Warhammer Seal

Chapter 159 Beyond the Curse
The market still maintains the appearance of 500 years ago. There are all kinds of goods on the counters and in the shops, but they have already rotted like the shopkeepers.

There is nothing to see in the whole place, and there are no resources. Wende just needs to clear a path to move on.

Thanks to the help of the dwarves, even the poorest and most backward provinces of the empire have such a terrible weapon as gunpowder.

Wende also jumped out of the tank to collect a few barrels and placed them in the center of the market.

Then go back to the tank and aim for the very middle of all the powder kegs.

With a bang, a huge flame shot up into the sky.

I don't know if such a noisy explosion attracted the attention of other things in the city, but it undoubtedly dispelled the panic in the incense burner.

For engineers, they have long been accustomed to thinking about problems amidst the sound of explosions and knocking, and an environment that is too quiet will make them nervous.

That's all right, the chain explosion brought him back from his fear, pumped up the tank's steam pressure to maximum, and then suddenly let go of the clutch.

The entire tank galloped out at the fastest speed, smashing away all the surrounding wood and materials along the way, artificially opening up a path through here.

From time to time, some black figures jumped out of the dark corners on the left and right, and then immediately shrank back when Wende looked at them.

Galloping all the way, finally reached the town hall.

Strange, the distance between here and the crater is not far.

Wende jumped out of the tank, and then closed the hatch.

It is very dangerous to enter a house casually in this kind of city.

However, the road leading to the Joy Plaza in Mordheim is full of stairs and slopes, which is very unfavorable for tanks to enter.

If you want to drive a tank in, you can only take the road of merchants.

The atmosphere in Mordheim before was very bad, plus the Ostermark people like to have sex everywhere.

Almost every week, the Joy Square in Mordheim will host a group of promiscuous activities. Alcohol, sex, drugs, and all kinds of twisted desires continue to breed here, and even summoned the demon of Slaanesh to have fun with them.

The alcohol, food and drugs they consumed would not be transported by manpower. They would first pay an expensive tax like the corrupt Baron Mordheim, and then enter from the nearby Merchant Avenue.

This brought a lot of taxes to Mordheim, but all of them were used by the local baron to place his mistresses. The entire third floor of the town hall was his promiscuous place. It is said that he could satisfy twelve mistresses at the same time. , but it is also the talk of the Ostermark provincials after dinner.

Not much gossip, in order to ensure his control over the Vendor Avenue and avoid smuggling, this road is completely controlled by a thick iron gate, and the baron himself will open it only after paying the money.

The key must be with the baron, and this guy's daily life is either drinking on the first floor, smoking drugs on the second floor, or playing fit games on the third floor.

There are only the third floor in total, which reduces the chance of searching for Wende.

The tank behind him also turned off slowly, and this time the incense burner was left for Wende for an hour.

The musket is on the back, and this narrow terrain is only suitable for advancing with a bayonet, so there is no guarantee that there will be any enemies inside.

As soon as the gate of the town hall was pushed open, the smell of wine slowly came out of the shop. It was not so nauseating. On the contrary, the taste was not bad. It seems that the Baron has a good taste and only drinks Bretonnian wine. .

However, Ruixi and the incense burner in the tank heard the sound of wine glasses colliding outside, as well as people's toasts when celebrating the festival.

It was vague, and they couldn't hear very clearly. The two could only hold back the curiosity in their hearts, closed their eyes and waited patiently for the time to pass.

In the hall on the first floor, there are wine barrels that have just been taken out of the cellar. It seems that the barrels are about to be opened when the comet falls.

Wende could smell the disgusting smell inside the wine barrel from a long distance away. He turned his head and saw a skeleton with a height of about 1.6 meters soaked in the alcohol in the barrel. Judging from the width of the pelvis, it should be a skeleton. woman.

"Cruel, depraved, use people to make wine and drink."

Wende shook his head, no matter how many dead bodies he had seen, he would still feel sick here. The people of Mordheim had really degenerated to the extreme. No wonder a twin-tailed comet would fall from the sky, bringing such an indulgent and addicted Extreme sensory stimulation of town destruction.

The wooden planks leading to the second floor creaked when Wende stepped on them, which gave the place a feeling of disrepair.

The voices in the ears of the two people in the tank turned into the sound of wine glasses breaking and a strange woman crying.

"Sigma bless, Sigma bless."

Uncle Censer kept praying Sigma's name to ease the fear in his heart. At this moment, the inside of the tank was filled with smoke.

Is the steam engine leaking?no no no!

The censer immediately turned on the steam engine, and a raging fire was burning inside. Something seemed to be burning in the flame, flickering continuously, and the smoke came from it.

The smoke has a strange and intoxicating fragrance, and the more I smell it, the more I want to smell it, but this is not a normal thing after all.

Just as he was about to pour water into it to put out the fire, he suddenly remembered Wende's advice.

This is a cursed city, and the terrible power can even affect people's thinking and vision.

I can clearly remember that the steam engine has been turned off long ago, this must be an illusion.

Wende walked to the second floor, which was much more terrifying than the first floor. There were bongs and pipes everywhere, and the cigarettes in them were not Tyrell's cigarettes. You could tell from the pale powder that the locals were in the end of the world. What were you doing before.

There were scratches everywhere on the walls, even nail marks and tooth marks, and the sofa was obviously scratched and stabbed.

After searching carefully, I didn't find any clues. Apart from bongs, there were also various types of needle tubes, and there was even liquid soaked in the dimensional stone inside.

In front of the incense burner was another scene, the smoke was getting more and more, slowly covering him, even Ruixi could not be seen in front of him, his body suddenly became light, as if floating on the clouds.

He touched his pocket, wanting to light a cigarette from Tyrell.

Fortunately, his will was firm, and he continued to silently pray for Sigma's name.

There was nothing on the second floor, so Wende could only walk to the third floor.

A huge and luxurious bed, the woman is lying on the bed in the most charming posture, sitting in the center is a person who has long been turned into a skeleton, but is wearing baron clothes.

"Oh? I see the key."

Wende walked to the bedside, and with his arrival, the bodies of those women began to rot at the fastest speed, and then turned into bloody things, no longer as gorgeous and attractive as when they first came in.

The incense burner slowly opened his eyes, the fog had dissipated, but Ruixi in front of him took off his clothes after some time, and was walking towards him naked.

"Friend's wife, don't be bullied, Ruixi, please be dignified, please be dignified."

While talking, the incense burner backed away and hid in the corner of the tank, but when he opened his eyes again, he found that Ruixi was just sitting next to the little dragon, silently stroking the young dragon's head.

And the hourglass next to it has already poured all the sand, and two full hours have passed, Wende, why hasn't Wende come back?

Wen De had just left the third floor, and he already got the key he wanted.

"Humanity."

A ghost, like a human being and an elf, a man and a woman, mature and naive, a steady and impatient voice came from all directions.

"You have passed my test."

"Who? Who are you?"

Wende instinctively picked up the musket and began to stare at the dark places in the room.

"Me? Ha, I can't maintain my body shape here. Come to the big meteorite. You will know all the secrets and receive your reward."

　I wanted to write a horror story, but I forgot.

　　Since Wende is immune to magic and corrosion, he cannot see the illusion of the entire city. If an ordinary person came in, he would be frightened crazy.

　　The creator of this place certainly didn't intend to torture others maliciously, that creator was just waiting for a plan that had been planned for tens of thousands of years.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)