Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 164 The First Son of Horus Awakened in M42
==Carl Attribute Table==
Seed of Hope Current Stage: Germination 1%
Power of Hope: 45229 (+2.24/day)
Tzeentch's gaze value: 0% (Level 2.5 Abyss of Wisdom)
Khorne's attention value: 0% (level 2.5 berserk power)
Slaanesh's gaze value: 0% (level 2.2 perfect luck)
Nurgle's attention value: 0% (Level 1.2 Wind of Recovery)
Skill: Mechanical Codex Knowledge Base 1/10
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==Emperor's Gift==
The Advanced Astartes make a copy of the body, which can host souls other than the Primarch.

(Reason for the gift: to intercept the power necessary to "resurrect" Horus)
(Gift postscript: A new beginning, a new expedition.)
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After finishing the conversation with Malogost, Karl ran away without looking back.

Because he could feel that the rotten spikes piercing his soul were continuously injecting rot into his body.

That can't be a joke at all.

Although it was only a little bit corrupt at the beginning, he knew that there were still a lot of "bad fate" he created on the entire Devon satellite.

That was the "price" for stealing half of the entire Sons of Horus.

Now that the spokesperson of the Emperor's possession - Kelia, said that she will take care of the rest.

Naturally, Karl would not intervene.

He struggled to get up from the ruins.

He knew that this was the "treasure house" left by the previous Blood Richang.

After completing the "ritual" through the Ceremony of Fate, he locked himself in this treasure house.

In this way, if nothing else, at least the security is full.

He rubbed his numb back leaning against the treasure chest and his sore buttocks.

He secretly made up his mind that next time he must give himself the entire movable "training cabin", and then match it with a big enough bed that is comfortable enough.

Otherwise, finding a hole or a room to hide every time is really a distraction.

The environment in the entire treasure house is not bright, but it is not completely dark.

This is mainly due to the moss on the surrounding walls that emit a faint blue light.

These plants seem to be not too different from those seen in Franco's house before.

Of course, don't think too much.

After all, this thing is only used to save electricity, or it can be used as lighting in places that are "unable to connect to electricity" like bloody days.

After slowly getting up and swaying for a while, Karl finally felt his mind was fully awake.

So he began to examine the trophies one by one.

The first is the level of the four skills.

Not surprisingly, Abyss of Wisdom, Power of Violence, and Perfect Luck have all increased more or less a little.

But the recovery wind was the only one that didn't move at all.

Of course, this is not difficult to guess.

After all, "Nurgle" wants you to act like you didn't see anything, and you ran over to check the bottom of the sky, and almost gave the whole plan a blow.

If this is still smiling and giving you a performance salary, that would be abnormal.

But that transcendent "high-dimensional perspective" Karl really wants it!

The state of "soldiers united as one" that is like using the body to use the arms and the arms to use the fingers is really delicious.

In contrast, the so-called wind of recovery that can make ordinary people absolutely loyal is just a "gift".

But how can I upgrade the level of the wind of recovery?
It seems that we can only try to "give yourself a real vacation" first.

The gaze continued to move down.

"A High Astartes clone body?"

There was no rush to take out the body, because he had to find the "Urshe Chronicle" first.

Not sure where to find it though.

But he always has a kind of "guidance" in the dark, and that book is in this treasure house at this moment.

Looking around, under the faint blue light, all kinds of treasures are lying quietly on the stone floor in the hall.

Precious metals, rare materials, and various scriptures.

Here is simply "although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs."

There was no option to ignite new lighting sticks, as that would deplete the oxygen that was not abundant here.

Taking the dusty classics to the wall one by one to check, it didn't take long for him to find the "Chronicles of Urshe" buried deep in the pile of books

At this moment, this classic book is already full of traces of time.

In other words, the fact that this kind of paper can be preserved for 1 years shows that it is not a vulgar thing.

It was this classic book that reminded Karl again.

His every word and deed in those so-called dungeons will be fixed as real history.

This is one of the reasons why the Emperor strictly forbids him to read any historical materials.

But here is another problem that cannot be avoided. If the layout can be made 1 years in advance, why is there still the fall of Cadia and the opening of the Great Rift?

What did the dream that the emperor entrusted to him indirectly want to express?
Shaking his head, he shook those chaotic thoughts out of his brain.

Karl began to study how to get out the souls stored in "The Chronicle of Ursh".

=Everything in the world will decay if it falls into the hands of human beings=
Gently open the yellowed and wrinkled title page.

=The left eye looks to the past, the right eye looks to the future, fate is impermanent, life is priceless, this is the book of secrets, this is the method of compensation =
Apparently, the first sentence here has already named the usage of this encyclopedia.

Close your right eye.

Those vertically arranged, angular and elegant Imperial Gothic characters gradually began to distort under some strange force.

Eventually images appeared on every page of the Chronicle of Urshe.

There is Abaddon, son of Horus's 1st company commander, who wears a long braid, is brave and reckless, and does what he says;
There is a standard British muscular gentleman dressed calmly and cautiously, the son of Horus 2nd company commander Tarek Torgarden;

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There is a "little Horus" who looks similar to Horus, the son of Horus, the commander of the 5th company Osimander;

The "Story King" with blond hair, handsome Western European style, and the son of Horus, the 10th company commander Gavier Loken.

Of course there is also the most important ssr Horus himself, and Marlogest who is responsible for sealing Horus' power.

But why use ssr to call it?

Because when Carl closed his left eye, the situation took a new turn.

The portraits that were originally fixed and neatly arranged began to twitch randomly.

To make matters worse, this time he extracted almost all the souls of the Sons of Horus.

And this means that there is only one ssr in the card pool.

Now it has been expanded tens of thousands of times inexplicably.

This is really digging a hole for yourself.

But in fact, he doesn't regret it.

After all, the Sons of Horus have always been one.

Only a complete legion can exert the increase brought by that kind of unity.

And, there is one more problem.

What will be the "situation" of these souls who have passed through 1 years after they are released?
No one can know.

With a wave of his right hand, along with Karl's thoughts, a burly body was pulled out from the golden crack formed in the void.

It was a bare, featureless body of a standard Astartes.

He guessed that the corresponding changes should only be adapted after the soul is selected and injected.

There is no other way, whether it is a bug or a dragon, we have to gamble.

Just like drawing cards in the previous mobile game, watching the ever-changing pages on "The Chronicle of Urshe".

An indescribable feeling crazily stimulated Karl's nerves.

Close your eyes and open the prize!
It turned out to be the legendary "Abadan" who is invincible in all battles!
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(End of this chapter)