Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 242 Is there a bonus for drawing all 24 suits?

"Preserve the safety of the Imperium, and serve loyally to the Emperor of Man, above all Primarchs."

Looking at the frozen image in front of his eyes, Abadan expressed his own emotion.

This is not a line he improvised, but an echo hidden deep in his memory.

Because this is the oath they made together when they joined the Council of Four Kings.

And obviously if Karl didn't lie to him, then the person in front of him is the only existence who has kept this oath to the end - the last shadow moon wolf Gavier Loken (Cybrus)

Even Abbadan has to admit that he is far less "stubborn" and "persistent" than Loken in carrying out the oath.

But what made him even more difficult to say was how he should tell him this cruel reality in the face of this familiar yet unfamiliar brother.

You must know that it is not the later Cerbrus (that is, the name Loken changed after the Isstvan III incident) that is frozen in the "Astarte Lottery" at this moment.

This means that this time Abbadan will personally inform Loken who knows nothing about this cruel future and ending.

Perhaps the "history" that Karl described is slightly off.

But judging from the large rift that unfolded, and Prospero, who was still in ruins in the end, the doomed ending must come.

Looking at Karl, Abbadan seemed to want to get some advice.

And Karl also pointed to the "Astarte Lottery" in his hand, which is introducing the soul in the painting into the distant body

In an instant, Abbadan understood what Karl wanted to express.

What is his goal?
It is the reconstruction of Luna Wolf in M42.

Therefore, no matter who comes out first, this is the reality he must face.

And only by facing up to the past can we open up the future.

The streamer dissipated into the surrounding void.

At this moment, it was as if some kind of seal had been lifted.

The two silent hearts started beating again.

"Boom-boom-boom"

With the return of body and soul, Loken returned to the stage of destiny.

That square and resolute face always reminds Abba of the inner tenacity of those he owns.

Abaddon didn't even have any doubts, if it was Abaddon who would come, the two of them would definitely fight hard.

Of course that's all for later.

The biggest problem facing Abadan at this moment is how to explain the situation to this "brother" with vigilant eyes as soon as possible.

After all, those corrupt scenes around have not had time to clean up yet.

Even on the temporary piece of armor that Karl put together on Abadan, there are still those dirty and corrupted things.

Whether it was the scene or the surrounding "wind of recovery" that had not yet dissipated, Loken, who had just awakened, was full of wariness.

After all, judging from the clues he investigated before the Devon [-] satellite battle, the Son of Horus was far from being safe inside at this moment.

Too much evidence that was either destroyed or deliberately hidden reminded this senior company commander who was used to keeping calm all the time that an undetected conspiracy was brewing.

He must personally catch the culprit hiding in the shadows and concocting all this before the most terrifying abyss comes.

But now, Abbadan, who smelled of corruption, woke up inexplicably in an unknown place, and whose body was covered with killing marks.

It seems that all the doubts in Loken's heart have been roughly answered.

He has sorted out a similar train of thought.

And now Loken, who has the blood of Cthonia, is staring at Abbadan with thin gray eyes.

To be able to transfer Loken from Ten Thousand Armies to this place, Abbadan must have made the most adequate preparations.

It was a silent warning, reminding Abba in the distance that he had better give a reasonable explanation quickly.

But is Abbadan really ready?

Apparently, Abadan was not at all prepared for Carl, who suddenly chose to smoke and enjoy himself.

Fortunately, after a short period of thinking, he had initially figured out the direction of the conversation.

"Gavier, I mean no harm. The environment here and your sudden movement is not a conspiracy of Chaos, but the Emperor's plan."

Hearing the word "Emperor", Loken immediately calmed down again.

Under the short blond hair, the freckled and pale face temporarily suppressed the anger floating on the surface.

He knew that angry snarling would not solve anything.

Maybe listening to Abbadan's explanation is the best choice.

But even so he did not let down his vigilance.

Turning his eyes around the Abadan, Loken locked his eyes on Karl who was more abrupt than the Abadan.

Because he noticed that there was something wrong with Abadan's state and tone.

Even if he could still tell the authenticity of the Abadan in front of him from the details that were revealed silently, it would certainly not be the tone of the Abadan in the usual way.

In the words and deeds of Aba Dan, Loken heard a hint of "guilt".

After all, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a mortal to "observe" on such an occasion.

No matter in the Shadow Moon Wolf or the Sons of Horus, mortals, except for the officers who coordinate to control the battleships, and the mortal auxiliary army officers who are responsible for following the assault spearheads, can't get into Abbadan's eyes at all.

Not to mention being able to stand on such a top-secret occasion that should belong to the Astartes so openly, and eavesdrop on such key information.

Therefore, in Loken's view, the appearance of Karl belongs to the kind of existence that has absolutely no good intentions.

He hated the secrecy, the dark side buried in the Emperor's light.

As if sensing Loken's staring gaze at Karl, Abbadan immediately burst out with a surprise.

"Gavier, do you know who this person is in front of you, I guarantee that you would never guess it in your dreams."

It's a pity that these seemed to be the words of Abbadan trying to smooth things over, which aroused Loken's vigilance.

From some inadvertent details, he can recognize that the person in front of him is a fake idiot.

But this idiot and the character in his memory definitely had a subversive change.

(He would smooth things over for a mortal?)
I don't know if the world is crazy or Loken is crazy.

But he still followed Loken's suggestion and glanced at Karl who was watching the play with his hands in the distance.

This is absolutely disrespectful.

An insult to the Astartes.

Normally, Loken would have gone up to teach this ignorant mortal a lesson about etiquette in the army.

But this moment is different.

Compared with these trivial sundries, he was more concerned about the situation of Horus.

The situation on Devon [-] is so weird.

Those noisy signals jam nearly all communications.

