nostalgia always appears side by side with a strange desire to collect, it is not a big problem. He believes that Zandric will not mind this. A little bit.

But that's not the point: Trazin was pretty sure that, under the constant supervision of the Crowned General's jealously loyal guard, Giedlin might survive his long slumber, and Zandric and his army would appear sooner or later. In today's galaxy, this moment may be tomorrow, or it may be ten thousand years later. Anyway, Trazin doesn't care about specific numbers. For him, time has long lost any meaning.

What really matters is, what will happen when the crowned general wakes up and his army appears out of thin air in the fatal soft belly of mankind...

Another wave of fluctuations passed through the calculation logic of the Necron Overlord. His consciousness network told him that it was a happy emotion that was almost gloating: such emotions will only become more and more at this moment, because no one is better than always. The sober Lord of Solenams understands better that Gidelin is just part of a huge force, and General Dai Guan is just the vanguard general of a terrible dynasty. Their awakening will not be a total disaster, but The opening song of a great catastrophe.

Of course, this is for humans.

After adding this crucial point in his mind, Trazin waved his hand, responded to the Dawnbreakers who greeted him, and continued to think about his idea.

He had been planning this idea for a very long time: after he met the Primarch for the first time, and then saw where the so-called [Avalon] was, his core that had been running for tens of millions of years The processor just kept pushing the idea.

This constantly retreaded idea revolves around a fatal, ridiculous, absurd reality: how its adjectives are entirely because of the position of the person who looks at it, at least in the eyes of Trazin, it is ridiculous It's just like the Necrontyr's home planet was chosen by an unconscious star god, which affected Chiyu Land and received a short-lived curse, which then affected the history of the entire galaxy. It's so ridiculous that one can't help but doubt that everything is happening. It's a weird reality from a third-rate novel.

Perhaps in the eyes of humans, the world called Avalon is a very good home planet, a heart that is both remote, mysterious and lonely, and the only master of the Far Eastern frontier: but the Necrons know that right there There are places farther east in Avalon, which Morgan has not yet explored, in the desolate star area north of the Gulf of Damocles, where a huge Crown World sleeps.

Golden Mandala: This name symbolizes a great dynasty of the undead. It symbolizes the Sotec dynasty, which ranked third in strength among all the people in the past. It has the most powerful legion in the eastern part of the galaxy, sleeping in A The Golden Mandala World next door to Wallonia.

The dozens of tomb worlds under the control of the Zotech Dynasty are scattered all over the Far Eastern Frontier: just like the Geed Grove is in the Aegis Sector, other large and small tomb worlds are filled with Damocles and other tomb worlds. In the eyes of the Lord of the Second Legion, a place like this in the North or Triple Star Region is nothing more than the future core of her ruling area. It is a weak area that does not need to be worried too much, but it is precisely here that Suotai sleeps. The army of the Ke Dynasty is sleeping with soulless killers who can wake up at any time.

For a moment, Trazin even wanted to hide this secret forever, and then record the performance of the Primarch at that moment when he heard about the awakening of the Sotec Dynasty army forever in his collection: this kind of creation The quality will certainly not be the highest, but it will be enough for visitors with such taste.

But he knew that this was impossible: the Primarch was far more sensitive than he expected, and the rule of the Sotec dynasty on the Far Eastern frontier also left countless traces that could not be erased. As long as the Primarch was given a few more In a year's time, she would discover the existence of the Sotec dynasty herself, and, driven by her astonishing drive of hatred and caution, would unearth more secrets of this ancient dynasty.

But now, Morgan is still in a state of uncertainty, still in a state of confusion, groping for the door to the secret room that is just around the corner. This is a fleeting opportunity, which will bring a sinful reward. This would be achieved in a side-stepping action that is less recognized by other Necron.

Of course, he had to consider another possibility, one that could bring more benefits and fun, and be more attractive to the non-existent heart of the undead overlord: maybe he could use this news as a bait , as a suitable disguise, as the source of an invisible transaction, to allow the ignorant Primarch to walk into the track he arranged, and the end of this track will definitely be the best resting bed in Solernams. , and eternal peace.

