Warhammer: I don't want to become a stinky can!

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"Yes! Eurican!!"

Tarasin slapped his thigh suddenly.

"That bastard has allied with the Lord of Humanity behind our backs!"

"Look, a keepsake."

Tarasin reached out, and Hades saw the golden psionic energy unique to Neos.

"???"

Hades gleaned information from Talasien's words. Although he was puzzled as to how the Emperor had persuaded Orikan to ally with him, what seemed more important now was the gamble between the Lord of Man and Tzeentch.

When did they start gambling?

When Hades last saw the Emperor, wasn't this guy paralyzed on a golden toilet? Is Neos playing him???

"A detailed explanation of the betting game and its contents."

Hades immediately grasped the key point, a sense of unease rising in his mind: was the Emperor going to increase his strength at this moment?

"It took me a long time to figure out how to explain this to you—do you know about the old quantum mechanics on Ancient Terra?"

Hades nodded.

"In short, what you're about to do will destabilize the timeline and make it no longer singular."

???

What will instability bring?

"Superposition state".

Tarachin said, extending a hand. The golden psionic energy vanished, and a transparent cup made of light floated in the space necromancer's palm, with a small ball at the bottom.

"I suppose you have a basic understanding of the history of human physics, Hades, then you must have heard of Schrödinger's cat."

"Schrödinger's cat, this theory itself was proposed by Schrödinger to refute Bohr's theory—"

In the realm of quantum microscopy, Bohr proposed the discontinuity of quantum mechanics. According to Bohr's hypothesis, without observation, a particle can simultaneously appear in different positions; it can be on the left or the right.

The cup in Tarasin's hand began to shake, and two phantom images appeared beside the necromantic hand in space. Time was frozen as well, and Hades saw a small ball in one cup on the left and a small ball in the other cup on the right.

"Both of these fates can happen simultaneously."

Tarasin continued, and then the cup transformed into a small box, and in its other hand, it was somehow carrying a holographic cat.

Schrödinger believed this hypothesis was wrong, and he therefore proposed Schrödinger's cat to refute this idea.

Taracin put the cat into the box, and the cat in its hand symbolically scratched the space necromancer a few times—don't be too realistic.

Schrödinger magnified this phenomenon, placing it in the macroscopic realm. He reinterpreted Bohr's theory using macroscopic terminology, namely:

The box contains a mechanism that could kill the cat; it may or may not be triggered. Assuming the box is completely sealed—if Bohr's theory holds true—then the cat is currently in a superposition of being alive and dead.

"Until a strong external observer can observe the inside of the box, at that moment, the superposition of life and death collapses, thus yielding a single, stable reality and outcome."

"so???"

Hades was somewhat bewildered.

"What does this have to do with the betting game?"

"Yes, this is related to the wager made by the Lord of Humanity,"

Tarasin said quickly,

"Let's set aside these outdated theories and hypotheses of Ancient Terra for now. In reality, the Lord of Mankind and Tzeentch are doing the same thing as Schrödinger."

"Wasn't Schrödinger amplifying Bohr's microscopic theories and attempting to refute them with macroscopic intuition?"

"Now the Lord of Mankind and Tzeentch have amplified this theory again, to the scale of the entire galaxy—they want to put the entire galaxy into a superposition state."

"Why???"

Hades was greatly shocked.

"Because they both only want to win big!!"

Tarasin shouted, opening his arms.

"I think it's outrageous too! Are you humans such an adventurous race?!"

"Next, there will be two timelines running in parallel. One is the current timeline, in which the Emperor Gambling Empire will be restored."

The other timeline belongs to Tzeentch, in which he ultimately wins the match.

"So??? What will happen to these two timelines in the end???"

Hades gasped; this didn't sound plausible at all!

“亚空间混沌的离席需要顺序——4、5、6、7、8、9当只剩最后一把交椅的时候，两条时间线就会开始重合——直到观测者观测到稳定且唯一的结局。”

Hades was so shocked he didn't know what to say. So the big job was hidden here?

The emperor is being quiet; he must be up to no good!

"That is to say,"

Hades concluded slowly,

"There will only be two outcomes: either Chaos dies completely, or Tzeentch becomes a god?"

Taracin nodded; Hades rarely saw compassion in the eyes of a space necromancer.

"Why? Why??? Why did the Emperor participate in this?! Neos—give me an explanation!!!"

Is he bored out of his mind?!

Hades' anger level rose, and Tarasin hurriedly spoke up—

……

Why did you participate in this event?

"Ohl asked, holding his coffee cup and glancing up at the ceiling that had been blasted apart by the psionic storm. His old friend had come to visit him and, incidentally, blew up his house."

It seems he should move.