Even he can only follow the last instruction received and go to the huge battleship ruins for support.

But at this juncture, he fainted inexplicably.

This is simply an insult to the name of a warrior.

"That's enough bastard, if you really still recognize me as a brother, take me to see the Warmaster now."

Loken had had enough of these secrets.

At this moment, for him, he had to confirm the safety of the Warmaster first, and then he could discuss the following matters.

Until then, he refused to cooperate with Abbadan's tricks.

Because Abbadan may also be stalling for time.

Hearing Loken's questioning, Abadan was a little speechless.

But he still cast his eyes on Karl for advice.

This was not his original intention, but after experiencing the battle of Prospero, Abadan truly and completely changed his understanding of Karl's identity.

Mortal - Emperor's Envoy - Savior of Mankind

So it's just a subconscious, seeking an answer from someone with more wisdom and vision.

Seeing this, Carl sighed.

"Forget about this villain, I'll take care of it."

He raised the "Astartes Lottery" in his hand towards Loken in the distance, and Karl gently flipped the pages on it.

=Everything in the world will decay if it falls into the hands of human beings=
And the first sentence on it caused Loken to be shocked.

He had seen this sentence before, but not in this book.

This familiar sense of separation reminded him of another book, The Chronicles of Urshe.

However, before the question in Loken's mouth could be released, the gold-rimmed pages on it were flipped in Karl's hands.

The greater shock instantly pierced Loken's original sanity.

Those were portraits, so lifelike that he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion.

It felt like—they were living in that strange book called "Astarte Lottery".

This is very weird, but Loken forcibly suppressed the question that just came to his lips.

Because he seemed to have found the answer to his question just now among the flipping pages of the book.

The familiar breath gradually became clear as the pages were turned backwards.

"No!"

In the end, that bad premonition became a reality.

Looking at the picture close at hand, Loken was also silent for nearly a minute.

His heavy body was continuously panting heavily.

After a while, the heavy panting sound gradually weakened.

Those are two sketches composed of stacked lines of various kinds.

One of them is a picture of Horus wearing the mk.3 and mk.4 hybrid magic modified power armor.

Behind him, the fluffy cloak hanging from the shoulders seems to be fluttering in the wind, seeming to add a bit of life to the still face.

However, the situation on the second screen took a sharp turn for the worse.

Malogost thrust a flaming greatsword into Horus' chest.

And at the edge of the screen, I vaguely saw a

A girl with a golden light, whose eyes continued to burst out until the golden light in the sky.

(Is this the Emperor's verdict on Horus?)

Loken couldn't understand what happened in the painting, but he could be sure that it was what happened in real life.

This kind of truth does not need to be concealed at all.

After a while, Loken managed to recover the most basic language ability from the shock.

Seeing Loken who had regained his breath, Abadan immediately stepped forward to hold Loken's shoulder.

"Calm down, I was just like you when I first came here."

Squeezing out a crappy smile, Abadan immediately started to strike while the iron was hot.

"That one is the envoy sent by the emperor, and we have passed 1 years now, so it will not affect us if we calm down for a while."

But it is obvious that this kind of supplementary attack behavior has nothing to do with the calmness that Abadan claims.

"What, Emperor's Envoy? 1 years??!"

The excessive amount of information directly shattered Loken's thinking logic.

He couldn't imagine that this was the world 1 years later.

But after another collision between madness and rationality, Loken still returned to temporary rationality.

Just like in the "harmonious" Council of Four Kings before, his "humanity" will balance the anger of Abbadan and the arrogance and contempt of little Horus (Horus Eichmander),

Looking back at this moment, even Abbadan can accept everything in front of him.

It shows that things are not at their worst yet.

Turning his eyes to Karl who was holding the "Astartes Lotto", Loken finally understood the real leader of this conversation at this moment.

Some preconceived prejudices made him subconsciously think that the leader in front of him must be Abbadan.

But if the shell of "Astartes identity" is discarded, it is obvious that Abadan has placed his identity under the mortal in front of him.

This sense of contrast aroused Loken's thirst for knowledge.

He wanted to know the origin of this so-called Emperor's Envoy;
He wants to know whether the 1 years that Abadan said is true or not;

He wanted to know the fate of the Emperor and Horus.

And it all comes back to that original question.

"Dear Emperor's Messenger, can you answer my doubts?"

(???)

Facing Loken who turned his face faster than a book, Karl was directly shocked.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being the most "humane" seat. After Loken put aside those Astartes' pride, his attitude turn is simply outrageous.

Of course, this is also inseparable from his frequent dealings with mortals.

This is how Loken's title of "Story King" came about.

After calmly analyzing the most basic situation, it's not surprising that Loken reacted like this.

"Okay, but I don't guarantee that these histories will actually happen."

Looking at Loken with a serious face, Karl can only lament that this kind of adaptability is completely different from the cries, quarrels, and slashing of people.

Only such extremely calm people can take on the role of mediator in the Council of Four Kings.

As the No. 1 member of the Council of Four Kings who joined the Council of Four Kings as a "non-child of Horus", Loken's ability in this area can only be said to be beaten by "an unenlightened Abba egg".

Turning the pages of the book, it sings the praises of time and destiny like the passage of time and years.

Finally, after going around a full circle, the picture on it was frozen at the moment when Malogost stabbed a flaming giant sword into Horus' chest.

"Then, let's start with the ending of the Warmaster..."

Loken just listened silently.

Like those mortals who listened to his stories, he patiently listened to the fate of the god of fate.

It was the irony of fate, the opera of despair.

Listening to the passing and leaving of familiar names.

Loken finally understood a truth-everything he was familiar with would never come back.

The 1-year empire is like a dream and an illusion.

On his resolute face, there was a trace of crystal teardrops.

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(End of this chapter)