Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 256
"Zizzi"

It was the sound of mechanical joints running.

Looking at the source of the sound, Carl saw a familiar figure——Draco

Of course, this is not surprising, because it was he who informed Drake to come to receive the new equipment.

At this moment, Drake has already put on a pair of mechanical prosthetics. Although this thing cannot support him to go to the battlefield in person, it is definitely more than enough for daily use.

As soon as they met, he solemnly saluted Karl with an eagle salute.

"Don't be too polite, just take a look at your new car."

Facing Drake, Carl did not show the seriousness between superiors and subordinates.

After all, Drake is a "talent" he single-handedly promoted, and he belongs to the direct line of the direct line.

There is no need for red tape between those official duties.

But even so, he could still clearly feel the change in Draco's temperament.

It was a vicissitudes of calm.

He knew that in places he hadn't seen, Drake had been leading the crusaders to grow continuously.

But just as he was about to turn around and introduce his future new car to Drake, a slight sound outside the door caught his attention.

"Come out, there's nothing to hide."

After a while, a pair of ears popped out.

Taking a closer look, the person who came was the Chief of Staff Rabbit.

It seems that Drake and this dog-headed military division abducted by the emperor have been deeply bound.

It is the best partner on the battlefield.

But this also raises a question, why the chief of staff Rabbit's expression is a little uncomfortable at this moment.

"Mouse, mouse, what a big mouse!!!"

The Chief of Staff Rabbit exclaimed and hid directly behind Drake.

This can be regarded as an eye-opener for Carl.

Good guys are not afraid of guns, just afraid of a mouse?

But after thinking about it, it seems that there is no problem.

After all, there is a high probability that that thing is a Skaven brand mouse.

Suddenly seeing such a big mouse appear in such a place, maybe it is a normal state to be frightened.

And this also leads to a new problem, the future status of the Skaven rats in the empire.

As we all know, the mainstream view of the empire does not accept these things at all.

It was Carl who held the concept of 3k to make such an outrageous operation.

He didn't even think about how he would make the existence of the Skavens public.

Perhaps it is necessary to use the name of the Emperor's Envoy to forcefully promote it?

Fortunately, the problem is not imminent in the short term.

Carl still has some time to think about what to do with the group of rats.

"I'm afraid you may have a vision from poisonous mushrooms. Where are the mice here?"

Reluctantly giving a perfunctory answer, Karl felt that there should be a better way to suppress the future identity arrangements of the Skaven rats than forcibly using the emperor's envoy identity.

"Can……"

Seeing that Chief of Staff Rabbit seemed to want to continue this topic, Karl immediately pulled the topic away.

"Don't worry about those hallucinations, let's have a little shock."

He turned his body sideways and shifted the focus of his perspective to Abbadan and Loken.

At this moment, Chief of Staff Rabbit was immediately frightened out of his wits.

Skybraid + Astartes = Abaddon = Black Warmaster
It is different from other existences who keep their ears off the outside world and only read sage books.

Chief of Staff Rabbit is well aware of the importance of knowledge and information, and it is precisely because of these advantages that he can become the half-head of Istfan No. [-].

He didn't sleep all the way to M42 like Loken and Abadan.

He could clearly feel the passage of time in the process of punishment and the emperor's money.

Therefore, he also learned some brief "rumors" about M42 in his spare time while commanding.

As soon as M42 is mentioned, the black warmaster will become an inescapable legend.

Although at the macro level, Abaddon's Black Crusade failed every time.

But that was made at the macro level of the empire - statement
In fact, for those unlucky civilians who were really affected, this is a real nightmare.

Therefore, if you only look at the official documents, the Black Crusade may really like to play with a hammer and a mallet aimlessly like a joke.

But the image of Abaddon is in the real folk, it is definitely the best remedy to stop children from crying at night.

Therefore, in the eyes of Chief of Staff Rabbit at this moment, he is not an upright Astartes who is honored forever, but a grinning death god descends.

(It's over!)

His body trembled uncontrollably, and his feet retreated step by step involuntarily.

"you you you……"

He didn't even dare to say the name.

