Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 694 Setting Coordinates in the Invisible Abyss

San Diego Bergkamp's eyes sparkled with starlight as he opened his heart to the special region of the vast ocean.

The spiritual streams generated by countless living beings constantly form and disappear, surging into swirling vortexes.

The vortexes collided, and a dazzling light soared up, illuminating the area like a star.

Stars of varying sizes and shapes reside within, emitting an eerie glow.

With a thought, the demonic psionicist's armor set emitted a blinding light from its embedded psionic circuits, and the runes on two of his six mind minions lit up as well.

A sudden glint appeared in his eyes, revealing the coordinates he perceived in the data crystal within his mind.

A ray of starlight shot from his eyes, streaking across the scene like shooting stars.

At first, they scattered and swirled, like unbound stars.

Three breaths later, two streaks of starlight shot toward the same spot, while the remaining starlight gradually converged on a single star.

Locked!
The demonic psionicist raised his psionic staff, the engraved runes gleaming brightly:

The Bergkamp family's runes provide power, the Flao people's runes provide positioning, the seasoned "astrologer" understands rune locking, and the Eldar runes allow for dimensional travel.

A blinding light erupted, enveloping him and his six mind servants.

Tiny specks of starlight cascaded down, forming a long, transparent bridge.

The demon-type psionicist stepped onto the starlight bridge, followed closely by his mind servant, who held a bedrock-type explosive gun.

The bomb guns were ceremonialized by the "Lightbringers" of the Fifth Legion, engraved with patterns, and each bomb was soaked in holy water.

As the demonic psionicist's eyes shone with starlight, he ascended the steps of the Star Bridge.

The real world gradually fades away, and the three-dimensional spatial structure disappears.

Twisted light mist rose and shimmered with magnificent light.

As the demon-type psionicist stepped onto the fifteenth step, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

He stood in mid-air, surrounded by streaks of lightning tearing through the sky, and an endless, looping transparent staircase that stretched from the sky to the ground.

The raging pillars of fire, some leaning, some standing tall, tore the earth into pieces.

The demon-type psionicist looked around and saw many shimmering clusters of energy.

He tracked one of the red and black clouds, which rose like bubbles, reflecting a blurry image: a person wearing a glittering crown, laughing loudly.

The air mass drifted and crashed to the ground, stirring up plumes of mist.

With a deafening roar, the dream of the real world was etched into the invisible abyss, transforming into a black, oval-shaped stone that burst into pale red flames.

Thousands of air masses drifted around, not all of them leaving a mark. Some collided and instantly created a cloud of mist before vanishing abruptly.

San Diego's gaze swept over the distant castle made of piled bones, and then he cautiously stepped down.

He sensed everything around him, felt the orbs of light around him, felt the fearful dreams of those enslaved by the Dark Spirits from the deep black orbs, and captured the fantasies of green-skinned orcs in the green orbs, hoping to be favored by Brother Gao and Brother Mao...

San Diego gradually realized: [In the data crystal, our Lord spoke of how every dream, nightmare, and illusion would manifest in the invisible abyss.]
The subspace is born from a variety of emotions and thoughts, not just dreams, nightmares, and illusions, but the formless abyss is born from such thoughts.

After sensing the characteristics of the formless abyss, San Diego came up with the idea of ​​setting up special coordinates.

He must find the differences between this place and his many dreams, nightmares, and fantasies in order to pinpoint its location.

As the "recorder" thought this, the alienated cells in its brain were activated, forming complex symbols, dense patterns, and distinctive markings.

Each cloud of air was analyzed and "recorded." The "recorder" not only recorded extraordinary abilities, but also the scenery and customs of various places.

What San Diego is now “recording” are the various energy clusters in this invisible wasteland, recording every dream, nightmare, and illusion in Dunn language and various symbols in an invisible spiritual book.

Pages of red and black, dark black, light green, and blue-purple were rapidly generated and turned.

As the spiritual scrolls grow thicker, the spirituality is consumed.

A seasoned "record officer" distinguishes between different types of "records".

The spiritual energy required to "record" customs and traditions is far less than that required for extraordinary abilities.
A thought flashed through San Diego's mind, and he continued "recording".

"Phew!" The "recorder's" scroll was completed. He let out a soft sigh, relieving the fatigue from intense concentration and spiritual exhaustion.

The demon-type psionicist's eyes suddenly flashed, and his scorching aura was mixed with a hint of coldness.

Whoosh!
A creature that wriggled like a snake, but had a bird's head and was covered in yellow and green spots, jumped out.

The guard programs of the two mind-machine servants were activated, raising bedrock-type explosive guns and aiming them at the wolf-shaped tiger claw demon.

boom! boom!
Two explosive projectiles, gleaming with golden light, shot out, propelling themselves through ripples of color, as if they were in water.

The dazzling golden light grew brighter and brighter, striking the bird-headed, snake-bodied demon with a short, explosive sound.

"Ah!" The bird-headed, snake-bodied demon let out a piercing scream, and golden cracks appeared around the two large holes on his body.

As if glass were shattering, the demon's yellow-green body exploded and turned to ashes in the flames.

[Weaker than expected.] San Diego gazed at the distant White Bone Fortress.

[A weak demon born from the thoughts of a powerful demon or a demon prince?]
Saint Diego learned from the data crystals issued by the Black Emperor that there were many such demons in the Unseen Abyss.

They are not fragments of the Four Gods; they are much weaker.

But this means that a powerful demon is entrenched in that fortress.

And he will immediately notice as his little devil dies.

[Coordinates must be established quickly.]
The "recorder's" eyes immediately conjured up the spiritual scroll. He glanced at the scroll from an overall perspective and immediately noticed that the majority of the scroll's pages were blue-purple, with red-black, dark black, and light green pages interspersed among them.

As the pages flipped rapidly, San Diego's superhuman brain processed scene after scene:

The artist, with disheveled hair, stands by the sea, and an image of fish swimming in competition gradually takes shape in his mind.

The beggar huddled in the damp, foul-smelling pipe, drooling, imagining his pockets full of Skyhawk coins and his front table laden with fine wine and giant rat meat chops from the Nest City.

……

Blue and purple represent illusion.

“This place is a land of illusions.” The “recorder” murmured, his spirituality surging forth.

Shining symbols rapidly generated, and the "Land of Illusions" sign in Dunn's language took shape, surrounded by dense blue-purple patterns.

The “recorder” felt that he had developed some kind of mystical connection with the established coordinates.

He had just fulfilled the Black Emperor's request when he heard a deafening roar.

San Diego turned his head and saw a huge figure appear at the top of the Bone Tower.

(End of this chapter)