Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 233 The Other Half of the Singer Badge

The flames burned, and everything that belonged to the entity of the apex dog was roasted and crumbled.

Return to the simplest entropy increase like the simplest natural law.

However, in the center of the collapse, Karl was completely intact, leaning against the bulkhead that had already eroded metal droplets, and did not intend to do anything.

If you take a closer look, you can find that his skin is in an extremely weird state.

The outermost skin is continuously steamed until it is scorched black, and then transformed and continued to glow with new life under the strange blessing of the loving father.

In this way, he quietly leaned against the bulkhead of the empty magazine and did not intend to do anything.

It was as if he had forgotten that he was still in the middle of the battlefield.

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't want to fulfill the plans he had set.

It's just that the price of stealing the blessing of a loving father is really too heavy.

Um, or to be more precise, it should be a bit too "relaxed"?
I don't want to do anything, even moving my fingers feels like an unacceptable waste of energy.

Just like a laborer who finally has a day off after working several 007s in a row, the only thing Karl wants to do at the moment is to lean against the bulkhead of the empty magazine to breathe for a while.

Prospero's end?

that's not important.

Magnus' fate?
that's not important.

own situation?
That doesn't matter either.

Anyway, it's just a dream after all.

Feeling like taking a bath in a hot spring, Karl no longer wanted to move.

Life is short, so what is the purpose of working so hard?
If the price of survival is struggling, then what is the point of survival in exchange for this.

Only in this brief warmth can he feel the meaning of survival.

However, just when he couldn't help but want to sleep in this peace, an unexpected figure broke into his sight.

At this moment, he has a huge subspace energy, and he can even snatch the control of those walking corpses.

It was also because of this that he was able to see Ahriman and his party during the assault.

"Assault with me!"

That was Ahriman's roar.

At this moment, Ahriman is holding the scepter, knocking on the surrounding explosive kernels, and releasing flames towards the front.

But even so, they still looked so small in front of the raging tide of corpses.

"Cut, it's just pointless struggle."

There is a moment when everything dies.

The once great giant will eventually return to dust.

Has human civilization ever been brilliant?

The existence of the Golden Age has long since answered this question.

Those crazy creations stored in Carl's mind are the best evidence.

Since the glorious era of human beings is long gone, why do you want to be a person who goes against the tide?

Just accept everything and accept the doomed destruction.

Looking at Ahriman, who was constantly changing, Karl felt a little bored.

He knew exactly what Ahriman was betting on.

But Ahriman might really bet wrong.

Maybe Karl once thought so, but he changed his mind after receiving the teachings of his loving father.

Even though he has made so many changes, the future he saw in M42 still hasn't changed for the better.

The Great Rift still cuts off the entire map of the Milky Way.

It seems that such an effort is meaningless at all.

So what if he can defeat the Four Gods.

In the prophecy given by the Emperor, isn't what awaits all doomed destruction?
"Look" at Bonaparte who was trembling because of the breath emanating from his body.

Carl even felt a little amused.

He is not a man-eating tiger, he just wants to be a flat salted fish.

This responsibility is too heavy, no matter how you look at it, saving the legion is not something that a mortal should intervene in.

Whoever loves to do it will do it, Shushu I lie flat.

As Karl's views with his loving father become more and more converging.

A satisfactory start channeled more warp energies.

Faced with this extremely terrifying power, even Bonaparte was almost scared to pee.

He had never seen such a posture, and even if he was told that his loving father had come, he would believe it.

His legs trembled uncontrollably, with both excitement and fear.

He seems to have opened a door.

A final door that he was unable to close.

The subconscious Bonaparte wanted to run away instinctively, but he didn't realize that he couldn't move until this moment.

With the hill made of fallen apex dogs as the center, invisible psychic ripple strikers have even swept across the core pyramids of Tizcane in the distance.

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==The center of the core pyramid group of Tizca--the top of the Pyramid of Light==
Feeling the psionic breath coming from the pavement, Magnus turned and looked at the mirror beside him and asked, "Is this your plan?"

