This is not the first time that Kamesinoi has gone to the real world. As one of the greatest Tzeentchian demons in the Crystal Maze, it has never stopped paying attention to the world.
Most of its followers call it the Creation of Ten Thousand Thoughts, the Lord of Phantoms, or the Crown of Split, but these are just a few of his countless titles. As one of the demon lords of the Nine Secrets of the Crystal Realm, One, its true name is known only to himself and Tzeentch, the highest and most noble god of Chaos.
As a demon lord, it is both a master of illusion and deception and the leader of the treacherous legion of demons. Therefore, it possesses majesty and cunning that are insurmountable by ordinary ever-changing demon lords, and can blur reality in the process of movement. , time and space, very few beings know that it can exist in two times, two spaces and two locations. This is the source of its power and the source of its existence——
Without When it has a clear goal, it will stretch its neck on its high tower and look left and right, constantly exploring countless levels of non-material space. Those cunning and intelligent eyes examine one glory after another, revealing its ruthlessness. Conflicts, plots and counter-plots, all creatures are naked under the probing gaze of the Lord of Phantoms.
Its essence is thoughts, emotions, intentions and disembodied consciousness.
In both the material and immaterial realms, both immaterial consciousness and material consciousness have a terrible desire for each other. Every material being longs for the freedom and ecstasy of unfettered spirituality. Every spiritual being longs for material freedom. exists in order to fully manifest its existence, and some cosmic law separates the two.
However, this is just like the existence of Tzeentch. There is no absolute, and it is still possible for them to be combined.
There are some things in the material world that are enough to interfere with the God of Chaos, but fortunately there are not many.
In order to be able to descend better, they often need an ally, an ally that will be betrayed once it loses its effectiveness, a victim who is willing to sign a contract with them.
But all material and non-material existences know the impermanent forms of the ever-changing demon kings. Building such a trap often requires more conspiracy. Kamesinoi is weaving a dense conspiracy by himself. In the net, the being who was promoted from a dark angel to a demon, Marbas, was selected.
It has dedicated many secrets to the Dark Gods, and this is undoubtedly the most appreciated dedication by the Lord of Conspiracy and the Lord of Change. Although it does not explicitly believe in who, there is no doubt that its inner being has been influenced by the great Tzeentch. Examine.
When Kamesinoi reaches cooperation with the other party, it will come, plan, assist, and finally betray.
Mabas is destined to usher in the betrayal that makes it happy. As for what form, only it knows, but before that, it has to come.
The servant of Tzeentch the Great Conspirator opened his cruel, crooked mouth and let out a deep laugh once again.
It left its tower, crossed the endless maze, and swooped toward a dark, uneven wall or floor.
That is the realm of matter, which from the outside looks like a giant shapeless mass, a realm of only three or four dimensions, while the Warp has many different dimensions, and a soul powerful enough can sometimes enter this strange narrowness field, but usually not with good results.
Kamesinoi flew down and came to a slightly lit place in the darkness.
Standing near the entrance, reality denies Kamesinoi its entrance, as if passing through a door that requires an access card to open.
Then, it heard the death wails of those mortal creatures filling the surroundings. Under extreme emotions, the soul of a mortal can produce a slight breeze that makes ripples. If it is just one, it is so insignificant, but if Thousands -
That's a storm.
Countless faces emerged from the light spot, each with a strange shape and grinning teeth. Some looked like humans and some looked like beasts. The faces were mixed together, in different sizes and shapes. This is one of the essences of subspace. , emotions shape everything, and everything reflects emotions.
Many creations were attracted, seduced by this spiritual storm that they had never tasted before. The intoxicating energy beat like a beacon in the etheric space, driving them to rush in and crazily enjoy the released energy. soul.
This place is like a disturbed pool. In the collision of colors and tastes, there are countless voices and thoughts.
Then the wall of resistance collapsed.
Kamesinoi swoops down, passing through the layers of curtains. Every time it "goes down", its power will weaken a little, but it doesn't matter, it still remains in the ether. Then it saw its sacrifice, a shining candle, which in this world is usually seen by fools who try to harness the power of the ether.
Swallow her, and it will have a body that can walk in the world. That is easy——
Until.
A violent force from ancient times struck and drove it back.
Those green-skinned beasts, brainless, witless and worthless, are the most hated and favorite consumables of all great conspirators, because they can always successfully complete their "missions", but often because The uncertainty that is difficult to plan leads to frequent accidents. It seems that even the Lords of Change have difficulty in truly controlling their weird brains and unpredictable actual behaviors.
To most Lords of the Crystal Maze, they are just a pile of garbage left by the Old Ones, a stain on the wonderful canvas of the galaxy.
But it doesn't matter, it can't affect the second time -
A mortal appears, his soul is very interesting, but protected by something, weird and strange.
But now is not the time to focus on it, it just needs a little fire.
"Acrobat of the highest heaven, return to your tower."
Perhaps some of its little thoughts today angered the Lord of Change. Kamesinoi felt that everything was losing control, and something weirder and shouldn't appear appeared.
An ancient being disguised as a mortal, it even knows who the other party is and what its name is. It is something older than their existence, cold and soulless, lingering in a metal body, but there is no trace of it. Undoubtedly difficult.
And the one in front of me is the most difficult one.
"Why are you here?"
It can make an All-Change Demon Lord ask a question, and the other party seems to laugh because of this, with a metallic laughter.
"No reason, boring."
"No, plan, you must be planning something, I will know, find out"
Then the other party threw something similar to a knife, It should have been easy to dodge, but that thing moved in three spaces at the same time, it couldn't, and now its power is not enough -
It was exiled, and Kamesinoi suspected that he had already been trapped Is it the web of conspiracy of a crystal lord who is jealous of him? Or is it stepping into a trap that has been designed by a conspiracy weaver for a long time? Or maybe it is a far-reaching momentary thought of the Lord of Change?
“I’ll find out——”
With a strong sense of vigilance, it returned to its high tower, weaving and observing. There must be a conspiracy, plan, and possibility in it.
It began to calculate and speculate, and countless thoughts flickered in the core of its soul, and these times were close to eternity and at the same time only a blink of an eye -
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