After all, who could refuse a Primarch to serve as the crown diamond of the Solenums Museum, which would take his lifelong career in the protection of historical relics to unparalleled heights: in comparison, Sotec The little privacy issue of the dynasty is something that does not need to be really considered at all.

Anyway, with the territory and expansion speed of the Avalon Federation, sooner or later they will discover the strange existence under their feet. All Trazin has to do is seize the gap in intelligence and use a few vague words to exchange for what he wants. Those practical benefits he wanted: he was good at it.

Of course, as said before, this will be a long plan, an operation measured in centuries, a hunt with countless baits: he will not take the final step prematurely, after all, although he does not He didn't care about the ambition and desire of the human lord, and he was not more curious about the results of the Great Crusade, but he knew very well that once this plan was really implemented and exposed, nothing would stop the army of the human empire from breaking through Soller Namsi, in front of that strange lord of mankind, Trazin is not completely sure to hide his precious museum, nor is he confident enough to believe that the Nihilak dynasty can block the crusade from all over the galaxy.

Perhaps by then, his compatriots may be more willing to kick him out and take the blame: they've already wanted to do that.

Therefore, he would rather wait, he would rather start this plan quietly, starting from letting the master of Avalon realize that a neighbor is sleeping underground in his country. He will choose a suitable time to start this game. Then exit at the right time, transforming from a short-term actor into a long-term audience.

Trazin knew that this would not be easy, and would definitely encounter obstacles: not all of the Sautec dynasty was asleep, just like the third-rate crappy prophet who was unwilling to return to the stubborn exhibits of Solenams, The most sinister and dishonest of all the Necrontyrs and Necrons: Orikan, of course, they also call him the Astrologer.

Orikan is also a figure from the Sautech dynasty, and his low loyalty is enough to allow him to tear the latitude of time to prevent the slumber of the Sautec dynasty from being destroyed: maybe he is doing this now, but Trazin is He is not afraid of this at all, on the contrary, he is looking forward to the duel between the Astrologer and the Primarch, and also looking forward to the duel between the Astrologer and him, just like he is looking forward to his duel with the Primarch.

Because the Endless One saw a strange fate, the current from his thinking network made him believe that after this series of duels ended, the stand named [Stargazer] in the Solernams Museum would definitely There will be no more emptiness.

Thinking of this, the Endless even felt a false excitement after a long absence: the two greatest exhibits, and the one even better for Orikan, not to mention the world of the Sotec dynasty, but there are some He is quite excited about the souvenirs. In the face of these final rewards, what is the privacy of the Sotec Dynasty?

If they really overthrow because of this, it only means that one of the powerful overlord dynasties in the past can only be reduced to a part of the Necrontyr's terrible natural selection. In the eyes of today's Necron, any The losers are not worthy of fundamental sympathy: What's more, from the beginning, Trazin never thought about the possibility of the destruction of the Zotec dynasty. The background of the Necrons is far beyond what humans can match, and the Primarch They will only notice a few things wrong from him. What will happen next depends entirely on Morgan's personal ability and performance. The Endless One will only faithfully record all this and enthusiastically guide him in the wrong direction.

If the Primarch was really stupid enough to believe his words, then she would never find the Golden Mandala in her life: after all, Trazyn is still a Necron, and he will not betray his true interests... maybe .

And if the Primarch chooses to trust her own judgment...

The sense of the unknown is the greatest essence of a drama: Orican, that unartistic fellow, will never understand this, and he will surely destroy it.

This will be a showdown, a thrilling, long-lost showdown, a series of exciting trios: he will first have to engage in an invisible guessing game with the human Primarch, and then the Lord of Avalon will realize that a When the ancient neighbor exists, he will make misleading remarks in a doomed interrogation, stopping human exploration in those smaller worlds, which may be insignificant, but have several Solernams Museum. Lost items, as payment for Trazin's hard work.

Then, the showdown with the Astrologer is the real highlight. He will accurately record all the actions of this arrogant gentleman who wants to reverse all this. This is not easy. Neither he nor Orikan can make a fuss. It was too big, and no one wanted to recruit the Three Holy Guards. Before this limit, their duel was an unruly competition that transcended common sense and morality.

As for Orikan and the Primarch... no matter what story happens between them, it has nothing to do with him. He is looking forward to the defeat of any one of them, and that person is most likely Orikan. The Records of Body and Shame would become the finest collection in the Solernames Museum, he swore.

