Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 171 How is the Emperor Card Riddler Developed?

Looking at the startled Skaven, Karl felt a little funny instead.

When did he, who has the wind of recovery, need to use those means to completely control a "person".

That's really just old sugar in a treasure house.

But knowing it doesn’t mean you have to say it, and Karl finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Abbadan cast a look of “I understand”.

(Is this what Kiri eggs should look like?)
Finally, after understanding what Karl meant, Abadan rushed towards the leader of the deformed rats in the distance without any hesitation.

Don't forget, Abadan used to be the combat power in the Son of Horus.

Even without any armor and weapons, asking him to fight a large deformed mouse is really a bit of a bully.

But Aba Dan also knew that this incident was an ordinary battle on the surface.

Behind the scenes, it was the guy who called himself Karl who put him to the test
After listening to the history of the past, he was not in a hurry to get the "Chronicles of Urshe" containing Horus

Because he knows that he is not ready yet.

And about the meaning of the emperor, Aba Dan already has a rough guess.

Judging from the "hidden character" of the Emperor, it was impossible for him to bring just one Son of Horus.

And the key to everything lies in the so-called envoy in front of him.

Pushing all the muscles to the limit, Aba Dan rushed towards the enemy in the distance like a bolt of lightning.

Stepping out step by step, feeling the gradual contraction and relaxation of the muscles on the body, Aba Dan quickly found the feeling in this brand new body.

That was the fighting state he was familiar with.

In fact, Abbadan still likes to be the first company commander of the son of Horus who just cut it off.

It's just that interests and actual needs often conflict.

Fortunately, just like his current situation, what awaits him is not a position of sitting on a chair and giving advice.

His eyes were fixed on the waving claws of the deformed mouse like torches, and the familiar feeling of fighting returned to Abadan's body again.

As if it was an innate ability, those skills honed in life and death have already been engraved into the soul of Abadan.

But it was the return of this feeling that made Aba Dan feel a little bored.

(Weak, too weak.)
In the eyes of Abadan, the tricks of the deformed mouse are full of loopholes.

After deftly avoiding the claw of the leader of the deformed mouse with a sideways movement, Abadan directly grabbed the leader of the mouse with his giant hands for mortals.

Ignoring the pair of struggling little paws, Abadan turned his head and looked at Skaven viciously.

This time Skaven didn't dare to make trouble anymore.

The moment it saw Abadan's eyes, it seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood hidden behind the black pupils.

Abaddon--Abaddon--Apollyon is the name of an angel of destruction in ancient books.

At this moment, it seemed to see through the thick camouflage on Abadan's body, and clearly saw the terrifying tattoos carved on the surface of the rhythmically contracting muscles.

A vertical eye, a gray wolf, and a skeleton.

Those tattoos on Abadan's body are not only a memory of his past gang life, but also a means of deterring his enemies.

Any coward would immediately surrender out of uncontrollable fear after seeing these tattoos that were once drenched in countless blood.

"Surrender, surrender."

This is not only the words of the mouse leader who is struggling with his neck tightly gripped by Abadan, but also the voice of Skaven at this moment.

Only now did it understand that the monster it was facing was not just the one who was standing by the side watching the show at the moment——Hand-splitting Demon Daxian.

"Good job!"

Seeing Abadan almost perfectly handled the conflict that had already been set up.

Carl clapped his hands in praise while facing the leader of the deformed rat who was lying on the ground and gasping for breath.

He has a bad mission in his hands, and he doesn't want to interfere too much with these things before upgrading the Wind of Recovery.

Fortunately, Abadan has already mastered some of the lessons in history after his epiphany.

From the perspective of Abadan, who didn't know that Karl had the skill of Resuscitating Wind, Skaven needed an opponent to check and balance.

Obviously, the leader of the distortion mouse, who has already experienced his terrifying power and left a shadow in his heart, is the best choice.

Seeing this, Karl didn't intervene in Abadan's decision-making, anyway, it would be good to find a few "spare".

Taking out a jelly bean casually, Carl walked up to the mouse leader as usual.

"The spire will come in 20 days."

For some reason, this ordinary narrative sentence was full of an unquestionable feeling in Carl's mouth.

At least that's how it sounded to the Skaven.

It is not an easy thing to know.

Not to mention Ershu's identity, it is extremely difficult to get to the top of the tower in 20 days just by traveling.

Difficult doesn't mean impossible.

The hive capital is essentially a huge "illegal building complex".

As long as the hive city residents still need to discharge sewage for a day, those pipes responsible for sewage discharge will be their roads leading to Rome.

In addition, if you can go to the car, in fact, 20 days is just about the same.

Reminiscent of the "jelly beans" that he swallowed before, this is a "life and death mission" that cannot be verified but Skaven dare not gamble on.

At this moment, all those weird thoughts before were thrown away by Skaven.

He wants to survive, he wants to become the king of this area!

Looking at the Skaven who was rushing out, and the mouse leader who was surrounded by a group of mice and mice and started on his way after hastily arranged.

Carl sighed.

"The upgrade of this recovery wind is really tormenting."

Yes, he could take Ershu away immediately, and then drag it to the church in the next nest to start cloning at high speed.

But in that case, the upgrade of the wind of recovery will become indefinitely.

Seeing Abadan cast a puzzled look, Karl didn't know how to explain it.

Suddenly, he remembered a familiar Riddler.

The riddleman also often sent him some inexplicable tasks.

And the impact of these tasks is often not immediate.

Just like the aftermath of 63-19, who would have thought that the unexpectedly loyal Malogost would eventually become a container for the emperor to store the power needed for Horus' resurrection?

Even if it wasn't for Malogost's loyalty enough, his soul would have been exhausted along with that power over tens of thousands of years.

Thinking of this, Karl already understood how he should answer Abadan's doubts.

Pretending to be a magic wand, Karl closed his eyes on purpose, and after pretending to be contemplative, he got the emperor's revelation.

"This is the emperor's will, and you will understand when the time comes."

Looking at Abadan whose eyes were instantly filled with solemnity, Karl forcibly held back the smile that reached his lips.

(Hey guys, that's where those riddles come from!)

At this moment, he seemed to have learned the essence of the state religion.

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(End of this chapter)