Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 222 Where is it?Try the macro gun?
"Sure enough, the guys who can be favored by Tzeentch are all old silver coins."

This is Karl's complaint about Amon.

After all, in a sense, no matter how Prospero develops in the future, Amon will win.

Huge psionic energy surged continuously in the narrow space.

The scorching bullets penetrated Amon's body, and with a satisfied smile, part of Amon's soul began to be gradually reorganized, purified, and reconstructed, and finally turned into a pattern on the "Judger" gun.

At first glance, this pattern seems to be no different from the previous pattern generated by Carloface.

But as long as you take a closer look, you can discover the mystery.

Countless smaller patterns have constructed this seemingly complete pattern.

It contains all the soul fragments of the Thousand Sons that Amon collected after he made up his mind, but there is no one for Amon himself.

In this way, it doesn't matter whether Prospero's final victor is Chaos or the Empire.

The Thousand Sons can survive in a new way.

This is the answer sheet given by Amon.

=Give me the power to end everything, this is my last request, after that, no matter what the result is, I will completely surrender to you=
Rewriting fate has a price, and now is the time to pay the debt.

=There is still 0s before the impact=
"boom"

The first to break were the protruding psychic array spears on the bow of the Ten Thousand Radiance.

This thing is basically a special "magic weapon" used to amplify the psionic effects of the Thousand Sons, so its strength is basically similar to those of the antennas that replace the rice cooker.

But the universal giant ram at the back is enough for the Grafinkel to drink a pot.

However, what is even more embarrassing is that Carl discovered that the field he opened seemed a bit too "real".

Amidst the ripping of metal, he even felt the wailing of the Grafinkel.

The huge impact even slightly distorted the central keel of the Hrafinkel.

And other small parts are even more disastrous.

A large number of injury reports flew into Carl's mind like snowflakes, and such a real experience even made him subconsciously rub the "old waist" of this new body.

"Fortunately, it wasn't the stern that was hit."

After secretly letting out a sigh of relief, Karl began to check the damage of the Grafinkel.

=47% hull damage rate=
= Core structure damage rate 63% =
=Crew loss rate 24%=
=The subspace engine fails, the covered stand engine fails=
=Conventional power engine safety power reduced to 75%=
After roughly estimating the damage of the Hrafinkel, Karl immediately began to control the auxiliary engines on it to try to break free from the bow ram of the Brilliant Ray.

But soon he stopped this meaningless attempt.

After all, the battle on the Wanzhang Ray is still going on at this moment.

Due to the attack by the bow ram angle used by the Wanzhang Ray, the state of the Wanzhang Ray is obviously better than that of the Hrafinkel, which was almost "cut in half".

At this moment, the Great Ray is running its engines at full speed, and it is frantically sprinkling salt on "Karl's wound" against the Hrafinkel.

Of course this is not the important place.

Feeling the terrifying spiritual energy coming from the Wanzhang Ray, Karl turned his head and reminded the wolf king who was about to go out, "Remember to put on your helmet."

Hearing that the wolf king faltered, after a little thought, he picked up the helmet on the shelf beside him that he didn't usually like to wear.

Averting his eyes from the wolf king, Karl endured the "back pain" and started a new plan.

Wolf ships began to gather around the Hrafinkel.

Under Karl's careful control, a series of giant macro cannons are gradually aiming at the Radiance, which is still "tickling" him.

This time, he was going to "shoot hundreds of millions of shots" to the thoroughly corrupted version of Amon on the Radiance.

As for Abadan, who was still not wearing a helmet before going out, Karl said that he could only send a courier to the wolves who rushed to help.

==Wanzhang Light Bridge Command Room==
Abadan was holding a huge ax with half of its tip missing, panting heavily for the scorched air in the bridge.

The violent fluctuation of spiritual energy emitted by the "judge" just now has destroyed the last trace of the domain here.

So Abadan, who was "disconnected" at the moment, didn't know about the Lemanus reinforcements who were already on the way, and the surprise that Karl was preparing for Amon.

The good news for Abadan is that the shot just now seems to have successfully interrupted the psychic implosion process of the Wanzhang Ray.

The bad news is that all the huge psionic energy from before seems to be concentrated on the monster in front of him, maybe it can no longer be called Amon at this moment.

What a psionic coercion that was.

