Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 86 Who dares to refuse to accept the high-level demon's visit?

Half an hour later, under the worship of countless corrupt elements, Karl finally flew staggeringly to the outskirts of String City.

If you look carefully, you can find that the entire String City is actually a pedestal.

This pedestal, which is arranged in a gossip formation, will build a giant hive city in the future.

In the row upon row of alloy buildings inside the base, there are several main load-bearing columns that are half built.

Carl knew that these pillars would carry most of the upper-level weight of the City of Strings in the future.

Unfortunately, none of this will happen in the future.

As the Emperor stated, it was an irreparable failure.

Looking at the load-bearing pillars that had been shut down for a long time, he knew that the entire City of String Music had fallen.

Of course, there is no need for Karl to look into the distance, as long as he casually looks at the fanatical followers of Chaos under his feet.

Fortunately, not everyone is "crazy".

Although the entire String City has entered a semi-anarchic state, the remaining part of the "smart people who have defected to the side of Chaos" has not been corrupted in the true sense because Chaos still needs them for the time being.

Soon, a large PDF was standing under his feet.

Different from those PDFs in charge of field battles, the batch of PDFs in front of Karl wore black ceremonial uniforms.

And these PDFs who came by car one after another, under the command of a small group of gendarmes in purple robes, began to clear the field in an orderly manner.

Under the violent clearing of the field by the military police, Karl finally had a place to stay under his feet.

After staggering to the ground, he finally let out a rough breath.

This is much more exciting than a steamship.

At this moment, Carl is like being locked in a front-loading washing machine and turning it hard for half an hour.

I couldn't feel it when I was flying, but as soon as Karl landed, the dizziness rushed to his head instantly.

So he accidentally harvested the heads of several gendarmes with his wings.

But before he shouted for a misunderstanding, the PDFs and the military police cheered.

It's as if this is how an orthodox high-level demon appears.

Seeing such a strange scene, Karl became more determined to follow the general policy of the emperor.

After all, he couldn't bear to live among a group of lunatics all day long.

Clearing his throat, he deliberately suppressed his voice and shouted: "Take me to see your chief executive, I have new instructions for him."

At this moment, looking at Karl, who was still dripping blood on his wings and exuding an extremely orthodox Tzeentch aura, no Chaos believer dared to question Karl's decision.

Soon, a luxury express car drove over.

Looking at the "Crystal Throne" covered with blue crystals above the cruiser, Carlton suddenly felt something bad.

(Would there be another high-ranking Tzeentch demon guarding here?)

(Note: Big Demon>Quasi-Demon>High-level Demon>Demon, but even among demons of the same species, their respective strength gaps are huge (basically depends on who is the protagonist of the story), here is for reference only.)
After all, such a car that looks like a custom-made parade tool cannot be completed in half an hour.

But fortunately, the problem is actually not too big, after all, the "extra strong and genuine" Tzeentch aura on him is not fake.

As long as Tzeentch himself doesn't point it out, no matter how you look at it, Karl at this time is a genuine Tzeentch high-level demon.

Sitting on the special "Crystal Throne", Karl asked the guard next to him for a piece of paper and pen, and began to write down some plans that would be used later.

After finishing writing, he felt bored and observed everything around him silently.

Since most of the people around were Tzeentch believers, there was not much trouble.

After all, those people whose IQ is not enough are not qualified even if they think about it.

But it is also the characteristic of a smart person. The group of people who gathered to worship him can be said to be either rich or noble.

It's a pity that what Carl came here was only the soul, otherwise he would have to grab a few Skyhawk coins from the treasury to go back.

While Karl was observing the crowd, a strange chaotic atmosphere suddenly attracted his attention.

Looking along the source of the breath, he saw nuclei-like objects hidden in the utility poles.

It was these ubiquitous tiny sources of corruption that completely "occupied" the entire String City in a short period of time.

Looking at the group of sculptures with only one foundation left in the distance, he knew that those places should have been used to commemorate the Raven Guard.

For a planet like Isstvan [-], which has been isolated by subspace storms for thousands of years, it still retains an effective organization and can quickly restore productivity.

The Raven Guard and their Primarch, Corax, opted for a scalpel strike.

That is to quickly "behead" the former high-level people on Istvan III, and completely destroy the resistance forces on Istvan III.

But this "short, flat and fast" attack also planted some bombs for the subsequent rule.

A totem religion that cannot be eradicated, a scar of hatred that has not yet healed.

When all these things come together, Chaos only needs to throw down a torch, and the temporary governing body on Isstvan III will completely collapse.

And the candidate for this fire, Chaos finally chose the planetary governor of Istvan III-Pral.

In this way, the empire was promoted as an "aggressor" in a sense.

Instead, these chaos became the "liberators" of Isstvan III.

This also explains why Karl was "worshiped" by the Chaos believers here as soon as he arrived in String City in the form of a high-level demon.

But at the same time Karl is also clear about the final fate of these chaotic believers.

Humanity (as a whole) is only in the eyes of the Emperor, the object that needs to be protected.

In the eyes of Chaos, human beings are just living generators that can be discarded at any time.

The only role of human beings is to continuously "charge energy" for the four gods amidst the pain and various intertwined extreme emotions.

For these fallen people, Karl can understand their helplessness to a certain extent.

After all, when it comes to war, there is no absolute justice.

But the ass decides the head. Since Karl has already chosen the camp, there will be no hesitation when he makes a move.

If the situation permits, he doesn't mind sacrificing all these followers of Chaos to the emperor, maybe the emperor will give him some extra pocket money when he is happy.

But at this moment, he has more important tasks than earning this little money.

As the convoy gradually entered the administrative block, he finally got rid of the annoying prayers with the help of a makeshift human wall made of PDFs.

At this moment, Karl even felt a little regretful——I knew that I would have just flown in.

But Karl soon dispelled this idea. After all, compared with those khorne reckless who only know how to wield an axe, Tzeentch's high-level demons pay more attention to etiquette.

And as if aware of his arrival, another terrifying aura of Tzeentch's high-level demon suddenly erupted in the entire administrative area.

After smelling it carefully, he smiled.

There are so many impurities in the breath, at first glance, it looks like a small-name character!
But at this time, Karl didn't dare to be careless. After all, he had never seen this uninvited little character in the thread of fate.

The essence of the thread of fate is a kind of prediction calculation based on known information.

This is the same mathematical model that Hari Seldon made in "Foundation" (the trilogy of science fiction novels) to predict the destruction of the empire.

What the prophet gets is only a general "plot trend", and this kind of macro-level prediction will not be accurate to everyone.

And just as Karl was analyzing the identity of the visitor, a "Tzeentch-flavored rabbit" with wings came to him.

(???)

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(End of this chapter)