【Nikaia Conference Hall】

Magnus felt his soul tremble.

He stood on the bright, exposed stage, like a crystal toy displayed behind a glass window, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, questioning, mocking, and uneasy.

Those...... Those villains who will only hide themselves in the audience and laugh at the Scarlet Monarch in the crowd!

Magnus thought angrily, but his anger was as fleeting as it came, and he began to become hollow, pale again, a helpless victim exposed to the spotlight.

He stared at the culprit - he at least had the courage to hide his true face in the darkness of deception!

He stared directly at the monster disguised as a soulless person, and Magnus was dizzy with a brief pause in his gaze, and he had to look away.

He saw the foolish Motarian, the rude Riemanrus, and the cruelty-looking Angron—they were all blind! Don't they know the true face of that so-called Hades?!

But he didn't have time to curse them, Magnus looked at Fogen for help, how he wished someone stood up for him, Fugen frowned sadly, and shook his head slightly at him.

…… The phoenix that doesn't work!

Magnus cursed inwardly, he looked at the angel, the angel's gaze was as cold as ice, it was like a sculpture about to break, he didn't respond to Magnus's plea, he just sat there.

Magnus's soul gasped loudly, his wandering gaze at the White Scar's Think Tank, but he saw the White Scar's Think Tank Leader looking at him guiltily, this scene was not something that Space Marines could come out to solve.

…… Why didn't the Khan come? Did he already know the purpose of this trial?

Magnus, full of grief and anger, had turned his back, and looked at the seating area of the thousand sons, whose heirs were staring at him with concern.

He can't fall.

If he falls, and one of the great psionics in the empire falls, then the study of psionic energy will fall back into the eternal night, and they will have to burn books and bury instruments.

Magnus took a deep breath, his spell-casting hand trembling slightly, if he summoned the guardian elves, would these mortals be able to understand the truth about the elves?

Chiko rarely shows their guardian elves in front of outsiders, and the beauty of these little ones is difficult for mortals to understand, but every psionic will understand their charm, and before the wise men discuss naming these subspace beings as "guardian elves", Chiko calls them angels.

"Angel", a word rich in religious connotations, irrational, so it was abandoned, there are no angels in this world, and there is no -

Magnus's peripheral vision caught a slight glimpse of the darkness that twisted and screamed in the aetheric perspective.

Well, the demon still exists, and now he is trying to return humanity to the obscurantist Middle Ages.

Hades raised the giant sword in both hands slightly, and a slight smashing sound sounded.

On the high platform, Makado's voice rang out,

"Magnus, watch your time."

In the shadows, someone frowned.

Magnus looked at Hades with a blank expression,

"The Scarlet King, silence and lies will consume the last remaining trust of the Silent Retreat in psionics."

Magnus read his unfinished words, and Hades threatened him, mocking him for draining the Empire's patience with the Psykers.

Magnus raised his voice, his high-pitched voice echoing through the hall,

[There is naturally goodwill in the vast ocean, but it is not a dull thing, and it will not open its doors to prejudiced things! 】

Hades closed his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he opened,

"Empty words, show your evidence, Magnus."

Magnus shuddered slightly, he- could he summon a guardian elf here? But isn't this just a declaration in front of everyone that the truth of the empire does not exist?!

Magnus abides by the constraints of the Empire's truth, and he does not want to tear down the Emperor's lies in public!

No, no, no, no—he can describe the Patron Elves as some kind of psionic species, through which he can form a bond with a thousand sons.

But, he's really, he's really—

On the high platform behind him, the loud thud of Machado's scepter striking the ground shattered Magnus completely.

No one supports him! Even Machado is in cahoots with that demon! So he, why can't he prove his innocence? Why deign to lies?!

Magnus took a deep breath, he raised his right hand, the lightning of psionic energy crackled, and with the wave of his hand, a circle appeared on the ground beside him.

Confused runes writhed on it as if alive.

In the audience, the archangel's eyes widened, he supported the armrests with both hands, got up slightly, and the gold and silver ornaments on his wings made a slight collision sound.

No, the archangel said softly.

The White Scar Think Tank frowned tightly and folded its arms uneasily, and behind him, all the Think Tank's faces were not good-looking.