Such a triple drama will be more interesting than any boring ancient plot, and the price is just two or three ordinary tomb worlds of the Sotec dynasty: with the shallow knowledge of humans, they will be confident that this is the Sotec The whole of the dynasty was gone. As a result, not even the Three Holy Guards or the overlords' trial meeting could raise any more questions.

Yes, that's it.

The last line of thought was fed back after a brief flash. The Lord of Solenums proudly summarized his plan, and began to be eager to talk to the Primarch again. He knew very well that that was his The first step in planning.

And when it all begins, so will his harvest, and nothing can stop it: who will see through his plans in the shadows? The Orikan who always messes up? Or the incredibly immature Primarch?

Ha, they will all be defeated by him.

No one could predict all this in time, and no one could stop it.

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"What did you foresee again?"

[A broken future, an interesting spoiler, among the millions of battles we have planned, that turning point is inconspicuous, but has a unique purpose. 】

"Number two?"

[Yes, you know, among all creations, she has the lowest starting point and the most tortuous road. We haven’t even found out where her important turning point is for a long time, so we can only make general calculations. Of those few, she had already weathered the first of them, which would give her a long period of comfort. 】

[On this point, Zhuang Sen really contributed a lot. 】

"But you didn't tell him."

[Silence is sometimes a reward. Whether it is my No. 1 or No. 2, they all need my silence at this time, because it means trust and safety, or the comfortable time that No. 2 has always longed for, and she is enjoying this. 】

"It's also the last time of peace."

"Strictly speaking, we have not found the turning points of most of the original bodies. Countless chess games only increase the possibility of future changes, and the variables between them are similar."

[But No. 2 is different. We have only reasoned out one route. Although it is the most difficult one, it is also the only option that is beneficial to us in countless duels, which is poisonous wine in the desert. 】

"I doubt that she can complete this entire journey. Apocalypse, she is incomplete. Under her rationality, she is a fragmented snowflake. She cannot withstand any heat and brute force. You were too radical when designing her. You were too desperate when you gave up on her, and you were too rough when you rescued her. You shaped No. 2 into a twisted multi-faceted prism. Maybe we need to keep an eye on her at all times to prevent her from failing to make it to the next turning point."

[We have no time, my friend. To focus on any one creation means opening a new battlefield before those destroyers, spreading our limited energy among their endless desires, and ultimately being dragged back and forth alive. collapse. 】

[I won’t do that. The time that allows us to relax a little is over. I don’t plan to stay with creation more. Even on other things, I must shrink my energy and put all possibilities Accumulate in front of the primary goal. 】

"Are you quitting the Great Crusade?"

[Not now, maybe decades later, or even longer, I will select a general to take over my responsibilities. Among my creations, there are those better than me, and they will prove their strength. 】

"I think that person will be Horus."

[Same opinion. 】

"Don't praise him too high, Tianqi, he is not as strong as he looks, and no matter how fierce the wolf god is, he cannot always stand on the top of the mountain and withstand the storms on all sides."

[Horus will not let me down, I am sure of this. 】

"Then let's move the topic back to No. 2. Since she has passed the first danger by the side of [Double-edged Sword] according to your ideas, how do you plan to solve the second danger? indivual?"

"Through Jonson, we weakened the influence of the cunning eagle on her. Although this weakening is not complete, the eagle is not our real enemy, the poisonous snake is. You and I have already seen it. He stays On the side of No. 2’s soul, refusing to leave.”

[Poisonous snakes are indeed a problem, my palm bearer. I have never thought that a powerful power of destruction would be so patient. But the longer and longer His silence is, it means that His final ambition is even grander, so grand that I even You cannot give up the existence of No. 2, because then giving up itself means losing everything. 】

"Is it like the most unsuccessful games between us?"

[No, it's worse. 】

"I can't think of a worse possibility: every time we decided to keep No. 2 longer, she would bring the game into complete disaster, which happened a dozen times in total, until we decided Leave her damaged."

[But in the thirteenth time, the ending is not bad, is it? 】

“We can’t take chances just because of one case.”

[Then what are we doing now? 】

"..."

"You always convince me."

