Suddenly, a rotating platform appeared beneath his feet, slowly pushing him to the center of the stage. In front of him, the four evil gods stood side by side, each dressed in exceptionally comical stage costumes.
In the depths of the Warp, Li Feng's arrival caused the entire Warp's rules to completely collapse. His existence as a "Higher Dimensional Being" directly altered the fundamental laws of this chaotic domain.
The once absurd and chaotic Warp was now like being thrown into a giant washing machine; everything was rapidly reconfigured under Li Feng's unconscious mental fluctuations.
While Li Feng was inadvertently turning the Warp upside down, Magnus was dragged by an invisible force into a peculiar higher-dimensional world. Here, his vision seemed to extend infinitely, allowing him to clearly look down upon all of his past.
"What is this?" Magnus whispered, his voice filled with confusion and fear.
At this moment, a strange female voice sounded in his ear: "This is the 'truth' you always wanted, Little Magnus. Come, feel the consequences of your foolish decisions."
From Li Feng's "Higher Dimensional Being" perspective, Magnus was forced to witness a panoramic replay of all his decisions over ten millennia, like a giant documentary directed by fate.
Magnus saw himself standing in Prospero's library, clad in red robes, looking anxious. He could almost hear himself roaring at the Thousand Sons: "Our father is in danger! Horus is plotting rebellion, I must stop all of this!"
The scene gradually became clear—he saw himself beginning to prepare that unprecedented psychic ritual. He watched hundreds of thousands of Prospero's people being driven to sacrifice their lives for this ritual, watching his soul transform into a dazzling beam of light rushing towards Terra.
The camera first focused on the depths of the Webway. The Emperor was personally constructing a psychic barrier, his brows furrowed, his gaze firm, golden runic energy shining in his hands.
At the edge of the barrier, he solemnly engraved conspicuous warning words: "No unauthorized access. If you seek death, you bear the consequences."
"Why..." Magnus murmured, "Why didn't I choose a more cautious approach back then?"
Magnus's face turned pale. He clearly saw himself, seduced by Tzeentch, crashing into the psychic barrier, and the Webway being destroyed, creating a fatal rift.
And in the distance, The Emperor was furious, directly slapping his soul back to Prospero.
"I... I just wanted to warn Father!" Magnus roared, his voice filled with despair and helplessness.
Horus almost choked with laughter upon hearing this, and what he found even funnier was that despite Magnus making a huge fuss, it was all in vain.
The Emperor hadn't even clearly heard what the magical Little Magnus wanted to warn him about. Instead, he found Horus and asked him to send Leman Russ to bring Magnus back to Terra for trial.
Then, the scene shifted to the moment Russ's fleet arrived at Prospero. Magnus saw Russ's flagship attempt to send messages multiple times, trying to communicate with him, but receiving no response.
"Why didn't I respond to him?" Magnus murmured, his eyes full of regret.
"Because you thought you were superior, and Russ was just a brute, right?"
Suddenly, Li Feng's voice interjected again,
"As a result, Russ surrounded but didn't attack, trying to resolve it peacefully, but what about you? You insisted on being a quiet, aloof, melancholic god, stubbornly rejecting the chance to 'live.'"
Magnus watched as Russ finally launched an attack under the pressure of orders, Prospero was engulfed in flames, and the fate of the Thousand Sons was completely rewritten. He wanted to rush forward and stop it all, but found himself powerless to change these scenes.
"This isn't fair..." Magnus's voice trembled, "I just wanted to protect my home..."
"Fair?"
There was a hint of a sneer in the woman's voice,
"You didn't listen to your Old Man's warning back then and messed with psychic powers; you smashed their Webway, causing the entire Imperium to fall into chaos; you didn't even give Russ a chance to talk, which resulted in Prospero becoming ruins. child, you brought all of this upon yourself."
Finally, Magnus saw the moment he bowed to Tzeentch. He reluctantly accepted the "gift" of this Chaos God, becoming a Daemon Prince, leading his remnant Legion to barely survive in the Warp.
"To save my children, I had no choice..." Magnus whispered in defense.
Li Feng, however, burst into laughter:
"You had no choice? You are Magnus, the genius among geniuses! You are the one who can unravel the rules of the universe, the second-best mage in the entire universe! And what happened? You chose the most disastrous path and sold yourself to a blue squid who would mock you!"
Magnus painfully knelt on the ground, clutching his head, unable to face the endless regret. Just then, he felt a hand on his shoulder.
He looked up and saw The Emperor standing before him, his gaze filled with complex emotions. His old father said nothing, just silently watched him, as if scrutinizing, and also as if forgiving.
"Father..." Magnus whispered, his voice pleading.
The Emperor sighed: "As the old saying from our era goes... it's not the rich second-generation squandering their inheritance that's scary, it's the rich second-generation starting a business..."
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