Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 117 Dark Night War 7 - (Carl Line 3)

If you want to ask how it feels to lead Carl, you can only say that the deformed mouse in his hand at the moment, and Franco, who was dumped before and almost vomited out the overnight meal, have the most say.

In short, a roller coaster is nothing compared to this.

However, relying on his strong desire to survive, and the strong sense of space that he has cultivated through years of flying between various pipes and walls.

At least the Distortion Mouse still tried its best to send Karl's humanoid self-propelled dump truck to its destination.

But just as the deformed mouse was about to run away as though it had been granted amnesty, Karl looked at it and smiled inexplicably.

"Don't rush to go, I will take you to a good place later."

As Carl's voice fell, the consciousness of the deformed mouse gradually began to blur.

(Fuck, when did you tie it up?)

This is the last consciousness of the deformed mouse.

After finding a place to hide the deformed mouse casually, Carl played with the needle tube that was pulled out afterwards.

"Don't tell me, the anesthesia needles from the Adeptus Mechanicus are pretty easy to use. I'll buy some more when I go back to Erika the Sage."

After speaking, Karl turned his attention from the corner where the deformed mouse was hiding to the door in front of him.

Strangely enough, the door turned out to be made of wood.

At least in Carl’s view, this is writing “there is no silver 300 taels” written on his face.

But before he started to grope, a "mysterious man" walked out from behind the door.

The person who came was wearing a blue-purple one-piece burqa and a crown embellished with skulls.

If you have to say it, then the visitor can probably be compared to the crazy, mysterious and mysterious prophet in a certain cult.

Of course, Karl, who has seen a thread of fate, knows that this is the bloody day.

With a hoarse but treacherous voice, Xue Richang said to Carl, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, if you don't mind, come in and we can chat?"

Hearing this, Karl is not in a hurry to fight the bloody sun.

It is easy to simply win, but it is often not easy to win beautifully.

After all, this time, what he is pursuing is not victory, but to obtain more benefits in the process of victory.

Following the bloody footsteps, Karl finally saw the scene behind the wooden door.

Slightly different from what he imagined, there can be nothing here, but there is everything.

In the simple and warm and unadorned hut, there is no throne made of blood; no frightening evil elements; no screaming deformed creatures.

An oil lamp, a teapot, and a book of destiny are all the things in the entire narrow room.

And just as Carl was curiously wandering around, the old man brought a cup of freshly brewed tea to Karl.

"Do you believe in fate?"

Facing the old man's question, Karl asked in a neither humble nor overbearing way: "Then do you believe in your so-called canon of destiny?"

Hearing this, the hand of the old man passing the teacup froze for a moment in mid-air, then turned around holding the teacup and came to the center of the room.

And in the center of the room, the Canon of Destiny that exudes blue on the surface seemed to sense the arrival of the fateful moment, and it floated into the air by itself and then began to flip gradually.

Accompanied by waves of subspace power spurting out from the grand ceremony, Xue Richang in front of Karl seemed to have entered a state of "unity of man and book".

A moment later, Xue Richang, whose eyes were emitting blue light, put down the oracle of fate in his hand.

"Take a good look, this is the power of the Destiny Ceremony."

Immediately, a huge but exquisite conspiracy tree gradually emerged in front of Xue Richang.

Yes, if Karl hadn't read the thread of fate, what was in front of Karl's eyes at this moment was a dead end.

In the ingenious scheme planned by Blood Richang, no matter which side Karl chooses to deal with in the end, he will face a complete failure in the end.

Is it the black hand who cut off the energy?

Or a hive that is about to collapse?
Or is it the singing that came from the chaos?

Between fiction and reality, Tzeentch's punch was real this time.

The answer given by the Destiny Ceremony is - all three punches are true.

And when all the schemes were shown in front of Karl, the old man handed the cup of tea in his hand to Karl again.

Then the old man extended an olive branch to Karl again.

"You have already lost, or you have no chance of winning in the first place."