In front of him, the table that served as the chessboard had long since exploded, as if a Type 13 grenade had exploded in the very center of the wooden table. Some chess pieces fell into the next layer through the blast hole, but they were still tied with thin threads.

"If we simply proceed step by step to clear away the chaos,"

Neos calmly blew on the steaming coffee in his hand; who knows how he managed to make another cup?

"Tzeentch will never come out."

The Lord of Mankind spoke, the sea, brewing a storm, rippling in his eyes.

"It's that simple—we can't defy fate and kill Him prematurely, but if we proceed step by step to the final stage..."

Then Tzeentch will absolutely not give us a chance; He will hide, He will run away, but He will never engage in battle.

"Because if we were to fight at that time, Tzeentch would only have one outcome—death, but He doesn't play deadlock games."

The Lord of Humanity slowly took a sip of coffee.

"Nurgle's nature dictates that He cannot go far. Khorne will choose to fight... but Tzeentch will only run away and hide—the Warp will never be cleansed, and the shadow of Chaos will forever shroud humanity."

"so?"

Or shrugs.

"So I need to make a bet with Him beforehand,"

The Lord of Mankind said,

"Before everything is clear, let Him think that things can still turn around and put Him on the table."

It's true that Tzeentch doesn't get involved in deadly situations.

But given the current trajectory, the empire that possesses Hades is guaranteed a safe ending no matter what.

Or was speechless.

"But can you guarantee you'll win?"

The Lord of Humanity smiled, a warm smile, but Orl knew it was an anti-human, anti-social smile.

Orl thought that killing only one Chaos was not an unacceptable outcome—but this was killing only Tzeentch!

In their past attempts to build a great legacy, this outcome was already incredibly bright!

But Olperson realized with despair that the Lord of Man would never accept this outcome—given his potential to take control of all Chaos.

"uncertain."

The Lord of Mankind smiled, revealing his neat, white teeth.

“But I believe I will win—my great son Magnus outmaneuvered Tzeentch, why can’t I?”

Don't let your offspring give you unwarranted confidence in this kind of thing!

Does Magnus know what you're thinking?!

Orl felt tightness in his chest and shortness of breath; he almost coughed up blood.

Why can't you accept a future where only Tzeentch is left?

He asked incredulously,

"Do you really have to take the risk?"

"The opportunity only comes once. When the first god fell, both the beginning and the end were special."

We could have nipped the problem in the bud—instead of regretting later why we didn't.

Neos looked calmly at Or, just as his predecessor, the War General, had persuaded him countless times before, with golden flames burning quietly in his eyes.

“But I firmly believe we will win—He will not win.”

He knows the Chaos too well… especially Tzeentch.

His friends would not support him, and the Lord of Mankind was well aware of this.

He always looks too far ahead, so no one can understand his madness at this moment.

It's always the same, in everything.

……

"I don't want to say anything."

Hades spoke calmly, but he felt a faint sense of impending death rising in his chest.

Tarachin explained the Emperor's motives to Hades, and strangely enough, in some ways Hades was able to fully understand the Lord of Man.

To cut weeds, we must remove the roots.

If there's even the slightest chance, you must crush your mortal enemy into a pulp, burn him to ashes, and then mix the ashes with No. 52 concrete and sink them into the deep sea—you need to make sure they're completely dead, lest something unexpected happen.

The Lord of Humanity must also feel the same way.

But he became even more insane.

Hades would never accept such an absurd gamble, where the balance of gain and risk is constantly shifting.

If it were him, he might try to believe that in the future, they would find a way to kill Tzeentch.

"...That's insane."

A thousand thoughts raced through Hades' mind, and he finally decided that after this battle, he would go and offer his heartfelt condolences to the Emperor, for the Lord of Mankind, as he had said, was at work—

Is this how you work?

Hades felt like he was going to vomit blood. At this moment, he finally understood why Neos's immortal friends all stayed away from him. With such a bastard as a partner, who wouldn't run away?!

Without any prior warning or discussion, he went all in! Hey, that bastard, Hades deserves credit for all of this!

"I think... I am the strong observer?"

Taracin nodded, and the space necromancer tugged at the white thread around its waist. A pure white ring, the size of Hades' head, appeared, with sharp spikes protruding from its outer edge.

Hades could tell at a glance that this was an energy body with a very high concentration.

“You are a purely physical being, ensuring that Tzeentch will not manipulate the subspace, and at the same time, you are heavy enough—this ensures that you are one of the strongest observers in this galaxy, and your observations are enough to cause the superposition state that runs through the galaxy to collapse.”

"According to his plan, you cannot observe now. This is your shield, which can temporarily block your observation - you will not be able to see for the time being, and other special information will also be filtered out."