Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 72
Looking at the trap hunter holding the net gun, Carl called out for cheating.

It's not because he can't dodge the trap hunter's power grid. In fact, if this thing is not used for sneak attack, it is basically impossible to hit anyone.

But insidious is insidious here.

As I said before, the floor of the arena is made of metal.

And looking at the trap hunter's insulating material soles, Carl immediately understood what the trap hunter was trying to do.

Although the rubber soles can be regarded as insulating to a certain extent, but looking at the pair of shoes on his feet, the material does not seem to be so pure, and Carl does not think that these things can be completely insulated.

Obviously, this is a deliberately set "dead end".

The purpose of the trap hunter is not to kill Fabry (Karl), but to take revenge by torturing Fabry (Karl) with electric shocks.

Karl doesn't know whether this kind of cheating is allowed or not, but it seems that no one will come out to avenge Fabry if this kind of punishment is placed on Fabry.

At this moment, even through the heavy mask, Carl seemed to be able to see the smile on the corner of the trapper's mouth.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull seat."

Seeming to see Carl's hesitation, the trap hunter held the electric net gun and shouted the pre-war slogan in a teasing tone.

Seeing this situation, Karl did not hesitate.

Following the slightly mocking and joking pronunciation of the trap hunter, Carl also uttered the sentence that he had held back until now, "Blood for the blood god, and the skull for the skull seat."

But it's all the same sentence, but the meaning in Carl's words is completely different.

In an instant, a tyrannical atmosphere enveloped the entire Blood Arena.

Blood boiled, demonic statues squirmed, and it felt as though Khorne himself had cast his sights on this inconspicuous little corner of the galaxy.

Accompanied by this tyrannical atmosphere, the entire Blood Arena, which was originally boiling with human voices, fell silent in an instant.

Holding the bloodletting dagger in his hand, Karl began to walk slowly towards the trap hunter.

In this seemingly ordinary pace, every step contains a strong sense of oppression.

Feeling life-threatening, the trap hunter couldn't care so much at this time, and "slapped" 4 shots per second.

With the firing of the net gun, four capture nets flew towards Carl.

Seeing this, Karl did not choose to hide.

Just kidding, do you need to hide from this kind of heresy after using the power of rage?

The best deterrent effect is to directly crush the past.

Anyway, it's just delaying time, instead of dodging passively and being beaten around the field miserably, wouldn't it be nice to just run over it all the way?
Since you are playing rogues, engage in unsolvable rogue tactics like electric shock play.

Karl had no choice but to fight violence with violence, so that they could learn the upright spirit of Khorne.

So in the next second, the four capture nets were all wrapped around Karl.

With the activation of the electric shock device, a current that would incapacitate ordinary people but not kill them instantly flowed through Karl's body along the four wire meshes.

Feeling the tingling sensation all over his body, Carl said that the massage was done well, but he still doesn't need it next time.

With a slight force, the four capture nets were easily torn apart by him.

Apart from some scorched black marks on his borrowed burqa, the four stacked grids were useless.

Seeing Karl walking like a normal person, the trapper panicked.

The trap hunter couldn't understand why the four stacked nets couldn't catch Fabry.

But the matter has come to this point, the trap hunter can only bite the bullet and pull out the long knife behind him.

But looking at Carl, who only had a bloodletting dagger in his hand, the trap hunter didn't feel any sense of security.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Karl is still methodically approaching the trap hunter.

Karl, who has the blessing of Khorne, has a strong sense of oppression on his body at this moment.

Every step Karl took seemed to be stepping on the heart of the trap hunter, and this unavoidable sense of oppression almost made the trap hunter kneel on the ground.

Looking at the trap hunter who was forced back again and again by the aura, Karl exclaimed that he was dead.

It's you kid who wants to be a rascal, right? I'm going to straighten you up for Daddy Khorne today.

And as Karl pressed closer, the trap hunter quickly retreated to the edge of the arena, on the vertical metal wall several meters high.

These walls stained with scarlet rust seem to tell every participant that there is no retreat in the arena.

Unless the time is delayed, the door to exit behind will not open.

However, the trap hunter is still a bit "bloody" after all. When he was forced to retreat by Karl, the trap hunter finally broke out.

The trap hunter raised the long knife in his hand and slashed directly at Karl.

If it was another normal opponent, the trap hunter's surprise attack might really catch the opponent by surprise.

But it's a pity that facing the "invulnerable" Karl at this time, the trap hunter's knife was considered to be on the steel plate.

With a quick grip, Carl firmly clamped the trap hunter's blade with his right index finger and middle finger.

Feeling the blade being pinched and unable to move half a point, the trap hunter knew it was over this time.

Subconsciously, the trap hunter wanted to drop the long knife in his hand and run away.

After all, there are still 9 minutes. As long as the trap hunter can last until the end of the time, he still has a chance to survive.

But the idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel.

Before the trap hunter could react, the knife in Karl's left hand had pierced into the trap hunter's armor.

Watching the trap hunter fall in a pool of blood.

In an instant, the whole audience fell silent.

No one believed that Fabry could fight back. On the contrary, everyone came here with the mentality of watching for fun.

It just so happens that today is also the day when the Khorne faction "Scarlet Moon Chief" in the Tongxin Society will be decided.

Everyone originally saw Fabry's massacre as a prelude to the official battle for the position of the head of the scarlet moon.

As a result, the devil knows that Fabry, who never showed his face, turned out to be a ruthless person who hides deep.

In the face of the long-arranged massacre, the prey calmly killed the executioner, which was a great joy.

In an instant, a large row of players exited the scoreboard.

After seeing the strength of Fabbri (Carl), no one would be so stupid as to bump into him as cannon fodder.

But that being said, there is always someone who has to go.

At this moment, in the private room above the auditorium, the incumbent Scarlet Yuechang frowned deeply.

Although Scarlet Yuechang's own strength is not bad, but in all fairness, it is a bit exaggerated to catch a sword with bare hands.

Looking at the boiling pool of blood on the sidelines, Scarlet Yuechang vaguely felt that the blessing of Khorne this time did not belong to him.

But many things are often like this, and you have no other choice.

Especially in the Tongxinhui, fists can often represent everything.

And the third prince set these rules with his biggest fist.

At this moment, Scarlet Moon has no choice. Since Fabri (Carl) has issued a challenge, he can only fight with all his strength.

Silently opening the drawer, Scarlet Moon took out a tube of scarlet liquid from the drawer.

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(End of this chapter)