Under this burst of coercion, the original Thousand Sons guards in the Wanzhang Ray of Light also transformed into terrifying monsters along with Amon who was "upgrading the devil".

And these twisted gadgets after being promoted to demons are obviously not good news for Abadan who has been in a state of being beaten by gangs.

=Potent hormone 0.5g injected=
Without a moment of respite, after feeling a little bit of physical strength regained, enduring the continuous overstretching sensation from his muscles, he once again swung the half ax in his hand at the rushing twisted monster.

But even so, the number of those transformed Thousand Sons is still too much.

The original red armor on their bodies has long been covered with blue crystals.

Like their deformed, inhuman bodies, there is an aura of corruption everywhere.

Just like the ax in his hand that was already covered with corrosion marks and was on the verge of disintegration, it fell into an irreversible spiral of death.

A series of cracks had already spread all over his power armor body.

He could feel that under the oppression of the telekinetic force that could be called madness, the entire pair of power armor was denting downward.

It felt as if the corrupted Thousand Sons wanted to crush him completely.

That feeling of being against the whole world—not to mention pretty cool.

This is the battle that is enough to excite him.

At this moment, Abadan seemed to have returned to the previous battle against the green skins.

It's been a long time, he hasn't found this feeling of fighting for a long time.

Inadvertently, smelling the corrupt smell in the air, he even thought of the other him that Carl had told him about.

"I am the devil, I am the predator of the world, and the false emperor will eventually perish in my hands."

"It seems to be quite suitable."

Accompanied by Abadan's self-deprecating complaints, another dirty head soared into the sky, spreading its dirty and corrupt blood everywhere.

However, not everyone can laugh at the newfound joy of combat in this dangerous environment like Abbadan.

On the other side, Constantine held the Spear of the Sun God and stood in front of Amon trembling.

"Is it necessary? Our goals don't seem to conflict?"

That was the completely corrupted Amon, who used some kind of weird psychological interference.

Every time he heard these seemingly unspoken words, but still poking at Constantine's inner pain point, the Spear of the Sun God he waved in his hand would hesitate for a moment.

And when a master fights, hesitation again and again will become his biggest weakness.

"bump"

Accompanied by the whistling of the blue wings, a shadowless and invisible sharp blade slashed across Constantine's armor again.

The warp space storm, which had been stirred up to the point of surging huge waves, had already covered up all traces of Amon's use of psionic attacks.

Unable to see, unable to predict the source of Amon's attack.

So funny, so helpless.

Even Constantine could only wave the Sun God Spear in his hand aimlessly, resisting those undetectable attacks.

The traces from the center of the hall all the way to the jumping torpedo hatch represent the huge amount of attacks that Constantine has resisted from the impact to the present.

And the scorched black hole in Amon's chest that he didn't intend to fill at all seemed to mock his overreaching.

The psionic energy erupting from that ghost has even temporarily reached the level of the original body under the blessing of the unknown and terrifying existence.

The muscles all over his body had long been numb, and just a slight movement would spread the severe pain of overwork throughout his body.

But even so, Constantine would not stop dancing the spear in his hand.

Because he knew that there was something extremely important behind him.

Even if he is not at his peak at the moment, it is not so easy for a forbidden soldier to fall down.

"A futile struggle."

As if feeling the approach of other powerful beings, Amon also lost the patience to continue playing.

The scepter in the hand is drawn in a circle, and the profane prayer is recited.

New aberrations appeared throughout the Radiance.

Those corrupt thousand sons who were about to push Abadan into a corner seemed to have received some kind of signal, and they all gave up their pursuit of Abadan, and gathered towards Amon again.

And when he ran to Amon, it melted into Amon's body like a dissolved energy block, leaving only a pile of corrupted armor all over the floor.

"Power, such a powerful force!"

Amon showed a look of madness.

At this moment, he seemed to realize the power far beyond the original body.

At this moment, it seemed that everything around him trembled under this terrifying spiritual energy.

=Body stability 95.6%=
=Body stability 83.2%=
=Body stability 62.5%=
Through the trace of the field brought by Lemanus and his party, Karl re-read the stability of Amon at this moment.

Once this value drops to 0%
Then, like those Thousand Sons whose flesh and blood deformed, the last trace of Amon's soul will be completely destroyed.

Even the "Judger" can't burn something that doesn't exist.