[It’s just about catching the loopholes. In our chess game, every mistake only symbolizes an opportunity, because the second time is death. 】

"Okay, so how do you plan to solve No. 2's next problem?"

[Remember what I said before, use the spoiler, and then let No. 2 realize the seriousness of the problem, and she will find a way to solve it. 】

"Are you sure she will still be trustworthy by then?"

[The fire in her heart is more luxuriant than you imagine. She may go crazy, she may betray, she may wake up, but she will never be desperate. This is doomed. 】

"Don't jump to conclusions at this time, Tianqi, do you remember the fifth deduction about No. 2? That was the worst one. She killed the Uncrowned King and the Invincible Fortress, and also ate you and me. With five chess pieces, you will face the final person in the worst possible state."

[I think the worst thing is the twelfth time. Can you imagine the scene where the double-edged sword and the iron general work together to crush the palace wall? But at that time, I was dragged by her, and you fell at her feet. 】

(Uncrowned King-Guilliman, Invincible Fortress-Dorn, Double-edged Sword-Jonson, Iron General-Ferrus)

"...So I said, Apocalypse, you either give her up, or don't conduct controlled experiments from the beginning. A Primarch who has devoted herself to the Endless Ocean, she can easily set off a bigger storm, especially in the When she succumbs to those ruinous futures."

[I know all this, my friend, and I can confess to you that I have thought about this issue very seriously. I have spent three games thinking about her future and its impact on us. 】

"Yeah, she only sided with us three times. She failed once and succeeded twice, but you didn't seem satisfied either time."

[That is not a success I can accept. 】

"But you can't change it, or maybe you've thought more about it?"

[Everything is a trial, my friend, just like these chess games of ours, they are priceless but meaningless. The future will never be exactly similar to any of them, but it is There will definitely be some fragments between them, allowing us to get a glimpse of some possibilities. 】

"So, you focus on No. 2 because she left the most dangerous place possible."

[Yes, before we get the fourteenth outcome of our game, I would rather believe in the thirteenth victory, because she is following this path at this time, and according to this step, the next step requires my personal activities. . 】

"Are you going to the Far Eastern Frontier?"

【Always go there once. 】

"To Avalon?"

[No, go to Nostramo. Set off now. I will order Legion No. 2 to march north. They have just conquered the Aegis Sector. They only need to pass through the Gurgrad Protectorate, which is Nostramo. , we will meet in the void of that world. 】

"Only her?"

[I will take Dorne, Ferrus, Fulgrim and Lorgar with me. You know, Dorne and Number Two have an inexplicable connection. They will always become friends. 】

"Then you will deliver the Blind Dark One into her hands."

[Yes, this is the most suitable choice at present. 】

"She won't be happy about it."

【Can't help her. 】

"You should know, Apocalypse, that this semi-forced adoption will bring some unimaginable consequences, and the situation between the two of them may be worse than we imagined."

[I know, my friend. 】

[If we go to Nostramo earlier, I will indeed make everything as gentle as possible, but now, it is too late. The night has taken shape. Although it is not solid, it requires a sufficiently arrogant one. bright. 】

"No matter how long it takes, No. 2 can hardly be called the light. She lacks that kind of heart."

[This is not the problem. Since she can be so unscrupulous with the power of thousands of people and faces, then when people regard her as a light, they cannot help her. This is a natural backlash. 】

"Is this also part of your plan?"

[No, this is part of that brutal salvation you were talking about, specifically, one of the two cores, the other being my gift to her soul. 】

"What's the meaning?"

[She's more of a normal human at heart than her brother, which becomes especially apparent when those emotions finally return, which does her a lot of good. 】

"What's the benefit?"

[For example... rule. 】

"..."

"So, Avalon Federation..."

[Part of the plan. 】

"Too?"

[Yes, she can’t help it. 】

"I think I understand why number two's chess piece is called that."

[You should have understood earlier that she lived up to her title in every game, didn't she? 】

"Indeed, so this time, it's my turn to use her?"

[Are you planning to use her again? 】

"Of course, let's open up the fourteenth possibility as soon as possible, but first, let me see if I should use No. 2. I did forget a little about her role. Fortunately, this name is still so eye-catching..."

"killer."