In the rest area of the thousand sons, Ahriman and the other thousand sons stared nervously at Magnus, whose guardian elf will the father summon?

The wolf king purred menacingly.

Others who did not know psionic abilities looked at each other with curiosity or trepidation.

Hades was expressionless, the fish was hooked, he thought.

Magnus stretched out his arms as he paced, showing the people the circle of spirits, and he had chosen a quiet and docile guardian elf.

Then, he began to chant, and the Crimson Monarch's red hair was windless and automatic, and the psionic energy shone brightly, tearing through the darkness.

In normal times, the Crimson King only needed a spirit summoning circle, a thought, to summon enough guardian elves to serve a city, but his brows were now furrowing more and more, and fine beads of sweat were pouring out.

He struggled to perceive his guardian spirits, there were too many soulless people here, which weakened his connection to the vast ocean.

Perhaps he should have given up, but the failure of a simple spirit summoning spell in public was hard for Magnus to accept.

The sound of his incantation increased, and the density of the spiritual lightning around his body instantly increased.

St. Giles frowned, and the archangel clenched his fists in anger, what the hell is Magnus doing?!

Hades's eyes sank, and Tzeentch ran away? Right?

If so, Magnus would have been punished at most for lying rather than proving that he had committed a heinous crime.

Hades clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, Magnus, he thought softly, come on.

Beads of sweat rolled across his cheeks, Magnus waved his arms, which made him look more like a medieval wizard, his heart beating violently, he desperately searched for the familiar aura in the vast ocean—

On top!

"It's going to run away!!"

Kirkland's screams exploded in Volks' ears, and Volks' left leg tightly hugged the left leg of the Praetorian who had fallen to the ground and was twitching and struggling, and he pulled out a white bullet from his waist and exploded it directly.

Bang!

The thing inside the forbidden army let out an unimaginable scream,

Bjorn, who was holding the right hand of the Forbidden Army, was choked by the dust of the white bullet and coughed violently, but he still strangled the hand of the Forbidden Army Amon desperately trying to break free, and at the same time kicked the Forbidden Army with his foot.

Kim's huge body was directly pressed against the forbidden army, most of Bjorn, and half of Vaux, and the mechanical sage was slamming the forbidden army's neck with his mechanical arm.

The four of them struggled on the ground, Amon desperately trying to get up, but the remaining three would never let him get up and find his balance.

Kirkland stood beside the tumbling men, roaring and slamming his Martian axe to the Praetorian soldiers buried under the three men, and Vaux was sure that he had been mistakenly chopped twice by Kirkland.

Hauser shrank in the corner of the room, just as the Janissaries began to laugh and utter inexplicable words, and the next moment he was knocked away by King, and he saw Kirkland thrown against the wall by the Janissaries, and Volks, and the Wild Bear rushed into the room.

The wild bear was the first to rush forward, and after the explosion of a black bullet, Vaux leaned directly into the waist of the forbidden army, and at the same time the needle in his hand pierced directly into the armor that Kirkland had just torn apart.

The unsettling potion was infused and the Janissaries began to convulse, which gave them a chance, and the Bear and Vaux dragged the battlefield to the ground, and the Janissaries were thrown aside and kicked away by Kirkland.

The Praetorian roared in exasperation, and at one point he was almost on his feet, but Kim slammed it directly into it, and Hauser heard the crisp sound of bones breaking.

"One more white bullet !!"

Kirkland roared, and Vaux spat out a mouthful of blood,

"I'm running out! There is one left!! ”

"Little bastard who goes to the battlefield without a gun! Hades spits on you!! ”

Kirkland screamed, and struck the head of the Janissaries with his axe,

Vaux cursed, he had already thrown a dozen white bullets! The Black Bullet only used one!

"What are you afraid of! The Silent Sisters are coming! ”

Bjorn roared,

It can't be a Silent Nun! They need evidence, not even a video of evidence! The Soulless will banish their last hope—

"It can't be the Silent Nun!!"

Kim and Kirkland shouted at the same time, followed by Kirkland's roar,

"Blow the ground away! Blow it up!! This is the main hall below!! ”

"What are you mad about?! Kirkland! Can you blast through the floor of a defensive structure?! ”

Kim's electronic sound rattled, but Vaux saw the appendage under the great sage's red robe sticking out, holding onto it—

Dynamite.

