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The endless psychic tide of the Emperor Tarot was still pulling violently on the hull. The Alva and the Spear of Russ were wrapped in an egg-shaped cavitation force field, floating on the invisible waves like two floating objects on the ocean tide.

Fu Qinghai and Saroyan walked side by side towards the navigator spire of the strike cruiser. This place was one of the top buildings of the battleship, only slightly shorter than the bridge. Soon they saw the navigator sitting in the center of the spire.

The Navigator was completely unaware of the two Space Marines' arrival, still dutifully searching for the bright beacon of the Astronomican, staring into the Warp with the eye on his forehead, as he had been doing for some time.

However, it can be seen from his stern expression.

This move was ultimately futile.

"Stop what you're doing, Shelly."

Saroyan Skarsson spoke up.

"Ah, Captain Skarsson."

The navigator quickly came out of his work state, his pale and sick face was covered with sweat, and wrinkles spread along the loose skin. He pulled down the exquisite silk tied up his withered hair to cover the strange eye, and then leaned forward slightly to salute Saroyan Skarsson.

"Still nothing?"

Saroyan asked.

"Yes, sir."

The navigator admitted bitterly.

"Then let's hear his opinion."

Saroyan gestured to Fu Qinghai.

"Here, this place."

Of course, the Navigator's Spire has a star map. Fu Qinghai didn't waste any more words and pointed directly to the blank area at the edge of the star field. Then he asked the navigator who was in a very bad condition:

"As far as I know, there is a large subspace rift, and it is not far away from us in the real universe. I don't need you to see the Star Torch, but this place, this rift, can you see it?"

"Subspace rift?"

The navigator was visibly shocked.

Then he reacted quickly:

"Do you want to return to the real universe through that rift? With all due respect, sir, you are an Astartes, and it is understandable that your knowledge of the Immaterial World is not as professional as ours. To tell you the truth, a place that can penetrate the reality curtain to form a permanent subspace rift is itself equivalent to a more powerful subspace storm. This idea is undoubtedly a fantasy. There is no way we can pass through that storm. It will tear us to pieces first, and then spit us out of the rift after chewing us up!"

The navigator shook his head repeatedly.

"Do we have any other choice now?"

Fu Qinghai asked back calmly.

The navigator fell silent after hearing this.

"We are already in the middle of a storm, why should we fear a stronger storm?"

Fu Qinghai said as he looked at the horrifying scene outside the spire.

The adventurous spirit in my bones emerged.

White Scars, Stormborn.

A warp storm is also a storm.

"Just do as he says."

Saroyan gave the final instructions.

…

Although the screaming whirlpool was very close to them, it was not easy to see another storm in a storm. The navigator and his assistants began their intense and busy work. The two ships were still drifting in the turbulent storm.

Fu Qinghai provided a feasible idea.

But I don't know when I can determine the direction.

However, at this moment.

What everyone on the ship lacks most is time.

Geller's force field was already shaky and overwhelmed.

Fu Qinghai and Saroyan walked quickly in the swaying corridor, and the deck of the Spear of Russ resonated in a certain way like a drumhead, making their teeth chatter. An auxiliary transmission system in the battleship was damaged, which reduced their speed in crossing this swampy galaxy and amplified the force of every collision and sideways slide imposed on them by this uneasy abyss.

"We don't have much time."

Saroyan said in a deep voice.

"Oh, thanks for the reminder."

Fu Qinghai responded indifferently.

Saroyan turned to look at Fu Qinghai:

"Do you have any other ideas?"

"No more."

Fu Qinghai replied expressionlessly.

"But I have a plan."

Saroyan stopped and spoke.

Fu Qinghai also stopped and turned to look at him.

"You know what I want to say, Qingshan."

Saroyan looked straight at Fu Qinghai.

"How can I possibly know what you want to say?"

Fu Qinghai curled his lips and said:

"I'm not a prophet."

"But we have a prophet on board."

Saroyan warned with a serious look.

Fu Qinghai's answer was silence.

"You don't trust her, do you, Aoyama?"

Saroyan then asked.

Fu Qinghai thought, how should I tell you?

She is a player in the Parasite Legion camp.

She naturally stood on the opposite side of us.

I am being kind-hearted by not killing her.

"Give her a chance, Aoyama."

Saroyan looked at Fu Qinghai and said seriously:

"She explained a lot to you. Although I didn't understand what she said, and I don't think you believed her, I still chose to believe her. Because I didn't smell any conspiracy or lies from her. Let that crappy prophet try again."

"You didn't smell...wow, that's a reason."

Fu Qinghai nodded and exclaimed:

"What a fucking Space Wolf."

"I always trust my instincts."

Facing the sarcasm in Fu Qinghai's words.

Saroyan didn't care at all.

"Okay, okay."

Fu Qinghai said helplessly:

"Let her try."

…

In the captain's room of the Spear of Russ.

Fu Qinghai, Saroyan and Blindsight were sitting at the table.

Prepare to make a true prophecy.

Based on the unique nature of the Warp (the time distortion allows one to see the past and the future), the frequency of appearance of diviners and prophets in the Warhammer 40K universe is not low. Not every human psychic can awaken the gift of foresight, but for the Ark Eldar, prophets, like warlords, howling banshees, and shining spears, belong to the same path - which means they can artificially cultivate and create prophets.

There are also different schools of prophecy and divination.

