“…… At least for now, we don't have to worry about Acurdona coming back to annoyance, I've given him a prophecy and kicked him back into the subspace, so that Elder Ryano and the sons of the Loyal Emperor can be upset......"

Ecovacs Corax slowly opened his eyes in the whispering voice of a girl.

Theoretically, he didn't know what had happened before, but in reality, the moment he regained consciousness, he realized, "Something must have happened."

People, even the original body, are often unaware of what is happening when they are in the process of a slow decline. And only at the moment when he was suddenly pulled back to his original height by an external force, could he realize how far he had fallen. From the first moment Coraks opened his eyes, it became clear to him that for some reason, his attention was easily focused, and this was the speed at which he could theoretically process information as a proto.

At that moment, the Primordial's high-speed thinking ability was cut into countless small pieces almost equally, and Corax himself took the time to make his consciousness move through these small pieces, and in "one moment" he recognized the surrounding environment "step by step".

He was still on the Glory of Maculag, in Kiliman's room; The room, with everything in it, was steeped in reality, and he could now confirm it one hundred percent at last; Even though he had lost his physical entity, he was still able to maintain the image of "Corvacs Corax" in reality, because some runes suddenly appeared on the four walls of the room that were completely inconsistent with the decorative style of the walls themselves, and emitted a faint light from the perspective of the subspace creatures, these runes closed the room from the psychic energy in a mechanism that he did not understand, and maintained the subspace concentration in the room - he didn't know why he could see this before, This was an irrefutable major mistake, and if it had been put on the battlefield, then he would most likely have died.

Corax was frustrated for a moment, but after the "moment" was over, the "moment" was not over. He continued to observe the furnishings in the room: Killiman's desk was noticeably more cluttered than before, and it was evident that he had taken care of some business at this desk during this time; The time shown on the wall clock told Corax that if his previous fragmented impressions were correct, the "time period" was likely to be fifty hours; Killiman sitting at his desk, except for the fact that he had put back on the laurel wreath, looked exactly like he had remembered - meaning, he was still wearing the gown that Corax remembered had been changed into because of the blood stained on his previous outfit, and it was clear that he hadn't left the room since then.

In addition to him and his brother, there were two other people in the room, or rather, living creatures. The white-clad "doctor" with a snake staff in Koraks's thin impression is gone, and the Space Marines guarding the doorway have also changed, and judging from the armor paintwork, they are not even Ultramarines. Koraks is not familiar with the current warband of the Empire, and he can't name the warband to which the star soldier belongs, but he can tell from the other party's equipment that this is also a think tank. In Corax's perception, the one who made him doubt the concept of "two other people" was the red-haired girl who had climbed onto the small couch of the original size and raised herself, and looked like she was only about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Corax couldn't say what caused him to feel this way. It is an intuitive perception that occurs in times of lightning, and there is no specific reason, and it is difficult to describe in words "what is wrong". He only questioned his judgment at the first moment he realized the existence of the other party, but after further careful observation, he was very sure that this little girl was nothing more than an ordinary mortal in every way.

Perhaps an illusion. Koraks thought. Considering that he had just woken up from an unnatural sleep, it didn't seem so incomprehensible to make a little unnatural misjudgment.

As he thought so, the two men in the room had apparently noticed his wake-up as well—after all, the sound he made as he flapped his wings to try to find an angle that would allow him to get up without knocking over too much.

The girl who was talking paused her words at the right time, and Killiman turned her head and asked, "Are you feeling better, my brother?" ”

Forced to lie prone because of the wings behind his back, Koraks, who was now carefully getting up from the bed, did not speak. In the bare few seconds, he quickly retrieved and examined his memories of the past few days with a lucidity that he had probably not felt for thousands of years, and at the same time ranked them in order of his subjective importance. After he sat down in bed, he had thought about it all and was ready to act on it:

"Thank you, Robert, I'm much better. But—"

If you exclude the wings behind it, the current Corvacs Colax looks almost exactly the same as it did 10,000 years ago. After the fragility and uneasiness that should not have appeared in him vanished as his soul and mental faculties were once again whole, time did not seem to leave any trace on his countenance, except for a little melancholy and anger that had settled between his brows—but it was this that made a decisive difference between the two:

"What's going on with Conrad Coetze?" After being able to soberly recall his previous experience, and be able to clearly distinguish which parts were real and which parts were illusory, the Lord of the Ravens spoke again, his tone undoubtedly containing murderous intent, "Why did you appear alive in your fleet?" ”

The bright and warm light in the room suddenly dimmed, and the anger of one of the primordials caused an oppressive and tyrannical atmosphere in the space enclosed by strange runes. The suffocating sensation that is unobservable to the naked eye, but does spread violently, instantly overwhelms the others present - however, not to mention Killman, who is about to speak out to appease his brother, there is also a character who knows how to spit bubbles under the overwhelming negativity that others have infected.

"I told you earlier, but he just didn't think about it for a while, or thought it was his dream." The girl who had placed herself on the couch whispered—but still an effortlessly recognizable volume to everyone in the room—and grumbled to Killiman. Then, she turned in the direction of Corax, raised her hand as if a student was answering a question in class, and said aloud to an angry Primordial:

"Conrad Coz was originally killed in Tagusa, a Frontier Assassin. This rumor sounds, but it's true. As for the Nightlord Primordial that you saw earlier, I assure you that he is indeed himself: at the behest of the Emperor who provided the corresponding soul and essence, we have succeeded in 'resurrecting' him in another form using Chaldean technology—"

She couldn't continue, which couldn't be done physically. Corax remained where he was, but in the middle of these few words, the darkness that quickly infiltrated the room almost distorted reality itself. As the original form, the Lord of the Ravens had done nothing, but the anger he had spilled out at this moment was enough to suffocate a mortal with a weak body.

"Ecovacs, calm down." Realizing what was happening, Killiman said, "You heard it, it was my father's own instructions. He thinks Koz can be of special use in the current situation. ”

The Imperial Regent didn't really believe in this, but for the sake of the current situation, he still had to say so. He didn't know if his persuasion would work, but in the next moment, the darkness in the room did thin out a little, and Rika Fujimaru was finally able to resume her next breath.

"I hear you, that's why I'm still there, and that's why there's no blood here." The Raven Lord said this, and once again his voice took on a cascading echo that seemed to come from subspace, as if the words in the sentence would pierce the listener's mind directly. It was clear that he was restraining his hatred and anger with reason, but the part that was still being revealed, as long as it took some time, was still able to kill a mortal directly...... Obviously, it's not that easy.

"I have the same respect for our father, but he had better have a good reason for this." Koraks said.

Killiman wanted to speak, but it was strange that an eloquent orator like him, who was skilled in oratories and debates, spoke half a beat slower than the girl beside him on this question:

"I'll explain it all." Rika Fujimaru said, "There are some complicated reasons for this......

Miwoo (six o'clock)

(End of chapter)