The artillery fire behind them is still roaring, and the front line of the war has been pushed to the edge of the core pyramid group by the wolves.

In addition, the battle in space is not going well, so Magnus urgently needs an accurate answer at this moment.

He must make sure that the biggest reinforcements he relies on in this battle can complete their set tasks on time.

Obviously, this spiritual energy fluctuation was not in the plan discussed with the existence in the mirror before.

"Change is also part of the plan, it seems you haven't understood it yet..."

Facing Magnus' questioning, the existence in the mirror seemed to want to swear casually to prevaricate it.

After all, how could the Lord of Change admit to his miscalculation?

Even if there was, it was just part of the plan.

As long as he doesn't admit it, everything will not be beyond his control.

For this moment, he had already prepared a sufficiently sophisticated plan.

Although I don't know why Nurgle made such a sudden move, as long as it can make him fall into a short sleep, it will be fine.

However, in the next second, the mirror beside Magnus suddenly fell silent.

The picture on it suddenly began to flow, and finally it was fixed in a hidden interlayer of the Fire Phoenix Pyramid.

And if you look carefully, you can find that these are the four of Abadan and Kaya.

"So you've met Carl before?"

That was the question from Abbadan.

Facing Abadan's question, Kaya could only nod in response.

= Will we meet again =
= We will meet again one day, of course I will not look like this by then =
=Okay, alright, the Emperor’s Chosen is not so easy to belch, so don’t curse me to death all day, okay=
= As for this, I reluctantly accept it, and when I am free, I will take this badge to find you, okay? =
Regarding this musical note emblem, Kaya concealed a little detail.

In fact, the other half of this badge was not taken out by her.

Only when the two badges are spliced ​​together can a sound-generating mechanism like a music box hidden in it be activated.

Or in other words, it is indeed the case when the rules of the physical universe are dominant.

But just when she was about to get up to check the situation at the entrance, the other half of the note badge suddenly rang.

"On the day when the stars fall, I will still be by your side."

"There is no need to fear, no need to grieve, our soul will reach the other side of life."

But at the moment, this is not a good thing for Kaya and her party.

Now is not the time for nostalgia.

The vigilant Abadan immediately pulled out his giant axe, and stared vigilantly at the "traitor" in front of him who might have deliberately made noise to attract the Paladin guards and the Thousand Sons.

But after careful consideration, Abadan finally put down the ax that was going to kill people.

He read a trace of surprise from Kaya's bewildered face.

And this meant that she might not have made the sudden noise on purpose.

The good news is that the sound only rang for a while.

The bad news was that it was enough to attract the Thousand Sons who had been hunting people around.

"Hey, get ready for battle."

Hearing the sound of footsteps surging outside the wall, the brothers Abadan and Ferdinand raised their claws and giant ax again.

Now that their whereabouts have been exposed at this moment, the next step is to create as much noise as possible, and pray that the wild wolves outside the core pyramid group can attack as soon as possible.

For Abadan, perhaps the only good news at this moment is that the place is narrow enough that the Thousand Sons can only come in one by one.

But just as some unintentional small actions are enough to change the overall situation, this half-leaved note badge gave Tzeentch's exquisite plan a fatal blow.

==Emperor's Gift==
Singer Badge (The wearer will be able to understand the mysteries of the melody.)
(Reason for gift: to purify a polluted place.)
(Gift postscript: In the soil of irreparable failure, plant the nail called hope.)
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Listening to the notes flashing by his ears, a crack suddenly appeared in Karl's calm state of mind.

Are results really that important?

If he didn't do these things, he might not even have the right to see the scene that the Emperor gave prophecy.

Why is Ahriman still sitting in the sea of ​​corpses and struggling needlessly.

