Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light - Chapter 262: A sword in the mouth and a secret in the heart

This is an extinct volcano. The last time it erupted, the uninvited guests who fell into the earth’s core were re-sent out.

In Nostramo’s bottom nest, the temperature is very unstable.

Bone-chilling cold often occurs in the same areas as the heat that piles up in the industrial world.

The bottom nest is usually filled with darkness. Plants that do not need sunlight grow wildly here, evolving thorns and toxins, as well as fuzz that is more terrifying than thorns and can damage the human nervous system and stimulate pain.

The main wild animal in the bottom nest is rats. These rodents are extremely vigorous and can be found everywhere in the bottom nest. This is why Coates later used them as their staple food.

The rats in Nostramody’s Nest are wild animals that taste and look relatively normal. Others may be mentally polluted just by looking at them.

In the amniotic capsule, Conrad Coates opened his eyes again.

He was born with memories, whether they were past or present, or in other words, he even had “memories of the future.”

If someone else were to point it out, maybe they should say: “I am reborn. This is the second round. I am invincible.”

If it were Coates, he would only say: “I have seen my destiny, and I am already walking toward it.”

He noticed that the dim light protecting his amniotic chamber was beginning to dissipate.

Although he had eyesight that could ignore the dark environment, the light that had protected him like a baby for so long left, and he felt very uneasy.

Because this is something that does not exist in his original “future memory”.

He knew what was coming next, it had flashed through his mind so many times while he slept.

He will rely on the perspective and cognition constructed by his not yet fully developed brain to start hunting rats to satisfy his hunger and prevent the world from degenerating into infinite darkness.

Just as he was thinking this, the “memory” in his mind changed.

he died! Die in four minutes!

“Why……”

He saw the being that killed him, and next to that being…his brother, another Primarch.

That primarch was as close as father and son to the being who killed him, but couldn’t tolerate his own existence? !

Just as Kurtz was immersed in this fear, his “future memory” changed again.

This time, the existence still killed him, but compared to the last time it strangled him to death, this time it was directly [obliterated]. It destroyed Curze’s past, present and future, as well as all sense of existence and all life. All his impressions were erased.

This made Kurtz realize that it seemed that the person who wanted to kill him was not the only one.

He raised his head and looked into the distance. The unknown entity that killed him was getting off a carriage.

His expression was terrifyingly cold, and His steps were slow and heavy.

Kurtz squatted down, lowered his head, and held his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Soon, new “future memories” emerged, and Curze died again. This time, what he saw was even more terrifying. The other party directly threw the planet into the star and allowed it to burn up.

For Coze, who only trusted his own memory, he would not find this scene incredible.

The fourth “future memory” appears, a terrifying existence standing on the Milky Way, looking towards the entire Galaxy…

Rasta came to the trembling Konrad Curze.

Archbishop Azhay placed an object that was too luxurious to look like a chair behind Rasta.

This fanatical believer has always imagined that God will come to this world again. At that time, should he let God stand? No no no! So he ordered this chair—let’s call it a chair.

Putting down the throne dedicated to the Lord of Matter, Azhay retreated wisely and returned to the carriage.

Rasta sat down, raised his hands, and a knife appeared in his hand.

This sword was extracted from his own past and forged by all the gods in the universe. Which universe had he forgotten? After all, countless heavens had burned in the bottle of ashes, let alone the universe?

Evil spirits have unspeakable power in terms of destruction and destruction.

Taking out Raste’s knife, it was easy to crush the Lord of Chaos to death, but it was impossible to use this knife to transform matter to feed the universe.

Where does the death of everything come from?

Raste held the knife, his thumb prying the handle from time to time to unsheath the blade and then slide it back.

Angron did not interfere with his father – if he really wanted to kill Curze, he would do it directly, so there was no need to waste any time here.

Curze held his head, frightened by the sound.

Finally, he couldn’t hold it back anymore and raised his head, wanting to beg.

But he didn’t know whether he wanted to beg for death or continue to live.

His ability to predict the future is useless to the existence in front of him. He clearly knows that the other party has the ability to change the future.

Raste had no intention of giving up the initiative. Before Curze raised his head to say something, he spoke coldly.

“How does fear feel to you?”

Coz, who has become a victim of a knife, cannot explain clearly, because the unknown is the most terrifying thing.

“I…I’m just…scared…”

Curze couldn’t look directly at Lu Lu, and finally, he looked at his brother.

Angron looked at his original body brother and suddenly felt a little sad.

The two of them, one was Raste’s favorite primarch, and the other was Raste’s most hated primarch, now met in this way.

“It’s okay to be afraid.”

Rasta drew his knife.

Curze’s pupils quickly shrank to the size of a needle’s eye, and in anticipation, he was beheaded by the blade.

But this prediction has yet to be realized.

Raste threw the knife aside, and the blade and scabbard turned into bubbles that burst and dissipated.

“Do you know this?”

Rasta stretched out his hand, and his hand lit up with a representative light that had his characteristics.

There is a civilized empire in the galaxy now, and they all know what to do when this dim light appears.

And no one dares to imitate this light to scare people.

The only person in the galaxy who dares to do such a thing is the Unicorn of the Eldar Tribe. But even the Unicorn only dares to pretend to be the Lord of Chaos rather than completely pretending to be the Lord of Chaos, and even that is accomplished with the help of the Soul Stone and the Webway.

In the real universe, if you directly impersonate the Lord God of Chaos, then you are buying one and getting one free, even for souls and lives.

“…”

Coz fell into silence looking at the dim light that was once so familiar that he rubbed it across the amniotic capsule, but now so unfamiliar that he couldn’t believe it.

“This is my power. I use this power to protect most of your brothers. Therefore, you are not a special case. Do you understand?”

Raste was letting Coze get rid of his luck: this dim light did not come specifically for him, Konrad Coze.

“What on earth are you trying to do? You shouldn’t be in my destiny!”

Curze vaguely sensed something, but could not understand its meaning. He had the wisdom of the original body, but he had too little life experience and no human experience.

“I’m here to insult you! Konrad Coates! You always think that fate is unchangeable, and you are afraid! You are afraid that if fate changes, you will not be you, and you will not be able to see the future clearly. You are afraid that you will appear in another more painful and unchangeable period. In a controlled life.

Therefore, I modify your future again and again to insult your so-called destined destiny!

Even with these hints, I am giving you the illusion that you are bound to die.

But, I don’t plan to kill you.

Just continue to live, live in pain.

This is the greatest torture. “