Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 115 Dark Night War 5 - (Carl Line 1)

After hastily arranging the crusader's next clean-up operation, Karl continued to rush towards the predetermined destination.

At this moment, it has been 3 hours since he started to act.

Since it is not an easy task to temporarily repair the main load-bearing column, at least for Karl who is only one person, it may take a long time to drive the 2.3-level berserk power.

Therefore, the sooner he starts repairing, the more time he will have to solve the troubles caused by these bloody days.

Yes, the mastermind of this incident, or one of the masterminds, is the mysterious bloody leader of the Tongxin Society.

At least in the future Carl sees.

Quickly shuttling through the intricate pipeline, Karl ran wildly while thinking about the next countermeasures.

Of course, this is not thinking about how to break the situation, but he is thinking about how to use this incident to maximize his own interests.

At the same time, Carl was still assembling the gadgets in his hand while running.

This is a parachute and a breathing mask.

And soon, he ran to the place where he needed to use these two gadgets.

At the end of the pipe, there is a huge "shaft"-like hollow.

It turned out to be an industrialized elevator, which was used to quickly transport goods between the "former lower nest" and the "former bottom nest".

At least from the several hinges still hanging on the rusted load-bearing shaft, Karl can still see traces of the elevator's previous operation.

Of course, all this has completely changed with the passage of time.

The nearly 20m wide giant elevator has long since disappeared, replaced by a dark and deep giant hole.

Smelling the smell of rust floating in the air, Karl knew that this was the destination he was looking for.

"thorn"

Carl pulled off a red flare.

With an orange-red tail flame, the stick-shaped flare spun and fell towards the bottom of the deep hole.

With the blinding red light from the signal flare, he saw the protruding rusted steel barbs on the edge of the elevator shaft.

These metal outer walls of the elevator shaft that fell off due to years of disrepair happened to be stuck in some corners of the original elevator shaft structure.

In a sense, although these cards are not so strong, the beams that can still be used for people to climb and stand are really useful.

But for a "lunatic" like Carl who wants to jump straight to the stomach, it is not so friendly.

But this is not a big problem, as long as you jump down along the central axis of the elevator shaft, it will be difficult to encounter these obstacles built by various coincidences.

The darkness here is so deep that even if Karl is using the power of rage, he needs some weak basic light as a reference.

Watching the tail flame of the signal flare gradually disappear out of sight, he has figured out the situation of the entire passage.

Gently put on the air-filtering mask, and finally take a deep breath of the "relatively pure air" around you.

After adjusting his mentality, Carl jumped down from the edge of the giant elevator shaft.

The familiar feeling of free fall and weightlessness came again.

At this moment, it is actually not much different from ordinary skydiving.

It's just that high-altitude skydivers don't have so many "rusted iron blades" on their sides to increase the psychological pressure on skydivers.

With his hands crossed in front of his head, an aerodynamic analysis diagram appeared in his mind.

At this moment, every muscle in Karl's body is fine-tuning down to the millimeter.

Only in this way can he maintain a smooth and vertical falling route.

With the help of the faint red tail flame that is almost invisible, he relied on those senses amplified to the extreme by the berserk force, and tried his best to adjust his falling trajectory.

Although the occasional collision is not a big problem, but even with the power of rage, the pain on Karl's body will not be reduced by a single point.

And this is because pain can often help Karl accurately identify the physical condition at the moment in battle.

This is not difficult to understand, after all, a person who does not feel pain will also lose the ability to judge the battle situation.

Pain is not a burden, but a feedback and reminder given by the body, so the power of rage will not help Karl shield this pain.

But then again, who would want to be in pain if it doesn't hurt?

At least Carl is not seriously ill.

Carefully manipulate the muscles of the body, and adjust the falling trajectory under the guidance of the simulated force analysis in the brain.

"Didi"

The urgent prompt sounded suddenly in Karl's ear.

He knew that this was the sound of a reminder that he was about to reach the bottom of the vertical elevator.

Moving his hand away from his face to the side of the backpack, Carl pulled down the opening button of the parachute.

This operation has become extremely proficient for him at this moment.

After all, this set of parachutes helped Karl a lot on the way from the throne area to the nest.

The moment the umbrella opened, Carl felt that familiar pull.

Controlling the small jet device on the backpack, he more carefully controlled the parachute to land smoothly.

"Boom"

With a muffled sound, Carl finally came to the bottom of the elevator smoothly.

The lighting stick that was thrown down ahead of time beside him was buzzing.

With the orange-red light, among the intertwined rusted steel ruins, he saw the thick and huge load-bearing pillar.

At this moment, the surface of this thick steel pillar has already been covered with various cracks.

But if there were only traces left by these years and the cracks on the surface of the load-bearing column, then Karl would not have deliberately walked here.

In the oppressive darkness, in addition to the "sizzling" burning sound of the lighting signal stick, there was another dull sound of metal tearing.

The sound of tearing metal reverberated in the space filled with all kinds of waste.

Carl knew that this was the scream from the main load-bearing column.

Without any hesitation, Karl started the repair with bare hands.

The surface of the load-bearing column has long been weathered, and the outer skin of the load-bearing column is as crisp as a biscuit at this moment.

Karl saw the hidden wound hidden inside the load-bearing column.

Due to the huge impact force before, these old load-bearing columns that have passed through thousands of years broke inside.

These disconnected composite columns, in turn, transmit greater stress to other surrounding columns.

It was precisely because of this chain reaction that the crisis of the partial collapse of the hive capital was brought about on a larger scale.

Looking at the row of "broken" load-bearing columns in front of him, Karl couldn't help shaking his head.

The situation was far more serious than he expected.

At least this kind of structural hidden injury is not something he can repair with violence.

But this does not mean that Karl has no way to deal with this problem.

At the critical moment, we still have to look at the emperor's "express delivery".

If there is any problem that the power of hope cannot solve, then double the power of hope.

"Bring me a brand new small load-bearing column!"

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(End of this chapter)