Alexander, without hesitation, pulled out the copy of Magnus' book he had obtained from the Black Library and a pair of yellow and orange shoes from his four-dimensional pocket.
[Item Name: Shoes That Can Enter Storybooks]
[Origin: 22nd Century Earth — Future Department Store]
[Production Time: 231.M3]
[Function: After putting on these shoes, one can enter a storybook, freely roam within its world, and even participate in, change, and twist the direction and content of the storybook world. Note: If the shoes are lost within the storybook world, one will be unable to leave.]
Alexander quickly put on the shoes that could enter the storybook world. At the same time, his gaze fell upon the copy of Magnus' book belonging to Ahriman in his four-dimensional pocket.
[Item Name: Magnus' book (Copy)]
[Origin: Prospero]
[Description: An immortal tome of sorcery compiled by Primarch Magnus from arcane knowledge collected during the Great Crusade. The knowledge within has been vitalized and formed an inner miniature world. Magnus' book and its copies are all entrances to that miniature world.
This copy was given by Magnus to Ahriman during the Burning of Prospero. Its content was tampered with by the Lord of Change Tzeentch, and it was that tampered content that led to Ahriman casting the red word spell, burning his brothers to ashes.]
[Production Time: 799.M30]
[Description: No one understands the Warp better than I do!]
[Value: 999,999,999]
Its content was tampered with by Tzeentch.
No wonder Ahriman unhesitatingly handed this secret tome, which contained many powerful spells, to Alexander.
For Ahriman, this copy, tampered with by the Lord of Change, was completely untrustworthy.
Who knew how many traps and pitfalls Tzeentch had laid within, waiting for those who read the book to fall for them?
However, Alexander wasn't interested in the sorcery within the copy — he directly clicked "sell," making this copy of Magnus' book completely disappear from the galaxy.
One original, two copies; the three Magnus' books were interconnected. Now that Ahriman's copy had completely vanished, the copy in Alexander's hand was equivalent to a one-way path to the original in Magnus' possession.
Theoretically, as long as Alexander entered his own copy and proceeded through the world vitalized by knowledge, he could directly reach the original in Magnus' hand, arriving at the place of Magnus' Warp essence.
According to the Truth and Falsehood Divination Machine's judgment, this course of action was the optimal solution.
He placed the copy on the ground, then tentatively extended his foot. The pages, covered in twisted runes, melted like liquid, gently rippling.
Alexander held his breath and stepped into it.
A strange, intense feeling of oddness permeated Alexander's surroundings. He felt as if he had lost all his senses.
No, his senses still existed; it was just that there was nothing around for his senses to perceive.
In this space, his nose could smell nothing, his eyes could see nothing, his ears could hear nothing, and his touch could feel nothing.
It seemed as if everything in the world had lost its form, leaving only the pure, abstract concepts, knowledge, ideas, and the sum of reasoning that transcended the visible world and concrete forms.
Primitive, chaotic, pure information drifted in this world. This information bypassed the five senses and appeared directly in Alexander's mind in the form of knowledge.
"This is the world within Magnus' book."
This knowledge entered Alexander's mind, transforming into a voice.
"You are an intruder."
Malice. The information surrounding Alexander suddenly surged with intense malice.
It was as if Alexander's intrusion had triggered the immune system of this book world. The information surrounding Alexander suddenly launched an attack on him.
A piece of knowledge suddenly surged from Alexander's mind —
"I have finally arrived on this planet, the home of humanity and the capital of my father's Imperium."
"I had read a thousand times in books about the former beauty of this planet, and a thousand times I had heard from conversations with my father about the current misery of this planet."
"But when I saw it with my own eyes, I was still heartbroken. How could Terra, the homeworld of humanity, have become such a terrifying sight?"
"Radiation runs rampant across the wasteland, yellow sand covers the entire surface of the planet, and the last drop of water from the last ocean has been stolen by water thieves. This is a depleted and broken planet. How cruelly did those fools, called techno-barbarians, harm our mother?"
Suddenly, Alexander's senses reconnected with the information around him.
Hot wind swept across Alexander's face, sand lashed at his face, and intense radiation washed over every piece of flesh on his body. Fortunately, Alexander had irradiated himself with an adaptation lamp beforehand and was not afraid of the damage caused by this radiation.
He looked around and found himself standing on a crimson desert. This desert faintly glowed green in the deep night, clearly contaminated by nuclear radiation. At first glance, Alexander thought this was Baal.
But in the distant sky, behind a blood-red dust cloud, a clear moon, hanging low in the dim yellow night sky, told Alexander: he was standing on Terra — no, this was not the real Terra. This was clearly the Terra vitalized by the knowledge within Magnus' book.
The knowledge about Terra formed the land beneath Alexander's feet. This seemed to be Magnus' book's method of combating intruders?
After realizing this, Alexander quickly thought of a possibility.
Since the knowledge recorded in Magnus' book could vitalize an entire Terra, could knowledge about specific people also be vitalized?
Magnus' book recorded almost all the knowledge the Thousand Sons Legion could collect during the Great Crusade era, naturally including...
"He is my brother? When I first saw him, I was utterly astonished!"
"I had always thought my brothers would all be excellent scholars, wise scientists, enlightened rulers, and idealistic philosophers."
"But what did I see? I saw a wolf! A superstitious, primitive, barbaric wolf king commanding savage tribes in the icy wilderness!"
"I hoped to educate my brother, that superstitious barbarian."
"But he stared at me like a wolf — perhaps it was an illusion, but I even saw wisdom in those wolf eyes — and then he accused me of being overly immersed in those esoteric matters."
The voice of knowledge sounded in Alexander's ears again. That knowledge gradually took shape before Alexander.
"Alas, but with respect for knowledge and history, I will still record my brother's name here, hoping that knowledge about him can also bring me strength."
"He is the Wolf King from Fenris."