"The whole father is above!! What are you going to do?!! ”

Bjorn screamed angrily and in confusion, but the three madmen who had come out of the Death Guard ignored him.

"That's right!!"

Kirkland screamed frantically, the sage's body trembled, and the parts and explosives fell to the ground at the same time, and Vaux suspected that the sage had removed all the parts that could explode.

Vaux realized again in despair that he shouldn't be here, but remembering Mortarian's request, he gritted his teeth and roared,

"No!! It's going to escape! We can't-"

The Forbidden Army twitched violently, and the brilliance of the psionic energy suddenly increased, and Volks seemed to hear the desperate cry of the monster,

Someone is strengthening its connection to this space!

Vaux was overjoyed, and he praised this kind and good man, and hurriedly removed all the black bullets from his body and threw them at Kirkland, which caused him to be kicked by the Forbidden Army again, and his facial bone must have been broken.

"In the name of the Immortal!"

Hades subconsciously raised his head,

Kirkland roared, and the sage fired at the hill of explosives beside the Praetorian Army, the first rays of fire lit up—

"Bang !!"

With his electronic eye, Hades may be one of the few people in the audience who can see the whole process clearly.

Time seems to be slowed down, and in an instant, countless things have happened.

The ceiling of the towering stage was blown open, and the thick smoke obscured all the images, and he saw a cloud of falling things—

Hades could tell it was Volks, a space wolf, a Praetorian Army, and Kim.

Before a question mark popped up in Hades's mind, he saw a mechanical arm stretch out from the gap, dragging Jin back from the forbidden army with lightning speed.

The light shone on the plummeting debris and smoke that fell straight down, and inside were Vaux, the wolves, and the Praetorian Army.

The place where they had fallen was - Hades looked down, and he saw Magnus who had not yet reacted to the smile of success on his face, and the circle was radiating a light that looked like it had succeeded—the center of the circle of spirits.

At that moment, the archangel stood up in horror, Dorn stood up and was about to draw his knife, Mortarion's hand was in the middle of the gun, Fogen's mouth was already open, and Corax tried to hide into the darkness.

Is this a big job for Tzeentch?

Hades thought as he raised his sword, he was the first to react as he was forewarned by Kirkland's prayers.

He watched as the mass smashed straight into the circle, and the moment they landed, there seemed to be a moment of silence, but most of them still didn't react, and Magnus finished the last note by inertia.

There was a slight explosion.

Psionic eruption!

The blue distorted figure streaked across everyone's retinas for a moment, so short that no one could tell if it was a false phantom or a reality—

Hades leaped.

The screams that had not yet come were suddenly extinguished, and the darkness lit up like fragments for a moment, and when the people looked to the center of the stage with tears in their eyes and trembling to find themselves standing, they saw the Lord of the Silent Order standing beside Magnus, who had collapsed to the ground.

The Broken Blade stood lightly at the Crimson King's side, as if it only needed a slight force......

Hades lowered his head, absolute darkness enveloping his face, and the scarlet light glared straight at Magnus.

A blinding light fell from behind Hades, creating a dazzling outline for him.

"No one else may know,"

"Magnus,"

Hades said softly, so light that only Magnus, who was panting heavily, could hear his whispers,

"But I know what the hell you're doing."

"So, Magnus, do you know what you're doing now?"

Magnus trembled as he looked at the Evoker Circle, the light had been extinguished, and he saw the Praetorian Army lying there, dying.

He breathed desperately and irrepressibly, and as the initiator of the circle, he was natural, he was natural—Magnus gasped and retched violently.

On the throne, the Lord of Humanity stood up, and a monstrous golden wave rolled in his eyes that were not angry and arrogant,

+ Magnus, are you guilty? +

————

Outside of everyone's gaze, Motarian silently kicked Vaux, who had just kicked Hades down and covered his mouth and didn't dare to moan, behind him.

The wolf on Ruth's side suddenly lay down beside the wolf king, like a small mountain.

Kim and Kirkland, who were on the gap in the ceiling, clapped their hands.

For the sake of Hades, the two of them cheered each other in binary, and by the way, the virus was also packaged into the message.

4.1k, and, yes!

(End of chapter)