During the Great Crusade, Space Marines witnessed various schools of divination in many feudal worlds: divination using viscera, divination using tortoise shells, divination based on astrology... and even a little more cyberpunk, using psionic machines for divination, such as a divination machine.

Fu Qinghai was very curious about how blind people could do divination.

Or is it relying on the passive prediction that comes suddenly?

Fu Qinghai actually has some scrutiny of Blindsight in his heart. This woman does have the ability to predict the future, a gift given to her by the mutant X gene, but she claims that this is the strongest superpower in the reincarnation world. Fu Qinghai doesn't agree with it - you had the ability to predict the future in the space wreck, but you were killed by me and Chen Xinxue and fled.

Until Blindsight took out an exquisite wooden box inlaid with jewels from his arms, opened the lid and took out a thick stack of crystal cards from the velvet lining.

"Emperor Tarot?"

Fu Qinghai said in surprise.

"That's right."

Blindsight nodded.

"What is this?"

Saroyan asked curiously.

Fu Qinghai didn't expect that the divination method used by Blindsight was the Emperor Tarot. No wonder Saroyan had never seen this thing, because in the era when they lived, the Emperor Tarot had not yet become popular - to admit that the Emperor Tarot has a predictive effect, you must first admit that the Emperor is a god.

Blindsight manipulated the tarot cards with her fingers easily, shuffling and cutting the cards skillfully, like a blindfolded beautiful dealer. It was obvious that this was not her first time using the Emperor Tarot for divination. While she was talking, she had already turned over a few of them to provide assistance for the next divination.

"Three, Qingshan Khan."

Blindsight raised his hand and said.

Fu Qinghai leaned over and gently ran his fingertips over all the cards one by one, suppressing his curiosity to use the Force to sense the contents of the cards - even if he looked at them, he wouldn't know what they meant, and finally selected three of them. Blindsight used one card to pick up the other two and flip them over.

The two Space Marines came over together.

They all stared at the three cards intently.

Blindsight flicked the crystal pieces of the Tarot cards with his beautifully painted nails and placed the secondary indicator card next to the primary indicator card. Fu Qinghai and Saroyan looked confused and impressed.

"The Scepter Guard."

Blindsight spoke softly.

She gently pushed out the first card.

"A wandering person."

She pointed to another card, which showed a massive ship emerging from the Warp:

"An unexpected guest brings opportunity and destruction."

"This card is about you, Qingshan."

Saroyan gave an expression that said, "I understand."

Fu Qinghai shook his head gently:

"Prophecy predicts the future, not the past."

Saroyan turned his attention back to the tarot cards.

"Eight of Swords."

Blindsight continued to read and placed it next to a card engraved with a pale saint wearing gorgeous golden armor. The card was turned upside down and facing Fu Qinghai. He could clearly see a drop of blood and tears on the chest of the person in the painting and a halo above his head.

"Sanguinius."

Blindsight said with a serious expression:

"Reversed, represents premature battle and sacrifice."

In between the two cards, Blindsight revealed the card she had used to flip the previous two cards, and placed it together with the final instruction card, then spoke:

"The Celestial Girl and the Galactic Lens, the great distance and the short time - this indicates that what is about to happen is changing rapidly and may be far beyond your imagination."

Blindsight continued to divine in silence.

Fu Qinghai and Saroyan were already engaged in an argument.

"What the hell is this for?"

Fu Qinghai spread out his hands and asked.

"Is the result of this divination good or bad?"

Saroyan fell into deep thought.

"I think my interpretation is correct, Aoyama."

"Your interpretation is a load of shit."

Fu Qinghai was dismissive of the divination results.

In his opinion, the Western tarot divination is just like the Eastern fortune-telling by drawing lots, which uses some ambiguous and specious general descriptions and a few words to make people unconsciously identify themselves with the situation. In psychology, this is called the Barnum effect. Blindly seeing this prediction has no reference value.

"Let's get real, okay?"

Fu Qinghai waved his hand and complained:

"We need now..."

Before he could finish his words, the hatch suddenly slid open.

"Sir, the navigator said he saw it."

A Space Wolves Marine came in and said:

"He saw that 'Howling Vortex' you were talking about!"

Fu Qinghai and Saroyan looked at each other.

"Then set off immediately!"

…

"I must return to the Alva."

Fu Qinghai said as he put on his armor:

"Then find a way to connect us together."

"Why?"

Saroyan asked in confusion:

"Why do you have to take that merchant ship?"

In his opinion, at this point in time, why not just abandon a shabby armed merchant ship? Why must he go back to drive that merchant ship?

"You don't understand."

Fu Qinghai shook his head without explaining:

"I entered this damn place just for this merchant ship. I must get it out of here."

Number 56 was in the cabin of this merchant ship when it left the Warhammer 40K universe, so Fu Qinghai had to take it away. Although this approach seemed a bit counterproductive, he couldn't think of a better way, so he had to do this.

…

In the captain's room of the Spear of Russ.

Fu Qinghai and Saroyan both left.

Only Blindsight was left here.

Her Emperor Tarot divination was not yet complete, but Fu Qinghai, the person she was divination for, had already left, so she shouldn't continue divination. But Blindsight was very curious, and even she herself didn't know whether this divination was a good omen or a bad omen, so she turned over the last card in the deck, wanting to break the rules and find some information.

Blindsight reveals this trump card.

The front of the card has a gold pattern.

"Golden Throne!"

Blindsight exclaimed in a low voice.

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