Because he was afraid that he would send the legendary magic sword back to the evil hell where Tzeentch "punished" him in the next second.

And this is only the best situation. It is rumored that the magic sword can even swallow the soul of the beheaded person alive.

If he was directly chopped off, then who would he turn to for comment.

"Uh, I still have something to do, let's go first."

Finally, in a panic, Chief Rabbit's brain finally flashed a wave of light for a short time.

This is crazy, whoever wants to deal with the black warmaster, he's going to pack up and run away anyway.

Why are there so many ghosts and monsters on Frank III?

Ma Ma is so scary here, I want to go back to Istfan No. [-]!
But the plan is perfect, but it is not the case when it is actually executed.

"Wait, don't go yet."

The nightmarish voice stopped Chief Rabbit in his tracks.

He wanted to move, to get away from the demon but he couldn't control his body at all.

For it was an order from the Emperor's Envoy, and he could not resist it.

If he forcibly resisted, the final outcome would probably not be much better than being swallowed by the black warlord with a sword.

The body is stiff and the muscles of the face are tensed.

Helplessly, Chief Rabbit had no choice but to bite the bullet and stay where he was, waiting for the next instruction from the emperor's envoy.

It's an absurd feeling.

Why would the Black Warmaster stand with the Emperor's Envoy.

Did the Emperor and the Black Warmaster complete some kind of py deal, or did the Black Warmaster coerce the Emperor's envoy to prepare for a one-pot deal?

He didn't know, but he sincerely hoped that the answer to that question would be the former.

Seeing the figure that symbolizes death and destruction gradually approaching in the distance, fear almost overwhelmed Chief Rabbit's rationality.

This was no ordinary Astartes reinforcement in intelligence at all.

This is a trap, the plot of the Black Warmaster.

In a daze, he even saw the scene where the huge Star Destroyer directly detonated the Frank III with a single shot.

"Waiwai, are you okay?"

Carl asked suspiciously the Chief of Staff Rabbit, who seemed to be in a state of ailment.

Strange, isn't it his dream to have a machine that can make unlimited amounts of carrots?

How come he didn't want it once it was put out?
"Then if you don't want it, why not change the production line to something other than carrots later?"

As if he heard some key words, Chief Rabbit's originally chaotic logic finally temporarily resumed operation like a stuck computer turned on the console.

Following the instinct of his body, he replied subconsciously; "No, no, no, carrots are still needed."

"Then wait here first."

It wasn't until this moment that Rabbit Chief of Staff realized that he seemed to have tricked himself again.

Facing the demon in the distance, he didn't want to stay here for a second.

However, this also reflects his rational side as a smart person.

There seems to be no confusion in the whole scene now.

If he points out the identity of the black warlord on the spot, most likely the two sides will directly split in place.

Although he didn't know the true strength of the Emperor's envoy who had become Tzeentch and played with him severely, the cruiser that was directly smashed by one person would not lie.

Perhaps this is the reason why the Black Warmaster lurks here!

His thoughts suddenly brightened.

That being said, at least in the short term, the Black Warmaster will not do anything directly.

After analyzing the pros and cons, Chief of Staff Rabbit's heart was instantly relieved.

As long as he doesn't try to die in the short term, he will definitely not die.

Putting on a ceremonial smile, he pretended to be calm and retreated behind Drake.

Since this is a script that has already been written, it is best for him not to act at this moment.

As for the identity of the Black Warmaster, he can tell Karl secretly through the Seed of Hope later.

"Don't worry, carrots are indispensable for you."

Patting the shoulder of Chief of Staff Rabbit, Karl turned to look at the master of the armor ceremony - Drake.

Pointing to the "Apex Dog Core" standing quietly in the middle of a pile of parts in the distance, he introduced to Drake: "That's why I told you to come here, but I have to remind you that this thing seems to have some Be stubborn, you have to get his approval first."

After finishing speaking, Carl led Drake to this dreadnought mech that looked ordinary on the surface.

Everything is so new.

But these brand new parts seem to exude an indescribable sense of history.

