353 The Eternal Throne

The Crystal Labyrinth is to Tzeentch what the Garden of Nurgle is to his father, and the 6-fold ring is to Sanesh.

This is the realm of the Lord of All Changes, and unlike the realms of other Chaos Gods, there are no demon warriors in the Crystal Labyrinth to defend it. A labyrinth of deceit and intrigue woven by magic, a dazzling array of crystalline structures that simultaneously reflect the sights of nine dimensions, anyone who enters the labyrinth is distorted by such bizarre scenes, disintegrating motives, and falling into boundless madness and despair.

If the right path is not found, even the most brilliant wise men will get lost in it.

And if you can get some guidance from someone in the know, like Magnus the Red Devil, you might be able to make it a little less difficult to traverse the crystal labyrinth......

However, Russell never asked Magnus Tzeentch how to get to his house, and he didn't need to. The Void's powerful annihilation power destroyed all the crystal prisms where Russell passed, and the nine different dimensions refracted in the prisms were torn to pieces.

It's a conceptual crush, enough to make Tzeentch shout: This guy's narrative layer is above me.

Russell walked through the shards of the crystal glow and made his way to the center of the labyrinth, where stood a fortress, a fortress that no adjective could accurately describe, 'impossible'.

The buildings inside the fortress are constantly changing from moment to moment, doors, windows, patios, every entrance is open greedily like a hungry mouth, and at the same time it is forever closed against all entry.

The Lord of Change is in the center of the fortress, and the God of Plague is there.

Russell's palm cracked open in pitch black, and he forcibly pried open the closed door and walked through the main entrance of the fortress.

But while entering the fort, suddenly, Russell's footsteps stopped. He turned, his slightly suspicious gaze traversing the shattered crystal labyrinth to the equally fragmented Nurgle Garden.

The Boundary-Breaker's fleet hovered over Nurgle's Garden, having been using the Matter Disintegrator as a cutlery until then, feasting on the decaying earth of Nurgle's Garden.

However, at the moment when Russell broke through the crystal labyrinth and pushed away the fortress of the Lord of Change, all the high-dimensional warships stopped their 'meal' action.

As if given the same order, all the Boundary Breakers gave up the food they had already eaten, and they rushed towards it like crazy.

"Damn, the Boundary-Breaker has been beaten with chicken blood?" Russell couldn't quite understand the reason for the Boundary-Breaker's anomalous behavior, and was Tzeentch's labyrinth tastier than Nurgle's garden?

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

The fact that Tzeentch dared to intervene in this dispute shows that he must have been fully prepared for it, otherwise he, as the god of trickery, would never have ended so rashly...... But what kind of chips did Tzeentch have in store? What is it that gives Him the courage to face me again after being blind in one eye? ”

A familiar feeling crept over Russell's mind and annoyed him. Tzeentch is such a fellow, you never know what tricks he has done behind your back, what conspiracy he has planned, and if you accidentally fall into it, it will be an endless whirlpool.

That's why fear of abuse will develop the habit of beating Tzeentchi when something happens.

It would be nice if Russell could be as straightforward as the Sadist, but after all, he was just a mortal at heart, and he couldn't really look ahead and backward, so at the gate of the fortress of the Lord of All Changes, Russell hesitated.

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

"Every second of thinking is giving Tzeentch a chance to calculate, so give up thinking."

Russell's hands tore apart the unpredictable walls and fortresses, the countless books collected by the Lord of Change flew in the deepest part of the crystal labyrinth, and the vast sea of knowledge and words flowed through the gap between time and space, but Russell did not even try to make out a word.

All he wanted now was to bring a pot of boiling water to pluck out Tzeentki's bird feathers.

When the 9th Gate was also annihilated, Russell came to the very center of the fortress of the Lord of Change. This is the very center of the Crystal Labyrinth, where nine spiral towers imprison every fragment of thought from every intelligent being, and endless knowledge and ideas are siphoned from every corner of the universe.

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

It was a vortex that was both large and small, as big as the universe itself and as small as quarks. Fragments of thought from across the universe swirled in this whirlpool, turning and pouring into the well to reach the end called eternity.

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

"I see, that's ......" 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, eyeballs, snake scales, and feathers...... The characteristics of any creature can be seen in this mass of sarcoma, this is Tzeentch's true figure, the Lord of Change, who changes in different forms every moment.

"No wonder you have the courage to come down to face me, and it's no wonder that the Boundary-Breakers rushed here desperately when they saw me open the gates of the fortress." Russell looked at the ever-changing Lord of Change, and sneered softly:

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

Tzeentch didn't answer Russell's question, and the sarcoma's eyeballs and tentacles squirmed and landed in the center of the Well of Eternity, above the Eternal Throne.

The weakened Nurgle was buried in the maelstrom of the Well of Eternity, covered in an infinite amount of knowledge and words, and the Lord of Change sat on the throne of eternity.

Russell stared at Tzeentch on the throne as he walked around, figuring out the cause and effect of the incident in his heart:

"Tzeentch had previously revealed to me the coordinates of the three relics, indicating that he knew from the beginning where the plural relics had descended into this universe."

"The fact that the Tyranid Zerg obtained the head of the Aether Dragon, and the Khan's throne was located on the Greenskin's home planet, Armageddon, these are too coincidental facts, and may have been arranged by Tzeentch from the beginning......"

"On this basis, the escape of the alien warlock is suspected to have been done by Tzeentch. It was Tzeentch who released the Boundary Breaker, it was Tzeentch who attracted the high-dimensional invasion, and everything was Tzeentch's conspiracy. ”

"Because Tzeentch is not afraid of being eaten by the Realm Breaker, he already has the Eternal Throne."

The Eternal Throne is a very special relic, an extradimensional harbor that can give life to true eternity, and to sit on the Eternal Throne means to be in a reality without fear, miracle, or ending forever.

Tzeentch uses the Eternal Throne to permanently anchor its own existence, even the natural enemies of energy creatures, high-dimensional invaders, cannot kill Tzeentch who sits on the Eternal Throne, and in the end only other chaotic forces are eaten and wiped clean, and the Lord of All Changes, Eternal Immortal, Tzeentch will dominate the family.

Russell came back to his senses, and the crystal labyrinth outside the fortress had automatically reorganized, and the Boundary Breaker who rushed to Tzeentki's Demon Domain was turned away.

All that remains in front of the Well of Eternity are the weak Nurgle, the Eternal Throne Tzeentch, and the playful Russell.

"You say, can I break the eternity that the Eternal Throne has brought you?" Russell asked softly.

The twisted sarcoma on the throne squirmed a few times, and an inaudible voice came out of it:

"You'd better not do that."

(End of chapter)