=Ahriman’s plan cannot be successful, even if Magnus acquiesces them to return to the Emperor’s side, Tzeentch will never miss the wisdom in his mind=
=That will be a failed ceremony, all the existences he regards as treasures will be destroyed by his own hands=
=The scarlet cross saves no one=
=The last thing left is a face of nothingness taken over by the roaring void=
Cruel, desperate, and natural.

Those threads of fate from the vast sea of ​​psychic energy explained to Ahriman the direction of the entire future in exceptional detail.

Lian Ahriman still chose to continue struggling after witnessing his "destined destiny".

So what reason does he, who once gave so-called preaching to Ahriman, have any reason to play tricks here?
=Fate is not completely in the hands of the gods, but in our determination and wisdom=
=Seeing through everything is a blessing, but also a curse=
Finally, the hypocritical mask called "An Le Contentment" was gradually uncovered by him.

The person who is burdened with an unimaginably heavy future embarks on the journey of searching for the end once again.

The walking corpses instantly surrendered to the purest breath of the loving father.

But they didn't stop destroying the remnant of the apex dog.

Swiping down the sharp claws, neat incisions suddenly appeared on the remnant of the apex dog.

However, unexpectedly, after cutting these gaps, the walking corpses got in by themselves in the next second.

Like the most savvy maintenance masters, a large number of them started the "maintenance" of the apex dog.

In the jingling, if you ignore the bones, nail caps, front teeth, etc. that they use to repair, it is still quite serious.

It can only be said that when the mechanical trainer came over, he would kowtow to these mechanical cultivators and recognize a master.

And in some areas that are completely irreparable in the style of green leather, some pure natural biological parts are used as replacements.

It perfectly embodies the wild maintenance style of the so-called "corpse and machine".

Successfully developed automation that has been developed for tens of thousands of years, and returned to small manual workshops overnight.

But even so, it is not a problem for the pragmatic Karl.

Just move as long as you can, and leave the rest to the subspace.

The only pity is that the apex dog who lost the long-range weapon can only let Bonaparte experience another thousand cuts.

"Boom"

As the uplifted mountain once again leaked the true face under the surface, Bonaparte finally saw the true face of the enemy who was previously covered under the pile of walking corpses.

It was a Titan that had long been decayed.

But the mottled greenery on it is still distorted by the force of the surging subspace, making it look so frightening.

"run!"

Bonaparte, who didn't even know where his ax was flying, finally broke free from his fear.

Its plump figure twisted quickly, regardless of the trampled corpses under its feet and the stinky intestines drooping aside.

He knew very well that he could only open the gate of the warp by escaping from this warp zone that was out of control.

Indeed, at first he did feel the power of the warp around him weaken.

He even had a little doubt.

As the master of the subspace, since when did Chaos start to be afraid of this power that itself came from the subspace.

Even this is a blessing bestowed by a loving Father.

This is simply ridiculous.

But for Bonaparte, it was too late to try to run away now.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The sound of metal colliding with the ground from behind scorched every nerve of Bonaparte like a talisman.

The sound that was getting closer and closer indicated that he could not escape this battle.

If it was the usual way, he would definitely have to shout "Lovely father, save me" even if it was a loan.

But in this situation, Bonaparte really didn't dare to shout.

He found a real father for himself after calling out father, and he really didn't dare to bet what would happen if he called out again.

It's a pity, if he really gambled.

Then the loser is estimated to be Carl.

The body was still unable to move, and the familiar ravings sounded in his ears again.

This is the price of directly borrowing the power of a loving father, and this state cannot last for a long time.

Even if it was a short-lived wave of inspiration before, it was just a drop in the bucket in the face of billions of walking corpses.

Fortunately, with poor information, he has eaten Bonaparte in front of him to death at this moment.

The sharp blade swung down, and the green claws easily tore open the wrinkled and pustules-covered skin.

At this moment, Karl seemed to be back on the Devon [-] satellite.

Isn't this the big gift package for "giving experience" here?

"Since you like sliced ​​service so much, enjoy it."

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(End of this chapter)