Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 37 Blood Pool Crisis

In a corner of the monitoring screen, Carl suddenly saw a familiar but unfamiliar figure from the corner of his eye.

(Then how is it possible, he is obviously dead!)
However, after the initial shock, Karl came to his senses and realized that for the Chaos side, as long as they think about it, there is almost nothing impossible.

Especially those demons in the Eye of Terror, you killed him the day before, and they came to you alive and kicking for revenge the next day.

That's why, even at the height of the Great Crusade, the Empire had no intention of throwing millions of Astartes and countless mortal auxiliaries into the Eye of Terror for a one-and-done Armageddon.

And it was precisely this second of hesitation that Kaya seemed to sense something wrong with Karl.

However, Kaya seemed to have other ideas, and Kaya only urged Karl to continue "working".

Seeing that Kaya didn't continue to hold on to this matter, Karl quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to control the remaining scout robots.

Relying on his familiarity with the pipeline, he bypassed the security checkpoints set up by the Concentric Society many times.

And when one of the scouting robots controlled by Karl finally reached the designated coordinates, he was completely shocked by the sight in front of him.

In the artificially blocked half of the ventilation duct, a pot of bloody soup was exuding the favorite smell of Khorne and Nurgle.

And Karl also saw the target he was supposed to rescue this trip, Tesca's grandson-Oremir.

At this time, Oremir was being tied to the edge of the "blood pool".

Judging from the scars on Auremir's body, Karl is sure that Auremir may be being interrogated.

Although he didn't know that this group of people from the Concentric Association wanted to get something out of Auremir's mouth, but Karl probably had something to do with the whole "pot" of blood in front of him.

But just when Karl was about to continue observing, a harsh siren sounded again.

"Warning, a routine area ventilation will be carried out in 10 minutes, all personnel are requested to seek shelter in the nearest building."

This siren didn't sound like a thing to hear in the D-3 area before, but when this harsh siren encountered a place with a super echo like the ventilation pipeline, the destructive power it produced was not so strong.

Even through the screen, Carl felt his ear was hit hard.

And it seemed that they had been prepared for a long time, and those members of the Tongxinhui began to take their time to prepare for the wind.

First close the cover of the blood pool, and then cover the vertical windward side of the blood pool with a whole layer of smooth curved baffles.

In this way, even if there is a large amount of air passing through here, it will not cause any substantial damage to the blood pool.

After finishing the blood pool, the staff of the Tongxinhui immediately hid in the compartments on both sides of the ventilation duct.

These safe havens originally reserved for construction workers have now become the best hiding places for these members of the Tongxinhui.

Seeing this, in line with the idea of ​​using the last remaining value of the scouting robot.

After confirming that all members of the Concentric Society had left the scene, Karl immediately controlled the scout robot to Oremir who was tied to the side of the pipe.

Seeing the robot approaching, Oremir's originally dull eyes suddenly lit up.

Oremir knew that this would definitely not be a robot from the Tongxin Society.

After all, the ventilation is about to start, and Tongxin, who knows the situation, doesn't need to waste a robot to monitor him like this.

So Oremir used up the last of his privately stored battery, manipulated the damaged sound outlet, which was almost unusable, and sent a distress signal to the scouting robot.

"Go to the Inquisition, they want..."

But before Oremir finished speaking, a wall of air as thick as a substance knocked him out of a mouthful of old engine oil in an instant.

(Damn, it's too short a time, but it's enough to bring the Inquisition here.)
Feeling the body being "stomached" in the violent airflow, this was the last thought of Oremir before he fell into a coma.

Of course, Carl didn't see that much.

But on the other hand, Karl already has a rough guess about Chaos' plan this time.

(Look up, it's a ladder made of blood.)
It may be said that the Chaos Control Concentric Council wants to spread a new product of Nurgle and Khorne cooperation through the ventilation system.

And just as Karl was making a random analysis, an identity card was thrown in front of Karl.

"You can go, but it's best not to let me see you again today. I will go to you in person in a few days. I believe you understand what I mean. It's best not to play tricks on me."

While speaking, Kaya habitually manipulated the power armor, and threateningly played a sword in front of Karl.

Looking at the confident Kaya in front of him, Karl could only keep his complaints in his heart.

(Sister, in my opinion, you may only have a [-]-[-] split with the revived Duke.)
(I obviously want to help you!)
But the complaints are the complaints. Anyway, for Karl, not only the corruption crisis must be resolved this time, but also Oremir's share of the money must be taken by the way.

As for Kaya, it would be nice to wait until she is unconscious before making a move!

So after secretly lamenting that he was the most loyal worker of the Emperor, Karl put on a look of embarrassment to survive by chance, grabbed the controller on the ground and the identity card of whoring for nothing, and ran away immediately.

But before Karl took two steps, Kaya stepped in front of Karl.

Seeing Kaya pointing at him with a power sword, Karl was stunned.

(Brother (Mao), why do you have so many things to do?)

Kaya pointed at the controller in Carl's hand with her power sword, and said, "You can leave, but the controller must stay."

Hearing this, Karl frowned, and asked suspiciously: "But, even if I stay, you won't use it?"

But before Carl's words fell to the ground, he felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that his controller had been chopped into several pieces of electronic waste.

Seeing this, Karl didn't say much, but whispered a few words in his heart.

(I don’t need money for the controller, I will save you after you are beaten to death!)

Of course, this is just ranting.

Kaya's approach is actually not difficult to understand.

Kaya's main defense was Carl's backstab. After all, this kind of small robot that is hard to defend against is far more difficult to deal with than those stupid, black and thick members of the Concentric Society.

Of course, then again, such an important controller.

As a senior mechanical sage, Karl, can you make a few more spares?

I saw Carl, who ran out of the ruins all the way, took out several chipsets of unknown meaning from the bottom of the insole, the inside of the burqa, and the side of the hood, as if by magic.

After confirming that the core components were complete, he searched for treasures in the surrounding metal ruins for a while.

Soon, in less than 10 minutes, Carl, the man behind the scenes, went online again with full blood.

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(End of this chapter)