Yes, if Karl is just one person, then no matter which side he chooses to deal with, the only thing waiting for the hive under his feet is "destruction".

Tzeentch's purpose from the very beginning was to stop a certain plan of the Emperor, so killing Karl became the most convenient and direct way.

As for why Tzeentch didn't come here, Karl can only guess that this is the result of some kind of check and balance between the emperor and the four gods.

So it made no difference to Tzeentch whether it was the gene-stealers from the shadows, the crumbling hive, or the corruption that spread through song.

As long as any one of these three strategies succeeds, it will be enough for Tzeentch's spokesperson, Blood Richang.

Of course, these speculations all have a premise --- Carl has only one person's words.

But is he really alone?
The answer to this question, obviously, he intends to use practical actions to tell the "complacent" Xue Richang in front of him.

But before that, Karl did not forget the purpose of his trip.

Deliberately putting on a distraught expression, he gradually extended his hand to the teacup in Xue Richang's hand.

At the same time, he was still muttering: "Is this the ultimate wisdom!"

Slowly taking the teacup from Xue Richang's hand, Karl deliberately stopped the hand holding the teacup in front of his mouth.

He put on a tangled expression, deliberately raving again: "No, no, I can't betray humans!"

Seeing Karl's teacup resting on his lips, Xue Richang looked like he wanted to drink it but couldn't make up his mind in the end, so he finally took the hook.

"Money, army, war, knowledge, as long as you invest in the Lord of Change, these will no longer be a problem!"

Facing the bait thrown by Xue Richang, Carl pretended to be crazy and shouted: "Money, money, I want it now!"

Hearing this, Xue Richang frowned.

There seemed to be something wrong here, but Xue Richang couldn't figure out what was wrong.

But the special cup of tea in Karl's hand will only be useful if he drinks it when Karl is convinced.

Originally, Xue Richang thought that he would start the grand ceremony of fate, and after he slapped his interlocking plan on Karl's face, Karl would naturally drink this glass of mind control liquid called "Water of Changes" in a heartfelt and sincere manner.

But when the matter developed here, it seemed that there was a slight difference from the plan of the long blood day.

Turning around and returning to the Ceremony of Fate, Xue Richang checked his plan again.

(Without any omission, this is indeed a dead end.)
At this moment, Xue Richang even wanted to bite the "poison" in his mouth, and turned into a quasi-devil, and chopped off the poor-sighted Karl in front of him.

But looking at the cup of tea that had already been placed in Karl's mouth, Bloody Richang hesitated again.

He does have a lot of mundane things like money, even if he moves out to gamble, it doesn't seem to be impossible.

Besides, even if Karl is really pretending, Bloody Days Chang can't think of how Karl will break the situation.

Although he didn't know what the gene stealers were doing, Xue Richang knew that the corruption of the song would officially start in 20 minutes.

Karl's speed is very clear, and Karl just has no time to catch up with him now.

Besides, even if Karl wants to rush over, he has to pass his own level first.

This is also the main reason why Xue Richang and Karl maintained a tacit understanding in repairing the load-bearing column.

As long as Karl is dragged here, any one of the above two plans can be successful.

And Xue Richang himself doesn't want the hive to collapse.

Destroying the Hive City is just an introduction to the plan, or a backup method.

If Karl really doesn't come, then Blood Day Chang may only follow Tzeentch's will to destroy the hive.

But at the same time, it also means that the bloody day will be long-losing the territory under his jurisdiction.

And what will happen to a pawn that has lost its value in the hands of Tzeentch, everyone is smart and there is no need to discuss it.

Thinking of this, Xue Richang already had a decision in his heart.

Turning around and putting his hands deep into the burning oil lamp, completely ignoring his burnt hands, Xue Richang directly pinched the wick off.

Holding the key to the treasure house, Xue Richang bent over to a very well hidden small door.

But just when Blood Richang was about to open his small treasury and find something to send this "stupid and greedy" Carl on his last journey, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air from Blood Richang's face.

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(End of this chapter)