And the instigator of the whole incident will return to the Eye of Terror with a corrupt version of the Astartes who has made a lot of money.

It is true that Karl could not prevent Tzeentch from taking away his "price".

But it was obviously not as easy as he thought to take away all the benefits in front of him.

Because of the exquisite plan, the most feared thing is a little accident.

Anyway, there are still 11000 power of hope left, so it doesn't matter if you are willful once in a while.

Anyway, if it is just to steal the power of the four gods, there is not much difference between opening the first level or opening the second level.

=Power of Hope-10000=
= Level 2 Perfect Luck =
"It's really a good hand, but it's a pity if you want to deduct my performance like this."

In the alternating rotation of gears and motors, most of the heavy weapons have been turned to a seemingly random intersection point.

And all he had to do next was wait.

After all, you are already a wolf king, so if you don't accept the "welcome" from the wolves, you don't understand the etiquette of hospitality.

They are Viking successors in space, and their only response to provocation is a huge ax in their hands.

"boom."

Hidden behind the broken Tiaobang torpedo warhead is the wolf king's angry roar.

Russ hated the traitor in front of him.

Even though he was wearing a helmet that he didn't like at the moment, the eyes hidden under the long golden hair behind the armor still shone with a dangerous light.

If it weren't for Amon's trick, he would never put his son in danger of corruption.

He knew exactly what it was.

It is precisely because of knowing the truth that we understand what fear is.

Hidden under the rough and violent appearance is a brain capable of keeping calm and sober at all times.

Only in this way can the wolves maintain a macro-level rationality at all times in the midst of frenzied killing.

The Spear of Russ (aka: The Spear of Dionysus) is raised high.

This weapon, which Leman Russ loathed, was finally taken out by the Primarch.

At this moment, like the intersection of fate, two sharp spears appeared in the same battle at the same time.

The spear of the sun god in Constantine's hand represents light, independence, order and stability in Nietzsche's philosophy in another world.

The spear of Dionysus in the hands of Leman Russ represents the original instinct and chaos of all things.

The spear was swung out, and the surrounding subspace energy was temporarily suppressed for a few minutes.

Without any hesitation, after meeting Constantine's eyes, Russ and Constantine stabbed the spear in their hands at Amon, who was waving his wings and chanting some unknown spell.

As if he had seen through the thoughts of the two, the spell in Amon's mouth became a little more hasty.

Psychic energy hit Russ and Constantine like a torrential rain.

The surrounding space became sticky again, as if the whole world was preventing the two from moving forward.

Every time the two took a step, they were under tremendous pressure.

In stark contrast, Abadan was trotting in the opposite direction towards the landing torpedo compartment.

It made his steps extra light because he was running against the torrent of psionic energy.

But even though Abadan's strange behavior at this moment made Amon feel a hint of conspiracy.

But in the face of Constantine and Leman Russ attacking at the same time, even Amon, who had already completed the ultimate demon life, did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

His top priority now is to retreat first, and then join Magnus on the ground on Prospero to pinch the Space Wolves from inside and outside.

Fortunately, the ceremony is almost complete.

His body has begun to flicker irregularly.

"Cowardly coward!"

That was the wolf king's unwilling roar.

But Amon, who had already changed his thinking, naturally would not pay attention to the incompetent rage of these fools.

Before the arrival of two destructive forces enough to completely wipe him out, his figure had already dissipated in the Radiance.

After escaping from the Wanzhang Ray, Amon, who temporarily hid in the space gap and waited for the retreating fleet to pick him up again, felt a bit of ridicule.

(stupid, short-sighted, blind)
This is Amon's evaluation of Russ and Russ who just escaped.

Played by him in the applause, the most delicious change for the god of destiny is their destined destiny.

Amon, who was in a relaxed state, even began to despise his previous "indecisive" self.

Obviously, it would be fine to just fall directly into His arms, instead of engaging in such meaningless behavior as betting on both sides.

That would simply call into question his greatness.

Feeling the unprecedented huge spiritual energy in his body, at this moment Amon even had a feeling of transcending everything.

But when he was thinking about how to cooperate with Magnus next, a sense of crisis suddenly filled his brain.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"Impossible, how did my position get exposed!"

"Um, do you believe me when I say you can guess at random?"

"Who!"

"Uh, the real Treacherous God's Choice?"

(!!!???)
"boom"

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(End of this chapter)