It was a stream, as if it came from the afterglow of history ten thousand years ago.

"You guessed it right, it does come from the past."

Carl opened the cockpit and sat in the final adjustment of the circuit, and at the same time gave Drake a science introduction.

"It comes from Prospero of M31. As for what kind of battle it has experienced, it will have to wait for you to communicate with it."

"Katta", the final insurance is installed.

There is no need for any complicated confirmation, because Carl knows that Drake will definitely choose to take this path.

Even if the future is full of ups and downs, the glory of the emperor will always shine on his future.

He gestured to Draco to please.

"Try to tame this beast and prove your loyalty and courage."

Hearing this, Draco nodded silently.

No need for elaborate rituals, because true loyalty doesn't need to be written on the surface - that's a hypocrisy

"buzzer"

It was the whirring of an electric motor at the entrance to the cockpit.

Accompanied by the injection of the green life-sustaining liquid, the core part of the apex dog that completed the preliminary connection started to activate.

In a trance, Karl seemed to be able to hear the roar from the past.

His eyes were fixed on the data indicator on the side, because he was actually not sure whether Drake would be recognized by the apex dog.

If not, then we can only create a real fearless mech for Drake to use.

And Karl couldn't find a suitable driver in a short time.

If this is the case, the only way to transform the apex dog into an internal multiplayer control like a normal titan.

Fortunately, Karl is not a mad scientist. If it is true that Drake cannot tame this 1-year-old behemoth, then he is ready to terminate the experiment at any time.

The curves on the meter go up and down like a roller coaster.

At this moment, even Karl could not be sure of the final result.

It would be no problem if it was replaced by him. After all, in a sense, this guy named "Apex Dog" was something he made up from his memory.

However, just as Karl set the tone before, teammates who are somewhat reliable at critical moments are far more effective than piling up all resources on themselves.

After all, the big guy always attracts the most firepower, so it's good to leave it to others to be beaten and make a meat shield.

He has a lot of ways to achieve the same effect, and taking a step back, if it really needs to be taken over, it's not something that Carl would have thought of.

As a professional mechanical master, I would be too sorry for this name if I didn't leave a few back doors.

And just when Karl was concentrating on analyzing the data, he was always ready to scoop up people.

The old gossip Loken and Abbadan started betting again.

"Gavial, what do you think his success rate is?" (Gavial Loken)
Abadan's tone was a little uncertain, after all, his cognition of mortals had been torn apart.

"Not sure, it seems to depend on his willpower, but I see a strong belief in his eyes."

Loken stared at the screen in front of Karl seriously, the only pity was that he could only watch this thing with a half-knowledge.

Maybe he can guess some meanings from those changing line charts.

But he was stunned by the scrolling code on the other side. There is no way that the story king can't write code.

The truth is that it is not professional.

But as the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, but the listener does.

Chief of Staff Rabbit was all too familiar with the word "Gavial".

Although Chief of Staff Rabbit did not find any records specifically targeting him in the follow-up, as a member of the Sons of Horus, it is not difficult to speculate on his position in the great rebellion.

= Awakened, rebel, last (smear marks) =
Judging purely from the limited information collected by Chief of Staff Rabbit, this guy doesn't seem to be someone to mess with.

This is the end of the calf.

I thought it was 2 on 1, but it turned out to be 1 on 2.

My good fellow, is this stabbing the nest of Chaos?
It is true that all talents are driven here.

If I had to make an analogy, at this moment Chief of Staff Rabbit had automatically jumped out of a big word "Danger".

Fortunately, the current atmosphere is not too rigid.

"Match passed."

The cold mechanical prompt sounded, and everyone present except Chief Rabbit breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the slightly excited crowd in front of him, Chief of Staff Rabbit had a sense of unreality.

Is this everyone drunk but I alone awake, or everyone awake but me alone drunk?
He doesn't know.

"Look at Abba, I just said he can do it."

The last knife fell.

Now Chief of Staff Rabbit was a little confused.

"Do you all know he is Abaddon?"

(Everyone looks suspiciously)

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(End of this chapter)