Chapter 804 Veronica’s Transformation
The Arkworld Uthvi is quietly leaving the webway it is gliding on, heading towards the gate of a physical universe.
For countless years, it has been wandering and hiding, just like the bleak and swinging fate of the Eldar.
Among them, the towers belonging to the prophets can be regarded as the brains of the Arkworld. Every decision they make will profoundly change the fate of the Ark and even the galaxy.
In the high tower belonging to the Great Prophet, Veronica and Eldral were silent, sitting side by side in the haze of the house——
The two of them did not hold the lamp, but looked silently into the thickening darkness in front of them. In the floating crystal, many scenes from the Battle of Armageddon were still vivid in their minds.
After returning to the Arkworld, Veronica also immediately explained clearly to the Great Prophet the causes and consequences of this journey.
Eldral praised Veronica's action and told her that she had successfully averted a major disaster in the galaxy.
Veronica thought she had not done it, because in the end the mysterious green-skinned shaman disappeared. Its existence made her feel very uneasy, but the great prophet comforted her and said that the powerful The shaman will never pose a threat, because it escaped into the dimensional turbulence out of desperation. Now it has left the galaxy and arrived in a place that no one knows.
After hearing this, Veronica breathed a sigh of relief and took time to mourn her old friend.
Time returned to this moment, the two of them were sitting opposite each other, silently picking up wine glasses for the fallen soldiers.
"Great Prophet, did you already know that Arsalan would fall?"
The Prophet smiled slightly and shook his head.
“This is a dangerous question, Veronica. Although we have the power of prediction, trying to control everyone’s life and death with the power of prediction will only lead to disaster.”
“ Can we just watch the people around us fall into crisis and put everyone in crisis? I don’t understand, teacher, what is the purpose of learning the power of foresight?”
"True destiny cannot be rewritten. You and I both know this. I have browsed thousands of possibilities-each one is full of worrying and deep crises, but I also realized another point. , without those failures and sacrifices in the past, we would have truly lost this sweat, completely defeated, and defeated beyond redemption."
The great prophet's tone was calm, as if he was describing a simple fact.
“We must be able to identify what is bound to happen and what can be adjusted.”
After a long time, Veronica nodded:
"I understand, teacher, and."
As she spoke, she paused for a moment.
The Great Prophet seemed to have guessed what she was going to say and smiled slightly.
"Is it related to that human?"
"He carries a grimoire of Slaanesh with him. It is a cursed evil object, although I believe that stupid one You fool, I have no evil intentions, but this thing is indeed very evil. Why don't you let me recycle it or destroy it to prevent it from continuing to cause trouble in the world?"
"That is not something we can destroy. And are you confident that you can get that person to hand over the grimoire to you willingly?”
"Then we should destroy it! The human mind has its limits. What's the use of keeping this deeply contaminated object?"
"What you said is true, but it also contains infinite Endless priceless information, the lies of the great deceivers are always based on the truth, and the enemy is no exception. That person will be an important chess piece that stirs up the galaxy, and everything related to him contains deep meaning."
< br>Veronica muttered, her shoulders slumped, obviously dissatisfied with Eldral's explanation.
The atmosphere returned to silence again.
Aldral looked at Veronica, with some interest in his heart.
Whether on the way back to the Craft World or during the days when she was stationed at the Prophet's Tower, the one Veronica mentioned the most was the Astartes.
Usually after so many changes, Eldral would personally confirm whether his student's condition was stable. Simply put, he would check her soul realm - but this time he did not do so.
Because he has witnessed some kind of transformation in the other party.
"That stupid guy might be pushed into the fire pit by the enemy's magic book..."
Veronica murmured, frowning slightly from time to time
"I remember you said that one of his friends was poisoned by soul poison."
The great prophet suddenly spoke, and Veronica quickly raised her head.
"Since you have promised the other party, there is no need to break your promise. We will meet him again soon, and then you will use this thing to expel the soul poison for his friend." As he said, The prophet took out a small crystal bottle with bright stars.
“Just drop it in the person’s eyes.”
Veronica nodded, stood up and grabbed the crystal bottle, her eyes filled with surprise.
“I thought you hated humans, Great Prophet.”
“I can’t say you hate it, just a little regretful.”
“Regretful?”
"They could have made this galaxy a better place."
The Great Prophet seemed not to say anything anymore and waved his hand.
"Okay, today's meditation is over, you can go back."
Veronica stood up, but stopped at the porch, her body blocking the reflection from the passage. Come the light.
"Teacher, is there really no problem with the power in his body?"
Aldral looked directly into Veronica's aqua blue eyes:
"No problem for now."
Veronica nodded slightly and stepped out of the shadows.
"For now..."
Looking at Veronica's retreating back, Eldral murmured, his tone no longer so firm.
Then, he lowered his head and looked at the objects displayed on the small table - miscellaneous astrology instruments were spread out, and many parchments with scrawled writing were piled around them.
The great prophet of Uswe picked up a pen, picked up a piece of paper, and began to draw at random - the confused brushstrokes were like being confused and unable to see the way forward in the distance.
Aldral suddenly felt that he was getting old. For the first time in hundreds of centuries, the vicissitudes of rain and snow pressed on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He could vaguely foresee a rough future flickering among the stars of disaster - he would face unprecedented severe challenges.
He would not be so foolish as to think that the victory at Armageddon could tip the scales of war - the enemy has not failed, the plan has not been terminated, and such a powerful being will always find its way into the galaxy. Ways to stir up wind and rain.
The watchmen of Uthwe not only need to defend their homeland, but there are more battlefields with mountains of corpses and seas of blood waiting for them.
Who should they rely on to compete with the power of the Supreme God?
Aldral didn't know either. He only knew that once he slackened his mind and fell into hesitation, the entire Eldar race would fall into hell with him.
He must become the unshakable beacon of soul in the Craftworld - this responsibility is more important than Mount Tai.
When he came to his senses, he finally realized what kind of pattern he had drawn.
The face of a stubborn and tough human male appeared on the page, exactly like the face of that meeting ten thousand years ago.
Even if the brush strokes are sloppy, the effect is still shocking. The man's gaze is so cruel and powerful.
Eldral stared at his handiwork, unwilling to look away for a long time.
"Lord of Humanity, what is your plan?"
As if he had made up his mind, the Great Prophet stood up, issued a silent decree from the crystal, and then strode forward Walked out of the hut.
Behind him——
The wind blows and the paper falls.
The mind is calm and the mind is clear.
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(End of this chapter)